The consequences of wearing a roommate's skirt by mistake

Lin Youyou asked him, "He is in the same major as us. Does the senior brother Qin you mentioned know the person who broke into the office at night?"

"I do not know."

Wen Song could only answer in this way.

Does Qin Tan know that senior brother, or is Qin Tan that senior brother?

do not know anything.

Wen Song didn't even feel that he really knew Qin Tan—what kind of person is he?

Is he gentle?But he always doesn't look at people directly, so that the little girl he admires dare not approach.Is he indifferent?But he will pinch the snail that is about to be washed away by the current to the safety of the eaves on a rainy day.

Is he romantic?But he didn't even care about the well-known "520".Is he boring?But he would dance to the beat late at night.

Qin Qin is like a riddle that cannot be guessed.

Gossip in schools travels fast.The two departments of physics and finance are half a campus away, and Wen Song can hear the discussions of his classmates in class.

——There is a finance senior who seems to have gone to the dean's office to make a fuss. I don't know if he got too drunk and went crazy or something.

—Is your surname Qin?I heard he is very handsome!There are so many girlfriends, it can't be that he was hurt by love, hahaha, it's also possible to use alcohol to relieve his sorrow.

——I don’t know, I heard that he has a girlfriend in Japan... Could it be that he changed schools for love?

In just a few days, Wen Song got tired of hearing all kinds of rumors, and put on his earphones in the corner of the last row.

As the week passed, rumors were replaced by new gossip.

The object of everyone's enthusiastic discussion moved accordingly, and gradually no one paid any attention to this unknown incident in the middle of the night, and no one paid any attention to where the senior brother surnamed Qin went.

Another week passed.

The flow of time becomes slow, like a viscous liquid.Life returned to the idle routine of the beginning of school, and Wen Song occasionally had the illusion that he had never met a person named Qin Qin, and he hadn't played around with him and spent some pleasant time together.

If it wasn't for the photo album and chat history in his mobile phone, he would almost have thought that the relationship with him for more than half a month was a dream, a self-sufficient fantasy when he was too bored and needed a playmate.

But every time I see the photos, the memories that I was about to forget come alive again, and the emotions are repeated again, anger or worry, I can't tell which is more.

Even if you really want to leave here, why don't you say goodbye before leaving.

People who have to come here to say goodbye all day on a business trip, why can they disappear for so long without even saying hello?

However, he also felt that this way of exiting the stage was suitable for Qin Qin.Even leaving doesn't end like ordinary people, insisting on leaving a half-broken thread, making people think about him and remember him bitterly.

One night when there was an evening class, Wen Song returned to the dormitory, and the two senior brothers were still playing games.

His schedule is too healthy, but it is different. It is a bit unreasonable to ask ordinary young people to mute after nine o'clock, so he goes to bed later than usual, and checks Weibo to pass the time.

He hasn't chatted with his online friends for a while.Thinking about it, after Qin Qin took him out to play and lived a cash-filled life, he began to be cold towards netizens.

Recently, I have been suddenly idle. I have nothing to do after class, and I don’t even go to the library very much.Probably due to the change of seasons and the cooling effect, I can't get excited about doing anything, I just want to go home and sleep, and I don't know much about Weibo.

【Warm water delivery: (˙▽˙)】

[Warm water delivery service: You haven't been online much recently, are you busy? 】

Just after sending a private message to care for netizens, there was a knock on the dormitory door.

Wen Song subconsciously turned his head to look inside the room, where both senior brothers were there.Looking at the door of the dormitory that was knocked loudly, I suddenly became nervous.Even though he was the closest to the door, he didn't dare to move, lying on the bed and holding his phone stiffly.

"Who?"

The senior brother thought he was wearing earphones and didn't hear it, so he got up and went to open the door, and when he saw someone coming, he said, "Yo, Uncle Qin is here."

The moment Wen Song heard the surname, Wen Song sat up from the bed, vaguely aware of the identity of the visitor, quite at a loss, "Hello, Uncle Qin..."

"You play your game."

He walked in with ease, and pulled out the chair in front of Qin Qin's desk to sit on.

Wen Song didn't lie down again, moved back, sat on the bed against the wall, and looked at him pretending to play with his mobile phone.

He is a handsome middle-aged man with long hair and a stubbled beard, with the melancholy temperament of a down-and-out artist in his eyebrows and eyes, as if covered in a dark haze.

