Male protagonist, please think twice, I am a villain and cannot kiss you

Duan Xingyu's mood was as dark as a cloud. His eyes were fixed on the bed that originally belonged to him. His brows were tightly twisted into a knot and his face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.

The quilt and quilt cover on the bed disappeared without a trace, and were replaced by two huge and slightly worn travel bags, which occupied the bed without any scruples.

His quilt was thrown casually onto Ling Heng's bed, piled up in a mess, with half of it even falling to the ground.

Sun Yingfei stood aside, watching this scene. He scratched his head unconsciously and muttered in confusion: "What on earth is going on? Where did these two bags come from?"

Duan Xingyu pursed his lips and said in a somewhat stiff tone: "It should be our fourth roommate who has arrived."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dormitory door creaked open and Hong Zhanwen appeared at the door.

He swaggered into the house with a bag in each hand.

Seeing the two people in the room, he opened his mouth very naturally and said loudly: "Classmate, please help me get the bag."

There was no politeness in his tone, as if it was natural for others to help him get things.

Sun Yingfei was a warm-hearted person. He quickly stepped forward and took the bag from Hong Zhanwen. With a gleam of curiosity in his eyes, he asked, "You have a lot of stuff. What did you bring?"

Hong Zhanwen grinned, revealing a mouthful of uneven teeth, and said with a smile: "Food and drink, and some local specialties."

Sun Yingfei then asked: "Where should we put the bag? On the ground?"

"Of course we can't put it on the floor. It's too dirty." Hong Zhanwen said as he pointed to a table covered with a clean tablecloth. "Put it on the table first."

Duan Xingyu glanced at the snakeskin bag in his hand. A thick layer of dust was clearly visible at the bottom of the bag, as if it had accumulated for many years.

And looking in the direction of his finger, the table that Hong Zhanwen pointed to happened to be Duan Xingyu's.

There are four tables in the dormitory. Duan Xingyu picked this one at random. He felt that the table was a little old, so he deliberately covered it with a clean tablecloth, hoping that it would look cleaner and tidier.

Sun Yingfei also noticed this problem. He picked up the bag and did not put it on the table as Hong Zhanwen said. Instead, he said hesitantly, "It's not a good idea to put it directly on someone else's table, right?"

When he said this, he also deliberately glanced at Duan Xingyu, with a hint in his eyes, hoping that Hong Zhanwen would understand that the table belonged to someone.

Unfortunately, Hong Zhanwen didn't notice the look Sun Yingfei gave him at all. He still stood there, waiting for Sun Yingfei to put the bag on.

Duan Xingyu tilted his head, folded his arms across his chest, and leaned against the wall. There was a hint of scrutiny in his eyes. He wanted to see how this new roommate would respond.

Hong Zhanwen seemed to be unaware of it. He grinned and laughed loudly, saying, "Why should I be afraid? My bag is not dirty. At most, I can help him wipe the table later. We are classmates, so I'm sure he won't mind it."

Sun Yingfei looked down at the snakeskin bag in his hand and thought to himself: How can this be called not dirty? The dust is so thick that you can almost write on it.

"I'm sorry, I really care about it." Duan Xingyu walked straight to his desk and said calmly, "I don't really like people putting things on my desk."

Hong Zhanwen looked at Duan Xingyu, then at Sun Yingfei, then his face was full of smiles, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he said, "Classmate, is this table yours?"

Duan Xingyu replied: "Yes."

Hong Zhanwen said: "Okay, since you don't like it then I won't let it go."

Then he turned around and put the bag on the table next to him, which was Sun Yingfei's table.

Sun Yingfei: “…”

Hong Zhanwen also said to Sun Yingfei: "Come on, put the bag here first."

Duan Xingyu noticed that Sun Yingfei's expression changed slightly, and he pursed his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and silently put the bag on his desk.

Hong Zhanwen shook his hands to ease the pain, and began to introduce himself to everyone: "Hello, you also live in this dormitory, right? My name is Hong Zhanwen, and we will be roommates from now on."

Sun Yingfei said: "My name is Sun Yingfei, I sleep in this berth."

"My name is Duan Xingyu." Duan Xingyu glanced at the bed with the two snakeskin bags on it and said, "This bed is mine."

He thought the other party would feel embarrassed after hearing this and would take the thing down.

Hong Zhanwen said excitedly, "So this bed is yours. That's great. Can we switch beds? I prefer sleeping on the lower bunk."

Duan Xingyu looked at the bed sheet thrown aside, thinking that this was not an inquiry at all, but a notification.

Duan Xingyu raised his eyes and said calmly, "But I also prefer sleeping on the lower bunk."

Hong Zhanwen looked at Duan Xingyu and said with a smile: "I'm tall, and it's inconvenient for me to climb up and down when I sleep on the upper bunk. You should switch with me."

Hong Zhanwen spoke with a polite and hearty smile, and looked like a very honest person.

But every time he said something, it seemed very impolite.

"I've already said that I don't want to change." Duan Xingyu pointed to the sheets and quilts that had been removed from his bed next to him, and said politely but with an unquestionable tone, "Also, please restore my bed to its original state."

Hong Zhanwen said, "Why are you so stingy? It won't hurt to change the bed."

"If it's okay, then why do you insist on sleeping in this bed?"

"Like I said just now, I'm too tall to sleep on top. What if I fall down in the middle of the night?"

Duan Xingyu's face darkened slightly, and his voice became cold: "Whether you fall while sleeping has nothing to do with me. I will say it again now, restore my bed to its original state."

Duan Xingyu is not a person with a particularly good temper.

He always adheres to the principle that if others are nice to him, he will be twice as nice to them; if others are not nice to him, he will definitely stick to his principles.

He didn't get angry about the series of things that happened just now, and he was more tolerant because they were roommates and would have to get along with each other in the future.

But faced with Hong Zhanwen's unreasonable request, his limited patience began to disappear gradually, and his tone became much tougher.

Hong Zhanwen looked at Duan Xingyu's obviously angry face, and said with a nonchalant expression, "Okay, okay, I can recover."