After being scumbag by my roommate brother

Yun Xizhou has always known that Xiao Wenyan is the kind of man who can easily gain the attention and favor of others, otherwise he would not have fallen in love with others at first sight.But he also knew that after Xiao Wenyan had him, he never had an affair with anyone, and a person like Xiao Wenyan didn't need to have an affair.

Yun Xizhou thought for half an hour before persuading himself, but his heart was still a little confused. He wanted to continue painting, and he was not satisfied with the completed work with the other party.

But at this time, his inspiration suddenly dried up, and he just wanted to draw casually, so he set up a small table behind him, put his mobile phone away, and quietly recorded videos on the drawing paper.

In the end, he didn't draw anything satisfactory to him. He processed the video a little bit and uploaded it to a certain website.

Yun Xizhou's account is called Xiao Azhou, and there are tens of thousands of fans. Some people like to watch the process of growing from scratch and turning decay into magic. .

Yun Xizhou's hands are beautiful, with fair skin, slender fingers, and a mole on the tiger's mouth, which will attract people's attention unconsciously.However, he himself didn't know that uploading means fulfilling the fan's expectations. When he saw the voice in the comments asking him to live-stream painting in the future, he would think about it seriously, and then frowned and shook his head in denial.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Yun Xizhou heard the sound of a car engine, he got up to put away his things, and then walked out slowly.

After such a short time, Xiao Wenyan had already entered the door, and was lowering his head to change his shoes at the entrance. When he heard the movement, he raised his eyes and then paused. He didn't know whether he forgot that Yun Xizhou was here, or whether he was still there by accident. here.

Yun Xizhou is good at observing words and expressions, and lowered his eyes slightly, but there was not much blame in his words: "I wanted to wait for you to come back to have dinner together, but I stayed in the room for too long, and it's all over."

"Well," Xiao Wenyan answered, "then stay here."

Yun Xizhou shook his head, since he realized Xiao Wenyan's reluctance and he had no intention of staying overnight, he carried the packed things on his back and walked slowly to the door.

As soon as he got closer, Yun Xizhou could smell the strange smell coming from Xiao Wenyan's body. When the perfume reached the end, it was a faint fresh scent of soap. He raised his eyes to look at Xiao Wenyan's calm and unwavering eyes. He took out the piece of paper with a list of items protruding from the pocket of Xiao Wenyan's coat.

Although Xiao Wenyan's coat was expensive, it was not so special that he could recognize it at a glance. The reason why Yun Xizhou could confirm it through a photo was because he saw the folded paper that Xiao Wenyan put into his pocket in the morning.

Probably because the low air pressure on Yun Xizhou's body was too obvious, Xiao Wenyan frowned, grabbed Yun Xizhou's arm, and asked tentatively, "Is there something urgent to go back to school?"

"No."

"It's so late, it's not safe to go back, let's talk about it tomorrow morning." Xiao Wenyan said lightly, but his eyes were serious.

Yun Xizhou also came to his senses, with an "oh", he said hesitantly, "Last night...I'm still in pain, so even if I stay, I can't—"

Xiao Wenyan suddenly laughed: "Because you're at odds with me?"

Yun Xizhou couldn't bear to ask Xiao Wenyan why he was such a gentleman to Zhang Yuelin. He was afraid that if he asked, Xiao Wenyan would think that he was making trouble for no reason.

There will be competitions in the department at the beginning of the year, and getting No.1 is equivalent to getting the qualification for tuition fee reduction. He is not very well off alone, so he can't miss this opportunity.According to the usual practice, the competition should be held just before the end of the month. Before that, there should be no problems between him and Xiao Wenyan. After falling in love, even a little emotion would cause him to lose his inspiration, so he couldn't make mistakes.

Yun Xizhou didn't want him to know the real reason, but he couldn't tell a lie, so he could only bite the bullet and take a step forward to hug him.

At such a close distance, the scent of soap became stronger, Yun Xizhou endured the discomfort in his heart, and the knuckles holding his clothes turned white.

