Why is this male classmate sticking to me?

In the next few days, Lu Chanchan deeply understood the difficulty of the words "early to bed and early to rise" for contemporary male college students.

At night, he lay on the bed counting sheep and staring at the stars and couldn't fall asleep. In the morning, he was dizzy and couldn't get up.

It was the same that night. The lights in their room were turned off at eleven o'clock. Looking at the brightly lit building from the opposite dormitory building, it was estimated that only their room was dark, as if the electricity had been cut off alone.

Lu Chanchan tried to adjust her biological clock over and over again, but failed.

He gently opened the bed curtain with his fingers, and the bedroom was completely dark, and all the roommates were hiding behind their curtains and playing with each other, but they didn't make a sound, or they didn't take him with them.

And all of this was thanks to Jiang Yulin.

That day, Jiang Yulin sent him back. In front of other roommates, he said that Lu Chanchan was in poor health, and the doctor advised him to have a regular schedule and not stay up late in front of other roommates. He asked him to go to bed early and not to stay up late.

What he said was sincere, and the roommates burst into tears, as if he was some incurable disease.

"Old Xia," Lu Chanchan lifted the corner of the bed curtain and gently called his roommate on the opposite bed, "Are you playing games? Take me one."

Xia Yi poked out a round and a half-inch head from the opposite side, and said in a low voice, "Ancestor, you haven't fallen asleep yet? Hurry up and sleep, it's past eleven o'clock and why are you playing games!"

He spoke as if it wasn't him who was playing the game.

Lu Chanchan didn't give up, and went to find another roommate, "Chu'er, Chu'er!"

Ren Zhichu lifted the curtain to look at him.

Lu Chanchan said with bright eyes: "How long has it been since we had a night talk in the dormitory, how about we talk tonight? If you have any emotional problems that can't be solved, you can consult me—it doesn't matter if it's emotional, or anything. As you know, I have a wide range of knowledge..."

"What's the matter?" Ren Zhichu cut off the conversation, "If you have anything to say, let's talk about it tomorrow, baby, you should sleep well first, your body is the most important thing, and I will chat with my girlfriend for a while."

Accompanying his girlfriend is true, caring about his body is just an excuse.

Oh man.

There is also the last roommate, Jian Jun, the eldest brother in their dormitory, the gentlest brother who is the best at talking, he will definitely not refuse to spend this boring long night with him!

"Jun!...Brother?"

He didn't even finish calling his name, but Jian Jun actually snored lightly from behind the bed curtain. He used the euphemistic name of helping classmate Lu Chanchan adjust his schedule, but he himself got used to it quickly.

Lu Chanchan got angry, closed the curtain and retreated into her bed, sulking alone.

He turned over, couldn't sleep, and was out of breath, so he went to harass Squad Leader Jiang.

[LCC: angry jpg.]

The other side turned back in seconds.

[Squad leader:? ]

[LCC: can't sleep]

[LCC: Maomao wronged jpg.]

[Squad leader: Classmate Lu Chanchan, it is already 47:[-] in the middle of the night, according to the principle of going to bed early, you need to fall asleep. ]

It was still the same cold template answer.

Lu Chanchan was holding the phone in disbelief, he even acted like a spoiled child with the emoji of cats and cats aggrieved, how could the other party be indifferent.

[LCC: Monitor, do you really use no AI software when chatting with people?]

Or the kind that is not yet mature.

[Squad Leader: Classmate Lu Chanchan, no. ]

Damn, Lu Chanchan put down his phone.

No, solution, wind, emotion.

The phone vibrated twice, and another message came from the other side. Lu Chanchan made mental preparations before picking it up to read.

[Squad Leader: In fact, you can't sleep at night, maybe because your energy during the day has not been consumed, try to do some exercise, you should be able to sleep better at night. ]

Is this mocking him for being lazy and doing nothing?

The other side was still typing, and Lu Chanchan didn't reply, waiting to see what else he wanted to say.

[Squad leader: You can't bask in the sun, you can choose to exercise at night. ]

This sentence is inexplicably weird, but when it comes to Jiang Yulin, Lu Chanchan feels that he shouldn't be such a weird person.

