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Even with the [-] borrowed, Jiang Sui's impression points in Duan Zhuo's place fell to negative.

Walking to the lobby of the complex building and seeing rows of stalls, Duan Zhuo barely forgot about it.

The long table was covered with festive red flannelette, and teachers and students wearing work permits were scattered everywhere, busy.

As soon as he entered the door, a girl who tied her ponytail into a ball greeted her. She was not tall, only about 1.6 meters, with a cold and pale complexion, and an immature appearance. She wore a pair of glasses with transparent frames. Wearing a volunteer badge, Duan Zhuo would probably regard her as a junior high school student.

The girl enthusiastically told him where to register and where to pay, her voice was as sweet as her appearance, Duan Zhuo couldn't help but take a second look and nodded his thanks.

The girl raised her neck: "You're welcome! Come to me after paying the fee, and I will take you to the student apartment."

There was a layer of cherry-colored lip gloss on her lips, which looked wet and shiny. Duan Zhuo stared at it for two seconds, then moved his eyes to the work ID in front of her.

——Lin Jiawen.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Lin." Duan Zhuo bent down to thank you, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's a small matter!" The senior sister smiled softly, and ran away with a bouncing bouncing.

In the evening, there were not many freshmen waiting in line. Duan Zhuo quickly completed all the procedures and arrived at the last booth in charge of dormitory allocation. Sitting behind the computer was a very young female teacher.

T University is very humane in terms of management. After receiving the admission notice, students can choose their favorite dormitory online and live with their familiar classmates.

Duan Zhuo didn't know anything about the new school, and he didn't have any friends, so he never paid attention to this function.

Not busy at the moment, the teacher said patiently: "The freshmen of the same major as you have been arranged, and now only the seniors have vacancies, or you can live with freshmen from other majors."

Although the same major is good, Duan Zhuo still chooses the latter because he is afraid that there will be a generation gap with the seniors and he will not be able to blend in.

After getting the room card, Duan Zhuo looked around the hall, but he didn't see Senior Lin. He was about to leave when someone poked his back lightly, and he looked down again.

"Good guy," Lin Jiawen teased himself, "My height is your blind spot, isn't it? You turned around and didn't see me."

Duan Zhuo didn't have the nerve to say that he regarded her as someone's suitcase. He pressed his fingers on the upper and lower eyelids and stretched his eyes wide: "When I have money, I will open the corners of my eyes to expand the search range."

Lin Jiawen frowned with a smile, there were a few freshmen behind her who were also going to the North District, and Duan Zhuo followed at the end.

The evening glow is as red as fallen leaves, and the birds on the sycamore trees flutter their wings and fly to higher places.On the way, a group of people chatted one after another and introduced their majors.

Knowing Duan Zhuo's major, Lin Jiawen asked, "Then do you like to study the weather?"

"well enough."

In fact, Duan Zhuo didn’t know much about the professional content, and he was confused when filling out the volunteers. He was not interested in some of the hottest, promising, or stable majors recommended by the teacher. He only felt that dealing with nature should be romantic. , quiet, and didn’t need to spare too much energy to socialize, so I was admitted.

"Looking at your figure, I thought you were a sports student at first." Lin Jiawen said.

"Really," Duan Zhuo was occasionally interested, and the corners of his mouth turned up, "Then what kind of exercise do you think I am practicing?"

"Hmm..." Lin Jiawen looked at the even muscle lines on his arms, "Basketball or volleyball."

Duan Zhuo didn't know anything about the two things she said, he said: "My hometown is by the sea, and I only know how to swim."

"Wow! Then you can manage it very leniently."

There was a burst of laughter around, and Duan Zhuo laughed belatedly.

Pass through a tree-lined road, turn again, and you will see a row of retro red brick buildings full of small qualifications. The floors are not high, and the fully open balconies are closely connected without partitions. Sip a drink and eat popsicles.

This is a boys' apartment, and it's easy for girls to attract attention when they go in. Lin Jiawen walked to the stairs and bid farewell to everyone.

