Tomorrow is the weekend, Xun Yuming will go to do volunteer work outside the school in the morning, so as to enhance his resume for applying for medical school in the future, and in the afternoon he will work in an ice cream shop to earn living expenses. The schedule is full, but how can he go out now with a bald eyebrow .
Seeing his doormat appearance, Zhuang Yi couldn't help teasing him, and when he thought that others would bully him, he became inexplicably angry, so he softened his voice and said, "Stop pouting. You go to the city, find a hair salon and let them dye it back for you."
"Really?" Xun Yuming's eyes lit up, and he immediately smiled: "Can it really be dyed back?"
"I'm sure." Seeing his pupils cut water and his face full of hope, Zhuang Yi felt a surge of emotion in his heart. He patted his chest and vowed, "I will definitely get it back for you, so let's go to class well."
The students arrived one after another, and then the professor of genetics walked in. She is a woman wearing a floral skirt and a knitted sweater, with a rather plump figure. Among the teachers Xun Yuming has met, she is the kindest and kindest teacher.
"Today we are going to observe your classmates." She put down the water glass, opened the slideshow, and said with a smile, "Please group yourself into groups, then observe the physical characteristics of your group members, and compare them to see what are the similarities and differences. Wait a minute We're going to ask everyone to tell us what you saw. Okay, let's get started."
The classroom immediately became noisy, and everyone started discussing in a hurry.
Xun Yuming secretly rejoiced that he usually hated this kind of group activities the most, because he was always the extra "odd number". Fortunately, today he has Zhuang Yi, and thanks to his foresight, he made a friend in advance.
Zhuang Yi looked at him sideways and said, "You observe me first."
Xun Yuming nodded, and suddenly Neil shouted from the back row: "Hey, Twink! Come and join us!" As he said that, the people around him laughed, and many eyes shot at Xun Yuming ambiguously.
"I..." he muttered, "I'm not going."
"Oh, come here!" Neil chuckled, "We want to observe you!"
"Come on!" echoed his companions, "show us your new brows!"
When Zhuang Yi heard this, his expression was slightly sullen. He glanced at the back row and said in a low Cockney accent, "Thanks, but it's not necessary. He already has me."
Neil whistled jokingly, and the person next to him chuckled with a wretched expression.
Zhuang Yi looked at the dejected people around him, sighed, and said, "Why do you have a physique that attracts scum?"
How did he know.
Xun Yuming frowned and remained silent, pressing down the brim of his peaked cap again.
The two female students in the front row heard the commotion, turned around and said with a smile: "Hey, don't worry, just ignore them. That's really rude. Do you two want to join us?"
Zhuang Yi smiled and declined, "Thank you, but there's no need."
"Oh God!"
The two stared at each other and covered their mouths at the same time. One of the female students with flaxen hair said: "Please don't smile at women like that in the future. You are so handsome!"
Zhuang Yi originally subconsciously wanted to smile politely, but when he heard what they said, he could only withdraw his smile and say "thank you".
They looked at Xun Yuming again and asked, "He's so cute. Are you two together?"
Xun Yuming's spoken language is not good, but his hearing is not impaired, and his ears can't help but turn red.
"No." Zhuang Yi shook his head, "He's only fifteen years old."
"Oh, that's not a good thing!" Thinking of being with a minor, the two shook their shoulders at the same time, then smiled and said, "I'm sorry, we are too gossip. Don't bother me."
The two turned around, Zhuang Yitong said to Xun Yuming, "Look, there are still many friendly people in the world, right?"
Xun Yuming pursed his lips, grabbed his stiff arms with both hands, and said, "Hurry up, stop talking, I'll observe you."
He has already seen Zhuang Yi's appearance thousands of times. Every day when he eats with him, goes to class, goes to the library, he casts his gaze countless times, and finally falls into his eyes.
Of course he is different.
Xun Yuming raised his head, met his eyes, and said: "Your eyes are narrow and long, and the double eyelids are too deep, and they are suppressed by the eye sockets. The distance between your eyebrows and eyes is also very close, it looks... So deep."
