Yamaishi

I don't know if it's because we haven't seen each other for a long time, but when Li Fangqian received Shen Zhuoqing at the school gate, he actually read a trace of embarrassment in the other party's actions.

Shen Zhuoqing finally didn't bring too many books this time, and changed into a sturdy bag, which is much lighter than the big bag that he enrolled in N University.

Li Fangqian pushed a [-] bar and insisted on helping him carry half of the luggage.Take it and put it in the back seat, and lead him to introduce the teaching super, the cafeteria, and the dormitory building like four years ago.

The dormitories of University B are divided by arts and sciences. Although Shen Zhuoqing did not change his major, because of the different college settings, University B belongs to the School of Film and Television Arts, and there is a whole campus separated from the Academy of Geological Sciences.

The total number of postgraduate students was not large, and the dormitory was very spacious, with only two people living in one room, sleeping on the bed and sitting on the table. This condition was considered top-of-the-line at the time.

Li Fangqian carried his luggage up to the fourth floor, looked at the rather large bed, and asked, "This time, it won't be possible for books to take up half of the bed, right?"

Shen Zhuoqing smiled, without saying a word, she opened the package and began to tidy up.

Li Fangqian stood for a while, the atmosphere was so strange that his hands and feet were cold.

"Do you want to drink ice water? Shall I go down and buy some?" Li Fangqian asked tentatively.

I haven't seen each other for so long, I thought there would be a hug or a long chat, but now, an unspeakable weirdness is lingering in my heart.

"No, thank you." Shen Zhuo Qingzai wiped the tables and chairs carefully, and said with a smile, "Brother Li must be busy, right? I won't waste your time."

"Why did you call me senior brother..." Li Fangqian couldn't laugh or cry, and really didn't want to understand what he did wrong, so he went to Shen Zhuoqing to ask Xingshi:

"Where did I make you unhappy?"

"Nothing."

"Then I was going to pick up the luggage just now, why did you avoid it?"

Because I'm afraid that my heart will beat faster when I meet you.

Of course Shen Zhuoqing couldn't answer like this, but raised his right hand sincerely: "Because I can move it myself."

Li Fangqian smiled and slapped his hand away.There was a slap, and the back of the hand was hot, not painful, but hot.

It seems that Li Fangqian also noticed that something was wrong, and he was not the only one who was sensitive.Looking at the back of Li Fangqian leaving, Shen Zhuoqing sighed, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

The happy thing is that at least in that person's heart, I am an existence worthy of careful attention; the sad thing is that now that I am so close, I can't even hide. It takes good acting skills to maintain the original state.

Is the acting department next door still recruiting?

***

The self-taught Shen Zhuoqing finally completed the performance brilliantly.

When neither of them had classes, Li Fangqian would take the initiative to come to the courtyard to find Shen Zhuoqing for dinner; in rare free time, Li Fangqian would also walk through a campus with Shen Zhuoqing.

Now there is no food quota available, but there are monthly subsidies to support life.Shen Zhuoqing found a leisurely job in the library, received a stipend, used his position to read books and write articles when he had nothing to do, and waited for Li Fangqian to come over and go to the cafeteria together after work.

There are no dances or movies in University B, and there are no strange Sijiao teachers who withhold funds for activities.Overall, both the teaching resources and living facilities are top-notch.

It's just that Shen Zhuoqing often shakes his sore wrists and thinks of the far south when he is copying the notes of drama history.

There was a group of young people passing folding fans around in a circle. When the fans stopped, some people would stand up and make a speech; at this time, maybe the man sitting in the center of the circle was smiling slightly, or maybe he was speaking calmly and quietly. The firm tone makes their blood not cold;

And after class, there may be some honest and honest students who immediately wrote a long poem and wrote it in "The Jungle"; a Northeasterner who didn't change the dormitory might open the drawer, pick out the best from the hot letters and send it to Office of Thought and Education.

After Shen Zhuoqing finished copying the last chronology, he withdrew his thoughts as the bell rang.

When he walked out of the classroom, Li Fangqian was already waiting outside the door.Perhaps because he was fed up with the grievance of being unilaterally reduced contact before, Li Fangqian took the initiative to come to him in the first month of school.

Shen Zhuo smiled and asked, "Fang Qian, what do you want to eat today?"

