three years ago.
September is the beginning of the school season for University A. Students return to school one after another, and the freshmen also come to report with their bags. In the hot season, if you move a little, you will be sweating profusely. When Zhou Hao came back from the basketball court, his face, neck, and the part of the jersey close to his body were all stained with sweat.
Downstairs in the dormitory, Yan Ming was still sitting on a small bench, surrounded by a circle of red and green daily necessities, kettles, plastic basins, small tables and so on...
"How much did you earn today?"
Yan Ming held up three fingers, "Three hundred."
Zhou Hao wiped off his sweat, twirling the basketball in his hand, "I'll go back to the dormitory to take a shower, and I'll come down right away to replace you."
About half an hour later, Zhou Hao came down clean, with a white T-shirt, big pants, and hugged the old guitar that his roommate asked him to sell. The two stood and said a few words, Yan Ming went back.
It was almost six o'clock, the sun moved westward, and the scorching sun in the daytime became softer, and there was a warm red afterglow in the distance. As night approached, there was also a bit of wind at this moment, and it was very pleasant to blow on my body.
Zhou Hao sat on a small bench, watching the students coming and going.
He is actually quite handsome, but he is not the popular Korean handsome boy. He belongs to the category with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his appearance is very upright.
Zhou Hao's posture of playing the guitar casually at this moment, is cool, and his face is like not being close to others, which fascinates the little girls for a while. In order to have a few words with him, several girls squatted down and asked the price of those things. In less than half an hour, those bottles and cans were almost sold out.
I probably counted it, and I made a hundred yuan with such a little effort. When Yan Ming comes back, they can pack up and go back. Today's work is done.
There were still some unsold washbasins and hangers left in the booth, and Zhou Hao stacked these scattered things neatly together. The acoustic guitar was casually placed on the stool beside it.
Suddenly, with a "bang bang", the guitar fell down, and the head of the piano was broken directly, and several strings were scattered loosely.
Zhou Hao turned his body slightly, picked up the "broken head" guitar, and couldn't help feeling angry.
"I'm sorry." The clear voice came from top to bottom.
Zhou Hao looked up—
The soft and submissive bangs are gently placed on the forehead, the eyes are beautiful, with a little distance, the bridge of the nose is high, and the corners of the lips are slightly upturned, which belongs to the thin face; he is wearing a white T-shirt and a red jacket. Plaid shirt, blue jeans underneath, and sneakers.
The whole person is against the light, indescribably fresh and clean. It was completely different from the wet and dirty south he remembered.
"How much? I'll pay you."
The boy felt extremely uncomfortable at Zhou Hao's unreasonable scrutiny, and he just wanted to quickly solve this trouble with money.
"What's your name?" Zhou Hao asked.
"How much?"
"If you tell me my name, I won't have to pay for this guitar."
The boy ignored Zhou Hao and gave him 2,000 yuan from the wallet in his trouser pocket.
Zhou Hao reached out to take the money, and wanted to ask him a few more questions, but the boy turned around and left. Counting the money in his hand, Zhou Hao deducted 1,500, and left the remaining 500 to his roommate as money for selling guitars.
We will meet again if we are destined. It didn't take long for Zhou Hao to know the name of that person—Jiang Yuqian, a freshman in the Department of Economics. In fact, he didn't bother to inquire about it at all, but the school's forums were full of news about this person, and many snapshots were attached.
Later, until Jiang Yuqian graduated from university, he was always a man of influence in the school. No matter where you go, as long as the name "Jiang Yuqian" is mentioned, someone will quickly answer, "I know, I know, it's the top student in the economics department, or the school grass."
Except for that occasional small friction between the two, Zhou Haoguang knew the name of that person for the next month, and he never met him again wherever he went. They have a clinical institute and a business school, and they are not at the same level. It is really difficult for them to meet each other.
Later, a basketball game was held in the school gymnasium, and the various departments competed against each other. Zhou Hao met Jiang Yuqian for the second time. The man was wearing a white jersey and shorts with the number "7" on it. Zhou Hao couldn't remember the middle of the match, but he only knew that the business school won in the end.
After the game, Zhou Hao stopped Jiang Yuqian with the help of the guitar.
