surface roommate

"Fu Wu, you go back first." When it was Zhou Ziheng's turn, the barber went to the bathroom, and he was afraid that Fu Wu would wait for a long time.

Fu Wu no longer cares about the mess with Zhou Ziheng, isn't it just the mutual help between roommates, the days are still long.He touched his short hair, raised his eyebrows and smiled at Zhou Ziheng in the mirror: "It's okay, I'll wait for you, let's go back together."

He compared his right hand to the posture of scissors, shuttled through Zhou Ziheng's hair, pretended to be Tony's teacher, and asked, "When was the last time you cut your hair?"

"It was more than 20 days ago."

"Do you usually have long hair?"

"uncertain."

After getting along these few days, Zhou Ziheng is indeed taciturn and unsociable, like a living statue "The Thinker", who can't speak unless he can.If it wasn't for his tall stature that couldn't be ignored, with his temperament of not making any movement for a long time, he could be regarded as air.

Sitting next to He Yongbei and Zhu Ren's joke about "Yuanmou people" just now, he could actually hear it, but he didn't take part in a word, just let go of himself, like an outsider.

Over time, He Yongbei and Zhu Ren didn't take the initiative to provoke him, but Fu Wu talked to him from time to time, saying "love for taking pictures", "friendship for urgency", "sleeping together".

He is a handsome guy, but unfortunately he doesn't like to talk, and his beautiful lips are in vain.Girls really like this kind of dumb guy who doesn't talk all day?Fu Wu felt that if he had sex with a wooden man like Zhou Ziheng, he would be suffocated to death.

But he didn't know what kind of boyfriend he wanted to find.

Coming out of the barber shop, the lights on both sides of the street are lit up, and the sea breeze blows from time to time, and the night is much cooler than the day.The two found a small stall on the street and bought two bowls of Siguo Soup to relieve the summer heat.

Many college students from Xun'an University came and went, most of them were wearing military training uniforms. Occasionally, a few people complained about the hot weather. No military training.

Fu Wu took a spoonful of the refreshing four-fruit soup and put it into his mouth: "It's such a hot day, standing under the sun, sweating non-stop, I feel like I'm going to evaporate. Ziheng, how did you stay so still?" of?"

During daytime training, Zhou Ziheng was set as a benchmark by the instructor for his ability of "standard military posture, tall and straight posture, and long-lasting endurance", and ordered the whole class to learn from him.

"Divert your attention." Zhou Ziheng finished the Siguo soup in two or three sips, "When standing in the military posture, don't think about the sun, sweat, or discomfort. Think about other things, and the time will pass quickly."

Fu Wu narrowed his eyes and asked with a playful smile, "Then what are you thinking about when you stand in a military posture? Do you miss your girlfriend?"

After Zhou Ziheng cut his hair short, his facial features became more sparse, his whole person was neat and tidy, more masculine, and more eye-catching.He frowned: "It's nothing."

Fu Wu picked up the bowl and poured the Siguo soup into his mouth, his Adam's apple moved as the soup slid down: "Then I will recite "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" silently in my heart tomorrow. ..."

"Yes." Zhou Ziheng nodded, and the two got up and went back to school.

The bright moon is like a hook, and the evening breeze is gentle, and it is comfortable to blow on people.The two walked side by side on the university campus, and the time was long and quiet, with occasional classmates passing by on bicycles.

Fu Wu looked at the pair of shadows of the two on the ground: "Let's play idiom Solitaire." He doesn't like the silence, and always wants to be full of flowers and lively.

"it is good."

"Which word should I start with?" Fu Wu looked up at the sky and saw the lone moon hanging high, "Let's start with the moon, the moon is as bright as water."

"It will come naturally."

"Adult beauty."

"Beauty and beauty together."

"Gong..." Fu Wu thought for a while, "Are there any idioms that start with the word gong?"

"Yes, think about it." Zhou Ziheng turned his head, with a rare look of humor in his eyes, "If I say it, you will be punished."

"What punishment?" He didn't mention punishment at first, but this aroused Fu Wu's interest.If there is a reward, it will be rewarded, if there is no reward, then it will be punished, otherwise it will be boring.

"Um... I didn't think about it."

Fu Wu came up with a proposal and smiled maliciously: "If I win, you will call me Brother Wu; if you win, I will call you Brother Heng."

In high school, when they played with Xu mentally retarded and the others, they would always be called "Dad" when they lost; in front of Zhou Ziheng, he didn't dare to be so presumptuous, so he played with the younger ones first.

Zhou Ziheng agreed: "Okay, do you think of the next sentence? If you don't think of it, just call me Brother Heng."

"Common business, let me see how you pick it up!" Fu Wu was confident, thinking that he would definitely win, and waited for Zhou Ziheng, who was half a head taller than him, to call out "Brother Wu".

Zhou Ziheng said word by word: "Yes, no, curved, straight."

"Straight..." Fu Wu frowned and thought, it was over, he was about to lose, and suddenly smiled, "I thought of two idioms that can be answered, the first idiom is good for you to continue, and the second is not easy. I Speaking of the second, express your feelings directly."

Anyone who has gone through the college entrance examination is familiar with "expressing one's feelings directly", but the word "胡" can be combined with "胃胡" at most, and there is no idiom.

Fu Wu thought he was sure to win, so he was triumphant, and he took a few steps outside, just in time a blue bicycle rushed over.Zhou Ziheng reached out and pulled Fu Wu into his arms. The two faced each other at close range. Under the light, they could almost see themselves in each other's eyes.

But Zhou Ziheng's arm seemed to be scratched, it was hot.

squeak--

The biker was a girl, also wearing camouflage.She braked the car in a panic, and was about to accuse the other party of not walking well, stumbling around, but at a glance, this person turned out to be her high school classmate Zhou Ziheng!