"Every time I say, this time you decide." Li Fangqian pushed the [-] bar and pressed it with a jingle.

What to eat is indeed a very embarrassing question. Two people can push it if they can, and draw lots when they really don't know.

"Then let's go to Shiji for breakfast." Shen Zhuo smashed the jar.

"Go again?"

It has been a week in a row, and I went to the breakfast shop to eat porridge buns at dinner time, and the owner of Shiji knew them all.

"You let me decide." Shen Zhuoqing spread his hands, feeling very wronged.

"Okay." Li Fangqian had no choice but to support the bicycle and let Shen Zhuoqing sit in the back seat.

The moment he stepped on the pedal, a gust of wind blew by, and Li Fangqian's shirt bulged into the shape of a sail against the wind.

Shen Zhuoqing carefully tugged at the corner of her clothes, her fingers would accidentally touch her waist due to bumps.The numbness was sent back to the heart, making it beat more violently.

The shadows of the branches are swaying, the cicadas are singing and the wind is high.That person doesn't know anything, but that's good enough.

Food records, library, classrooms, and courtyard buildings are all places Shen Zhuoqing frequents.As for why the dormitories are not on the list... probably for cardiovascular and cerebrovascular health.

After all, Shen Zhuoqing has a roommate with a very personality.

One week after the start of school, Liu Dong arrived late.He checked in with a bag and spoke directly. He wore ripped jeans and brightly colored sneakers. He had a pair of rimless glasses on his face in a strange shape.

Schoolwork, obligations, and regulations are almost out of his sight, but he likes to play bands with social people.

Shen Zhuoqing could often see all kinds of people in strange clothes entering and leaving the dormitory, with drums beating loudly, and he didn't know how many punishments and warnings he had been given.

Unconstrained young men and women shouted to resist machine civilization and indulge freedom in rock and alcohol.Shen Zhuoqing suddenly remembered the postmodernist works he had read.

They call it the Beat Generation.

Li Fangqian listened to Shen Zhuoqing's introduction while eating, and said with a smile: "This is very similar to my roommate in California."

It's California again.It's that roommate who recommended bars to you again.Long live Quentin again.

Shen Zhuoqing poked the dishes in the bowl with his chopsticks, his thoughts drifted back to the bar, and he didn't speak.

"Don't poke like that." Li Fangqian blocked it with his chopsticks, and moved the vegetables in his bowl aside.

...is this really a safe distance?Probably there is no concept of avoiding suspicion in Li Fangqian's case.

"Studying graduate students in B University is definitely different from N University. After all, the concept of class is not so strong." Seeing that Shen Zhuoqing has been silent, Li Fangqian thought that he was worrying about his roommates, so he suggested:

"In addition to roommates, I still need to know more people."

Shen Zhuoqing nodded, expanding his circle of life, he understands.

Li Fangqian decided to bring Shen Zhuoqing to know more of his friends.

After all, Shen Zhuoqing's life route is fixed, and the people he interacts with are limited, and Li Fangqian has the platform of the Graduate Student Union, which can make Shen Zhuoqing jump out of the narrow world.

The agreed place is on the top floor of the cafeteria, where many teachers and staff come to have dinner together. There are many dishes, the prices are fair, and the decoration is more atmospheric than ordinary cafeterias.There are many round tables, covered with bright yellow tablecloths and transparent turntables, which look quite stylish.

"My roommate, Zhou Ke." Li Fangqian pointed to the person who came and introduced to Shen Zhuoqing.

Zhou Ke has been in B University since his undergraduate course, so he is very familiar with the teachers of the school. Not surprisingly, he will be the chairman of the next school research association and the National Student Federation.He doesn't have any airs, and he took good care of Li Fangqian as soon as he entered the school, so the relationship is closer.

"This is your junior brother?" Zhou Ke smiled at Shen Zhuoqing, and naturally sat down at the main seat.

In the ivory tower, a small table is still clearly defined.

Shen Zhuo called out "Hello Senior Brother" crisply, and found the corner to sit down.Li Fangqian also sat next to him, and carefully washed their dishes with tea.

"Huh? There's no trash can?" Li Fang found out after diving in that someone had removed the trash can next to him.

