Schrodinger love

When Wen Sui said it was okay, it was a bit subjective and oppressive, not that it was okay, it was too good.

He considers his figure to be standard. He spent almost all his spare time on the basketball court during the three years of high school. After practicing for a long time, it is easy to have smooth muscle lines.

I thought that a good student like Jiang An who was focused on studying and busy working was relatively thin, but it turned out that the god of learning now has to develop in an all-round way.

Wen Sui smiled, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, and there was teasing in his beautiful eyes: "Hey, what's the matter with touching it? You are so shy for such a grown-up person."

Jiang An held onto his hand and said in a low voice, "Move your hand away."

Feeling the strength of the five fingers intertwined, Wen Sui turned his wrist, the confinement was tight, and he didn't turn it in a daze.

He raised his eyelids with a speechless expression: "You're so stingy, I'm convinced."

Jiang An: "..."

After two seconds of confrontation, I took a step back, compromised and said, "Then you can touch it, touch it casually, until you vomit."

Jiang An moved his hand up a few inches and pressed it on his waist, exuding an aura of being slaughtered all over his body.

Wen Sui clicked his tongue and moved his finger to pull it out: "I don't care anymore, let go."

When the eyes of the two met, their eyes were on fire.

After Jiang An put his hand aside safely, he put the T-shirt on the man's head directly, blocking most of the scenery.

Wen Sui was so annoyed that he grabbed the clothes and pulled them down: "I have hands, I can wear them myself."

Jiang An stared at his frivolous little movements, feeling as if he had unintentionally provoked someone again.

It was not coaxed well in the first place, but now it adds fuel to the fire and makes the situation worse.

He knew that Wen Sui had a violent temper sometimes, but he wasn't mean-spirited, and he was usually quite talkative, with a lazy and out-of-the-ordinary look.There is a certain bottom line, and it is easy to grow thorns with a slight touch.

I remember that not long after entering the school in the first year of junior high school, a boy in the class who had a good relationship with Wen Sui made a joke.

"Think about your cheap brother making a lot of money. Although dad died, he was raised with you according to the standard young master model. He can't go to the grave to thank his ancestors for his good deeds? In this way, his dad died well."

When he was a teenager, he always spoke without restraint, but there was always a bit of sarcasm in his tone that made people uncomfortable.

With just such a sentence, Wen Sui's expression changed, he directly raised his hand and overturned his chair, and swung his fist on it.

Jiang An was not there at the time, and witnesses relayed the scene, and the description became more and more exaggerated.

Some people said that they smashed a hole in the head on the spot, some people said that the boy was beaten so much that he cried for his father and mother, and some people said that five or six classmates went up and failed to stop him, but the result was just a little bit. It should be pretty tough.

After all, when he returned home, the back of his hand was also swollen, which looked exaggerated.

Later, she was reprimanded by the school, and Wen Zhongqing came forward to appease the parents of the other party, but no one in the school dared to talk anymore.

Jiang An himself knew very well that he was Wen Sui's bottom line, and no one else could say or scold him.

It seems that it has not changed after three years, and he is prone to blow up if he has a little bit of boundaries.

What should be thankful is that now they are living together under the same roof, getting along day and night, and they don't know who they are torturing.

Jiang An raised his hand and frowned, and said softly, "The rain has stopped, I just glanced at the menu in today's cafeteria, and there is your favorite boiled beef."

Wen Sui pulled aside the chair next to him and sat on it, put his long legs on the table, like a gentleman: "Don't eat."

While talking, he swiped the phone screen, secretly ordered a carton of milk, and filled in the address.

"Are you going to be so hungry?"

"Who told you I was hungry, I was so angry."

As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach growled in a very cooperative manner.

Wen Sui pissed himself in his heart, something unbelievable.

Jiang An held back his smile, and walked up the steps: "Then I'm hungry, and there's no money in the meal card, so help me get it."

Wen Sui was expressionless and silent for a few seconds, thinking that he was really scheming, beating around the bush and waiting here.

He slowly stood up from the chair, went to the cabinet next to him to get his shoes, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you're the one who is cruel."

Picking and choosing, I specially took a pair of basketball shoes, stared at my feet, and instantly raised my body by four centimeters.

There is no way, if you go out with the electric pole, you can only be forced to increase the height physically.

Putting the small movements into his eyes, Jiang An chuckled.

Wen Sui turned back to stare at him, and said viciously, "I'll still grow."

