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

Ever since Cen Xiao came on stage to play that strange princess, he has received even more strange gifts every day.

Like a cold and insatiable god who fell into the mortal world, everyone felt that they were getting closer to him.

Dare to send anything.

Whether it is his own class or other classes, from time to time someone will give him some biscuits and snacks, as if feeding him.

Sometimes it's better to put it directly on Cen Xiao's desk when there is no one in the class during physical education class or big class break.

Leave a small note to express your love for him, and still don't go back.

Cen Xiao looked at the bags of sweet snacks on the table and was speechless for a moment.

He doesn't like sweets very much.

After flipping through the things on the table, he turned around and stuffed the snacks into Fu Zhun's table.

It's not suitable to throw away, and he doesn't like to eat, so he simply finds a tool person who can digest these snacks perfectly.

When Fu Zhun came back from playing, he wiped his sweat and touched his phone on the table when he was suddenly blocked by a pile of unknown objects.

He stopped moving, took out a pack of snacks, and asked inexplicably, "Where did you get it?"

Cen Xiao at the side glanced lightly, and replied nonchalantly, "I don't know."

"It's been a long time since you came back?" Fu Zhun gave him a suspicious look.

"It was there before I came back." Cen Xiao flipped through the books on the table without changing his expression.

Probably wanting to say a few more words to convince Fu Zhun, he added in a strange way: "It must be someone who has a crush on you."

Fu Zhun: "..."

As soon as these words came out, the two fell into a strange silence.

Cen Xiao realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he fell silent for a moment.

It was so inexplicably quiet for a while——

"Oh." Fu Zhun nodded thoughtfully, reached out and took out the pile of snacks from the table, intending to throw them into the big trash can at the back of the classroom.

Cen Xiao was taken aback, pressed his arm and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Throw it away." Fu Zhun raised his eyebrows, "There is nothing to be courteous about, either adultery or robbery."

Cen who is either rape or steal: "..."

Seeing that Fu Zhun raised his hand again to throw it back, Cen Xiao admitted speechlessly: "I gave it to you, keep it."

"Huh?" Fu Zhun's voice was full of jokes, "Didn't someone who had a crush on me give it to me?"

Unexpectedly, he lifted a rock and smashed his own foot, Cen Xiao suddenly fell silent.

He remained silent for a long time before replying: "I'm lying to you, I want to make you happy, just don't appreciate it."

Hearing the sound, Fu Zhun snorted softly, and began to behave cheaply.

After he unscrewed a pack of sucking jelly, he said leisurely: "Do you think we two..."

"what?"

"Does it look like you're stealing love behind your girlfriend's back?"

"???"

"Look," Fu Zhun took out a pack of snacks and put it on the table: "Aren't you using your girlfriends' money to support me?"

"..."

"Stimulate, brother."

"..."

Seeing that Cen Xiao remained silent with a sullen face, Fu Zhun thought he was planning a big move, and pulled the chair back calmly.

Just when he thought that he could escape the catastrophe after flirting, Cen Xiao suddenly spoke——

"Then why don't you answer me?"

Fu Zhun: "?"

In just one sentence, after contacting the previously sensitive and taboo topic, there was an inexplicably ambiguous atmosphere.

Fu Zhun paused, and the beating heart in his chest suddenly felt restless for a moment.

After being dumb for a moment, he stared at Cen Xiao for a while, just as he was about to open his mouth to test out what he meant to him.

But Cen Xiao didn't give Fu Zhun a chance to speak, he blocked him back first.

He leaned lazily against the wall, with a calm face and no waves in his tone, as if he was asking an ordinary question——

"So when do you wear women's clothing?"

Fu Zhun: "..."

The plot took a turn for the worse, and the young man who was restless just now had a sudden cardiac arrest and almost lost his breath.

After getting along, Fu Zhun turned his head resentfully, looked at Cen Xiao, and said sullenly——

"Cen Xiao."

"?"

"You love liar."

"???"

……

It's a pity that Fu Zhun hasn't had the chance to show Baisi's charm recently.

After all, the dormitory doesn't belong to the two of them. It's okay to suddenly wear women's clothes and be ashamed in the dormitory...

The dignified little Fu can't do it all the time.

Cen Xiao knew that their little Fu always had a heavy burden, so he just turned a blind eye and passed by.

It's just that someone just doesn't want to let this happen.

For several days in a row, Cen Xiao received gifts like white silk under his pillow.

As if deliberately reminding him——

Wake up, it's time to wear a skirt.

Cen Xiao: "..."

Holding the bag of white silk speechlessly, he stood in front of the bed and fell into endless silence.

The scene of the handsome guy taking Baisi was too horrifying. Zhang Lechen and Zou Qihang who passed by were stunned, and they all cast surprised glances.

