On the correct way to do fake dramas

Spring is a season of recovery and vitality.

Spring in City G is still a bit cold, even at noon when the sun is shining, the air is still filled with coolness, when Xie Yaochen returned to the dormitory with two lunch boxes that were still emitting heat At that time, Zhou Nanjun was still lying on the bed tightly wrapped in the quilt and slept soundly.

Xie Yaochen shook his head and smiled, apparently feeling helpless with Zhou Nanjun's work and rest, he put down the takeaway in his hand, raised his head and called Zhou Nanjun who was sleeping on the upper bunk.

"Zhou Nanjun, get up."

The big zongzi on the bed was motionless and indifferent.

Xie Yaochen yelled again: "Zhou Nanjun, get up, the sun is drying your ass."

The big rice dumpling on the bed finally moved, and a moment later, a confused voice rang out: "Now... what time is it?"

Xie Yaochen looked down at his phone and reported truthfully: "It's eleven o'clock."

"Eleven o'clock?...It's still early, let me sleep for another half an hour."

The voice mumbled.

Xie Yaochen raised his eyebrows: "It's still early at eleven o'clock? You didn't go to bed until three or four o'clock last night? Do you really want to cultivate immortality?"

"It's not like you don't know..." The voice began to hum and chirp, "I stayed up all night cultivating immortals, feeling my body was hollowed out... Well, I really want to sleep for another 500 years..."

"Don't sleep, I bought your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs from the shop at the back door, get up and eat while it's hot, it won't taste good after a while." Xie Yaochen began to lure, in order to successfully seduce the lazy man on the bed. Good thing, he even opened the lid of the lunch box to let the aroma of sweet and sour pork fill the air.

"It smells so good..."

The person on the bed turned over and seemed to be in a painful struggle. After struggling for a while, he finally poked his head out of the bed.

The white mosquito net was lifted casually by one hand.

Xie Yaochen's eyes involuntarily fell on the hand holding the mosquito net. That hand was beautiful, with fair complexion and slender fingers. It was definitely a beautiful hand for licking the screen on Weibo, but soon, his attention The force was transferred to the face exposed under the mosquito net.

Compared with the hand just now, this face is not inferior at all.

Zhou Nanjun looks very delicate, even a kind of delicate between a man and a woman. His eyebrows and eyes are far more delicate than ordinary boys, especially his eyes, which are even prettier than many girls' eyes. They are a pair of shape Extremely beautiful, with slightly curved and upturned peach blossom eyes, the eyes are like peach blossoms, and the pupils are like petals. When she is quiet, she looks like peach blossoms with rain in spring, and when she smiles, she looks like a crescent moon hanging on willow branches.

He has deep myopia, but he doesn't like to wear glasses. Every time he looks at people, he squints his eyes slightly, so his eyes are always a little blurred. of.

Now Zhou Nanjun is looking at Xie Yaochen with such eyes.

Peach Blossom Eyes, also known as "eyes of love".

Xie Yaochen used to tease Zhou Nanjun about this: "A person born with a pair of peach blossom eyes is destined to be romantic and romantic all his life. It seems that your life is destined to be sexual and rough in love."

□□, the road to love is bumpy.

At that time, Zhou Nanjun still sneered at Xie Yaochen's words, thinking that this guy's words were unreliable, but he never thought that... Xie Yaochen's words were not unreliable, they were quite unreliable, don't say anything, he grew up At this age, he has only received a few love letters, and he has never seen any peach blossoms.

Those love letters are not peach blossoms?

...The problem is that those who sent love letters were all men of the same gender as him!

Zhou Nanjun squinted his eyes and looked at Xie Yaochen for a long time. Xie Yaochen couldn't help turning his eyes away from the straight eyes, so he said unwillingly: "You bastard, have you grown taller again?"

Xie Yaochen curled his lips when he heard the words: "Well, I measured it yesterday, and now it is 1.8 meters four, and it has grown by one centimeter."

Zhou Nanjun suddenly became upset: "Damn it! Why have you grown taller again?"

