soft hedgehog

It was already one o'clock in the morning when we returned to the postgraduate dormitory.

Ji Tong thought his body was dirty, so he yelled to take a bath as soon as he entered the room, and said that his legs hurt and asked Liang Yuchen to help him into the bathroom.

"Go in by yourself." Liang Yuchen took off his jacket and threw it on the chair, "There is a water pipe inside to hold on to."

Ji Tong leaned on him and pretended to be unsteady: "Is there a brother like you? My dearest brother fell so badly that he couldn't walk, and you refused to help him two steps!"

Liang Yuchen smiled with his back to him: "Go quickly."

"Ok."

There was a rustling sound of undressing behind him, but Liang Yuchen never looked back.

"Where's the towel?"

"You go in first, and I'll get it for you."

It wasn't until the bathroom door closed that he slowly turned around and saw that his desk was filled with the clothes Ji Tong had taken off.Sweaters, jeans, and close-fitting T-shirts are just thrown around.

He walked over to tidy up one by one, the clothes seemed to still have the warmth of his hands, and there was a unique smell belonging to Ji Tong, like roasted.Liang Yuchen hadn't really baked it, he guessed it, guessed again and again, he clenched the clothes in his hands and put them down, he didn't dare to hold them for a long time.

"Brother! Which bottle of shampoo is yours?" Ji Tong shouted again in the bathroom.

He took out a brand new towel from the cabinet and stood outside the bathroom door: "The black bottle, open the door and give you the towel."

After three seconds, the frosted glass door clicked open, and the water vapor escaped first, followed by the aroma, and then a thin white arm covered in foam stretched out.

"give it to me."

He handed the towel to his younger brother: "Hold it while washing."

"Got it." Ji Tong turned off the water and muttered, "Fake kindness."

Still thinking about his refusal to help people into the bathroom.

After more than half an hour, both of them took a shower.Ji Tong was wearing Liang Yuchen's clean short-sleeved clothes while lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, giggling from time to time.

"Go to sleep, it's almost two o'clock." Liang Yuchen went to turn off the lights.

The dormitory suddenly darkened, and only the screen of the mobile phone was shining brightly in the darkness.

There was a sound from the ladder on the other side, and Ji Tong looked over in surprise: "Brother, you won't sleep with me?"

He was still worried that it would be too crowded, thinking about whether the two of them should sleep on the same end or sleep on two ends.

"No," Liang Yuchen climbed onto the bed and shook off the quilt, "I told my roommate that I will sleep in his bed tonight."

Xi Jiacheng naturally went back to her hometown.

Ji Tong curled his lips: "I despise me."

Liang Yuchen said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid you'd dislike me."

The room was so quiet, only the radiator occasionally made a light sound or two, which sounded like a small river flowing.

After a while, Ji Tong said in dismay, "Brother, I've always been joking, and I never really disliked you."

He has a child's heart, looks down on Liang Yuchen's poverty and love of money, and sometimes makes a few bad words, but he never really takes it to his heart, he just speaks unforgiving.

As for Liang Yuchen, did he take it to heart, maybe he did.

So Ji Tong felt regretful.After getting acquainted with Liang Yuchen, Ji Tong found that he often regretted it. Maybe he really misbehaved in the past, and there were too many things that needed to be changed, and his brother was like a mirror, reflecting all his shortcomings.

Liang Yuchen said, "Go to sleep."

Woke up the next day and everything was back on track.Ji Tong asked Yang Xiao to get the pair of shoes back, sent them to the store to clean them, and put them in the shoe cabinet for collection.

There is still a week before school starts, and he seizes all his free time to find ways to play.Recently, I became obsessed with another game. I played it at home for seven or eight hours every day, and even ate meals in front of the computer screen.Later, Hu Aihua couldn't take it anymore, so he twisted his ears firmly, and then he restrained himself a little.From that day on, the Ji family made three rules, and the time of playing games every day should not exceed one hour, and if it exceeded the fine.

Ji Tong was caught at this moment. Who told him to be a student with no financial resources?

But not being able to play at home doesn't mean he really doesn't want to play anymore. He has other options - go to Internet cafes.

Quite a lot of boys will choose to go online in Internet cafes even if they have computers at home.That's it, after school started, Ji Tong, Hou Jin, Wang Teng and his buddies went to the Internet cafe to play games whenever they had time, and they missed a lot of homework, so the library was insulated.

