Senior is my fake wife

The two talked all the way and walked towards the house.

The next day, college English classroom.

"The exam will be opened in the afternoon." Tong Tian said next to him, "After the exam, there will be homework left, ah... to be liberated!"

"It's just the midterm exam." Fu Qiong turned the pages of the book and said, "How is your homework drawing?"

"Don't mention it." Tong Tian said, "It's a pile of shit."

Fu Qiong laughed.

"No, it's worse than shit." Tong Tian said seriously.

After Fu Qiong finished the exam, he thought Sui Zhen would come to wait for him, but he looked around the door and saw no one else.I could only silently stuff the pencil case into my schoolbag and put it on my shoulder.

"Hey, Senior Fu Qiong?"

Fu Qiong turned her head and saw Bai Qin.

"You're taking the exam next door to me." Bai Qin said.

"En." Fu Qiong nodded.

"Then there is no class after the exam?" Bai Qin said, "Go to the Academy of Fine Arts to see how we decorate the exhibition hall? The opening will be the day after tomorrow."

"Soon." Fu Qiong said.

"Well, go ahead, just give me some advice." Bai Qin pulled Fu Qiong and introduced to the people next to him, "This is Fu Qiong's senior, from our previous oil painting department."

"Hello senior!" The group of people lined up in unison.

Fu Qiong was a little intimidated by this group of hunky men with an average height of over [-], her round eyes opened wide: "Hello."

"They're all my roommates." Bai Qin said, "Come on, do you ride a bike? If you don't, I'll take you!"

There are still two days before the opening of the public welfare design exhibition organized by the sophomore design students.

Fu Qiong was only invited before, and his name was hung at the entrance of the exhibition hall downstairs of the college. Although he still couldn't figure out why he was invited, he saw that they basically invited the seniors of the college.

It's not unreasonable for Fu Qiong to be called "Class Flower" by their oil painting class. Before rumors spread about him and Sui Zhen on campus, when he was still a freshman, it was common for love letters to be stuffed in his desk. At that time, there was a confession carved on his desk by the previous person in the common classroom.The point is that both men and women have...

Later, after Sui Zhen appeared, this phenomenon dropped sharply, approaching zero.

He was brought to the exhibition hall by Baiqin. This year's public welfare exhibition looks quite stylish. The entire exhibition hall of the Academy of Fine Arts is very high-end, with additional seats and a water bar.Fu Qiong was quite surprised that the sophomore's design could have this level and be so innovative.

Especially when she saw a group of childish and enthusiastic juniors who were obviously still students, discussing and working together intensely, Fu Qiong felt a little envious.

When you get older, it's easy to have this kind of envy...

"Here." Fu Qiong bought water for them to reward them, sending out bottles of water, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Thank you senior!" A boy wiped the sweat from his head.

The two of them looked at each other, as if they thought each other looked familiar, but they didn't know how to say it.

"How about senior?!" Bai Qin ran over and hugged the boy, "Is there water to drink? Ai Wei opened a bottle for me."

"Okay!" Evie said.

"It's amazing, I'm looking forward to it." Fu Qiong said, "Why don't you give me some leaflets? I work part-time in an Internet cafe, so I can post some on the counter."

"Yes, that's enough." Bai Qin brought him a dozen and said, "Shall we have dinner together later?"

Fu Qiong originally wanted to go or not, but found that Sui Zhen didn't show up all afternoon.

"I'll make a call." Fu Qiong said.

Due to what happened last time, Fu Qiong felt it was incredible that a hungry brown sugar sticky man like Sui Zhen hadn't looked for him all afternoon.

Fu Qiong also thought that if Sui Zhen really fell in love in the future, his girlfriend would definitely find him cute. Where can I find such a clingy and contrasting boyfriend.

After a while, Sui Zhen picked it up: "Hello?"

"Where are you?" Fu Qiong asked.

"Sleep." Sui Zhen's voice was hoarse.

"Why are you sleeping at this hour?" Fu Qiong asked.

"Sleepy." Sui Zhen said.

Fu Qiong said: "I'm going to have dinner with the people in the college tonight, do you want me to bring you something?"

"No need." Sui Zhen said, "...just come back early."

Fu Qiong responded and hung up the phone.

The four boys in Baiqin's dormitory are all very nice. Although Fu Qiong is not familiar with them yet, they are familiar with each other and they immediately became acquainted.

However, even though Fu Qiong was outside, his mind was full of Sui Zhen's affairs. Why was Sui Zhen sleeping in the dormitory at this point?

After eating two mouthfuls, Fu Qiong was worried, and sent q｜q to ask him:

viburnu:

——Are you really all right?Are you sick?

Sui Zhen didn't reply to him.

"Senior, Fu Qiong?"

"Huh?" Fu Qiong looked up.

"I've been calling you for a long time," Bai Qin said.

"Excuse me, what are you talking about?" Fu Qiong turned the phone back.

"We're talking about this. We were looking for a house before and wanted to open a studio. Adult classes are also available, teaching high school seniors or children." Bai Qin said, "Senior oil painting department, gouache should be good, I don't know if there is any Interested together?"

"Open...studio?" Fu Qiong froze for a moment.

"Yes, I was a teaching assistant in the studio before." Ivy said, "We also recruited a junior, he is a rich second generation, and he is willing to help us with the venue and qualifications."

"It's like you are our hired teacher." Bai Qin said, "Are you interested, senior?"

Fu Qiong is of course interested in making money, and there is still a lot of interest, her eyes are bright: "...I can."

Upon hearing this, Bai Qin said happily, "That's great."

