Xing Yan also sweated a lot. When he turned around, his black T-shirt was sticking to his back, and his exposed arms were dazzlingly white under the dim light.
His words made Qin feel relieved for a while, and then drew a mark, which lasted for a long time.
When Qin Fang opened the door and came in, Hua Tong had already taken a shower and was sitting there playing games. Seeing him walking in sweaty with a racket in hand, he asked, "Have you been playing?"
Qin Fang responded, took the shorts and towel and went into the bathroom: "If the water is cut off today, I will perform suicide for you."
"Hahahaha there is water," Hua Tong raised his voice, afraid that he could not hear him, and shouted, "I just finished washing. Brother Tong can create water for you without water, don't worry."
"Is it possible to create water?" Qin Fang asked him, "How to make it?"
"A classmate sent bottled mineral water. It costs ten yuan a barrel, and Brother Tong can let you wash it to your heart's content for twenty yuan." Hua Tong said.
Qin Fang chuckled: "You stepped on a chair and fell on my head?"
"You don't know how to pour yourself in the basin?" Hua Tong said "tsk", "Standing on the chair to show off your height?"
"It's Gaobai." Qin Fang pushed the door close and turned on the cold shower.
A dripping exercise has already dissipated Qin Fang's negative emotions. It is very effective to empty himself in this way, and Qin Fang has tried everything.
In the past, the only feeling left after exercising was tiredness and comfort, nothing else.
But there is one more thing today, the words that Xing Yan said before turning around kept turning in Qin Fang's mind. It's a wonderful feeling, it's hard to describe, it's an unexpected transmission from a friend I don't know very well.
Of course, this transmission was well-intentioned, and Qin Fang accepted it.
— the eyes are unwilling.
Qin Fang smiled lightly, if he was a little girl, he would have fallen by now. I don't know if Xing Yan has a girlfriend. If he does, he will be fascinated to death. Who can stand Ku Ge's love talk. He doesn't have this skill, if he has it, maybe he can chase girls faster.
This game made Qin Fang and Xing Yan get acquainted quickly.
The friendship between boys is easy to come by, and Qin Fang has always been a very charming person. He has always been popular and has many friends. Xing Yan helped him occupy a seat and had a meal with him and played a game with him. From Qin Fang's point of view, the two of them were already close friends.
The exam month is here, no matter how inattentive Qin Fang usually is, he has to stop studying at this time. Usually the library is crowded enough, but this time it was even more overcrowded. His two roommates had already given up the library, and they were lying on their desks in the dormitory, neither talking to each other while studying.
Qin Fang can't be in the dormitory, he always wants to sleep in the dormitory.
He sent a message to Xing Yan: Brother Yan, where are you
Xing Yan replied to him: the laboratory
Qin Fang: Is there any class in the afternoon
Xingyan: no
Qin Fang: Then I will wait for you at the coffee shop
Xing Yan: OK
There are many acquaintances in the cafe, and the small group of friends from Qin Fang's school always come here. He fought with Zhou Siming here last time, and although he didn't break anything, the store didn't open much at noon that day, so the loss was not small.
The boss is too familiar with Qin Fang, it is impossible for him to take money from Qin Fang. Later, Qin Fang gave him a bottle of red wine, but the boss pushed it for a long time and finally said with a smile: "I might as well ask you for money if you are like this, you have lost a lot."
"Brother, it's far away." Qin Fang waved his hand, not wanting to say these things.
The fight last time didn't take long, it was all about this semester. So Qin Fang and Xing Yan ate here together, and after eating, they continued to study for an afternoon. No matter how they looked at it, they felt like time travel.
A clerk asked his colleague in a low voice: "The one last time... the one that went up later, is it this?"
"I think it's..." the colleague whispered, "He looks pretty easy to remember."
"What's going on?" The clerk glanced over there again, "I don't understand."
The colleague couldn't understand either, so he waved his hand: "Forget it, maybe we won't know each other if we don't fight."
It's true that they don't know each other anymore. Qin Fang is sitting opposite Xing Yan at the moment, looking down at his linear algebra, his eyes almost see through the book.
Xing Yan looked up at him, then threw him a pen and a piece of paper: "Use the pen to calculate."
Qin Fang doesn't like to use pens when studying, his hands are lazy, and he can see with his eyes and never touch. The paper and pen were put aside without moving, and the eyes were fixed on the steps of the sample problem. The book was turned very slowly, and there was no movement for a long time.
