Liang Shenghan and Xiao Pang made an appointment to go out to play games. As soon as they opened the door, they saw a tall and handsome figure in the corridor with a duffel bag. He shouted, "Qin Weihang?!"
Liang Shenghan looked Qin Weihang up and down: "You are..."
Qin Weihang shook the key in his hand and said, "I moved back here."
A trace of surprise flashed in Xiaopang's eyes immediately, and at the end he deliberately looked at Qin Weihang with regretful eyes and said, "Oh, the counselor is too embarrassing..."
Qin Weihang opened the door with a "hmm".
Liang Shenghan said, "Hey, let's go to the Internet cafe, are you going?"
Qin Weihang touched the door with his right toe and pulled out the key: "No, I'll take a rest."
He closed the door behind him, and the voices in the corridor were still clear, and he knew that the sound insulation of the student dormitory could not be counted on.
The bedroom in front of him was as clean as he had imagined. He walked to his bed, put down his duffle bag, and took off his backpack. The backpack could still be placed directly on the table without any problems.
He raised his hand and stroked the table, picked it up and looked at his fingertips, and muttered, "It's not necessary..."
Pulling out the chair under the desk and sitting down, he didn't know what to do in an instant. He turned around and stared at the desk and the bed opposite him. The foot of the other's chair couldn't help but sighed and said, "It's too narrow."
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An Ning worked part-time until 10:30 before returning to the dormitory. He was not used to seeing the light behind the dormitory door in the corridor. He stood in front of the door and stopped for a while. When he thought that Qin Weihang was really inside, he always had a strange feeling. . It used to be a dark and empty room when the door was opened, and he was alone, but now when the door was opened, Qin Weihang was inside.
He took out the key and opened the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Qin Weihang sitting in front of the desk, wearing a loose oversize black T-shirt and a pair of side-striped sweatpants of the same color. He hugged one leg and had a slender and wide back. Bowing, looking at the laptop on the desk, the picture made An Ning in a trance.
Then suddenly the light went out.
The bedroom suddenly darkened, and only the light from the laptop illuminated Qin Weihang. Qin Weihang raised his head in surprise and explained, "The lights in the dormitory will be turned off at eleven o'clock." Then he walked to his desk and turned on the lamp. Yes, open to the brightest.
The light of the table lamp is warm yellow, Qin Weihang seems to have been filtered by a layer of warm yellow, only yellow and black are left on his body, which makes the face of the heavenly man more angular. An Ning turned her back and took off her backpack cautiously.
Qin Weihang asked, "Are you part-time in a restaurant today?"
An Ning nodded, feeling that Qin Weihang's voice was behind his back, speaking to his back, so close, he thought to himself.
Turning around, he saw that Qin Weihang had put down the hugging leg, sat sideways on the chair, his two long legs were tucked in, and was looking at himself, seeing that he was in a panic, and he had nothing to say to ask. : "Have you taken a shower? There will be no hot water by 12 o'clock."
Qin Weihang nodded.
An Ning walked to the balcony to get water and brush his teeth. Qin Weihang stood up at this moment and walked to the balcony. The balcony was not big, Qin Weihang was standing behind him, and An Ning’s back could sensitively sense another tall existence. Almost fell off the table.
When Qin Weihang lowered his head a little, he could smell that the other party had worked in a restaurant. It was the smell of fried food. In fact, he no longer doubted anything about Anning, and he didn't know why he needed to smell it like this. , and smelled a delicious fried frog.
An Ning stepped aside and said, "Are you going to use the sink?"
"I don't need it," Qin Weihang said. "Can't we chat?" I thought I had been in the dormitory all day by myself.
An Ning nodded and said, "I'll talk to you after I wash!" Then he started to work overtime to brush his teeth. He swears that this is the most regular and fastest time he has ever brushed his teeth.
Qin Weihang walked over to him. He was using an electric toothbrush. He didn't even have a water cup. He turned on the faucet and put some water on the toothbrush, and then squeezed the toothpaste. It got mushy, and then put it in my mouth.
An Ning watched him brush his teeth slowly and in small steps, and couldn't help but ask: "Is this clean?" After saying that, he regretted that he owed money. He was actually a little curious, but it sounded like finding fault.
Qin Weihang said "Huh?" with his toothbrush in his mouth. After brushing for a while, he took out the toothbrush and turned on the faucet. An Ning watched him bend down and took a gulp of water from the water outlet. He used to be alone in the dormitory when he was brushing his teeth and washing his face, but he didn't feel it. Now that Qin Weihang came, he suddenly felt that the balcony was so narrow and the washbasin was short and small. The handsome style occupies the space.
The water flowed down Qin Weihang's chin to his neck, and the saliva Qin Weihang spit up when he got up. When he rinsed his toothbrush, An Ning saw that the water flowed directly into his chest along the wide collar of Qin Weihang's T-shirt. Qin Weihang wiped his mouth and neck with a towel, Said, "Would you like to see if I cleaned it?"
