surface roommate

Fu Wu didn't answer a word, took his clothes and hurried into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, the hot water flowed down, washed away the tiredness of the night, and aroused his rippling heart again.

He still had lingering fears about Zhou Ziheng's gentle smile just now.Zhou Ziheng smiled so happily, there are two possibilities, one is that the two reconciled and are good friends as before; the other is that the two reconciled and he confessed successfully.The second possible probability of success is about rolling 100 dice and rolling 100 6s at the same time.

After thinking about it this way, Fu Wu was slightly relieved, he probably didn't confess rashly, but he didn't have a definite answer, and he was still worried.So after walking out of the bathroom, he couldn't help but sneak a glance at Zhou Ziheng.

Zhou Ziheng came over and said generously, "You're hungover, do you feel better now?"

"Okay, just drink some wine, it's nothing to do." Fu Wu thought to himself, just reconciled so intimately, there is no need to buffer it?

He didn't remember that he was shattered last night, but Zhou Ziheng's memory was still fresh. He had already broken through the shackles and barriers, and could communicate with Fu Wu eye to eye without any psychological burden.

Fu Wu ate the long-lost wife cake again, still pondering what happened after he got drunk last night.According to Xu Ruzhi's rhetoric, he became very talkative when he was drunk, and he became very nervous.Then even if you didn't confess last night, did you make a fool of yourself?

With such a pimple in his heart, he feels like sitting on pins and needles, like a light on his back, like a pimple in his throat. He really wants to turn back time and ban birthday parties from the source, so that he won't get drunk, let alone allow Zhou Ziheng to go to the beach to find himself.

The son said: "The deceased is like a husband, and will not give up day and night."

It was too late to regret it now, so Fu Wu walked through the No. 3 bed under the guise of going to the balcony to collect clothes, glanced at Zhou Ziheng who was buried in his book, and murmured with obvious lack of confidence: "Where are you reading? What book are you reading?"

Zhou Ziheng spread out the cover: "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio." Whether it is a ghost or a demon, it will eventually reveal its original shape.

As Fu Wu put away his clothes, he said embarrassingly, "Last night... I didn't say anything nonsense last night, did I?"

The autumn wind came in from the door and slightly blew Zhou Ziheng's shirt. He smiled half-smile: "Don't remember? You said a lot."

"Ah?" Fu Wu's face turned red, and he hugged his clothes and stood opposite Zhou Ziheng, "No way? What did I say?"

"Think about it for yourself." Zhou Ziheng raised his eyebrows subconsciously, and put "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" into his schoolbag, "It's ten o'clock now, we don't have class in the morning, should we go to the library to study?"

In the past, Fu Wu would have dragged Zhou Ziheng over and over to make him say no; now that he has just reconciled, he still has a bit of a grudge, so he is too embarrassed to use the old trick, only ants can build the Great Wall—take your time.

He put his clothes in the cabinet, packed a few books, and walked side by side with Zhou Ziheng to the library.

In autumn, the sky is bright and refreshing, and the blue sky is getting higher and higher day by day, like a piece of clear and ethereal jade, which makes people feel open when looking at it; occasionally there are a few thin clouds, like light gauze like mist, dreamlike and charming floating in the air.

The breeze blew across Fu Wu's face, neither dry nor cold, just comfortable.Due to the subtropical maritime monsoon climate, the trees in Xun'an are still lush and green in autumn, and even the bougainvillea is flourishing and brilliant, embellishing it as if it will never thank the sun.

Fu Wu's curiosity came up again: "Ziheng, what did I say and do yesterday?"

Zhou Ziheng looked at the floating clouds in the sky, and then looked at Fu Wu beside him, and said, "You, dragged me to sign up for the top ten singer contest on campus."

"What?" Fu Wu was stunned and couldn't believe his ears.

Zhou Ziheng raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips and nodded, expressing that there was no doubt about it.

