Want to be gay

19

If it was before, I would definitely ask who doesn't like beautiful girls, but now, after knowing Xueshen's sexual orientation, I can't say that.

Moreover, I was the one who first asked him if the cultural and entertainment committee member was pretty, so why did the topic change and it became whether I like her or not?

I puffed out my mouth, imitating what he did just now, and said, "It's okay."

Xueshen's brows were frowned suddenly, like pimples, looking a bit bitter and bitter.

I bit my lower lip tightly to stop laughing. I pretended to take out my textbook and observed his reaction secretly.

Xueshen pinched the corner of a book with his fingertips, and he did not turn the page for a long time. His thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

After a while, he stretched out his hand and tugged at the nib of my pen, his eyes were clear and frank: "I don't think she is beautiful at all."

so what?I lifted my eyelids to look at him.

"So you don't like her anymore."

Oh my god……

The god of learning is boundless when he wakes up...

I felt hot air rising from my cheeks, so I quickly took a sip of ice water to calm down, and gave a vague "hmm".

Xueshen's frowning brows finally relaxed, and the corners of his mouth moved, and he could vaguely see that it was an upward arc.

The feeling of shyness mixed with nervousness emerged again. I lowered my head, avoiding the gentle eyes of Xue Shen, and randomly pointed at the question: "Why did you choose B for this question?"

"..." Xue Shen was silent for a while, then pointed to my exercise book, "The answer you wrote is C."

This is very embarrassing!

I, who thought I had the cheek to block the city wall, seldom felt embarrassed, wishing I could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

"Are you nervous?" Xue Shen handed me a note.

I wanted to laugh a little, and honestly wrote on the paper: "Somewhat."

"why?"

I also want to ask why?I usually go to the library for self-study with my roommates, let alone being nervous, I snore and drool in front of them without any psychological pressure.How come after the self-study object is changed to the god of learning, I am like the girl in Huaichun, the deer is jumping wildly!

I attributed the reason to the various plays I dreamed about and Xueshen last night, which caused me to recall those details when I see him now!

"I'm nervous too, this is the first time I'm studying with you."

Seeing the note that Xueshen handed over again, I thought about it carefully, it seemed that this was really the first time I went to the library with Xueshen.

It's like a date.

Although there is a customary rule in the pharmacy, that is, to make an appointment for self-study means to fall in love with someone, but it has always been applicable to the relationship between men and women, and Xueshen and I are both men, so naturally we cannot use this rule to measure.

I patted my forehead, tried my best to wake myself up, and changed the subject abruptly: "What should we choose as the subject of the experiment? We should start the experiment next, right?"

I found that when Xueshen was thinking, he would unconsciously turn the pen in his hand, from thumb to little finger, and back again. The hard pen was like a butterfly obsessed with him, flying around his fingertips.

I was fascinated by it for a while, and when I realized it, Xueshen had already finalized the title of the project.

"Analgesic effects of verapamil in mice and antagonism of the addictive effects of morphine."

There is also a line of shallow words at the bottom, which was erased by him with a few horizontal lines. I read it carefully, and it was vaguely written——

"Morphine is as addictive to mice as you are to me."

20

Hooligans are not to be feared, but they are cultured!

Although there is still a long way to go for a god of learning to be a hooligan, but look at this provocative level, far away from me and other scumbags!

The difficulty of the topic happened to be within the scope of my knowledge, coupled with the supernatural operation skills, I had the illusion that "brother is about to reach the pinnacle of life" every minute!

I replied: "No problem, everything is up to you."

Very well-behaved!

Xueshen glanced at the note, and then began to look at me with helpless and doting eyes, which made me feel uncomfortable.

The library closes at eleven o'clock in the evening. Xueshen packed our things and asked me softly, "Would you like a cup of oolong tea?"

The god of learning understands me too well!

I took my schoolbag and said with a smile, "How do you know I want to drink?"

"You said you liked it." Xue Shen took a step ahead, looked up at me after going down a few stairs, "I remember it all."

Why did Xueshen look so calm when he said this! It made me nervous and shy like a sissy, and my heart was beating fast.

I'm starting to wonder if I need to keep some cardiotonic with me.

Xueshen and I took a cup of oolong tea and strolled along the school road back to the dormitory. The night breeze was gentle, and there was an unknown fragrance of flowers on the roadside in the air.

Xueshen sent me back to the dormitory first, raised his hand halfway, then put it back, and smiled at me: "Go to bed early, good night."

I took a sip of oolong tea, looked at him with wide wet eyes, and nodded.

Do you just learn to touch my head?Ah so shy~

When I entered the dormitory, my roommate saw me coming back, and immediately teased me eccentrically: "I said why didn't I see you playing games when I came back, so I went on a date."

I casually threw my schoolbag on the table, "So what, I'm jealous of you."

Our dormitory was probably under the curse of Yan Lili, there were four people in one room, all of them single dogs.

"How dare you admit it, Xiao Zhenzhen, I misread you!" My roommate yelled strangely, turned on her phone and approached me, "Look at what those rotten girls in the group are talking about?" Intimate as if no one else was around', you really think I don't know that you are with Xueshen at night?"

囧...What the hell is CP...

By the way, it's me and Xueshen's CP name...

Me: "God of Learning and I go to the library for self-study. You are so motivated and love learning. Why do you put it in your mind? It's full of impure things."