He and Xie Yaochen grew up together. At the beginning, the two started at the same starting line, but after he entered the third year of high school, his height was fixed at 1.7 meters [-]. Xie Yaochen has grown up very well, not only broke through the [-] mark before the college entrance examination , After going to university, his height keeps rising, which makes him quite envious and jealous. They are the same age, and he is a few months younger than Xie Yaochen. Why is he not growing up anymore and Xie Yaochen is still growing up?

"Your uncle, isn't 1.8 meters just right? Why are you so tall! You don't play basketball," Zhou Nanjun muttered to himself while scratching his hair, "1.8 meters four, huh, why can't we tell the difference? I am four centimeters, then I can grow to 1.8 meters!"

Xie Yaochen shook his head, and couldn't help but smile helplessly. Zhou Nanjun is fine when he doesn't speak, even if he just quietly stands in front of people, it's a pleasing painting, but once he speaks, his image and persona will be completely different. collapse.

"Come down quickly to eat, eat well, maybe you can run around."

"I'm done growing up."

Zhou Nanjun gave Xie Yaochen a sideways glance, turned over and climbed down the ladder.

"Be careful, don't fall."

Xie Yaochen smiled.

Zhou Nanjun woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and fell down in a daze when he was climbing the stairs. There was a loud bang, which woke up the other three people in the dormitory. After that, they made fun of Zhou Nanjun a lot. .

Zhou Nanjun rolled his eyes at Xie Yaochen, then turned to wash up.

"A beauty deserves to be a beauty, even if she rolls her eyes she is so beautiful."

Xie Yaochen looked at Zhou Nanjun's back, and continued to tease Zhou Nanjun with a smile.

Zhou Nanjun rolled his eyes at Xie Yaochen again with his toothbrush in his mouth.

Zhou Nanjun was a chubby boy when he was a child, but he had good facial features, which made adults like him very much. He was still a little round in junior high school, but he lost weight completely in high school, and became a handsome boy with a little baby fat. After the third year of high school, his body His shape became thinner and his hair grew longer, so that after entering university, he magically turned into what others call a "department flower". Occasionally, students from other departments would come to watch during class.

Although he was extremely low-key later on, he never participated in all school activities except class activities, let alone the student unions of clubs and organizations, and rarely showed up in school except for classes, and his presence was greatly reduced, but there were still people in their class. Many people like to tease him with nicknames such as "beauty" and "goddess", and even call him the "class flower" in the class... Of course Zhou Nanjun does not believe that those people really call him that, he is an art student , I was studying design, and there are already many beauties in the art department. There are not many beauties in his class who are fair, beautiful and tasteful. What is a rough guy like him?

After washing his face, Zhou Nanjun combed his hair a few times with ten fingers, then used the black hair band on his wrist to casually tie his shoulder-length hair into a loose ponytail behind his head, and turned back to the dormitory.

"Should I get a haircut?"

He had long hair at first because he thought that boys who study art should have long hair, but in fact, although there are boys with long hair, they are not too many. Although he feels good about his long hair style, But after being mistaken for a girl several times, he still couldn't help being a little depressed.

Xie Yaochen looked at the broken hair on Zhou Nanjun's cheeks, and raised his eyebrows: "No, it looks good."

"I know it's pretty," Zhou Nanjun is still very confident about his beauty, "but isn't it a little girly?"

"No," Xie Yaochen said nonsense without blushing, "Obviously very MAN, pure man and real man."

"But the auntie in the canteen thought I was a girl yesterday..." Zhou Nanjun was heartbroken. You must know that the auntie in the canteen gave half a teaspoon less rice than the boys. After all, girls don't eat much.

Zhou Nanjun took his serving of sweet and sour pork ribs and looked at it, and was surprised: "Why are there so many?" In general takeaways, it is considered generous if the dishes take up one-third, but for this one, there are more dishes than rice. And it's all ribs!

Xie Yaochen said indifferently: "When I went to buy food just now, the owner of that store said that he often saw the two of us eating at his place together, and asked if you were my girlfriend, I said no, he didn't know why and just said Suddenly became very happy... Then your takeaway will look like what you see now."

Zhou Nanjun blinked, and then he said to Xie Yaochen seriously: "I thought about it, I look pretty good now, I still don't cut my hair."