Jiang Hao

It's similar to roommates who don't like to be clean.I lay on his bed, the hand holding the wine glass was hanging outside the bed, and the other hand was under my chin, and I didn't listen carefully.

Jiang Hao may only be able to drink now. He rubbed his temples, put the wine glass on the side of the bed, turned around and pillowed it on my waist, and continued to talk about how his wonderful roommate quickly let the other three people drink. I hated him for half a year.

The effect of the alcohol was a bit harsh on me, and the part of my skin that was on his pillow started to burn.The sleepiness on his body and his hair have become the medium of heat transfer, and I have difficulty breathing due to the heat.The more this happened, the less I dared to take a big breath, worrying that the violent ups and downs of my body would make him feel strange about me.A vicious circle, and for a second I started to worry that I was going to suffocate.

I slept in his bed that night.

It was Jiang Hao who got drunk first, and in terms of volume, he also drank more than me.

Jiang Hao likes to move around when he sleeps. When he was sleeping on the same bed at my house, I occasionally woke up in the middle of the night to find his feet on my lap.

I woke up again in the middle of the night that night. Jiang Hao's calf was touching the skin on the outside of my thigh. I woke up immediately, and the touch became very clear.I usually hang shoulders with Jason. Two months into school, there was something wrong with the bunk bed in my dormitory. I even shared two nights with Jason on his broken bed.I knew very clearly that skin-to-skin contact was a completely different feeling than before, and my body was on fire.

In the second half of the night, I didn't fall asleep again.

The next day I thought about packing up and going home.

"Are you going back today?" Jiang Hao was a little taken aback when I proposed to go home suddenly.

I nodded, "My dad called me in the morning and told me to go back to grandma's house to help with work." I lied.

Jiang Hao's father is not a local, and he stopped coming to this city after the divorce.In previous years, he spent New Years with his mother, but this year his mother just got married for the second time. She went to the man's hometown for the New Year, and she could only come back on the fourth day of the new year.

My family has a tradition of celebrating the New Year every year. I go to grandma’s house for dinner on New Year’s Eve, then go back to my own home, and then go there again on the first day of the new year.It's not that they are not filial, the old couple who are about to be 80 like to go to bed at 8 o'clock, they can't be shaken, and the younger generation of the family dare not break the rules.

I told my dad a few days ago that after dinner at thirty, I went to Jiang Hao’s house to sleep, and he was alone.There is only one person on New Year's Eve who is a bit lonely. Part of me thinks so, but there is also a large part of the reason that I don't want to go home and listen to my dad nagging, so I can stay for a while less.

I left Jiang Hao's house at the age of 27, and I would never go to work at my grandma's house.

On New Year's Eve, after having dinner at grandma's house, I remembered that Jiang Hao was at home alone, and I felt a little complicated.

Near midnight, he texted me: [Happy New Year. 】

At that time, my parents and I were sitting on the sofa, watching the boring Spring Festival Gala. 【Happy New Year. ] I reply.

A few minutes later, when I thought the polite and polite greeting was over, he asked me: [What are you doing? 】【Watching TV, it’s not interesting.And you? 】

【I drank the small half bottle of vodka from last time. 】

Seeing this text message, I regret that I didn't go to his house as promised.When we had a drink last time, we said that the remaining half bottle should be drunk on the New Year's Eve night, just to welcome the New Year.

Compared with regret, a feeling that made me more panic flowed wantonly in my heart.

A few days after the end of the new year, the school started before the [-]th day, and the high school supplementary exam was accompanied by the start of school.

The day of the make-up exam was the most memorable day in my whole freshman year.

That day, I first experienced Jason's dramatic worship of "Brother Chun" for me (the college students at that time were always "Brother Xin Chun failed to fail the subject"), and then I experienced the cynicism of an idiot who had a bad relationship with me in our dormitory Said that I must not pass the exam.

When I arrived at the examination room, I found that I was relatively late.

Following the seat number, I found my place in a panic. After sitting down, I looked up to my right hand. Jiang Hao was sitting there smiling at me who was out of breath.

I was stunned. I don't believe that anyone in the whole school would fail a subject. Besides, during the two weeks of studying at his house, he knew everything, so how could he fail a subject.

Looking to his right, I understood what was going on, which also answered my other question.

Lu Zhengyang squinted at me, then looked at the teacher in front of him, not intending to say hello to me.The bastard asked Jiang Hao to fail the subject on purpose and then sign up for the make-up exam together, so that he could pass the course by using the opportunity of the make-up exam seats together.

This matter made me so angry that I almost stood up and left, I was furious in my heart, it was nothing else, I felt very disgusted by Jiang Hao's humiliation of myself.

