can you not tease me

After a busy day, Beisong finally packed up the dormitory, and then lay down on the bed.

Today is the first day of registration, and school has not officially started yet.

In this four-person dormitory, the other three beds are still vacant.

In the empty dormitory, Bei Song collapsed on the bed he had just made after taking a hasty shower in the bathroom. He recalled the scenes that happened during the day, this man called Professor Song, his tall and straight figure and gentle demeanor Smiles have always occupied Beisong's mind.

That strange feeling emerged from the bottom of Beisong's heart again.

Before Beisong had time to think about what it was like, his cell phone rang.

Unlike most of the Apple computers used by students in City A, Beisong's cell phone is just an uncommon brand-name domestic machine.

After Beisong saw that the caller was his mother, he immediately picked up the phone and greeted his mother:

"Good evening, Mom."

The voice of the woman on the other end of the phone was somewhat tired, but she still said to Beisong with apology:

"I'm sorry, Xiao Bei, but Mom really doesn't have time to report to school with you."

Bei Song said quickly: "It's okay, I can do it alone. You have worked hard, so you really don't need to worry about me anymore."

On the other end of the phone, the woman smiled softly and said softly:

"My little Bei is really a gentle and considerate boy."

As soon as the topic of tenderness was mentioned, Song Jinyang once again appeared in Beisong's mind.

So Bei Song, who was in a good mood, said to his mother with a smile:

"Mom, I met a very gentle and nice person today."

Beisong's mother heard her son say that his new life at school had a good start. She was happy for Beisong, and at the same time, her tired mood after a busy day was swept away.

"You've had a good start, mom is really happy for you, can you tell mom what kind of person you met?"

Bei Song replied obediently:

"Well, the other party is a mature big brother who is very kind to people. I heard my counselor teacher call him Professor Song very respectfully. It seems that he is the professor of our school. This is the first time I have seen such a young university student. As for the professor, the dormitory I live in is also arranged by Professor Song and the counselor teacher. Later, Professor Song saw that I was registering at the school alone without the company of my parents, so he accompanied me and filled out the registration form for the dormitory. Sent me to the dormitory. And Professor Song is so handsome, hey, Mom, you don’t even know, when he took me to the dormitory, many girls looked back at us, this is the first time for me Being watched by so many people along the way, I was super nervous, but Professor Song seems to be used to the feeling of being watched by people like this, and he has long been used to it."

Hearing her children talking endlessly about the interesting things that happened in school, Beisong's mother also laughed happily:

"That's right. It seems that this professor is a very nice person and treats you very well. Next time Xiaobei meets this professor, he must thank him face to face."

"Mmm, of course."

The mother and son chatted for a while, and the time passed unknowingly. It was getting late now. Originally, Beisong's mother had been busy with work all day, but Beisong's side had also been busy all day from the start of the school newspaper to tidying up the dormitory and buying daily necessities.

Gradually, both of them became a little sleepy, so after saying good night to each other, Bei Song fell asleep after hanging up the phone.

It was just a dream he had, but it wasn't a good dream.

Throughout the night, Beisong's dreams were in chaos.

In the dream, there was the sharp and piercing sound of tires rubbing against the ground when they braked suddenly, there was a violent "bang" impact, and there was a man whose figure was blurred and Bei Song couldn't see his face clearly. With his body, Blocked the disaster for "myself", and fell in front of "myself" dripping with blood.

After the word is the heart-piercing and desperate cry of the "self" in the dream.

pain!it hurts!

Compared with the physical pain caused by the car accident, Bei Song felt that "my" heart hurt more, as if the heart was about to burst.

He couldn't see who the person in the dream was, he only knew that the person who died to protect "myself" seemed to be the most important person in "myself" life.

But he lost this person forever, and from then on, the vitality of "himself" no longer has this person.

The rest of my life is nothing but despair...

Beisong was awakened by this nightmare, and really broke out in a cold sweat.

This dream was too real, so real that this heart-wrenching feeling permeated reality.

What scares Bei Song even more is that this nightmare is not the first time he has had it.

Since about a week ago, this terrible dream has appeared in his sleep from time to time, and this is the third time he has had this dream.

But every time, it was such a fragmented, broken and cruel scene, repeatedly torturing the "self" in the dream.

Bei Song was a little puzzled, who was that person who died in the dream?Who is that person who collapsed in despair?

Although occupying the perspective of one of them, Beisong does not think that the person in the dream is himself.

After waking up, Beisong couldn't understand why he would repeat such a nightmare that was so weird that it felt real.

But Beisong is not a person who is entangled, so he simply doesn't bother to think about such an unthinkable matter.

