"Cold?" This was the first sentence Song Yan said after letting go of Yan Zhuo.
The second sentence is: "Why are you trembling all over?"
Because I feel bad.
Yan Zhuo pushed him away little by little, because he knew Song Yan couldn't see, so he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand without any scruples.
Maybe it was just after the kiss, his voice was hoarse when he spoke: "It's okay, maybe it's because of the changing seasons."
"Cold?" Song Yan asked, "Have you taken your medicine?"
Yan Zhuo was quiet for two seconds, and said: "No, but don't worry about me, you should worry about yourself, kiss as soon as you come up, you are not afraid of infection."
Song Yan raised his eyebrows: "Then get sick together."
"oh."
Yan Zhuo was speechless, he took a step back, put the back of his head against the wall, and glanced lightly at Song Yan.
Song Yan is sometimes affectionate and sometimes ruthless, sometimes very caring and sometimes indifferent.
He really couldn't understand each other more and more.
When she returned to the ward, Song Yaya was already asleep, and only Song Xiaoying was watching her in the room.
Yan Zhuo asked him: "Where is President Song?"
Song Xiaoying said: "I've been out for a while, and I don't know where he went."
During this period of time, Yan Zhuo has been taking care of Song Yaya, and everyone has seen everything he does, so even Song Xiaoying, who is a thorn in his side, has a much better attitude towards him.
A moment later, Song Qiao came in with a strong smell of cigarettes on his body.
Yan Zhuo glanced at him casually.
I don't know if he was thinking too much, but he always felt that Song Qiao looked at him with an indescribably awkward look, and a little... evasive.
Strange, did I do something wrong
Yan Zhuo frowned in puzzlement.
The episode of quarreling quickly passed, and their relationship returned to a static state.
The graduation defense that Yan Zhuo prepared in a panic was finally held on time at the end of May.
On the day of the defense, Yan Zhuo was in a very bad condition. He had a simple meal in the morning and went to the classroom to wait. He was the fourth in Group B.
As a result, when it was almost his turn, he felt a regurgitation in his stomach and felt a little nauseous.
The third place is Chen Zhao, the four-eyed boy on his upper bunk. As soon as Chen Zhao stood on the podium and prepared to answer, Yan Zhuo couldn't help but slipped to the toilet.
He didn't spit it out, he went to the store to buy a bottle of water and took a few sips to suppress the nausea in his stomach.
When Yan Zhuo returned to the classroom again, it happened to be his turn to reply.
Yan Zhuo took out the USB flash drive and connected it to the computer, and opened the ppt. As soon as the first page was displayed, a teacher in the audience asked: "Did you choose the topic of this thesis by yourself?"
"Yes," Yan Zhuo said, "it may be different from the opening report, and I finalized it later."
The teacher nodded and said blankly: "Your topic is very similar to the classmate in front."
Yan Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, he remembered that Chen Zhao and his research direction were not the same.
He glanced down the stage, Chen Zhao finished his defense and left without seeing anyone.
No more reading, Yan Zhuo finished his defense full of doubts, only to realize that Chen Zhao had collided with the content of his thesis.
Impossible, this is his final draft, how could...
"I don't know which one of you borrowed from whom," the teacher tried his best not to speak so harshly, "but in the current situation, none of you can pass the defense."
When Yan Zhuo returned to the dormitory, Chen Zhao had just picked up his things and was about to go out, when the two happened to meet each other.
Yan Zhuo pushed him in again, and asked him with a straight face: "What did you do when you used my computer last time?"
Chen Zhao pretended to be stupid and said innocently, "I didn't do anything."
"Pretend, pretend again." Yan Zhuo sneered, his heart was cold.
Is it necessary to plagiarize undergraduate thesis
When Chen Zhao saw his smile, he felt inexplicably frightened. He always felt that what was hidden under the skin was something he was afraid of.
Sure enough, the next second Yan Zhuo grabbed his collar, pushed him back two steps, and then said fiercely: "We are in the same dormitory, and you dare to flirt with me."
Chen Zhao was strangled by the collar, and said intermittently: "You...you are talking nonsense, I don't understand, don't you... have fantasies about being persecuted, hurry, let go of me, or... I will find you Let the instructor reason."
reason
Ah.
Yan Zhuo let go and pushed him along the way, Chen Zhao stumbled and squatted without paying attention.
Yan Zhuo looked at his cowardly look, and said coldly, "Did you spend four years in college for nothing, and an excellent thesis is so important to you?"
So important that you don't hesitate to plagiarize other people's arguments and give up your dignity as a college student
Chen Zhaowei lowered his head and did not speak back. He put on airs and did not reply. If Yan Zhuo was angered by his reply, Yan Zhuo would really sue the college, and maybe he would be finished.
Anyway, they have lived together for four years after all, the friendship between classmates is not fake, and Yan Zhuo didn't want to make trouble, so he reminded him: "If you go to the academy to admit your mistakes, let's forget about it, I won't pursue it, if If you don’t go, let me speak out.”
Chen Zhao pursed his lips and said nothing, showing no attitude of admitting his mistakes.
Yan Zhuo looked at his hair twirling, and scolded angrily, "Why are you so useless."
