When Du Yan woke up, he felt that something was wrong.
This is the second time, he is the first person to get up in the dormitory.
Du Yan thinks that the reason why Shi An overslept can be explained. After all, he exposed such a big secret in front of him last night, and insomnia at night is also a normal phenomenon.
Zhang Jing, whose daily routine was almost unstoppable, why did he oversleep again
Du Yan stood in front of Zhang Jing's bed, leaning on the edge of the bed to take a good look.
This time, he didn't dare to play a prank on Zhang Jing's face. Last time, the two of them had an awkward prank for a while, which made Du Yan clearly realize that this was Zhang Jing's thunder area, and it was best not to step on it.
Du Yan only found that something was wrong on Zhang Jing's face, and there seemed to be some bruises on his chin. Perhaps his eyes were too focused, Zhang Jing's eyelashes moved slightly, and then opened his eyes.
"..." Zhang Jing was a little confused at first. When he saw the person in front of him clearly, he subconsciously smiled, "What are you doing?"
Du Yan raised his hands to signal his innocence: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to scribble on your face this time."
Du Yan said this casually, but Zhang Jing was stunned.
Because from Du Yan's words, and the dispute at the same time yesterday, he found that some things might really be wrong.
If Du Yan said that he was lying by scribbling on his face, it would have taken so long. It is impossible for Du Yan to still remember the lie at the beginning, and at this time, he still continues the setting of the lie at the time.
Something is not quite right.
Just before Zhang Jing could think about it, he heard Du Yan ask, "What's wrong with your chin? You were beaten in the middle of the night last night?"
Zhang Jing touched it subconsciously, and then made a "his-" sound, the pain from his chin let him know that there must be a bruise there.
He explained: "It's nothing, I accidentally knocked it in my sleep yesterday."
It's not early now, Du Yan originally wanted to wake Zhang Jing and Shi An, so he didn't try to hide his voice, he laughed: "You still say that I don't sleep honestly, and I don't sleep well! I feel like I can make my chin go green."
Zhang Jing was laughed at by Du Yan, but he didn't refute, but looked over with some distress: "Is Qing very powerful?"
It was only then that Du Yan remembered that the person in front of him attached great importance to his appearance, and it was really tortured to let him go to class with a bruise.
It was rare for him to feel some compassion in his heart, so he reached out and said, "Fortunately, I'll rub it away for you, so it shouldn't be so obvious."
Du Yan was rubbing Zhang Jing's chin when Shi An also got up and asked, "What are you talking about?"
Du Yan turned around and said, "Zhang Jing made his chin go green when he was sleeping. I'll rub him to avoid disfigurement."
"… "
Shi An was silent, he finally knew how he could beat Zhang Jing in the face with his own strength last night, so he was waiting here.
The more Shi An thought about it, the more unhappy he became, so he looked directly over, just in time to meet Zhang Jing's eyes.
So scheming!
Ah.
The two made eye contact between the electric light and flint.
Shi An got out of bed silently, but when he was about to land, he suddenly let out a painful cry: "Ouch!"
Du Yan looked over and saw that Shi'an was in pain while clutching his stomach, so he hurried over and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Shi An replied, "I got up last night to go to the toilet, and accidentally bit my stomach on the corner of the table."
When Du Yan heard this, he lifted his clothes to see, and there was a bruise on his belly: "Hey, it's quite serious. I have medicinal wine for bruises and injuries, can I rub it for you?"
Du Yan is a restless person. Before living on campus, his grandma forcibly stuffed a few bottles of medicinal wine into the box, for fear that he would fight so hard that his nose would be bruised and his face would be swollen.
"It's almost time for class." Zhang Jing's cold and indifferent voice sounded, "If you want to rub your stomach or something, come back during lunch break, and I can also help."
At the end of a busy day of schoolwork, Zhang Jing and Du Yan were doing problems in the dormitory.
Today is a routine tutoring lecture time. In order not to disturb other students who have stayed to study, they usually go back to the dormitory to give lectures.
Zhang Jing looked at Du Yan who was concentrating in front of him, but his mind slowly drifted away.
Perhaps it was because of that incident that he discovered his feelings for Du Yan. Out of escape or some kind of mentality, Zhang Jing never thought about what happened that morning.
Du Yan's original explanation was that he was just a prank, but Zhang Jing spontaneously explained that Du Yan was just shy because he believed that Du Yan liked him.
