Senior, please forgive me!don't pull my skirt

When Mu Junchen woke up again, he looked a bit normal. He let go of his arms around my waist, retreated to the wall and sat against the wall, and asked blankly, "When did I come?"

"It's been over an hour."

I got up and sat on the footstool, consciously keeping a distance from him.

"That will cost more," he said.

"My memory is wrong, it seems that it is not enough for one hour." I said.

Mu Junchen glanced at me, leaning against the wall weakly, his eyes were still red, but calm, like a waveless lake in winter: "Are you going back to school after get off work?"

I nodded: "Back."

"I'm drunk and have no strength, can I trouble you to take me?" He asked politely.

"Yes, yes." I nodded and got up to help him.

He put his arms on my shoulders, and I helped him up. He also had some strength himself, and his long legs walked fairly steadily, and I didn't have to exert much effort.

When we arrived at the gate of the clubhouse, Mu Junchen stopped suddenly. I looked at him anxiously, only to find that he was also looking at me.

"Just go back without changing clothes?" He reminded.

I just realized that I didn't change my clothes, I almost went out in my sailor suit.

"Go and change right away." I helped him sit down on the sofa in the hall, and trotted back to the lounge to change.

When I returned to the lobby, I saw Mu Junchen sitting quietly on the sofa in the same posture as when I left, turning his head to look at the cars passing by on the road outside the glass door with their lights on. He exuded a feeling of loneliness and coldness all over his body. The aura makes people dare not approach.

I walked up to him carefully: "Senior Mu, I will help you go back."

Mu Junchen didn't speak, and put his hand on my shoulder, I helped him out, and the two walked into the cold winter night without a word.

After walking for a while, at the first intersection from the clubhouse, Mu Junchen suddenly asked me to help him to a flower bed by the side of the road. I thought he was going to vomit, but he sat down by the flower bed.

"Go back, I'll ask Ji Qing to pick me up." Mu Junchen shook his head, as if he was still a little awake, took out his cell phone to make a call.

Me: "Senior, I, I will take you back."

He looked at me: "Thank you for helping me get here, I don't need you for the rest of the way."

I stared blankly at his estranged eyes.

He didn't look at me anymore, as if he was bored, he looked away, looked at the traffic on the road, and said to his mobile phone where he was coming to pick him up. Signaling me to leave it alone, the other hand touched the ground several times before touching the phone.

My heart ached, and I walked away with my head down. After walking a long distance, I hid behind a car and looked at Mu Junchen from afar.

He had finished making phone calls at the moment, sitting by the flower bed, as if he had cut a piece of lifeless wood, in a daze, he stopped looking at the car, and just stared at the roadside trees for a while, suddenly He vomited into the flower bed.

Seemingly embarrassed, after vomiting, he pulled a few dead leaves and tried to cover the pile of vomit, but he couldn't cover it, so he gave up, wiped his mouth and continued to stare blankly at the road.

Not long after, a taxi stopped by the side of the road on Mu Junchen's side. Two tall men got out of the car, they were Ji Qing and Zhang Jigang. , got into a familiar alley, and walked slowly in the dark.

When I got back to school, it had been a while since the evening self-study and school ended, the lights in the teaching building were off, and it was dark in the school.

When I went upstairs, I deliberately passed by the previous dormitory, wanting to go in and talk to Luo Guangzhou, but he was doing homework, so I stood at the door of the dormitory for a while and went upstairs.

The door of the bedroom was open, and Ji Qing stood in the corridor. As soon as he saw me, he said, "Why don't you bring your mobile phone when you go out? Aren't you together before? Why weren't you there when we picked it up? We've been back for an hour You haven't come back yet, when Jun Chen called your cell phone and found that he was in the dormitory, his face was not right at that time, and now he is in the bathroom, drenched in water for more than half an hour, and he can't scream."

"Lu Huai is back?" Zhang Jigang also came out of the dormitory, with an anxious expression on his face, "Go and tell him to come out, if he rushes down in the bathroom like this, the dormitory will be flooded, what's going on, you two?"

I was anxious and was about to go in when suddenly Zhang Jigang grabbed me and asked suspiciously: "Lu Huai, have you seen me before? Twins can't look like this, right? Tell me the truth"

"I'm going to see Senior Mu."

I broke free from Zhang Jigang's hand and went straight to the balcony and walked to the bathroom door. Sure enough, half a figure was reflected on the frosted glass, standing motionless under the shower head, with the sound of water.

"Senior." I knocked on the bathroom door.

In less than a second, the door was pulled open from the inside with a "swish". In the hot and humid white water vapor, the male body between a fully mature man and a teenager was as perfect as a sculpture, with broad shoulders and long legs, full of strength Well-proportioned muscles with beauty, washed under the flow of water.

Mu Junchen's hair was all wet, he turned off the water, looked at me with dark eyes, and asked calmly, "Why are you back so late?"

"I, I'm sorry for walking too slowly."

My chest felt tight for a while, and I clenched my fists tightly to pinch the flesh of my palms, and I resisted the urge to cry.

