About two or three minutes later, Lan Fuchu came back with a small basin filled with a little water. He walked over and saw Su Yi sitting in front of Fu Jinglun's desk. His face darkened instantly, "Come sit here."
He pointed to his desk.
Su Yi didn't think much about it. He stood up and moved to his desk chair. Then Lan Fuchu squatted down and naturally wanted to wash the wound on the corner of her lip.
Su Yi usually touched Lan Fuchu more often, which made him subconsciously feel that all the actions between them were natural.
He gently touched the corner of Su Yi's lips.
Su Yi's eyelashes trembled, and she turned her head away unnaturally, "I'd better do it myself. Is there a mirror?"
"No." Lan Fuchu said simply.
Su Yi was surprised, "No? You don't usually use a mirror?"
"Um."
"… "
"The mirror is in the men's bathroom, not here." Lan Fuchu said, then squatted down again, holding the small washbasin, and said to her: "Let me do it, you can't see."
The voice suddenly became very gentle, like the spring breeze of He Mu, which made Su Yi feel refreshed.
She looked at him with goosebumps all over her body and exclaimed, "Oh my god, you are so gentle all of a sudden, I'm really not used to it."
Hearing this, his handsome face immediately became stern.
Su Yi chuckled, "Actually, she looks better when she's gentle."
But Lan Fuchu's expression no longer changed. He just remained cold, washing her wound with an expressionless face, then blotting it with a cotton swab and applying a little bit of medicine. Although his face was cold, his movements were gentle and did not hurt her at all.
Su Yi stared at Lan Fuchu blankly, and suddenly said with emotion: "Little Daibi, you are quite good at taking care of people."
Lan Fuchu didn't say anything. He gently applied the medicine on her and stood up.
Su Yi smiled, "Not bad, not bad, he knows how to be considerate to girls, he is better than Fu Jinglun who has low EQ..."
"Can you not talk about him in front of me?" Lan Fuchu interrupted her with no expression on his face.
Su Yi was slightly startled, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just am not interested in listening." After saying that, he sat in front of Yan Tong's bed, holding his mobile phone, not knowing what he was doing, pursing his lips and not saying anything.
Su Yi looked at him with a puzzled look.
What's wrong with this kid? Is he throwing a tantrum again
Su Yi rolled his eyes around, wondering whether to say something to break the awkwardness, when he heard Lan Fuchu ask, "Do you want some strawberries?"
Su Yi's eyes lit up, "You have strawberries?"
Lan Fuchu glanced at her and said in a light voice, "No."
"… "
If there is no answer, why ask her? Is it fun to ask
"Call now and it will be ready soon." After saying that, he asked someone on the phone to send the strawberries over.
They had already applied for leave, which meant they didn't have to attend classes all day, and it also meant that Su Yi would have to stay in their dormitory all day. Su Yi had nothing to do, so he took a book from Lan Fuchu's desk and read it. He flipped through a few pages, then looked up at the books on Lan Fuchu's bookshelf, "Hegel, Theory of Relativity, Keynes, Personality Theory, Psychoanalysis, French, Russian, German, Spanish... Oh my god! Little Daibi, you're so knowledgeable?"
When Lan Fu first heard Su Yi praising him, he raised his eyes, and his translucent eyes reflected her, "What's wrong with that?"
"Do you understand these foreign languages?" I didn't expect that he, who came from a poor family, had such broad knowledge and was trained in the cultures of several countries. It really shows that you can't judge a book by its cover.
"Um."
Su Yi smiled, "He is indeed a top student, amazing."
"Don't you understand it all?"
"No, I'm fine with Chinese and English, but forget about French and Russian. They give me a headache just by looking at them."
After hearing this, Lan Fuchu, who was always a little aloof, also had a relaxed smile on his face. "I see that you are also well-read. You read several novels and comics a day. You are no less knowledgeable than me."
Su Yi blushed slightly and touched her nose with her hand. "It's okay. Those are just idle books. I just read them to kill time."
“Is studying really that boring?”
"You're so boring! I think you're not human. Don't you feel dizzy facing a pile of papers, materials and books all day long?"
Lan Fuchu thought about it and said, "I don't think so."
"…" Su Yi pursed her lips, "So this is the generation gap."
"The key class, oh, no, it's the high school students, who didn't make it this way?"
"That's not what I think." Su Yi held a book on quantum theory in his hand and pondered for a moment. "If you like to study hard, that's fine, but if you really have no interest, forcing them to do so will only backfire. Anyway, I don't want to be a nerd."
Lan Fuchu felt that there was something else behind her words. He glanced at her and chuckled, "So you're saying I'm a nerd?"
"Aren't you?" Su Yi asked back with a smile in his eyes.
Lan Fuchu looked into her eyes without getting annoyed. "Can't I just be curious? Enjoy studying and researching?"
"I don't see these three qualities in you. Instead, I think you live a pure life with few desires and a clean mind. You can become a monk at any time."
"… "
"That's not right. In fact, you have already reached the pinnacle and are almost immortal."
"… "
"Really, Xiao Daibi, I have never seen a boy as lifeless as you. You have temperament, you do. You are smart, you do. You are talented, you do. But your life seems meaningless. Don't you feel like an AI? Perfect, but numb?"
Lan Fuchu pondered for a moment and answered with only four words.
"It's just the way it is."
"Well, there's nothing wrong with that. Everyone should have their own unique personality. Just let it be as it is. It's best to let nature take its course."
Lan Fuchu pondered for a moment, then looked at her with a deep gaze, "I am angry at the world and vulgarity."
"What?"
"you."
Su Yi was stunned for a moment, then started laughing with him.
He was perfectly numb.
She is cynical.
Originally, they were parallel lines that had no chance of intersecting, but somehow, they gave rise to a complementary feeling of mutual appreciation.
perhaps…
Maybe it’s because they can see deep into each other’s soul.
At this time, someone called Lan Fuchu. He picked up the phone and said to Su Yi, "The strawberries have been delivered to school. I'll go get them at the school gate. You wait here for me."
"Okay." Su Yi responded and continued reading. After a while, she really had no interest in these profound and complicated books, so she threw the book aside and played WeChat on her mobile phone.
The first WeChat message was from Mu Nanxi: [Dead, dead, this time I’ve gotten too angry, my friend, Mo Ben is going to call me! ]
Su Yi was stunned when she saw the news: [What's going on? He took the bait? So quickly?]
Mu Nanxi: [Yes! ]
[…] Su Yi: [He is indeed a scumbag. He is so weak.]
Mu Nanxi: [He just kept asking for my phone number, and in a hurry, I gave him your cell phone number.]
Su Yi: […]
Letting down teammates
(End of this chapter)