March is the dowry, and words are the dowry!

The first game of chewing candy paper has opened up the nerves of all the students, and the green light sticks are shaking non-stop.

The cheek-kissing couple returned to their encirclement, causing everyone to play and laugh.

This second episode, Truth or Dare, is even more exciting.

If you want to grow old in the same month, truth or dare is indispensable. This game was naturally proposed by Song Lou.

"Due to the large number of students, everyone has a number in their hands, and I don't know your names, so whoever you read will be who you are."

"This number is rotated once, and I will draw five people at a time, two questions each time, and those who are unwilling to answer the questions can only be middle-level adventurers."

"Those who are drawn can choose to tell the truth or take a risk."

"Of course it's a big adventure. I didn't mention it, but the people in your circle."

That doesn't bode well, for some.

"No. 3, No. 24, No. 36, No. 102, No. 70."

Sanyue spread out the number plate No. 24 in her hand, wanting to go back to the dormitory, but it failed.

Song Lou spread out the number 3 in his hands and was overjoyed.

"March, what's your date?" The inquiring person's tone couldn't be more cheerful.

"I am on the 24th, how about you?"

"I am number five."

I always feel that this second game is a bit deliberate.

The five people whose numbers were read stood up from the encirclement and walked to Song Ye's place.

There were three freshmen, two sophomores, and one junior was not drawn. The amazing thing is that these five are all boys.

"The first question: is the first time still there?"

For such a coquettish question, the students in the encirclement had already started booing.

"It's really exciting, there must be more energy in the future."

"Tell me, tell me, are you still there for the first time!"

Still answering with a black wireless microphone in full view, the five of them were a little embarrassed.

A man's face is inviolable.

If you answer this question well, you are a good man. If you answer this question badly, you will become a scumbag if you are not careful.

Around that time, Song Lou, who proposed the game, asked in embarrassment: "Can I ask who wrote this question?"

The game was proposed by Song Lou, he didn't expect it to be such a coquettish question, and he didn't expect the junior students to be so coquettish, but none of the junior students were drawn.

The encircling circle where the junior was located replied in unison: "Of course it is your smartest junior Smurf senior."

The two boys in the sophomore year finished their ideological preparations and answered first: "Not here."

The three freshman boys were silent for a moment, and the student with the number 70 answered first: "Not here."

Sanyue looked at Song Lou, and Song Lou looked at Sanyue, both of them were waiting for the other to speak first.

The junior students are not happy anymore, they must be involved in molesting their juniors.

"Whether you two can do it or not, take a big risk and just find a willing school girl to kiss on the cheek."

…………

Gu Ci's good mood was aroused at this moment, and he stared at the two of them in the encirclement. Song Lou was his younger brother, so he naturally knew it clearly.

But now he wants to know whether the first time in March when he deliberately struck up a conversation is still there, and striking up a conversation also requires capital.

The fluorescent green of the playground at night reflected a hint of pink on the tips of March's fair and small ears.

Others are invisible, unless the distance is very close.

March doesn't want people to know, he is very embarrassed!

But the straight ball player Song Lou was closest to him, and his sharp eyes spotted the pink in the fair skin.

Using the black wireless microphone, Song Lou answered two words: "Not here."

"San Yue, why are your ears so red?" But the volume of the microphone was turned up to the maximum.

The man's face was completely swept away.

14. Chapter 14

"I'm afraid you are still a baby..."

"My God, March, you..." The words didn't finish.

Before Song Lou could finish speaking, Sanyue yelled unnaturally at Song Lou: "Shut up, you send the building."

I'm afraid that this person is saying something wrong.

March responded in a low voice: "Yes."

After the five people answered, as expected, Sanyue who said "yes" was unanimously called a good man among the female classmates.

The man who said he wasn't there received unanimous negative reviews, and was even honored to be honored as a scumbag.

The familiar short-haired girl in the sophomore circle shouted: "Sanyue, our male preschool teacher is the worst!"

Sanyue pretended to cough, rubbed his nose, and answered the question with the microphone: "Actually, I applied for the computer, but ended up being a preschool teacher."

"Hold the grass, are you so unlucky!"

"It turns out that's how the boys' teacher came here."

Song Ye saw the second question from the junior Smurfs, and couldn't help cursing inwardly: "Hold the grass, fuck, these devils are not Smurfs, but private elves, right?"

"This second question may be a bit devilish. It is not recommended for girls to listen to it. Girls should cover their ears."