Seeing that he really wanted to open his mouth to examine him, An Ning hurriedly said, "No, no, I know your teeth are very white!"
Qin Weihang smiled, put the electric toothbrush back, and said, "how do you know my teeth are very white?"
"You can see it when you smile."
Qin Weihang was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Really?"
An Ning also couldn't understand why Qin Weihang seemed to be friendly again all of a sudden, and he no longer had that kind of schadenfreude or contempt when he smiled, but... His teeth are really white and beautiful.
An Ning went into the bathroom and quickly took a shower. When he came out, he found that Qin Weihang was still looking at the computer. He thought he was making up his homework. Hang the section.
However, I didn't expect that Qin Weihang was actually watching an American drama!
Uh... Well, there are still two months until the end of the term, so he might not panic yet.
Originally, it was good to chat with him, but Qin Weihang was watching American dramas right now, and he didn't want to disturb him, so he planned to go to bed by himself.
At this time, Qin Weihang's voice came from behind: "Turn off the desk lamp when you sleep."
An Ning was about to go to bed when he said, "It's okay, it's not good for your eyes to look at your computer and mobile phone in the dark like this, so just turn on the light, it won't affect me!"
Qin Weihang took off his earphones and turned his head, frowned and asked, "What did you say?"
It turned out that he was wearing headphones just now, and An Ning repeated it again. Qin Weihang smiled and turned around and said, "I care about you, my classmates."
An Ning couldn't understand the tone behind Qin Weihang's words, and looked at Qin Weihang's back with some annoyance. Qin Weihang seemed to notice it, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
An Ning confirmed again and again, and felt that Qin Weihang's attitude had indeed softened, and he was still a little happy, and said, "Nothing, what are you looking at?"
Qin Weihang pushed the MacBook to the side and said, "Doctor Who."
An Ning immediately became interested: "Is it the play that wrote about Van Gogh's journey to the present?"
Qin Weihang nodded, took off an earplug and handed it over directly, An Ning took it over by surprise, turned back and pulled his stool, sat next to Qin Weihang, put on the warm earplug, and asked Qin Weihang: "Where did you see it? already?"
Qin Weihang said, "If you want to see Van Gogh, let's start with Van Gogh."
An Ning nodded and said yes, put both hands in front of the stool, leaned very close to read, Qin Weihang quit and re-selected the number of episodes, glanced sideways at the people around him, and pulled the book a little closer.
Seeing Van Gogh coming to modern times and seeing his own work in the exhibition, I still couldn't help but get wet, watching a play. An Ning still choked out in disappointment, and then pretended to clear her throat.
After reading it, Qin Weihang said lightly, "It's very touching."
An Ning nodded silently beside him.
Qin Weihang said, "I also cried when I watched it for the first time."
An Ning looked at Qin Weihang with an "ah", a little incredible, thinking about what this person would look like when he cried, brother Ku shed tears, it's unimaginable.
Qin Weihang turned to look at him and said, "So I think you will cry too. I'm sorry." He said.
An Ning was surprised: "Why are you saying sorry?"
Qin Weihang said, "I made you cry."
An Ning laughed and laughed: "It was the director and screenwriter who made me cry."
Qin Weihang didn't say anything, glanced at the time on the screen, got up and said, "It's very late, go to sleep."
Turning off the desk lamp, the two of them went to bed at the same time. An Ning wanted to sleep in this bed, but felt that it was not spacious enough when he turned over, let alone Qin Weihang, so he asked, "Qin Weihang, is this bed unaccustomed to you?"
"I'll get used to it." Qin Weihang said.
His tone regained the calmness of the Buddhist system, and in the middle of the night there was a reassuring power, like an ancient bell, which was very comfortable.
An Ning couldn't help but ask, "Why did you move back?"
Qin Weihang didn't answer, An Ning waited for a while to prop up, and saw Qin Weihang's back vaguely in the dark, so he quietly lay down and didn't bother.
It was so quiet for a long time, but Qin Weihang still couldn't fall asleep. It was the first time he shared a room with someone else from birth to now, and it was only a square inch, so close that he could hear each other's breath and wanted to get away from that person's breath. It was a little further away, but the bed was close to the wall, and when I turned over, I could only face the cold wall, as if my whole body was bound.
It was as if there was another unfamiliar animal with him in the room. It was a herbivorous animal. Like his name, it was harmless to humans and animals. He was someone who could sleep with wolves all night. Such a harmless herbivore lost sleep.
In the darkness, he opened his eyes, turned his head and glanced across his shoulder, and immediately saw the opposite wall, the low ceiling, the moonlight on the other's bed, so close, he thought, and turned his head silently again, He pulled the quilt over his shoulders and closed his eyes.