you have the ability to wear a skirt

Fang Zilu is tall, with long legs and broad shoulders. Wherever he stands, there is a warm light from a street lamp with warm velvet on his head.

Anyway, it's pretty eye-catching.

But Jian Liangyi was not in the mood to appreciate it at all, he just glanced at the other party lightly, and walked straight past Fang Zilu.

"Are you still angry?" Fang Zilu put his hands in his pockets, turned around and followed Jian Liangyi, "Didn't I apologize?!"

Although he apologized, it didn't prevent him from still thinking that Feng Min was a trash.

It's just that it's really heartless to say it directly in front of Jian Liangyi, but at that time, I couldn't care so much.

Jian Liang raised her hand to lower the brim of her hat, and glanced around from the corner of her eye: "Don't follow me."

He hadn't spoken for a long time, and his voice was inevitably hoarse when he suddenly opened his voice.

Fang Zilu felt a layer of goosebumps, and rubbed his arms together with both hands.

Clearly still wearing a small skirt, she looks like a fair and clean little girl, but her voice is completely different.

No wonder Jian Liangyi didn't speak much in front of Feng's surname, this opening seemed a bit overwhelming.

Fang Zilu's heart changed from "It's so weird!" to "It's so weird, I'll listen to it again!", and then he seemed unable to stop.

She even wanted to hear Jian Liangyi say a few more words.

"Where are you going?" Fang Zilu asked.

Jian Liangyi didn't bother to pay attention to the person behind her.

Hearing Feng Min's words just now made him a little irritated, but besides the irritability, there was also a little joy.

Feng Min said that he can actually accept homosexuality.

Actually he accepts.

Jian Liangyi's mood eased a little, but what followed was more worry and sadness.

Why did Feng Min say that suddenly?Could it be that he knew what he was thinking?

But he hid it so well that he didn't lean on it at all.

For so many years, relying on Feng Min seems to have become a habit, Jian Liangyi didn't think too much, and didn't dare to think too much.

"Yo~"

Walking across the grass in front of the gymnasium, a low-key greeting came oncoming.

Jane coolly lowered her head and pressed the brim of her hat, turning her face to one side.

"Yo!"

Fang Zilu's voice sounded a little festive, and he even raised his hand in a friendly way to show his closeness.

Also yo, yo fart.

Jian Liangyi strode into a corridor and ran directly to the toilet at the end.

"Come on." The man gave Fang Zilu an encouraging look.

Fang Zilu nodded confidently, and replied with an affirmative smile: "Definitely."

Two neuroses.

Jian Liangyi walked all the way to the toilet and stopped at the door.

He was just about to listen to see if there was anyone in the men's room, but Fang Zilu swaggered in from behind him.

"No one," Fang Zilu opened the first compartment, "Come."

Jane coolly looked around, then walked in sullenly.

"You..." Fang Zilu looked at the gray skirt swinging, and couldn't help but said, "Aren't you afraid that his girlfriend will have an opinion?"

Jian Liang ignored him, turned around and closed the compartment door.

Come on, don't listen to advice.

Fang Zilu simply shut up.

"He doesn't have a girlfriend." Jane said in a low voice.

Fang Zilu said "Oh": "Do you believe it?"

Jane coolly said nothing.

There are few people in the gymnasium at night, and the location of the toilet is remote, so there are basically no people.

Fang Zilu waited for a while, but when there was no response, he wandered to the corridor outside, leaned lazily against the wall, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket to play.

He scrolled through the messy welcome groups on the list and clicked on one of them.

Feng Min's contact information was impressively there, and among the administrators in the front row, there was a person named Wenwen.

Sun Wenwen, Minister of Literature and Art.

Fang Zilu clicked on her homepage and created a temporary dialog box.

- Hello, senior.

Fang Zilu poked the screen and sent the message.

The other party responded quickly and sent back a cute cat expression pack.

Fang Zilu touched his chin, and returned an emoji to the other party.

-Senior sister is so beautiful, dancing is so beautiful, does senior sister have a boyfriend?I have a friend who wants to meet my senior.

After typing the message, Fang Zilu pouted himself.

Just when he was wondering if he would be directly blocked by Sun Wenwen, the other party replied with a message.

- Is the friend you speak of yourself?

There is also a dog's head behind the text, it seems that everyone is a master at fishing.

- that must not be.

Fang Zilu thought about it, and felt that it would be impossible to explain without mentioning a name.

- His name is Tang Xiao.

My brother is fine.

Jian Liangyi was bored in the cubicle for five or six minutes, and Fang Zilu chatted with Sun Wenwen outside for five or six minutes.

What's ridiculous is that Fang Zilu didn't know whether Sun Wenwen was single or not.

