The consequences of wearing a roommate's skirt by mistake

"Hey! Make a wish first."

Wen Song blew out the candle in one breath, and rubbed the tip of his nose belatedly when he heard his brother's reminder, "Ah... I forgot."

The family members around laughed at the same time.

"They are all grown-ups, why are they still in a daze."

The private room is warm and bright.After a home-cooked meal, the birthday cake was brought to the table, and the candles had just been lit before he blew them out seconds later.

Wen Yu said, "I'll order another one for you?"

"No need. I'm already this old, I don't believe this for a long time."

Wen Song blinked, "Besides, do I want anything? I just want to make a wish to you~ directly with grandpa. It's much more effective than making a wish on a cake candle, right?"

The senior old man is more than seventy years old, with gray temples and a majestic appearance, but he smiles kindly and generously, "This is telling the truth."

"Come and see your birthday present." Wen Yu showed him the photos on his mobile phone, "Look, I went to see it myself. The yard is the one you like, and the swimming pool is also pretty."

Wen Song probed to admire a few photos, "Very good."

"It's yours from this month on."

Wen Yu winked at him, "Grandpa is helping the staff, it's in the city center. Otherwise, with my little ability, I can't win it for you."

"Thank you, grandpa!" Wen Song immediately understood, and hugged him intimately, "Grandpa loves me the most~"

"Hey, there's me too."

Wen Yu and him were alone to please the old man, and took the opportunity to please himself, "He has taken up all the good things! I also want a villa for my birthday next year~"

"You want a fart, you have hands and feet, you earn your own money and buy them yourself."

"..."

Wen Yu has become accustomed to the tearful differential treatment in front of these two.

There are things I'm not used to.When he was leaving after the meal, he heard Wen Song ask the waiter, "Can you pack the cake for me? I want to take it home."

"Hey, the little rich man who just got a mansion is quite thrifty."

"Of course, you can't waste food."

He still didn't forget to take the opportunity to be good, "It's all taught by my grandfather~"

"Okay, let's go with your cake."

Wen Zhengming's only daughter passed away early, leaving such a child, naturally, he can't be overemphasized.As I get older, my body is not as good as it used to be, and I don't have the energy to fight in the mall. Just watching these juniors grow up like flowers, I feel quite comforted.

When we arrived at the hotel, Wen Yu went to answer the work phone, and the two sat in the lobby talking, "Have you encountered any difficulties in your studies?"

"No, the lessons are easy to understand."

"That's good. If you don't have any ambition, just stick to the path of intellectuals and study well." Wen Zhengming said earnestly, "In the future, doing research can still contribute to the country, compared to us ordinary people who only know how to do business. powerful."

"I will work hard."

Wen Song nodded obediently and reported, "I've already asked the counselor, and it's not too difficult to apply for postgraduate insurance in the third year. I want to stay in the school for postgraduate study, and then listen to the tutor's advice to apply for a better laboratory when I'm studying for a Ph.D. .”

"Okay. It's a good thing that you like reading. Read on, it's much better than your mother who gave up halfway."

Wen Qing gave up her place to stay in school and get married and had children. If she hadn't met someone who was unkind, she should have had a good life.

Every time she was mentioned, the old man would be silent for a while.

"But you will still be proud of her?" Wen Song said.

The Wen family went into business, and the last two generations of the extended family were not highly educated.He heard from his drunken grandfather that Wen Qing was admitted to the top-ranked C University in China, and after receiving the admission notice, the family celebrated with a banquet for several days.

Wen Zhengming said, "Before she made her own way and married herself to a scum, she was always my pride."

"Being led by the nose, the ghost is fascinated. A good youth, and being degraded by others is worthless... What is the word you said?"

"PUAs."

"Yes." The old man let out a long sigh, and every time he mentioned it, the wrinkles became deeper.

"It's a crime." Wen Song just looked down at his fingers and didn't say anything else.

Unlike Qin Tan or Qin Yun, the main cause of Wen Qing's illness was not genetics, but a disaster called marriage.In his childhood impression, there were much more endless abuse and violence than moments of warmth. Of course, he would wonder why Wen Qing endured the abuse, and spent nearly ten years with such a person.

When I grow up, I only know it from the fragments of relatives and family members - I just know it, but I can't understand it.

"You're a boy, and I'm not too worried about you."

Wen Zhengming said, "The family doesn't urge you to find a partner. As long as you are a good girl, it doesn't matter what your family background is, and your height and appearance don't matter. As long as you have a good character and a normal personality, grandpa will definitely support you."

"……Um."

Wen Song smiled, and responded softly, "Got it. I'm only a freshman, so I'm not in a hurry to find a partner."

