Why do you think I don't love you anymore

Zhou Tingyun was wearing a very ordinary plaid shirt with a white T-shirt and light blue jeans on the lower body.

Refreshing, clean and energizing.

This is something Wen Qianhe has never seen before. In the past, Zhou Tingyun took a ruthless route, dressed exquisitely and handsomely.

"Let's change our clothes and practice."

Wen Qianhe was practicing dancing with the music. When the song was over, she saw Zhou Tingyun coming, so she stopped: "Yes, Guo Yi has already prepared the costume."

In fact, he had come a long time ago, but he found that Wen Qianhe danced very well, so he didn't want to disturb him.Wen Qianhe is not a professional dancer, but her body is extremely flexible, her figure has a golden ratio, there are many places where there should be more flesh, and there is nothing that should not be long.

Lower back, splits, spins, one set can be done without pressure and even very aesthetically pleasing.

It is pleasing to the eye, and it corresponds to the popular saying recently, "When a man is flirtatious, there is nothing for a woman", but Wen Qianhe's dance is not flirtatious, it has a classic charm, and it conveys the gentleness and virtuousness of women in ancient times. , for the steadfastness and bravery of love, performed vividly.

Really good.

Zhou Tingyun handed him a bottle of water that he just bought on the way.

Wen Qianhe hesitated for two seconds, but didn't answer: "No, I brought it myself."

"Your is yours, I bought mine, it's different." He forced it into Wen Qianhe's hand: "Where are the clothes, let's change them."

He held the water bottle with residual temperature, "The locker room."

The two walked towards the changing room one after the other. The men's changing room in Room T is just one room without partitions.

Wen Qianhe stood at the door of the locker room: "Your clothes are in the second number box."

"What are you doing standing there?"

"You change first, I'll go to the bathroom."

He turned around in embarrassment, wanting to wait outside.But the arm was grabbed by a force and dragged into the locker room.

Zhou Tingyun admired Wen Qianhe's slightly panicked appearance, and said with a smile: "Isn't the toilet in the locker room? Where are you going?"

"Don't get so close to me," Wen Qianhe pushed him away: "I don't want to change clothes with you."

"Why? Afraid of being fascinated by my figure?"

Zhou Tingyun suddenly took his hand and put it on himself: "I am very generous, you can not only look at it, but also touch it casually."

Wen Qianhe's fingertips trembled slightly, and wanted to retract, but was caught firmly by the other party.

It was only recently that Zhou Tingyun discovered that Wen Qianhe seemed to have magical powers, with endless aftertaste.The reflex arc is still long, and I didn't feel anything when I broke up, and I was still chic.But with other people, it is obvious that it is impossible to have sex.

In the past month, I haven't found anyone else for relief, because looking for it is also based on Wen Qianhe's standard.

The skin should be white and tender but able to withstand *, the figure should be thin but not hard, the face should be beautiful but not gaudy, the voice should be nice but not feminine, the personality should be gentle but principled, the family background should be poor but ambitious.

Friends said that his vision became more and more picky, and he was simply sick. Is there such a person in this world?

Of course there is, isn't it the person in front of me.

Wen Qianhe blushed, and said sharply: "Be serious, let's do business!"

Zhou Tingyun let go of his hand and said expectantly, "Okay, how about we go have dinner together after we finish our business?"

"..."

It's too obvious, the words "joo" and "pao" seem to have been hung on his face.

"I want to go back to practice singing so that I can pay back your money, so I won't be with Master Zhou, and there is no shortage of people around Master Zhou, so I won't disturb your beautiful life."

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wen Qianhe slipped over, took out the key from his pocket, opened the box and took out the clothes of the two of them.

Throw it to him.

"Change it."

He couldn't control that much, so he changed it in person.

Zhou Tingyun stared closely, "Qianhe, you need to eat more, you see, your waist is too tight..." His gaze never left Wen Qianhe's narrow and slender waist.I used to like to hold his waist from behind.With a little effort, there will be a continuous and hoarse sound.

"Nothing to do with you."

