Bian Nan lay on the bed for several minutes, finally sat up, and got off the bed lightly.
In fact, several people in the dormitory have very strong sleep skills. Let alone someone walking, even if the stool fell down, as long as they didn't hit him, they wouldn't wake them up.
Usually when Bian Nan gets up in the middle of the night, he always walks as he pleases. Occasionally, when he is in a hurry to urinate, he even kicks the stool and the basin all the way.
But today is not enough.
Inexplicably, he changed to tiptoeing, and when he walked out of the dormitory, he felt relieved like a thief coming out of someone's house.
Bian Nan didn't know what was wrong with him, he could see the thief's state by watching a video, and he didn't steal anything with his fucking empty hands.
It can only be said that the video stimulated him a bit too much.
On such a cold day, he would walk slowly from the dormitory through the hallway to the toilet in his pants, and the gun held in his pants was not affected at all.
He sighed, leaned over the sink, stuck his head in there, and turned on the faucet.
A gust of cold water suddenly poured onto his head, it was too exciting to do this in the middle of the night on a cold day, so excited that Bian Nan jumped up suddenly, knocking the back of his head on the faucet three times before he backed away.
"Fuck." Bian Nan just wanted to wake himself up, but he didn't expect the effect to be so amazing.
He squatted on the ground with his head covered for a long time, and the pain in the back of his head finally passed away slowly. He touched it and found a bulge.
Well, this time I'm completely awake.
After squatting for several minutes, he stood up, covered his head and slowly returned to the dormitory.
He wiped all the water off his head and body with a towel, nestled under the quilt, and sighed long.
Originally, I slept at Qiu Yi's house in the afternoon, and I was quite energetic at night. After watching the refreshing video, I poured cold water at the end, and the effect was comparable to eating two mouthfuls of mustard raw, and then kneading a bag at the end...
I guess I don't need to sleep tonight.
Hearing Wan Fei and Zhu Bin's high and low snoring, he was extremely envious. Not only did he sleep very well, but he was also so loud that others couldn't sleep...
He took out the MP3 from under the pillow and plugged in the earphones.
The music coming from the earphones is the guzheng that he doesn't like to listen to the most. It is usually used as a culture medium for drowsiness.
The effect of the music was good. After more than an hour, amidst the bouncing pain in the back of his head and the wild thoughts in his head, Bian Nan finally felt sleepy.
He heaved his body in relief.
But it's not much different between sleeping and not sleeping that night.
It's all a dream.
It's also the invisible kind.
The scenes in the video were repeated repeatedly, and the protagonists were replaced by him and Qiu Yi.
It was Wan Fei who woke him up in the morning: "Brother Nan! Brother Nan! Don't worry, I have to run another five kilometers!"
Bian Nan opened his eyes in a daze, and was dragged up from the bed by Wan Fei, who was already fully dressed, feeling terribly sleepy.
But when he thought of the dream last night, he woke up all of a sudden, and suddenly felt a particularly ashamed feeling all over his body, and subconsciously glanced at his pants.
"Don't be stunned, what are you thinking! We are both late for more than ten minutes!" Wan Fei threw his clothes on him, "Hurry up!"
Running a five-kilometer or ten-kilometer penalty is commonplace for Bian Nan. There is no problem after running, but it is better not to run. Bian Nan put away his thoughts, grabbed his clothes and put them on randomly, without thinking about his face After washing, he ran out of the dormitory with Wan Fei.
After leaving the school gate, he ran in the opposite direction for a while, and met the team that had already run a circle. Fortunately, Lao Jiang didn't ride a bike to follow today, and the two of them followed at the end of the team.
He and Wan Fei always had to chat while running, and Lao Jiang annoyed them the most when they talked while running, saying that the amount of lung capacity wasted while running was enough to run another three kilometers.
Today he didn't say a word, and ran forward with his head depressed. Wan Fei said a few words to him, but he didn't even hear them clearly. After three times, Wan Fei frowned and waved: "Okay, let's run, don't talk."
Bian Nan didn't speak any more, and continued to follow the team.
"Brother Nan," Wan Fei continued after running not far away, and this time he poked his finger on Bian Nan's back before speaking, "There's something wrong with you..."
Bian Nan was ticklish at first, and when he poked him suddenly while he was thinking, he jumped up reflexively, and slapped him on the arm back.
"Hey!" Wan Fei put his arms around his arms and rubbed them hard, "You're fucking a thief!"
