Le Yao was shocked when he saw his brother and Du Jing came back together with breakfast.
"What did you do?" Le Yao said, "Why did it get so dirty?"
Zhou Luoyang said: "I told you to sleep first, why are you still awake?"
Du Jing put the muddy suit jacket on the ground beside the shoe rack and nodded towards Leyao.
"I can't rest assured." Le Yao shook the wheelchair and said stubbornly, followed Zhou Luoyang from the hall to the kitchen, Zhou Luoyang opened the refrigerator, opened a can of juice, poured it down for a while, and handed it to Du Jing.
Du Jing took great care not to dirty Zhou Luoyang's house, took off his muddy socks, and stood barefoot on the floor drinking juice.
Zhou Luoyang took off his shirt first, and then pushed his younger brother into the bathroom to take a shower.
"Is it okay?" Le Yao asked worriedly, "I'll see something wrong with you when I come back in the afternoon.
Zhou Luoyang regained his senses and drew the shower curtain: "It's okay, that's Du Jing, my college roommate."
Le Yao asked, "Did you go out yesterday to see him?"
Du Jing opened the bathroom door and came in, also shirtless, threw his shirt in the laundry basket, untied the belt, and started urinating.
"Yes." Du Jing said in the sound of water, "We are going to open your grandfather's shop together."
Le Yao was blocked by the shower curtain. Zhou Luoyang wanted to remind Du Jing, but thought that it was like this in the bedroom before. He was taking a shower in the bathroom, and Du Jing came in directly to use the bathroom, never avoiding him.
Le Yao said, "Someone is heading home today..."
Zhou Luoyang: "Just hang up next time."
Le Yao laughed, but he didn't expect his brother to guess what he wanted to say. Du Jing whistled and asked Chao Leyao, "Is there a caller ID?"
Le Yao didn't answer, he still didn't know how to get along with this new friend who broke into his life.
Du Jing said, "Use your towel and razor."
"Use it," Zhou Luoyang replied, "the brown one, there's a new toothbrush in the cupboard, don't you take a bath?"
Du Jing finished shaving his beard, washed his face, and said, "If you rub my back, I'll wash it."
Zhou Luoyang didn't answer, so Du Jing left the bathroom and went to check the caller ID of Zhou Luoyang's house.
"Are you guys okay?" Le Yao asked.
"Well." Zhou Luoyang said, "In the university dormitory, we lived together for two years, and we used to talk about everything."
Le Yao said, "I can see that it's better than Fang Zhou?"
Fang Zhou is a good friend of Zhou Luoyang.
Zhou Luoyang suddenly remembered a sentence, laughed, and Le Yao asked, "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing, better than him." What Zhou Luoyang thought of was when Fang Zhou asked him, "How good is your relationship with Du Jing?" Zhou Luoyang jokingly said, "How much you can help each other jerk off."
Le Yao stuck his head out and glanced outside the shower curtain.
"Is there an email from the school," Zhou Luoyang asked, "I'll reply later."
"Yeah." Le Yao yawned, obviously already very sleepy.
Zhou Luoyang dried Le Yao's hair, changed his clothes, carried him out, and put him in front of the dining table. Du Jing, however, a gust of wind entered the bathroom.
"I'll go first," Zhou Luoyang went in, "you accompany Le Yao."
"Together?" Du Jing looked up at the nozzle and twisted it a few times.
"Don't make trouble." Zhou Luoyang said.
Du Jing went out to accompany Le Yao again, and Zhou Luoyang came out after washing, only to see that the two of them had already chatted last time, so they rushed Du Jing to take a shower, and found out his T-shirt for him to change, the size was a little smaller , let him barely fit in.
Before breakfast, Du Jing poured himself a glass of water, poured out a lot of pills from the medicine box, and ate them one by one under Le Yao's watch.
"Are you sick?" Le Yao asked.
"Yeah." Du Jing replied without avoiding him.
After the three of them had breakfast, when Zhou Luoyang was packing his things, he heard Du Jingchao Leyao say, "I'll take you in and sleep, which is your room?"
"I'll do it myself." Le Yao wanted to move to the wheelchair.
Du Jing picked him up, and Le Yao could only say, "Thank you."
Zhou Luoyang collected the garbage, and when he heard Du Jing carry Le Yao away, he said, "Luoyang's younger brother is my younger brother, you're welcome."
He stopped in the kitchen, was silent for a moment, and gently pinched the bridge of his nose. Tears were rolling in his eyes, and he wanted to pour out involuntarily.
When he entered the room, Du Jing was already lying on the bed, looking at the things in Zhou Luoyang's drawer, and took out a photo of the two of them in college.
Zhou Luoyang stepped forward and kicked the drawer with one foot. At that moment, Du Jing immediately pulled out his hand and was not caught. The drawer made a muffled noise.
Du Jing: "..."
Zhou Luoyang looked at Du Jing, and Du Jing gave way to the side, motioning him to sleep inside.