"Am I good-looking?" Zhuang Yi asked him with a smile.
Xun Yuming nodded honestly: "It looks good. Your nose is really straight, very straight, and your face is angular. Oh yes, you still have dimples!"
"Don't just look at the appearance," Zhuang Yi reminded him, "What about my figure? What about my demeanor?"
"Hmm..." Xun Yuming patted his arm and evaluated: "You are quite strong, but you look very thin. When you are sitting, your body is used to leaning a little to the right, have you noticed?"
"Not really." He suddenly stretched out his hand to brush Xun Yuming's bangs away, and said, "I'll watch you instead."
Zhuang Yi observed it more carefully than him: "You have lost one eyebrow."
"..."
Xun Yuming: "I know!"
Zhuang Yi curved his mouth and continued: "You have a mole in your eyebrows, half the size of a grain of rice. If you hadn't shaved your eyebrows, you might not be able to see them. You have peach blossom eyes, big eyes, long eyelashes, and blue-black pupils .”
"Oh!" As soon as he reminded, Xun Yuming suddenly remembered: "I forgot to look at the color of your pupils."
Pointing his index finger at the tip of his nose, Zhuang Yi smiled and said, "Your nose is very upturned."
Kind of cute.
Xun Yuming hummed, and his mind was on the class: "The difference, write it down quickly. The inclination of our noses is different."
Zhuang Yi turned his head, poked his cheek again, and said softly: "You are still young, and you still have a little baby fat. And..."
As he spoke, he suddenly leaned forward, and blew into Xun Yuming's ear, softly, with residual warmth.
With a "swipe", Xun Yuming's ears turned red in an instant, and he quickly shrunk his shoulders to dodge: "Itchy!"
Zhuang Yi couldn't help laughing, and described in a serious manner: "The skin of your ear is very thin, almost transparent white, the earlobe is not big, the size of a small fingernail, and there are many thin bloodshots on it. It turns red when you touch it, and it is very sensitive. "
When he spoke seriously, his voice seemed to flow from a vinyl record, low and deep, which aroused goosebumps all over his body.
Xun Yuming lay down on the table with a red face and said, "Okay, the observation is over."
"No." Zhuang Yi pulled him up, and said relentlessly, "Aren't you going to take the class seriously? Let me see... Well, when you are sitting, your board is upright, your waist is straight, but your shoulders are a little drooping."
That was Xun Yuming's way of being lazy. Grandpa ordered him to sit upright, but he couldn't help but straighten his back, so he quietly drooped his shoulders to play tricks, and the habit became natural over time.
Zhuang Yi looked down at his feet, grabbed one of his arms and made gestures, saying: "You have long arms and big feet. I guess you can grow taller, do you believe it?"
Xun Yuming didn't believe it at all, he had given up his height long ago, and left it to fate. "Impossible, I'm already fifteen, and I won't grow up in two years."
"Don't you believe it." Zhuang Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "I will take you to measure the bone age some other day. I can assure you that you will grow to at least 1.8 meters."
"Okay." Xun Yuming supported his chin with his hands, and said listlessly, "I would like to borrow your good words."
After the two observed, Xun Yuming drew three tables in the notebook, sorted by facial features, limbs, body shape, posture, marks (moles or birthmarks), hair, etc., entered the information of the two, and Zhuang Yi compared them again Draw a schematic diagram of the similarities and differences, and hand it over to the teaching assistant after the discussion.
The professor of genetics kicked off what she was going to teach today with a topic. After class, she said again: "Assign a homework for everyone. Please go back and investigate your team members. You can start with the other party's preferences, habits, tastes, personality, dislikes, etc., and be as detailed as possible. In the next class we will Let's discuss the influence of genetic factors on people."
Zhuang Yi picked up the textbooks and stuffed them into Xun Yuming's big schoolbag. He carried the bag on his left shoulder and held the people in his right hand, and squeezed out with the crowd: "Let's go, ears, I'll dye your eyebrows."