"Well, drinking more milk can grow up to two meters, in time." Jiang An slowly followed behind him, closed the door and went downstairs.

Wen Sui felt that he had been humiliated, so he took a step with his long legs and walked fast.

It was almost lunch time, and there were already more people in the cafeteria, and every window was densely packed and overcrowded.

It was probably because of the grand occasion of the confession wall just now, and the silver hair was particularly eye-catching. When Wen Sui walked into the second floor, he clearly felt the uniform gazes from all sides.

Curious, concerned, and discussing in small voices.

"Is that 179? I look pretty tall. I have long legs."

"The two of them look too seductive, I don't know if they are still single."

"The number one scholar in Wucheng, I was on the hot search before, and my hair is so arrogant."

"Long like this, to be honest, I also want 1.7 meters."

"Keep your voice down. I heard that his family background is very strong, and he doesn't seem to be too easy to mess with."

……

This prosperous world is exactly as he wished.

179 walked through the crowd generously, teasing himself without any struggle: "Look at this row of faces, the military parade is nothing more than that. It's just that they haven't learned rounding, it should be 180 no matter what."

"You're pretty good at self-examination. Why didn't you report 180 at that time?" Jiang secretly smiled, took out the newly received meal card in his trouser pocket, and looked at the crowded windows of several teams. There were so many people.

"It's not because you're young and ignorant, forget it." Wen Sui turned the phone and saw the card in his hand, "How about I just charge you four thousand and three? It's a one-time solution."

"I can't eat that much." Jiang An thought for a while, "If you want to recharge, two hundred is enough."

In case you refuse to eat again next time, you can still use this trick. It's a bit rotten, but it works.

Wen Sui frowned and looked at him, his mind spinning quickly: "Are you trying to trick me on purpose, two hundred a time, how many times do I have to run with you, you walk the dog."

Jiang An was amused by his serious appearance, and asked in a low voice: "Do you feel wronged?"

"No, forget it, two hundred is two hundred."

Wen Sui thought to himself that this is probably due to the habit of thrift he developed in recent years, after all, he is not as extravagant as before, which makes people feel distressed.

He took the meal card, strode to the top-up counter next to him, and recharged a thousand in it simply and rudely.

When he came back again, he stuffed it back into Jiang An's hands, and said quite generously, "You count it at two hundred, and you have four thousand and one left, and you can keep it on your own account."

The child is so caring, but it seems that he is not authentic.

Jiang An pulled his arm to avoid the crowd behind him, turned his head and said, "Find a seat, I'll queue up."

Wen Sui nodded, wandered around with his pockets in his pockets, picked a seat by the window at random, and watched people walking around the lake in boredom.

After the rain, the sky cleared, and the shade of the trees below was emerald green, reflecting the lake water, interweaving into one piece.

Wen Sui wondered in a mess, the school is so big, walking is so strenuous, should I buy a bicycle for a walk.

The phone vibrated a few times in a row, and the calls were persistently made here, and the bad things happened one after another, adding to the trouble.

After looking at the incoming call, Wen Sui clicked his tongue, and answered impatiently: "Ms. Xie Mingzhi, you have been harassing me for two days. What's the matter?"

"Son, you finally answered the phone. The previous drafts have been withdrawn. Next time there is a publicity, I will definitely show you in advance."

"Then I thank you all, and next time, your public relations department is very relaxed. If you catch a sheep, you will kill it."

There was a pause for a few seconds, and Xie Mingzhi smiled awkwardly: "Let's not talk about this, are you still used to it in school? I heard that you and Xiao An are in the same dormitory."

"I heard? I'm sorry for the money given without a [-]-word report."

Wen Sui glanced at Jiang An, who was still in the line, and immediately became vigilant, "The eyeliner is fast enough, what do you want to do? You are an adult, you have autonomy, don't meddle indiscriminately."

"Before sending Xiao An away, you have been unhappy because of this matter, but Mom and Dad don't think there is anything wrong. The rebellious period has passed in the past few years. Now that you have grown up, you should understand us better. Your painstaking efforts. Now that you two are in the same dormitory, my mother is just reminding you, don’t be as ignorant as you were when you were young..."

"A dormitory is a coincidence. We don't know each other at all now, and our relationship has faded long ago. Are you satisfied?" Wen Sui interrupted her, "Hang up if you have nothing to do, I want to eat."