Qin Tan's appearance is nothing like him, but some parts of his body are enough to show the characteristics of father and son, which is amazing.

Glancing and glancing, he didn't pay much attention to the content on the phone screen, until he got tired of waiting and slammed the door and went out. Wen Song heard the senior brother in the next bed sigh, "It can be regarded as gone."

Wen Song seized the opportunity to ask for confirmation, "Is he Qin Qin's father?"

"Yes."

The blunt tone made the senior look at him more, "Qin Tan has a bad relationship with his father, I don't know. Anyway, this uncle always comes at night and sits for an hour before leaving. He has never waited for Qin Tan to come back .”

"Qin Tan doesn't usually live here, maybe it's just to hide from his father."

Qin Qin has a weird temper.The middle-aged man just now looked much kinder than him.

Wen Song, however, subconsciously slid to the side that protected the weirdo, "Then what if Brother Qin... Brother has something to come back to live someday, and his father is here again? Do you need to tell him?"

"You still want to inform him?" The brother teased with a smile, "What good did Qin Tan do for you?"

No good.Just a chance to talk.

Wen Song lay back on the bed and switched to the WeChat chat history. The message he sent to Qin Tan half a month ago has not been answered.

He also wants face.

Ignore people, and send messages in the past, which seems very self-respecting.

Switching back to the private message on Weibo, the reply here was very fast, and it was delivered when he secretly looked at Qin Qin's father.

[Little Black Fan: I am entertaining an old friend]

【Warm water delivery: Mmmmm】

It's not the first time I saw him use this reason to explain his disappearance. Wen Song is not surprised, but occasionally feels that he has a lot of friends, and he has to entertain him every once in a while.

[Little Black Fan: Do you have anything to say? 】

I have something to say.

Wen Song put his finger on the input box and moved it away. He realized that what he wanted to say was related to Qin Qin, and he also realized his hesitation and hesitation. He didn't want to share with this friend—the memory of Qin Qin.

Those special memories that only belong to two people.He greedily piled it all up in his heart, no matter how full the pile was, he would not be willing to mention it to anyone.

[Warm water delivery service: No, just asking, you are busy with your work]

**

It was a great weekend, and it was rare for Lan Lan not to go on a date. She called early in the morning and said that she would come and order takeaway and watch a movie with him.

Wen Song hadn't woken up when he answered the phone, and listened to the tired and crooked things.

It's been a bit lonely since I haven't had a long talk for so long.We must create some opportunities to live the two-person world of the brothers.If there is anything you want to eat, hurry up and tell you to line up to buy it.

His brain was so oily that he forced to turn it on, he had to get up, thought for a while and said that he passed by the flower market to buy a bunch of fresh cut flowers, and he didn't need to bring anything else.

He can't cook and doesn't want to go out. He eats takeaway all day on Saturday, and the take-out box is still on the coffee table.After getting up, I yawned slowly and tidied up. The flowers I bought last week had already withered, so I took them to the downstairs of the community and threw them away to make room for another wave of garbage that is coming.

After finishing all this, he lazily nestled on the sofa and waited for Lan Lan to come, and adjusted the newly bought projector by the way.

It's not even new.After receiving the express last month, I forgot to dismantle it, and it has not been used for so long.

Lan Lan arrived quickly, brought fresh irises and roses, discussed and ordered takeaway together, and happily said that she wanted to watch "Reunion 3".

He is a Marvel fan. Although he was heartbroken by the recent plot, he revisits the previous classic series every year.Wen Song accompanied him to watch it more than once, and was the only friend around him who patiently accompanied him to watch the same movie repeatedly.

The classic opening song sounded, and Wen Song unwrapped the bouquet in the small kitchen, trimmed the branches one by one and placed them in vases, doing it in a leisurely manner, turning the vase to observe, and adjusting the posture of the branches and leaves.

Put a bunch in the living room and bedroom, and even take two small glass jars and put them in the bathroom.

Lan Lan didn't pay attention to her favorite movie, instead she glanced at him frequently and urged, "Come here quickly, it's starting."

"Got it, now."

The abnormality was very conspicuous, and he couldn't hide his thoughts at all.Wen Song was not in a hurry, waiting for him to speak on his own initiative.

It is estimated that it is some beautiful sister who has fallen in love with her, and she came to ask for help because she didn't have enough pocket money.