"Well, I don't agree..." Zhou Tingyun also started to change clothes, and if he continued to look at it like this, maybe Wen Qianhe could be pushed here once.

After the two practiced dancing, there were no unpleasant episodes.

Zhou Tingyun was inexplicably quiet and actively cooperated, even though he made many mistakes, he couldn't resist scolding.

Wen Qianhe stepped on it several times because her skirt was too long.He has been apologizing for his clumsy dancing skills, obviously he just practiced quite well by himself.

Originally, Zhu Yingtai and Liang Shanbo both died in love, and the dream ended when the dream turned into a butterfly, but after discussion, everyone added a scene of meeting in a dream here, for a better ending.

That's why they had a happy ending where they borrowed their seats to kiss.

"Don't be nervous, I won't really kiss." Zhou Tingyun found that every time he hugged him and lowered his head, and kissed in a wrong position, Wen Qianhe blushed inexplicably, and his hands and feet were unnatural.Holding her slender body in her arms, she was distracted.Wen Qianhe should be thin in other places, but her buttocks are quite fleshy, round and soft, and feel very good to the touch.

Wen Qianhe was born for him.

"Yeah." Wen Qianhe jumped up, "Let's practice here today."

He ran into the locker room, calmed his breath, and changed back into his clothes.

"Are you sure you don't want to have a meal together? I invite you." Zhou Tingyun followed and asked unwillingly. He thought that he had performed very well just now, and Wen Qianhe should agree.

Wen Qianhe folded the changed clothes and put them back into the box, "I can't bear it. I don't have time. Zhou Tingyun, you should remember what I said last time. It's impossible for the two of us in this life."

"Don't talk too early. What if it's possible?" Zhou Tingyun leaned against the door and said with some amusement.

"No chance, it's impossible." When Wen Qianhe passed by him, he deliberately stepped on his foot: "Don't think about anything else."

Zhou Tingyun shrugged and stopped refuting.

Wen Qianhe went back to the dormitory, and while her roommate didn't come back, she crazily practiced singing.

He picked a fairly simple song by Xu Song, "Why Not".

"It's really nice to sing, you really know how to participate in A Great Voice?"

After the song was over, Wen Qianhe, who was still immersed in the music, was startled by his roommate who suddenly called out.

"Um, yes."

"Who signed up for you, hahaha." The roommate couldn't help laughing when he thought of this incident, which gave him an urge to sign up for his friend as well.

Wen Qianhe didn't think it was funny at all, but others laughed out loud when they heard it, so he couldn't say anything, "It's a... idiot from my club."

The roommate stopped laughing and looked at him with strange eyes: "It's the first time I saw you swearing, who is this person? Did you have a grudge with him, so you deliberately punished you?"

Wen Qianhe's face was also flushed red because of the swear words she accidentally uttered, burning hot.Why did you utter foul language?If you don't want to mention Zhou Tingyun's name, don't mention it, and use A, B, B, B, Ding instead, why are you swearing.

"No, there is no grudge. He was joking. Anyway, I like to sing recently. Since I have the opportunity, I will give it a try."

The roommate threw the things they bought on the table, and hurried to Wen Qianhe's side, with an exaggerated expression: "Okay, when will it be held, I will take my brother to wave the flag for you! You are the one in our dormitory Celebrity, you are definitely good at it, you have good looks, you can dance well, and you can sing now. The key academic performance is not bad. Wen Qianhe, you will become famous in the future, don't forget me."

Wen Qianhe was taken aback by this enthusiastic expression, especially his roommate's expression was so rich and funny, he smiled and said, "Student Zhang Qiuchi, if I can be rich and powerful, you will almost be the big boss."

Zhang Qiuchi's family runs a hotel.His parents gave everyone a three-piece bed set when school started.

The head of the dormitory, Hua Qingyuan, is from Inner Mongolia. He just brought us kumiss, mutton and many other specialties. He is honest and righteous.