After receiving the sheets and quilts, Duan Zhuo took the elevator to the fourth floor. The environment inside was more like a hotel apartment. The corridor was in a straight line with rooms on both sides. Duan Zhuo groped to the end of the corridor.

He took a deep breath, introduced himself over and over again in his mind, swiped his card, and pressed the doorknob——

Surprisingly, there was no one in the dormitory, only a few suitcases were placed against the corner, Duan Zhuo was stunned for a second, and swallowed the self-introduction that was about to pop out.

The dormitory is a quadruple room, with upper bed and lower table, separate toilet, sliding floor-to-ceiling windows near the balcony, no worries about lighting at all, and two people sharing the same side of the bed share a wardrobe and shoe cabinet.

Although his roommate is not there, the sheets and quilts have already been made, and the brand-new laptop and tablet are spread out on the table like this. He is not defensive at all, and he should be easy to get along with.

The remaining vacancy is near the door and also near the light switch, which is probably the root cause of the lack of candidates for this bed.

Duan Zhuo quickly made the bed and packed the clothes.

Opening the cabinet door, there was only about one-third of the space left. The roommate left him a note——sorry, I have a lot of clothes. If you can’t fit them, take them off and put them on my bed. I’ll come back and tidy them up.

The handwriting is strong and unrestrained, pleasing to the eye, Duan Zhuo has no temper at all, hangs up some of his clothes, and rolls the rest into towel blocks and stuffs them in the corner.

He saw many colorful pieces of plastic, and when he picked them up, he realized that there were pieces of sharp skates wrapped in the plastic.

Figure skating?This was the first reaction that jumped into his mind.

Different competitive events bring people completely different visual impacts, and these impacts more or less affect everyone's impression of sports athletes.Boxers give people the impression of brutality and savagery; ball players are agile;

As the sun went down, the tiredness from walking all day came up in an instant, he grabbed his clothes and prepared to take a shower.

As soon as he stepped in with his front foot and took off his clothes, his roommate entered the room with his back foot.

One of them sighed: "Is this dish a little stale? Why do I feel a little pain in my stomach, how about you?"

"I don't feel it, you're just a lazy donkey who poops a lot."

Duan Zhuo's hands stopped, the voice sounded slightly familiar, but he was not sure through a thick door.

"There's someone inside." The person who entered first patted on the door, "Student, are you using the toilet?"

Through the frosted glass, one can vaguely see a head leaning against the crack of the door, not very tall.

"No..." Duan Zhuo subconsciously responded, and then lifted up his half-taken underwear.

"Then I'll come in first for your convenience."

Before Duan Zhuo could react, the door was pushed open from the outside.

All three were stunned.

Duan Zhuo was still naked, and caught off guard the gaze of the boy—the one he met on the avenue before.

Standing behind him is naturally the prodigal young master Jiang.

"Brother has a hot body." The boy's eyes briefly glanced at Duan Zhuo's chest, and he unbuttoned his belt as he spoke, "My name is Cheng Ziyao, a gentleman's son, Yuan Yao, you can call me Chengzi."

Duan Zhuo just wants to say that you don't need to be so anxious to introduce yourself, at least change the environment, and, is it really appropriate to praise other men in front of your man?Your boyfriend should be jealous.

But in the end, he just said "um", and he glanced at Jiang Sui, who looked calm, as if he didn't care.

In the blink of an eye, he suddenly realized that these two people wanted to pretend to be straight men in front of him.

Jiang Sui and Cheng Ziyao looked at him one mile and one back, Duan Zhuo felt like a monkey, his throat tightened from being stared at, and he hurriedly turned around to grab his clothes.

He walked out sideways, Jiang Sui's eyes followed him, from top to bottom, from front to back, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "We meet again, it seems that we are destined for each other, little friend,"

Before the bathroom door was closed, Duan Zhuo was afraid of being regarded as a vixen, so he bounced far away, far away from Jiang Sui, and suppressed his voice: "How many times have you said it, just call me Xiao Duan."

Jiang Sui didn't take it seriously again: "I didn't get in the car this morning, do you regret it now?"