Xie Mingzhi was silent for two seconds, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, he rambled: "You have never left us, you have walked so far in one go, take good care of yourself, those cards are all open, you can use the money as you like, don't feel wronged By the way, did you hear me. We've been a little busy recently, so we didn't send you to school, so I'll see you when I'm free."

Wen Suixin said that this schedule will be 800 years later, capitalism likes to write empty promises.

He hummed twice perfunctorily and hung up the phone.

Watching from a distance, Jiang An came over with a full plate, sat across from him, slowly wiped the chopsticks with a wet towel and handed them over.

He glanced at it casually, and the dishes were all over the sky, all of which he liked.

If he still has some eyesight.

With the delicious food in front of his eyes, Wen Sui was too lazy to think about other things, so he stuffed the meat into his mouth, and said vaguely, "You are really good at eating spicy food now."

In fact, Jiang An is still not very good at eating, that is, to accommodate others, and deal with two casually.

He took two sips of soup and moistened his throat: "Who called just now, you look unhappy."

Wen Sui was stunned for a second, then rambled casually: "Harassing phone calls, the seller of the house, I told him that he doesn't have a permanent residence in the capital, so he can't buy it."

Jiang An looked at him amusedly: "Have you really thought about hearing this?"

"Anyway, if you don't go back to Wucheng, whoever likes to stay will stay." Wen Sui didn't lift his eyelids, and ate happily.

In fact, it's quite a slap in the face. I just said that I would not eat if I was not hungry, but now I eat more happily than anyone else.But things like face have been thrown away several times today, and it's not bad.

Jiang An was very satisfied with his appetite, and pushed the dinner plate in front of him again.

It was rare for the two of them not to show their anger, and remained silent for a few minutes.

"Jiang Shen, we finally meet again." A tall man suddenly hooked Jiang An's shoulder from behind, followed by a shorter one.

Hearing the movement, Wen Sui raised his eyes to look at the person who came, the short one met at the gathering that morning, but he forgot his name, and the tall one looked a little strange.

He glanced at Jiang An, and complained with a gun and a stick: "Are you the king of Jing Hai, why do you know everyone, Qin Siyang on the front foot, turned around and came again."

Jiang An: "...Sea King uses it like this?"

"I'm sorry, our students who concentrate on studying only know the vocabulary in the textbook." Wen Sui's long legs kicked on the rail under the seat, and said coldly, "You merciless scumbag."

I didn't have my own life, I thought this person was living alone, but I didn't expect that the little life was quite lively.

Jiang An was speechless, and frowned slightly: "I am more wronged than Dou E."

Wen Sui scolded him back, mercilessly: "You are whiter than Bai Lian."

The interaction between these two people was really funny, one tall and one short stood behind and watched the cross talk for a while.

"I'm Jian Ying. The report came late and arrived at noon today. This is Wang Qiyue. We all belong to the same class. We met in the class group."

After Jian Ying finished the introduction, she sat down next to her acquaintances, and then sighed, "It's not Jiang An Haiwang, but he is too strong."

Wen Sui listened happily: "You play double bet, how did you know each other?"

Jian Ying felt that the little silver-haired man didn't seem to be easy to provoke, but he was actually easy to get along with, so he also smiled: "During the National Olympiad, Jiang Shen won the gold medal by riding the best. Everyone can't wait to tell him about it twice." In other words, get some credit. He is very nice, and he has given me many pointers during the training camp."

Wang Qiyue nodded in agreement and said, "That's true. I've heard of Jiang An's name all over the province. I think no one knows who is involved in competitions. If you howl in the cafeteria, you can find a row of his fans with your eyes closed." , quite awesome."

"It's exaggerated." Jiang An suspected that he had brought two sailors with him, fifty cents a piece.

Wen Sui didn't take the path of competition at the beginning, and focused on the college entrance examination, but it sounds like it shouldn't be an exaggeration.

He hesitated for a few seconds, looking at a foolish expression: "Did you get the gold medal without recommendation? And you went to take the college entrance examination? May I ask you, brother, can you still take care of yourself?"

Jiang An didn't explain too much, and replied four or two times: "Well, in the end, Lang overturned. Originally, he wanted to win the first prize, but someone was too good."

Someone who was suddenly praised paused, feeling happy: "That's true, let me go."

It's just that one high and one low felt heartbroken upon hearing this, as if they had lost 500 million in the lottery.

"You are reckless."

"You're spending money like dirt."

Jiang An drank the soup calmly: "I am helping others, leaving more ways for others to survive."

