It's not too late to start making friends.
After clinking the glasses, Qi Feng began to babble again, as if there were endless things to say.
Ling Ke didn't find it annoying, on the contrary, he enjoyed the feeling.
Due to Ling Ke's own personality problems, he can't always say a few words when interacting with people. Before others open their hearts to him, they will be the first to retreat because of his "coldness".
It is rare to have someone like Qi Feng who is not afraid of embarrassment and cold treatment. Even if he doesn't get a response, he can sing a one-man show for a long time.
Qi Feng's voice was neither impatient nor slow, it was like a slack string, pulling a pleasant tune, and it was like a sympathetic whisper, which made people feel like a spring breeze.
Ling Ke couldn't help thinking of Jiang Ying, who he met on TV five years ago, and wondered if Qi Feng had inherited his mother's good genes.
After the meal, the two slowly swayed back.
Passing by the convenience store, Qi Feng went to buy a bunch of ice mineral water and drinks.
He said that he was thirsty, and it would be uncomfortable if he didn't drink two or three liters of water a day, especially in this hot summer, when the two of them had just eaten the spicy hot pot again. Qi Feng said that he had to continue to replenish water, otherwise he would die.
Ling Ke was amused by him and laughed. When he walked into the convenience store, he saw the tissues at the counter. For some reason, he bought two packs.
Back in the dormitory, the last roommate has not yet appeared, presumably he will not come today, and Xie Qibao and his family live in the hotel and will not come back.
Ling Ke reacted only after realizing it—he and Qi Feng were the only two in the dormitory tonight.
On the first night of the reunion with the person I had a crush on for five years, I slept alone in the same room...
What's the difference between this, fuck it and open a house!
Compared to Ling Ke's inner mess, Qi Feng didn't seem to care about it.
That's right, in the eyes of normal people, what's wrong with two straight men sleeping in one dorm? I don't know how many rooms in this dormitory building have two straight men who are "frankly treating each other" and are at peace with each other.
Ling Ke took a few deep breaths and forced himself to calm down.
Qi Feng turned on the air conditioner, put down the suitcase and prepared to pack, Ling Ke took this time to use the bathroom first.
When taking a shower, Ling Ke couldn't help but feel excited when he thought that Qi Feng was only separated from him by a door...
…
After a quick vent, Ling Ke felt that he was dizzy and completely hopeless!
Afterwards, I flushed cold water for a full ten minutes to make sure that no smell was left in the bathroom, before putting on my clothes and pushing the door to go out.
Qi Feng opened both boxes, and all the luggage was poured out. The table was spread all over the floor in a mess, and there were a bunch of mineral water bottles that had just been emptied.
The originally tidy dormitory was so tossed by him that it was like a robbery.
Ling Ke wiped his head and asked, "What are you doing, how did you do this?"
Qi Feng looked at the things on the floor at a loss, and said distressedly: "I didn't expect that the dormitory has so little storage space for individuals. I feel that I have a lot of things that I can't put down."
Ling Ke looked at it carefully, and saw that Qi Feng brought clothes and shoes mostly, and nothing big.
He hung the towel around his neck, walked to Qi Feng's side and instructed, "First, pick out three or four sets of clothes and hang them in the closet."
Qi Feng said "oh" and obeyed obediently.
Seeing Qi Feng pull out a few pairs of underwear, Ling Ke's face became hot again.
Blinking and ignoring it, Ling Ke continued: "Pick out two pairs of shoes you've worn these days and put them under the writing desk, and wrap the rest up and put them on the lower level of the wardrobe... Well, fold the rest of the clothes and put them in the box, and wait for those sets. If you don’t have enough to change or get tired of wearing it, come back to the box to get it…”
With Ling Ke's help, after a while, the messy dormitory was restored to a clean state.
Qi Feng breathed a sigh of relief: "You are really amazing."
Ling Ke is speechless, what's so great about this
However, he didn't expect that Qi Feng, a handsome man in the circle of friends, is like a child who hasn't grown up in private, and he can't keep his things in good order.
Another point - "Why do you bring so many shoes?" Ling Ke frowned.
Among the things Qi Feng brought, there were five pairs of running shoes, sneakers, leather shoes, Martin boots, and Birkenstock shoes. No wonder he dragged two big boxes!
Ling Ke owns a pair of casual shoes and a pair of sports shoes. He has never touched other shoes before, and he won't buy them when he sees them, because he doesn't know how to match clothes at all. A pair of casual sneakers is almost versatile.
"Change clothes." Qi Feng said as a matter of course.
Ling Ke twitched the corners of his mouth. He, a gay man, doesn't know much about the current world of straight men.
After packing up the things, Qi Feng was refreshed, and "gudonggudong" filled half of the bottle of water again. He found a change of clothes and said, "I'm going to take a bath."
Ling Ke's heart skipped a beat, feeling a little guilty for some reason, and also took a bottle of ice water and drank it to calm down.
After two seconds, Qi Feng's voice came from the bathroom again: "Ling Ke, which towel is mine?"
Ling Ke walked in and pointed it out to him: "This, this, and a cup, this."
Qi Feng stared at the four white towels and two identical toothbrush cups on the top and bottom of the shelf, looking confused... Which one? Which? and which
Ling Ke: "Just remember that the one on the right is yours."
Men are left and women are right, why should you put yours on the right
Qi Feng raised his eyebrows, this time he didn't want to bear it any longer: "The colors are the same, what should I do if I make a mistake?"
Ling Ke was also a little embarrassed. When he bought it, he didn't expect to give the two a color.
However, two of the four towels are for face washing, and two are for body wiping.
