Roommate insists on kissing me after going crazy

The sun was shining after lunch, and there were many students on campus. An Lian and Qin Muyang walked side by side, without speaking for a while.

The two ended up eating in the cafeteria.

In fact, the food in the cafeteria is not bad, each window has its own characteristics, and the taste can't be faulted, but it's not that delicate.

Except for the oil, there are no major problems.

At the beginning, An Lian was fed by Sister Zhang's food, so he unknowingly became picky about his taste, but after a little adaptation in the past two days, he quickly returned to his previous state.

After all, he has been boarding at the school since he was a child, and he has eaten canteen meals for at least ten years.

Especially before I didn't have my own house, it was a torment every time I went home to eat.An Renge would always deliberately oppose him, and his father was acquiescing. The only thing that could comfort him was his mother's meticulous care.

At that time, the food at home was also delicious, but An Lian was reluctant to eat every bite, and instead missed the school cafeteria.

Thinking of this, An Lian's expression darkened unconsciously, and then quickly covered it up.

Qin Muyang's attention never moved away from him, and he could clearly see the unhappiness at that moment.

"An Lian, don't worry, I will definitely be able to cook better next time." He said tentatively.

He didn't even think that he could make the dishes so unpalatable.

An Lian must have been disappointed in him.

An Lian raised her eyes when she heard the words, and the corners of her mouth slightly curved: "Let's talk about it after you recover."

However, after living together with Qin Muyang, he went home to eat on time every day, which made him feel at home.

Qin Muyang was stunned for a moment.

An Lian hasn't smiled at him since his car accident.

He also laughed: "Are you not angry with me anymore?"

An Lian: "..."

started again.

"Chen Liao and I, we are brothers, but I was wrong for not telling you when we went out with him," Qin Muyang quickly took the opportunity to explain, "I will tell you wherever I go in the future."

An Lian sighed.

"Xiao Yang," he didn't know how many times he repeated these words, "I'm not angry with you, and the relationship between us is not what you think."

Qin Muyang fell silent, his lips pursed into a line.

"You just... have a small problem now, and you have a wrong perception," An Lian said in the gentlest tone possible, "Don't think about it, after a few months, everything will return to normal. "

Qin Muyang began to feel irritable again.

"That is to say, I like you, is it also my cognitive error?" He frowned and asked.

"Yeah." An Lian had never been so gentle before, like coaxing a child.

"I don't believe it." Qin Muyang said directly.

"I like you or not, I have feelings, what you say doesn't count."

After finishing speaking, without giving An Lian a chance to speak, he turned around and strode out of the school gate.

An Lian stood there for a long while, then sighed slowly.

In the next few days, Qin Muyang did not show up.

An Lian breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Muyang, whose memory is confused, is too different from before.

If we had always kept a comfortable distance from him before, then now Qin Muyang has crossed that invisible dividing line and approached step by step.

In short, An Lian was very difficult to resist.

After working overtime on the weekend, An Lian drove home as usual, but received a message from her mother.

[Go back home when you have time in the evening, the food is ready]

An Lian hesitated for a moment, and replied:

[it is good]

After doing the math, I really haven't been home for several months.

Tomorrow is the start of the second half of the semester at F University, and An Renge must have already gone to school.

The younger brother is not around, so the meal can be more solid.

But when she sat down at the dining table, An Lian realized that she was wrong.

"Your brother said that you didn't help him in the competition a few days ago?"

A few minutes after the family moved their chopsticks, Father An pretended to ask casually.

An Lian paused for a while, without raising her eyes: "Didn't he win the prize?"

"Third prize." Papa An's tone was not very good.

An Lian frowned upon hearing this.

In this kind of competition, he has mentored many students of S University, and he has a lot of experience. The materials he compiled for An Renge at that time even reached the postgraduate level.

It is really surprising that I can win the third prize with these materials.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Mama An sighed and said:

"Xiaoge is a child who is used to it. He has lost his temper for a few days because of this matter. He said that you helped him halfway and then let go. What's going on?"

An Lian's eyes moved slightly.

It was the day Qin Muyang had an accident.

He pursed his lips: "It's a little urgent..."

As soon as the words were spoken, he was interrupted by An's father: "What can be more important than my own brother."

An Lian's eyes turned cold, and he didn't speak again.

"He has just transferred to a new major. You know the counselor." Dad An has been a professor all his life and is very good at speaking in a commanding tone. My brother apologized."

An Lian put down her chopsticks upon hearing this.

"Is there someone who talks like that..." Mother An became anxious when she saw this.

"Mom, I'm done eating." After the words fell, An Lian stood up, took a tissue to wipe her mouth, and went straight out the door.

The father's angry scolding sound came from the room, nothing more than words like "the wings are hard and the temper is strong".

An Lian stood expressionlessly at the door of the elevator, listening while waiting for the elevator.

In the past, he would not express his dissatisfaction so clearly.

He would listen silently, at least until his parents finished the meal, and then pretend to leave without any emotion, trying to be a good son who is filial and obedient.

But just now, he couldn't bear it for a second.

