Brother Christine

At six o'clock in the evening, the English reading room was completely silent, except for the rustling of pages.

Shen Qing sat at the desk of the borrowing office at the entrance, and the teacher next to him who was sleeping and snoring on the desk, watched the two computers on the desk that scanned the code for registration, and sat in a daze for an afternoon.

He didn't bring a charger, and his phone still had 4% battery left. Freshman students had evening self-study, and he had to go to the classroom in Chongde Building at 4 o'clock. He didn't have time to eat in the cafeteria, so he had to rely on the [-]% battery to go to the supermarket. Buy a rice ball, and then go back to the dormitory to get Yaoji's power bank.

A certain person had a high fever at night, 39.6°C, and sent him a message before going to the hospital in pain and happiness, "I can't come back for the transfusion tonight, you and the fourth child don't need to thank me."

Shen Qing took the opportunity to ask someone for a power bank.

Yaoji said that he was heartless, and did not say that he cared about him, so Shen Qing replied "Oh".

For those who are desperate to die, Liu Kexin's concern is enough.

Yaoji was happy tonight, so he didn't bother with him, and replied "use it as you like", and went to the infusion with his family Kexin happily.

Shen Qing looked at the time on the computer, it was already 6:05, the teacher who took him to familiarize himself with the work this afternoon seemed to be very tired, he couldn't wake up since he spanked his ass and sat here.Shen Qing took the phone and set an alarm for 6:06, the reminder sound was changed to a slight vibration, turned down the volume and put it next to the teacher's ear, and then sat and waited for the end of get off work.

Buzz!

There was a quick muffled sound, the teacher shook violently, and quickly got up from the table. Seeing that nothing happened, he yawned and stretched again, only to see the vibrating mobile phone on the table.

The teacher turned his head and glanced at Shen Qing.

Woke up with a suffocated face.

"What time is it?" The teacher covered his mouth and yawned again.

"Yeah." Shen Qing took the phone and turned off the bell.

"Have you almost learned what you taught today?"

Shen Qing said "hmm" again.

Now there are machine scanning codes and campus card registration, he only needs to sit on a chair and stare at the computer, and fill in forms and records in case of accidents, and he is assigned to a good place, in the English reading room, which is mainly the self-study room, here All the books are not loaned out, and he saves a lot of trouble of sorting and putting them away.

"Okay," the teacher nodded and waved: "Go, I will arrange duty according to the spare time in your schedule, and send it to you later."

Shen Qing replied "yes", carried her schoolbag with her mobile phone, and walked out quickly before the battery ran out.

There is a small supermarket near the library. After finishing the military theory exam in the afternoon, some classes have already started. At this point, the flow of people is dense, and the cafeteria and supermarket are crowded. Shen Qing went in and took a rice ball, and then stood around the supermarket. The line of the last, line up.

In front are a few girls wearing suspenders, with exquisite makeup, light perfume, and rose-red hair who are smiling happily and holding fruits. Shen Qing saw it at the welcome party. It was Qin Mi who was dancing jazz. Said to be the head of the literature and art department, the hottest goddess in the school.

Shen Qing stood back, keeping a little distance from the hottest goddess in the school, then looked down at the phone, it was still 2% charged.

"Hey," someone from behind lightly poked his shoulder, "Shen Qing?"

With a familiar voice, Shen Qing turned her head and saw Song Miao standing behind him with a box of yogurt and looking at him.

A very ordinary face, tanned from military training, the key is that she is not all purple today, Shen Qing almost didn't recognize her again.

"What to buy?" Song Miao looked him up and down.

"Rice ball." Shen Qing showed her his dinner.

"Oh," Song Miao asked, "Is this for dinner?"

"There is bread in the dormitory."

"Ah, just eat this." Song Miao smiled and said, "Speaking of which, I still owe you a meal. Are you free on Thursday afternoon the day after tomorrow? Let me treat you to a meal."

"No need," Shen Qing said, "I have other things to do."

"That's fine," Song Miao handed him the milk box, "Help me carry it, and I'll be right back."

With a premonition in her heart, Shen Qing frowned, but seeing someone holding a box standing in front of him motionless, she still carried it for her.

One minute later, Song Miao stood behind him with a bag of snacks, smiled at him, took the box and waited in line.