There is also a roommate named Jiang Junxiu from Jiangxi. His family has practiced medicine for generations, but he is unwilling to study medicine. He switched from science to liberal arts in his second year of high school, and he still has a tense relationship with his family. The tuition fees are all paid by his sister.Invite everyone to have a meal.

At that time, only Wen Qianhe didn't bring anything to everyone, and he himself was quite embarrassed, and his roommates didn't care about these things, and they usually cared for him.Finally, at the end of the first semester, I asked everyone to have a rubbing meal.

Favors have to be paid back anyway.

"I guess I can only inherit the family business in my life. Wen Qianhe, we are living for the people, and the responsibility of upholding justice has to be entrusted to you."

Wen Qianhe nodded, which is why he chose law.He scored 623 in liberal arts in the college entrance examination that year, ranking first in the school.The provincial liberal arts champion scored 657 points, which is the closest score to the liberal arts champion since the school was founded.The principal was very excited and specially rewarded him with 5 yuan in cash.

Good schools and majors can be chosen at will, but he only wants to study law at the best political and law school in China.But because he was too far away from home, he didn't choose to go to Beijing. Instead, he came to A University in this province. The law major is also ranked among the best in the country.

"The doors are not closed, are they reserved for me?" Hua Qingyuan just came back from the club with his ukulele in his arms.

Zhang Qiuchi said, "Didn't you say you didn't bring the key?"

Hua Qingyuan hung the ukulele next to his closet: "Qianhe, the new year's meeting will be held the day after tomorrow, will you play this year?"

"No, doing odd jobs..."

The less people know about his performance in women's clothing, the better, especially in a dormitory.

Zhang Qiuchi was planning to enter the game, but when he heard this, he suddenly turned his head: "By the way, last year, did the lady C in your club still perform this year? I asked you for your contact information, but I didn't give it to you. Do you want to hide it yourself?"

Wen Qianhe said awkwardly: "She should...can act. She has...boyfriend, but not me."

At this time last year, the two roommates had to ask him for contact information, saying that the girl was the girl of their dreams and they wanted to compete fairly.

He really couldn't bear and was embarrassed to tell them that the girl was him.

"That's great! This year, I will definitely ask her for WeChat in person. As long as you are not married, don't you have a chance?"

"..."

Hua Qingyuan sighed: "I won't rob you of that brother. I'll take a shower first. I'm too tired from the departmental team building activities today."

Zhang Qiuchi said: "You already have girlfriends, what are you grabbing, be careful that sister-in-law beats you up. By the way, your team building is too early."

At this moment, bed No. [-] sticks out a head: "You two are so noisy."

Wen Qianhe turned to look at the sleepy Jiang Junxiu, slightly startled, why is he in the dormitory, didn't he bother him by singing just now?

"Ginger...didn't I bother you just now? I didn't know you were..."

Jiang Junxiu looked up at him.Jiang Junxiu was born clean, his skin was rosy, and there was no trace of impurities on his face, not to mention acne.After all, he is a child raised by a family that has been a doctor for generations. He usually pays great attention to health preservation, diet, and is very self-disciplined.

Wen Qianhe seldom communicated with him, but he bumped into him once when he and Zhou Tingyun were eating in a restaurant.

Coincidentally, at that time Zhou Tingyun went crazy and insisted on hugging him to drink a cup of wine, and said that this location was extremely hidden and would not be discovered.He is unwilling but no match for rhetoric.So Jiang Junxiu could see the scene of the two of them having a cup of wine in their very ambiguous arms.

He was so frightened that he was half dead, he turned off the rest of the appointment process, and went back to the dormitory in fear, wanting to have a chat with Jiang Junxiu, don't say anything, or he's really finished.

But when he returned to the dormitory, he didn't have the courage.After hesitating for a long time, I decided to send WeChat.Said a lot.

As a result, Jiang Junxiu replied that he saw nothing and knew nothing.

But Wen Qianhe was moved to death.So far no one in the dormitory knows that he and Zhou Tingyun have been in love.

Loyal enough!

"It's okay, you sing very well, much better than these two noises."

Hua Qingyuan said: "Brother Jun, didn't I not know you were here?"