"It's not suitable for girls. If you have a boyfriend, the boyfriend should cover your ears quickly. If you don't have a boyfriend, cover your ears. If you don't have anything, the same sex should cover each other's ears."

Seeing that the girls were all moving, Song Ye turned down the volume of the microphone and asked, "When was the first time you masturbated?"

A cloud of crows flew by.

The junior students laughed together, the sophomores gloated, and the freshman couldn't let go.

The three freshmen who got the numbers didn't know whether to answer this question or not.

The two boys in the sophomore year gave up the treatment and yelled loudly: "I am 16 years old."

"I'm 15 years old."

After yelling, the two quickly returned to their positions and walked around gracefully.

Anyway, early death and late death are death, so it is better to follow me to eat melons after answering.

In the freshman threesome, there is always a pig teammate.

Song Lou just grabbed the microphone and questioned the person who asked the question: "Are you fucking devils?"

"Is this also possible to ask?"

"I'm still a freshman."

And the Smurfs shouted in unison: "The one who sent the building, they are freshmen, but you are not."

"If you don't repeat a grade, you will be a junior like us."

"Quickly answer the question, hold the grass."

The name Song Lou has become stigmatized.

The three of them glanced at each other silently, and it was the number 70 who spoke first.

"I might be a little early, 14."

Song Lou: "Then I might have awakened earlier, one year younger than number 70."

March doesn't know how to answer this question, but he really hasn't masturbated.

Since it was the truth, he still chose to tell the truth: "No."

"How could it not be? Don't pretend on purpose."

"How could a man not have one?"

Sarcasm, disbelief, and attitudes followed one after another, and everyone thought March was doing it on purpose.

Song Lou didn't expect this answer, so he hurriedly asked, "How old are you?"

"I'm half, there are still two months and nineteen."

"It shouldn't be nineteen."

Sanyue didn't explain much, and went to the freshman encirclement after returning home. There were fewer people sitting next to him, and another encirclement formed.

Lonely, he is just a person from a small county, who got off the bus amidst the excitement on the way.

Both men and women thought that he was pretending to be pure on purpose, and the female students who said Sanyue was a good man also shut up.

Everyone believed that he did it deliberately, and that he made friends with Song Lou deliberately to strike up a conversation with Gu Ci.

Gu Ci has a ceiling at N University. Many people want to get close to him, but none of them succeed. Someone thought of a shortcut, and got some opportunities to get along with friends through his side.

Over time, more and more tricks to strike up a conversation.

The friend who picked up the conversation was Song Lou.

Song Lou also had this kind of thought for a moment, thinking that he might be repeated for a year, and he didn't sit next to Sanyue after he went down.

The familiar subwoofer even said: "Oh, if it's true, you'll know if you take a look."

This sentence directly blew up the Dasan fish pond, causing Sanyue's ears to hurt.

15. Chapter 15

Song Ye tried to smooth things over and carried out the last activity.

"Want to hear the subwoofer sing?"

"think."

"Then use warm applause to ask for the school's grassroots speech!"

Wanting to hear Gu Ci sing is no longer a day or two, let alone one person or two people, but more people.

Gu Ci's voice is a magnetic subwoofer, just panting is unbearable.

"Mr. Elegant"

Take the ashes off my shoes

Even if you don't get your hair done

Pursue unusual beauty

taste my own invention

kick stone

in front of me

how can there be roadblocks

take it away

boo get ready

you don't know who i am

better not know

always face cold

never compare with anyone

they call me asshole asshole

boyscallmedespotdespot

you just say

i'malreadycoming

Go to the street and never go to both ends of the road

never force

25 hours a day to enjoy

take a break for an hour

ABandCDEFG

send you my EP

Say good don'tluvme

Unstoppable personality charm

don't think about it

do not worry

The subwoofer pulled up the curtain of the welcome party, and the still-school students of N University also came to listen to the song.

Who doesn't want to hear Gu Ci singing.

Especially that part of rap, that part of English, the magnetic panting sound, which makes people think about it.

This too deliberate welcome party started with singing and ended with drinking.

Not one of the two hundred pieces of beer was left, some could drink, some could not, those who should go back to the dormitory, those who should go out went out.

The crazy Smurfs on the playground took off their clothes and threw them all over the floor, some of them were only wearing shorts, and they were all a little fluttering tonight, playing around on the playground, jumping and comparing their size.

Gu Ci and Song Ye sat on the flag raising platform and chatted.

