Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

Fu Liang actually didn't want to go, but he caught sight of the unsightly learning results on the desk out of the corner of his eye, and he urgently needed to find a sense of accomplishment in other areas at the moment.

"Let's go."

He put the mobile phone into the butt pocket of the khaki overalls, took a shirt from the bed, and left the dormitory with Guo Qing.

It is early summer, and the night is still a little bit chilly.

When the night wind blew, Guo Qing shivered and raised his hand to rub the goosebumps on his arms.

Guo Qing likes to mix with Zhou Tong. Both of them are of medium height, less than 1.8 meters, but fortunately, they are of good stature and have good body proportions, so they are quite tall.

Fu Liang was half a head taller than him: "Hey, have you been drinking? Are you broken in love?"

Less than two months into the school year, it is certainly impossible to be depressed so early on because of academic performance. Apart from emotional frustration, college students should not have other life pressures, so Fu Liang asked straightforwardly.

Guo Qing sniffled, he didn't shed tears, but there was some crying in his voice: "It's nothing, I'm in a bad mood."

"Oh..." Fu Liang didn't have the hobby of being a master of emotions, "Oh" and then asked, "Why didn't you come back with Zhou Tong? Didn't you two go play badminton together after dinner?"

Guo Qing was silent for a while, before he hesitated to say: "Well, I was called away by my friends later, and I didn't continue to play with them."

Fu Liang could see that he was worried, so he simply shut up and stopped talking.

They found a place with an exhaust fan in the Internet cafe, because Guo Qing wanted to smoke, and that was the smoking area.

Before opening the game, Fu Liang hangs up on WeChat. The red prompts of the three unread messages are too eye-catching, and they are all circle dialog boxes.

Quan'er: "Baby, what are you doing? It's late, are you still studying?" pm11:30;

Quan'er: "I just came out of the shower, did you take a shower?"

Quan'er: "Why are you so indifferent today? If you didn't say goodnight to me, I wouldn't sleep tonight."

Fu Liang: "..."

His cursor stayed in the WeChat dialog box for a while, and he typed the keyboard to reply: "Why do you sleep, wake up and turn on the black!"

Quan'er: "It's almost twelve o'clock now."

Fu Liang: "Then are you coming or not?"

Quan'er: "Call me husband and I'll come, I haven't heard your voice yet."

Grass……

Fu Liang flattened his mouth: "Go to hell, I'll open it."

Quan'er acted like coaxing his daughter-in-law, and quickly replied: "Don't, wait for me, I'll be here right away."

Fu Liang: "Okay."

"Are you going to duo with your friend? Then I'll set up another game myself." Guo Qing turned his head to look at him, and then contacted another friend on WeChat.

Fu Liang was speechless, but when he was still waiting for the circle, Guo Qing and his friend had already started decisively.

In less than 2 minutes, Quan'er went online and said in the chat box, "Is it just the two of us?"

Fu Liang: "Do you have anyone else?"

Quan'er: "No more, I think it's just the two of us, which is fine."

Fu Liang: "Hehe."

Quan'er: "Another long-night date."

Fu Liang: "Don't flirt, voice?"

Quan'er: "Forget it, all my roommates are resting, and one of them has a very bad temper. It will be very troublesome if he makes noise. I still want to take you flying."

Fu Liang: "Alright then."

He played games with Quan'er very well, the two were quite invincible, and the more they played, the more energetic they became. Guo Qing, who was next to him, was smoking a cigarette to refresh himself while typing on the keyboard, and fell asleep on the keyboard at five o'clock in the morning.

The last game ended at seven o'clock.

Quan'er: "I won't come, I have class later." am7:02;

Fu Liang: "Okay, I'm going too."

He had just quit the game, when Guo Qing went out to buy soybean milk fried dough sticks at some point and came in, put them on his desk and yawned: "I forgot that there are classes for the first and second classes today."

"Ah? Is there?" Fu Liang took a bite of the fritters, and then opened the class schedule software in the mobile phone. There is really a class, and it is physics.

Fuck, the plan to go back to catch up on sleep has gone to waste.

Fu Liang and Guo Qing went back to the dormitory to get their textbooks, but there was no one in the dormitory, and everyone went to class.

Fu Liang glanced at the time, there were still 15 minutes left, and when he was about to leave, Guo Qing suddenly repented and said, "I'm so sleepy, I won't go."

"Aren't you going? Aren't you afraid of roll call?" Fu Liang held the bedroom door.

Guo Qing waved his hands and quickly climbed onto the bed: "Whatever you want, I'm too sleepy, I'm going to sleep, remember to close the door."

Fu Liang closed the door enviously, and he really wanted to skip class, but thinking of the system tasks, he still forced himself to go to the classroom.

As soon as he entered the back door of the classroom, he saw Jiang Xun sitting in the corner of the last row by the window, sleeping with his head buried in his arms.

Without even thinking about it, Fu Liang sat next to him, unscrewed the cap of the coffee bottle and took a big sip, then touched his arm with his elbow: "Hey, Xueba, why are you so tired? What did you do last night? "

Hearing Fu Liang's voice, Jiang Xun frowned tightly, and the few minutes of rest he had finally had was interrupted. He opened his eyes slightly, and his dark pupils were full of fire.

However, when he looked up at Fu Liang, there was an approachable smile on the corners of his brows and eyes, but the smile was a bit cold.

Jiang Xun smiled apologetically: "I couldn't sleep last night."

"Then you have serious insomnia, and the dark circles under your eyes are so thick." Fu Liang stretched out his left hand, and touched Jiang Xun's right eye with his index finger.

His fingertips were slightly cold, and Jiang Xun felt a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, Fu Liang withdrew his hand in an instant, and his innocent and innocent eyes made him have no time to think about it.

"Aren't your dark circles heavy too? Did you suffer from insomnia last night?"

Jiang Xun asked casually, then took the Coke on the table, unscrewed the bottle cap with one hand and took a sip.

Fu Liang still stared at him, feeling a little lost: "I didn't go back to the dormitory last night, don't you know?"

Jiang Xun was startled, swallowed the Coke in his mouth slowly, and raised his eyebrows ignorantly: "Really? I didn't pay attention."

More worrying.

Fu Liang covered his heart, puffed his cheeks and said: "After all, we are also classmates and roommates, so you are too ruthless to me like this?"

"The teacher is here, class is about to start."

Jiang Xun glanced at the podium and changed the subject with ease.

Fu Liang: "..."

No wonder Jiang Xun looks like a spring breeze, but he is still a lone ranger without friends, because his heart is cold, and he doesn't bother to make friends with others.

Before the class bell rang, Fu Liang took out his phone and put it close to his ear and said softly, "Hey, add a WeChat."

Jiang Xun turned to the page of the textbook that Lao Li talked about last time, without raising his head, he said, "I don't have WeChat."

Fu Liang raised his eyebrows in surprise, and the tip of his tongue pressed against the upper right back tooth socket: Isn't this way of refusing too clumsy?

The flames on the tip of his heart were sizzling. In his memory, he almost never asked anyone for WeChat, and even if he did, he was never rejected.

What is Jiang Xun doing?Are you proud of being favored?

But... isn't he pampered yet?

"how is this possible?"

Fu Liang lowered his voice with a shy face, because Lao Li had already started giving lectures.