Schrodinger love

After sending that message, Wen Sui still had a sense of frustration all over his body. In the final analysis, Jiang An had to bear half of the blame.

He obviously grew up eating the same food, yet he grows so tall that he wants to be a flagpole?

When they separated, they were about the same size. They hadn't seen each other for three years, but this man secretly grew taller behind his back.There is a height difference between him and him abruptly. How can this short gap of seven or eight centimeters be so hated.

The figure of 1.8 meters is like a moat, with him on one side and Jiang An on the other.

You can't taste it carefully, the more you think about it, the more angry you get.

Wen Sui pursed his lips, and said in his heart that he was very young, just when he was young, he might be able to run around again.

After I finished explaining myself, I scanned the message again, and the breath I just swallowed almost didn't come up.

In the end, I still underestimated the truth-seeking spirit of contemporary students, and that reply caused a thousand waves.

The point is that the waves are a bit fierce this time, and it won't be too overwhelming for a while.

[The first 179 men come, sisters 233333]

[This classmate is going on a blind date here, why not attach a selfie]

[I don't believe it, give me your dormitory room number, and I'll send you a tape measure]

[As you all know, everything below 1.8 meters will be treated as 1.7 meters]

[I believe in the man, as for the accuracy to two decimal places, this deliberateness, anyone who understands it]

[Cold knowledge, there are no 179 boys in this world! ! !back off! ]

……

Wen Sui was completely laughed at, okay, let him talk for nothing.

To make matters worse, originally I just wanted to spread a rumor to the class who knew the inside story, but a provocateur suddenly yelled in the comments: I know who this bear is, the Wucheng No. [-] scholar who was on the hot search before!

Following this keyword, which was almost close to his face, the bear in question was stripped off by the melon eaters in a blink of an eye, leaving no underwear left.

This group of people is not forgiving, and after just a while, more than 30 very enthusiastic friend applications were secretly added.

Wen Sui glanced at his personal information briefly, and found that there were both men and women, so he cruelly clicked and rejected them one by one.

Everyone is too busy without summer homework, surfing the Internet after passing CET-[-] and CET-[-].

With a mysterious operation, the group has been blown up by this trend.

[Song Wanyin]: Who did it, Brother Wen's photos are all posted!Good news!

[Jian Ying]: To the extent that I want to escape from the earth, continue for 1 second for Brother Wen

[Du Yahan]: As long as our class knows, who said Wen Sui?

[Wang Qiyue]: It seems to be...Qin Siyang, who is the same number as in the group

[Qin Siyang]: Oh, I was very excited to see the reply from our number one scholar. I accidentally revealed my identity with shaking hands. Master Wen won’t be angry, right?

Across the screen, one can feel the extreme gloating.

[Wen Sui]: @秦思扬, do you have Parkinson's?cured

[Qin Siyang]: ... Isn't this helping you show off?Still not happy?

Wen Sui guessed that this person likes to make small moves behind his back, making small troubles, he usually doesn't bother to care about it, he thinks it's bad luck.It's just that he didn't expect that the older he was, the lower his IQ would be, and now he would like to show off when he was doing things, and the more shameless he was.

[Wen Sui]: Thank you, it's reciprocal, and I'll find a photo of you to help you promote it

[Wen Sui]: Sorry, I couldn't find it. What is your city's ranking? Thirty or forty?

[Qin Siyang]: ... 29! ! ! !

[Wen Sui]: A college entrance examination once, a lifetime of pain, remembering it so clearly, dreaming in the middle of the night is hating myself for not living up to expectations, right?

[Wen Sui]: I can understand your envy of me, I feel sorry and sympathize

The other side didn't reply again, probably very angry and happy.

Wen Sui lowered his eyes, watching the continuous stream of friend applications and exclaimed, it's awesome, he became famous in one fell swoop.

Now everyone in Beijing knows that Wen Sui, a freshman in the Department of Economics and Management, went off to refute the rumors in person. His height is 179, which may be a false report.

He glanced lightly out of the window, and jumped off the fourth floor, half disabled, a bit of a loss.

So what kind of cramp did I have to jump out to do this stupid thing?

Eighty percent of the past two days have been affected by the emotions of the long-lost reunion, and even the IQ has shown a trend of landslides.

Probably he didn't disagree with Beijing University, but he had a life-threatening conflict with Jiang An.

The key is the instigator...

Wen Sui turned his head to look in the direction of the bathroom, the sound of the shower inside remained undiminished, and there was a muffled noise from random smashing.There was a poster on the door that I don't know who made it last time. From a distance, he stared at the star on the poster.

It took a quarter of an hour to go in. Did you take a flower petal bath in it? I haven't come out for so long.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement of the door opening.

He threw the phone aside casually, strode to the bathroom door, knocked on it, and asked loudly, "Jiang An?"

