secret galaxy

Liang Qian's college life was pretty exciting.As a freshman and sophomore, I joined some clubs, planned some activities, volunteered, skipped classes, and worked part-time. In short, except for falling in love, I tried almost everything that should be experienced in college.

Without Duan Xinghe, he is no longer the "second child of ten thousand years". He ranked first in his grade in the comprehensive assessment for two consecutive semesters. Later, due to skipping classes, his moral character points were deducted, and his ranking dropped.

He is not very clear about Duan Xinghe's situation at B University, and sometimes he wants to ask, but he doesn't know how to ask.And asking this way is easy to make others suspicious-Wen Weizhe once joked, saying that Liang Qian, you can't do it, and you don't care about that crap in high school?

Liang Qian didn't think he was fussy, maybe it was more appropriate to use "comparison" to describe it, or if it was simpler, wouldn't he be able to pay attention to Duan Xinghe's movements?But these words were like playing the piano to Wen Weizhe, so Liang Qian wisely kept silent.

Every summer vacation, Wen Weizhe would organize a class reunion, but there were always not enough people to gather, and the ones who often came were those who had a good relationship before.Liang Qian found it boring, so he found an internship in a securities investment company. He usually went to work from [-] to [-], and rode a bicycle around Yuzhou Middle School on Saturdays and Sundays.

He has met many high school classmates by chance, but he has never met Duan Xinghe.The city of Yuzhou is neither big nor small. It is more than enough to hide two old classmates who are half-baked and not well-fated.

In his junior year, Liang Qian finally regained the top position in GPA and received a generous scholarship.In order to lure him into a treat, several roommates poured out beautiful words, and Liang Qian couldn't help but tell them to "get out".

He suddenly remembered Duan Xinghe, and told them the tragic past of his "second child of ten thousand years" in high school.

One of the roommates, named Sheng Ziming, asked Liang Qian if he had any photos of Duan Xinghe.Liang Qian shook his head and said that the graduation photo was at home, and then he called a few buddies out for dinner.

That night, everyone talked about the future, exchanged cups and exchanged glasses. Liang Qian was half drunk and fell on the bed as soon as he returned to the dormitory. , Wen Ling recorded the photo at that time, and also sent the video to him via QQ.

Liang Qian's heart moved, intending to relive the scene of the day, but he was too lazy to move after drinking, so he closed his eyes and hummed the melody of the song unconsciously.

Dong dong dong, someone knocked on the door of the dormitory, Sheng Ziming said please come in, only to see the students from the dormitory next door poking their heads in, watching the excitement and yelling loudly, Liang Qian, Zhen Yiyao is waiting for you downstairs, I heard that you were drunk, so I sent you anti-alcoholic medicine.

Zhao Zhiju, who was in the same room, was amazed: "Damn, how did Zhen Yiyao know that Liang Qian had been drinking? Could it be that he installed a tracker and a monitor on him? It's awesome."

Peng Jun also fanned the flames, telling Liang Qian to quickly agree to Zhen Yiyao's pursuit. Where can I find such a gentle and considerate girl.

"Okay," Liang Qian smiled and said vaguely, "I will promise her tomorrow."

Then fell asleep.

He had a dream. He dreamed of a certain exam in high school. He didn’t know if it was a monthly exam, a midterm or a final exam, but he was still in the familiar first exam room. chirping.

It was very strange, there was no invigilator in the dream, no other classmates, only Liang Qian and Duan Xinghe.

The fan was creaking and spinning above the head, and the examination room was solemn and solemn. Liang Qian sat behind Duan Xinghe and wrote vigorously. When he raised his head occasionally, he could smell the lavender on Duan Xinghe's body.

The next second, the scene changed, and a piercing bell sounded from the radio, indicating that the exam was over.Liang Qian stood up "chuckled", stood in front of Duan Xinghe's desk, and said sternly, "Hey, stop writing, hand in the paper!"

Duan Xinghe stumbled and didn't finish the composition. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, his ears were red, and he begged Liang Qian with tears in his eyes, can he give me another 2 minutes?

"No." Liang Qian ruthlessly pulled Duan Xinghe's paper, and Duan Xinghe rushed forward, pressing the papers with his elbow, and murmured, Liang Qian, please...

Liang Qian raised his left hand, touched Duan Xinghe's face affectionately, then ravaged his lips with his thumb, showing an evil smile: "Okay."

As a price for delaying time, Liang Qian pressed Duan Xinghe on the desk, pressed him with his body weight, and rolled up his short-sleeved school uniform, revealing a muscular, slightly thin waist.He fondled it for a moment, then tore off his pants.

Amidst the creaking sound of the old fan, Duan Xinghe was violated.

At five o'clock in the morning, before dawn, Liang Qian suddenly woke up from his dream.His panting was still a little short, his heartbeat was also fast, and there was a layer of hot sweat on his back.

When his emotions calmed down, he lifted the quilt to take a look, and sighed inexplicably.Wen Weizhe really hit it off, because he always failed Duan Xinghe in the exam, he bred inner demons, and even in his dreams he was competing with Duan Xinghe for papers.

As for other hints carried by this dream, Liang Qian deliberately ignored them.

He stayed in bed for a while, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower. After playing two games, his roommates woke up one after another. Liang Qian asked them if they needed to bring breakfast, and the three of them nodded listlessly.

Liang Qian wrote down their "order" on his mobile phone, and was about to leave when he suddenly received a WeChat message from Zhen Yiyao, saying that he was waiting for him downstairs.

