rebirth of not following the old path

Chapter 3

Pan Haogan didn't answer directly, but scanned Shangru from top to bottom, and said, "Your clothes don't seem to fit you well."

Shangru looked at the clothes on his body, and remembered that this was the shirt that Tang Yanyao lent him after his clothes were accidentally hung on nails when he was tidying up the dormitory this afternoon.

"Ah, these are my roommate's clothes." Shangru remembered Tang Yanyao's excessive enthusiasm for him, and couldn't help but smile a little.

Pan Haoqian put down the book in his hand and asked, "New roommate? Do you want to live on campus?"

Being stared at by Pan Haoqian, Shangru said awkwardly, "Well, I want to be more independent."

Pan Haoqian looked at the short-haired young man in front of him, only to realize that Shangru looked quite pleasing to the eye, and he looked like a high school student, not at all obvious that he was a year older than himself.

Feeling that Pan Haoqian was still looking at him, Shangru couldn't help but tilt his head slightly, and asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"

"I have something to do, I want you to borrow some history books." After finishing speaking, Pan Haoqian turned sideways.

"It's your history general elective course, so you can take this one." After entering the room, Shangru went straight to his desk, and handed the book he read recently to Pan Haoqian.

"Is this the book you're reading?"

"Yes, this book will help you with your final exam"

"You also took this course?" Pan Haoqian flipped through the book in his hand and found some notes on it.

"I didn't choose." Shangru touched his nose and continued to explain: "It was too late."

Pan Haoqian remembered that Shangru helped him choose his course, and looked at Shangru who was changing clothes with complicated eyes. .

Shangru is actually only 175cm, but because he is very thin, he looks very tall. He raised his hands above his head, wearing only a white vest, and the butterfly bones on his back were faintly visible. Pan Haoqian suddenly felt a little hot in his lower abdomen, thinking Why is Shangru's waist thinner than a woman's?

"Haogan, what's the matter with you?" Pan Haoqian came back to his senses and felt that it was time to vent his anger.

Pan Haoqian came back to his senses, and said kindly: "I just want to say, if you are interested, you can go to class with me."

"Really?" Shangru asked a little excitedly. If you ask Shangru what he likes most, it must be history except Pan Haogan.

Shangru wanted to take that class very much before, but he was afraid that Pan Haogan would feel that he was bothering him, so he bought a book to study by himself.

Looking at the excited child-like Shangru in front of him, Pan Haoqian laughed a little and said, "So happy?"

"Yes, thank you, Haogan." If it wasn't for his habit, Shangru would definitely jump up excitedly.

"Is this class interesting?"

"The interesting thing is not this class, but this professor." Seeing that Pan Haoqian seemed interested, Shangru opened his mouth and said, "This professor is one of the best experts in the study of modern history in the country, but his lectures are not blunt at all, and He is not the so-called liar on the street, he has really read a lot of books and visited many countries..."

Pan Haoqian knew that Shangru liked to read history, but he had never seen him show his love like this.

He has never seen such a side of Shangru, the image of the whole person is no longer just a gloomy young man with his head bowed, as if he has been unlocked, Shangru began to have a vivid image, but these images unexpectedly attracted him force.

"Okay, let's go together tomorrow morning."

"Ok!"

On Friday morning, the two of them left home to go to class together.

Tang Yanyao had already occupied a seat in the classroom, and when he saw Shang Ru walking in, he stretched out his arms and waved to him.

Shangru walked over quickly, but found that there was only one seat left in this row. He turned his head and looked at Pan Haogan with some embarrassment, and asked, "Where do you usually sit?"

"last row"

"Okay, then go over there." Seeing Pan Haogan's suspicious gaze, Shangru explained, "I'll just sit here."

In fact, Shangru just didn't want to waste the seat that Tang Yanyao had occupied for him, and because Pan Haogan was used to sitting in the back row, he let him pass.

But in Pan Haoqian's eyes, Shang Ru just deliberately didn't sit with him, and especially wanted to sit with the fool next to him.

Pan Haoqian took a deep look at Shang Ru, and sat in the row behind them with his legs up.

Shangru was a little baffled, and then he remembered Tang Yanyao who was helping him to occupy a seat, so he turned to Tang Yanyao and said, "Yanyao, thank you for helping me to occupy a seat."

Tang Yanyao raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Why are you being polite to me?"

There was an ear-piercing sound from the back row. Taking advantage of the teacher not paying attention, Shang Ru turned his head and asked, "Haogan, what's the matter?"

"fine."

Pan Haoqian didn't seem very happy, Shangru thought.

