Xie Ruan opened his eyes wide and looked at the banner. The banner also floated in the air and looked at him calmly. The two of them stared at each other across the dormitory bed for a long time. Finally, Xie Ruan's face turned pale and he squeezed out two words from his teeth: "Bo, Jin!"
He took a deep breath, stood up and walked to the end of the bed to tear off the annoying thing. His hand was stretched out, but when he saw the signature on the lower right corner, he stopped suddenly.
Because the banner itself was too eye-catching, and the words were too small, Xie Ruan didn't notice it at first.
"The person on the rooftop," Xie Ruan stared at the line of small words expressionlessly, his raised right hand trembling slightly.
"Hey, you're awake." Song Xinghe's voice suddenly came from under the bed.
Xie Ruan slowly and stiffly turned his head and pointed at the banner. He resisted the urge to act like a shark and asked calmly, "How did you get this thing up there?"
Song Xinghe jumped out of bed, his eyes no longer showing any sleepiness, only excitement and gossip.
He didn't even bother to change his clothes. He climbed down the ladder, held onto the bed railing and looked up at Xie Ruan. Instead of answering, he asked, "Don't hide it, Xiao Xie. Tell me, what's going on between you and Bo Shen?"
When Bo Jin knocked on the door yesterday, he got scared. He thought he had something urgent to do with Xie Ruan so late at night, so he wanted to wake Xie Ruan up, but was stopped by Bo Jin.
"No need to call him, I just came here to hang something." Bo Jin said.
Hanging something? Song Xinghe instantly thought of the multiplication table hanging in his five-year-old nephew's room.
Could it be that the God of Study also wanted to print out all the important knowledge points and hang them in their dormitory in order to urge Xie Ruan to study
That's great, his roommate can also benefit from it. He can take a few glances at it when he has nothing to do. Maybe he can get a few more points in the final exam.
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Song Xinghe saw Bo Jin take out a... banner from his schoolbag.
Song Xinghe: “???”
Bo Jin seemed to have no idea how shocking his actions were. He glanced around the room calmly and pointed at the chair by the window and said, "Can this be used?"
"Ah... Ah? Sure." Song Xinghe nodded absentmindedly. Before his brain could react, his hands had already moved the chair over attentively. "Master Bo, you use it. You use it."
Bo Jin raised his eyebrows, thinking that Xie Ruan was an interesting friend: "Thanks."
He thanked him, estimated the location of the banner in his mind, and stepped on it.
If this was done by anyone else, Song Xinghe would be furious. He ran to their dormitory to hang banners while Xie Ruan was asleep, as if he was dead!
But Bo Jin is different.
Is what the God of Learning said wrong? Of course not! A good horse never turns back. It is not easy to get rid of the scumbag and start a new life. You must not be soft-hearted just because he says a few nice words or begs you for help.
Moreover, Mr. Bo is talented and has good looks, but this is not the type of person he should look for in a relationship!
For Xie Ruan's future, Bo Shen sacrificed himself to be Shen Xingyun's control group. Song Xinghe felt that as a brother, he couldn't be a slacker.
He immediately picked up the scissors on the table without any psychological burden: "Master Bo, let me help you cut the tape."
So, the banner that Xie Ruan almost thought was a supernatural event was hung up by the two of them working together.
Xie Ruan didn't know what role his good friend played in this. He ignored Song Xinghe's gossip and patiently asked again: "What's going on with this thing?"
Unfortunately, birds of a feather flock together. The fact that Song Xinghe can play with Xie Ruan is naturally because they have similar personalities.
Song Xinghe ignored Xie Ruan's question and asked excitedly, "Xiao Xie, God Bo is so good to you, does he like you?"
Xie Ruan: "Don't talk nonsense, just listen to me first... He came to our dormitory last night?"
Song Xinghe: "You didn't sleep in the dormitory last time because you went to see him, right? You two were quite intense that day."
Xie Ruan: “…”
There was no way to continue chatting that day. Xie Ruan hit Song Xinghe on the head with a pillow, took out his cell phone and called Bo Jin directly: "Bo Jin, are you sick?"
When I raised my eyes, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the red color and immediately closed my eyes in disgust.
"Hmm?" Bo Jin's lazy voice came into my ears, with a slight hoarseness, obviously he had just woken up, "Does insomnia count?"
After a pause, he chuckled, "What day is today? You care about me so much so early in the morning."
"I won't argue with you," Xie Ruan took the phone from his ear, glanced at the time, and said coldly, "You have ten minutes to come and take your things away, otherwise don't blame me for not letting you live."
After thinking about it, he felt that describing Bo Jin as a person was too flattering, so he changed the word: "No, it means not leaving the dog behind."
There was a rustling sound on the other end of the phone. It should be Bo Jin putting on his clothes. Then Xie Ruan heard him say, "My things? You?"
Xie Ruan was furious: "How dare you scold me!"
Bo Jin paused while trying to pull up his pants. He had never expected that his focus would be so strange. He stared at the call interface in astonishment, and for a long while, he couldn't help laughing.
It's so cute, who can resist it.
"Hang it there," Bo Jin stood up from the bed. Thinking of the wristbands, he felt unhappy and the smile on his lips faded a little, "to save some people from being obsessed with their ex."
"No, what do you mean?" Xie Ruan sat up straight involuntarily, "Speak clearly."
Xie Ruan simply had no idea what was going on in his mind. Wasn't his attitude towards Shen Xingyun obvious enough? Where on earth did he come to this conclusion
"I can't even walk around the third floor."
"Oh, really?" Bo Jin opened the bathroom door and turned on his phone. "Then why are you wearing couple wristbands with him?"