As if to say: Hey, look at this man!So perverted!

Noticing the complicated gazes of the two of them, Cen Xiao suddenly raised his eyes and asked, "Who let this go?"

Zhang Lechen and Zou Qihang looked at each other for two seconds, shook their heads in unison and said, "It's not me."

Three people were directly excluded from the dormitory for four people, and Cen Xiao subconsciously turned his attention to Fu Zhun's bed.

However, Fu Zhun had just been called out by Zhou Yuancheng and hadn't returned yet, and there was no one on the bed.

Cen Xiao snorted coldly, and threw Bai Si into Fu Zhun's closet with his backhand.

The movement was smooth and smooth, and the cabinet door was closed with a "bang".

Zhang Lechen and Zou Qihang on the side were startled by the sound of the door closing, and quickly climbed onto the bed and pretended to be dead.

By the time Fu Zhun found the weird white silk in the closet, it was already the next morning.

He took out his clothes from the closet, and suddenly a roll of white silk fell to the ground.

Fu Zhun: "?"

He picked up the silk stockings in a daze, snorted softly, and began to attack Cen Xiao instead: "In order to force me to wear women's clothes, brother, you are really unscrupulous."

Now Zhang Lechen and Zou Qihang have gone to the classroom, only Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun are left in the dormitory.

Cen Xiao didn't hide it, and simply said to him openly: "Jokes are jokes, you should restrain yourself."

"Don't put this kind of thing on my bed in the future, what do you make other roommates think?"

"Huh?" Fu Zhun looked at the things in his hand, "Didn't you put this here?"

Seeing that Fu Zhun also looked puzzled, Cen Xiao was startled, and repeated the same words as him: "Didn't you let me stay here?"

Fu Zhun: "..."

Both of them thought that the other was joking, and kicked the ball for a long time without any result.

"You didn't buy this?" Cen Xiaozhi frowned after he figured it out.

"You seem to have misunderstood me a bit." Fu Zhun leaned against the door of the cupboard and casually shook the things in his hands: "Although I think you look good in your clothes, it doesn't mean I'm really such a pervert."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Cen Xiao felt that Fu Zhuncai misunderstood him a bit.

After a pause, he took the things back and threw them directly into the trash can: "I'll ask later, I don't know who is making such a joke."

"Have the other two asked?" Fu Zhun yawned lazily, and changed his clothes leisurely.

The moment he lifted the hem of his clothes, Cen Xiao inexplicably felt that this person was a bit of a glance.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist, no trace of fat can be seen on the body.

I usually eat snacks and play games a lot, but I don't see the attributes of a fat house showing on my body.

Zhou Yuancheng, who was active at the same time as him, was in stark contrast to him, playing basketball together couldn't save him.

Gathering his mind, Cen Xiao turned around to fold the quilt, and replied with a normal expression: "I asked, it wasn't them, they were also very surprised."

"Oh." Fu Zhun nodded thoughtfully, and after straightening his clothes, he suddenly asked, "Why are you folding the quilt again?"

Hearing the sound, Cen Xiao paused, then continued to throw the folded quilt on the bedside, "It wasn't well folded just now."

Fu Zhun: "..."

He looked at the crooked quilt on Cen Xiao's bed, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you pretty?"

"It's not very pretty either." Cen Xiao gently pointed to the unmade quilt on the bed above him, as if he couldn't bear to hit him but had to hit him: "At least, it's prettier than yours."

Fu Zhun: "..."

……

Cen Xiao didn't pay much attention to this matter.

Recently, his relationship with his classmates has improved a lot, and he subconsciously thought it was a joke, so he was too lazy to think about it.

However, Fu Zhun held grudges very much.

The first time was the scary mask sent to the class, and the second time was the weird white silk, which was not normal no matter how you looked at it.

The next morning, when Cen Xiao woke up, he knocked on the edge of Fu Zhun's bed, but he didn't respond.

At first, he thought that Fu Zhun was just sleeping in. After letting him sleep for a while, Cen Xiao didn't see him get up after washing up.

Sensing the problem, Cen Xiao climbed up the ladder and patted Fu Zhun: "Are you still alive?"

"Live..." Fu Zhun looked terminally ill, half-opened his eyes, coughed twice and stumbled, "I have one, last wish."

"Say." Seeing his flamboyant acting skills, Cen Xiao wondered if he was just pretending.

"Help me, please take a sick leave. I'm so uncomfortable." After Fu Zhun finished speaking, he turned his head and fell asleep.

Cen Xiao: "..."

There are so many things to say, and he doesn't know for a while whether to complain about him pretending to be sick and asking for leave in order to sleep, or whether he should complain that he is an evil force and still needs to ask for leave.

After pondering for a moment, Cen Xiao took the temperature of Fu Zhun's forehead with the back of his hand, and then went out after confirming that there was nothing serious.