"Xiaolou didn't do it on purpose."

"Maybe he didn't expect March to be like this."

The familiar subwoofer is sober: "You two are really boring."

Sanyue drank a bottle of beer and got drunk. While drunk, she was still thinking about Gu Ci's subwoofer, which is really fascinating.

"Take a look and you'll know." It's not just talk.

Song Lou looked at Sanyue who was drunk next to him, hesitating in his heart, the game was proposed by him, it seems not good to leave people here like this.

The Smurfs also walked towards March in a drunken group, although the jokes among the boys were relatively big and crazy.

Song Lou couldn't handle this group of Smurfs by himself, let alone the drunken March.

Song Lou supported Sanyue and walked towards the flag-raising platform crookedly. Gu Ci was there, and other people would not dare to come here to find trouble.

"Yo yo yo, I've become Lei Feng." Song Ye rolled his eyes at the guilty Song Lou. Although he was also an accomplice, he never admitted it.

Song Lou said with a bitter face: "Then what should I do, it's not me, he can't be drunk like this."

"Who knew he could drink so badly."

"Brother Gu said that sentence just now, it's like a hair gave an order, it's no wonder those Smurfs have to remove him."

"I can't bear it either, only here they dare not come."

The subwoofer cast a mocking glance at the drunk March, and then a warning glance at the Song brothers.

The eyes signaled that it was over.

Previously, striking up a conversation was just a matter of saying a few words, bed climbing was entirely up to one's own ability, and Song Lou didn't help.

Today, the Song brothers obviously want to be a drunk old man, send people to bed, and want to develop a long-term relationship with friends with benefits.

Unexpectedly, I underestimated March's character.

If you don't understand others, you will give people a definition of bad conduct. This is the life of the rich, and your preferences depend entirely on your mood.

Drunk March is very quiet, neither loud nor fussy, in fact the mind is sober, I can hear a few people's conversations, but the nerves are paralyzed and a little dull, I can't keep up with the movements, a little weak and weak.

The first time I drank, I was ashamed and thrown home, and I heard undisguised sentences, Sanyue was thinking in a daze.

Are drunk people really not sober?It's not alcoholism, drinking so much that parents can't tell each other.

Sanyue's complexion is cold and fair, a little fairer than Gu Ci's, blue blood vessels can be seen, her frame is small, her body is steaming after drinking, and her cheeks are pink.

The skin is fine and free of pores.

16. Chapter 16

Even if the drunken March has a faint smell of alcohol, it still gives people a clean taste, which is an innate personal body odor.

Gu Ci thought of teasing: "Just take a look, don't you know?"

The Song brothers didn't stop them, they just watched the subwoofer lift up Sanyue and walked towards the bathroom.

"What the hell is going on!"

"Hold the grass."

"Let's go."

"Nothing will happen, Gu Ci has a sense of propriety."

In the bathroom, the drunk was placed on the sink, and the strange big hands with thin calluses were taking off the white slacks bit by bit.

During the process of taking off the pants, the back of the hand touched the smooth skin, which was also resilient, and Gu Ci thought it felt good.

The lack of physical strength in March does not mean that there is no tone of voice.

Drunken southern accent, directly using the touching dialect: "What are you going to do?"

Gu Ci didn't understand the accent, and replied in Mandarin: "Let's see if you really haven't masturbated before."

"You fucking pervert!" This was the first time Sanyue uttered swear words, and the drunken voice had to be low and soft, which had no deterrent effect.

The more he struggled, the more stingy his drunken strength seemed.

Gu Ci laughed and said: "Whether I'm a pervert or not, you'll know right away." Without stopping, without much effort, the trousers were taken off, and with just one glance, Gu Ci knew the truth of what San Yue said. .

The color that has not been brushed is very beautiful, a light fleshy pink, and even the surrounding colors are also faint.

There is a faint lemon soap smell on the body, and the fishy smell is negligible. This is a person's body odor.

Gu Ci's hands suddenly trembled a little, which did not prevent the drunk boy from putting on his pants, and he also allowed the drunk boy to punch him, the force was insignificant, it was just to vent.

"It's really fucking sick!"

Sanyue stumbled and stumbled several times along the way, and met No. 70 who was playing games on the way, and that person kindly sent him to the quadruple dormitory 503 where only Sanyue lived.

The first time I drank alcohol, I felt a little uncomfortable, vomited in a mess, and washed my body with cold water while wearing clothes.

