I take paranoia as a victim

Luo Jingshu blinked, "Brother Cheng, which question are you referring to?"

It seemed that he really couldn't remember clearly, Xiao Cheng grabbed the shopping bag in his hand tightly, his face flushed red, and his voice was much softer than usual.

"At once…"

"Do you think straight men can be bent?"

Although the answers on the Internet are all impossible, Xiao Cheng still wants to ask Nian Nian. After all, the reason why he wants to find out the answer to this question is only because he likes Nian Nian.

The corners of Luo Jingshu's lips curled slightly, and he put his red ears in his eyes, and said slowly, "I think nothing is impossible."

Xiao Cheng's eyes lit up, "Then if a boy pursues you, will you agree?"

He had almost shown his intentions on his face, Luo Jingshu pretended not to notice, and replied meaningfully: "It depends on whether the person who pursues me is careful or not."

In fact, Xiao Cheng wanted to ask him how to be careful, but if he asked this question, it would be no different from my liking you, so Xiao Cheng could only swallow it back silently.

"Brother Cheng, why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Luo Jingshu moved closer quickly, staring at Xiao Cheng's eyes with smiling peach blossom eyes without blinking.

Xiao Cheng held his breath and tried his best to control his expression, "Just ask..."

His eyes wandered, looking at the sky and the earth, but he didn't dare to look into Luo Jingshu's eyes.

Luo Jingshu stretched out his fingertips and lightly rubbed against Xiao Cheng's cheek, but before Xiao Cheng could react, he stood up straight again.

"There are bugs."

Xiao Cheng felt like his face was being burned, especially the small piece of skin that Luo Jingshu touched just now, as if the touch of the other's fingertips still remained.

"Niannian." Xiao Cheng swallowed, "I'll go back first."

Luo Jingshu rolled his eyes, "Go back."

He watched Xiao Cheng walk to the school gate, and when the other party looked back at him, he waved to Xiao Cheng again.

After Xiao Cheng's figure completely disappeared, Luo Jingshu held back his smile, with a deep chill on his face.

The phone ding-dong, Luo Jingshu looked down, it was a voice message from Jiang Yi.

Luo Jingshu clicked on the message while walking back.

"Jingshu, you don't need to transfer money to me, we are friends, don't talk about this."

"By the way, I bought everything casually. Does your friend like it?"

Xiao Cheng's surprise when he took the shopping bag just now appeared in Luo Jingshu's mind, and the expression in his lowered eyes was indifferent.

"Like it."

Maybe he likes it, but what does it have to do with him?

Luo Jingshu stuffed the phone into his pocket casually, and left without looking back.

-

After Xiao Cheng returned to the dormitory, he felt severe pain in his ankle.

He was not well at first, and he limped for a while. In front of Nian Nian, Xiao Cheng tried his best to stand up straight, not wanting Nian Nian to see his lame appearance.

The consequence is that the ankle is swollen and painful, and it hurts even when I move it.

"Xiao Cheng, did the little beauty buy these for you?"

Xiao Cheng immediately forgot about the pain in his ankle, and said sweetly, "Yes, I bought it every year."

Jiang Zihe sighed faintly, "It's great to fall in love..."

Xiao Cheng touched his ears, "Not yet."

Jiang Zihe was even more envious, this is not in love yet, it's just so sticky, isn't it more scary to talk about love?

Xiao Cheng looked through the contents of the shopping bag, and found that besides medicine and snacks, there were also several packed meals.

As soon as the lid was lifted, the smell of food permeated, and the whole bedroom was filled with a scent.

Xiao Cheng invited several roommates to eat together, Jiang Zihe was the most active, and even Du Yunshen came over. The strange thing was that Fang Hui, who always gave Xiao Cheng face, was listless.

Xiao Cheng called his name twice, Fang turned around, his eyes were actually red.

"What's going on here?"

Du Yunshen took a bite of a crayfish, took a meaningful look at Xiao Cheng, and said nothing.

Not long after Xiao Cheng left, Fang Hui followed him out, saying that he was worried that Xiao Cheng would not be safe alone.

But Fang Hui returned to the dormitory one step ahead of Xiao Cheng. He said that he did not see Xiao Cheng.

Jiang Zihe had a big heart and didn't see anything wrong at all, but Du Yunshen saw Fang Hui's disappointment at a glance.

But he thought that Fang Hui just hid himself and cried secretly because he felt uncomfortable seeing Xiao Cheng dating a girl with his own eyes.

But in fact, this is only a small part of the reason. Fang Hui felt uncomfortable because Xiao Cheng had lied to them from the very beginning.

What he likes is not a beauty from an art school at all, but a boy!

The scene of Xiao Cheng standing in front of the boy with a surprised expression appeared before Fang Hui's eyes. He admitted that the young man named Nian Nian was very good-looking, with delicate eyebrows and eyes that blurred his gender.

But no matter what, he is a genuine boy.

Why did Xiao Cheng lie to him?

Fang Hui felt sore and angry, he thought, did Xiao Cheng find out about his little thoughts a long time ago, but he was just too embarrassed to refuse, so he deliberately lied to him that he was a straight man?

Xiao Cheng watched Fang Hui rush into the toilet, a little confused, "What's wrong with him?"

Du Yunshen was thoughtful, and put down the chopsticks in his hand, "Maybe it's because I'm not feeling well."

"Eat, I'll go and see him."

Xiao Cheng frowned slightly, why did he feel that the atmosphere between these two roommates seemed a little delicate.

Xiao Cheng wanted to ask Jiang Zihe, but when he turned his head and saw that he was eating happily, he swallowed his words again.

Forget it, Jiang Zihe would be a ghost if he knew.

Jiang Zihe didn't know that he was rejected, he smacked his lips, "Thank you Niannian, for allowing me to eat the crayfish I've been longing for."

He said, "The business in this store is very good. I went to it a few times and didn't buy it. There are too many people."

Xiao Cheng's body is allergic to lobster. He didn't plan to eat it just now, but when he thought about buying it every year, he ate some more. What if he is no longer allergic this time?

Hearing Jiang Zihe's words, Xiao Cheng remembered that school was late every year. Did he spend a lot of effort to buy these things for himself?

There was a faint pain in the stomach, Xiao Cheng rubbed the painful place, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Niannian.

Because they hadn't seen each other for a long time, the two could only communicate by mobile phone, and Xiao Cheng couldn't finish talking every day.

During the conversation, there was an hour of blank time between Nian Nian asking about his foot injury and Nian Nian showing up at the school gate.

In this hour, Niannian should be going to buy these things.

Xiao Cheng was so touched that he didn't know what to say, he really wanted to see Nian Nian's face soon, even if he didn't say anything.

He made a video call to Niannian, but no one answered.

Are you on the road every year?

Xiao Cheng resisted the anxiety in his heart, found the medicine bought every year from the side, and sprayed a little medicine on his ankle.

He prescribed the medicine himself in the infirmary, but he bought it every year, so he just bought it every year.

After spraying the medicine, Xiao Cheng leaned back on the chair and pressed his stomach with one hand. Why does it feel more and more painful?

It really shouldn't be a gamble.

He closed his eyes for a while, but couldn't help but think, it was bought every year, and the pain was worth it.

Don't waste years of your heart.

-

Under the dim and colorful lights, the screen of the mobile phone was on and off, and from the beginning to the end, its owner had no intention of picking it up.

"The phone number of the experiment target?"

A deep male voice sounded, he chuckled lightly, and teased, "Luo Jingshu, which one of your experimental goals is this?"

There was music in the air, a tender love song.

I don't know how long it took before a voice replied, "Nothing."

"People who don't matter."