"Okay, you followed for a long time. You have finished shopping and there is nothing to see."

Wen Yu solved the work call and walked this way, he also helped his grandfather to stand up, and walked to the elevator together.

"Go back to sleep, don't delay your class tomorrow."

"it is good."

The hotel is just across the street from the school.Saying goodbye to his family, Wen Song passed the school gate with the packed cake and stood by the post, hesitating for a moment.

He still wanted to go back to the dormitory to take a look, and he was looking forward to the place where he might meet someone.

But he knew clearly that he was delusional.If Qin Qin wants to see him, he will come to see him after a lot of trouble, and he won't be asked to guess carefully.

Even though he knew, he still entered the school and went to the dormitory for a walk.

In the dormitory, only the brother on bed 3 is playing games.

He opened the cake box and took three pieces out, "Try this, it's my birthday today."

There are his allergens in the cake, and he doesn't touch it very often, and he also tastes it symbolically on his birthday.The same goes for Wen Yu and Grandpa, who only eat a piece on his birthday to meet the occasion.There was more than half of the cake left, and he packed it back.

"Yo, you see, you didn't say it earlier, and you didn't have any preparations." The brother took off his earphones and smiled at him excitedly, "Happy birthday."

"Thank you, that's enough."

Wen Song also smiled and waved his hands, "Then I'll go first, you guys play."

It was still early, night had just fallen.On both sides of the school road, there are many young couples walking together. Even on the small roads that are not often walked, there will be pairs of passers-by passing by, hugging each other intimately and whispering.

Wen Song pretended not to see it, and bought a bottle of soda when passing by the vending machine.Hearing the drink drop with a "boom", it seemed that there was still a small sound that was covered.

He listened carefully, tentatively meowed twice, and successfully lured out a ball of orange and white fluff.

"Come here, let me rub your belly."

Wen Song put the food in his hand aside, and pressed the cat's belly, which was soft and warm, "Did you eat indiscriminately today?"

"Meow~"

"Well, it's great." He squatted on the side of the road looking at the cat, and asked in a low voice inexplicably, "Today... Has anyone fed you?"

"Meow~woo~"

"No way...why is he so cruel, right?"

It's also a good thing that you can't understand the boring human soliloquy.I wonder if cats also shed hair in winter, Wen Song sneezed, and was about to stand up when a black figure brushed past him.

The figure of the man looked familiar. He was wearing a black sportswear and earphones, and he was jogging along the path.

Wen Song was stunned for a moment, before he had time to think, he picked up the cake and chased after him, grabbed the corner of his clothes and said anxiously, "Hey... wait!"

"..."

The passer-by took off his earphones, turned around inexplicably, and showed a strange face, "Who are you?"

Wen Song let go of his hand, "...Sorry, I admitted the wrong person."

I don't know what I'm expecting.

The soda was left in the vending machine, but he didn't go back to get it, but walked forward in silence with his head down.

Go straight along this road to the South School Gate, and then walk forward for a few minutes, the gate of the community is just around the corner.

I really want to go home.

I really want to stay in the quilt for a lifetime and never come out again.

Knowing that it would be a waste of time.

Obviously know.

He is like this for everything related to Qin Tan, knowing clearly while watching himself do all kinds of unreasonable things.

If it's the plot he saw in the comics, he might even silently comment "ooc" in his heart, and read another one he likes more.But when such a plot happened to him, when he was really fighting against fate like a character beyond his control, he didn't try to change a better life for himself.

Forgot to leave a light on when leaving.Opening the door of the house and facing the dark silence of a room alone, Wen Song suddenly felt an unprecedented exhaustion, which was gradually fermenting into self-loathing.

It's not because I'm too tired to walk and talk with my family all day today.Instead, I feel from the bottom of my heart that maybe I have been struggling with the wrong fate for too long.

[Moxi Moxi?How did you eat tonight】

【Okay, just got home】

[Then how about your old man? 】

[After eating and talking for a while, then I went back to the hotel to rest]

【Is it going well? 】

【What can go wrong with a birthday】

【That's good】

[Happy birthday my treasure! 】

[I know, you have said it many times]

Wen Song swipe WeChat, dozens of messages have been accumulated.

【happy Birthday! ! ! 】

【Happy Birthday Xiao Song^-^】

【Happy birthday, Wen Song~】

【…】

The birthday wishes have not stopped throughout the day.Most of them are former classmates, college classmates, and friends from clubs.

He replied one by one until the mobile phone stopped sending message notifications, and sat quietly in the living room, looking at the night sky outside the balcony, waiting for the end of the day.

The clock passed zero.Not a single star can be seen in the midnight sky.