Throughout the whole class, Shangru felt cold. He knew that he must have provoked Pan Hao again, so he shouldn't have a class with him.

A class that felt like sitting on pins and needles was finally over. Shang Ru was about to ask Pan Haoqian if he wanted to go home together, when he saw him looking at the door, Shang Ru also looked over, and found a person he hated standing at the door: Ouyang.

Ouyang bullied Shangru a lot in his previous life, but he didn't threaten Shangru's life, so Pan Haogan turned a blind eye.

For example: when I was in elementary school, I deliberately told him that Pan Haoqian wanted to eat a pastry in the west of the city, but he skipped class to buy it, only to find out that Pan Haogan didn’t eat sweets at all; when he was in junior high school, there were always rumors that he was gay. Because of this, Shangru was often harassed by gangsters on the street; in high school, Ouyang restrained himself a little, but every time he saw him, he always looked disgusted and contemptuous, until now.

Seeing that Pan Haoqian was just sitting there, Ouyang stepped in and said to Pan Haoqian in a drawn-out tone: "Pan-er-shao, don't leave after class."

Pan Haoqian signaled him to wait a moment, and stopped Shangru who had just packed his schoolbag and was about to leave: "Shangru, where are you going?"

"Shangru?" Ouyang looked at the handsome boy in front of him in shock, and after careful identification, he realized that it was really Shangru.

"I'm going home." Shangru ignored Ouyang's impolite behavior of staring at him, and said directly to Pan Haoqian.

"Let's go together." Seeing Shang Ru looking at him in surprise, he said, "What? Or do you have other arrangements."

After speaking, he still looked at Tang Yanyao who was standing next to him.

"Okay, but what about your friend?" Even Shangru and Ouyang grew up together, but Shangru doesn't seem to have anything to do with Ouyang.

"What's your tone? You don't want me to follow?" After Ouyang recognized him, he habitually felt a little disgusted, so he added: "If you didn't have to live in my good buddy's house, I would spend my whole life with someone like you I can't even look down on it."

Tang Yanyao heard the man's undisguised sarcasm, frowned and walked between him and Shangru, and said, "Brother Yang, what you said is too much."

Pan Haoqian looked at Shangru who was standing behind Tang Yanyao with his head bowed, and suddenly felt that this fool in front of him was a bit annoying.

"It's you, Ah Tang's younger brother, right?" Ouyang recognized that he was the younger brother of his good buddy, and said to him, "Since you call me Brother Yang, I really have to remind you to stay away from this dog skin plaster." A little, so as not to stick to the body and not be able to tear it off."

Tang Yanyao frowned even tighter, with a rare serious expression on his face. Just as he was about to say something, he realized that Shangru behind him had already walked to the door of the classroom, so he hurriedly left a sentence, "I'll tell you next time." ran out.

"This kid..." Ouyang shook his head and smiled, looked towards the door of the classroom, and said, "It's strange, why did the kid surnamed Shang run away today?"

Turning his head, Ouyang realized that something was wrong with Pan Haogan.

"You know how to punch?" Pan Haoqian walked out of the teaching building holding Ouyang by his collar, and threw him on the back seat of the car.

When he came to the boxing room, it wasn't until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen that Ouyang realized that today Pan Haogan was clearly unhappy with him and wanted to beat him up.

Stretching out his hand to block a heavy blow, Ouyang begged for mercy and said, "Come on, Haozi, I didn't mess with you today."

"I'm in a bad mood." Pan Haogan stopped his hands, looked at Ouyang's surprised face, and said in a deep voice, "Besides, you should control your mouth."

After being unilaterally beaten for nearly half an hour, Ouyang finally realized, was Pan Haogan fighting for Shangru?

"What? You won't really be chased by that kid, will you?"

Venting out the emotions in his heart, Pan Haoqian regained his emotions and said, "He doesn't pester me anymore."

"How is it possible?" Ouyang said with a face of "I don't believe it", and said, "Maybe this is his way of trying to get him."

"It's true, so you have to pay attention to your attitude towards him in the future." Pan Haogan packed his clothes and prepared to leave.

"What do you mean?!" Ouyang followed behind Pan Haoqian, trying to express his shock with tone and volume.

"Remember, he is my family now." Pan Haoqian gave him a warning look and said.

Pan Haoqian threw the car keys in his hand to Ouyang, went out and took the driver's car and left, leaving Ouyang with a masked face to reflect on himself.

Back home, Pan Haoqian heard conversations and laughter coming from the direction of the restaurant at the door, opened the door and went in, and saw Pan's father, Pan's mother, and Shangruhuan—Tang Yanyao.