He even found a few reasons to testify. Now that I think about it, those reasons are too subjective to be counted at all.
Although Zhang Jing didn't want to think about the possibility that Du Yan actually only regarded him as a friend, he was not an escapist. Since there are doubts, it still needs to be verified, and then his life plan can be adjusted accordingly.
"Du Yan." Zhang Jing said, "I want to trouble you with something."
"what?"
In just a moment, Zhang Jing had already figured out the method of temptation: "When you played a prank last time, is the pen you used to paint on my face still there?"
Du Yan was a little strange: "Why are you asking this? Turning over old accounts?"
Zhang Jing smiled and said, "What are you thinking? My dad will go to H city for business in a few days, and I want him to bring me something back. You also know that he forgets things when he is busy, so I thought of writing to him. On the dashboard of the car, I can't forget it. But I'm afraid I won't be able to erase it with other pens, so I remember the last time you played a prank."
"That's it, it's still there." Du Yan felt relieved when he heard that Zhang Jing was not going to turn over the old accounts.
He got up straight away and pulled out the marker from his desk.
Du Yan handed the pen to Zhang Jing, and was quite proud: "I found this in a small shop. It's only for pranks. It can be wiped off with water or a damp cloth without leaving any traces. It's easy to use."
Zhang Jing looked at the pen in his hand, but his heart was getting colder.
Even at this point, he was still a little unwilling, got up and said, "I'll try it."
Du Yan looked at Zhang Jing's back in a hurry, with a blank expression on his face, thinking about what happened to Zhang Jing, isn't it just a marker pen, how can he act so solemnly.
Zhang Jing, who came out of the bathroom, looked even more strange. The whole person seemed to be in a trance, and he seemed to be hit hard.
Du Yan looked at Zhang Jing sitting opposite him in a daze. He didn't say a word for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "Zhang Xiaojing, don't scare me. What's wrong with you?"
Zhang Jing raised his head and looked over with a very serious expression: "Du Yan, we have been brothers for so long, I haven't asked, what do you think of me?"
Du Yan blinked: "Are you a ghost? Asking such a literary question?"
Zhang Jing didn't answer his words, and didn't mean to joke. He looked over with heavy eyes: "I have no other intentions, I just want you to answer me seriously."
Seeing that he was very serious, Du Yan scratched his head and thought for a while: "Although you are a bit too serious, it's annoying to nagging, thinking about things too thoroughly, and planning your life when you are only a teenager. At the age of sixty, I don't know what it means to enjoy life in time..."
Du Yan looked at himself every time he said something, his face became darker, he quickly retracted his wild horse-like thinking, and returned to the topic: "But, in my heart, you will always be my best buddy, For a lifetime. I will definitely be the first to think of you when something happens, no matter whether it is good or bad, you will always be the most reliable person in my heart."
After Du Yan finished speaking, Zhang Jing did not speak, and there was silence in the air.
Zhang Jing closed his eyes, as if he was calming down some emotions, and then asked in a low voice, "That's it, gone?"
Seeing this, Du Yan thought that he was too much to complain before, and he should praise him again, so he tentatively added: "Well, you are really good, you are a good person."
"..." Zhang Jing suddenly understood the feelings of those girls who like Du Yan chatting with him.
The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, when rivals in love meet. It was still the small terrace at the end of the dormitory corridor.
Zhang Jing looked into the distance, his face was not very good-looking: "Why did you ask me to come out? Do you still want to fight?"
Shi An smiled a little maliciously: "I heard it."
Zhang Jing looked over with sharp eyes: "What did you hear?"
Shi An didn't feel scared at all, but shrugged: "Yesterday you eavesdropped on our conversation, and today I eavesdropped on your conversation, it's even."
"so?"
"So we are on the same starting line at all. In Du Yan's heart, we are just good buddies." When Shi An said this, there was nothing unwilling, but rather strange gloating.
"So what, is it necessary to call me out to demonstrate in the middle of the night? You are no better than me." Zhang Jing was in a bad mood, and now he is a little ruthless when he speaks.
However, Shi An said with a smile: "I just want to say that today I have drawn a clear line with Jian Sisi. In the future, everyone will compete fairly and give more advice. We are still good friends, but we just have one more rival in love. What do you think? "
"Boring." Zhang Jing glanced at Shi An, turned and walked in.
When he turned around, Shi An saw Zhang Jing's slightly invisible nod, and with a smile, he pushed the door and walked in.