After all, I took out my mobile phone and planned to enjoy the photos they secretly took in all directions.

I don’t know if I don’t look at it, but I’m startled when I see it.This group of rotten girls in our class are really good at candid photography. If they don't become a generation of pharmacists in the future, they might be able to be a paparazzi reporter.

Obviously, Xueshen and I have nothing, not even eye contact, but they unexpectedly filmed the ambiguous atmosphere of you and me, so gay that I didn't even watch it a second time.

——So I chose to long press the photo to save it.

One of them is Xueshen buying oolong tea, and I took it when I was chatting with the shopkeeper next to me. I remember I was chatting with the shopkeeper about games at that time, and the chat was very high. I didn’t notice the way Xueshen looked at me. So... gentle.

My heart was sweet and sour, and I couldn't tell what it was like. When I was about to turn off my phone and take a shower, an unread message popped up slowly on WeChat.

The cultural and entertainment committee is not literary: Qi Zhen, are you there?

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"Xiao Zhenzhen, you can do it, what does the big beauty send you on WeChat?" The roommate's mean voice finally pulled me back.

I pursed my lips, pushed his big face away, and said with disgust: "How do I know."

Although he said so on the lips, he vaguely guessed in his heart what the cultural and entertainment committee was asking me for.

Sure enough, a second after I issued "?", the news of the cultural and entertainment committee popped up.

Culture and entertainment committee member Wu Wenyi: Well... do you know what Jing Yao's mobile phone number is?

I was a little angry, after all, I have such a close relationship with Xueshen, and I have never called his name so intimately. Moreover, after her reminder, I suddenly remembered that I don't seem to have Xueshen's mobile phone number either...

This is very cruel!

Me: Doesn't the group file have the address book of our class?There should be something there, take a look.

The cultural and entertainment committee member is not literary: he changed his number, and the class address book has not been updated.

Me: Then you can ask Xueshen on WeChat.

The cultural and entertainment committee is not literary: his WeChat setting does not allow adding friends through group chats, you have such a good relationship with him, you must know!

Seeing this sentence, I carefully recalled it for a few seconds. It seems that the god of learning took the initiative to add me...

I coughed, found Xueshen's profile picture, and reluctantly asked him for his new number.

Then I witnessed the miracle of the god of learning in seconds...

What about being addicted to studying and not surfing the Internet?

I forwarded the news of Xueshen to the cultural and entertainment committee, after much deliberation, I finally explained to Xueshen honestly.

Me: Just now the cultural and entertainment committee asked me for your number, and I sent it to her, is it okay?

Xueshen: You just asked me for my cell phone number because of her?

Ruined!

I almost forgot how sensitive Xueshen's mind is, and finally eased the relationship with Xueshen, but I didn't expect to make a mistake, and I made him angry again!

Me: Miss, I’m embarrassed to refuse, anyway, it’s just a mobile phone number, it’s no big deal... right?

Xueshen: Yes.

Ahhh this is cold violence!

I had no choice but to put down my figure and post several cute emojis begging for mercy to make him laugh.

Xueshen: Stop making trouble, there is class tomorrow morning, go to bed, be good.

Me: Lie flat and touch your chest~

Xue Shen: ...

Xue Shen was helpless.

As a result, it wasn't until the evening of the next day that I found out what the cultural and entertainment committee wanted Xueshen's phone number to do.

The gossip team of the Medicine Academy quickly posted a WeChat article, from the brief encounter between the two on weekdays to the dinner together this afternoon, detailing the details of the relationship between the god of learning and the cultural and entertainment committee members.The language is beautiful, the style is literary and artistic, and the feelings are flowing.

I'm afraid that others don't know that under the skin of this official account is Jin Jiang's romance writer.

Damn, hand over your author ID, I will give you a negative score after spending all the moonstones╭(╯^╰)╮￣

But tonight I made an appointment with Xueshen to study together, but Xueshen hasn't contacted me until now, and it's very quiet on WeChat, everyone is gossiping about him and the entertainment committee.

The more I looked at it, the more I felt uncomfortable. I packed up a few books indiscriminately, pedaled my bicycle, and went to the library first to occupy a seat.

It wasn't until I finished reading a book that I didn't know what to say, that the news of Xue Shen came long overdue.

Jing Yao: I have something to do at the moment, so I can't go to the library tonight, so you can read in the dormitory obediently, and I will bring you oolong tea tonight.

This is the first time Xueshen sent me such a long message, and said he would bring me oolong tea.

But at this moment, my attention is not on this at all, my mind is full of pictures of the god of learning and the entertainment committee member having a good time, he chatted with her so much that he forgot about our date tonight, and even let me go because of her Pigeon……

The more I think about it, the more I feel wronged.I rubbed my swollen eye sockets, turned off my phone, and fell asleep on the table.

I stayed in the library until closing, I was not in the mood to ride a bike, and walked slowly along the route I walked with Xueshen last night.

There is a faint fragrance of flowers in the wind, as well as the sweet talk of lovers not far away.

"I, I like you."

The fragrance of flowers is familiar, and so is the voice.

I squinted my eyes and looked at it carefully for a while, and the anger surged up, burning me so much that I didn't have any sanity left.

Damn boo!

Tang Jingyao, you have something to do, is this kind of thing? !