Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

When they left, the four of them staggered a little, supporting each other as they walked on the painted road. The green shade on both sides covered the tree with starlight, creating a mottled galaxy of stars.

Thinking that this place was not far from the school and that I had drunk some wine, I prepared to walk all the way back to school. This secluded path was a quiet road with occasional car horns. The street lamps cast a bright light with a hint of piety.

"Xu Zhou, why do you seem to be worried all day?"

He Lin smiled and pulled Xu Zhou's arm as they walked forward. Seeing Xu Zhou's abnormal look, he suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Xu Zhou with a frown: "No way, why do you look like you've been heartbroken?"

"That's nonsense again."

Xu Zhou took off his glasses, rubbed his tired brows, and put the glasses into his arms. The pair of dark and gentle eyes that used to be hidden behind the glasses, with a little bit of drunkenness, in this cold night, were filled with an indescribable deep emotion.

"I was just thinking, let's all stay in this city from now on. I want to be good brothers with you for life."

"If you can't bear to leave me, just tell me directly."

Zhao Yichuan chuckled, squeezed in next to Chang Qing, and looked at Chang Qing eagerly: "Su He, why don't you stay in this city too? Then we can buy a house in the same neighborhood, and we can go out for barbecue and drinks together in the evening."

Seeing that Chang Qing didn't say anything, he pulled Chang Qing's sleeve and shook it, like a big dog wagging its tail. He stared at Chang Qing with an obedient face, determined to make the other party agree.

Chang Qing wanted to pull back his sleeve in disgust, but Zhao Yichuan held it too tightly and challenged him with a smug look on his face. Chang Qing suddenly felt that there was no need to argue with a drunk man, so he said perfunctorily, "Okay, okay."

"You are just trying to please me." Zhao Yichuan said somewhat aggrievedly.

"Fuck, you found out all this."

Chang Qing didn't expect Zhao Yichuan to be so drunk that he could stumble over his left foot and could hear the perfunctory tone in his voice. Seeing that he was approaching him again, he said with a somewhat cold tone: "Just talk, don't make a move, believe it or not, I will kick you into the river to sober you up."

"Why are you so fierce?"

Zhao Yichuan muttered something, looked at Chang Qing's slightly frowned brows, and was about to tell him not to frown, but then he felt that there was no point in saying this, so he pulled the corners of his pale mouth, then silently let go of his hand, and kicked the broken stones on the ground out of boredom.

The four of them were talking incoherently, except for He Lin and Zhao Yichuan who were the drunkest and spoke incoherently. Chang Qing and Xu Zhou, whose thinking logic was still normal, walked silently at the back, and could only look helplessly at the two drunk people in front of them.

Both Changqing and Xuzhou are the type of people who don't talk much. Changqing himself is a quiet person, and Xuzhou often stays in the laboratory, concentrating on his own work and seldom goes out to socialize.

Xu Zhou suddenly said, "Su He, no matter what happens in the future, will we be good brothers for life?"

Chang Qing didn't look at him. His eyes fell on He Lin, who was taking out his cell phone to call his ex-girlfriend, while Zhao Yichuan next to him was helping him think of an opening line with a distressed look on his face.

"Yeah, it will be."

Seeing that the two people were sitting on the ground, Chang Qing also stood beside the tree under the street light. He stood there quietly, not knowing what he was thinking. The rustling sound of the evening breeze seemed to be a quiet sigh in the silent night.

She just stood there, the dim light falling on her slender skin, her eyes were tough and distant, with a bit of carelessness, and that kind of unsatisfactory sense of fate became more and more obvious.

The night was bleak, with only a few dim stars, and the faint starlight was rolled up by the clouds. Except for the corner on both sides of the road illuminated by the dim lights, the rest of the place seemed even deeper and darker.

Xu Zhou looked at her standing under the street light.

After a long silence, Xu Zhou finally relaxed and leaned against the tree trunk. He raised his head slightly and said with a little self-mockery: "Su He, sometimes I envy you."

Chang Qing didn't say anything and Xu Zhou didn't care. He said this without expecting any answer from Chang Qing. He was just expressing his own feelings.

Xu Zhou's family background is no lower than Zhao Yichuan's. The Zhao family is a big family in the business world, while the Xu family plays an important role in the academic world.

His grandfather is a big shot in the academic circle. The students he taught are either studying in first-class universities or doing research in top biological companies. His father also inherited his father's business and now has a very high status in the circle. His uncle and aunt are one in politics and the other is a top actress in the entertainment industry.

Xu Zhou never mentioned these things in the dormitory, so Chang Qing and the others just thought that his family was relatively well-off and did not associate him with the famous Xu family.

Suddenly, Xu Zhou cursed in a low voice with an inexplicable look on his face: "Sometimes, I really want to destroy this stupid world."

He said he wanted to get away from it all.

He also said that seven-year-old Xu Zhou tried to escape, ten-year-old Xu Zhou also tried to escape, eighteen-year-old Xu Zhou also tried to escape, and now 23-year-old Xu Zhou still wants to escape.

"You are like a wall. People outside try their best to see the scenery inside the wall, while people inside the wall envy the freedom outside the wall. Perhaps, people always think about what they don't have."

"Everyone has times when they are helpless in life. Some people always feel that their experiences are too miserable and that they have encountered the most unfair thing in the world. But look at those who died in the earthquake, look at the countries that are still at war, and look at the bleak and bloody history over the past hundreds of years."

"Xu Zhou, classmate Xu, don't deny yourself first."

Chang Qing spread out his hands and caught a beam of light. His black eyes sparkled. He stared at the sudden gust of wind. The fallen leaves fell on Xu Zhou's shoulders, and he naturally reached out his hand to brush them away gently.

"I speak for myself, whether it is flat or regular, I am myself, whether it is resounding or silent, I love myself, whether it is ordinary or shining."

These words made the 23-year-old Xu Zhou a little overwhelmed. He raised his head in astonishment and met Chang Qing's dark eyes, trembling slightly.

He froze in place without saying a word. After a long time, he slowly let out a breath.

Chang Qing said: "You are always like this, thinking too much and then you can't be happy. You trap yourself and build a cage for yourself."

"Xuzhou, break out of prison."

When these words fell into Xu Zhou's ears, it was like a bolt from the blue. He looked at the young man who was standing under the street light and laughing in a daze.

Yes, that boy.

Even though Chang Qing is 22 years old now, if you ignore her deliberately mature outfit and put on her high school uniform, people will always mistake her for being only seventeen or eighteen years old.

The dim and soft light was hazy, like a void of smoke.

Xu Zhou suddenly laughed, "Okay, I'll escape from prison."