He didn't talk to him, and he didn't say anything for him to buy, and Shen Qing couldn't say anything to refuse, so he turned around, waited for Qin Mi and the others in front of him to pay the bill, then handed it to the salesperson's rice ball, and then bowed his head to go Press the phone.

"Five yuan and five." The salesperson looked at him with a scanner.

Shen Qing stood on the spot, staring at his blacked-out mobile phone, with a gloomy expression.

It took less than 3 minutes, and the last two powers were gone.

Shen Qing looked up at the salesperson: "I don't want..."

"Let me pay for him."

Two female voices spoke at the same time.

The salesperson looked left and right, smiled and let out a "Yo".

There were also quite a few shoppers around who saw this, and turned their heads to watch the excitement.

Shen Qing tilted his head, staring at the man in a daze, Song Miao was also looking down at the phone, and when she looked up and saw the man in front, she was also startled.

Qin Mi raised his mobile phone and was the first to have someone scan the QR code, then tilted his head and smiled at them both.

"Thank you," Shen Qing took the rice ball and said, "Tell me the phone number..."

"Okay!" Qin Mi smiled, carried the fruit and left, and raised his hand at the person: "Let's go! Little gentleman!"

"Do you know her?" After paying the bill, the two stood at the entrance of the supermarket, surrounded by people coming and going, Song Miao stood under the tree and handed Shen Qing the bag of snacks.

"I don't know." It's meaningless to refuse any more, Shen Qing took it and held it in her hand.

"Then this senior is quite nice." Song Miao changed a suitcase, shook her hands, and said with emotion, "She's still so pretty."

Shen lightly "hmm".

"I won't give you the yogurt, otherwise I won't be able to take it back," Song Miao said with a smile, then looked down at the time and said, "Okay, I have to go to the cafeteria, goodbye!"

"Song Miao." Shen Qing suddenly called her.

"Huh?" The girl turned her head back.

Shen Qing frowned and looked at her without speaking.

Deliberately warm, but not too close, took the initiative to talk to him, and didn't seem to be interested in him, but the first time they met, she wore purple, obviously to let him remember her.

Song Miao, a high school classmate who has a very strange attitude towards him, whom he has no impression of.

"Your eyes," Song Miao looked at him and smiled, "It makes me panic."

"It's okay." Shen Qing nodded to her, turned around and left with his things.

"Don't think about keeping a distance from me in the future." Song Miao stood behind him and explained with a smile, "I just want to get to know you."

Shen lightly turned his head back.

"Let's go!" Song Miao turned around first this time.

Shen Qing looked at the back of the man striding away, and suddenly felt that the things in his hands became heavy again.

Evening self-study was not very interesting. After Xu Hai came over and counted the names, he used this first class to organize a re-vote for the class cadres.The temporary class cadres in the military training are quite responsible, so the voting has basically remained the same. Lin Qi is still the squad leader, Xing Lu is still the school committee, and the sports committee who voted first was originally Cui Hong. If there is a problem, everyone changed to Liu Han.

When Liu Han was elected to express his thanks on the stage, he turned his head and glanced at Shen Qing.

Shen Qing lay down on the table to sleep.

He had no particular idea of ​​the man he regarded as his imaginary enemy as an official.

In the second class, Xu Hai handed over the task of supervising class discipline to the class cadres of his class, and then went to the next class to organize another vote.

Because Liu Kexin, who was supposed to be counting names in the second class, is now in the hospital to accompany Yaoji in the hospital.

Xu Hai is a good old man who endures hardships and stands hard work.

Shen Qing sat in the third row by the window, another row of four seats, no one sat beside him anymore.

Shen Qing thought it was pretty good.

The two classes were passed very well. I listened to the music with the earphones plugged in, and fell asleep on the table for a while. Shen Qing opened the "Three Musketeers" group again, peeking at the news records of Huang Zhong, Yin Kuojiang, and the two chatting for a while. His group nickname was changed to "Shen Xiaoxiao".

"Ma Qingqing" cannot change her name, but "Shen Qingqing" can.

—oh!cute little beauty~

Huang Zhong immediately jumped out to express his opinion.

Shen Qing replied "Get out".

—Oh dear, this is such a beautiful name, you might as well change your name to "Concubine Xiao".

