surface roommate

Fu Wu looked blankly at the painting in his hand, then raised his eyes to look at Wu Rou, confused, what do you mean?Why did you draw me hugging Ziheng?

Wu Rou is fond of danmei-related film and television, painting, novels and other works. It was the first time she encountered clues that appeared in real life. She was so excited that she drew a picture of Fu Wu and Zhou Ziheng embracing. She originally wanted to treasure this painting , but couldn't hold back the excitement in my heart, and showed it to the protagonist on the spur of the moment.

Her ears turned red with embarrassment, and she hurriedly explained: "Don't think too much about it, I used it to practice my pen and thought it was pretty good, so I want to give it to you as well."

Fu Wu understood this explanation, his face was redder than hers, as if on fire, and he explained: "You misunderstood, Ziheng and I don't have that kind of relationship, we are just friends and roommates."

"Ah?" Wu Rou was a little disappointed, but she thought that even if it was, they would not admit it face-to-face, not to mention that it was her own abruptness that made the scene awkward, so she forced a smile and said: "I know, I know , if you like this painting, you can keep it, and if you don’t like it, it’s okay to throw it away.”

Holding the two paintings, Fu Wu felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.He also hoped to do what Wu Rou wanted, but unfortunately he couldn't.The second picture of hugging is really well drawn, like lovers cuddling tightly together.He touched the painting, smiled unconsciously, his heart was sweet, he didn't expect someone to record this moment for him, it was God's special care.

Back in the dormitory, a bouquet of flowers and award certificates were placed on the table.

Zhu Ren jumped up and shouted: "Fu Wu, today you are in the limelight. There is no one in the School of Humanities who doesn't know about you, and even the video of your acting has been spread to other schools. Tonight, several people asked me about it. You and I are tight-lipped, you have to treat us to dinner tomorrow."

He Yongbei just finished the video with his girlfriend, and while arranging the earphone cable, he said, "It's cold, let's go eat barbecue."

Fu Wu was in a happy mood, smelled the fragrance of flowers, it was refreshing, and said with a smile: "No problem, you can choose whatever you want."

The bathroom door opened, and steaming mist came out, and then Zhou Ziheng, who had just finished taking a shower, came out and raised his eyebrows at Fu Wu with a smile: "The actor is back."

"Come on!" Fu Wu flicked the drawing paper in his hand, smiling brightly, "I was trembling nervously a second before going on stage, but I'll get better when I go on stage."

"That's enough, it means you are suitable for the stage." Zhou Ziheng held his hand, looked at the drawing paper in his hand, and lowered his voice: "What is this? A love letter from someone else?"

"Ghost. Two pictures drawn by Wu Rou."

Zhou Ziheng saw the first picture, and his heart fell to the bottom, thinking that the painting can express love, Fu Wu accepted Wu Rou's confession, and the two were together.Seeing the second picture, the person came back to life. In the picture, he and Fu Wu were embracing each other on the stage.

He smiled and asked, "Why did Wu Rou draw this?"

Fu Wu shrugged: "I don't know either. It's probably for fun."

For the breath of gossip, Zhu Ren's nose is better than a dog's Turin.He leaned over, Zhou Ziheng pressed the second one to prevent Zhu Ren from seeing it, Zhu Ren rolled his eyes and smiled sideways: "You are stupid, Wu Rou is interested in you."

"It's nothing, don't talk nonsense." Fu Wu was sure that Wu Rou didn't mean that, otherwise she would definitely not have drawn the second picture. She is probably a legendary rotten girl, but it's a pity that she got the wrong CP.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that Luohua has intentions, and flowing water is ruthless." Zhu Ren sighed, "If I knew I signed up to play Armand, maybe I could get a girl."

He Yongbei said faintly: "Even if you go, you won't be able to play the leading role, at most you will be a background board."

Here, Zhou Ziheng was in a happy mood, and took away the second painting: "I'll keep this one."

I don't know why, Wu Rou sent it to me, why are you robbing your house in such a grandiose manner?Fu Wu blurted out: "Why do you want it?"

Zhou Ziheng walked back to his seat and thought of an excuse: "Anyway, there are videos of you acting everywhere. This is my first time on stage, so it's a souvenir. Do you want to keep it too?"

"Keep it if you want."

After taking a shower, Fu Wu was going to wash the clothes he had saved together.The past few days have been busy with homework and intense rehearsals. He is busy and tired, so he has no time to wash clothes. When it is cold, the four people in the dormitory bought a washing machine together. When the goods arrived today, he thought about washing them together today.

As a result, when I looked into the bucket, the accumulated clothes disappeared.He flipped through other people's buckets and basins, and there was none, damn it.

"Your clothes, I washed them for you yesterday." Zhou Ziheng's tone was flat, as if this was a common thing.

"Ah?" Fu Wu was astonished, and rushed to bed No. 3, staring at Zhou Ziheng in a daze, is this operation okay?

Zhou Ziheng was still calm, he didn't take credit for it, and he didn't think it was a sneaky thing. He said: "Seeing that you are busy, if you don't wash it, you will have no clothes to wear. It also smells like leaving it there."

Cut, where does the taste come from?Fu Wu's clothes can be worn for at most two days, and in this season, he doesn't sweat, and there is even very little dust.He opened the glass door and went to the balcony to have a look. Sure enough, his shirt, pants, underwear and socks were all hanging on it.

"You are too kind, Ziheng. In such a cold day, I have so many clothes...you are a role model! Good roommates in China! He Yongbei, Zhu Ren, learn how Zhou Ziheng serves the dormitory. Long! Looking at you, you will know that you can ask me for good food and drink."

"Ziheng is so considerate, why don't you get married." He Yongbei lifted his head from the heavy book, watching the excitement was no big deal.