He deleted Qin Qin's wechat.

Want to hear "Happy Birthday", he already has a lot.

That sentence is no longer needed.

**

After winter, the temperature is getting lower and lower day by day.Wen Song would be ridiculed by Lan Lan and fall into hibernation at this time of year. He was already slow, and his reaction became more sluggish when winter came.Even the final exam before the winter vacation is generally not as good as the summer vacation. Fortunately, the college entrance examination is in summer.

The end of the first semester at the university was approaching, and they had the last meditation class together.The members of Wen Song's team mean what they say. Apart from collecting materials, he was not asked to do any other work. The PPT report was also done well, and he should be able to get a good score.

After class, Lan Lan asked him, "Would you like to hang out with me?"

Wen Song shook his head, "Go to the library."

"One of our majors ends early, and the final exam will be next week."

Zheng Xige heard it from the side, and followed with a smile, "We are too."

"I heard from the senior brothers and sisters in the previous class that the failure rate is quite high. Anyway, I plan to go to the library to make up for it for a while in the afternoon. How about we go together?"

Wen Song said naturally, "Okay."

There are people of the same age who can chat with everyone around, and it is too easy to find someone to accompany you.They had lunch together, and met Lin Youyou in the library, and the three of them played a trick of passing notes, chatting about comic storyboards on the draft paper, never tired of it.

Later, I simply went upstairs to find a small reference room that was not used by anyone, so I could speak with my voice open.

In the face of hobbies, reviewing and so on are temporarily thrown aside, and no one cares.

Wen Song smiled and shared the graffiti saved on the iPad with them, and even got compliments, "It's so beautiful! The color scheme is so gentle, just like Teacher Chengshi."

"I've been copying his works all the time. Recently, I practice drawing every day when I'm bored." He sighed with satisfaction, "Sure enough, hard work will pay off."

"To be honest, I also tried to draw manga myself."

Zheng Xige rummaged through on his mobile phone and shared it together, "But I was tossing around with scratch paper, and I also drew randomly in textbooks...here, take a few photos."

His painting style is more scribbled, but in a comic style, with a strong storyline.Lin Youyou watched with gusto, "Your storyboard script plus Wen Song's artist! Make a serial, I'll subscribe you both, and create a group for you two to be fans of."

The three laughed together around the table.Wen Song was sweating a little, probably because the heating in the small reading room was better, so he took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair, and continued to chat with them in a relaxed manner.

This is what he had envisioned before enrolling, and the college life he should have has also become reality according to his expectations.It is obviously a real and ordinary scene, but it is as comfortable as a dream.

Lin Youyou squeezed his coat, and said with a smile, "You are the first friend I saw wearing a down jacket this year. I saw everyone wearing different lengths on the way to the library today, and I was still hesitant to choose a down jacket." Don't bring out thick clothes."

"I can't help it. I'm too afraid of the cold. Although I want to dress more handsomely, it's still important to save my life."

"Hahaha this one is also very pretty!"

Zheng Xige asked, "What do you drink? I'll go down to buy drinks and bring them for you."

"Hmm...then I want iced Americano! Thanks."

Wen Song didn't bother to think, "It's fine for me to do the same."

"Row."

When Zheng Xi came downstairs, Lin Youyou asked him unintentionally, "By the way, why didn't you go with Senior Brother Qin today? Does he have a part-time job?"

"do not know."

Wen Song said softly, "I don't know."

"Hey, I already told the tutoring agency I joined that I won't schedule classes this year. Anyway, it's the end of the year, and the exam week will start at the end of the month. I even bought the air ticket, and I can go back after the final exam... What did you say?"

It took Lin Youyou a lot of talking before she realized, "Are you... having trouble with Senior Brother Qin?"

"Who is Brother Qin?"

"..."

"Don't! Don't do this, I have goosebumps!" His tone was so calm that Lin Youyou was a little panicked.

"Just, just Qin Qin, why do you have such an expression that doesn't look like a joke when you are joking... You really don't know him? There is someone in my mind that doesn't exist? Am I wearing a book??"

"..."

"It's not so fantasy." Wen Song turned over a page of notes, feeling that he might not be able to learn today, so he simply packed up the scattered books and draft notes, and explained by the way, "I am forgetting this person. So if I'll be grateful if you don't mention him again in front of me."

"Ah... oh oh, that's it, I see."

Lin Youyou felt that she understood it, but she didn't fully understand it.Seeing that it was obviously not good for him to ask any more questions, he tactfully skipped this topic and continued to say that manga is safer.

When Zheng Xige finished buying drinks and came up, he handed her the iced Americano, took out another cup and pushed it to Wen Song, "Here, yours."

