I'm a black fan, you have to get used to me

Probably because this ghost story made Fu Zhun a little bit ashamed.

For the next time, Fu Zhun ignored Cen Xiao.

On the contrary, Cen Xiao seemed to be in a good mood.

There was a faint smile on the usually expressionless face.

He changed his previous style of "saying one more punctuation mark will kill you" and began to tell Fu Zhun other ghost stories——

"There's someone in the elevator..."

Fu Zhun: "Shut up."

"There's a guy in the bathroom..."

Fu Zhun: "Go away."

"There's someone in the bathroom..."

Fu Zhun: "Boring."

"There's a guy in the public bathroom..."

Fu Zhun gritted his teeth: "On purpose?"

As soon as the voice fell, the bell rang for the last class in the afternoon.

This is a symbol of vacation for most people.

But for Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun, they still had to take a bath and eat obediently.

As soon as get out of class was over, Cen Xiao stopped his voice at the right time, curled up the corners of his lips slightly, stopped teasing Fu Zhun, picked up the dormitory key, got up and left.

Fu Zhun was left alone to follow silently.

After returning to the dormitory, he went to the bathroom after packing up his things. He just opened the cabinet when he found that his meal card had been left in the classroom.

Almost no one took a shower at school today, and Cen Xiao couldn't find anyone in his locker room who could borrow a meal card.

He walked across several locker rooms, all of which were empty without exception.

He was thinking about whether to run back to the classroom to get a meal card, when he heard the sound of opening a locker from the changing area next to him.

Cen Xiao paused, took his toiletries and walked towards the dressing area——

Fu Zhun was facing away from him, stuffing his things into the cabinet.

Whispering and still cursing: "Where did the ghost come from the public bathroom..."

Cen Xiao: "..."

His ghost story just now was just nonsense, he didn't expect it to have such a big impact on Fu Zhun.

He silently walked to Fu Zhun's side, raised his hand and opened the cabinet next door.

Fu Zhun had just taken off half of his shirt and his head hadn't come out yet, but after hearing the sound, he put his clothes back on again.

Cen Xiao: "?"

"Why are you here?" Fu Zhun froze when he saw him.

"Bath." Cen Xiao explained concisely.

After such a month, he has gotten used to this way of bathing, and the previous sense of shame has completely disappeared.

Now he can even say to Fu Zhun without changing his face: "I didn't bring my meal card, lend me some water."

Fu Zhun: "..."

This time I'm embarrassed but turned into Fu Zhun.

Seeing Cen Xiao taking off his T-shirt as usual, the roots of his ears started to turn red.

It seemed as if it could evaporate in the next second.

He stood there, stunned for a long time without moving.

After a long time, when Cen Xiao was about to enter the bathroom, he noticed Fu Zhun's strangeness: "What's wrong with you?"

Seeing his blushing, Cen Xiao thought he had a fever, raised his hand to touch his forehead, and asked, "Fever? Or is it too stuffy here?"

As a result, his action seemed to ignite Fu Zhun's tail.

He backed away in an instant, threw the meal card to Cen Xiao, his eyes frantically dodged: "Go take your shower."

Cen Xiao: "?"

Cen Xiao looked at the meal card in his hand, and said inexplicably, "You don't wash it?"

"I'll wash it after you finish washing." At first, Fu Zhun's tone was normal, but as his complexion got worse, his tone became inexplicably fierce: "Get out."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Hearing his bad tone, Cen Xiao also became angry.

He glanced at Fu Zhun, snorted coldly, turned and left without saying a word.

After Cen Xiao passed the corner and saw no one, Fu Zhun finally sat down on the bench next to him.

He put his hands behind his back and looked up at the ceiling, as if he was relieved.

"Fuck." Fu Zhun rubbed his face and closed his eyes in despair.

Something seemed wrong with him.

After waiting for 10 minutes, he calmed down.

After Fu Zhun slowly took off his clothes, he finally moved slowly into the bathroom.

Cen Xiao, who was about to take a shower, was about to go out.

Seeing him coming, he didn't pull out the meal card, stroked his drenched hair, and said coldly: "The meal card is on it."

Hearing the sound, Fu Zhun paused, and reacted with his hands before his brain.

He suddenly grabbed Cen Xiao's arm.

Cen Xiao stopped in his tracks and looked at him expressionlessly: "Did you just tell me to get lost?"

Fu Zhun: "..."

"No, I just..." Fu Zhun struggled for a long time and didn't know how to explain.

If he told the truth, Cen Xiao might call the police.

After a moment of silence, Fu Zhun decided to change the topic: "You don't want to wash for a while? I see you still have foam on your head."