Sure enough, Liang Qian saw Zhen Yiyao at the door of the dormitory building.In all fairness, Zhen Yiyao is very beautiful, not the cute one, but her facial features are majestic, her nose is straight and straight, full of wild beauty, and the tear mole under her eyelids adds to her charm.

She put down her figure and vigorously pursued Liang Qian. Liang Qian was very moved, but it was difficult to produce love after being moved.

"Hi," seeing Liang Qian, Zhen Yiyao showed a joyful smile, and said straight to the point, "You agreed, right? Don't go back on your word."

Liang Qian was at a loss: "Promise what?"

Zhen Yiyao blushed a little, but she was still hearty and generous: "Be my boyfriend, whoever said that in your class yesterday..."

Liang Qian didn't have any impression. It took him a long time to realize that he was tricked by his classmates. Someone conveyed the drunken joke to Zhen Yiyao last night. "That's not what I meant," Liang Qian hurriedly clarified. Seeing the shocked expression of the girl opposite, she scratched her hair irritably, and smiled wryly: "Let's go, let's go to dinner together, and I'll tell you well."

In the following time, he knew that he had successfully "hurt" Zhen Yiyao's true feelings with emotion and reason. Zhen Yiyao didn't shed tears, but her eyes were flushed, and she covered half of her face with loose hair, and said mockingly, it's okay, I don't like it Just don't like it, don't be sorry.

For a moment, Liang Qian almost softened his heart, thinking that he didn't like other people anyway, and it wouldn't hurt to develop a relationship with Zhen Yiyao, but the tear mole in Zhen Yiyao's eyes reminded him of an acquaintance, and after struggling, he still rejected the girl's kindness.

After eating breakfast for an hour, when Liang Qian returned to the dormitory with the packed breakfast, the roommates had already complained. Liang Qian apologized perfunctorily, put his arm around Sheng Ziming's shoulder and asked, what did you say before? Is the game in Beijing?I give a name.

Sheng Ziming is the study committee member of their class, and also a very hidden gay. He has long coveted Liang Qian's body, but Liang Qian knew nothing about it at the time.

Sheng Ziming said: "It's in Beijing, but it needs to be selected in the school first. Didn't you not be interested before, why do you want to sign up all of a sudden?"

Liang Qian was stunned for a moment, and said that I want to go to Beijing to play, and I can travel at public expense for the competition.

Several roommates didn't believe his words, and Peng Jun was even more blunt, you are still short of that little money, young master.

"Frugality is a virtue, you don't understand." Liang Qian stopped talking nonsense with them, packed his schoolbag and went to the library to read.

In fact, it has nothing to do with expenses, all he needs is a valid reason.

The selection in the school went smoothly, and Liang Qian quickly became a member of the F University representative team. After a month of preparation, he went to Beijing with his teammates and won the first prize in the competition.

Back in Shanghai, he was in a good mood. For the next two weeks, his roommates once thought that he had won the lottery without telling others, so every day was like a peacock spreading its tail.But the good times didn't last long, and some accident happened, and Liang Qian became inexplicably depressed again, with a preoccupied look, indifferent to people, often frowning and staring at the phone with displeasure, Sheng Ziming Curious, he leaned over and took a look, only to see that the phone had been locked because no one had operated it for too long. He had no way of knowing the reason for Liang Qian's anger.

One day, there were only Sheng Ziming and Liang Qian in the dormitory, and Sheng Ziming half-truthed to test whether you were broken in love.

Liang Qian shook his head and denied it, just kidding, does he look like a broken love?

When Sheng Ziming spoke again, the voice was close at hand, Liang Qian felt the heat in his ears, shivered instinctively, stretched his neck forward, and shouted, what are you doing if you have something to say!

Sheng Ziming originally planned to whisper into his ear, but Liang Qian opened the distance, so he straightened up and whispered, Liang Qian, do you like boys.

Liang Qian was greatly shocked. He turned his head and looked at Sheng Ziming for a while, his eyes were novel, as if he had known this friend for the first time, and finally swallowed his saliva and asked in disbelief, "Who are you?"

Sheng Ziming hesitated for a moment, nodded and admitted, and confessed to Liang Qian without shame, I quite like you.

The scene at that time was extremely magical and the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing.After a few seconds of silence, Liang Qian smiled and teased in a relaxed tone, no wonder I feel a chilly gaze following me every time I come out of the shower.

Sheng Ziming knew that he was politely rejecting himself in a humorous way, so he couldn't help laughing: "Damn, I'm not that perverted, okay?"

The two turned their backs to the computer and made a ppt for classroom presentation. Sheng Ziming asked Liang Qian again, don't you feel sick?

Liang Qian shrugged: "No, but I decided to wear more clothes in the dormitory in the future."

Fortunately, Sheng Ziming was only envious of his body, and had no spiritual admiration. Not long after, he met a senior who graduated from his school. The two fell in love and are still together to this day.

At the end of the day, Sheng Ziming asked Liang Qian again, do you like boys? Liang Qian hesitated for a long time, and said uncertainly, the sexual enlightenment of puberty, you know, those small films are all male and female. Girl, I don't think there is anything wrong, but I have a high school classmate, and he and I...

Sheng Ziming was about to listen carefully, but Liang Qian shook his head again, saying forget it.

So this heart-to-heart conversation finally ended with Liang Qian's major decision: he fell on the chair, folded his hands behind his head, sighed in disappointment, and said, what's the point of falling in love with each other? I'll take a bar exam.