Wen Sui felt that his brother had failed to learn from him, and his tone was not swishy.

Jian Ying took a sip of the meal and swallowed it, then said in doubt: "But I looked at the dormitory list, you two should be in the same dormitory as us, why did you change suddenly?"

In the corner of the cafeteria, both of them were silent.

Jian Ying and Wang Qiyue looked at each other, did I step on thunder?Do not understand.

In the end, Jiang An opened his mouth to explain: "I changed it with Wen Sui, it was a temporary one, so I didn't have time to talk about it."

Wen Sui raised his head in disbelief, a little shocked: "Really?"

"Well, if you don't believe me, you can ask the supervisor, you should change the room first." Jiang An nodded calmly.

Anyway, now that it's confirmed that Wen Sui didn't want to alienate himself, it's no big deal to admit it.

Wen Sui felt that this meal was really fucking worth it. He dared to feel that he had wronged him. He thought he was hiding from him, but he didn't expect...

Thinking in another way, thinking about this person being wronged in his heart, but also helplessly changing dormitories with him, no matter how I think about it, I feel suffocated.

Wen Suixin said, ah, so that white lotus is me.

In front of outsiders, he still wanted to show some face, so he put a large chopsticks of boiled beef into his bowl with guilt.

Wen Sui looked at him sincerely, smiled slightly, and instantly reconciled with him: "Come, eat, eat big pieces."

Staring straight at it, Jiang An felt terrified, and politely declined, "I'm full."

Wen Sui touched the toe of his shoe with his foot and urged, "You obviously haven't eaten."

Jian Ying glanced sideways at him for a moment, then offered up the bowl of Mala Tang in front of her: "It hasn't been touched, so I'll give it to you too."

A pair of earnest eyes watched, especially the one opposite, with eyes full of love, it was really hard to refuse.

Jiang An felt that he might have come to cross the catastrophe this trip, so he barely ate half a bowl of rice, his stomach hurt from burning.

Finally, the meal was over, and the four parted ways outside the cafeteria.

Jiang An said that he had to go off-campus for something, so Wen Sui hurried back to the dormitory by himself.

It's just that until it got dark and the night fell, no one came back, so I don't know what I was busy with.

Wen Sui turned off the light, lay on the bed and tossed and turned, thinking about the past two days, and felt that he still didn't think well about what he did.

The generosity of others doesn't necessarily mean that there is no real resentment at all, maybe they just hide it and don't say it, feeling aggrieved.

After all, I should take the initiative to compensate.

It's just that his brother hides his emotions too well, and many familiar habits have changed, and his past experience has become a blind spot, and he can't start.

Wen Sui turned over, thought of the dreams he had had for no reason, fragments were broken and flashed through his mind one by one.

It would be great if I could dream about Jiang An today. Being able to predict the future in advance doesn't seem to be a bad thing.

Forget it, close your eyes, sleep, dream, everything in the dream.

After tossing and turning for twenty rounds, I couldn't fall asleep, and my mind was sober.

Wen Sui yawned lazily, got up from the bed helplessly, sat on the edge of the bed with legs bent in a daze.

Near the early morning, Jiang An stepped back to the dormitory, and opened the door lightly.

The room was dark, and the loose curtains slanted into a few gleams of light, cutting irregular patterns on the ground.

Taking advantage of the remaining light, Jiang An squinted his eyes and took two steps inside, meeting the person sitting by the bed unexpectedly.

Wen Sui was wearing loose pajamas, with one foot on the edge of the bed, the other hanging lazily, with his elbow resting on his knee.

However, the slender fingers pinched the milk carton in boredom, half biting the straw in his mouth, and looked at himself in shock.

How should I put it, seeing the arrogant and domineering appearance on weekdays, there seems to be a weird contrast.

Anyway, the impact is quite strong.

Wen Sui: "..."

Jiang An: "..."

Being arrested for stealing milk in the middle of the night or something, it is in vain that he usually claims to be calm, but Wen Sui's ears still couldn't control the redness for a moment.

It was too late to sell the stolen goods, and everyone got the stolen goods.

In line with the principle that as long as I drag people into the water, embarrassment will not happen, he raised his head and handed over the half-drunk milk, as if we would be married in Taoyuan after drinking this glass of wine: "Drink? It's not enough for me." There's a box under the bed."

Jiang secretly twisted the straw and stuffed it back into his mouth, and patted his head: "Drink slowly, I won't fight with you."

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