My roommate is finally back to normal

Tong Mo looked at Gao Boxin expressionlessly.

"Your hand sanitizer is unscented?" he asked.

"I don't need that thing." Gao Boxin still looked disgusted.

"But don't you have a cleanliness addiction?" Tong Mo said lightly, then turned and walked towards the study.

"When did I say that I have a cleanliness?" Gao Boxin stood there and fell into deep thought.

Tong Mo returned to the study and came out after a while, and he brought out Gao Boxin's schoolbag by the way.

He walked up to Gao Boxin and handed over his schoolbag.

"Let's go. I'll take you to the gate of the community. Before it's dark, you can go back by bike."

"Is this an eviction order?" Gao Boxin took the schoolbag in a daze, looked at Tong Mo for a while, "angry?"

Tong Mo replied indifferently: "What's there to be angry about?"

Gao Boxin looked at him for a while, nodded, and put his schoolbag on his back: "Okay, I'll go home first today, and you don't have to send me out. There is only one way in through the gate, can I still get lost?"

Hearing Gao Boxin say this with a cold face, Tong Mo always felt that Gao Boxin seemed unhappy because he was kicked home.

"You can come early on weekends, and no one will chase you after you study for a long time. Usually, if you go home too late, your family members should be worried, right?" Tong Mo explained kindly, "That's why I just proposed Let you stay overnight."

Gao Boxin seemed to be taken aback by his first half of the sentence, and then suddenly smiled as if changing his face.

Walking to the door, Gao Boxin whispered to himself, "I hope I can stay overnight and just say so."

Tong Mo: "?"

"However, even if you want me to stay overnight and become closer to me, it will only be in vain." Gao Baixin glanced at the door and said, "I don't mean that to you, and maybe I won't like you in the future. you."

Tong Mo: "??"

Just as he was about to go over to clarify, Gao Boxin had quickly walked out of the gate and closed it.

"Come on, come pick up the car with me." Because the door closed too fast, his voice was also hidden behind the door.

Gao Boxin looked normal when he drove away, but Tong Mo couldn't help feeling a little worried.

What did Gao Boxin think about all day long?

He felt that he couldn't let Gao Boxin think so wildly.

After he got home, he found Gao Boxin's WeChat from the class group, and sent an application to add friends.

Gao Boxin probably didn't reply because he was riding a bicycle. While waiting, Tong Mo answered countless inquiries from the family group.

"Did Momo bring his classmate home today? What kind of person is the classmate? Do you have any photos?"

"It's a good thing that Momo has a close classmate. I also heard from Lin Qiuyan that that classmate has a good physique. It seems that he has been exercising a lot."

"I also heard that Momo wants to cook at home with his classmates? How long has it been since @Momohis dad's house fired? Is there anything else I need to buy? I'll buy it and send it over tomorrow."

Tong's father was probably busy with other things and couldn't reply in time, so Tong Mo hurriedly replied: "There is nothing missing in the kitchen at home, Uncle Lin said he would buy some food for us, don't worry, my classmate is very good at cooking. "

After Tong Mo finished saying this sentence, a message prompt was refreshed in front of his eyes

GBX: I passed your friend verification request, now we can chat.

Gao Boxin's WeChat nickname is simple and rude, just like his character that he doesn't want to talk nonsense with others.

And Tong Mo's nickname is Tong Mo, which seems to be in stark contrast to Gao Boxin.

Their faces are also bright and dark.

The one who is dark is Gao Boxin, and the one who is bright is Tong Mo.

Tong Mo didn't hesitate much, and sent a message:

-Got home?

Gao Boxin replied very briefly:

-Um

Usually Tong Mo would not continue when he saw such a reply that cherished words like gold.

It was a bit late at the moment, and it was enough for him to know that Gao Boxin had arrived home safely.

Afterwards, Tong Mo went into the study and continued to read. By the way, he sorted out a set of basic topics, and planned to give them to Gao Boxin during tutoring tomorrow.

He picked up his phone when he went back to his room to sleep, and saw a message from Gao Boxin two hours ago: - Worried about me?

Tong Mo thought to himself, isn't this asking knowingly?

But no matter what he said, he might be misinterpreted by Gao Boxin into something else.

He didn't reply, put his phone on the bedside, and fell asleep in the peaceful air.

Tong Mo went to school on time the next day, and when he entered the classroom, his deskmate was already sitting at the desk playing with his mobile phone.

Originally, he didn't want to infringe on other people's privacy, but Tong Mo managed not to squint.

But when Gao Boxin saw him sit down, he immediately handed the phone to him.

"You can tell me which vegetables Uncle Lin will buy today." Gao Boxin said.

Tong Mo looked down and found that Gao Baixin opened a software for cooking.

"Temperature?" Tong Mo glanced at him.

"Do you think it's possible?" Gao Boxin snorted, "I did this to show that I value it, and I don't want to ruin my own brand."

Tong Mo wanted to ask him what kind of signature he had in cooking, but it seemed that he was more interested in another matter.

"Are you really willing to sacrifice to such a degree in order to improve your grades?"

Hearing Gao Boxin himself said last night that he could cook at his house, he wasn't that surprised that he hadn't really connected with reality yet.

But now seeing Gao Boxin looking up cooking information, trying to get the qualification to stay in his home for tutoring by cooking a good table, Tong Mo still felt that it was unreal.

However, Gao Boxin's thoughts, which are completely dominated by academic performance, are a little easier to control than he imagined.

"Who said I was doing it for grades?" Gao Boxin suddenly said in a cold voice, and took the phone away from Tong Mo's hand.

Tong Mo:?

"Since I'm the one asking you for help, and what you want in return is that I'll be in charge of your dinner during your tuition at your home, why don't I agree?" Gao Boxin said again.