After a few seconds inside, he responded in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Mixed with the sound of drizzling water, the voice line was inexplicably deeper than usual, with a texture between a boy and a man.

"Hey, why haven't you come out for so long? Are you uncomfortable?" Wen Sui frowned, and while talking, he habitually raised his hand and knocked the doorknob.

There was a click, cruel reality, and the door was locked.

He tried again in disbelief, and it didn't move, convinced it was locked.

The young master can't suppress his temper a little bit, isn't it just a simple bath, as for being so defensive?Can he go in and take a nude｜Photo and sell it for money?

When they were young, the two of them went to the swimming team to train together for several years. Boys usually just take a few dips in the water and finish the job, and sometimes they will do it together for convenience.

Later, when he grew up a bit, he didn't draw any boundaries at home. Even though the two shared rooms, Wen Sui still often swayed in between his brother's baths to wash up, and he was used to it.

Those living habits that used to be together day and night have almost been carved into the bone marrow, and now they are locked up like this, and they are all fucking gone.

The sound of water flowing inside stopped, and after a moment of silence, there was a rustling of clothes rubbing against each other.

Wen Sui clasped his arms around him without moving, after all he was a little flustered, he thought the relationship between the two of them would gradually warm up in silence, but it seemed that his head was blooming and he was being passionate.

He stared disdainfully at Kobe on the poster, feeling a sense of desolation in his heart for no reason, thinking to himself who should be blamed for this trouble.

As he was wandering, the door was pulled halfway open unexpectedly.

Their eyes met suddenly, and the atmosphere was obviously not very harmonious.

With a towel hanging on his shoulder, Jiang An casually pulled one end to wipe his hair, and asked in a low voice, "Is there something urgent for you?"

Wen Sui sized him up and down, looking like a scumbag, with resentment in his eyes: "I'm anxious, can't I solve my physical needs?"

Just after taking a bath, the temperature of the water that fell on his body was obviously very low, Jiang An suddenly felt a little hot and dry in the base of his ears.

He hummed slightly suspiciously, and the ending sound rose: "What."

"I'm in a hurry to urinate. You've been in for almost half an hour. Are you planning to make a bed on the floor?" Wen Sui said every word, and he didn't get angry.

Jiang An turned sideways to let him in, wondering who had offended this ancestor again, as if he had eaten a firecracker.

He leaned lazily against the door, knocked on the door frame with his fingers, and said firmly, "You're angry."

Wen Sui nodded, his expression twisted: "Ang."

"Who messed with you?"

"...no one."

You can't be angry that you took a shower and locked the bathroom door. This sounds a bit perverted.

He just felt that there was still a deep alienation between Jiang An and himself, but this feeling was hard to describe, and the explanation was sloppy, not very manly.

Wen Sui pushed the door to drive people out, and urged: "Don't block the door, I have to take a shower."

Jiang An took half a step back, and said teasingly, "Are you in a hurry to pee or take a bath?"

Wen Sui rolled his eyes at him, and closed the door heavily. After quickly finishing the solution, he thought for a while, then hooked the doorknob and opened it wide open.

He stood loosely in the middle of the bathroom, pulling off the collar of his T-shirt and throwing it into the laundry basket aside. Under the natural light, his lean and beautiful muscle lines were fully revealed, and his firm skin showed the appearance of suet jade. Same good texture.

He had just put his hands on the waistband of his trousers and was lazily buckling the belt. Through the mirror, he and the person at the door met their gazes and raised their eyebrows, which was very provocative.

Jiang An's eyes paused, and from a distance, he felt that he was hooked lightly by that look.

"You just open the door to wash?"

Wen Sui shrugged indifferently, and said insinuatingly: "Yes, the door of my house is always open, and I walk around the rivers and lakes without any fuss."

Just ask if you feel ashamed, good conscience, petty vengeful.

While talking, the trousers were loosened, and the camouflage pants slipped down neatly along the legs, quite generous for people to watch.

Cold white, straight, slender.

Jiang An's expression was subtle, his gaze was fixed on the beautiful spring scenery for two seconds, and he consciously withdrew from the bathroom door.

Fortunately, it was two people sleeping, who can bear this nervousness.

Jiang An wiped his hair and walked to the messy small table next to him, turned on the hair dryer and continued drying the half-dried doll clothes.

The sound of water mixed with the noise of the hair dryer appeared and disappeared from time to time. After all, he was a little absent-minded. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the frequently vibrating mobile phone screen on the table.

Holding the hair dryer in one hand and blowing casually, Jiang An quickly checked the chat records and screenshots in the class group, and quickly figured out the ins and outs of the confession wall.

Gender is blurred.

Height was ridiculed.

The photo was exposed.

No wonder it looked so angry just now, as if it exploded, the source of the crime is here.