"Why didn't you stop me? What stupid things have I done!"

"I don't dare to stop you from becoming a big star on stage." Zhou Ziheng couldn't help laughing when he thought of Fu Wu's drunken appearance last night, with a smile on his lips, "You still have to ask me to sign up. I'm a green leaf, to complement yours safflower."

Terrible, this man can also speak witty words and be sarcastic.The co-authors haven't communicated much these days, so they just practice behind their backs?

Fu Wu gave Zhou Ziheng a white look, pointed at him and questioned: "You...you, you must have forced me to sign up while I was unconscious. How could I sign up for that thing?"

Zhou Ziheng looked at the furious Fu Wu in disbelief, his skin is thick enough!It turns out that whether a person has a thick skin or not has nothing to do with drinking or not.

Fu Wu asked again with a bitter face: "Even if you sign up, you don't have to go, right?"

Ten meters away, the black swan in Swan Lake suddenly cooed.

Zhou Ziheng had an idea, and said casually: "It seems that the black swan wants to take the stage for you."

Sarcasm again!Spare no effort to accuse Sang and scold Huai!I can't even compare to a black swan?I won the No.1 school singing competition in high school!

Fu Wu felt that Zhou Ziheng's embarrassing look was dazzling under the sun.This person has been completely reborn and his temperament has changed drastically. He is neither as cold as when we first met, nor as cold as before. Now there is only one word, stern.The embarrassment couldn't be hidden on his face, and his whole body was full of embarrassment.It's like winning 1000 million in the lottery.

It must be that I made an embarrassment last night, and he caught me. Fu Wu was extremely upset.

Enduring this injustice, Fu Wu was thinking all the way how to get back the game.It's a pity that it didn't work out. Zhou Ziheng is a man who doesn't recognize his relatives and doesn't leak anything. It's hard to catch him.

When he arrived at the library, Fu Wu angrily took out the "Principles of Economics", which had only read ten pages. Before he opened it, Zhou Ziheng, who was disapproved by his relatives, pointed at the book with his right index finger: "Do you still want to learn?"

Fu Wu didn't understand, and looked blankly at Zhou Ziheng who looked a little dignified.This big brother, you can forget about my singing, but now you have to worry about my studies?

"You told me all about it last night." Zhou Ziheng sat beside him, staring into Fu Wu's eyes solemnly, and was going to have a good talk with him about changing majors, dreams, and future.

Damn it, being stared at so directly by him, this heart hits the wall uncontrollably, and it must be smashed.

After hesitating for a long time, Fu Wucai said doubtfully, "Say? What did I say to you last night?" He had a bad feeling, and sure enough, he said something he shouldn't have said last night, and he was caught.

"You said that your father wanted you to transfer to the School of Economics and return to your hometown to work in the financial industry in the future. But this is not what you want to do. You also said that you feel that you are now a salted fish without dreams."

Fu Wu's face turned blue and white one after another, and he wished he could turn into a monkey jumping into the sky immediately, jumping into the sky and fleeing away, never to see each other again.Sure enough, drinking was a mistake!Why did you tell me about the family affairs?How could you reveal such a hidden heart in front of him?

The handle is in human hands, which is equivalent to human beings as knives and me as fish.

Fu Wu is now regretful, very regretful, dumbfounded, with an expression like eating an apple and eating half a worm, speechless.

"My attitude is the same as last night. For four years in college, we can slowly explore and always find our dreams. If we choose randomly because we are confused for a while, and fall into an abyss that we don't want to go, we will suffer in the end. I don't I hope you will listen to the family completely too early."

Fu Wu thought he was stupid at first, but he showed his heart unprepared, which only made people laugh.But seeing that the person in front of him was serious, concise and to the point, he didn't mean to laugh at him at all, but was thinking of him and making suggestions for him, he didn't feel ashamed, and he became serious: "Well, I know. But after finding me It would be nice to have one more choice before what you really want to do.”