Yin Kuojiang sent an emoji of Kazilan's big eyes, blinking.

Huang Zhongzhong: Are you in love?

Jiang Qiangqiang: Report!This baby has long suspected that he has someone in mind!

Shen Xiaoxiao: No.

Huang Zhongzhong: Then why did you change your nickname?

Shen Xiaoxiao: Just change it.

Jiang Qiangqiang: Alright, don't hide it, tell me honestly, do we know her?

Shen Xiaoxiao: I said it, no.

Huang Zhongzhong: Then you change your name!What is the motive!

Jiang Qiangqiang: If you resist, you will be lenient!Be honest and strict!

Shen Xiaoxiao: ...

Huang Zhongzhong: @江尚田, idiot!It's the other way around!

Jiang Qiangqiang: Come on!That's not the point, okay? !

Shen Qing didn't reply to those two people in the group again, after exiting the chat box, she habitually clicked on Jiang Xiao's circle of friends.

Still blocked.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, everyone in the classroom was packing up their things, leaving in groups of threes and twos, Shen Qing stared at the straight solid line, without further hesitation, sent a message directly:

—You still don’t let me see your circle of friends.

The other party waited for a while and replied:

—I've been too busy recently, wait a minute.

Shen Qing sat on the seat and waited.

Half a minute later, Jiang Xiao replied:

-alright.

Shen Qing immediately went to check out Jiang Xiao's circle of friends.

It’s nothing to look at. Jiang Xiao has everyone on WeChat, and he doesn’t post too personal things. Almost all of his Moments are event promotions and advertisements. Qingqing...and a group photo of the members behind her.

There are only seven mutual friends between him and Jiang Xiao, 619 One Two Three, Yuan Ming, Liu Kexin, and their parents.

His mother liked every advertisement of Jiang Xiao, Shen Qing took a few glances, Yuan Ming was not as active as his mother.

He used to have a circle of friends. Occasionally when he was in a bad mood, he would send a moon emoji. He could only use symbols to convey his miss to his brother when he couldn't express it in words.

Every time they used to go out in the car to play at night, he knew that his brother could understand, but his brother would not respond to him.

Later, his mother thought he was annoying, and always sent this emoji, so that if he couldn't speak well, stop posting such nonsense, and he would have no circle of friends.

At that time, he thought that his brother might be annoying him too, so he ignored him.

-Where are you?

Shen Qing asked a few words, and then started to like his brother's circle of friends one by one.

— On the way back to the dormitory from the bathhouse, how about you?

— Study Room 109, Wende Building.

— What time is it, and you haven't finished your self-study yet?

— I am left alone.

—I'll go find you.

-Um.

Jiang Xiao can take a bath, but Shen Qing can't go to the bathhouse recently, the traces all over her body are too hot, and she can't even go to the water room to take a shower shirtless. , asked the man if he could go out to live again tonight, he wanted to take a bath.

"Yaoji isn't here tonight," Jiang Xiao happened to arrive at the door, and said, "It's fine for you to wash in the dormitory."

It took a while for the scholarship to be issued, and he is still poor at the moment, and he is embarrassed to say that he has no money. Shen Qing is a sensitive person, and he doesn't want him to worry about money.

Seeing someone approaching, Shen Qing's eyes lit up, and she immediately put on her schoolbag and rushed towards him to hug him.

"Fuck!" Jiang Xiao staggered a few steps back after being hit.

"You've been drinking." Shen Qing buried her head on the man's neck and sniffed his scent.

"Well," Jiang Xiao put his arms around Shen Qing's shoulders with one hand, and kissed his hair: "I have something to do at night."

"What's the matter?" Shen Qing gently pulled the man's collar, drilled his head in and kissed him.

"In Cheng Ke's school, there is a senior who proposed to his girlfriend today." Jiang Xiao raised his head happily, and said, "It turns out that the hired host has something to...can't come, then The senior who proposes will pay double the salary to temporarily find...experienced people, I saw the advertisement posted by Cheng Ke, and...sigh...it passed."

"Hmm..." Shen Qing nibbled on his lavender-scented collarbone, touched his brother's clothes with his hands, and said in a vague voice, "Cheng Ke, who is it?"

"The photos on the bulletin board in high school are...often... hiss...the one next to me...fuck you, be gentle with me!" Jiang Xiao was slammed into the wall, and couldn't help crying There was a sound.