Chen Zhao raised his head resentfully. He is the youngest of his family. He was expected to grow up by his parents since he was a child. He kept saying things like "my youngest son must succeed" every day, so he was impatient when he was about to graduate and hadn't found a job. In a hurry, he went astray.
When he borrowed Yan Zhuo's computer that day, he accidentally clicked on Yan Zhuo's thesis and ppt. He thought it was good, so he copied some and replaced it with his own words, but he didn't realize it. was discovered.
It felt like someone had slapped him on the face a few times, and it was burning hot. Now that you've been ashamed, let's keep talking.
"You framed me, I didn't." He yelled, jumping up from the ground and bumping into Yan Zhuo.
Yan Zhuo was caught off guard, and was hit by his brute force against the bed rail, and his lower back hit the corner of the desk. The pain made him almost burst into tears.
Zheng Yi saw such a scene when he entered the door.
Yan Zhuo lowered his head and leaned against the table with his hands on his waist, while Chen Zhao clenched his fists and stared at Yan Zhuo in a daze.
Zheng Yi's heart tightened, and he quickly ran over to block Yan Zhuo, squinted his eyes and said to Chen Zhao, "Speak up if you have something to say, what the hell are you doing?"
Zheng Yi looked like a smiling tiger at first glance, Chen Zhao shuddered unconsciously under his gaze, Yan Zhuo's helper came, if the two people in front of him fought or played dirty with him, he would definitely not be able to deal with it.
"What's the matter?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Zheng Yi went to ask Yan Zhuo again.
Yan Zhuo ignored him, and said directly to Chen Zhao: "This matter is endless, you have to be responsible for what you do, wait for the academy to report."
Chen Zhao was not afraid of him speaking out at all, since there was no evidence anyway.
But he was afraid of being beaten, so Chen Zhao quickly opened the door and ran out before Yan Zhuo and Zheng Yi did anything.
"What's going on?" Zheng Yi asked again after Chen Zhao left.
Yan Zhuo plucked his hair, and told him everything in an irritable and depressed manner.
"Damn!" Zheng Yi said angrily, "Just now I just beat him up, what the hell is that?"
"Forget it," Yan Zhuo said, "It's not necessary, let the academy handle this matter."
"It's okay." Zheng Yi glanced at Yan Zhuo up and down, and said worriedly, "I see that your complexion is not very good. If you feel unwell, go to the hospital immediately."
"It's okay." Yan Zhuo shook his head.
In fact, he has something to do, and now there is a fire burning in his stomach, which makes him feel sick and want to vomit. He grabbed the hem of his clothes and forced himself to suppress the discomfort, and then pretended to be nonchalant and said to Zheng Yi, "I... I have something to go out, don't get involved, I will handle my own affairs good."
Zheng Yi still wanted to say something, but Yan Zhuo interrupted again: "Graduation is approaching, don't be a moth, you are doing well."
Yan Zhuo has already talked to this point, and Zheng Yi will make trouble for him in everything he does, so he won't say more.
"Then tell me if you have something to do, if it's really not possible, I'll beat him up for you when you get your graduation certificate."
Yan Zhuo was amused by him: "Got it."
Song Yan was stopped by him when he was changing shifts with Song Qiao.
Song Qiao said, "Let's go for a walk in the back garden."
The rose flowers were in full bloom in May. They strolled along the stone paths and stepped on the uneven stones to the flower garden.
The faint fragrance was refreshing, and Song Yan rarely showed a smile.
"You're in a good mood recently," Song Qiao glanced at him and asked, "Is there something good going on?"
"What good things can happen." Song Yan said casually.
Song Qiao said, "For example... emotional aspects."
"uh-huh?"
"For example... Is there any serious progress between you and someone?"
Song Qiao was still going around in circles, Song Yan simply interrupted him and asked, "What exactly do you want to express?"
Why are you still so uncute... Song Qiao glared at Song Yan, and it took him a long time to say: "You...you and Yan Zhuo, what's going on with you!"
Song Yan: "Whatever you think is going on is what's going on."
His attitude is very "love so and so".
"This..." Song Qiao said "this" for a long time, and finally choked out two words: "Okay."
"..."
Song Yan was speechless.
Song Qiao said earnestly: "You have grown up so much, I have never denied any of your decisions, so this time too, as long as you think you are right, I will support it."
"I'm right." Song Yan said, his tone flat and unchanged.
"..."
Now it was Song Qiao's turn to have nothing to say.
The result of Yan Zhuo's appeal to the academy had to wait for three days. Because there was no conclusive evidence to prove that the paper was original by Yan Zhuo, the academy had to order the two to draft their own projects.
Obtaining this result was the last thing Yan Zhuo wanted to accept, so he couldn't control his temper and had a fight with Chen Zhao in the dormitory, both sides' faces were stained.
So wronged.
Sitting on the playground, Yan Zhuo thought, it's really a bad time for him to meet such a wolf-hearted roommate.
I want to cry.
He buried his head in his arms and whimpered softly.
After a while, he raised his head again. At this moment, he suddenly longed to see Song Yan.
Even if it's just by Song Yan's side, Song Yan doesn't have to say or do anything.
As long as he is around, it will be a little bit better.