He was referring to studying "Principles of Economics" and changing majors in the second semester of freshman year.

Dad is very kind to Fu Wu, but he is also very strict. Fu Wu rarely goes against his father's wishes, and this time is no exception.If he had a goal, he might pursue it without hesitation; but he didn't, so he had to retreat to his father's harbor and listen to his father's words, at least this road was less stormy.

At present, Zhou Ziheng's greatest hope is that Fu Wu will not change his major or move out of the dormitory, but his hope is selfish, and it is his suppressed longing.He has no power to stop Fu Wu's plan, he can only watch him open the economics textbook and read difficult knowledge.

After a while, Fu Wu couldn't see it, and what happened last night lingered in his mind.He poked Zhou Ziheng's arm with the cap of his pen, and asked with a flattering smile, "Did I say anything else last night?"

Yes, crying to the sea, forcing me to call you "Brother Wu", acting while sitting on the road, going to the bathroom and so on.

But you can't reveal all the surprises at once, the future is long, and it is interesting to make fun from time to time.

"No more." Zhou Ziheng glanced at Fu Wu with a slight smile.

"Really...no more?" Fu Wu felt that Zhou Ziheng's face was full of "scream", and his words were temporarily unbelievable.

"Really not." In the study room of the library, the voices of both of them were very low, so as not to disturb others.

This time, Fu Wu believed it.Zhou Ziheng was not the kind of person who asked questions and lied, he was as honest as a bull.Lao Niu said no, then 90.00% nine no.

Fu Wu looked happily at Zhou Ziheng who was reading "History of Chinese Literature", old cow, old cow, just this little trick, is it worth your fuss?I really have no ambitions!If you still trick me out of something else, or record a video of me being ugly, then I will only follow you from now on. Unfortunately, you didn't seize the opportunity. Don't blame me for riding on your head in the future!

Fu Wu shook his chair, as if he was about to go to the sky.

"Don't shake, sit down!" Zhou Ziheng grabbed Fu Wu's chair and told him to keep his own place so as not to disturb other students.

Fu Wu let out a soft "Bah", and was dragged down before he took off.

Probably because of the good weather, or maybe because of the good wine yesterday, Fu Wu is in a particularly good mood today, looking at the sunshine outside, it is extraordinarily bright; it seems that the classmates coming and going are extra youthful; looking at the people next to him, they are extraordinarily handsome.

It turned out that I didn't hide from the person I liked, but just sat quietly next to him, lowered my eyebrows and raised my head to see, feeling the sunshine flowing between the two, it was so beautiful.

It didn't take long, his mouth was dry, Fu Wu wanted to drink water.I flipped through my schoolbag, but didn't bring a water glass.

"Use mine first." Zhou Ziheng noticed the reason for his ADHD.

Good brother good brother.Fu Wu drank his saliva unceremoniously, and said with a smile: "You study hard, I haven't opened the book "History of Chinese Literature" yet. Copy it for me at the end of the semester. Those who change their majors have requirements for their original majors. "

Zhou Ziheng raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips, he didn't know whether he agreed or not, he had never seen this expression before.

Fu Wu snorted, he didn't expect this person to have two faces.He was inexplicably in a good mood, obviously Zhou Ziheng didn't smile or say anything, but there was a relaxed and joyful atmosphere.

There are the sound of flipping books, walking, and the low voice of classmates.Fu Wu looked around for a while with a smile, and then lowered his head to read the book. Not long after, he began to nod and feel sleepy like a chicken pecking at rice.

It's not his fault, the day after a hangover is not suitable for studying, because heavy sleep doesn't make the alcohol go away, and three days and three nights of sleep are enough.Everyone knew this truth, but Zhou Ziheng had to drag him to the library, so it was Zhou Ziheng's fault.

Thinking of this, Fu Wu lay down on the table with peace of mind, tilted his head, looked at Zhou Ziheng studying seriously, and fell asleep after watching.