Mu Junchen didn't say anything, and closed the door again, the sound of water inside stopped, and the figure on the door shook, as if wiping his hair with a towel.

After a while, Mu Junchen finally came out, wearing pajamas and pajamas, wiping his hair, and glanced at me casually, without any further words or expressions.

Feeling, my footsteps brushed past my shoulder a little shaky, and when I passed the balcony door, my shoulder bumped against the door frame, making a loud noise.

I reached out to help him, but he dodged and walked in unsteadily.

"Old Mu, your hair is still wet, so you just sleep like this?"

"Junchen, you're drunk and your hair hasn't been dried yet, you'll get sick if you sleep like this."

I went into the dormitory and saw Mu Junchen lying straight on my upper bunk, without a quilt, looking at the ceiling. Ji Qing and Zhang Jigang were talking to him, but he didn't seem to hear anything.

Ji Qing turned around and saw me, dragged me out of the bedroom door, closed the door and asked me outside.

"What's your relationship with Junchen? We knew each other before?" Ji Qing frowned, but his tone was not bad.

Zhang Jigang also came out, looked around for no one, and asked straight to the point: "Hey, are you Mu Junchen's greasy little girlfriend? Bubble, every day in the dormitory group, he tells us that his girlfriend is beautiful, that his girlfriend is cute, that his girlfriend is humorous and shows affection, and when I see you today, I immediately feel wrong!"

He came over and grabbed me by the collar, and said viciously, "He is such a nice person, what kind of little girl is he being chased and called brother? You are so wicked, you just pretend to be good-looking." The girl lied to him, are you gay? Even if you are fucking gay, you can’t use such despicable means to win over such an excellent straight man, right? You can pretend to be a fucking girl, and I’m as straight as a steel rod back then I was so fascinated by you that I didn't fall asleep for two nights!"

"Zhang Jigang, calm down, the matter is not clear at all now, did Jun Chen say that Lu Huai is his girlfriend?" Ji Qing pulled Zhang Jigang away, stretched out his hand and snorted Zhang Jigang's head.

"Are you gay?" Ji Qing asked me calmly.

I shook my head.

"Then are you Junchen's girlfriend, or boy, boyfriend? Do you like him?" Ji Qing asked again.

I shook my head, the fact that I was cheated by a boy pretending to be a girl is too embarrassing. Although they seem to have a good relationship with Mu Junchen, I don't know if Mu Junchen wants to let them know, so I can only keep silent .

"You don't like him, what the hell are you crying for? You're a fucking gay!" Zhang Jigang grabbed my collar again and tried to beat me up.

I closed my eyes and was about to be beaten honestly, when Mu Junchen's voice suddenly came from the dormitory: "Lu Huai."

"Junchen called him!" Ji Qing pressed Zhang Jigang's chest and pushed him away.

I hurried to Mu Junchen's bedside: "What's the matter? Do you want to drink water?"

Mu Junchen looked at me quietly, his face was still abnormally red after being drunk, and even his eyes were bloodshot, he said, "I don't know."

Then he turned his head back and stared blankly at the ceiling, his wet black hair soaked a wet mark on the pillow.

"Shall we dry our hair before going to bed? I'll blow it for you." I carefully grabbed the railing of the bed and observed his expression.

His eyeballs moved, and he suddenly said: "I had a bad dream, and something very sad happened in the dream."

I don't know if he's sane or not, so I can only coax him: "It's easier to have nightmares when you sleep with wet hair, let's blow dry your hair and sleep without nightmares, okay?"

But he stopped talking.

"It's good if you don't refuse, Lu Huai, just step on the chair and let him blow it." Ji Qing took a chair and let me step on it, then took out the hair dryer from the cabinet, and plugged it into the power strip on Mu Junchen's bed Let me use it.

I turned the fan to the lowest setting, stood on the chair, and blown his hair with warm air.

He finally reacted, looking at me with red eyes, I felt very sad when he looked at me, accidentally, tears fell on the beautiful and expensive bed sheet like himself.

"Don't blow it, you go away." He said slowly, his face was as expressionless as a poker card.

"He said he doesn't want you, you come down!"

Zhang Jigang dragged me down, took the hair dryer and continued to blow Mu Junchen's hair.

I was so uncomfortable that I couldn't bear it anymore, and wiped my tears while saying: "Mu Junchen, beat me up, beat me to death, I won't pay you back!"

Just hit me up, I beg you"

Both Zhang Jigang and Ji Qing looked at me with surprised and strange expressions, and then glanced at each other, which was a kind of tacit understanding to confirm something.

Mu Junchen ignored me, he was like a piece of wood.

I can't stay any longer, I can't stay for a second, Mu Junchen's indifference is tormenting me like hell, I start to walk outside, I don't know what to do, in short, get out of here first, even if I go to the road like a homeless Han can sleep all night.

"Lu Huai." Mu Junchen called out to me again, "I don't allow you to change dormitories, I don't allow you to leave. When I recover, I will settle the score with you."