Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

In fact, the first day of freshman year was not the first time Xu Zhou met Chang Qing. In the second semester of his sophomore year, he participated in a math competition. During the break, he was sitting in his seat reading a book and heard the chatter of the girls behind him. They were all saying things like "how handsome and awesome you are."

He looked up with some annoyance, and saw that in the physics competition section, a teenager in a white T-shirt was holding a bottle of orange-flavored iced soda and took a sip with a straw. Then the teenager seemed to come alive and squinted his eyes in comfort.

At that time, Xu Zhou was not as myopic as he is now. He saw the name of the soda at a glance, and on the afternoon of the next day, he found a convenience store in the sticky hot air and searched in the freezer for a long time before he found the same one.

After taking a sip, Xu Zhou smacked his lips, feeling the cool little bubbles blooming in his mouth. He felt a little excited and a little happy, and truly felt like he had come alive.

He never thought that this bottle of soda would bring him more joy than winning first place.

After drinking half of it, Xu Zhou put the other half into his schoolbag. When he returned home, his mother rummaged through his schoolbag and asked him unhappily why he drank such an unhealthy thing, which would affect his development and his brain.

Xu Zhou was silent for a few seconds. He was really annoyed by the endless quarrel, so he threw the soda into the trash can in a huff.

This was originally just a small episode, and even Xu Zhou himself had forgotten about it until he saw Chang Qing in his freshman year.

However, that little episode, like the bottle of soda thrown into the trash can, had long been left out of his life, without a trace, just like a short dream that Xu Zhou had when he was young.

Now, Xu Zhou remembered the half bottle of orange-flavored soda that he threw into the trash can.

"Su He, why do you like orange-flavored soda so much?"

Xu Zhou stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes. He could only briefly see the faces of the two people sitting on the ground in front of him, and then they began to blur again.

He estimated in his mind that his myopia had worsened by about 50 to 60 degrees. It seemed that he could no longer stay up late at night secretly playing games in the laboratory.

“Cheap and delicious.”

Chang Qing stretched out her hand and put it to her mouth, yawning softly. Due to the physiological reaction, a layer of light mist came out of her eyes, which made the most gorgeous red in the corners of her eyes even more gorgeous, and even her cold and distant face became more charming.

Su He's family conditions were not very good, so he naturally couldn't afford milk tea or water that cost seven or eight yuan.

A few years ago, in that remote and poor city, there were not so many varieties of soda. There were only some cheap and practical things. Even ice cream was 5 cents a piece. That little pudding was Su He's favorite in the summer. Every day when he came home from school, he would take out a little pudding from the refrigerator and take a bite before going back to the house to do his homework.

Xu Zhou laughed and said, "I thought all the top students drank like that."

"I like to drink flavored soda. Such a small bottle contains my vitality for the whole summer. I rely on that bottle of iced soda to keep me alive."

After Chang Qing finished speaking, she looked at Xu Zhou in some confusion. Although she had bought soda a few times after entering college, she was very busy at school and had never taken soda back to the dormitory or office.

The two were chatting when they suddenly heard a cry in front of them. Chang Qing raised his eyes and saw He Lin holding his cell phone and crying, calling his ex-girlfriend's name over and over again.

"Let's make peace, please. I beg you, let's make peace..."

This was the first time that Chang Qing saw He Lin crying so miserably. He held the phone and kept begging: "We obviously still like each other, and we obviously haven't done anything that goes beyond the principles. How did it turn out like this today?"

"I'm going crazy. I've been holding it in for too long. I keep dreaming about the time when we were together. Honey, let's hold on a little longer, okay? In two years, our long-distance relationship will end. Then I'll come find you. I'll go with you wherever you like..."

"He Lin, stop crying."

Sitting cross-legged next to him was Zhao Yichuan, smoking from time to time, accompanying He Lin sadly.

Chang Qing walked over, his eyes fell on He Lin's mobile phone screen, and suddenly he was stunned.

On the screen, the call record showed that it had been hung up for more than an hour, but He Lin insisted on talking for more than an hour. Seeing Chang Qing's gaze, Zhao Yichuan smiled bitterly and said nothing.

The direct line rang for only a few seconds, and the person on the other end only said, "What's up?" and hung up the phone early. The drunk He Lin seemed not to hear anything, and was only immersed in the joy of hearing the other party's voice.

"Scolding won't wake him up. Under the south wall are the corpses of infatuated lovers."

"People who want to be together will find a way to get back together even after a big fight, while people who want to be apart will find an excuse to slip away even after the smallest disagreement."

“When you feel cold towards someone, it’s never a sudden change, but a gradual process. When you want to leave someone, it’s not a sudden change, but a gradual process. So many things don’t happen overnight.”

Zhao Yichuan took out the cigarette box in annoyance, pinched a cigarette between two fingers and handed it to Chang Qing: "Su He, do you want to smoke?"

"Don't smoke."

"Ok."

Zhao Yichuan was holding his breath, feeling somewhat angry that there was such a useless person among his brothers. He had no dignity at all in begging the other party to come back in a servile manner. But looking at He Lin's painful face, he did not say any unpleasant words after all, but sat aside and smoked by himself.

Some of the people involved cannot see clearly, they just don't want to wake up.

He said sullenly, "Why do people like He Lin get so worked up over a relationship that it's like they've lost half their lives? Why didn't I feel this way when I broke up with my boyfriend?"

"That's because you don't like them."

Zhao Yichuan was silent for a long time before he said quietly