Fu Zhun was left to sleep alone in the dormitory.

There was a sound of closing the door, and Fu Zhun, who had been tumbling on the bed pretending to be uncomfortable, suddenly opened his eyes.

He lazily picked up his phone and played for a while, then got up and took a shower and fell asleep again.

Until noon, he finally heard the sound of keys turning from the door.

This person's voice was different from Cen Xiao's usual sound when he opened the door, he seemed extremely cautious.

I'm afraid of making a little extra noise in the quiet dormitory building.

Fu Zhun lay quietly on the bed without saying a word.

The man came in on tiptoe, without much hesitation, he walked towards Cen Xiao's bedside.

Then he reached out and lifted his pillow.

"Who are you?" Fu Zhun suddenly sat up from the bed, poked his head out to look at the strange boy, with a bad tone.

Probably because he didn't expect there to be someone on the upper bunk, the boy froze for a moment.

After reacting, I subconsciously wanted to run.

It's a pity that Fu Zhun moved faster than him.

Fu Zhun got off the bed first, grabbed the boy by the shoulders, threw him to the ground with his backhand, and said coldly, "You still want to run?"

"Brother dragging, dragging..." The boy had heard of Fu Zhun's name, and now he was a little embarrassed when he saw him, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't want to do it! Someone asked me to do it! I was threatened of."

Fu Zhun snorted coldly, and said mercilessly, "Then let that person come with you, and I'll send you to Chen Huhu to have a heart-to-heart talk."

As soon as the words fell, the boy who was pinned down on the ground trembled, his face seemed a bit embarrassed: "That...Chen Tiger may not be able to control that person..."

Fu Zhun paused and asked, "Who?"

The boy hesitated for a moment, but still revealed the matter: "It's the one who had a feud with you before...Qiu Nanzhou."

Hearing this familiar name, Fu Zhun was silent for a moment, unable to figure out why the matter between the two of them involved Cen Xiao: "He asked you to put that kind of thing by Cen Xiao's bedside?"

"Cen Xiao?" The boy seemed a little dazed: "I didn't know it was Cen Xiao's bed, he only said to put me under the pillow on the third bed."

Seeing that Fu Zhun's complexion was not good, he took the initiative to say a few more words: "Qiu Nanzhou said on the phone with others before that with your roommate's character and identity, if you see this kind of thing, you will definitely report it to the school. Then you will I was labeled as harassing him, so..."

"That's really embarrassing." Fu Zhun sneered and interrupted him: "I let him down, my roommate didn't even intend to report me."

He looked at the thing in the boy's hand, stretched out his hand and pulled it out, looked at it over and over again, and said in a deep voice: "Take it back and tell Qiu Nanzhou that I can make him get out of Dejia, and I can also make him go away." He got out of No. [-] Middle School, and went to the hospital with his sister if he didn't want to go to school, so he wouldn't be an eyesore in front of me."

"Okay, okay." Seeing that Fu Zhun was angry, the boy didn't dare to make a fuss, so he could only nod repeatedly with a trembling voice: "Then... brother dragging? Shall I go first?"

"Get lost." Fu Zhun waved his hands irritably, obviously not wanting to see him.

If he was pardoned, the boy turned around and wanted to run after heaving a sigh of relief.

As soon as he opened the door, Cen Xiao blocked the door.

Cen Xiao was holding the meal from the cafeteria in his hand, he was startled when he saw the strange boy, and then subconsciously said: "Sorry, I went the wrong way."

Then he closed the door.

The boy didn't leave, and he didn't leave, he just stood at the door.

Within three seconds, Cen Xiao pushed the door open again, as if he had just confirmed that this was his dormitory, and said in a bad tone, "Who are you?"

"I..." The boy hesitated for a long time but couldn't explain why, and turned to look at Fu Zhun.

Who knew that Fu Zhun, who was pushing him to the ground and beating him just now, was lying on the edge of the table with a delicate look: "Ahem...brother, you're back."

Confused boy: "???"

He felt as if he had missed some important plot, why Fu Zhun suddenly seemed to be beaten by him.

Glancing at Fu Zhun, then at Cen Xiao, the boy scratched his head in confusion, and argued, "I didn't hit him."

Cen Xiao glanced at Fu Zhun and knew that this guy was fine, but he continued acting with him.

He stretched out his hand to the boy, touched the porcelain solemnly and said, "Losing money."

Puzzled boy: "???"

He obviously came to do bad things, why did he suddenly enter the den of thieves?

However, Fu Zhun's handle was in Fu Zhun's hands again, so he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only discuss with a sad face: "I don't have any money with me now, why don't I mortgage it?"

In the next second, the white high socks lay quietly in Cen Xiao's palm.

Cen Xiao: "..."