Liang Yuchen is also very busy recently, and has no time to take care of him. After he was free, he checked his homework and found that half of the book was empty. He was so angry that he went directly to the dormitory to ask for responsibility.

At two o'clock in the afternoon on Saturday, Ji Tong was in full swing in the Internet cafe, surrounded by friends, with instant noodles and biscuits in front of him, in the words Hu Aihua scolded him: it was extremely decadent.

After beating and losing again, everyone scolded their mothers one after another, Hou Jin got up and went to the bathroom to pee.

Ji Tong was wearing earphones, typing on the keyboard like Beethoven in an e-sports game, spraying people while outputting, all his energy was thinking about how to answer his next sentence when he was suddenly slapped on the shoulder.

"Ji Tong Ji Tong!"

He took off the earphones and turned his head impatiently: "Hou Jin, what are you doing, didn't you see that I was busy?"

Hou Jin pointed to the outside: "Your brother! I just went to the toilet and saw you outside. I was looking for you from room to room."

"Fuck."

After a semester of getting along with each other, everyone knows that he has a strict academic bully brother. Although he is usually easy to talk, when he really gets angry, it is not a joke.

Ji Tong was like an ant on a hot pot immediately: "It's not good for him to find me, I'm going to be beaten, I'm going to be beaten, is there still time to run away?!"

After finishing speaking, he was about to let go, but was pulled back by Wang Teng: "Now you go out and hit the gun, and there is only one exit!"

"What should I do?"

"Hide under the table."

"Where to hide?!"

"Under the table!"

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Wang Teng decisively kicked Ji Tong under the table.

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Liang Yuchen found the innermost private room, knocked on the door politely, waited for a long time, listened to the noise inside, and shook his wrist.

When the door opened, it was Hou Jin.

"Yo, Brother Yuchen? Why are you here?" The boy pretended to be.

"I'm here to find Ji Tong."

"Ji Tong? Ji Tong didn't come, he's studying at school." Hou Jin blocked the door and smiled unnaturally.

People who don't usually study, stay at school to study on weekends?

Liang Yuchen patted him on the shoulder: "I'll go in and look for it."

Hou Jin scratched his head and could only take a step back.

The private room that can accommodate four people has two computers back to back on one side, soft sofas, juice drinks, and snacks.Pretty enjoyable, kid.

"Brother Yuchen."

"Brother Yuchen!"

The remaining two boys greeted him one after another.

Liang Yuchen took a look around, and soon found the familiar three-bar backpack near the wall, as well as the heels of the sneakers exposed under the table, and couldn't help laughing inwardly.

In order to play games, he is even willing to drill under the table, why didn't he find Ji Tong so flexible before.

He walked over, stood in front of the table, and looked back at the three fidgeting Xiao Caitou: "This box can seat four people, so you come three, wouldn't it be a loss?"

Wang Teng tongue-tied: "It's okay, I can't gather enough people on weekends."

Liang Yuchen nodded, and sat down unhurriedly: "How about it, I just haven't finished translating an instruction manual, so I'll fight with you for two hours."

"..."

Wang Teng and Hou Jin looked at each other, feeling ashamed.

Ji Tong, who was squatting under the table, almost cried.How could he have such an unconventional brother who was engaged in business at school and academics in Internet cafes.

Liang Yuchen, who was sitting on the sofa, didn't hear his voice, put his used earphones aside, calmly closed the game screen that he didn't have time to quit, opened his email, and downloaded the file.

The remaining three people were sitting on pins and needles, as quiet as a meditation room for a while.

"Just play your own game." He ordered another cup of coffee through the ordering system, as if he was going to fight a protracted war, "don't think about me, I won't be affected by the noise."

Before the drink was delivered, the people under the table were so numb that they couldn't squat, and couldn't help moving their feet.

Hearing the slight movement, Liang Yuchen stretched his legs in with a smile, and stopped when he felt that he had kicked something.

"This table is quite cramped," he said.

"Yes, yes, yes." The other three immediately spoke up, "Brother, why don't you go back to work, we're really afraid of disturbing you."

Liang Yuchen stood up under their gaze, saw hope rising in their eyes, and sat down slowly: "I'll move my legs."

The three collapsed, Ji Tong wanted to cry but had no tears.

"What's wrong?" He tapped the mouse intentionally or unintentionally, "I'm not welcome?"