The matter of Qin Muyang is indeed much more important than that of An Renge, An Lian thought to himself.

The next morning, An Lian went out late again without incident.

His biological clock is to wake up at seven o'clock on time. When he got up, Qin Muyang had already come back from his morning run and bought breakfast by the way.

Qin Muyang wasn't here these days, An Lian had to buy breakfast by herself, so it was always 10 minutes later than usual.

Unexpectedly, when I hurriedly packed up and was about to go out, the phone rang.

It's an unknown number.

After connecting, the other person asked first: "An Lian?"

"I am," An Lian wondered, "You are?"

"Zheng Mingming, Qin Muyang's counselor is also your senior, we did the experiment together." Said over there.

An Lian tried her best to recall, and seemed to have some impressions.

"Did something happen to Qin Muyang?"

"Ham, it's not a big deal," Zheng Mingming said, "It's just a fight with someone."

An Lian: "...!"

"fight?"

Qin Muyang has always been a good boy, how could he fight with others, he doesn't know how to fight at all.

"Yeah, isn't it a coincidence," Zheng Mingming sighed, "I'm still with a new classmate from their class, your brother An Renge."

"Anringer?"

"Well, the two fought quite fiercely." Zheng Mingming gave a "tsk".

An Lian couldn't calm down any longer, so she went down the stairs to pick up the car.

An Renge was very playful when he was in junior high school. He also mixed with those people in the society and learned a lot of bad habits. Later, when his father found out, he was forced to prepare for the college entrance examination.

Although he has restrained himself in the past few years, Qin Muyang will definitely suffer if there is a real fight.

An Lian didn't dare to delay for a moment, and quickly arrived at F University.

Zheng Mingming was waiting for him at the school gate, and the two exchanged a few simple greetings when they met.

"Are you here as Qin Muyang's parent, or An Renge's?" Zheng Mingming asked with a smile.

An Lian's expression moved slightly, and he said, "Qin Muyang."

An Renge couldn't manage it himself, and he didn't want to.

Zheng Mingming laughed when he heard the words: "It's strange to say, I asked Qin Muyang to invite the parents, and he directly reported your number."

He had a good impression of An Lian, and he got acquainted within a few words, and asked jokingly, "Who are you?"

An Lian felt guilty reflexively when he heard the words.

"Roommate," he said.

"It's rare, then your roommate is really responsible, more than his parents..."

"Sorry, senior," An Lian had no choice but to interrupt, "Let's check the situation first."

"Let's go, let's go," Zheng Mingming smiled, "We are all in the infirmary now."

"I've asked about the specific reason for the fight. It's just a few verbal disputes. Young people, they start fighting before they can say a few words." He explained to An Lian as he walked.

An Lian's expression was always serious.

What kind of dispute can there be between Qin Muyang and An Renge?

"The problem is not big or small, just negotiate it, and there will be no real punishment. After all, Qin Muyang has won a lot of honor for our department."

Zheng Mingming looked at An Lian again as he spoke.

He was really surprised. This junior has only cooperated once, but he has always remembered it clearly in the past few years.

Seeing the word An Lian, three labels immediately appeared in my mind: strong professional ability, cold personality, and few words.

It was quite surprising to see An Lian being so nervous about other people's affairs.

"I'm just talking about that kid Qin Muyang, why is he so good at skipping classes every day?" Zheng Mingming snapped his fingers, "It turns out that you are an expert behind the scenes."

An Lian paused.

"what did you say?"

"Tell me that you gave Qin Muyang a little trouble." Zheng Mingming was also a little confused.

"He... skipped class?"

An Lian thought, she must have heard wrong.

Qin Muyang's most important thing is to study. Every time he comes back from school, he always pesters himself to ask questions and make up lessons.

Qin Muyang helped him a lot in life, so An Lian was happy to help him with tutoring.After a long time, both of them got used to sitting together and reading a book after dinner.

In short, it is impossible for Qin Muyang to skip class.

"I've escaped a lot," Zheng Mingming said, "This kid has a high grade on the paper, so he almost doesn't need all his usual marks. Otherwise, his final grade will definitely be 95 points."

An Lian: "..."

The two chatted while walking, and finally arrived at the infirmary.

As soon as she entered, she saw a person sitting on each of the two hospital beds, so An Lian subconsciously went to the side surrounded by doctors.

Caught off guard, he exchanged a glance with An Renge, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face.

An Lian: "?"

An Renge was also very surprised to see him, and then he looked embarrassed. He raised his hand to cover his face, but he got injured on his arm, and grinned immediately.

"...Who asked you to come?"

There was also a gap at the corner of his mouth, and it was difficult to speak.

Before An Lian could answer, someone grabbed her arm.

"An Lian, you're finally here."

You don't need to guess to know that it's Qin Muyang, but... An Lian looked around at him, and found that this kid didn't look like he was being bullied at all.

"Where are you hurt?"

Qin Muyang curled his lips when he heard the words, his eyes were full of grievances.

"here."

He raised his hand, and on the back of his hand, there was a...a cartoon Band-Aid one finger wide.

An Lian: "..."

An Renge: "..."