When answering the paper, the anger in my heart was getting higher and higher.

"Which one won't tell me in a while." Jiang Hao still told me so when passing the test paper.I think I asked my student number to help me cheat, 'Brother, thank you so much. 'I cursed in my heart, but I didn't say anything, and I didn't bother to talk to him.

That piece of paper is also difficult for me.

After I answered a few questions, I found out that these questions were all studied at Jiang Hao's home at that time. He took the book and drew them one by one for me.The difference between our school’s make-up exam papers and final exam papers is only 20% at most. In other words, Jiang Hao had already memorized all the questions during the exam.

The process of answering the questionnaire was like pouring cylinder after cylinder of engine oil into my heart.

I really couldn't bear it, so I counted and answered the questions, 80% of which were similar, filled in the answers, and I didn't even look at the remaining 20%.I stood up, walked towards the front of the classroom without squinting, and threw the paper and answer sheet on the podium together.Because of too much force, there was a lot of movement, and the paper slipped to the ground.

The young teacher invigilating the exam was stunned and said to me, "Come here and pick it up."

I didn't want to stay for a second longer, I squinted at the teacher, then looked at the paper on the ground, raised my foot and swaggered out from the front door of the classroom.

Later, for no reason, I got the name of disrespecting the teacher. It spread among the whole school, and my dad talked about it for several days.

Of course, I also learned a lesson. My high math make-up test score was 60.This is a score that everyone finds embarrassing. The parents ask the teacher if they can give the score according to the score.But I really pissed them off, and the results of the make-up exam have never changed.

It is impossible for me to roll the noodles to be 60. This is simply a lesson for me.The significance of this lesson to me is that the GPA was lowered when I applied abroad, which affected the application results.

This matter is too ironic, after all, I am the first person who 'parents call the teacher only to seek truth from facts'.My father often nags me because of this matter, and when I am overwhelmed, I will go back, "You call the high math test, and they won't correct it. How can I just write my grades for the make-up test now? You don't have enough face, and the teachers of the Faculty of Science don't buy it, so you don't blame me at all."

After hearing what I said, my father was too angry to speak.

This is how it is in colleges and universities, with chicken feathers as arrows, and the rules of the game.

On the night of the make-up exam, Jiang Hao called me.He said: "Finally the exam is over, let's go out and celebrate."

When Jiang Hao called, I was having dinner with Jason.The two of us took the school bus back to the old campus, and he asked me to treat him to a good meal.

I was upset at the time, so I withdrew from him.I didn't want to answer Jiang Hao's call at first, but after hesitating for a while, I still didn't control myself.

"I'm eating out..." Although this was the truth, saying it against him made me feel a lot better.

"Really..." His tone made it difficult for me to hear whether it was doubt or affirmation, "Okay then, let's talk about it later."

After hanging up his phone, I started to murmur in my heart. According to Jiang Hao's sensitivity, he probably felt that I deliberately didn't want to see him.

That meal was terrible, so I urged Jason to say, "Hurry up and finish eating, I'll take the car back to the new campus in a while."

Jason froze, thought for a while and asked me, "Is there something wrong with your girlfriend on the phone?"

"Don't worry about it..." I prevaricate him, saying that I haven't contacted Gao Siyan for several days since school started.

"Crazy, tomorrow Friday we have no class in the morning for our major, and it's a mess of politics in the afternoon. Find someone to sign in and it's over. Why are you going back tonight?" Jason muttered, and the chopsticks in his hand were gone. speed up.

I took the school bus at 10:20, and it was past 11 o'clock when I arrived downstairs in the dormitory.Although Jason didn't come back with me, I subconsciously felt guilty about Jiang Hao's return, so I called him as soon as I got off the school bus.

"Where are you?" I asked him.

Jiang Hao was stunned for a few seconds, "Dormitory, it's almost time to turn off the lights." Our school turned off the lights at 11:30 and locked the dormitory door. After that, the heavenly king and I will not even try to call the dormitory door open. Mom can't wake up.

"Come down, I'll wait for you in the playground."

Just a few days after school started, it was still a bit cold to wander around the playground at night.

A few minutes later, Jiang Hao ran to me along the path between the playground and the dormitory building. He slowed down after seeing me.

"I just had dinner with Jason and took the school bus back." I explained when I saw him.

Jiang Hao nodded.

"Jason, you probably don't know each other. You hang out with me all day. We are professionals." After explaining, I regretted it. When I have dinner with whom, I can't ask you first if you want to call today.

"I know him and have a good relationship with you." Jiang Hao interrupted me.

I felt that the atmosphere was a little bit wrong, so I turned around and walked forward, not wanting to look at him