"Where?" Cen Xiao stroked his hair.

"It's right there." Fu Zhun pointed casually, "You just need to rush."

Without thinking too much, Cen Xiao walked under the shower as he said, and washed his hair again.

"Okay?" He pointed to his drenched hair, "Is it gone?"

"A little more." Fu Zhun started talking nonsense again.

After doing this again and again, Cen Xiao finally noticed something was wrong.

His eyes fell on Fu Zhun's face, recalling the previous scene, he asked solemnly——

"Are you afraid of ghosts?"

Fu Zhun: "..."

"Who the hell is afraid of ghosts?" Fu Zhun exploded again as if his mind had been pierced, "I kindly remind you, are you like this?"

Seeing his frustrated and astonished expression, Cen Xiao couldn't help but secretly licked the corners of his lips.

After coughing twice, he said without changing his face: "It's your fault, I'm sorry."

Looking at the empty bathroom, Cen Xiao added: "Since you are not afraid, then I will go first."

"Wait a minute." Fu Zhun turned on the shower with his backhand, poured some shower gel on his hand, squinted his eyes and said, "Do you want to leave now?"

"Otherwise I'm celebrating the New Year here?" Cen Xiao was too lazy to talk to him, turned around and was about to leave.

As soon as he lifted his foot, he suddenly felt a chill on his back.

Unable to shiver for a while, Cen Xiao turned his head in surprise, caught a glimpse of the shower gel flowing down his shoulder, and looked at Fu Zhun unhappily: "What are you doing?"

"I told you that you didn't finish washing." The instigator didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

I don't know what kind of wind this person is, Cen Xiao didn't think about it, he just wanted to turn around and wash off the shower gel.

He raised his hand and pushed Fu Zhun away, monopolizing his shower.

Warm water flows from top to bottom, flowing along the skin.

Cen Xiao could rub out foam with just a touch of his hand.

He frowned, glanced at Fu Zhun who was pushed aside by him, and wiped the foam on his shoulder: "Can you stop being so childish? How old are you?"

It was obviously a sarcasm, but Fu Zhun was stunned for a moment after hearing it.

He rubbed the foam on his shoulders, and replied very honestly: "Sixteen."

Cen Xiao: "..."

The first reaction that popped into Cen Xiao's mind was——

I seem to be on a blind date.

It was as if he was asking his blind date how old he was this year, and they answered his question in a serious manner.

Seeing his honest appearance with his head down, Cen Xiao was so choked that he couldn't speak.

He gritted his teeth, and then said: "I'm 16 years old, can I not be like six years old?"

"Aren't you seventeen years old?" Fu Zhun pointed to the foam on his shoulder, wiped it off a little, and then wanted to rub it back on Cen Xiao's body.

Fortunately, Cen Xiao had quick eyes and quick hands, so he directly grabbed Fu Zhun's dishonest hand, dragged it under the shower and washed it clean.

"Take your shower well." Cen Xiao said in a helpless tone, "There is no ghost in the bathroom, I lied to you."

He didn't know whether it was the stuffy water mist or what, Fu Zhun's cheeks were flushed, and he tried to argue fiercely, "Of course I know."

"Then take a shower honestly." Cen Xiao pushed him under the shower, pointed to the number on the monitor above the meal card and said, "Don't waste money."

The mist filled the air, and Fu Zhun became a little more sober after being washed by the water.

He casually glanced at the deductions, but said nothing.

When Cen Xiao was about to go out, he shouted: "Wait a while, let's go to the school gate together."

As soon as Cen Xiao said "I'll wait for you in the locker room", he suddenly remembered that Fu Zhun seemed to be quite afraid of ghosts.

So the words turned around, he paused, stopped under the shower next to him, and urged: "Then hurry up."

Seeing that he didn't leave, Fu Zhun calmed down, hurriedly took a shower, and went out with Cen Xiao.

When the two of them packed up and walked to the gate of the school, Ge Yiyuan and the others were already wailing.

Even Zhou Yuancheng from the next class followed him and waited for him.

"My mother, you two are here." Ge Yiyuan, who was squatting under the tree, jumped up suddenly.

He jumped up and ran to Cen Xiao's side, hooked Cen Xiao's shoulder and said, "I'll take you to the delicious restaurant I discovered recently!"

Zhou Yuancheng's chubby man also imitated Ge Yiyuan's appearance, smiling so that the flesh on his face trembled: "Let's go! Pull! Let's follow to eat delicious food!"

As a result, before he took two steps, Fu Zhun shook him off: "Don't touch me if you haven't showered."