"Welcome..." Hou Jin gritted his teeth, "Welcome very much."

Enough teasing.Liang Yuchen raised his glasses and kicked the table: "Come out."

Squatting for a long time is afraid of making people feel uncomfortable.

A few seconds later, two warm hands hugged his calf, and a little hedgehog crawled out from under the table.

Ji Tong supported his waist and stomped his feet, he was sandwiched between his thighs and the sofa with infinite resentment, and lost his temper at him: "What are you doing, you have to arrest me..."

You don't understand if you don't tell the truth.

Liang Yuchen imprisoned him with his two legs, and leaned against the sofa to look up at him: "Is it reasonable to sneak into the Internet cafe?"

"Relax on the weekend." Ji Tong muttered, pushing his knee against his leg, "Let me out."

I also know how to be ashamed in front of my roommates.

Liang Yuchen glanced at him lightly, retracted his legs and stood up: "Pack up your bag and follow me back."

Ji Tong was so angry that he muttered in his mouth, but he tidied up obediently.

After they left, the remaining three looked at each other in blank dismay: The Ji family's family education is too strict.

The two returned home by subway, and as soon as they opened the door, Hu Aihua warmly greeted them: "The two sons are back, where did they go to play?"

The two who were supposed to go home yesterday, one took the high-speed train to Linshi to work part-time, and the other sneaked to the Internet cafe to play games, neither of them were good things.

Ji Tong hid behind Liang Yuchen, holding his arm tightly with both hands.

Afraid of being beaten, ears matter.

Liang Yuchen calmly smiled at his stepmother: "There will be an international expo in the morning, so take Tongtong to the booth where I work to learn a lot."

"Oh, that's a good thing." Hu Aihua laughed like a flower, and held the two sons' backpacks in his left and right hands, "Tongtong really lacks this kind of social experience, or he always thinks that money can fall from the world."

With a guilty conscience, Ji Tong stayed obediently and didn't reply. After changing into a pair of fur slippers, he fled to the living room to steal fruit to eat, like a little squirrel hoarding food.

Liang Yuchen poured a glass of water and drank it all in one gulp, the feeling of thirst all the way finally eased.It's going to be a lot of work to get this little guy home.

He went back to the room, and Ji Tong followed him back to the room, quietly closed the door, and grabbed the hem of his clothes: "Thank you brother."

Anyway, if you make a mistake, you are a good mouth.

Liang Yuchen raised the corners of his mouth, covered his hands behind him, sat on the edge of the bed, and pulled him to stand in front of him for interrogation.

"Are you crazy if I'm not at school this week?"

Ji Tong's wrist was clenched in his palm, as if being handcuffed tightly by a pair of the strongest handcuffs, and he did not move at all.

"I'm not playing crazy..." whispered excuse, "I went there just once."

"You still want to lie to me?" He raised his eyebrows, "I caught the youngest one in your dormitory today and told you to stay up all night last week."

Ji Tong pursed his lips and shook his hand, his body also swayed left and right: "Just that one time."

Liang Yuchen was angry, but he didn't say a word.

"In the future, I will beat you on behalf of my aunt."

Ji Tong threw himself on him, and stretched his face left and right with both hands: "If you still beat me, you will talk big."

The flesh on Liang Yuchen's face was slightly painful from being pulled, but he did not avoid it: "Why wouldn't I beat you?"

"You can't bear it." Ji Tong pulled his face like a rubber band, "You can't bear to beat me up."

Liang Yuchen pushed him onto the bed and lay on his stomach, raised his palm as if to slap him: "If you dare to fail the exam, maybe I will really beat you."

Ji Tong giggled, wriggling on the bed like a loach, the sweater wrinkled the sheets.

"It's a good idea, how could I fail the exam when I'm so smart."

Liang Yuchen couldn't help but grab Ji Tong's tender cheeks: "No one is as big as your face."

During the movement, the veins on the back of the hand showed slightly, and the mountains stretched from the root of the finger to the depth of the flesh and blood.As he watched, he was in a trance for a moment, and after the trance, he had an epiphany.

It turns out that the so-called ten fingers connecting the heart is such a connecting method.It was clearly Ji Tong's face that was pinched in his hands, but the heart in his chest seemed to be pinched between his fingers to play with. It was sore and painful at times, uncomfortable but enjoyable.

This feeling is strange and unreal, like a serious illness in a dream, but I don't know when I will wake up.