Chatting and chatting, after another hour, when Fu Qiong looked at the time, he realized that it was past eight o'clock, and Sui Zhen didn't reply to his message.

"Senior, we..."

"Wait, wait a minute." Fu Qiong lowered her eyebrows and looked at the phone, "I have something to do, maybe I have to go first."

"Then let's chat in a small group later." Bai Qin said, "I had a good chat today. I remember the exhibition the day after tomorrow."

"Yeah." Fu Qiong nodded, and quickly picked up her bag, "Let's talk next time."

He walked out of the restaurant, still thinking in his mind that Sui Zhen was a little sluggish yesterday, he asked a few words and Sui Zhen didn't answer him.

Fu Qiong walked back home quickly, and when she got home, the lights were dimmed. Fu Qiong put the bag beside the bed, stepped on her own bed to look at him: "... Sui Zhen?"

Sui Zhen moved, turned over, and his voice became hoarse: "... are you back?"

"Are you okay?" Fu Qiong reached out to touch his forehead, and it was really hot, Fu Qiong said anxiously, "Why didn't you tell me when you had a fever?"

"...It's okay." Sui Zhen buried half of his face in the quilt.

Fu Qiong lifted his quilt a little, and stroked his cheek with a slightly cool hand, feeling a little hot, and then he noticed that Sui Zhen's cheek was a little swollen.

"What's wrong with your face? Did you fight again?" Fu Qiong leaned closer to him.

Hearing this, Sui Zhen seemed a little displeased, and quickly raised his eyebrows: "What is 'again'?"

"..." Fu Qiong remembered that it was because he promised himself not to fight or fight back that he was beaten like this before, and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm talking nonsense."

Sui Zhen has turned around and looked at him.

"What's the matter? Why are you so pitiful?" Fu Qiong rested her chin on the head of his bed, and stretched out her hand to gently stroke his hair.

"Toothache." Sui Zhen closed his eyes and added angrily, "It hurt yesterday."

Fu Qiong felt a little distressed now: "Why didn't you say earlier, I'll get you medicine, is it wisdom teeth?"

"I don't know." Sui Zhen said.

"Fever occurs only when there is inflammation, it must be wisdom teeth." Fu Qiong found some medicine for him, "You still have an exam tomorrow, go to the dentist immediately after the exam."

"...you'll be fine once you have a fever." Sui Zhen hoarse.

"It's all right, come down and take the medicine." Fu Qiong said.

Sui Zhen got off the ladder next to the bed, sitting on the side of the bed uncomfortably like a big dog withered.Fu Qiong untied his clothes, put ice patches on him, and wiped him with a towel: "Do you feel better?"

"Toothache." Sui Zhen said.

"Eat this, it won't hurt." Fu Qiong coaxed.

After Sui Zhen hummed and took the medicine, he became more energetic, and grabbed him to settle accounts: "Where did you go today?"

"Didn't I tell you, have dinner with my junior." Fu Qiong said.

Sui Zhen looked like he had an olive in his mouth, and gave Fu Qiong the phone.

"?" Fu Qiong looked at the phone in front of her face.

He took it over, and the dialog on it was with Lin Lin.

Lin Lin:

--elder brother! ! !

--[voice]

Fu Qiong clicked on the voice, and heard the other party's artificial and deep voice: — Mr. Zhen, Mr. Zhen, coordinates downstairs in the boys' dormitory. I ran into my sister-in-law talking and laughing happily with a handsome guy. I caught him. Let's see how to deal with it, over.

"..." Fu Qiong clicked on the second paragraph.

——Zong Zong Zhen, I witnessed my sister-in-law and a handsome guy entering the cafe at the door, do you want to catch them, over!

After Fu Qiong listened to the two passages, she wanted to drop her phone.

"Is he free?" Fu Qiong asked with a smile.

"This handsome guy is your junior..." Sui Zhen said.

"Not as handsome as you are not as handsome as you." Fu Qiong said, thinking that since you are a straight man, why do you still care whether other people are handsome or not?

He muttered under his breath: "I can't make friends anymore?"

Sui Zhen turned his head to look at him again: "I don't like him."

Fu Qiong didn't want to argue with him about this, so after wiping him, she squatted on the ground, put her hands on her knees and looked up at him tenderly: "You, what should I do when I'm not here?"

"..." Sui Zhen closed his eyes, "That's always there."

"Stay with you all the time?" Fu Qiong said, "When you have a wife, she will take care of you if you have a toothache."

"No." Sui Zhen said.

"It's useless if you don't." Fu Qiong decided to ignore his behavior, which seemed to be acting like a coquettish pretext, and patted his hand, "Okay, are you feeling better after taking the medicine?"

"..." Sui Zhen opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Hungry?" Fu Qiong could tell what he wanted to say at a glance.

"Yeah." Sui Zhen said, "I didn't eat anything at noon."

Fu Qiong felt that he was indeed pitiful, but what was so strange?

"..." So he could only stand up, "I'll go downstairs to buy porridge."

After putting on her shoes, Fu Qiong went to the door and took a coat casually, only to find out that it belonged to Sui Zhen when she went out with her shoes on.It hangs loosely on his body, almost covering his legs, and there is a faint smell of smoke and washing powder on Sui Zhen's body.

Fu Qiong took the wallet and walked to the door, thinking of his face in the dark corridor.

Like a child.

Who will be together forever, besides, what is their relationship?

At least he doesn't want to be friends.

He wants to be with Sui Zhen all the time, not to be friends.But if we can stay together for the rest of our lives and just be friends...

Maybe he can take it too.

Fu Qiong didn't know at the time that his thoughts like this countless times in the future would become an excuse for his timidity as time went on.