The topic was always diverted, or the words were ambiguous. He even felt that he was being teased, and he added the other party's contact information in a daze.

In short, neither of these two people is a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Is it because my EQ is too low or because she's good at socializing?" This question lingered in Fang Zilu's mind, until Jian Liangyi came out in long trousers, and the two looked at each other across the corridor.

The trousers are actually not too long, and the trousers are gathered above the ankle, just pressing the side of the canvas shoes, and stretching the legs to 1.3 meters.

"Someone Jian," Fang Zilu immediately put away his phone, speaking in a tone of voice, "I think the blue one looks better."

Jian Liangyi frowned, looked up at Fang Zilu strangely, and almost blurted out the word "sick".

"Go back to the dormitory." Fang Zilu walked to Jian Liangyi's side and bumped him with his arm, "We're all roommates, why bother."

To be honest, Jian Liangyi didn't want to make the relationship with Fang Zilu too bad, after all, aside from the fact that he was not very friendly to Feng Min, the other party was still a good friend.

The relationship between the two has temporarily eased, and Jian Liang was even able to condescend to sit on Shang Zilu's little e-donkey during class.

Fang Zilu found that as long as Feng Min didn't show up, the relationship between him and Jian Liangyi would be particularly harmonious, close to a happy one.

It was Jian Liangyi who had that expression all day long, as if she would never laugh.

After a week of official classes, everyone seems to be getting used to the new life.

The freshman class is relatively full, and I have to race against time to grab a meal in the cafeteria at noon.

"Hey, pick up a courier with me after school." Fang Zilu poked Jian Liangyi with his elbow, "It probably belongs to you."

"Mine?" Jian Liangyi was a little puzzled, "What is it?"

Fang Zilu played with mystery: "You will know when you go."

The express delivery was indeed simple and cool. The box contained the knitted sunflowers that Fang Zilu had asked for from the little girls for him.

It's just that the number and size of these sunflowers are a bit beyond imagination, not one or a bunch, but a handful.

There were at least twenty or thirty bundles of small blankets woven with wool, and Jian Liangyi held them in her arms, feeling a little dazed.

"I'm going, I'm biased," Fang Zilu called the good guy, "They never gave me such a big bounty before."

"Why did you open the box?" Jian Liang didn't really want to hold it, but she couldn't put it down, "You take it yourself."

He stuffed the handful of sunflowers into Fang Zilu's arms, and the bright pile was sprinkled with a layer of sunlight.

Fang Zilu still had a smile on his face, and gathered the bouquet into his arms: "It's a hot day, hold a bunch of wool in your arms..."

"Do you like sunflowers?" Jian Liangyi felt that Fang Zilu was quite similar to this flower, he was naive and silly, and he smiled like a big golden retriever.

"Ah? It's okay," Fang Zilu tidied up the flower branches, "I like Phalaenopsis more."

The name of this flower ran through Jian Liangyi's mind, and she found that she didn't know what the flower looked like.

"My mother likes it." Fang Zilu seemed to have some kind of ADHD, and insisted on leaning up to bump Jian Liangyi with his shoulder, "My house has red, blue, and any color."

"Then why do you want sunflowers?" Jane asked coolly.

"I think you'll like it?" Fang Zilu said with uncertainty.

Jian Liang moved her lips, but she didn't say the phrase "I don't like it".

"I've tidied it up for you," Fang Zilu suddenly pulled Jian Liangyi back, and slapped the bouquet of flowers in his face, "Hold it."

Jian Liangyi tilted her face back, not understanding what happened to Fang Zilu's sudden appearance.

He held the bouquet with his right hand, and raised his hand to push away the sunflowers that hit his face.

Before he could ask a question, he met Feng Min's gaze.

The other party seemed to have just left the cafeteria, and there were still a few classmates standing beside them, talking and laughing.

He blinked and glanced at the bouquet in Jian Liangyi's arms.Then, his gaze shifted to Fang Zilu's body.

Jian Liang lowered her eyes, not knowing where to put her hands and feet.

"What to eat?" Fang Zilu pushed him on the back.

Jian Liang took a few steps forward stiffly: "I don't know."

Fang Zilu took an inch and put his arm on Jian Liangyi's shoulder: "Let's eat noodles, there is a good noodle shop on the second floor."

They stepped up the steps and entered the cafeteria through the door.

Feng Min didn't say hello, and Jian Liangyi also remained silent.

The moment they passed each other, Fang Zilu turned his face slightly, and saw Feng Min looking back.

The eyes of the two met, and Fang Zilu smiled.

Jian Liangyi still lowered her head, and walked into the cafeteria with the crowd.

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The author has something to say:

Fang Zilu: Provocative.