Xiao Wenyan raised his hand and patted him on the back, and asked softly, "What's the matter? Huh?"

Yun Xizhou finally concocted a lie: "I've been bored in the room for too long, and I kind of miss you."

Xiao Wenyan was a little funny: "Then you still have to go?"

Yun Xizhou choked for a moment, he stopped talking, just lowered his head and buried his face in front of his chest, Xiao Wenyan held him with one hand and walked towards the sofa. After sitting down, Yun Xizhou raised his head and rubbed his eyes until his sense of smell became numb. Said: "Sleepy."

"Go and rest, I'll take a shower." Xiao Wenyan said.

Yun Xizhou nodded.

When Xiao Wenyan climbed into bed after taking a bath, Yun Xizhou hadn't fallen asleep yet, but with his eyes closed, he was lying on his side with his back facing the side Xiao Wenyan liked to sleep on, pretending to stop breathing evenly.

The light was still on, but the room was very quiet. Yun Xizhou couldn't guess what Xiao Wenyan was doing. He was a little curious, but he was really in no mood to deal with his doubts and questioning, so he had to force himself to fall asleep under the bright light.

It didn't take long before Yunxizhou felt it was dark all around.

Xiao Wenyan lay down not far or near him, and made no other movements.

Yun Xizhou slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have pretended to be asleep. If he was awake, Xiao Wenyan would at least find a way to perfunctory him, hug him, kiss him, and put him in the bed when he fell asleep. side.

He suddenly remembered the first time with Xiao Wenyan.

He was in pain that day, but he didn't want Xiao Wenyan to think he was coquettish, so he forcibly resisted crying, but at the end, Xiao Wenyan put him aside, and fled from the bed to the bathroom to take a bath as if he was free from restraint, he still couldn't help it He shed tears and wiped his hands with tears. He dried them with paper towels and threw them by the bed, mixing with the paper balls on the carpet.

Xiao Wenyan is 31 years old, ten years older than him. Perhaps for Xiao Wenyan, feelings have long been an accessory of life. In his life, there are more important things, such as work, money, and power.

Yun Xizhou envied him for responding to everything, was impressed by his demeanor, appreciated his professionalism and sophistication, and correspondingly, Xiao Wenyan's feelings for them would be less sincere and affectionate.

You can't have both, but as Yun Xizhou likes him more and more, more expectations and demands unconsciously emerge from the bottom of your heart, but he can only be suppressed by him.

But thinking of the photo of Zhang Yuelin wearing Xiao Wenyan's coat, the greed in Yun Xizhou's heart came out again uncontrollably, driving him to turn around and hug Xiao Wenyan's arm.

When Yun Xizhou woke up the next day, there was no one beside him.He sat on the head of the bed to collect himself, and scrolled through the comments on the video for a while. He didn't have the habit of replying, but he just kept some requests that he could do in his heart.

After washing up and walking to the kitchen, Yun Xizhou saw a breakfast covered under a transparent pot lid, Xiao Wenyan sent him a WeChat message, saying that he had gone out for a morning run.

Xiao Wenyan has always had his own fixed work and rest time, he is very tolerant, and will not ask Yun Xizhou to get up early to accompany him, and sometimes even come back after eating out early, and the two's living habits do not interfere with each other.

Xiao Wenyan didn't know how to cook, and Yun Xizhou was biting the bun, knowing the origin of the breakfast.

After dinner, he sent Xiao Wenyan a WeChat message.

[Xiao Azhou: Brother, I’m back to school]

After Yun Xizhou returned to school, he went straight to the studio. For the competition that will be held for a while, everyone knows that anyone who has an idea of ​​winning an award will not allow himself to lose the chain at this moment.

The Academy of Art in R University is actually relatively weak, only the Yunzhang Art Research Institute can still compete, and those who can get in can basically make their mark in the painting world within a few years, until they become famous and everyone wants to come.

