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Han Qingyan didn't know anything about the text messages between Qi Chufan and Qi Chuyun. He only knew that Qi Chufan had been in a bad mood since the two chatted that night. After the hotel, it seemed that he had figured it out, and he returned to his usual smiling look.

He is not interested in knowing exactly what happened in the middle, but as long as the male god can figure it out, everything will be fine.

The eleven or seven-day vacation made both of them feel as if time passed in the blink of an eye, especially Qi Dashen, who had been busy running around and visiting scenic spots during the seven days, and returned to the hotel at night. Too tired to move, let alone do something shameful.

So after several months of falling in love, Qi Dashen found that he was not like what the Internet said about falling in love and just posted it. Now the love between him and the little teacher is so pure that he wants to cry, okay?

Of course, no matter how dissatisfied Qi Dashen was, Han Qingyan didn't have that intention, and he still wouldn't make a direct move.After all, no matter who it is, they feel that the atmosphere can reach the level of a shot, but they find that their target is looking at him with a dead face, and the parts below the neck that cannot be described will soften.

It's just that Qi Chufan didn't know that Han Qingyan, as a facial paralyzed person, could never change his facial expression as he wanted, and he could change it if he wanted to.In fact, he felt dissatisfied with his desires, and Han Qingyan was always wondering, could it be that there is something wrong with the male god?No, it's normal when you masturbate each other.

Is that where the male god becomes soft when he sees a chrysanthemum?

Han Qingyan inexplicably felt that he might have discovered the truth, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this speculation was not generally reliable.But even so, the male god is still the male god, and the boyfriend is still the boyfriend. Even if he wants to be a little angel who flirts with each other for the rest of his life, he will never abandon Qi Chufan.

Thinking about it this way, I feel that I am so great that I explode!

Han Qingyan ordered 3200 likes for himself in his heart.

No gossip.

On the afternoon of October [-]th, in order for the first class to go on normally the next morning, even if no one had regained their hearts, everyone basically went back to school.

Han Qingyan originally thought that he would be alone in the empty dormitory when he came back this time. Qin Le was so playful that under normal circumstances he would not appear in the dormitory until October [-]th.

But he never expected that when he returned to the dormitory and habitually turned the doorknob at the door, he found that he could open the dormitory door directly.

Han Qingyan's first reaction almost collapsed, his face was paralyzed and he yelled: whatthe*!Does this mean that the dormitory was stolen?But before he had time to change his facial expression, he heard Qin Le's voice coming from the dormitory.

"Han Qingyan?"

Hearing his voice, Han Qingyan was a little puzzled as to why this guy came back so early for an unprecedented time, but he didn't ask any questions. He just let out a sigh of relief and pushed the door in, saying by the way, "I'm back."

"Hmm." Qin Le's voice didn't sound very energetic. Judging from Han Qingyan's years of experience, this voice was the result of excessive indulgence under unobstructed conditions.But the feeling is still a little different from usual, and Han Qingyan can't tell exactly where it is different.

After he entered the dormitory, he glanced at the direction of Qin Le's voice. Sure enough, as long as this guy enters the dormitory, he basically spends more than 90.00% of his time lying on the bed, but this time...

Han Qingyan asked curiously, "You lie down so flat, don't you feel uncomfortable being pressed by Haw?"

Qin Le turned his head to the side, let his whole face leave the embrace of the pillow, and said, "It doesn't matter if Jiji is uncomfortable, anyway, my bed is soft, but it will be uncomfortable to lie on the chrysanthemum."

Han Qingyan thought about the content of Qin Le's words carefully, and then found out in horror that he seemed to know a shocking secret. He tried his best to maintain his facial expression, not letting himself have the expression of Munch's shouting, Then he took a deep breath and asked, "Have you finally been punished by heaven to have hemorrhoids?"

Qin Le: "..."

He felt that if his chrysanthemum supported him, he would definitely jump up from the bed and rush over to kill him, but if the chrysanthemum supported him, it seemed that there was no need to kill him. Qin Le thought about it and brought himself into an infinite The vicious circle of circulation, and then completely forgot that he didn't seem to answer Han Qingyan's question at all.