Tong Mo subconsciously: "When did I say that the reward I want is to let you cook..."

What he wants in return is clearly

Tong Mo didn't expect that he would let Gao Boxin teach him a sport in exchange for his ignorance for a while.

He hasn't even been able to say it yet.

Tong Mo was a little frustrated, and couldn't cheer up for the next few classes.

When get out of class was over, he stopped resting on his stomach, but kept turning his head to look at his deskmate.

To be precise, he looked at his deskmate's arms, back, and thighs.

Gao Boxin wears casual and loose clothes, the sleeves are rolled up a little casually, the back is straight, and the lower body is wearing jeans. Although the legs are too long and look too thin, the legs are strong and strong .

The spirit of a person really does not see through anything, but depends on sitting and standing postures.

Tong Mo noticed that Gao Boxin seldom seemed to be out of spirits, he looked at it for a while, and felt envious in his heart.

I really envy such a healthy and energetic body.

Tong Mo probably forgot to restrain his eyes. Gao Boxin, who was the biggest father in the world who was not afraid of anything, actually became a little wary when he saw him.

Gao Boxin retracted his unruly long legs, pulled down his sleeves, put his hands in his coat pockets, and pulled his hat up to cover his head.

Such a strict defense, wishing to leave an inch of skin behind, seems familiar.

Tong Mo withdrew his eyes, thinking that Gao Boxin was really naive.

She doesn't even want to be looked at by him, why did she take the initiative to pull his hand to hug her waist yesterday?

Then Tong Mo immediately thought that this Gao Baixin was probably thinking wrong again.

He really wanted to roll his eyes, but his great self-cultivation made him hold back the movement.

Tong Mo supported his head with his hands and turned his head, completely blocking the chance of Gao Baixin appearing in his sight.

Gao Boxin didn't withdraw his awkwardness until the class bell rang.

Before the teacher stepped into the classroom, he leaned on the table, lowered his head, and said in a low voice facing the front: "I am not selling myself."

Tong Mo looked at him angrily, without saying a word, turned his back to him, and waved his hand in disgust.

What Gao Boxin said to Tong Mo was originally just an episode between the two of them.

After class, Tong Mo passed by the seat in front of him, only to realize that the partition wall has ears. Ding Zhenyu, who was sitting in front of Gao Boxin, heard the words clearly and spread the word.

"My brother Xin is just cool, 'I, show off not selling yourself'." Ding Zhenyu imitated it again, shaking his head. Because of his words, a group of students came to ask curiously, and he imitated even more vigorously.

Not only that, but he also added his own interpretation: "It is estimated that our civil and military champion made some agreement, so we don't go to study at night every day, and go home together. I don't know what agreement made Brother Xin emphasize such a sentence? Could it be—”

"Tong Mo is actually in brother Xianxin's body!" When he yelled this sentence, the classroom was quiet, which shocked everyone and had a dramatic effect.

When Ding Zhenyu said this, Tong Mo was actually present. He had already stepped out of the classroom door with one foot. Because of the illogical words behind him, he had to take his foot back and turned to look in Ding Zhenyu's direction.

Ding Zhenyu usually cowers in front of Gao Boxin, like a chicken that Gao Boxin can pinch with one hand, but now surrounded by other students, he holds his head up like a proud rooster.

When Tong Mo and Ding Zhenyu looked at each other, they couldn't see any fear in Ding Zhenyu's eyes.

Probably because he is not a deterrent.

Tong Moyi took a correct look at himself at the door.

Being teased and misunderstood by classmates in the class is a strange experience for Tong Mo.

Probably because of listening to his abnormal tablemate say all kinds of weird things every day, Tong Mo was not so angry at Ding Zhenyu's rumors.

At the same time, he felt that to be able to have the same twisted logic and to achieve consistency in such absurd thoughts probably belonged to the lineage of the seven classes of natives.

When Tong Mo withdrew his eyes, he found two eyes in the front row staring at him.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Chen Feng who was sitting in the front row staring at him.

Chen Feng was almost staring at him, his face was almost written in black: What did you do to Gao Boxin again?

Tong Mo was amused by his own imagination, he didn't care about Chen Feng's hostility, he turned around and wanted to go out the door.

The classroom was too noisy, and the crowd gathered had an unpleasant smell, so he wanted to go to the corridor to get some air.

As soon as he turned around, he bumped into someone head-on.

This head-on is the real deal.

His nose and Gao Boxin's nose even touched.

The fact that Gao Boxin was taller than him by one centimeter was not obvious in this situation. It seemed that they were evenly matched, and neither of them backed down.

But after they touched each other, they all took three steps backwards as if they were electrocuted, as if they were stained with a certain smell of the other party and couldn't be washed off, with indescribable expressions on their faces.

Tong Mo's face was even a little red.

The moment he turned around and met Gao Boxin just now, Gao Boxin's eyelashes touched his face, and Gao Boxin's breathing was also very close, and the two thin lips were about a centimeter away from his.

If one of them took a step forward, it might be a kiss.

He was very scared.

The people in the classroom did not expect that they had just heard that the relationship between Gao Boxin and his deskmate was not simple, and witnessed their intimate contact with their own eyes.

Some students who are not afraid of death even pulled the students next to them and asked in a low voice: "Did they kiss just now? I seem to be a little dazzled. I feel that I have kissed, but I don't feel that I have kissed. Do you think they kissed?"

Gao Boxin stood there for a long time.

When he opened his mouth to speak, Tong Mo had the urge to step forward and cover his mouth to pull him away.

If Gao Boxin said any ambiguous words in public again, he would be completely confused.

In the end, Gao Boxin just muttered in a low voice: "Why don't you look behind you before you turn around, luckily the person behind you is me—"

Tong Mo didn't want to say anything immediately.