"We haven't settled the matter about the guitar last time."
Jiang Yuqian wiped the sweat from his forehead with the towel around his neck. The two were very close, but Zhou Hao didn't even smell the smell of sweat. This guy was unexpectedly clean.
"How much money is left?"
Even an idiot can see that that guitar is not worth a lot of money. Jiang Yuqian knew that this person was deliberately extorting money, but he didn't expose it because he was too lazy to talk.
Zhou Hao asked inexplicably, "Why do you always wear white clothes?" The first time I saw him was a white T-shirt, this time it was a white jersey again.
Jiang Yuqian was obviously impatient, "This is none of your business."
"Come on, you treat me to dinner, let's forget about the guitar."
How old was Jiang Yuqian then? He was only 18 years old when he just started college. He must have never expected that Zhou Hao would permeate his life in the next three years, otherwise the two of them would definitely not be able to eat that meal.
He didn't eat too extravagantly, and just had a simple meal at a nearby pizza shop, but since then, Zhou Hao has interacted more and more with this person.
Most of them were intentional, such as appearing suddenly in Jiang Yuqian's class, or always appearing at his door for no reason. Jiang Yuqian doesn't live in the school, and goes back from school at eight o'clock every night. Zhou Hao is accurate, and he always shows up every minute and every second.
The first few times, Jiang Yuqian just turned a blind eye to it, but later he couldn't hold it back, and asked this person angrily, what the hell was he up to
Zhou Hao laughed, "What can I do? I want to date you."
"Neuropathy!"
Later, the development of things became more and more exaggerated. Zhou Hao got that person's phone number from nowhere, and always sent him some pornographic jokes, or sent him some nasty harassing text messages. Jiang Yuqian changed her phone number several times in a row, but the harassment was still unavoidable.
The turning point of the matter was three months later, when Jiang Yuqian drank alcohol and got out of the taxi that day. It was already 11 o'clock in the evening, which meant that Zhou Hao had waited for him in the cold wind for several hours.
Everyone has a dark side, let alone someone like Zhou Hao who has lived in the dark since he was a child. Taking advantage of Jiang Yuqian's drunkenness, he took him to a nearby express hotel. After entering the door, Zhou Hao fumbled up and down, stirring up a lot of fire. Jiang Yuqian was so drunk that he couldn't see who the person in front of him was.
The two of them rolled onto the white sheet unknowingly. It was the first time for them, and their movements were relatively jerky. Zhou Hao was very nervous, even his hands shaking when he undressed, Jiang Yuqian grabbed his face and began to kiss him forcefully. Zhou Hao still remembers the smell of entwined tongues. That was the initial beauty, and he will never forget it in his life.
When the kiss reached the emotional point, the man shouted, "Xu Xu..."
Zhou Hao suddenly pushed the man away, and then the two slept naked all night, but nothing substantial happened.
For a long time, Zhou Hao was in a state of being unable to flirt, until one time he accidentally discovered that GV video. He took the edited video to find Jiang Yuqian.
"Zhou Hao, you have to be ashamed!"
Zhou Hao shrugged, with an indifferent expression on his face, "How much is a face worth? It's okay if you don't agree, and I'll post it on the Xiaonei website tomorrow."
Then the two of them got together, Jiang Yuqian always said that he was entangled with him because he committed a crime in his previous life. But Zhou Hao always felt that he was the one who committed crimes in his previous life, otherwise why wouldn't his mother love him? Still being disgusted by his lover like this
Zhou Hao has a secret thought that he has never told anyone, not even Yan Ming. His original intention of studying medicine was not to cure diseases and save lives, he was simply greedy for the color of the white coat. Clean, no stains at all.
When he was a child, he thought, if he could become a doctor, he could completely get rid of his dirty life.
He was fed up with being ridiculed by his classmates as a "dirty boy" in his childhood. At that time, he was always wearing the extremely dirty blue and white school uniform. Children's self-esteem is always the strongest—
At the most vain age, he had nothing.
Jiang Yuqian is also clean, just like the white work clothes, it has become his obsession that he has been pursuing hard.
Are you sick
He was indeed ill, and seriously ill.