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I slept for four hours, and even skipped my professional classes in the afternoon.

After grabbing the dinner that Ru Yuze brought back, I complained vaguely: "You are so embarrassing, you don't wake me up, and you don't help me when you go to class."

He handed me a napkin: "You sleep so soundly, can you wake up, you must be hugging the quilt again and not moving your nest."

I wiped off the residue from my mouth, thinking about it, and smiled at him: "I understand so clearly, do you have a crush on me?"

He said, "Yes."

I pursed my mouth: "It's too fake to answer so quickly."

Ru Yuze's face sank when he heard this, and he stopped talking.

I bumped him with my elbow: "Why are you unhappy?"

Ru Yuze raised his eyes, his brows were slightly frowned, and his deep eyes were turning around my face.

"I was wondering how stupid you can be."

I'm not happy anymore: "You can call me handsome, but you can't question my IQ."

He and I looked at each other for three seconds, and suddenly said, "Swallow the food in your mouth first."

I subconsciously swallowed my throat and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Wow, how dare you lie to me."

He raised his chin with his palm, and with a hidden smile on his mouth, he looked at me and said slowly: "It's really handsome and stupid."

I should refute him, but after organizing the language for a long time, I didn't think of any good sentences, so I just continued to eat in depression.

Ru Yuze is smart and handsome. He originally thought he was a lonely and self-reliant guy, but he came to be my friend on his own initiative. He usually takes care of me everywhere, as if... There are really no shortcomings.

I sneaked a glance at him, and the more I looked at him, the more satisfied I was, he was indeed my friend, he was just as perfect as me.

He knocked on my head: "Eat when you eat, what are you smirking about?"

I raised my chin: "I praise you in my heart, so it is said that people flock together, and handsome guys are surrounded by handsome guys."

Ru Yuze said: "I think you are boasting."

I am noncommittal.

He watched me get into the finishing touches, poured me a glass of water, and casually tapped on the table with his knuckles.

"When I finished class, I saw two boys arm in arm."

"and then?"

"Looks like gay."

"Oh."

He said, "Don't you find it strange?"

"It's quite strange."

He asked what was strange, looking a little nervous.

I pointed at him: "It's strange that you care about strangers."

He frowned: "I'm asking you something, don't interrupt."

"Oh, it's actually nothing strange, people have a good relationship."

I wiped my mouth and threw the lunch box into the trash can.

In an instant, I saw that Ru Yuze's expression softened a lot, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth became wider and wider.

"It's nothing strange."

My heart skipped a beat, thinking that he was admiring my open attitude, so I couldn't help adding: "We don't like men, so it doesn't prevent others from liking, right?"

His smile froze: "We don't like it?"

"Well, that's what it means," I scratched my head, "It's free to fall in love, let them do what they want, anyway, it won't affect us from having girlfriends."

Ru Yuze put away her smile and lowered her head: "I have no intention of having a girlfriend."

I said indifferently: "It's a good thing for a handsome guy like us to be single for a long time, so that girls can have dreams."

He shook his head, seemingly helpless: "You, you are too narcissistic."

What is narcissism, obviously there is self-knowledge.

I looked over his shoulder and looked at the mirror attached to the door, and there was a handsome young man in the sun, well, the bangs seemed a bit long.

I asked Ru Yuze: "Do you go to the library for self-study at night?"

"Well," he said, "you want me to help you with your homework?"

"What do you mean again, isn't it just once." I muttered.

He suddenly smiled: "We can be regarded as the standard match between a top student and a bad student."

"Say I'm narcissistic. I think you are the one who claims to be a top student." I stretched out my hand and made a gesture, "If you wear glasses, it looks like that."

"You think I wear glasses?" He was a little surprised.

I smirked: "Of course, wearing it makes me look more like a gentle scum."

After I finished speaking, I got up and wanted to run, but forgot that my foot was still injured, and finally "ouch", I fell on the bed.

Ru Yuze took a long leg leisurely, stepped over my leg that was dragging on the ground, and pressed on my back.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing." I confessed very wisely.