"Zhou...Zhou Ziheng...it's you. You've been refusing to...I haven't seen you these days. How are you doing?" Her voice was clear and loud, which made Fu Wu's ears numb.

Zhou Ziheng let go of Fu Wu: "Are you okay?"

Fu Wu recovered and shook his head.

The girl sincerely apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, classmate, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She was speaking to Fu Wu, but she kept looking at Zhou Ziheng.

"Jiang Tingwan, she is my classmate in high school." Zhou Ziheng recognized the girl and acted as an introducer, "This is my roommate, Fu Wu."

Jiang Tingwan is a freshman in the English Department of the School of Foreign Languages. She was a high school classmate with Zhou Ziheng for three years. This is the first time she has seen Zhou Ziheng since she arrived in Xun'an. She did not expect to meet Zhou Ziheng in a "car accident".

She noticed a small bright red wound on Zhou Ziheng's arm, and she knew that she accidentally bumped it just now, so she said guiltily, "Zhou Ziheng, I'll take you to the infirmary."

"No, it's just a small injury."

Before and after high school, Jiang Tingwan understood Zhou Ziheng's temperament and never said anything else, so he stopped persuading him, took out a box of band-aids from his schoolbag, and said, "I just happened to go to the pharmacy to buy some medical supplies tonight. This box of band-aids Stick it for you."

Jiang Tingwan took out a band-aid from the box and wanted to stick it on Zhou Ziheng, but Zhou Ziheng took two steps back to show his rejection: "It's getting late, you should go back quickly."

Jiang Tingwan put the band-aid into Fu Wu's hand, added Fu Wu's WeChat, and said: "Zhou Ziheng can't take care of himself, you are his roommate, please take care of him."

Fu Wu had a question mark on his face, why should I take care of him?Am I his father?Or your nanny?As roommates, we should take care of each other, but Jiang Tingwan always felt weird when he said that.What's more, Zhou Ziheng is not like someone who can't take care of himself at all. He has both hands and feet, goes to bed early and gets up early, and he can take care of himself much better than Fu Wu.

However, before Fu Wu could express his doubts, Jiang Tingwan waved his hands and said, "There will be a period later", and rode away on his bicycle.

Fu Wu received an inexplicable mission, so he said by accident: "Is she your girlfriend?"

The young couple must have quarreled and were in a cold war, so Zhou Ziheng was in a bad mood, so he kept a straight face all day long, cooperating that he was now the glue between the young couple.

Fu Wu was already thinking about how to persuade them. After all, girls are meant to be coaxed, and the cold war is too unkind.

It's a pity that his all-in-one persuasion plan was useless, because Zhou Ziheng said categorically, "No."

Fu Wu had another question mark on his face. He used to be a high school classmate, but now a college classmate. Whenever we met, the eyes of men and women would sparkle, and you were as cold as ice... This is unreasonable!

Oh I see, Jiang Tingwan unilaterally likes Zhou Ziheng.

Fu Wu asked tentatively: "She likes you?"

Zhou Ziheng didn't deny it, and said bluntly: "I don't like her."

"I know, you have a girlfriend. But you are so handsome, even if you have a partner, someone will like you. You can control yourself and keep a distance from others, which shows that you... have a good character. Your partner must know you rest assured."

After Fu Wu speculated, he highly affirmed Zhou Ziheng's character and hoped that he would continue to maintain it and strive to become a socialist youth with "four qualities".

Zhou Ziheng hesitated to speak, blinked his eyelids, and his long eyelashes fluttered like light feathers.

Fu Wu realized that his mouth was talking too much, so he lowered his eyelids in embarrassment, and then blinked. Seeing Zhou Ziheng's arm with a striking wound, he took the opportunity to change the subject: "It's bleeding, let's put a band-aid on it."

He bent down his upper body, approached Zhou Ziheng's arm, gently blew on the wound on it, tore off a band-aid, and stuck it on carefully.

Zhou Ziheng's hand trembled slightly, or maybe he shrank slightly, but in the end Fu Wu helped him deal with the wound.

In fact, I will take a shower after returning to the dormitory, so what kind of bandages should I put on?But these words were stuck in Zhou Ziheng's mouth. He lowered his head and watched Fu Wu delicately flatten the tape.

Fu Wu raised his head and met Zhou Ziheng's gaze, and smiled with bright and clean teeth: "Look at you, I lost a chance to ask for leave for nothing. If I was hit just now, I don't need military training, I can lie in the dormitory to rest every day .”

"Isn't it just a haircut for nothing?"

"Cool!" Fu Wu rubbed his tight cut hair, and made a face at Zhou Ziheng, "Where did we go just now?"

"Speak directly from the heart. There is really no idiom for the word 节, I admit defeat."

Fu Wu laughed from ear to ear: "Then you have to call me Brother Wu, hurry up!"

"You are older than me, so it's not too much to call me brother."

Fu Wu discovered the blind spot: "How do you know I'm older than you? Then you are the youngest in the dormitory."

"I handed in a copy of my ID card yesterday, and I saw it by accident."

"Usually I don't see you call me Brother Wu, and I'm still the head of the house! I won the call of Brother Wu today, and I have to record it." Fu Wu turned on the phone and started recording, "Call it."

Zhou Ziheng quietly rolled his eyes and let out a long breath, "Wu... Brother Wu."

Fu Wu laughed so hard that he raised his arms high to touch the back of Zhou Ziheng's head, and said in a tone of voice, "Be good, Brother Heng, be good, Brother Heng."

The moonlight was bright, the campus was silent, and the laughter of the two was particularly clear.

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