"Go to sleep." Zhou Luoyang said.
"You sleep inside," Du Jing replied, "I used to sleep like this in the bedroom, don't resist."
Zhou Luoyang had no choice but to step over Du Jing, and Du Jing stretched out his arm again, signaling to Zhou Luoyang.
"No." Zhou Luoyang knew what he meant by asking him if he would sleep, and replied, "Go to sleep, you must be very tired."
Du Jing's voice was suddenly a little tired, and he replied, "Yes, I haven't had a good night's sleep in three years."
Zhou Luoyang swiped his phone and replied, "Let your little roommate sleep with you."
Du Jing couldn't hear these words and was already asleep.
Zhou Luoyang couldn't fall asleep. Although he hadn't slept for a long time, Du Jing's reappearance, along with the many secrets hidden behind him, was like a violent storm in an instant, as if it destroyed his entire world.
Just like the typhoon that blew on the day they met.
What the hell is he doing? Interpol? detective? Agent? Special police of state organs? Where has he been in the past three years? What happened
Zhou Luoyang still remembered that they discussed what they wanted to do in the future after graduating from university, only once, but only once.
And Du Jing's answer to this is: I haven't thought about it yet, what do you want to do
"I have no idea."
That day, Zhou Luoyang took Du Jing with him to take a mental health class together. The topic was about the realization of self-worth in life.
It was a rainy day. Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass of the large multi-functional classroom, the rainwater slowly meandered and crawled, forming a cross current, just like the fate trajectory of people in the long river of time. run something.
Just like the rainy day when he reunited with Du Jing many years later, Zhou Luoyang didn't know his future self, and he would face the death of his father and the paralysis of his younger brother one after another, and his life would be turned upside down overnight.
"My grandfather has a store," Zhou Luoyang said. "I always wanted me to take over, but I don't want to be the store manager."
Du Jing asked, "What store?"
"Antique clocks." Zhou Luoyang replied, "But if you don't have a goal, maybe you will go back to be a store manager. After all, people have to have a job."
Du Jing rarely talks about himself, and Zhou Luoyang doesn't ask. They are like most normal roommates. They have lunch and dinner in the cafeteria, sit together in public classes, and go back to study at night, listen to music, and read books for a while. . As long as Zhou Luoyang is sleepy, he will ask Du Jing for advice. Du Jing nods every time, never defies Zhou Luoyang, and turns off the lights to sleep.
It was really suitable to live with Du Jing. At first, Zhou Luoyang thought he was too silent, but meeting this roommate was the most ingenious arrangement of fate. They don't like to stay up late, they don't quarrel about cleaning, they don't make any noise when each other is sleeping, they can understand and coordinate their work and rest time with each other, and they like cleanliness among boys.
You don't even need to install bed curtains, the air conditioner can be turned on whenever you want, and you don't have any opinion on electricity and water bills.
No one is shouting and drinking and playing games. The two sides don't have girlfriends, and they don't use videos and endless phone calls. In their spare time, they read books, surf the Internet, listen to music, and watch movies.
This is Zhou Luoyang's roommate who respects each other's private space the most, and when they get along with each other, they don't seem restrained or cramped at all, as if the bedroom is an independent little world that belongs only to the two of them.
Zhou Luoyang knew that Du Jing had caused a lot of discussion about his character, about his family background, and about the scars on his face.
Whenever he was in a professional class, Mr. Du Jing was alone, sitting in the corner of the last row of the classroom, deliberately keeping a distance from his classmates, never going to dinner parties, and rarely talking to people unless necessary.
He doesn't like dealing with people very much, and Zhou Luoyang can understand this kind of character. Some people's definition of a friend is to divide it into a very small territory, which can not hold many people, but the person who is recognized can see his true side.
Zhou Luoyang accepted Du Jing only on the third day, and it took Du Jing nearly a month and a half to accept Zhou Luoyang.
He felt that he never liked to deal with too many people, and always felt that it was very tiring, but since childhood, everyone told him that socialization is necessary, and a life without socialization is an incomplete life. This made him fight for many years, but after getting to know Du Jing, he began to slowly discover that he could survive without socializing, and even make himself feel more at ease, why not do it
So he also learned from Du Jing, deliberately narrowed his social circle, and only devoted his energy to what he was really interested in, and immediately felt much more relaxed.
"I want to do some challenging work." Du Jing said.
Zhou Luoyang said: "For example? Going to explore Mars?"
Du Jing didn't answer. On the podium, the professor talked about love and family again, trying to instill a "correct" view of love and life in college students.
"Have you ever had a girlfriend?" Zhou Luoyang was a little curious.
"No." Du Jing regained his senses and asked, "How about you?"
Their conversations were always polite, almost polite, but Zhou Luoyang knew that this was the real Du Jing.
"Yes," Zhou Luoyang said, "but it never happened."
Du Jing nodded, Zhou Luoyang smiled and said, "Everyone said I was the central air conditioner."