If this kind of dream will affect your sleep quality for a long time in the future, then you should see a psychiatrist.

Looking at the morning light outside the window into the room, it is a new day and a new beginning.

Beisong's mood became clear again, well, it was another beautiful day.

Beisong got up to wash up quickly, and after tidying up his appearance, he went out and wandered around the campus for a while, and then found a restaurant to have breakfast. The sun was a little bit hot at about [-] o'clock in the morning, and he went back to the school again. to the dormitory.

Bei Song took out the key and was about to open the door, but found that the dormitory was unlocked.

Looks like a new roommate has arrived.

Bei Song immediately pushed open the door of the dormitory with a smile on his face, and then he froze.

Bei Song didn't expect to see Song Jinyang again so soon.

"Huh? Professor, why are you here?"

As soon as Beisong finished his doubtful words, an extremely handsome boy with eyebrows and eyes somewhat similar to Professor Song's, but with a rather flamboyant face came out of the bathroom.

He smiled and said to Beisong:

"Huh? You know my brother?"

"Brother?" Beisong stared blankly at this beautiful boy with crooked smiles and eyes so beautiful that other girls could envy and hate him.

Before Beisong realized what the situation was, the other party extended his hand and held Beisong's slightly wet palm because of nervousness, and introduced himself enthusiastically to Beisong:

"Hello, my name is Song Qiuyao, and I'm your roommate. I'm a freshman in the Art Department of University A. Next to me is my brother Song Jinyang. He works as a teacher in University A. Today my brother sent me to report, but look Wake up, you seem to know each other already."

It turns out that the professor is the brother of the new roommate who accompanied the new roommate, no wonder.

Bei Song, who had his doubts answered, immediately nodded and replied:

"Hello, my name is Beisong, a freshman in the School of Finance and Economics. Thanks to the professor's help yesterday, I am really grateful."

After finishing speaking, Beisong bowed deeply to Song Jinyang, and Song Jinyang smiled softly and said:

"You don't have to be polite."

Now it's Song Qiuyao's turn to be a little confused. When did my unsmiling brother Gao Leng become so amiable?

Song Qiuyao was so scared that he almost got goosebumps all over his body, okay?

At the same time, Beisong was secretly sighing, the fate is really wonderful, I just met my brother who is a very nice person yesterday, and now my enthusiastic brother has also become a roommate with me.

It feels so good to have a new friend so quickly!

Song Jinyang on the side looked at Beisong's smiling face and knew that he was very happy now.

It seems that it was really a correct decision to arrange my stupid younger brother to be Beisong's roommate.

In this way, in the future, I can take care of Xiaobei in the name of Xiaobei as my younger brother's roommate, and take care of Xiaobei with confidence.

The two brothers of the Song family are locals of City A, so Song Qiuyao came to the dormitory almost lightly. He didn't bring much. He just used his own small suitcase and packed some summer clothes and a few pairs of shoes. The easel and drawing tools he brought over took up more space.

Song Jinyang glanced at Beisong's neatly made bed, and then at his brother's empty bed. Comparing this, Beisong appeared to be well-behaved and sensible.

Song Jinyang sighed in his heart, he reached out and patted his younger brother's head lightly, and said helplessly:

"Let's go, go shopping, you can't sleep on a bare bed at night, can you?"

"I thought the school would distribute these things..." Song Qiuyao rubbed the back of his head patted by his brother, and said innocently.

"You think too much." Song Jinyang replied speechlessly.

Looking at the two brothers who were talking and laughing, Beisong thought enviously, if he also had such a good brother, then he must be very happy.

When Beisong was still thinking about what it would be like if he had an older brother, he didn't know that Song Jinyang, who had first been issued a good person card by his little beloved wife and now started to issue an elder brother card, smiled and rubbed Beisong The soft hair on the top of the head said gently:

"Don't be in a daze, let's go together."

"Hey, can I join you too?" Bei Song stretched out his hand to push the eyes on the bridge of his nose, and asked with wide eyes.

Song Jinyang laughed lowly:

"You are Qiu Yao's roommate, shouldn't you be together?"

"Okay...Ok..."

Seeing the man's shallow and gentle smile, Beisong's face began to turn red slowly, and his heartbeat began to speed up a lot.

Song Qiuyao, who was at the side, was completely stunned, and felt aggrieved by his strength.

He has grown so old, he really has never seen his elder brother, who has been so gentle to anyone, especially when he patted himself on the head just now, but when he came to his new roommate, it became a pat on the head.

Well, although the new roommate looks very obedient and soft, and the soft hair looks easy to touch, but this is really not so partial!

Song Qiuyao thought to himself, obviously his hair is also very soft and easy to touch, okay?

Who is your real brother?