Wen Song was taken aback when he saw the drink, "Ah...thank you."

The cup I brought him was a hot latte.It's hard not to make people think about the extra thoughts. Lin Youyou felt that the situation was unpredictable in his eyes, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense, "That's right! I also made an appointment to have dinner with my roommate. Are you going back?"

Unknowingly, they chatted all afternoon without doing anything serious.Wen Song thought to himself that he would go home to read the notes for a while to make up for it, "Then I'll go back earlier."

The girls' dormitory is in the other direction.After bidding farewell to Lin Youyou, Zheng Xige walked back to the dormitory with him, seeing that he was just holding the cup of hot latte to warm his hands, and did not take a sip, feeling a little sad in his heart, "Don't you like this taste?"

"It's okay. But I usually drink more black coffee, and I don't know how to add milk." Wen Song took the opportunity to hand the drink back to him, "I can't finish this cup, I wasted it."

"..."

Zheng Xige had no choice but to take the warm coffee. From the corner of his eyes, he saw a vehicle passing by on the side of the road. He put a hand around his shoulder and brought it to him, "Watch the road carefully, there is a car."

"Yeah." Wen Song avoided his hand indiscriminately, and looked at the black commercial vehicle in a blink of an eye.

The speed limit on campus is very slow, and a few seconds passing by is enough for him to see the whole car clearly.The car window was only half raised, and the person in the back seat was wearing a dark black down jacket with the zipper pulled up to the highest point, and a black mask covering half of his face, leaning against the car door at the other end in a tired and comforting posture, The eyes staring out the window are as cold as ice.

Like the kind of atmospheric photos that often appear in entertainment news about celebrities going out on the street, being secretly photographed or deliberately posed, some titles such as "The wealthy son of the upper class is on the run", attracted fans to lick the screen frantically.

But when that gaze touched his figure, he heard something broken from the bottom of his heart clearly.Like a crack extending on the ice, a spider's web spread, quickly grabbing the entire heart.

The people in the car suddenly sat up straight, but the speed of the car was not affected, and they drove straight forward.

Wen Song froze in place, watching it turn and disappear at the end of another school road without saying a word, looking in the direction of going to the school gate, and was about to leave here.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Xige asked.

"It's nothing... I suddenly remembered that there was a notebook left in the dormitory."

Wen Song hesitated to take a step forward, not caring much about whether this lame excuse was accepted, but still detoured back to the dormitory to get the note that didn't exist.

He was supposed to go home early to review for the final exam, but for some reason, he stayed in the dormitory unable to move his feet, as if subconsciously felt that there was something terrible outside, and was forced to sit at the desk and open a book to study meditation on the spot.

It's been half a month since the last time I was so restless.It was hard for him to find the rhythm of life he had, and he couldn't be distracted by a seemingly non-existent stare at each other.

Originally, it was just to divert attention, but I didn't expect to really learn it.When the brother who loves to play games came back from dinner, he had already sat at the desk for more than two hours.

"Yo, are you staying in the dormitory tonight?"

"No, I'll be back later."

Just finished reviewing the notes of this subject.After packing up his textbooks, Wen Song got up and opened the door of the dormitory. Just as he took a step forward, he saw the black commercial vehicle passing by from the corner of his eyes, parked next to the vending machine downstairs.

He paused, turned around and returned to the dormitory.

"..."

The inexplicable behavior started again!

The peace I had so hard to regain when I was just doing business was easily wiped out.Wen Song didn't understand himself, and he didn't do anything wrong, why he was so restless, so he went downstairs in a bang, intending to pass the car without looking sideways, and go home to rest according to the original plan.

But who can resist curiosity.Before he even passed the car, his eyes couldn't help drifting over after a few steps away.

He came down just in time.

Qin Qin took the medicine and soda water from the assistant in the front row, pulled off his mask, swallowed a few pills and poured water on his head, seeing him approaching aggressively from the corner of his eyes, and choked on a big gulp.It was too late to raise the car window, and he slid down the seat to try to hide himself.

The little assistant pressed the button winkingly, but it didn't help.Just a few steps away, Wen Song could see exactly who was in the car.The slowly rising car windows are like a belated fig leaf, and the slow motion in a comedy is as funny.

Wen Song: "..."

The window glass is not completely black.Such a big man, no matter how he shrinks under the car, he can still see it.The people inside and outside the car looked at each other with difficulty for a few seconds while coughing and coughing.Wen Song's indescribable expression gradually became irritable.

The plan of "passing by without squinting" was completely cancelled.He couldn't bear it anymore, raised his hand and hammered the car window twice vigorously.

"You! Get out of the car!"

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