Brother, here is a sand sculpture from 82

Chen Xun's suite has been renovated, and the master bedroom is very large.The furnishings inside were a bit messy, especially the quilt on the big bed, which was rolled up in a mess.

"It's a little messy..." Chen Xun stared at his bed, regretting not tidying it up.

It hurt his image very much, obviously he was quite tidy when he was in the dormitory.

Ye Qingzhi ignored him, and was still thinking about the folding sofa bed in the guest room.

Although the bed looked like it hadn't been used for a long time, and various drawing boards and boxes were piled up on it, it didn't look like it was crushed.

Having said that, it wasn't that he had any special interest in folding beds, it was just that... he didn't want to share the same bed with this person anymore.

"Qingzhi? If you don't speak, I'll take it as your agreement." Chen Xun pushed Ye Qingzhi to the edge of the bed and sat down, rolled up his sleeves and began to make the bed.

Ye Qingzhi's eyes moved with his movements, and after a while, he saw something that was not right.

"Brother Xun, why do you only have one pillow?"

Chen Xun shook the quilt for the last time, completing his bed-making career.

Hearing Ye Qingzhi's words, Chen Xun glanced at the pillow, then at the person sitting on the edge of the bed.

Of course, it is impossible to have only one pillow, but who knows if he doesn't say.

Chen Xun coughed lightly: "Anyway... Anyway, there was only one pillow in the dormitory that day, so it's okay, you're right."

Ye Qingzhi: "..."

Memories that I had finally forgotten came to my mind again.

The narrow and hard bed board, the thin air-conditioned quilt, the firm body, and the warm and intertwined breath.

Oh, and certain unspeakable reactions.

Ye Qingzhi was slipped into bed by Chen Xun, and sat on the bed thinking about life, his eyes glazed over.

The owner of the room stood by the bed and looked at him with an inexplicable expression mixed with imperceptible blankness and longing.

Chen Xun curled up his fingers on the sides of his legs, stood there silently for a while, lifted the quilt, and squeezed into the bed with Ye Qingzhi.

Since there was only one pillow on the bed, the two of them were very close, and their noses would touch each other when they turned around.The two used the same shower gel, and the clothes smelled of the same laundry detergent.

Ye Qingzhi tried to move to the side, but stopped awkwardly within a few centimeters.

The suit of clothes that Chen Xun gave him, whether it was the outer one or the inner one, was a bit bigger than his.When he moved like this, his pants had a faint tendency to slide down.

Ye Qingzhi: "..."

Thanks, I feel at peace now.

Chen Xun pressed Ye Qingzhi who was moving around: "Don't move around, just sleep well."

Ye Qingzhi patted his hand and said numbly, "...where are you pressing it?"

The lights in the room were turned off, but the curtains were not drawn tightly, and neon lights and moonlight streamed in through the gap.

Chen Xun was not angry when he was photographed away, and carefully observed the expression on Ye Qingzhi's face with the faint light.

His eyes widened slightly, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, a little annoyed, but not intimidating at all.

It even makes you want to rub it.

It is always easy to breed some emotions and impulses in the dark.

Chen Xun pressed his tongue against his canine teeth, and felt that something seemed to be out of his control.

Ye Qingzhi was stared at by Chen Xun like a hungry wolf, and the movement that he wanted to move unconsciously stopped, looking back at Chen Xun.

The eyes of the two collided, and the frequency of their heartbeats gradually became the same.

From downstairs came the sound of a car horn being pressed by some wicked ghost.The ambiguous factors floating in the room were instantly shattered.

Ye Qingzhi realized that he had violated his identity as a straight man by staring at a man of the same sex for so long, and immediately looked away unnaturally.

Chen Xun grabbed the corner of the quilt, and his tone was a bit erratic: "Can't sleep?"

It's only midnight now, and for some young people, the nightlife has just begun.

Ye Qingzhi: "Yeah." Not only can't fall asleep, but his heart is pounding, and he doesn't feel sleepy.

"Then what can I do to help you sleep?" Chen Xun turned sideways, propped himself up a bit, and looked down at Ye Qingzhi.

Ye Qingzhi: "Sleep aid?"

Chen Xun added: "It's okay to add to the fun."

Watch movies, play games and listen to songs together, or chat about the universe of stars and poems.

Perfect plan.

Ye Qingzhi frowned and thought for a moment, then sat up and asked Chen Xun: "I remember seeing Wusan and mock volumes on your bookshelf just now?"

Chen Xun: "???" No way.

"Improve your grades and improve yourself. It's very fun. It can also help you sleep after a long time. It perfectly meets your requirements." The more Ye Qingzhi analyzed, the more he felt that his proposal was brilliant.

Five minutes later, the two left the bed together and sat in front of Chen Xun's desk.

Chen Xun stared at the classical Chinese reading comprehension test in front of him, feeling a little skeptical about life.

Teacher Qingliu is a devil.

Ye Qingzhi leaned on the chair next to him, contacted his naive wholesaler, and expressed his deep friendship to each other with panda head emojis.

The conversation ended with a sentence from Ye Qingzhi.

- Stop talking, he seems to be unable to do one question, let me see what's going on.

Duan Yiran, who was far away in another district, held his mobile phone, looked at the small words, and then looked at his full-score classical Chinese reading, and shed tears of sadness.

These days, good grades can't keep friends who are far away.

……

"Teacher Qingliu, I really don't know how to translate this sentence."