Shen Zhuoqing stood up, said "I'll pour it", took two bowls of water and walked out.

"You two have such a good relationship." Zhou Ke looked at Shen Zhuoqing's back and said, "How come my junior brother and I are not so good."

Li Fangqian smiled, praised Shen Zhuoqing for being down-to-earth, smart and thoughtful, and said that it is normal to have a good relationship, after all, they have been together for three years in college.

When Shen Zhuoqing came back, just hearing this sentence, his heart moved.

Brother Li, the word "together" is sometimes really ambiguous.

Shen Zhuoqing's face remained unchanged, and he carefully placed the washed bowl in front of Li Fangqian before sitting back.Fu remembered that there was someone else on the table, and quickly asked: "Brother Zhou, can you give me the bowl too?"

Zhou Ke smiled and waved his hands, saying no, I'm rough.The three of them waited for a while, and when seven, seven, eight or eight people were all together, a group of boys began to chat openly.

Those who came late were punished three times by Zhou Ke.Shen Zhuoqing was young, so it was inevitable that he would be forced to drink.Li Fangqian blocked it several times, and even Zhou Ke couldn't stand it anymore, Shen Zhuoqing insisted on drinking it himself before giving up.

The wine table culture has lasted for thousands of years, forming a unique landscape on a round table.The bureaucracy invaded University B, and the people at the table enjoyed it.

Shen Zhuoqing listened to their chat from WindowsMe to the Sydney Paralympic Games, and felt that she couldn't get in, so she just listened silently.The wine was drunk too fast, it was a bit over the top.

"Are you okay?" Li Fangqian chatted with him for a few words, seeing Shen Zhuoqing blushing.

Shen Zhuoqing nodded, and suddenly heard someone say "translated by Zheng Qin", and immediately got excited, and praised the teacher's masterpiece and style in a daze.

Zhou Ke just looked at him with no expression on his face. After he finished speaking, he slowly replied: "We are talking about athletes."

Shen Zhuo let out an "oh", feeling bored, touched his nose and blushed even more.

Sure enough, here, apart from Li Fangqian's world, he couldn't get involved anywhere.

When the strength of wine came up, his head was heavy, and Shen Zhuoqing instinctively wanted to find the nearest fulcrum.A warm heat source approached, Shen Zhuoqing lost his mind, tilted his head and fell down.

The moment he leaned on Li Fangqian's shoulder, the chaos in front of him was suddenly torn apart.The clothes smell very good of washing powder, the collarbone is a bit harsh, and the shoulders are broad and thin.

Shen Zhuoqing's sense of touch was amplified at this moment, and the wine almost woke up at once.But he continued to lean on reluctantly, and even rubbed his cheek against his neck despicably.

Li Fangqian was following Zhou Ke's words, about to give a lecture at the seminar, when he felt the warm breath spreading around his neck, he suddenly forgot what was going on.

His mind went blank, and he could only hear the roar of hot and humid breathing in his ears. For some reason, Li Fangqian's face also began to feel hot.

"Fang Qian?" Zhou Ke reminded after a long delay in hearing the following.

"Oh, it's okay." Li Fangqian raised his head and smiled at the opposite side.No one around him noticed his anomaly, and they continued to chat about the lights in the auditorium and the new movie.

Li Fangqian lowered his head silently, the tip of his nose could almost touch his heavy and clear hair.

It seems to be the same shampoo as mine.

Li Fangqian raised his hand in a strange way, and touched Shen Zhuoqing's head. Seeing that the other party didn't respond, he stretched out his cheek even more presumptuously.

Shen Zhuoqing was startled, as the cold hand touched her hot cheek, she dodged like a conditioned reflex.

——It was by accident, right?But why, can I hear such a fast heartbeat?Is it your own heartbeat?

Li Fangqian was also taken aback by this reaction, and quickly withdrew his hand.The index finger and thumb rubbed under the table, as if digesting the temperature just now, and the heart beat like a drum.

——Shen Zhuoqing, are you really so afraid of being touched by me that you have such a big reaction when you are drunk?

And across the whole table, through the dishes, toasting and pushing cups, Zhou Ke looked at the two people opposite amidst all the bragging and talking.

The author says:

Hey, you can touch it if you want, can you two be more numb (bushi