"Isn't it clear that I went to bed at 09:30? It's 10:30 now."

"Okay, okay, there is no exception, you are really amazing."

Jiang Junxiu continued to look at Wen Qianhe, pursed his lips, and his voice became a little hoarse after a while: "I seem to have seen your president take a member to love Citron for dinner at noon today."

"This...it's normal..." He didn't understand why Jiang Xiujun said this.It's just that this Aicitron is a very high-end place, Guo Yi is willing to invite people to eat such an expensive meal?Is falling in love, for women?Not so much.

"Bringing a man. The two of them are still very happy." After Jiang Junxiu saw Wen Qianhe's shocked expression after suddenly realizing it, he retracted his head and lay down to rest.

An understatement and a subtle sentence.He understood.

Guo Yi and Zhou Tingyun going to eat?Guo Yi obviously hates it, and he almost got into an argument last time.What does Zhou Tingyun want to do again?

Wen Qianhe put on headphones, continued to listen to the song, and practiced the rhythm.

The Voice of A is held two days after the orientation meeting, and the time is running short.I don't know what songs Zhou Tingyun will sing, but he used to sing fast songs, love songs, and he can switch freely.

When singing love songs, the deep affection in his eyes is hard to keep people from being moved. He was once addicted to his beauty and couldn't extricate himself. To have such an excellent boyfriend, this life is enough.

Now it seems that if you can't own it, Zhou Tingyun is cynical, disloyal to feelings, takes pleasure in sex, love indulgence, and lust; promiscuity, sex is normal, and there may be no word "emotion" in his world.

Only sexual interest.

What kind of person can cure such a person, so that he can calm down.

Wen Qianhe was still a little curious after thinking about it. He probably couldn't wait for that day. With Zhou Tingyun's momentum, it was obvious that he hadn't played enough in college in the past few years.

On the day of the orientation meeting, Wen Qianhe got up very early.The makeup artist said to apply a mask in advance to keep the face moisturized. Because I don't pay attention to it, the skin is too dry.

This time the place of makeup has changed, because the person in charge has changed, and Zhou Tingyun is in charge of it.

The mask was half applied, and Zhou Tingyun called to remind him: "It's eight o'clock, go downstairs."

"The welcome party is only held at night, what are you doing there so early?"

"Follow the arrangement. There are a lot of people putting on makeup, hurry up." Another impatient expression, why are you so impatient to take this task.

"Then I'll change clothes."

Hearing this, Zhou Tingyun smiled and said: "You don't need to change it, you look good in everything."

Wen Qianhe hung up the phone directly, not wanting to see Zhou Tingyun's disgusting face at all.

He had to throw away the half-applied mask and go to the bathroom to wash his face.

Halfway through, the essence of the face suddenly flowed into the eyes, neither in nor out.I had to squint my eyes and grope slowly.

After finally walking to the balcony, he heard a sound from the bathroom.It should be Jiang Junxiu. He is very regular. He goes to bed at 09:30 every day and gets up on time at 07:30 in the morning.

His eyes were oozing and red, and physiological tears flowed out unknowingly. It was very uncomfortable, but he didn't make a sound to remind him.

About 3 minutes later, the people inside opened the door and came out to see Wen Qianhe, who looked like a blind person. The whole face was moisturized, smooth and tender because of the mask just applied, the corners of the eyes were red, and the long eyelashes were stained with crystal clear tears.

He unconsciously took Wen Qianhe's hand and led him to the bathroom,

Wen Qianhe knew that he had come out, but he never thought that Jiang Junxiu would do this. At first, he reacted naturally and was stunned for a while, but then he obeyed, his eyes were so uncomfortable.

Jiang Junxiu took him to the washroom, and thoughtfully turned on the water switch, and pressed his hand into the water.

Wen Qianhe was like a thirsty fish seeing the light, and quickly washed his eyes with water.

"Don't open your eyes yet, don't rub your hands."

"it is good."

After Wen Qianhe washed his eyes, they didn't open them, but the eyes still hurt, burning.