"Oh." Shen Qing came up to kiss him again, and said dryly, "I don't know you."

"It was when I was giving a homecoming speech last year." Jiang Xiao slipped the collar of his light shirt, and pulled him aside: "On the rostrum sat next to me and flattered me."

"Oh." Shen lightly licked his lower lip and nodded, "I have a little impression."

Jiang Xiao snorted, tugged at his collar, dragged the person out, and turned off the light and closed the door casually.

"Brother!" As soon as Jiang Xiao turned around after closing the door, Shen Qing immediately came over again, raised his chin, and bit his lips.

Jiang Xiao: "..."

"Let me tell you," on the way back to the dormitory, Jiang Xiao endured someone who kept trying to pick him up, and solemnly warned: "You have to correct this problem, or I won't kiss you."

Shen Qing turned a deaf ear, grabbed Jiang Xiao's half sleeve, stretched out her fingers and slowly touched it.

"Shen Qing," Jiang Xiao looked around, knocked off his hand, and then took Shen Qing's shoulders into his arms: "This is outside, you should be more careful."

"You just hug me like this," Shen Qing tilted his head, kissed the back of Jiang Xiao's hand on his shoulder, and said, "No one will notice."

"You are obedient." Jiang Xiao raised his hand and pinched Shen Qing's face: "The third child is not as arrogant as you."

"He can have many people." Shen Qing tilted his head to look at Jiang Xiao, and said, "I only have you."

"You also know that I'm the only one of you," Jiang Xiao grumbled angrily, "Kissing me is like killing me, so how much do you hate me?"

"Don't you..." Shen paused, then lowered his head and thought about his words, and said, "Is it fierce?"

"This is different." Jiang Xiao's ears turned red.

"Why is it different?" Shen Qing leaned close to his ear, and rubbed his slightly parted lips against his ear: "Brother, you make me feel good, and I want to make you feel good too."

"You," Jiang Xiao turned his head away and let go of his hands, coughing lightly: "Don't always be like this."

"On the bed yesterday," Shen Qing took his hand, and complained softly, "You didn't—uh!"

With a dark face, Jiang Xiao covered Shen Qing's mouth with his backhand, then protected his right ear, put his arms around the man's head in his arms, and dragged him into the stairs.

Shen Qing turned her face away, and buried her head directly in front of the person's chest to inhale the aroma.

"Stinky boy," Jiang Xiao snorted, fearing that it would be uncomfortable, he relaxed, and asked casually, "Listen to Zhou Chengao, have you had a conflict with your class?"

"He talks a lot," Shen Qing replied lazily with eyes closed, "Did you slap him?"

"Smoked." Jiang Xiao laughed.

Shen Qing said "um", then arched his head and rubbed against Jiang Xiao again.

"Just talk if you have something to do." Jiang Xiao patted his shoulder reassuringly.

"I know." Shen Qing grabbed his hand, and took advantage of the fact that there was no one there, and led Jiang Xiao upstairs into the dormitory together.

Jiang Xiao lowered his head and hid his smile, walked side by side with his fingers interlocked.

"Brother," Shen Qing suddenly said, "You are my boyfriend."

"Well," Jiang Xiao said with a smile, "You are my ancestor."

"Brother," Shen glanced at him lightly, "Boyfriend and boyfriend are supposed to hold hands and walk on the road like this."

"If you want," Jiang Xiao squeezed his fingers: "We'll leave like this from now on."

"Forget it, although you are not a human being," Shen Qing shook his head: "But I still want you to be a human being."

"Stinky boy!"

Jiang Xiao laughed and cursed, pushed people into the dormitory to put things away, glanced at the pile of snacks on the green box from the corner of his eye, and asked casually, "Did you buy some snacks?"

"Song Miao bought it for me." Shen Qing charged the Yaoji power bank, and then squatted down to shake the basin.

"Who is Song Miao?"

"My high school classmate, the one who will go home with us this year." Shen Qingduanpen walked out.

"We," Jiang Xiao paused, then turned around and asked, "Do you want to go home?"

"Dad wants us to go back." Shen Qing exchanged glances with him: "You don't want to go back?"

Jiang Xiao stared at Shen's slight frown and said silently, "Listen to you."