Duan Zhuo regretted it, regretted it very much, but what he regretted was when the teacher asked him which one to choose, why did he choose a student of the same grade?

There are two gays in one dormitory, one is not a good bird, how will he live in the future?

He couldn't help thinking, Jiang Sui brought that shameful thing to school, is he going to enjoy it with Cheng Ziyao?When, where, and in what posture?

In case he is not around, at the sink, on his desk, on the bed...doing those crazy things.

His scalp is numb!

"I want to order a drink. Do you have anything you want to drink? I invite you." Jiang Sui leaned on the edge of the table and asked while choosing.

"No." Duan Zhuo ran away after finishing speaking, like a Supreme Treasure that had opened a moonlight treasure box, rushed downstairs in three steps at a time, and flew towards the complex building along the original road.

After winding and twisting for nearly two kilometers, he was sweating profusely and his clothes were soaked, and finally arrived at the booth.

"Teacher!" He supported the edge of the table with one hand, panting heavily, the sweat rolling down his cheeks.

The teacher was startled by him, and quickly handed over a tissue: "What's wrong?"

Duan Zhuo's face was red and his ears were hot, he wiped his sweat casually, panted and said, "Can I apply for another room?"

"Why?"

Duan Zhuo took a few breaths and relaxed a bit. As for why, he can't say, I don't want to live with two gays, I'm worried about being hot to the eyes.

He wiped the sweat from his neck, and said tactfully: "I still want to choose the same major, can I apply to live with the senior?"

Although the teacher is young, but he has several years of teaching experience, he immediately thought of something and asked, "Is it because you don't get along well with your new classmates?"

Duan Zhuo shook his head: "I think we have more common language with the major."

The teacher's face darkened a little: "You treat the school as a marriage agency, and you also have a common language. Are you choosing a roommate or a wife? Not to mention how long have you been here, has it been an hour? How do you know that you didn't?" A common language? If everyone wants to think like you, how can the school manage it?"

Duan Zhuo had nothing to say.

It happened to be lunch time at this moment, and someone shouted for dinner, the teacher got up and patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "In short, you should look at it first, communicate more about things, learn to understand each other, and be humble to each other. If it doesn't work, then seek counseling member, okay?"

This tone is almost like a matchmaker.

The only hope left was in vain, Duan Zhuo walked out of the building with a bitter face.

The night came with a cool breeze, and the leaves of the sycamore trees rustled. Duan Zhuo bought a bento at the convenience store and brought it back to the dormitory.

It was still the three of them, Jiang Sui was sitting at the desk, watching the sports competition attentively, these days happened to be the Olympic Games, Cheng Ziyao was next to him, his body was crooked, his whole head was almost on Jiang Sui's shoulder, You and me, as if we are going to kiss each other in the next second.

Sure enough, even if you cover your mouth, the breath of gay men will come out from other places, and you can't hide it at all.

Duan Zhuo had no choice but to pretend not to care, walked around them, and walked to his desk.

"Where did you go?" Jiang Sui asked.

Duan Zhuo replied: "Comprehensive building."

Jiang Sui: "Running?"

"Ah."

"Say it earlier," Jiang Sui turned his head and followed him with his eyes. "I have bought all my bicycles, and they are parked downstairs. I can borrow them from you."

"Thanks, but I think it's nice to go for a run once in a while."

Duan Zhuo took a shower, wiped it off, and saw that the game on the screen was replaced by a Japanese horror movie. Cheng Ziyao was startled, hugged Jiang Sui's arm, and went straight into his arms.

Jiang Sui covered his eyes and cursed: "Count me."

"Has the horror passed?" Cheng Ziyao asked while holding his wrist.

Duan Zhuo glanced at the screen, and it was clear that there was nothing on it, but Jiang Suixin said with a smirk, "Not yet."

Cheng Ziyao shivered.

Duan Zhuo felt goosebumps all over his body.

What else can this be if it's not in love?

It happened that Jiang Sui turned his head at this time, he looked at Duan Zhuo with a little ambiguity in his eyes: "What do you keep staring at me, do you want to join us?"

The author says:

Duan Zhuo: Help, here are all gay men.