"If you have something to say, it's fine, if you poke me suddenly, can I not hit a thief!" Bian Nan glared at him.
"I just said so much, did you hear me?" Wan Fei clicked his tongue a few times, and pointed at his face, "You have been so virtuous since last night, what are you doing?"
"What's the matter with you? Run your steps, and run another three kilometers if you have the vital capacity to talk!" Bian Nan finished and continued to run forward.
"Speak up if you have anything to do," Wan Fei followed behind him, "Wan Fei, a boredom-relieving little expert, is at your service at any time, high-quality service is available 24 hours a day, on call..."
After the running, the team dispersed a bit, but Bian Nan still followed at the end, walking slowly towards the school gate, staring down at the fallen leaves on the ground.
It's almost time for snow.
"Brother Nan," Wan Fei walked slowly beside him, "You... hey?"
"Hey what?" Bian Nan glanced at him, and found that he was looking at the opposite side of the road, followed his gaze, and Bian Nan saw Qiu Yi standing on the opposite side of the road.
That white bicycle is very eye-catching. It should have been repaired after the last battle. The brace that was broken by him has been replaced. Qiu Yi is straddling the bicycle, holding the handlebar in one hand and drinking a carton of milk in the other. .
"Fuck, what is he doing?" Bian Nan immediately glanced at the team in front, sure enough, everyone's faces were facing the other side of the road.
"The boss before the shipping came to inspect the former battlefield." Wan Fei was happy.
Seeing that Bian Nan found him, Qiu Yi drank the milk in his hand, squeezed the milk carton, threw it into the trash can next to him, and then rode away on his bike.
Bian Nan took out his mobile phone and dialed Qiu Yi's number: "Are you sick, did you come here early in the morning to protest?"
"I passed by and suddenly wanted to experience the feeling of being provocative here before." Qiu Yi said with a smile.
Bian Nan was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "Is that a provocation? I thought you fell in love with me then."
"Ouch!" Wan Fei shouted, and walked aside.
"How is it possible," Qiu Yi said with wind in his voice, "I'm not sick, but I can still fall in love with you if you hit me? Shaking M isn't like that."
"Don't come here for lunch and stand around here again. Come in the morning and come again at noon. There will definitely be a fight." Bian Nan looked at the people in front of him, and many of them looked unhappy, especially Pan Yifeng's. Disciples and grandchildren.
Few of these people are really for Pan Yifeng, they just want to find an excuse to fight hard after Pan Yifeng is gone, and strive to become the next person who walks sideways in the sports school.
"I'll be waiting for you at the intersection of the snack street. I want to eat dumplings." Qiu Yi said.
"No problem." Bian Nan said with a smile.
After hanging up the phone, Wan Fei came over and put his arms around his shoulders: "Hurry up, while you're in a good mood, tell me what happened to you from last night to now?"
"Fuck," Bian Nan glanced at him, "Can't you wait until I want to say it?"
"Isn't that what you are like? If people don't force you to say it, you'll probably just hold back." Wan Fei looked at him with disgust, "I'm not doing it for your own good."
"Don't talk to me like an old lady." Bian Nan pushed him away.
"You don't want to talk," Wan Fei glared at him, walked forward with a shake of his hands, and turned around after walking a few steps, "Young master waiting for you."
"Hey, hurry up and go." Bian Nan was a little helpless.
Bian Nan finds it difficult to say such things, even though he is indeed suffering from suffocation now.
If it wasn't for Qiu Yi and the man, he would have discussed it with Wan Fei a long time ago.
But if he really wanted to change to a girl, he wouldn't have this trouble.
He didn't listen to class all morning, and looked boredly at Wan Fei who was sleeping soundly and deliciously on the table next to him. The final exam was coming soon, and the teacher mostly asked him to do the questions and handed out some papers for writing in class.
Bian Nanpao didn't write a few questions on the paper, but he was so sleepy that he could hardly keep his eyes open, and his heart was still confused. He always felt that something was missing, which made people feel uneasy.
He stayed like this until the last class, during the break, he pushed Wan Fei: "Little expert, don't sleep."
Wan Fei rubbed his eyes: "What?"
"Go around the playground." Bian Nan stood up and walked out of the classroom.
"Let's go to class now," Wan Fei followed him and looked at his phone, "No more?"
"Who cares whether you attend class or not right now." Bian Nan stretched.
When the class bell rang, they hid in the old equipment storage next to the playground.