Qi Feng made a clever move, and changed his face towel and Ling Ke's body towel, and said, "Okay, that's it, you use the small one, I'll use the big one."
He is a little taller than Ling Ke, and thinks such a distribution is reasonable.
Ling Ke heard the words, but the whole person froze: "I... This piece has already been wiped over."
Qi Feng waved his hand and said without disdain: "It's okay, I'll wash it with soap in a while."
Ling Ke: "…"
Maybe straight men are informal, and Ling Ke can't be bothered anymore.
But when he exited, he almost walked against the wall.
That towel, he just wiped himself... there.
... Although he had already washed it, Ling Ke still felt extremely ashamed when he thought that Qi Feng might use it to wash his face.
The problem wasn't just this, but it was clear that he knew it shouldn't, but when he imagined those filthy things, Ling Ke had another reaction.
Qi Feng took a shower much faster than him, and it was over in less than ten minutes.
At that time, Ling Ke was about to go to bed, and stepped on the iron bars with both feet up and down. He turned his head and saw Qi Feng was wearing a pair of loose beach pants and was shaking out of the bathroom with his shirtless shirt on. Muscles were still glowing with unwiped water.
… FUCK… FUCK!
Ling Ke's legs went weak and he almost fell off the ladder.
"Are you going to sleep?" Qi Feng asked, "It's only after nine o'clock."
"... Mmmm." Ling Ke trembled and climbed onto the bed, fell inside, turned his back to Qi Feng, and collapsed.
Qi Feng rustled under the bed, not knowing what to do, and went in and out of the bathroom twice.
After a while, he also climbed up.
Although the bed was attached to the table, it was not fixed to the wall. When someone climbed on it, there was a clear creaking sound, which made Ling Ke nervous, as if Qi Feng would climb over and lie directly beside him.
Seeing that Ling Ke's head was facing the other side, Qi Feng naturally wouldn't point his head to each other's feet, so the two of them could only sleep on their feet.
There are iron railings around the bedside and the end of the bed, one to prevent people from falling, and the other to prevent people from crossing the boundary and putting their feet on other people's beds.
Qi Feng was 1.87 meters tall, lying on the bed was like lying in an iron cage, unable to stretch his arms and legs.
For him who is used to sleeping in a big bed at home, the dormitory bed less than one meter wide is really uncomfortable.
He straightened his legs irritably and stretched his feet, trying to see if he would accidentally hit the iron rail at the end of the bed.
Unexpectedly, his feet went straight through the railing and touched something warm.
When the thing was touched by him, it quickly escaped.
Qi Feng was stunned for a while, and suddenly realized that what he had just touched was Ling Ke's foot.
"Did I just bump into you?... I'm sorry, this bed is too small."
After several seconds, a muffled voice came from the opposite side: "It's okay."
Ling Ke was almost spit out three liters of blood by Qi Feng just now, and died in battle.
He didn't dare to stretch his legs any longer, so he shrank up and hid under the covers, turned on the phone, and planned to watch some news to calm down.
After a while, he involuntarily clicked on WeChat and found Qi Feng's avatar.
In the dialogue with Qi Feng, there is still the only message from the other party—
Qi Feng: "I passed your friend verification request, and now we can start chatting."
The time is three years ago.
Ling Ke himself did not expect that today, three years later, he would sleep with Qi Feng in the dormitory of F University.
It was as if an electric current spread from the toe that Qi Feng had just touched to the whole body, and lit a fire on him, causing his whole body to scorch hot.
The first night was so "red chicken", Ling Ke didn't know what to do next.
Sighing lightly, Ling Ke habitually opened Qi Feng's circle of friends.
He was surprised to find that only a minute ago, Qi Feng had sent a message.
"I am done."
No pictures, no expressions, just three simple words.
Ling Ke looked confused.
what's over
If he hasn't reunited with Qi Feng now, if he doesn't understand, he won't understand, but the key is that Qi Feng stayed with him this night, and is still sleeping opposite him, what happened a minute ago Did it make him feel "finished"
Could it be... Recognizing the bed and being unable to sleep
Ling Ke felt that this conjecture was quite reliable. While sympathizing with Qi Feng, he also found it funny in his heart.
Swiping his thumb lightly, he stroked the other person's profile picture with a real photo, Ling Ke said to him in his heart, "Good night, Qi Feng."
Although he was very excited last night, Ling Ke's biological clock was fairly regular, and the excitement of his body could not withstand the inertia of his brain. He fell asleep before twelve o'clock.
After a good night's sleep, Ling Ke was still a little confused about where he was when he opened his eyes, and sat up after he had reacted.
- Qi Feng is still asleep.
I saw a quilt wrapped around him like a water snake.
The air conditioner in the dormitory was a little cold. Qi Feng held on to the quilt tightly and wrapped one arm around his body. It was obvious that he was so cold that he couldn't find the quilt cover. He looked a little pitiful.
Ling Ke stabilized his beating heart, climbed out of bed and turned off the air conditioner.
Then he walked gently into the bathroom, ready to brush his teeth. Looking down, Ling Ke found that the two identical toothbrush cups had been labelled with transparent adhesive.
The one on the left says "Maple" and the one on the right says "Can".
Next to the two characters, a cat head is also drawn.
[Interlude]
Ling Ke: He touched my foot.
Qi Feng: I'm done.
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After Ling Ke entered the bathroom, Qi Feng desperately poured himself ice water to get rid of the evil thoughts that "Ling Ke is taking a shower", while making the house a mess - ah, so irritable! Not good! Ling Ke is taking a bath!
Ling Ke: What's wrong with me taking a shower
Qi Feng looked wronged: You know what you did.
Ling Ke: …