Yan Gou

Jiang Bai has seen love movies, but has never been in love.

So he whispered to Allen in a photography theory class, "If someone works in a restaurant and gives me extra things, is he chasing me?"

Hearing this, Allen slapped the table and said angrily, "Who is so courageous? How dare you dig under my nose?"

"If you're talking about the incident where the canteen master gave you fried eggs," Logan interjected, "I think you're thinking too much. The canteen master is over forty and bald. I guess he just has a memory. Descended and gave you the omelette that should have been given to someone else. So while you're enjoying your surprise, there must be another wretch who cursed and swallowed the omelette he paid for. "

After he finished speaking, he showed a pitiful expression, "Jiang, you should fall in love. I believe you can find a man with better conditions than the post chef."

Jiang Bailu: "..."

He answered with a smile: "Yes, I can indeed find someone with better conditions, instead of being rejected in person by my confession object."

Logan: "..."

Allen pushed Logan's face away and warned him to listen carefully to the class and take notes, but he held up the textbook in his hand, turned his face to Jiang Bailu and smiled innocently, "Jiang, are you going to the boys' dormitory for a social gathering tonight?"

Jiang Bai didn't turn his head back, "I guess you have already reported my name, so do I still have room to refuse?"

Allen laughed, "You're so smart baby, obviously you're gone, you'd better go with me obediently, or I'll secretly masturbate on your bed."

Jiang Bailu looked at him expressionlessly.

Allen quickly clarified: "Okay baby, you know it's a joke. In front of you, I can only play with my mouth forever."

After he finished speaking, he noticed that his mobile phone was vibrating, and he looked down and complained in a low voice: "That guy Chris sent me a text message, and I guess he wanted to reject me too. His rejection text messages are always like his His face is just as inhuman."

However, in the next second, Allen cursed in a low voice, "Fuck, I read it right, Chris agreed to my friendship invitation."

Jiang Bailu didn't speak.

I don't know why, Alan seems to have a better relationship with Chris recently, so he can always see Chris in school now.

The boy occasionally gave him some snacks, and Jiang Bailu faintly sensed the other party's intentions, but Chris didn't make any moves to point it out.

Moreover, he has never heard Chris call his name.

He frowned subconsciously, falling into deep trouble in class.And continue this trouble until the dormitory fellowship at night.

They went to sing, and Jiang Bailu sat in the box eating fruit and ordered a domestic pop song.In the middle of singing, Chris was late.

He didn't cast any glances at Jiang Bailu who was standing in the middle of the box, but walked straight past him to the sofa behind the coffee table.

Then throughout the night, he didn't talk to Jiang Bai, and he didn't even approach him.

Seeing this, Jiang Bailu had deep self-doubt about his previous conjecture.

When it was almost time for access control, Jiang Bai left alone, Alan sent him to the door, and then stayed to play with others all night.

On the way back to the box, Allen ran into Chris who was leaving behind. He raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Do you also live outside the school and have access control time?"

Chris put it simply: "I'm going to work the night shift at the bar."

Alan bid him farewell in disappointment, but he didn't see that after Chris walked out of the gate, he chose a road that was completely opposite to the direction of the bar.

Before Jiang Bailu could reach the dormitory, he was surrounded by two tall and strong black boys led by El.

The street under the street lamp was empty, and the other party stared at him with gloomy eyes: "Idiot, I reminded you a long time ago, be careful when walking at night, you brought this to your door yourself."

Jiang Bailu frowned, a little worried.

El sighed, "You know you're scared now, don't you?" Jiang Bailu raised his eyes calmly, "I'm just worried that once the access control time is over, I might just be like those nerds, curled up in the corner of the library, The floor is paved."

After he finished speaking, he sighed again, "But I didn't even bring my sleeping bag and pillow."

El's face was slightly distorted, and he snorted coldly: "People always have to suffer a little before they know how to have a long memory."

The three rolled up their sleeves and clenched their fists and walked towards him, their tense expressions looked a bit hideous in the shadow of the shaking trees in the dark night.

Jiang Bailu's face remained unchanged, but he took a small step back invisibly under his feet.

In fact, he doesn't know how to fight.

El's fist hit him in the face with the sound of wind, and Jiang Bailu reflexively hid in the opposite direction.

Sure enough, the fist didn't hit his face, but Jiang Bailu's shoulder hit the chest of the person behind him.

Chris held El's fist with one hand, put the other on Jiang Bailu's shoulder, and pulled him behind him.

El withdrew his fist with displeasure, "Chris, do you want to meddle? You are not a meddler."

"It's not an idle matter." The tall and handsome boy took off his coat and threw it into Jiang Bailu's arms, rolled up his sleeves with his eyes downcast indifferently, "I'll fight with you, don't trouble him after losing."

El's face was inexplicable, "Chris, have you been possessed by a ghost? How dare you help such a badass."

"I think you probably don't know. But from this moment on, you need to explain one thing." Chris finally showed a little impatience, "If you trouble him, you trouble me."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Jiang Bailu lightly, and uttered a sentence in Chinese in a deep and slow voice: "Jiang Bailu, I can help you fight, but there are conditions."

The boy raised his lips. "—be my boyfriend."