"Why do you still despise him?" Zhou Yuancheng cursed, "Look at how generous Cen Xiao is, you Sports Committee didn't take a shower! Didn't you still not dump him?"

As soon as the words fell, Ge Yiyuan, who was hooking Cen Xiao, was pulled away by an inexplicable force.

"Did you take a bath?" Fu Zhun said in a cool tone.

Ge Yiyuan was taken aback, and stammered: "Not yet, I won't go home until after dinner."

"Then return him to me." Fu Zhun grabbed Cen Xiao's clothes and pushed him back.

Without paying attention, Cen Xiao was dragged back two steps by him.

Wenxi and He Yipeng in front stopped at the same time after hearing the movement, and turned to look at them.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Yuancheng looked at it in a daze: "The co-author must be well washed to be worthy of walking with you?"

"Isn't that nonsense?" Fu Zhun raised his hand and put his arm on Cen Xiao's shoulder, and said slowly, "Could it be that I'm going to be soaked in sweat by you just after taking a shower?"

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

Ge Yiyuan: "..."

Zhou Yuancheng wandered between Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun, and suddenly realized something.

He had a flash of inspiration, slapped his head, and teased in a dragged tone: "Oh——yes, yes, you are right, the little one will take a step first."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Ge Yiyuan's arm and led him forward, chasing He Yipeng and the others.

The two 3000-meter protagonists, Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun, were far behind.

Cen Xiao was extremely speechless watching from the side.

He couldn't help but shake off Fu Zhun's arm on his shoulder: "Don't lean on me, hot."

"Ge Yiyuan was leaning against you just now, why didn't you think it was too hot?" Fu Zhun's hands were empty, and his face suddenly became serious.

"It's hot too." Cen Xiao said truthfully, "I'm sorry to tell him."

Fu Zhun: "..."

I don't know which sensitive nerve of Fu Zhun this sentence is poking.

His face was changing and colorful, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

After being quiet for a long time, he finally opened his mouth and said quietly: "Then I will barely forgive you."

Cen Xiao: "???"

I don't know what hurtful thing I did that needs to be forgiven by him.

Cen Xiao looked puzzled, glanced at him like a fool, and ignored him.

Just shake him off and leave.

After leaving the school gate, Cen Xiao took out a mask from his pocket and put it on until he arrived at the hotel box.

During this period, Qian Zhaoyang seemed to be surprised, and looked at him frequently, but was swept back by Fu Zhun's eyes.

Finally, Qian Zhaoyang couldn't bear it anymore, and while washing his hands before dinner, he ran to the bathroom at the end of the corridor and caught Fu Zhun.

"Brother!" He stood beside Fu Zhun and asked him in a low voice, "Do you still remember the man who beat me up in the alley before school started?"

Fu Zhun, who was washing his hands, paused, turned off the faucet, shook off the water drops on his hands, and said lightly, "I don't remember."

However, Qian Zhaoyang continued on his own: "I just thought that when Cen Xiao was wearing a mask, he looked like that person."

"Really?" Fu Zhun casually put his hand under the dryer.

A huge sound of wind hit in an instant, Qian Zhaoyang could only increase his volume and said: "Really! I thought about it carefully, who would wear a mask in the summer!"

"Cen Xiao must have beaten me!" Qian Zhaoyang clenched his fists angrily.

It just so happened that the sound of the wind from the dryer stopped suddenly, and the surroundings became quiet.

Fu Zhun didn't even bother to look at him: "Then what do you want to do? Beat him back?"

"Ah? Is it possible?" Qian Zhaoyang pinned his hopes on Fu Zhun and looked at him eagerly: "But I can't beat him, brother."

Hearing the sound, Fu Zhun lazily leaned against the wall, expressing his proficiency without hesitation: "Don't look at me, I can't beat you."

Qian Zhaoyang: "..."

This statement, Qian Zhaoyang 1 do not believe it.

He curled his lips and said, "How is it possible? Brother, haven't you learned..."

"It's useless for me to learn anything." Fu Zhun lost all face, insisting that he couldn't beat him.

By the way, he also educated Qian Zhaoyang: "Let's not talk about whether my deskmate beat you..."

"Even if I beat you, I can't beat you back."

"Why, brother?" Qian Zhaoyang looked deflated.

Just when he thought that Fu Zhun was going to tell him something like "don't bully your classmates" or "don't use violence against your classmates"...

Fu Zhun finally spoke slowly.

He spoke casually and casually——

"because……"

"Domestic violence is against the law."

Qian Zhaoyang: "?"

Walking to the door of the bathroom and listening to Cen Xiao in the corner for a while: "?"