"Want cigarettes?" Wan Fei took out the cigarette case and handed it to Bian Nan.
Bian Nan took out one and lit it in his mouth, biting the filter and shaking the cigarette butt up and down.
When the smoke was halfway burning, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on the video he downloaded yesterday, muted it, and put it in Wan Fei's hand: "Look."
Wan Fei took the phone, looked down, and immediately shouted: "Fuck!"
Bian Nan didn't make a sound, he looked up at Bian Nan, then lowered his head and shouted into the phone: "Damn it!"
The video was turned off before it finished playing, Wan Fei patted Bian Nan on the shoulder: "Fuck, you were looking for this yesterday?"
"I didn't find it," Bian Nan stared at the cigarette butt, "I just smoked it."
"You are so virtuous just because you watched a pornographic film about a guy?" Wan Fei looked at him.
"En." Bian Nan took the phone and put it back in his pocket.
"What's wrong?" Wan Fei asked.
Bian Nan was silent for a while before softly saying: "... awkward."
"Awkward?" Wan Fei was stunned, "It shouldn't be, isn't it the same as we watch porn?"
"It's not the same." Bian Nan replied very simply.
"Different? What's the difference? Isn't it just...doing it." Wan Fei scratched his head.
"That was with a man..." Bian Nan frowned, not knowing what to say.
"Nonsense, don't you like men?" Wan Fei was even more confused by his words.
"That's not what it means... hey, it's just... just... awkward." Bian Nan didn't say why for a long time.
"Why are you so awkward?" Wan Fei also frowned, thinking for a long time, "You didn't respond?"
"Yes," Bian Nan put out the cigarette butt on the ground, and poked it repeatedly, "there's a lot of reaction."
"Then..." This time it was Wan Fei's turn, not knowing what to say.
"I just feel uncomfortable," Bian Nan took another cigarette from the pack and lit it up, "I don't know what to say, just, I feel awkward in my heart, my body... responds, but I don't even feel like masturbating." No, do you understand that?"
"I... can I say I don't understand?" Wan Fei still frowned.
Bian Nan didn't speak.
Wan Fei frowned and thought about it for a long time: "It's just... the battle between instinct and reason?"
"Fuck," Bian Nan let him talk amused, "what's the matter with reason?"
"That's right, when you're going to confess your love to someone, you're irrational, so I'll reorganize my language," Wan Fei scratched his hair, "It's instinct and... and..."
"I just think about it physically, but I can't accept it in my heart." Bian Nan interrupted him and said quickly.
"Hey! That's right!" Wan Fei pointed at him, "That's right, that's what it means."
Bian Nan lay back on the mat and let out a long breath.
That's right.
This is what has been on his mind since he watched the film yesterday.
Whether it's watching a movie or facing Qiu Yi in a dream, there is excitement and impulsiveness, but it is unacceptable to do this with a man.
"Have you discussed this with Qiu Yi?" Wan Fei lay down beside him.
"It's okay for me to tell him that I'm sick?" Bian Nan said, after thinking for a while, he added, "How can I say that, Qiu Yi, I like to touch and kiss you, But I don't want to do it with you?"
Wan Fei was overjoyed, and laughed hehehe for a long time: "It's pretty embarrassing to say that, so don't care about flirting."
"Hey... If I knew it was so annoying, I wouldn't talk about it that day." Bian Nan patted the mat, and there was a burst of white dust on the mat.
The two quickly jumped up from the mat, and Wan Fei kept patting his pants: "How long has it been since hygiene was done here!"
"I haven't cleaned it since last semester's cleaning." Bian Nan sneezed on the ground.
"Didn't people come here to have an affair in the past, the school caught it several times before no one came," Wan Fei clicked his tongue, "This is covered in dust..."
"You know what a fart," Bian Nan laughed, "It's just because no one came that it fell to ashes."
"Hey," Wan Fei looked at the pile of mats and sighed, "these are all the youth of our sports school seniors..."
"Stupid." Bian Nan laughed for a long time, halfway through the laugh, he suddenly thought of Qiu Yi, and suddenly felt that he couldn't laugh anymore.
After the school bell rang at noon, Wan Fei went to the cafeteria, and Bian Nan jumped out from the fence beside the playground.
When he ran to the intersection of the snack street, Qiu Yi was already waiting for him.
"Why are you so fast." Bian Nan ran over with a smile, and when he saw Qiu Yi, he wanted to laugh, and his annoyance due to various entanglements before was temporarily thrown aside.