"There is a way to say it again."

He scratched at me with both hands, I was the most ticklish, I burst into tears from laughing.

"No, no seed, hahahahaha!"

"A bad boy like you..."

"It's time for a spanking."

I twisted my body, turned my head with a blushing face, panted heavily and smiled at him.

"Am I right?"

He froze for a moment, his thick eyelashes trembled, he let go of his grip on me, and stood up.

"Correct."

I rested on the bed and watched him put away the books on the table and stuff them into his schoolbag.

"Hey, are you going to the library so early?"

"Ah."

"Call the academic master to become more diligent."

He glanced at me: "Want to go with me?"

"No," I hugged the pillow and pretended to be dizzy, "I want to cultivate myself."

He didn't say any more, and I stared at the door he closed for a while, then touched my head, gritted my teeth, and limped off to the ground.

The 10-minute journey took me half an hour, and when I sat on the leather chair, my forehead was full of sweat.

The small barber shop in the school smells like shampoo.

The barber asked while fiddling with my hair, "Dye or perm?"

I glanced at his badge with "ANDY" engraved on it, and after a fierce thought struggle, I said, "Cut it short."

He came over, stroked my hair, and looked in the mirror again.

"I just had my hairstyle done. It's a pity to cut it off."

No, it cost me more than 500.

I squeezed my bangs and said, "It's too long and hurts my eyes."

The barber nodded: "Fix bangs?"

"Hmm...no," I recalled Ru Yuze's crisp and clean short hair, closed my eyes and said, "Let's shave an inch."

The barber picked up the scissors thoughtfully: "Break in love?"

"No." I replied sullenly.

He just "clicked" the scissors, and I blurted out subconsciously: "Wait."

The barber jokingly said, "It's too late to regret."

I finally looked at the hair in the glasses, gritted my teeth, and said, "It's okay, continue."

The barber obviously didn't believe it, and I sat on pins and needles under his meaningful gaze for the rest of the time, and finally finished cutting my hair. When I went out, I bumped into several classmates, all of whom asked me if I had just come out of the labor camp.

Do you know what is personality?

I returned to the dormitory the same way with great difficulty, and combed my hair in front of the mirror for a long time, but I couldn't catch any stray hairs. I was so angry that I tore the mirror off the wall and threw it under the bed to seal it permanently.

It's all Ru Yuze's fault, it's okay to mention bangs.

After playing two games absent-mindedly, I took out a lollipop and put it in my mouth, shaking my legs and looking at the clock, Ru Yuze should be back soon.

I feel a little uneasy. What's going on?

I didn't go for a haircut because of what he said, I just thought to myself, yes, I wanted to cut my hair short a long time ago.

After doing some psychological construction in this way, I continued to invest in the game and lost three games in a row. It can be seen that self-deception is useless.As a result, I was persuaded to quit by the official, with too many failures, and I was banned for one hour.

I lost my phone, and I started to be in a daze. Ru Yuze, who worked so hard today, is not coming back now, and I don't know how he will feel when he sees my new look...

I was lying on the bed, and when I was drowsy, I finally heard footsteps outside.

Hearing the sound of opening the door lock, I quickly adjusted my posture, pretending to be immersed in playing games, and waited quietly for a long time before I heard Ru Yuze's voice.

"Did you cut your hair?"

"Yeah," I grinned at him after counting silently for three seconds, "Isn't he even more handsome!"

He raised the corners of his lips, his dark pupils flickered: "Mmm."

I lowered my head: "Want to touch it?"

He reached out his hand hesitantly, and pressed it: "Like a little hedgehog."

"Why," I said, "you must be touching in the wrong way, touch again."

I obviously cut it according to his style, his hair looks soft and smooth, and it looks like a little hedgehog to me, it shouldn't be.

Ru Yuze chuckled: "You're kidding."

He said softly, "It's beautiful."

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Thanks Ke Ke Ke Xiao Yan for mine!