When he lay down on the bed, he was naked, and fell asleep under the quilt with a headache.

Gu Ci went back to his residence and smoked a pack of cigarettes all night, and the smoke rings were blown out again and again, the white smoke was indifferent.

I'm sick, and he's a new student, so why bother to bully him!

Damn it!

People on the other side of the Atlantic wanted to hear his subwoofer sound, so he specially sang Mr. Gao Ya's song with rap, and asked Song Ye to shoot a video and send it over.

Not a single reply was received.

Think how long it's been.

Last week, the last message sent back from the person on the other side of the Atlantic was that he had failed the exam and had to wait for three months.

From two months to three months, no, at first it was half a year, and I also waited for that person for two years intermittently.

This time, Gu Ci wanted to let go. He was happy all day because of his words, but he was also annoyed all day because of his words.

Too many lies, too much waiting.

Today is still the person Gu Ci took the initiative to find.

On the WeChat interface, the seawater is the background, and the boy with chestnut-colored hair smiles cutely in the middle. The WeChat note is that the beginning of the baby’s chat history is Gu Ci, but the ending is not Gu Ci.

Gu Ci: "Have you heard it? How about this song? Do you enjoy the subwoofer?"

Baby: "Yeah, it sounds very good. I didn't expect your subwoofer to sing lyrical songs. I enjoy it very much."

But what Gu Ci clearly sang was not a lyrical song, but a magnetic, charming, masculine rap song.

Gu Ci: "Baby, I'm tired, let's break up."

Baby: "I know you will definitely wait for me, you can rest assured that I will definitely come back after the exam."

The person on the other side of the Atlantic didn't think there was anything wrong, so he continued to play the game of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds and hit the rankings.

17. Chapter 17

The opening ceremony was not as lively as the welcome party, and the military training was hastily passed.

Although the people in N University are crazy, the school spirit of learning is not covered.

Of course, the top 10 universities in the country are not just talk.

One month has passed since I studied in N University. The only male preschool teacher lives in a spacious four-person room without a single roommate.

Song Lou, who showed kindness to Sanyue in N University, never looked for him again.

Since the welcome party, everyone has sneered at him and ignored him.

The part-time salary in September is 3800 yuan, and I plan to save it for other purposes in March.

It is true that N University is the richest university in the country. Boys’ courier delivery is no less than that of girls. A package can be commissioned five or six yuan, and it is a small package, and the commission is a little more.

There are packages to be delivered every day, and the minimum number of packages can be kept at around [-].

On weekends, Sanyue didn't want to work part-time, and had to learn computer programming from scratch. She went to the library to borrow a few basic application books, and started reading them when she got them back to the dormitory.

The whole morning passed, and Sanyue didn't really want to eat lunch. Northerners don't eat chili very much, and even the cafeteria is rarely spicy.

Well, in fact, I want to eat chili in March, especially at home. The northern chili has a sweet taste, unlike the southern chili, which is fishy and spicy.

The taste of the north is still a little unacceptable, and March, who has lost his appetite, has lost some weight.

WeChat vibrated, and several messages popped up.

"In March, we only have three days off for National Day. Let's see what good things my buddies bring you. Wait for me tomorrow."

"Okay, Peel."

By the way, tomorrow is National Day.

Not going back for seven days, going back and forth for five days, and staying at home for only two days is not worthwhile.

Early the next morning, March was woken up by a phone call.

"March, come down quickly, I'm downstairs in your dormitory."

The sound of bluffing seems very friendly today.

March simply tidied up. On the second floor, he heard lively and familiar voices. He walked down the stairs quickly, fearing that that guy would break into something.

Today's National Day, there are many people going home, it must be a bit crowded.

The familiar voice is of course Chen Pier's voice, but Sanyue is used to calling him Pier, so he should be more fluent.

Good friends for three years in high school, but the person in front of me at this moment is really shocking.

"Damn it! Pier, you are from Africa, why are you so dark?"

No wonder it was so lively here, it turned out that I saw someone who was out of tune with N.

Seeing that it was March, the people around dispersed.

Seeing a fair and familiar person, the boy who is not black and autumnal goes up and hugs him, saying, "San Yue, I miss you so much, I told you that Xinjiang is so fun, and the teachers in my school are very enthusiastic." I can’t understand what I’m saying, especially when I’m out and about.”

Sanyue parted her lips and smiled, eight white teeth lined up neatly together, it was an action that everyone would do, a smile that everyone would do, but he smiled so simply and cleanly.