It's also understandable, the young master who is full of stars every day is ridiculed like this, and he can take a bath calmly, which is considered graceful.

Jiang An put down the blower, added the contact information of the confession wall, and sent a private message: [Hello, I am Jiang An, the post just now caused me some trouble, please delete it, thank you. ]

The administrator is very talkative, and quickly replied: [Okay, I will delete it immediately, sorry]

When it was over, I added another sentence: [Student!Seriously!You are so handsome! ! ]

Jiang An raised his eyebrows, and politely replied: [Thank you for the compliment? ]

The real master appeared, the submission was quickly deleted, and the comments below also disappeared, and the discussion finally came to an end.

He switched back to the chat history of the class group, and his eyes stopped on Wen Sui's chattering conversation with Qin Siyang.

The kid was sharp-tongued and had the upper hand to make people speechless, but he was not bullied at all.

However, since you are not happy, you have to take care of this matter.

Jiang An glanced sideways at the direction of the bathroom, probably because the water temperature was quite high, and the mist blurred the glass in the shower room, and the lines of the youth were vaguely outlined, which was very eye-catching.

He lightly retracted his gaze, strode out of 404 with his mobile phone in his hand, took it to the door, and knocked on the opposite door.

Qin Siyang showed his face with his messy hair, looking at the person who came, he was a little confused: "Mr. Jiang, who are you looking for?"

"Looking for you." Jiang An tilted his head, didn't say any more, and led the people to the other end of the corridor.

The two stopped at the corner of the stairs one after the other.

Qin Siyang was a lot shorter than a person, raised his head, and said with a smile on his face: "Your battle is scary, what's wrong? If you mentioned your father's mouth in the morning, I apologize to you , I mainly wanted to hate Wen Sui, I didn't target you."

Mingming Jiang An is alone, but when facing him, Qin Siyang is always inexplicably frightened.

Probably Wen Sui is arrogant on the surface, good at verbal humiliation, and has no harm.But the one in front of him, who grew up in the indifferent environment around him, has experienced the tricks of tossing people, which makes people intimidated.

Jiang An swiped his phone to look at the lunch menu, and said casually, "You crossed the line today."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Qin Siyang tentatively opened his mouth: "The two of us are just kidding, you said about the confession wall, right? Just everyone..."

"It's not easy for you to be admitted to Beijing University. Be quiet. If you trouble him, I'll trouble you." Jiang An glanced at him distractedly, "Understood?"

The other party's figure was lazy, but his back was facing the light, and his whole figure seemed to be cast with a layer of sharp shadows.The sense of oppression brought by those indifferent pupils was too strong, making it hard to breathe.

As soon as his eyes met, Qin Siyang instantly went numb from the head to the soles of his feet, and his whole body became stiff.

After turning his brain several times, he stumbled back: "I, I know, I will definitely stay away from him when I see him in the future, and I will never provoke him."

Jiang An was obviously not satisfied, and clicked his tongue lightly.

Qin Siyang looked eagerly at the king of Hades, his back was already soaked: "Where did I say something wrong?"

"Passivity can only be tolerated." Jiang An paused, and slightly curled his lips, "But Sui Sui is very good, and won't take the initiative to provoke."

Qin Siyang said in his heart that I can go to your uncle, if he is good, I will wash my hair upside down.

On the surface, he could only agree with aggrieved: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"It's just a small matter, let's go." Jiang An put away his phone, brushed his shoulder, and strode away.

There is something more important right now.

I have to figure out a way to coax the puppies that blew up.

When he entered the dormitory door, Wen Sui was coming out of the bathroom wet, his upper body was naked, with a few drops of water falling down the texture, his lower body was only wearing a pair of loose sweatpants.

The talisman given to him before was still hanging around his neck, and the red rope looked very attractive against the skin.

Jiang An glanced lightly, grabbed a T-shirt from the side and handed it over: "Put on clothes."

Wen Sui didn't answer, and his tone was a little weak: "Why, are you jealous of my perfect figure with eight-pack abs?"

Jiang An followed his words and said, "Well, I'm so envious, I can't match it."

Thinking of the locked door, there is always a reason for not allowing people to enter, Wen Sui was blessed for a moment, and suddenly enlightened.

Stepping on his slippers, he walked slowly over, looked at people with a half-smile, and didn't speak.

"What are you doing?" Jiang An lowered his eyes and fell on his wet eyelashes.

Wen Sui patted the position of his abdominal muscles casually, and then used his fingers to check back and forth along the groove texture: "It turns out that you have low self-esteem, it's okay, don't belittle yourself."

Jiang An took a breath.

Wen Sui moved his palm down again, and said thoughtfully, "It's really not bad, you..."

Jiang An grabbed his troubled hand, and his jaw tightened: "Where are you touching?"

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I forgot to set the time, all comments today also have red envelopes~