"Bah! A dog can't spit out ivory." Fu Wu patted He Yongbei's shoulder, raised his eyebrows at Zhou Ziheng, and smiled with his front teeth bared: "I'm busy recently, you help me, and I will help you in the future .”

He Yongbei chuckled: "Now that the washing machine is in place, and you don't need to wash it by hand, it's cheaper for you! Ziheng, you are not fair, you have to wash clothes for me and Zhu Ren by hand later."

"Dream, you are using Ziheng as a babysitter." Fu Wu couldn't help rebutting for Zhou Ziheng, "I can help Ziheng hang clothes in the future, and I will hang clothes for you for a week. Also, tomorrow we will have dinner in the dormitory, I will Please, eat more."

In the following week, Fu Wu did what he said and repaid Zhou Ziheng's kindness with practical actions.He was in bed No. 1, the closest to the washing machine. When he heard the sound of "ding ding ding" the washing machine was finished, he immediately ran over to help Zhou Ziheng take out the clothes from the washing machine, put them into the basin, and take them to the balcony to dry one by one. Zhou Ziheng Can't stop it.

The north wind is howling, and the weather is getting colder. Not only do I not want to do laundry, but I also need more courage to get up early, and I have to do a long time of ideological struggle every day.The alarm clock rang, and after it was turned off, Fu Wu was still squinting on the bed, and half an hour passed in a blink of an eye. He couldn't catch up with the class, so he simply skipped class and slept under the quilt in the dormitory. Anyway, the teacher usually doesn't call the roll. The location name came unexpectedly, so I had to resign myself to fate.

But Zhou Ziheng got up early to exercise and study unshakably, he is simply a Buddha who has stood still for thousands of years.If the two had the same morning class, Fu Wu would not be able to fall asleep if he slept late, and Zhou Ziheng would definitely pick him up: "I have already bought breakfast for you, and there is still half an hour. Get up and go to class."

Fu Wu lifted the quilt and retracted his head into the warm quilt: "Sleep for another 5 minutes, sleep for another 5 minutes."

"You said to sleep for another 5 minutes on today last week, but you slept for 10 minutes. We were late to the classroom. Get up." Zhou Ziheng urged with reason while packing his schoolbag, "And you two, why don't you Yong Bei, Zhu Ren, get up quickly! Your teacher likes to roll names."

Every Tuesday, the four of them had the first and second classes. Fu Wu and Zhou Ziheng chose the same class, and He Yongbei and Zhu Ren chose the same class.

"Oh my god, I'm already in college, and it's still so hard! It's gloomy outside, and it's very cold at first glance. Just roll the roll, I don't want this credit." Zhu Ren propped himself up and looked outside, shrinking his head like a turtle She shrank back, not intending to get up at all.

He Yongbei put on his clothes slowly. Seeing that Zhou Ziheng was only wearing a short sleeve and he was a little cold under the quilt, he instantly felt that this person was not in the same season as him: "Aren't you cold? The skin is so thick. "

"Just after playing ball, it's not cold." Zhou Ziheng picked up his clothes and was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower. When he passed the No. Putting her face in front of Fu Wu: "Aren't you getting up yet?"

Fu Wu exposed half of his head outside, opened his eyes slightly: "Get up, get up now." He said so, but he didn't move at all.

"Excuse me? Excuse me, I will lift the quilt."

"Get up, big brother, I'll get up, I'll get up." Fu Wu said slowly, as if there were claws and sharp teeth outside the quilt.

Zhou Ziheng had expected Fu Wu's inertia early on. Seeing his collarbone on the outside of his shoulders, his heart moved, and he lifted his quilt with lightning speed. pants to sleep.

Feeling cold and shy, Fu Wu felt a burst of cold air coming over the sky, so he woke up instantly, and immediately went to grab the quilt: "Okay, okay, I'll get up, I'll get up right away." The man half-hudged under the quilt, holding the quilt with one hand, Blocking below the waist, use one hand to find the clothes and put them on.

Seeing this, Zhou Ziheng was willing to take a bath in peace.

"What is it like to have a dormmate who cares about your dormmates?" While putting on his clothes, Fu Wu continued to babble in a comfortable manner, emphasizing the word "caring", "Ziheng is good, Ziheng is wonderful, Ziheng never sleeps late."

During the class, Fu Wu yawned again and again, and he didn't listen to the historical knowledge taught by the teacher.

Zhou Ziheng took notes seriously, and poked Fu Wu with the cap of his pen: "Why are you so sleepy? Didn't you go to bed early last night?"

"Weary in spring and tired in autumn, tired in summer and hibernating, it's normal." Before he finished yawning, tears flowed out. Fu Wu slightly stretched out his right hand that was tucked in his sleeve, and wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes. "Listen to the class carefully, take good notes, and the final review is up to you."

"Sit upright and listen. The teacher's lecture on Chinese history is very good." Zhou Ziheng had high demands on himself, and his demands on Fu Wu gradually became higher.

When talking in class, people become a little more energetic. Fu Wu straightened his back and whispered, "Why are you so energetic? You live like a tiger every day. It's not cold, and you wear so little."

Zhou Ziheng took a picture of the PPT released by the teacher with his mobile phone, and turned his head to stare at "One Hundred Thousand Whys" Fu Wu.Then put down the phone and spread the palm of his right hand between the two of them.

"Why?" Fu Wu asked puzzled.

Zhou Ziheng reached out and grabbed Fu Wu's left hand, and squeezed it lightly. The two looked at each other with sparks sparking.

"Do you feel it? My hands are warm, and I'm not cold." Not daring to stay longer, Zhou Ziheng moved his hands away to cover up the turbulence in his heart, bowed his head and continued to take notes.

Fu Wu was dumbfounded, his mind went blank for a while, and then he said "Oh oh".