"You are all down." Thinking that the things had not been moved, Chen Pier ran away again, and told him: "Wait for me here in March, and I have something for you."

The three large cardboard boxes piled up downstairs in the dormitory, and the appearance of XX National Defense University was written on the packaging bag, and it was obvious at a glance that they were Xinjiang specialties brought to him.

Song Lou was going home too, and Song Ye was going to the summer camp, so he left yesterday, so today he asked Gu Ci to go with him, chatting with the driver.

The two's home is in N City, so they are not in a hurry.

There are 7 buildings in the junior dormitory, which is the last building. You have to pass 5 buildings to get to the school gate.

The two passed by Building 5, and happened to see Sanyue showing her teeth and smiling cleanly.

March before building 5 looked up and saw two people, smiled at them and went to sort the three big cardboard boxes.

Regarding Gu Ci, he was especially unnatural, and he didn't want to care too much, let alone pretend to be a stranger to those he had expressed kindness to.

18. Chapter 18

Song Lou didn't know what to say, and stared blankly at the person in front of him tossing three big cardboard boxes.

Song Lou whispered to the subwoofer next to him: "Gu Ci, should we help?"

Gu Ci didn't speak, just watched the person in front of him keep turning the cardboard box over and over again.

There was sweat on the smooth forehead, and the sweat slid down the cheeks on both sides without reaching out to wipe it.

The sweat falling down adds a sense of tension to the clean boys.

"What the hell did Pi'er bring? Even Xinjiang dates aren't that heavy."

Sanyue murmured softly, at first she wanted to consider whether she could stack the three boxes together and carry them up together, who knew that one box would be so heavy!

It seems that they can only be moved one by one.

Chen Pier walked over with a cardboard box in his arms. Seeing the fair-skinned man trying to lift a big cardboard box, he hurriedly shouted: "San Yue, don't move, press your feet, I'll bring a free labor force."

March heard the voice, put down the cardboard box, and looked at Chen Pier and the young man with wheat-colored skin behind him, who was also holding a big cardboard box.

I didn't know what to say for a while.

Chen Pier noticed the daze in March, and hurriedly explained: "This is my roommate. The teacher is afraid that I will not go back according to the stipulated time, so he specially came to supervise me."

"Sanyue, you don't know, this man is fierce. He always bullies me. I can't even beat him."

"Every time I'm beaten up, I'm either green here or swollen there, and he catches me on a date, and the little beauty is in vain."

Sanyue came back to her senses, and said with a smile: "I was in a daze just now because I was wondering why there is such a big difference in skin color between the two of you, one is dark and the other is wheat-colored."

"You laugh at me again!"

Sanyue smiled, looked down at the three big cardboard boxes, and struggled: "Don't you bring me five boxes of Xinjiang jujubes, then I will have to eat them until the year of the monkey."

"But Xinjiang jujubes are not so heavy."

"My dormitory is on the 5th floor, enough to climb. The three of us carry one box each, and the remaining two boxes have to be moved twice."

"I just tried one, and the carton weighs about forty catties."

Seeing this, Song Lou stood up and said, "Gu Ci and I will help you move the remaining two boxes."

Before March could speak, Chen Pier nodded in response: "Okay!"

Five people, each carrying a big cardboard box, climbed up to the fifth floor. Chen Pier has always been a person with strong language development ability, and he chatted endlessly along the way.

"In March, when the summer vacation is over, we will go back together."

Sanyue promised every sentence: "Okay, I already want Daddy to cook."

I haven't seen him for two months, and at a glance, I found that he was thin, and Chen Pier was still dark and handsome: "Did you not eat, why do I think you have lost weight?"

"I don't want to eat it, but I have no appetite these days, and I kind of want to eat the chili at home."

While chatting, the two forgot that there were two northerners here.

"I'm not used to northern dishes. People here can eat shallots with dipping sauce, or eat them raw. I just don't understand if eating raw like this is not afraid of diarrhea?"

Gu Ci and Song Lou, who are from the north, looked silent and dipped shallots in the sauce. They both thought it was delicious and would not cause diarrhea.

"March, let me tell you, don't look at me badly, I will definitely come back for nothing after the winter vacation."

The wheat-skinned young man was a little annoyed listening to the nonsense, and when he went up to the fourth floor, he kicked Chen Pier's calf to stop his language development.

Song Lou thought it was funny and laughed, Gu Ci remained silent, and Sanyue laughed so hard that his eyes crooked.