Chen Xun was stopped from flipping through the reference books. After working hard to translate for a long time, his eyes were already a little dull.

Ye Qingzhi put down his phone, glanced at the title, and reminded him: "This is a very basic knowledge point..."

Chen Xun: "...I know, I recited it the day before yesterday, but now I forget it."

It's that mysterious and painful feeling - I can clearly remember what I have recited, but I also clearly know what I have forgotten.

Ye Qingzhi was also very painful: "Don't talk about this, the part of speech in your previous sentence is also wrong, this should be a verb, not a noun."

The late-night love lecture lasted for 15 minutes.

After Ye Qingzhi finished explaining this part of the extended knowledge points, he refused Chen Xun's offer to bring him tea and water, and put him in place to work on the problem, and went to the living room to pour water by himself.

He didn't turn on the light in the living room, but made do with the corridor light and poured a glass of water to calm his dry voice.

One second before leaving the living room, Ye Qingzhi glanced at the sofa inadvertently, and then stopped suddenly.

Let him just say, Chen Xun is just lying to him.

……

"No, Teacher Qingliu, this thing is so small, it's uncomfortable to lie on." Chen Xun looked at the pillow in Ye Qingzhi's hand in despair.

Ye Qingzhi waved his hand away and said indifferently: "I have made up my mind."

Chen Xun: "..." Mistake, he should have served the tea himself just now.

The questions on the table suddenly became unsatisfactory, and Chen Xun finished the questions like a walking dead, and returned to the bed.

I have to say that doing the questions can indeed hypnotize me. After such a round, both of them felt sleepy.

A good night's dream.

It was past ten o'clock the next day.

Ye Qingzhi was awakened from boredom.There was a familiar force on his waist that imprisoned him, and his own face was buried in Chen Xun's chest.

Ye Qingzhi: "..."

Before going to bed last night, the two of them occupied two sections of the bed and divided them into different pillows, leaving a large space in the middle.

But at this moment, he was held in Chen Xun's arms again, and the quilt only covered a corner of his waist. Except that his posture changed from lying on his stomach to lying on his side, everything was the same.

History is always strikingly similar.

And the pillow he was lying on was the original pillow on this bed, not the one he brought over from the living room last night.

In other words, it wasn't that the bastard was messing with him again, but that he himself had somehow rolled over to him.

Ye Qingzhi figured out this logical sequence, and the expression on his face gradually went blank.

Ani Tuo Buddha, the four elements are all empty, without desires and desires.

Chen Xun was awakened by his movement, and lifted him up.

Ye Qingzhi's blank expression shattered: "..."

Because others went up, but the pants were still in place.

Destroy it, world.

……

"Teacher Qingliu, I really didn't mean it!"

At the entrance of Chen Xun's house, the two of them each carried their schoolbags, squatted on the ground to put on their shoes, and were about to leave for school.

Ye Qingzhi pretended to be the descendant of deafness and ignored Chen Xun.

Chen Xun once again proved himself: "I really saw it by accident, and I also accidentally touched it..."

Ye Qingzhi covered his ears in pain: "I beg you, stop talking."

Chen Xun shut up obediently.

In the morning, after feeling Ye Qingzhi's instantly stiff body, Chen Xun opened his eyes in panic, and at the same time stretched out his hands to fumble around.

As a result, when he opened his eyes, he saw some pictures that almost made him lose his mind.

That kind of stuff...is that free to watch? !Is it free to touch? !

Chen Xun moved his hand away abruptly, and cleaned himself up under Ye Qingzhi's shocked gaze.

"I really didn't mean to!!"

But he had lost Ye Qingzhi's trust for a short time. Ye Qingzhi refused to talk to him throughout the morning and noon, as if someone had muted him.

Ye Qingzhi smiled slightly, expressing that he did not believe Chen Xun's words.

It was exactly 02:30 in the afternoon when I walked out of the community.

Chen Xun no longer tried to defend himself, and asked Ye Qingzhi carefully: "Do you want to go home first?"

This weekend, Ye Qingzhi only had 15 minutes to go home.

As usual, thinking that he would return to the embrace of the cafeteria without eating a bite of the food at home, Ye Qingzhi would definitely go back, but this time he didn't have such a mood.

Ye Qingzhi looked at the family group and the caller ID that were still silent, moved his fingers, and typed a sentence in the group.

-Dad, Mom, I'm going straight back to school.

The group, which had been quiet for a long time, popped up a reply from Ms. Lin almost in the next second.

-it is good.

Ye Qingzhi lowered his eyes for a while, then put away his phone, and said the first sentence of the day to Chen Xun.

"Don't go home, go back to school."

Let both parties calm down for a while, and then sit down and have a good talk.

……

After Ye Qingzhi finished speaking, he returned to the silent mode, obviously still brooding over what happened in the morning.

Or still angry.

This continued until Monday morning.

Chen Xun really wanted to show his skills, and Teacher Bo Qingliu smiled, but the two of them were separated by thousands of miles, and there was no stage at all.

Chen Xun survived two classes while waiting anxiously.During the break between classes, Lao Luo posted the fine-tuned new seating chart.

Chen Xun immediately cheered up, picked up his desk and box with one hand, and walked to the destination without recognition.

1 minute later.

He walked through the crowd, took all his belongings and sat down beside Ye Qingzhi, smiling brightly.

"Teacher Qingliu, I'm finally your deskmate again."

The author has something to say:

Teacher Qingliu: ...Actually, I'm not particularly happy.