After a while, Jiang Junxiu took the eyedrops and stuffed them into his hands: "Drip it yourself."

"Thank you."

Jiang Junxiu stood aside, "In the future, if you encounter such a thing, you must wash it with clean water in time. Don't worry about other people, your eyes are important, if you delay, your eyes will be useless."

"Yeah, I'll pay attention next time."

Wen Qianhe struggled to drip the liquid into his eyes, but he couldn't get it in anyway, the stress reaction was too strong.Tried again and again.

"I'll help you." Jiang Junxiu looked at this scene and couldn't help laughing: "Relax, in fact, you don't need to open your eyes, as long as you don't close them too tightly, just put the drops on the corners of your eyes, and when you tilt your head, the medicine will flow in." in the eyes."

Wen Qianhe obeyed his words, and as expected, the potion flowed in naturally.

"Thank you. You are amazing"

"You can try to open your eyes slowly. You're welcome, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have to wait so long."

As soon as Wen Qianhe opened his eyes, the cell phone in the house rang. Sure enough, the young master couldn't wait for a moment this week.

He wiped his face hastily.

"Are you still on stage this year?"

Uh...Wen Qianhe was surprised by the "return"?

Turning his head full of disbelief.

Jiang Junxiu said awkwardly: "The main reason is... no matter how much makeup you put on alone, you can't lose your figure and temperament. You won't recognize it at a glance."

"But others...no one knows..."

"It's someone else, I'm me. I can see it at a glance. I remember a person, and I can recognize him even if he turns into ashes."

Wen Qianhe was stunned, and said in a daze: "Amazing!"

"It looks like you're getting ready for a performance, your phone is ringing a lot."

"Yes." Wen Qianhe forgot that the young master was still waiting for him downstairs.

I ran in to answer the phone, and just pressed the answer button, as expected, it was an education.

"Wen Qianhe, did you die in the dormitory? Do you need me to collect your body! It's so annoying!"

"Okay, okay, I'll be right there."

"No more waiting."

"..."

Wen Qianhe couldn't say a word of apology or comfort. After all, he didn't know how to comfort a person with such a hot temper.

I am afraid that the more you persuade, the worse you will scold.

Besides, Zhou Tingyun is a beast.

But if Zhou Tingyun didn't take him there, he wouldn't know where to put on makeup.

Before hanging up the phone, Wen Qianhe was going to ask where the make-up place is, so go by herself, without him taking it!

"Open the door."

Wen Qianhe was a little confused.

Repeated again on the phone: "Open the door,"

"you,"

"Open the door, let me see what you are dawdling about?"

"No, you can't come in."

And Jiang Junxiu by the door has already opened the door, he is going to have breakfast.

As soon as the door opened, Wen Qianhe turned her head guiltily.

Zhou Tingyun stood at the door dressed like a beast, looking at him with a smile on his face across Jiang Junxiu.

Jiang Junxiu frowned and cast a glance, his tone was very polite: "Please let me go."

Zhou Tingyun subconsciously looked down at the person who heard the beautiful voice.

Jiang Junxiu exudes self-confidence and nobility, "Can't you hear me?"

"Are you Wen Qianhe's roommate?"

"if not?"

Wen Qianhe was surprised by such a strange conversation, and trotted over: "This is my roommate, Jiang Junxiu."

"This is Zhou Tingyun, from my club."

Zhou Tingyun was very dissatisfied with such an introduction, and stepped aside: "If you want to go out, hurry up."

Jiang Junxiu looked at him coldly, then walked away.

"Don't think about my roommate."

Seeing Zhou Tingyun staring at the direction Jiang Junxiu left, Wen Qianhe reminded him coldly.

"What are you talking about? I'm just afraid that you will be missed by others."

"Not everyone will be like you."

Wen Qianhe turned around and went to the cabinet to randomly find a piece of clothing to put on.

"Do you need to bring anything else?"

Zhou Tingyun leaned against the door, looked around, and began to point Jiangshan: "The accommodation conditions are too bad, four people sleep together, crowded, narrow..."