The two got out of the classroom and walked quickly outside the school, meeting many acquaintances along the way, this senior for a while, and the coach for a while, Zhuang Yi greeted them one by one.
Xun Yuming pressed the brim of his hat, pushed his glasses, wishing he could escape. Zhuang Yi is too conspicuous, he has always been the focus of the crowd, and there are countless eyes following him at every turn. The disadvantage of playing with him is that you can't hide anything.
"Let's go to the hairdressing salon first." After finally leaving the school, Zhuang Yi picked up the car and said, "If it doesn't work, let's go to the city."
In fact, he wasn't sure if he could dye his eyebrows back, it was just words of comfort to Xun Yuming. The two of them drove around the city and visited several hair salons one after another, but they refused to dye their eyebrows.
Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Zhuang Yi said: "Why don't we go to the cosmetics store? I remember my mother used something for eyebrows before, but I forgot what it was called."
Xun Yuming had given up all hope, covered his eyebrows and spread out on the co-pilot, he sighed old-fashionedly: "Oh, forget it. There must be no other way."
"Don't be discouraged." Zhuang Yi turned the car around, refueled and drove towards the shopping mall in the city center, "At worst, let's buy something for eyebrows, and learn makeup from scratch following online videos."
After tossing until after nine o'clock in the evening, Zhuang Yi finally bought eyebrow dyeing cream for Xun Yuming in the mall, and under the guidance of the cabinet sister, he barely learned to help him draw eyebrows.
Back at school, the dormitory door was closed, and all the roommates were asleep. Xun Yuming had nowhere to go, so he had to live with Zhuang Yi in the dormitory he booked outside the school.
There are two types of dormitories at Stanford, off-campus and on-campus. Most people choose to live on-campus, and a small number of people who are not short of money—such as Zhuang Yi, choose to live alone in off-campus hotel dormitories.
Xun Yuming has been friends with him for more than three months, and tonight is the first time to visit his dormitory.
This place is more than ten times larger than the place where he lives. The open living room is connected to the open kitchen. Two steps down is the leisure area, where there is a billiard table. Through the glass ceiling, you can see the stars scattered in the night sky, and the vast sky is close at hand.
"How much does it cost per month?" Xun Yuming was surprised, walked around the living room a few times, and sighed: "This place is not worse than the most luxurious hotel I have ever stayed in!"
"What is the most luxurious hotel you have stayed in?" Zhuang Yi opened the refrigerator door and brought him a bottle of milk.
Xun Yuming eats an egg every morning and drinks a glass of milk every night before going to bed.
This should be documented in genetics class assignments. Zhuang Yi thought.
"I forgot what it was called. When I first came to the United States...my mother took me to live." Xun Yuming unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip of iced milk with the bottle in his hands, heaved a sigh of relief, "Okay Quench your thirst. But my grandfather said that eating iced food is bad for the stomach.”
"Then warm it up before drinking." Zhuang Yi went to the bedroom to find a few pieces of his own clothes and gave them to him, "Go take a shower, there are drying towels in the bathroom, and new ones in the toothbrush cabinet, just take them yourself. "
Xun Yuming agreed, went to the bathroom to take a shower, learned from the experience and lessons in the dormitory last time, and came out tightly wrapped up.
Zhuang Yi's black T-shirt was put on the fifteen-year-old him, which was similar to the skirt. The pants were too long, and Xun Yuming had to take them off, and lay down under the bed in the guest room wearing only the "little skirt".
Before going to bed, Zhuang Yi came in again, and put down a small apple-shaped alarm clock for him, "What time will you wake up tomorrow morning, let's set it first, so as not to fall asleep."
"It's fine at five o'clock. I can get up without calling." With half of his face buried in the quilt, Xun Yuming held the edge of the quilt with both hands, revealing only a pair of dark eyes, "Go to bed early, Good night."
"Good night." Zhuang Yi patted him reassuringly, "Don't think about the eyebrows." After speaking, he got up and wanted to leave.
"Wait a minute." Xun Yuming stopped him again, and said in a whisper: "I... don't want to go back tomorrow. Can I?"
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