Zhou Luoyang has talked about many girlfriends. He has been very warm to people since he was a child, and he is very good at taking care of people. He has many friends in middle school, and it is because of this that he has caused many complaints.
This is the first time Zhou Luoyang has talked to Du Jing about love. Zhou Luoyang is occasionally a little curious, has Du Jing not seen those little movies? At least during the more than a month of getting along, Zhou Luoyang has not heard Du Jing open any related videos. Of course, although there are not many videos saved on his computer, boys always save some.
"You see this?" Zhou Luoyang shared it with Du Jing, while Du Jing looked at it politely for a while and nodded.
Zhou Luoyang: "???"
This reaction obviously did not play cards according to common sense.
"I sent you?" Zhou Luoyang said.
"Okay." Du Jing replied.
"You..." Zhou Luoyang glanced at a certain part of Du Jing, but couldn't see any movement, "Don't you feel anything?"
"In class." Du Jing reminded, "What do you want to do in the last row? Do you need me to block it for you?"
Zhou Luoyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
After class, they had lunch in the professors' cafeteria. This small cafeteria was very close to the dormitory building, and few students came. Zhou Luoyang went to make a meal and came back with a bottle of water.
Du Jing has always been sullen and lacking in energy these days. When waiting for Zhou Luoyang, he didn't know where to look in a daze.
"Have you not taken your medicine today?" Zhou Luoyang reminded.
Du Jing was startled. He was woken up by Zhou Luoyang when he went out in the morning. He forgot for a while. For a long time, Zhou Luoyang would occasionally see him getting up early to take medicine, but he never asked him what was wrong, and Du Jing never said anything.
"I didn't bring the medicine box," Du Jing said a little unnaturally, "Let's go back and talk about it."
Zhou Luoyang took out the medicine box from his pocket and took it for him before going out in the morning. He just forgot about it for a while and only remembered now.
Du Spotted his head, took medicine, and the two ate casually.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Luoyang finally asked.
Du Jing glanced at Zhou Luoyang, and Zhou Luoyang immediately explained: "I'm not curious to ask more, I just think... Well, if there is anything, we stay together every day, and I need to go to the doctor temporarily. When asked about me It’s also helpful. If you believe me, you can tell me, so that you can be safe and deal with it.”
Zhou Luoyang is telling the truth. He knows that Du Jing doesn't want to say it, but if his roommate has a history of heart disease or other genetic diseases, he must take Du Jing to see a doctor immediately. If you don't know, you will be very passive.
"It won't be as dangerous as you think." Du Jing just replied.
Although Zhou Luoyang was worried, he still nodded: "That's good."
But soon after, a sudden accident suddenly revealed Du Jing's secret to Zhou Luoyang unreservedly - because Du Jing still used Zhou Luoyang's Apple ID.
Nearly two months ago, Zhou Luoyang told Du Jing of his account. Du Jing used it to download some applications, and then forgot to log out. In the same wireless network environment, devices using the same account default to held by the same person. After logging in to the Safari web browser with your mobile phone, and then going to the computer, the web page you are using will automatically pop up.
When Du Jing went to class that day, the mobile phone was charging in the dormitory. Zhou Luoyang was about to check the information, and suddenly the computer popped up a web page with a small Weibo on it.
Zhou Luoyang thought it was his homepage, so he opened it and took a look. The first scene that caught his eye was:
[I don’t want to live more and more. If it weren’t for suicide in the dormitory, it would bring him trouble.]
Zhou Luoyang: "!!!"
Zhou Luoyang was startled on the spot, whose Weibo is this? Did I sleepwalk on Weibo last night
The release time was midnight yesterday, four forty-seven.
Zhou Luoyang pressed two fingers on the touch screen, slid over gently, and saw the second one.
[Sometimes like the king of the world, sometimes like a beggar. I only talked to him less than ten words today, and I can see that he doesn't like being disturbed by me, and just wants to read a book quietly.]
The release time of the second day was more than three o'clock the night before yesterday.
Zhou Luoyang: "…"
Article 3: [I went to see a movie today, it was a bad movie. But the taste of the popcorn was not bad, which dispelled many thoughts in my mind. This film doesn't make sense, and he didn't find it, or has found it, and didn't say it to spoil the fun.]
Article 4: [Irritated, uneasy, I am afraid that it is going to change the stage, from now on, you must control yourself.]
…
[It's really boring to have to go to class every day to study content that can be completed in one year. But what can you do if you don't go to school?]
…
[future? There is no future, no past, and falling in love will only harm others and oneself. People always have a job, right. He may never understand. The seventh day of insomnia, can't sleep all night, can't sleep, can't sleep... Control myself, can't turn on the light to wake him up.]
…
Zhou Luoyang looked up from the computer, turned to look at Du Jing's desk, and his shocked and confused eyes were reflected in the full-length mirror. Du Jing's cell phone lay quietly on the desk, and Zhou Luoyang understood:
This is Du Jing's Weibo account.