Xing Yan looked up from the book, saw Qin Fang lowered his head and didn't move, asked him aloud, "Are you asleep?"
"No." Qin Fang raised his head, "I'll lie down when I fall asleep."
"Is your hand made of gold?" Xing Yan glanced at the untouched paper and pen, and asked.
Qin Fang smiled heartlessly: "I'm used to it."
Qin Fang got a little annoyed after reading, and started chatting with someone, asking Xing Yan: "Brother Yan, how are your grades?"
Xing Yan didn't raise his head: "It's okay."
"Have you passed the exam?" Qin Fang asked.
Xing Yan said lightly: "No."
"You always go to the library, I guess you are a top student." Qin Fang stretched his arms, "I envy your concentration of top students."
Xing Yan ignored his words, held a pen in his hand, and pointed at Qin Fang's book with the tip of the pen: "It's up to you."
"I'm dizzy," Qin Fang yawned, "I'm dizzy."
"I ask you to use a pen to count your disobedience," Xing Yan put down the book in his hand and raised his head, "Get dizzy."
Qin Fang is a local, has lived in this city since he was a child, and is a true northerner. After a lot of contact, he guessed that Xing Yan is not from here. Although he speaks Mandarin, there are still differences in some minor details.
Qin Fang lay sideways on the table, turning the pen in his hand, and asked Xing Yan: "Brother Yan, where are you from?"
Xing Yan glanced at him, mentioned a city, and then asked: "What?"
"It feels like you're not from here."
"En." Xing Yan replied, not wanting to chat with him.
Qin Fang was used to this man's aloofness, every day.
After having a meal, they went back to their respective dormitories. Qin Fang brought half a watermelon to each of the roommates on the way back. Now the owners of the small shops are very smart. They sell watermelon directly with a spoon, and keep it cold in the freezer. After weighing it, they put a spoon on it.
There are a lot of spoons in their dormitory now, and Shen Dengke is saving them to see if he can make up a hundred of them after graduation.
The two roommates were studying and their heads were dizzy. Qin, who came back with ice watermelon, sparkled in their eyes. Qin Fang put one on the table and said, "Take a break."
"I love you." Shen Dengke hugged the watermelon, elated.
"What did you have for dinner?" Qin Fang asked.
"Takeaway," Chen Ke put away the books on the table, "I said he won't go out to eat."
Only after living in the Huatong dormitory did he know how precious the air conditioner is. Qin Fang sat on a chair and played with his mobile phone comfortably, chatting casually with his two roommates while sending WeChat messages to Jian Muyang.
Jian Muyang's WeChat profile picture is himself, smiling with a clown nose tilted, silly and sweet. He asked Qin Fang in WeChat: Brother, how long are you on summer vacation
Qin put him back: about a month.
Jian Muyang immediately asked: When will it start playing
Qin Fang said: Not sure yet.
Jian Muyang has nothing to do, just chat with him after finishing his homework. He didn't reply last week, and the young master showed his presence. Qin Fang coaxed him to chat, but in fact, he didn't plan to go back during the summer vacation for more than a month.
Last summer, Qin Fang went out by himself and became a backpacker with two sets of clothes and a camera in his bag. That kind of feeling is very good, the freedom to let go of the soul.
He hasn't decided where to go this year, but he will definitely not be going home. If Jian Muyang also wanted to go, Qin Fang could take him with him, but Dong Yin probably wouldn't let him.
"I won't go back during the summer vacation. I've already told my family." Shen Dengke said while digging watermelons, "I'll stay here to study."
"Then I'll accompany you," Chen Ke went to wash his hands, then came back and sat down to dig watermelons, "I don't want to go back either."
"That's a good thing." Shen Dengke continued to look at Qin Fang, "Where's the young master?"
There was another message on Qin Fang's WeChat, and he looked down: "I don't know, not sure."
The wechat was actually sent by Xing Yan, it was a document.
Qin Fang clicked on it, and it was full of linear algebra questions, with answers and analysis. Qin Fang looked at the code for a whole day, but now he felt dizzy when he saw it.
He exited and returned to the chat interface, and just as he was about to type with his fingers on the keyboard, Xing Yan sent over from the chat interface first.
— Just recite the questions without writing