What should I do if I share a dormitory with my ex-boyfriend who broke up?

Fortunately, Wen Li understands Di Yao's temper, and it's always a little bit of a hassle to make mistakes in front of him.He gave up exploring the matter of the two roommates, and instead sighed and told about his strange experiences during this period.

The teacher they met in class that day had indeed had an affair with Wen Li.

More than just one leg...

In fact, when Wen Li first chased people, they ignored him at all. He was the one who chased them several times, gave flowers and bought gifts, and drove a luxury car to block people several times.

In short, he exhausted all means and exhausted his virtues, and finally got the other party to look at him.

After that, the two met to have dinner together, watched a night movie, and went to the bar after the show... they rolled together logically.

Before that, Wen Li was a scumbag and coquettish tit, who would have thought that after taking a shower and taking off his pants, the two would bump into each other sadly.

It's fine to hit the sign, Wen Li's strength is not as strong as others, that's it, it's extremely shameful to do it back to 0.

She is also a Sao 0 with a particularly pleasant voice.

Wen Yue could no longer remember the result of that night.He only remembered that as soon as he opened his eyes the next day, he pulled up his pants and ran away, never wanting to provoke that fierce guy again.

Who knew it was a coincidence... I ran to the Northwest to go to school, and I could still meet old acquaintances.

And it was an old acquaintance that made him quite difficult to describe.

"I was going to run away at that time, and there will definitely not be so many bad things behind." Wen Li unscrewed the mineral water bottle, gulped down half of it, and gave Di Yao a resentful look.

After being captured by that old acquaintance that day, Di Yao and Chu Yu blocked him in a small corner, saying that they would not let him out.Until the end of get out of class, Wen Li was taken away by that man again.

"Speaking of which, where were you taken by Teacher Luo that day?"

The two of them waited for Wen Li at night, and they didn't wait for him to come back until the lights of the whole dormitory were turned off. His bed was still cold the next day, and it didn't look like anyone had come back.

Thinking about what happened that day, Wen Li got a headache: "That bastard... kept me imprisoned in his office. After get off work in the afternoon, he treated me like a prisoner and took me to the bar..."

This sounds like a very exciting story. Chu Yu's eyes lit up, looking forward to the follow-up.

"Actually, it's nothing." Wen Li said, "I used to know the manager of that bar, and he chatted with Luo Yuan by chance and talked about me, so he arrested me and confronted him."

That's what he said, but Chu Yu felt that it must be more than that simple.

"Just acquaintance?" Chu Yu asked, "Isn't it your former flirtatious object?"

Wen Li: "..."

He said: "Don't tell me if you see it through! Do you understand the rules of the industry!"

"Besides," Wen Li said without confidence, "I never flirt..."

Chu Yu raised her eyebrows: "Then why are you guilty?"

Wen Li really wanted to say no with confidence!

It's a pity that Di Yao knew more or less about his own bad things.Seeing the other party glance over coldly, even if he is thick-skinned, he feels a little embarrassed.

"...Okay, let me confess." Wen Li said, "The owner of the bar was my flirtatious partner before, but it was just flirting, nothing happened... I used to flirt with people just by talking about it, not because you wanted to. Like you said, you can fuck with everyone... Hey! What kind of expression do you have, Little Chuyu!"

Chu Yu had disbelief written all over his face, and even showed a trace of disdain when he heard it.

Wen Li quit at that time and stood up, wanting to prove his innocence.

Unexpectedly, the movement was too big, and he was tall, so he bumped into the bed above, and his face turned red from the pain.

"Grass……"

It's retribution!It turns out that retribution really exists...

Hearing the sound, Chu Yu was quite quiet, a little worried that he had been hit, and wanted to go over to have a look.

He was stopped by Di Yao in front of the table.

"He practiced Iron Head Kung Fu when he was a child, don't worry about it."

Even though his hair was numb, Wen Li still couldn't help scolding him: "Di Yao, I'm fucking you!"

New week, classes as usual.

Early in the morning, Wen Yue packed his things again and went out first.

Chu Yu was still worried about his head, so he asked Di Yao, "Is he all right? I heard that someone knocked him down and didn't take it seriously, but after checking, he found out that he had a concussion. Shouldn't it be better for him to check? "

But Di Yao was a little unhappy: "Why do I feel that you are a little too worried about him?"

"They are all classmates in the same dormitory..." Chu Yu muttered helplessly.But what I think in my heart is: If it weren't for the fact that he is your childhood friend and your good brother, I wouldn't bother to care about him!

On the way, the two went to the cafeteria to have breakfast together.

While looking for a seat with the dinner plate, Di Yao's leg accidentally bumped into the corner of the fixed seat.

There was still smoking hot porridge on the dinner plate, a little was spilled by such a bump, and it all splashed on Di Yao's fingers.

His fingers were red at that time.

When the two found a place to sit down, the part where Di Yao was burned had already swelled slightly.

He deliberately didn't say anything, just wrapped it casually in a tissue.

Chu Yu didn't notice his wrapped fingers until they were eating face to face, and asked with a frown, "What's wrong with your hand?"

"It's hot." Di Yao said lightly, and removed the paper on it. After a while of fermentation, the burnt part had already formed a small bag, which looked much more serious than before.

Seeing his injury clearly, Chu Yu immediately couldn't sit still, jumped up and grabbed his wrist, "You need to wash this with cold water first! You can't go on like this!"

"It hurts..." Di Yao yelled that it hurt, but he didn't let him drag him away, instead he pulled him back with a little force, "Eat first, it will get cold later, and then go wash after eating."

"No way!" Chu Yu stood in front of him with an extremely serious expression, "You're already blistering, it won't be easy if you wait later."

"Then I'll go by myself." Di Yao stood up compromisingly, and pressed his shoulders, "You eat first, and take a seat by the way, I'll be right back."

Where can Chu Yu still eat?

He watched helplessly as Di Yao limped to the bathroom.

I was anxious: Why did you burn your hands and still limp your legs? ? ?

When Di Yao came out again, Chu Yu had already packed the food.As soon as he saw him, he rushed over and said, "I'm not going to eat anymore. I'll talk about it later when I go back to the classroom. I'll take you to the infirmary."

Di Yao scalded his hand and knocked his leg, although he really wanted to show his sympathy, but this minor injury really doesn't make him need to go to the infirmary again, he said: "...my hand is healed. "

The breakfast is all packed, and it is not easy to unpack it.

Di Yao said: "This thing is cold, throw it away, I'll take you outside to eat something warm."

But Chu Yu refused: "No!"

He directly took Di Yao's arm, and pulled him to the outside of the cafeteria.

From time to time, classmates around would look over, and Chu Yu didn't care, just like the two of them fell in love before and wanted to show their love to the extreme.

Di Yao let him lead him, his eyes were always glued to his hand holding his.

Following him all the way to the door of the infirmary, Di Yao suddenly raised his hand, emptily stopped him, and asked, "Xiao Yu, are you worried about me now, is it as a roommate, a friend... or something else?"

Chu Yu was taken aback by his question, and looked up at him blankly.

Just half opened his mouth, wanting to answer, the door of the infirmary opened.

Wen Li leaned against the door frame with his arms folded, half of his head was wrapped in a bandage, and he was looking at them with a face full of drama.

"Go on, leave me alone, pretend I don't exist."