Seeing that Qin Le didn't speak, Han Qingyan thought that he had acquiesced.After thinking about it for a while, he felt that hemorrhoids seemed to be quite difficult to talk about, so he felt that he understood Qin Le.

Thinking this way, Han Qingyan put away the luggage he had brought out before, walked up to Qin Le, who was still immersed in his own strange thinking circle, and said to him: "If you feel so uncomfortable that you want to die, you need me to buy it for you. Anal?"

"Antai?" Qin Le didn't realize what he was saying for a moment.

"It's Chrysanthemum Taiping." Han Qingyan said, after thinking for a while, it seemed that it wasn't the word, so he added, "Anyway, it's the medicine for hemorrhoids. I haven't had it before. Do you need it?"

Qin Le, who finally realized that he seemed to have been defined by his roommates as a disease that sounded unrefined: "..."

He looked at Han Qingyan with a tangled expression, and asked seriously: "As a man with a boyfriend, can you think about it in other directions when you hear that other people's chrysanthemums are upset?"

Han Qingyan finally couldn't hold back his facial expression this time, he widened his big eyes that had been hidden behind the rimless glasses, stared at Qin Le with an expression as if he had heard something incredible: "Don't you Tell me you got fucked."

Before Qin Le had time to admit it, he said again: "Stop talking nonsense, who is so blind, blowing your ass off?"

Qin Le: "..."

Can this Nima still communicate happily? Wow!

Seeing Wan Rexiang's expression on his face, Han Qingyan stopped joking with Qin Le. He grabbed a chair from the side and sat on Qin Le's bed and looked at him and said, "What's going on? Son? Let’s be clear, if it’s sexual or assault... oh, it doesn’t seem to work even if you call the police. Why do you keep running into things like this?”

Qin Le said to Han Qingyan very seriously: "...Why don't you just stop talking?"

He looked at Han Qingyan sitting beside his bed, thinking that he was here to comfort him, but after talking for a long time, he suddenly felt that not only did his heart not get any comfort, but his broken heart was completely broken into ions, little swallow A quiet kid who was pretty good before, why has he become more and more unbearable to look at since he and Qi Chufan?

He felt like a father who watched his daughter being spoiled step by step by his son-in-law, how heartbroken he was.

Looking at Qin Le's miserable look, Han Qingyan didn't know why besides the sympathy he should have as a roommate, he also felt a little joy.This kind of emotion is really out of place. After self-examination in his heart, he said seriously: "Okay, don't talk about anything else, what's going on?"

"It's nothing." Qin Le frowned, and said with a very tangled expression: "You know, the bar I like to go to. Last night, I just wanted to break up with my previous girlfriend. Go to I went to the bar to see if there was anyone else willing to play, and it turned out..."

"The result?" Han Qingyan didn't want to admit at all that he was now in a state of listening to stories, listening to Qin Le's narration of his tragic experience. He told himself over and over in his heart to maintain the most basic love between people. , but as long as he thinks that the person who got raped is that black cucumber of Qin Le... well, he really can't control himself when he feels that the sky has finally opened his eyes.

"The result is nothing, just 419." Qin Le said indifferently, although Han Qingyan felt that the black air around him was so thick that it was about to materialize.

"Then you decided to let that person go like this?" Han Qingyan continued to talk, Qin Le's appearance should have been pitiful, but this guy just stuck his neck and made an appearance that I don't care at all. Coupled with his manly face, Han Qingyan couldn't put the word pitiful on him no matter what.

"It's not like I decided to let him go..." Qin Le frowned. He originally thought that Han Qingyan was gay anyway, so he wouldn't be discriminated against if he told him about it, but the words How can I tell Han Qingyan that when he woke up in the morning, not only did he clean up the backside but also bought him breakfast and he had already left?

And most importantly...

Qin Le said a little aggrieved: "Basically, I don't remember what that person looked like, and the only memory I have... It seems that I drank too much and wanted to do something to him last night."

Han Qingyan took a deep look at him, conveyed to him the message "you deserve it" with his eyes, then got up silently, moved the chair back to its original position, and continued to pack things by himself.

As for Qin Le?Han Qingyan said that this was all his own doing, and the sympathy value that was so hard to ignite was completely gone, okay?