As if he picked up a hot potato, he immediately threw the thing away and looked at Fu Zhun with a cold face: "What do you mean?"

Seeing Cen Xiao's poor tone, Fu Zhun finally looked up lazily from the table.

He waved at Cen Xiao: "Come on, let that man go."

Hearing Fu Zhun's words, the boy finally seized the opportunity and ran away without daring to wait for a second.

I'm afraid that the two of them will regret touching him together.

Seeing the door close, Cen Xiao walked to the table with the food and put the things on the table: "Explain?"

Originally, Fu Zhun didn't intend to use this matter to affect his mood, but he saw all the evidence of the crime, so Fu Zhun could only explain a few words: "Just now that man was perverted and put silk stockings under your pillow and I caught him, and then... "

The trivial matter between him and Qiu Nanzhou was skipped in the words.

Hearing the sound, Cen Xiao fell silent, then suddenly said: "There is someone as perverted as you."

Fu Zhun: "..."

"What do you mean?" Fu Zhun squinted his eyes halfway: "In your eyes, I am so perverted?"

"In my eyes," Cen Xiao looked at him seriously, "You are much more perverted than this."

Fu Zhun: "..."

Fu Zhun brought the food over and unpacked it without a word, with the look of "I'm not happy and don't want to talk to you".

Seeing his tantrum coming up again, Cen Xiao secretly held the corner of his lips, opened his share of food, and remained silent.

The two remained silent, the atmosphere was quiet and harmonious.

After a long time, when the food was almost finished, Fu Zhun finally put down his chopsticks, propped his head and looked at Cen Xiao.

Probably because being an artist has some burdens, Cen Xiao's food has always been dignified and dignified.

There was no way such a thing as wolfing down could happen to him.

Usually when eating in the cafeteria, girls would secretly look at him from time to time, and then blushed and whispered a compliment to the sister next to him.

Sensing Fu Zhun's undisguised gaze, Cen Xiao suddenly felt a little uncomfortable: "Pack up your things after eating, and go back to class later."

However, Fu Zhun still did not move.

He still supported his head quietly, staring at Cen Xiao motionlessly.

After an unknown amount of time, he said slowly, "Cen Xiao."

"Say." Just as Cen Xiao put down his chopsticks and was about to clean up the things on the table, he called to stop him.

He stopped moving, glanced at Fu Zhun, and motioned him to speak quickly.

Fu Zhun was silent and asked, "Aren't you considering reporting that person to the school?"

"Think about it." Cen Xiao nodded while packing his things: "I will reflect."

"Then," Fu Zhun paused before continuing, "This has happened for several days. Why didn't you tell the school at first?"

Cen Xiao was taken aback by the question, and subconsciously blurted out: "At first I thought you let it go."

After speaking, he himself realized that something was wrong, and fell into silence again.

"If I let you go, why don't you say it?" Fu Zhun said calmly, "If this is pursued, it will be no different from harassment."

These words seemed to hit the nail on the head, and suddenly hit the matter that Cen Xiao had been avoiding all along.

Being caught in a blind spot by Fu Zhun, the atmosphere between the two suddenly froze.

Cen Xiao looked at him, his eyes seemed to be empty, and he thought silently for a while before he finally came back to his senses.

He raised his hand without changing his expression, hooked his neckline, pointed at the collarbone, and said lightly——

"If I really want to pursue you."

"Do you still have to wait until now?"

Seeing his collarbone, Fu Zhun's memory snapped back instantly.

The mark where he was bitten before has disappeared, and now the piece of skin has returned to its original state.

Fu Zhun stared there for a while, then raised his eyebrows suddenly, and said, "Then is this the privilege my brother gave me?"

"Probably." Cen Xiao straightened his collar, his expression normal: "After all, I have always been a fan."

Hearing this, Fu Zhun laughed inexplicably, as if mocking Cen Xiao for still pretending so much.

He didn't expose him bluntly, but asked rhetorically: "The harassment from fans is not harassment?"

"It depends." Cen Xiao packed up the lunch boxes for the two of them, and replied with lowered eyes: "Harassment from other fans is indeed harassment."

"Your words..." He tied the garbage bag in a knot, put it aside, turned his head to stare at Fu Zhun, and the words suddenly stuck in his mouth.

As if he was pondering over the appropriate vocabulary, and also as if he was brewing a big move, Cen Xiao hesitated for a long time but did not say anything.

But Fu Zhun was in a hurry.

As if eager to get Cen Xiao's approval, he looked at him seriously and asked, "What about me?"

"Your words……"

Cen Xiao hesitated for a long time, and finally, under Fu Zhun's eyes full of expectation, he uttered the word that he hesitated for a long time but was embarrassed to say——

"Should it be called courtship?"

Fu Zhun: "..."