Shen nodded lightly and went out to fetch water.

Jiang Xiao sat on the bed in a daze for a few seconds, rubbed his face a little irritably, fell back on the bed, and flipped through the WeChat messages his father gave him.

7:10—He won’t accept the money I sent to your brother, so you should take care of him more.

9:45—Why didn't you reply to the message?

14:11 [-] transfer, note: Is there any money left?

-have.

16:51—Your mother said that you confiscated living expenses. I know you are rich, but I still want to advise you. It is time for you to go to school. It is the right way to pay more attention to your studies and not to pursue too much in life. Extravagance, look at your brother’s food and clothing, he is not as ostentatious as you. It’s not the time for you to mix in the society, honestly being your student is what you should do now, and your mother and I are the ones who make money , save a little in everything, our family can still afford your most basic expenses.

21:15—I mean nothing in the afternoon, why did your Moments block me and your mother?How old?

Jiang Xiao glanced at the current time: 21:36

Yuan Ming sent him a screenshot, 99+ messages with red dots in Moments, all of which were liked by Shen Qing alone.

Yaoji popped out a message: Fuck, he committed suicide! !

Third child: Fourth child, did you do it on purpose?

Second child: I've been very annoying recently, so I'll block you two first.

Yuan Ming: I think, as a junior, you have a crush on you, so don't hesitate any longer, let's do it.

Jiang Xiao didn't reply to others, but replied to Yuan Ming:

it is good.

With a click, the doorknob was turned, and Shen Qing came in with a large laundry tub of water. Jiang Xiao looked up, saw someone draw the curtains, and then stood beside his bed and began to undress.

Jiang Xiao lay on the bed, staring at the people with their backs to him, and unbuttoned their shirts one by one.

The clothes slowly fell off from the shoulders, revealing the body that had been ravaged and disfigured. There were two big palm prints on the soft red skin, but the delicate skin still exuded the fragrance of bamboo leaves. The handsome temperament was cold and thin There are beautiful shoulders and ridges on the back, Jiang Xiao threw the phone away, raised his head and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, waiting for the nosebleed in his nasal cavity to flow back.

"Brother," the person above the head asked softly, "Am I pretty?"

Jiang Xiao pulled the quilt to cover himself, and said, "It's pretty."

"Good looking, why are you closing your eyes?"

"Brother drank a little too much today," Jiang Xiao said, "If you open your eyes, you will die."

"Dizzy?" Shen Qing saw that the person was frowning, and put her hand on his forehead: "Fever again?"

"It's okay," Jiang Xiao held his hand and kissed it on his lips, urging softly, "Hurry up and wash."

"Then can I sleep next to you?" Shen Qing asked.

"What do you think?" Jiang Xiao snorted lazily, "Little ancestor."

The corner of Shen Qing's mouth hooked slightly, leaned over and kissed the man's forehead, then took the towel, and dragged the basin a little away from Jiang Xiao's bed.

In the quiet and small dormitory there was the sound of splashing water, and Shen Qing moved carefully and slowly. Jiang Xiao lay on the bed and was not splashed with a single drop of water. Although he closed his eyes, he could still imagine what it would be like when the clear water flowed through the person's body. It was a lively scene, but for some reason, the peace and tranquility he felt now was far more than those messy and crooked thoughts.

Unprecedented peace, given to him by Shen Qing.

He never planned to live alone with Shen Qing before, because he never planned to be with this person.

He is not Shen Qing, he will not accept whoever treats him well, because outsiders are always inferior to those whose blood is thicker than water.

His father is just a very ordinary and honest man, it doesn't make sense that he has to endure such absurd things after being abandoned by his wife. That man is actually very old, and he vaguely remembers the day before he went to university when his father went to the station to see him off , that silver hair mixed with black hair, old and flying in the wind.

His father married late and is 47 years old this year. He has a thin face with a simple and honest look, and his loose eyelids will droop when he gets tired. The deep wrinkles piled up at the end of the man's eyes make him feel sad and tense when he laughs. When he got up, it made him feel distressed.

Distressed and tired.

He can't choose his own destiny, he can't control who he loves, he can't control whom he hates, and he can't change other people's minds. He just wants to make things easier so that they can all live better.

But it turned out that everyone was unhappy.