"I came here by bicycle," Qiu Yi also smiled, "I'm afraid that if I walk past the gate of your school, I will be chased by someone and I won't be able to escape."
"Damn, you got chased inside our school and ran away." Bian Nan walked up to him, their shoulders bumped lightly, and he felt relieved for a moment, but when he thought of Those scenes in the film are a little uncomfortable.
"Isn't that because I ran into a good-for-nothing who didn't stop me?" Qiu Yi walked along the road to the snack street, "Eat dumplings?"
"That's because the young master was unprepared. Who would have thought that the boss of the shipping company came over the wall of our school." Bian Nan clicked his tongue.
There are three big-stuffed dumplings in the snack street, all of which are similar in Biannan, but Qiu Yi wants to go to the one in the innermost neighborhood near the community.
"Is there any difference?" Bian Nan followed him into this store, there were more people than the previous two, and they found a small seat in the corner and sat down.
"There is a difference," Qiu Yi smiled, "I can eat it."
"That is, you worked in the dumpling shop when you were a child laborer." Bian Nan felt a little distressed when he thought of the scene where Qiu Yi, who was not a few years older than Qiu Yan, hid in the back kitchen of the dumpling shop and buried himself in making dumplings.
"And I can walk a little longer with you here." Qiu Yi said.
This understatement made Bian Nan pause for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "I didn't realize that you are so sweet before."
"Didn't you find out before?" Qiu Yi ordered dumplings with the waiter, leaned forward against the table, and lowered his voice, "Haven't you tried it?"
"I...fuck!" Bian Nan pointed at the tip of his nose, "You can't be serious."
"It depends on who it is." Qiu Yi smiled, and was about to speak when the phone rang, and he took it out to check, "I'll answer the call."
Bian Nan leaned back on the chair, took the tea label and spun it around. Qiu Yi's phone call was probably from the parent of a student he was making up for. Qiu Yi's tone of speech changed completely.
"Sister Yang, thank you, but I really don't have time for one-on-one here." Qiu Yi looked at him with a smile on his lips, but he still spoke in a serious manner, "The only thing I can add now is Saturday morning. It’s just that two children are in class together, and with him, there are three people... Well, I know... How about this, Sister Yang, how about I introduce another classmate? He is also very good at making up lessons...Okay, just ask..."
After Qiu Yi hung up the phone, he called one of his former classmates and asked if there was time for one more person to make up the class.
"Have you occupied Saturday morning?" Bian Nan asked after seeing him hang up the phone.
"Well, there are a lot of make-up classes these days, so I'll take them all." Qiu Yi took a sip of tea.
"That Erbao is so lonely on the weekend," Bian Nan sighed, "I snorted too..."
Qiu Yi laughed, stretched out his hand, and gently hooked his fingers on the scar on his palm: "Didn't you have to pay back the money a year ago, earn more, does it still hurt here?"
"It doesn't hurt, I don't feel anything. I'm the mighty Broken Palm now... Don't I still have a dictionary," Bian Nan said, "You can take it whenever you need it."
"It's for emergencies," Qiu Yi smiled, "The money doesn't come for nothing. Besides, I can't rely on borrowing money every time. I've been here for so many years, so I don't care about it anymore."
"Hey," Bian Nan lay down on the table and pinched his fingers, "It's too hard."
"It will be almost next year," Qiu Yi thought for a while, "At that time, I will find a way to take my dad out for a trip to a nearby place."
"I'm going too," Bian Nan said immediately, "I'm going to learn how to drive after I'm on vacation. I'll drive... I promise to drive slowly, let's go together."
"Okay." Qiu Yi looked at him.
"Driving all the way, playing all the way," Bian Nan immediately began to plan, "Driving halfway to see where you want to play, then stop, bring a tent... Ah, it's not possible for uncle to sleep in a tent, so find a place to live, anyway, if Erbao wants to Let him play with tents and picnics…”
"Think so far away." Qiu Yi looked at him with a smile.
"Think about it first, you will arrive no matter how far away, think about it now and have some fun for yourself," Bian Nan said, "A person like you who only thinks about practical issues can't understand, this will be left to you It's a waste of time thinking."
"So think for me." Qiu Yi said.
"It's on me." Bian Nan laughed twice.
He enjoyed this feeling very much now, the two of them sat facing each other, chatting nonsense while eating dumplings.
If there is something annoying, awkward, or uncomfortable, just throw it aside first.