The studio of the research institute is also the best in the department, clean and spacious, and the view from the window is even more beautiful. The quiet path leads directly to a pavilion in the lake, where some people will read in the morning.

Near noon, I received a notice from the counselor in the WeChat group that this year's competition is scheduled for next week, and the theme has nothing to do with literature and art. It is called "the effect of force is mutual."

Love is also mutual, Yun Xizhou can easily think of this, and then shook his head, the homework that has not been handed in can be called "admiration" at best, what is mutual love?

He has never experienced it.

It's hard to imagine something you haven't seen before.

Sure enough, when he handed in his homework on Monday, the teacher of the watercolor class called him to the office.Yun Xizhou was not uneasy, he had already guessed what the other party would say.

The watercolor teacher's surname is Lin, and their first name is Xiao. They were good friends when Yunjing was still alive.

"Xizhou, are you here?" Lin Xiao looked very gentle, she smiled at him, and pointed to a chair next to him, "Sit down."

"Mr. Lin, what can I do for you?"

Lin Xiao carried the homework from their class over: "Look at each one."

Yun Xizhou hesitated for a moment, and carefully spread out the work of his classmates.

Everyone's understanding of love is very different, and the styles of the works are very different, with a strong personal touch. Yun Xizhou knows his classmates well, and can tell who made them without looking at the signature.

After slowly flipping through one by one, Lin Xiao took out Yun Xizhou's paintings: "Now look at your homework again, did you find anything?"

Yun Xizhou replied while thinking: "The light in the eyes is love, the tears are also love, even the hatred and complaints after love are also love, but I didn't draw eyes."

"Why is that?"

Yun Xizhou grabbed his painting, raised his head and said, "But Teacher Lin, I didn't say that the people in the painting love me."

Lin Xiao was taken aback.

Yun Xizhou said in a low voice, "It's fine if I like him."

"Azhou..."

Yun Xizhou was stunned. When he was young, he would call Auntie Lin Xiao, and Lin Xiao would call him "Azhou" just like Yun Jing.

"Do you think...your mother doesn't love you?" Lin Xiao asked softly.

Yun Xizhou lowered his head and did not speak.

"Your mother is a very career-minded woman. If she didn't really love you, how could she fight for your custody from your father? For her at that time, it might be better to be alone. You see," Lin Xiao pointed to her desk and this spacious office, "This is what she left for you. Although it wasn't handed over to you personally, her gift may accompany you throughout your life."

Before Yun Jing died of illness, she donated all her property to the Academy of Art to build this research institute. Yun Xizhou originally had the opportunity to go abroad to study art, but he came here to see where his mother had to donate everything.

Yun Xizhou felt that there was no need to refute, so he smiled and said, "Maybe."

"Do you miss her?"

"Occasionally."

Lin Xiao paused, and finally asked her curious question: "Is this person in the painting your love object?"

Yun Xizhou paused for a second, then shook his head and said, "No, I like him unilaterally."

Lin Xiao patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, let's go back, the teacher will treat it as if he didn't find out about it for the time being."

"Okay," Yun Xizhou stood up and said before turning around, "Thank you."

Yun Xizhou walked out of the college building, and his mind gradually shifted to the competition in the next few days. After seeing the appearance of "love" in the eyes of others, he had to admit that he was flustered. known.

There is no love, family affection is also love, family affection... Yun Xizhou suddenly thought of Zhang Luyuan, and before he had the mood to call his father, someone bumped his shoulder head-on.

As soon as he looked up, Yun Xizhou saw Zhang Yuelin's apologetic expression.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Zhang Yuelin followed closely, seeing no one around, whispered, "Brother?"

Yun Xizhou smelled the scent of soap on his body, nodded to him, and started to leave.

But Zhang Yuelin stood in front of him and blocked his way: "Brother, I have something to ask you."

Yun Xizhou asked blankly, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Yuelin looked at him hesitantly for a long while, and finally managed to say: "Are you in love with someone?"