His mother is an untouchable woman who only learned to do housework after she got married. If she couldn't bear it and collapsed, she would complain to his father. His mother's hysterical anger made him very scared. He was afraid that his mother would leave , he didn't want to be an orphan, so he learned to sweep the floor, wash clothes, cook and cook by himself, he wanted to make his mother happy.

When he was seven years old, he also learned how to steam flower rolls from TV. His mother likes to eat Liuxin steamed buns. He called that TV program and asked them to broadcast a tutorial on Liuxin steamed buns. He thought he was playing a prank, and hung up the phone before he finished speaking.

He was eager to prove to her mother that he was a sensible and good son. After his mother left, he studied harder than before, and he began to try his best to tell his father that he was better than the son he picked up from outside. Be a hundred times better!

But no one would pay attention to him.

His mother still left when it was time to leave, and his father still got the certificate that he should get with someone.

As for the little mute who was standing in the corner waiting for him to turn around, he didn't dare to touch the happiness that was so rare that fate was willing to give him alms.

Not everyone has the right to enjoy happiness. His father married the woman he loved, and his father gave him a boy who loved him, but deprived him of the opportunity to choose.

But he obviously wanted it.

"elder brother."

In the deep drowsiness, someone lifted his quilt and lay down beside him, the fragrance of bamboo leaves radiated a hint of coolness, and even the air became a little bit cleaner.The waist tightened, and a fluffy head stuck to his chest, arching in his arms coquettishly.

"Yeah." Jiang Xiao closed his eyes and put his arms around Shen Qing, resting his chin on his head, rubbing it lightly.

"Brother," Shen Qing's head was dishonest, and it took a long time to get a "hmm" from the other party, and he crawled around dissatisfied and muttered: "Brother, I want to kiss you."

Jiang Xiao was tickled by someone, and a stream of heat flowed back from his moist eye sockets. He cleared his throat, and said "um" with a sneer.

"Why are you hmm?"

Jiang Xiao's half-sleeves were loose, and the neckline was too wide, Shen Qing's head came out directly.

"Huh?" Jiang Xiao coughed lightly, then teased the little dog, humming one, two, three, four: "Huh, huh? Huh?? Huh!!"

"Brother," Shen gently squeezed his mouth, and laughed softly, "You are such an idiot."

Jiang Xiao also laughed out loud, put his arms around the man, and lightly patted him on the back twice.

Shen lightly arched his head and rubbed his face.

"Are you panicking?" Jiang Xiao tugged on his collar.

"What do you think?" Shen Qing squeezed his neck, holding his face and kissing him back and forth.

"Ancestor," Jiang Xiao opened his arms with a sullen smile, and said, "Let's toss."

Shen Qing was not polite, and finished peeling the skin in less than five seconds.

"It's so fast..." Jiang Xiao closed his eyes and sighed softly.

"Brother," Shen Qing lowered her head to kiss him, and said softly, "The corner of your mouth is salty."

"Hmm..." Jiang Xiao kissed back, with a vague voice: "It's a new flavor."

"Brother," Shen asked softly, "do you really like me?"

"Shen Qing," Jiang Xiao replied softly, "No one loves you more than me."

"Then why are you crying?" Shen slapped him lightly.

"I'm happy."

"What are you happy about?"

"It's great to like you."

Shen was silent, and then let go of him.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xiao hugged him, reached out and touched his face: "Why don't you continue?"

"Your tears are too salty." Shen Qing lay beside him and looked at him with open eyes: "I can't swallow it."

Jiang Xiao choked with laughter.

"Brother," Shen Qing hugged him, patted his back repeatedly, and wiped Jiang Xiao's tears: "You look so ugly when you cry."

Jiang Xiao smiled in a muffled voice, rubbed his head into Shen Qing's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice: "I'm very handsome, but this time I'm ugly, just bear with it."

The author has something to say:

The phrase "he can have many people" means that the third child can choose (choose! choose! hit the point!) to talk about many boyfriends

I'm thinking about it~

Thanks to the little angel Gu Beizhao for throwing mines the day before yesterday, there was a problem with the backstage yesterday, thank you for the delay today~

Thank you for your comments and support~

By the way, when Wa writes the text, there is a high probability that the protagonist will be suoed often during the love period, emmm everyone just get used to it