my roommate

The calm is mixed with the restless summer vacation.

The more you look forward to the start of school, the more leisurely the start of school will come.

At least in the past, I would not look forward to the start of school, nor would I look forward to seeing the faces of my roommates.

When I couldn't wait to push the door open and my roommate raised his head to greet me when he heard the sound, his beating heart made me feel sick.

Sick, terminally ill.

I suppressed my agitation and tidied up the bed.

"How are you doing?" My roommate asked me suddenly.

"Just do it." I lowered my head.

"Yeah." He was reading a book.

"What about you?" I didn't want to end the conversation.

"It's boring." He said without any scruples, "It's better to start school."

"I think so too." I answered subconsciously.

"?" He looked over suspiciously: "I thought you didn't like going to school."

"I don't like studying." I corrected.

The roommate showed a clear smile and didn't answer.

The unchanging campus life seems to have changed quietly.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect or a real situation, I always see my roommate inadvertently.

Very frequently, to what extent?

He will definitely sit in my field of vision during class, and he will pass me by from time to time after class, looking at each other.

When I play, he will appear in the audience, but he always sits in a very hidden place, if you don't look carefully, he will disappear in the crowd, just like a passerby.

Whenever I was going back to the dormitory, he would arrive first and read a book by myself in silence.The number of times I go home on weekends has also decreased. When I don't go out, he stays in the dormitory with me, doing different things in the same space.

I have to say, I am both distressed and enjoying such a day.

The psychological hint of "my roommate seems to be following me" made me fantasize.I tried to dodge for a short time, but he seemed to have a tracker and appeared behind me silently.

When I saw him, I wouldn't be disgusted and disgusted, and even secretly happy inside, and then greeted him unscrupulously.

"Ha, we met again, what a coincidence."

"Yeah." He would smile back calmly.

His smile seemed to increase.If it wasn't for my buddy's reminder, maybe I would have missed this detail.

"Why does Xie Ling keep smiling at you, I'm getting goose bumps all over the place."

"Have it?"

"Are you really stupid or fake? Xie Ling always has a poker face to the dean. Recently, seeing him smile a lot, I feel hairy all over my body." The buddies rubbed their arms trembling.

I saw his reaction and thought it was funny: "It's not that scary."

He had an unteachable look on his face: "What do you know, he is gloomy all day long, and he looks very scary, and you are the only one in the whole school who wants to get in touch with him."

"There is such a saying?" I can't understand.

"Do you really think it's only natural that there are only two of you left in the dormitory? It's okay to join the army, but the other one moved out because he couldn't stand Xie Ling." The buddy held a bagel in his mouth, a little slurred: "Lao Jiang, get me some Oysters! Oysters! I'm out of hands!"

I was listening with enthusiasm, so I quickly picked up two grilled oysters for him and urged him to continue talking.

"You have to know that renting a house outside is very expensive. What's more, the roommate who rented the house broke up with his girlfriend long ago. Why spend money outside?" He said earnestly.

"What do you mean?" I said seriously.

"Xie Ling, tsk tsk." The buddies curled their lips and shook their heads: "He has a weird, eccentric personality. Only you, a bastard who is not afraid of anything, can get involved with him. You don't know, just let him behave abnormally. I heard that someone I can't understand him, I want to find fault, but I was beaten by this kid to the hospital, and I became crazy when I came out, yelling about ghosts all day, don't you think it's strange? He is obviously thin and weak."

It is estimated that my complexion is not good, so my buddy did not continue.Holding the plates in both hands, he happily continued his journey of looking for food.

Today is a regular dinner day for the regular team, and the group decided to have a relaxing meal in the cafeteria.

I chose the food to eat and returned to my seat absent-mindedly.

What my buddy said still affected me to some extent, and I couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Is this what roommates look like in the eyes of others?

Buddy used two obscure words to describe him.

"Gloomy" and "yin and yang strange".

In my mind, my roommate is dull at best and not very gregarious, but he has a good heart and is serious and dedicated in his work.

Instead of listening to other people's judgments, I trust my own experience.

"Old Jiang, what are you thinking? Come and have a drink!" It was a teammate of the team, and he yelled at me holding a beer bottle: "Today the flag has won, you have a bitter face, you should be punished!"

"That's really sorry, I'll punish myself first." I drank a glass of wine to show my sincerity.

But how could the elders in the team let me go, filled my glass again, and tried to persuade me to drink.

"Today you are a great hero, and the last crucial goal is overwhelming! Who will drink if you don't drink?" He said and handed over a bottle of wine that was just opened: "The small cup is not enough, just put the bottle on!"

Hearing him mention today's event, I was naturally very excited, and took the bottle with dignity.

"Hahaha, as expected of Lao Jiang, refreshing!" The buddies clapped the table and applauded.

"Deep feelings, boring mouthful!" The brothers in the team followed suit.

What happened next, I unexpectedly remember very clearly.

The party with my teammates didn't end until midnight that day, and almost all of them were drunk.

I felt like throwing up when I smelled beer, no, it was all over my body, my stomach was overwhelmed, and I hurried to the side of the road to vomit until I couldn't straighten up.

Feeling in a daze that someone was helping me from behind, I tried my best to look up, but I staggered and almost fell, but luckily I was caught by that person and threw myself into a cool embrace.

"Are you okay?" He didn't dislike my drunkenness, he helped me up and stood up.

"Yes, it's you." I tilted my head to look at him: "Why can I see you everywhere I go recently?"

He didn't answer, called a car on the side of the street, stuffed me in, and sat beside me.

I couldn't be reconciled, I quickly grabbed his arm and didn't let go: "Xie Ling, answer me!"

He stared at me with his head tilted: "I have always been the same as before."

Same, where is it the same?

Being drunk, I naturally couldn't figure it out even if I wanted to break my head.

I was led back to the dormitory by my roommate, and he asked me to take a shower, but I refused desperately and insisted on pestering him.

Probably because he had nothing to do with me, he could only open my closet and rummaged through it, trying to get me a change of clean clothes.

When I realized that I saw him open the closet, I immediately exploded and rushed to stop him, but it was too late.

My roommate saw the shell I was hiding in the closet.

His hand paused.

"Xie, Xie Ling..." I held his hand, sweating profusely: "Listen to my explanation..."

But he took out a T-shirt as if nothing had happened, and reached out to pick off my shirt.He turned a deaf ear to everything, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Listen to my explanation!" I thought he would perish in silence if he didn't erupt in silence, so I became more anxious and let him take off my clothes.

"Yeah." He said lightly, "Tell me."

"I didn't do it on purpose..." I lowered my eyes guiltily.

"Really?" The roommate threw the changed dirty clothes on the ground.

I took a deep breath: "...No."

"I did it on purpose." I felt the heat rising up and my cheeks were hot.

He squinted his eyes and smiled, stroking my hair as if rewarding me: "I know."

Emboldened after drinking, I stared at him fearlessly: "It's me, I did it all, I did it on purpose, on purpose, and I planned it long ago! What can you do to me?"

"What about you?" The roommate stroked my face with his hand along the hair: "What do you want?" He asked me back.

"I don't care what you are! Be it a monster or a ghost! I'm not afraid of anything!"

"Oh." He just smiled and said nothing.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier, I wouldn't do such a thing..." I shamelessly shirked my responsibility: "Do you treat me as a friend?" I grabbed his collar excitedly.

"Inappropriate." He answered very quickly.

"You...!" I wanted to say something, but he stopped me.

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