From the sky

This class was undoubtedly tormenting. Wei Zifan was distracted in class for the first time, and kept pressing his phone to see how long it would be until get out of class was over.

Because Wei Zifan's roommate had such a reputation as a madman, even if Wei Zifan wanted to gossip, he didn't dare to ask.

Only Cheng Xu, who was sitting next to Wei Zifan, pushed him with his arm from time to time, winked and laughed when he saw Wei Zifan looking at him.

Wei Zifan glared at him: Are you sick?

Cheng Xu exchanged lips: How did my junior become your boyfriend.

Wei Zifan: I also want to know, can you tell me the answer?

Cheng Xu covered his mouth with both hands, and his eyes were crooked with a smile.

Wei Zifan sneered: Don't forget that your teacher has already remembered your name.

Cheng Xu: ...

After finally getting out of class, when the bell rang, the professor said "get out of class over", Wei Zifan picked up his bag and walked away.

The professor looked at his back and sighed: "I haven't seen each other in this class, it's like three autumns."

It fell into Wei Zifan's ears, he gritted his teeth, he hated.

Just at this time, Bai Liu's phone call came, Wei Zifan thought it was a coincidence, and when he answered the phone, he wanted to reprimand Bai Liu.

Unexpectedly, Bai Liu rushed ahead of him: "Afan, did you have an accident in class? Why did I see that I am your boyfriend on the school forum?"

Wei Zifan staggered as he went down the stairs, he stood firm while leaning on the wall, suppressed his temper and said nicely: "Let's find a place to talk."

Bai Liu seemed to be okay, and said with a smile: "Okay, I just happened to find you for dinner, and I'll wait for you on the stairs on the first floor."

Wei Zifan: "..."

Wei Zifan turned the stairs, and there was indeed a white willow standing at the top of the stairs, holding a mobile phone in one hand, and greeting his classmates with the other hand, smiling like a willow tree in spring, gentle and amiable.

"Hey, Afan."

Bai Liu waved to Wei Zifan, as if he was the only one in his eyes at the moment.

Wei Zifan thought to himself: Damn it, I'm still an Avatar.

He hurried over, and when he saw Bai Liu himself, he didn't want to vent his anger as righteously as before, and felt a little guilty at this moment.

In addition to the vague and ambiguous gazes from the people around, Wei Zifan has a big head, and hurriedly dragged Bai Liu to the cafeteria.

There are many students who didn't eat in the first class, and now there are quite a lot of people in the cafeteria, and the noise is noisy.

Wei Zifan didn't want to eat, so he bought some random things and found a seat by the window to sit down.

Wei Zifan took a sip of soy milk and said, "That professor saw us."

Bai Liu sighed lightly, and hurriedly asked Wei Zifan, "You haven't been held hostage, have you?"

Wei Zifan shook his head and said, "No, he asked me to get up to answer the question... Wait, that's not the point. The point is that he mistook our intimacy in the morning as a relationship."

Bai Liu snorted: "Intimacy? Does our hug count as intimacy?"

"Huh?" Wei Zifan took a deep breath and looked at Bai Liu strangely: "Then what do you think is intimacy?"

Bai Liu avoided his gaze, lowered his head to drink millet porridge, and raised his head after a while and said, "You're focusing again."

Wei Zifan: ...

Wei Zifan sighed and said, "I take more than half of the responsibility for this matter, and you have to take the blame. Let's find a way to clarify it first."

Bai Liu's hand holding the spoon paused, and he asked doubtfully, "What clarification?"

"The relationship between the two of us."

"Afan, do you mind?"

Wei Zifan thought about it for a while, and said that he minded, and more because he was afraid that the attention from the people around him would disturb him from time to time.

Bai Liu analyzed: "I don't care, I never care about other people's eyes."

The corner of Wei Zifan's mouth twitched: "Awesome."

"But the senior doesn't mind this title, he just cares about other people's eyes. So don't clarify, it's just a good time to train Afan. In the future, he will not be afraid of other people's eyes just like me."

What the hell logic?

In Wei Zifan's heart, there was a villain beating the drum, giving him courage to make him inflate, and there was also a villain in Wei Zifan's mind, making him give up thinking temporarily.

Wei Zifan looked into Bai Liu's eyes and asked, "Do you have thoughts about me?"

Bai Liu was startled at first, and his eyes shifted, but his expression was open and frank: "No, I, I don't dare to be like Senior."

Wei Zifan didn't have the heart to listen to the answer at all, he wanted to die, what kind of wind did he ask here, he was ashamed of himself.

"You eat first, I have class later."

Wei Zifan grabbed his backpack and hurried away.

"..."

Bai Liu stirred the millet porridge in front of him with a spoon, thoughtful.

Knowing that Bai Liu was still in the cafeteria, Wei Zifan still walked a long way back to the dormitory.

Wei Zifan's mood calmed down a lot as the fragrance was sent secretly from the flower gardens on both sides.

He met Cheng Xu and the others head-on, with a difficult expression, followed by Li Shang.

Cheng Xu saw Wei Zifan from afar and shouted, "Run, Afan!"

Wei Zifan: ...

He was going to run, but Cheng Xu yelled, and he still ran away.

Li Shang said: "What are you running for? I just asked you to draw a lot, not to go to the execution ground to serve your sentence."

Cheng Xu turned his head and glared at him: "We are not criminals, but you are like an executioner."

Ye Yao poked Cheng Xu with his finger: "Calm down brother."

Li Shang grinned: "Come on, you four white-eyed wolves, you won't remember me no matter what I do."

Dai Yun stroked his chin and said, "It's over, it's just a visual sense of the eight o'clock TV series."

When they came over, Wei Zifan asked, "What draw? For the sports meeting?"

Li Shang explained as he walked: "That's right, this time our college is doing things, and we are in charge of the college's thighs. Our sophomores are in charge of their freshman athletes, and their sophomores are in charge of our freshman athletes."

"...There are too many slots and no mouths."

"It's okay, you just remember to be in charge of the athlete whoever is drawn." Li Shang laughed loudly, "Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds if there is a spark?"

Cheng Xu shivered, and Wei Zifan teased him when he saw it: "Your green plum is a freshman in the School of Statistics and Statistics, so hurry up and spend money to buy that lottery."

Several people came to the counselor's office, and the teacher first talked about how important logistics is, and held up the slogan of serving athletes and contributing to modern sports.

Wei Zifan: ...

There were other people in the office, and the playing cards were spread out on the table. A card corresponds to a person, and everyone picked one at random.

Then a pair of rosters, Cheng Xu couldn't help exclaiming: "Fuck! I'm so miserable?!"

The counselor cast a good-natured glance at Cheng Xu, "I'm still here, pay attention to my mouth addiction."

Cheng Xu got his childhood sweetheart at once, so he didn't even need to change the lottery.

Wei Zifan also took a look at the person he was in charge of. His name was very common and he didn't recognize him.

Li Shang greeted with a form: "Come, come, fill in the name of the athlete in charge behind your name, in case this becomes Yuelao's marriage book."

The counselor coughed to find a sense of presence: "Be low-key."

Wei Zifan took a pen to write his name, but was stopped by Dai Yun, "Second brother, what's the matter?"

Dai Yun's face was troubled, and he hesitated to speak: "There is really something wrong."

The author has something to say: Wei Zifan: Alas, sometimes I am too self-indulgent.

Bai Liu: Nothing.You more heat it!

Wei Zifan: ...?