Couple wristbands? What couple wristbands? Xie Ruan was stunned for a moment, and then he dug out the origin of the wristbands from his past memories.
"I..." Xie Ruan held his forehead, no longer able to be as confident as at the beginning, "Well, I really forgot."
His family didn't give him much living expenses every month, just enough to get by. The money he spent on pursuing Shen Xingyun before, in addition to the money he saved from his daily frugality, most of it came from the small treasury he had saved for more than ten years.
Now that his piggy bank was gone, he had less money to spend, so he had to save money. He made do with old things as they were usable, so he didn't pay much attention to the wristbands.
Who would have thought that this was actually a bomb.
"You wore it for so long yesterday, I'm sure I wasn't the only one who saw it..."
Bo Jin didn't continue, but Xie Ruan already understood. Thinking of the gossip level of those people in the school, he suddenly felt unwell.
He quickly climbed out of bed and threw the wristbands directly into the trash can.
"I threw it away," Xie Ruan wanted to wear it back to yesterday, and agreed when Bo Jin asked him to change the wristband. He rubbed his hair depressedly and said uncertainly, "I didn't wear it for long yesterday, so... not many people should have noticed it."
He threw it away so cleanly, without any reluctance. This made Bo Jin's heart, which had been soaked in green plum juice since last night, feel much better.
But the old beast is still an old beast, and it is impossible to expect him to have a change of heart and behave like a human being.
"Who knows?" Bo Jin was determined to teach Xie Ruan a lesson to see if he would dare to use things related to Shen Xingyun in the future. "Maybe besides the wristband, you have other couple items on you."
Xie Ruan was horrified, and now he had completely forgotten about the banner: "I'll go check it right away, and throw it away immediately if I find it."
Hearing this, Bo Jin finally felt comfortable. He curled his lips and smiled, then reached out to pick up the toothbrush in the mouthwash cup: "Be good, I'll bring you taro steamed buns later."
Xie Ruan spent the entire morning in the dormitory, filling up half of the trash can, and then hurried to the classroom.
He thought he would be greeted by a brand new day, but he never expected that what he saw was a brand new banner.
Unlike the one in the dormitory, this banner is only the size of an adult's palm. The sentence "A good horse never turns back to eat the grass it has turned back to" was shrunk very small, while the words "It's better to be in love with your deskmate" were infinitely magnified and pasted on his bookshelf in bright colors, making it very noticeable.
Xie Ruan really didn't know where he got so many crazy ideas from. He was already numb after this morning and couldn't even breathe. He just looked at Bo Jin with a stiff face: "Give me an explanation?"
Bo Jin handed him a bag of still hot taro steamed buns, leaned lazily against the back of his chair, and said meaningfully: "Just to remind you that it's better to have someone close to you."
Do you need to take advantage of every opportunity to be narcissistic
Xie Ruan complained in his heart and said perfunctorily: "Okay, you're the best, no one is better than you." and was about to tear down the small banner.
As soon as he raised his hand, Bo Jin held it down.
Bo Jin looked at him with a smile, with "skipping class" written on his left eye and "rooftop" written on his right eye.
Xie Ruan: “…”
You are so cruel! If he wants to stay, then stay. He is the top student in the grade and he is not afraid of rumors. Why should I be afraid
Xie Ruan had a wooden face and took advantage of the book to cover himself as he took a big bite of the taro steamed bun.
Although Xie Ruan tacitly accepted the existence of the small banner, he would still feel upset when he accidentally glanced at it occasionally. Thinking of the culprit who caused all this, he became more determined to stay away from Shen Xingyun.
When he heard someone discussing him, he would walk away immediately; when he saw posts related to him on the forum, he would never click on them; even when he passed the third floor, he would take bigger steps than those on other floors.
It was as if Shen Xingyun was some kind of plague god, and anyone who came into contact with him would be unlucky.
Bo Jin was in a good mood after seeing this.
During the break that afternoon, Xie Ruan, Bo Jin, and Sun Haoxiang went to the supermarket to buy snacks.
Boys of this age have big appetites, and coupled with heavy study workload, they are basically hungry all the time.
Xie Ruan was annoyed by the crowds in the supermarket. After buying two bags of instant noodles, he left and waited outside for Bo Jin and the others.
Just after I tore open the instant noodles and took a few bites, I saw Shen Xingyun and his group walking towards me.
The instant noodles in his hand suddenly lost their fragrance. Xie Ruan took out his cell phone and quickly sent a message to Bo Jin:
Brother Xie: I'll go back first.
Turned around and walked directly towards the teaching building.
Shen Xingyun, who was about to come over to say hello, said: "???"
Bo Jin and his companions came out after shopping and happened to see this scene.
Bo Jin curled his lips and couldn't help but smile.
Sun Haoxiang swallowed three dried sweet potatoes in one gulp and looked at Bo Jin with disdain: "Laugh, you still have the nerve to laugh, look at what you have tortured our Xiao Xie into."
Bo Jin smiled: "We?"
Sun Haoxiang was stunned for a moment, then he said, "Your Xiao Xie, your Xiao Xie is not good enough."
He couldn't help but mutter again: "You are still torturing me."
Holding banners and the like, is this something humans do
"How did I torture him?" Bo Jin opened the chat box with Xie Ruan and replied "OK". He put down his phone, glanced at Sun Haoxiang, and said slowly, "I'm reminding him that the best is right beside him, so don't rush to invest."
Sun Haoxiang: “…”
Sun Haoxiang had a mouthful of dried sweet potatoes stuck in his throat and he coughed loudly.
The author has something to say: I finally caught up with the 3,000 words I wrote on my phone