[Squad Leader: For example, running at night or something, it happens that I have time at night recently. ]

Sure enough, he knew that the squad leader was a decent person.

[LCC: It seems reasonable...but monitor, when did you start running at night? ]

He clearly remembered that Jiang Yulin was not the kind of person who was particularly keen on sports, and he even disliked the smelly sweat after exercising.

[Squad Leader: Recently. ]

In this way, Lu Chanchan was taken by Jiang Yulin in a daze and began to run at the playground every night.

On the first day, he had leg cramps.

The next day, he had stomach cramps.

On the third day, he was panting like a cow and sweating profusely, but he didn't have any more cramps.

On the fourth day, the effect gradually appeared, and he could fall asleep directly after taking a bath.

Day five—

Lu Chanchan tied up her shoelaces and was ready to go out.

"It's not Lu Chanchan, why don't you go for a walk and wear such a coquettish color?" When Ren Zhichu entered the door, he saw Lu Chanchan wearing a tender pink short-sleeve, and was about to go out with a water bottle.

"Is there a problem?" Lu Chanchan looked down at herself, "Why do you have any opinions on the pink T-shirt?"

buckle -

Jiang Yulin changed his clothes and went outside their dormitory door, and knocked on the open door with his fingers.

At the beginning of Renzhi, he looked at Jiang Yulin, turned his head and said to Lu Chanchan, "Look at him, and learn what is simple dressing."

Isn't it 360 five days a year, black and white every day, still need to learn?

Ren Zhichu waved his hand at Lu Chanchan: "Okay, let's go, people are waiting for you."

Unable to justify her style of dressing, Lu Chanchan reluctantly moved out of the dormitory.

Jiang Yulin stood outside the door, dressed in black and white sportswear, tall and straight.

Lu Chanchan sized it up for a while, and felt that it was indeed pretty, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that this kind of good-looking probably had nothing to do with the clothes, but mainly depended on the person.

He took a look at his pink clothes, trying to find some aesthetic recognition from the monitor.

"Squad leader," Lu Chanchan coughed and said naturally, "Why do you usually only wear black, white and gray clothes? Don't you like brighter ones?"

Jiang Yulin thought for a while, and said seriously: "It's okay, but the shopping guide lady said I'm suitable."

"No way, you just handed yourself over to another woman?" Lu Chanchan's eyes widened.

Jiang Yulin frowned, "How do you talk?"

"Cough," Lu Chanchan scratched the tip of her nose in embarrassment, "I mean, they may not all have the right eyes, don't you think this looks good on me?"

"That's right," Jiang Yulin glanced at Lu Chanchan, "We have different styles, don't you think I don't look good in these clothes?"

Good-looking is good-looking, but the main thing is that you are good-looking.

Lu Chanchan didn't say this, and turned a corner: "Then you have to follow your heart, don't suppress your yearning for colors."

"How can you be depressed?" Jiang Yulin was surprised, "I also liked black, white and gray."

It's just not oily.

He's said so much, why can't this person react, he just wants to be praised "Your pink short sleeves are so cute".

How did Jiang Yulin get the first grade in his major?

"What I mean is," Lu Chanchan took a deep breath, taking care of Jiang's IQ, and said more easily, "You must look better in bright colors, after all, your skin is fair, just like me. "

He was dangling in front of Jiang Yulin in his pink clothes, got it, praise me, quick!

But Jiang Yulin just glanced at him indifferently, turned his head away, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

Lu Chanchan couldn't guess the rich psychological activities here, but instinctively felt that something must be wrong.

Don't miss the point.

Sure enough, Jiang Yulin smiled softly, his tone seemed indulgent, "Got it."

What does he know? !

Lu Chanchan was greatly shocked.

His focus is on the last sentence "like me". Why does this person seem to have automatic cotton plugs in his ears, so he can only hear the front half.

Sure enough, a wise man can't speak secretly.

The author has something to say:

One day and one night, Jiang Yulin asked a question and answer: How can I become gentler?

Description of the problem: Why does Mingren want to say dark words? If he wants me to wear bright clothes with him, you can say it directly, and I will not disagree.Is he too shy?No, he is lively, cheerful, and coquettish, so he can't be shy.

That is, I am too fierce. Many people have reported that I am usually too serious, but how can I become gentler?