Halfway through the movie, the takeaway arrived.I ordered fried chicken and bibimbap, and the red, green and green side dishes are beautifully arranged.Wen Song put the top soft-boiled egg into his bowl, and got an exaggerated reaction, "What are you doing! Are you poisoning?"

"It's poison to me." Wen Song slowly mixed the remaining side dishes, "It's medicine to you."

"Good guy, what medicine?"

"Let me tell you the truth, why did you delay my medicine for reading comics?"

"..."

Lan Lan smiled embarrassingly, "Isn't this to cultivate relationships?"

"I asked you out to play recently, but you refused to go out with me."

Wen Song dug a big spoonful of rice, and while blowing the air, he replied casually, "Qin Tan and I have been to those places."

It seemed to be mentioned indifferently, and the break in the tone was so slight that it was almost inaudible.

Lan Lan could hear it, and had heard it more than once in the past half month.I couldn't bear it until today, "You are the one who can watch movies that you are not interested in three times with you."

"Are you still thinking about Qin Tan?"

He flipped through the memo on his phone.The person who didn't even bother to bring textbooks to class even made small notes when he came to cultivate the relationship, "I checked with someone, and it was Qin Tan who was talking about the office thing last month. He hasn't come to school for half a month."

Lan Lan said, "You know what bipolar disorder is, right? That's it, bipolar disorder. Look at this."

You don't even need to lean over to look, the phone has been raised in front of your eyes, Wen Song saw the title on his screen:

1. Accompanying symptoms of manic episodes

"..."

"Look, don't be impatient, look at this disease."

Lan Lan pulled him to study, "The first point is that during the manic period, people will be full of energy, their emotions will be abnormally high, and their language and behavior will increase. Category."

"Second point, Yu Qi is just the opposite. It is said on Baidu that when a person suffers from a depressive episode, he or she will be depressed, not talkative, not active, and lose interest in everything... just don't have that kind of worldly desire. jpg, you know Bar."

"I've seen these things since elementary school."

Wen Song pushed his hand away, picked up the spoon and continued to eat, "Tell me what this is for."

"Qin Tan also suffers from this disease."

Lan Lan said, "I inquired with my friends, and the diagnosis has been made for several years, so I can't be wrong."

Wen Song didn't say a word.He obviously listened, but he just ate in silence, and the frequency of chewing and swallowing did not change.

Lan Lan came to tell Xiao Heijing behind his back that he was already guilty, and he couldn't hold back when he didn't speak, "What do you think?"

"Bring me a Coke."

"..."

Lan Lan opened it conveniently, inserted a straw and handed it over, and continued to ask, "Did Qin Tan tell you? Do you know that he... is like that?"

"do not know."

He drank the coke as if nothing had happened, shivering from the ice, "I've never seen him like that."

"Then look at this again."

Lan Lan did not give up, and pointed to the third point in the memo, "'The interval between two attacks is called the intermission period, during which the symptoms can disappear, and the patient's social function will return to relatively normal." Does he only see you when?"

"..."

Wen Song spat out the straw, and the ice cubes in the cold drink were sucked into his voice, "Are you here today just to tell me this?"

Bibimbap is no longer fragrant, and Coke is also tasteless.The movie is at its climax and the lines are louder than his voice.

The universe had judged you. (The universe has judged you)

"So what if he's really sick."

The whitewashed calm was forcibly broken. Wen Song pointed to the movie screen where the battle was fierce, and raised the volume, "Will he put on a mech and shoot me with a shock wave? Will he spit spider silk at me and stick me to the roof? Or will he become Be the Hulk and beat me to the ground?"

"..."

"No? Then he's just an ordinary human! He won't hurt anyone. If you don't tell others, you don't want others to know. Is it hard to understand? Why do you have to dig out other people's privacy and talk about it?"

"No... Calm down, I just asked for it myself and only told you, without letting others know."

Even though she expected that he might lose his temper, Lan Lan still hesitated when she saw it with her own eyes, "Is it because, because Aunt Wen Qing had this kind of disease, so..."

"Qin Tan is Qin Tan, and has nothing to do with my mother. My mother didn't die because of illness."

Wen Song interrupted him and said seriously, "You always say things I don't want to hear today, if you do that again, I will kick you out."

"...OK, but it's different from other things. I can't leave it alone."

Lan Lan said, "Before you drive out, you must at least tell me why you are so close to Qin Qin and why you still miss him so much."

"Do you like him?"