Cannon fodder first love dressed as a fake straight man

"Let me hold it for you." Huo Chi offered to help Su Qing hold the two pieces of soap, lest the two pieces of soap weighing 102 grams would tire his new friend's slender and weak wrists, "Why did you buy two pieces? The other one is... for me?"

"..."

...there will be a discount for two.

Seeing that he seemed to want it very much, Su Qing opened his mouth and closed it again.

"...do you really want it?"

Young Master Huo probably hasn't washed anything with his own hands in his life, and such an "ordinary" mundane thing that doesn't even have a brand is not worthy of being touched by his noble fingers.

But this soap is different, he is the second gift from Su Qing to himself!

——The first one is the two coins just now.

If you look carefully, these two pieces of soap are actually well cut, with beautiful curves, the golden ratio, and the pink color that represents warmth and love, barely meeting the young master's definition of beauty.

"If you really want to give it to me..." Huo Chi said reservedly, "Then I will."

"........."

Su Qing reluctantly shared a piece of discounted soap.

Forget it, the hero has already understood what he wants, and he should be able to get the lunch box right away.

I will switch classes next week, do a day study next semester, and go abroad after the exam.

Su Qing's plan was very clear.

When I arrived at the dormitory, the door was locked, and the lights were not forced to be turned off in the third year of high school. At this point, the squad leader was still playing games passionately. The little fat man was named Song Feiyue, and he was chatting passionately with someone, sitting next to the cold footbath and typing away.

Su Qing didn't buy the bed curtain, so he cleaned up his desk again. He brought a lot of books, found a rag to clean the ladder between the two beds, and pasted non-slip soft stickers on it.

Huo Chi hung up his clothes one by one in a dust bag, then packed up the crushed sunflowers in the corner, frowned in disgust, and threw them on Su Qing's table, "Here you are."

He saw this at a flower shop in front of the school at noon today. For some reason, he remembered Su Qing, and he paid for it when he realized it.

He always felt weird carrying such a sunflower, so he randomly stuffed it into the suitcase.

Su Qing didn't even raise his head. He was very focused on what he was doing. He stroked the non-slip stickers and pressed them tightly to prevent loosening. His eyes quietly fell on the things in his hands. His low eyebrows were coated with gentleness by the light. , from Huo Chi's point of view, there is a sense of cleanliness that is out of the world.

In this way, there will be garbage, and in addition to the fact that there are empty beds here in Suqing, Xiaopang and the others dare not put the sundries on Huochi's table, so Suqing's table is full of odds and ends that no one wants, even Xiaopang and The squad leader couldn't remember who threw it casually for a while.

"Hey, why are you so careless about hygiene?" Huo Chi ordered Xiaopang to take those things away quickly, very disgusted: "Isn't it usually clean when I'm around?"

hiss--

Xiaopang glanced at him as if he had seen a ghost, and was silently threatened by Huo Chi's squinted eyes, then quickly shut his mouth and lowered his head.

"Yes...it's all us..." Xiaopang resigned himself to taking away all the garbage.

After Su Qing finished the table, he basically tidied everything up. He took out the last two wet paper towels and wiped every finger carefully.

From the slightly curled joints to the pink fingertips, the index finger, middle finger, ring finger, between the fingers and the palm, every tiny corner is carefully taken care of.

Su Qing and Huo Chi are two completely opposite kinds of fastidiousness. Su Qing is very frugal and pays more attention to practical value. He is very particular about himself, which is specifically reflected in the fact that the basins for washing face, feet and clothes should be used separately.Huo Chi was fussy, it was pure extravagance and waste, he just bought the best-looking and most valuable ones, and threw them aside when he bought them.

Huo Chi briefly analyzed the hands on the small front table from the basic laws of aesthetics, and felt that he couldn't pick out any flaws, they were perfect. These hands were the same as the person on the small front table, like delicate porcelain dolls everywhere .

It will still change color.

There was nowhere to put the sunflower, so Su Qing put it upright on the table, and remembered that in the photo that Xiaopang showed him, the girl gave Huo Chi this flower.

Huo Chi wanted to support him.

The net will call people.

Su Qing expressionlessly sprinkled some water with a small spray bottle.

Huo Chi saw him playing with the sunflower all the time, and suddenly remembered that the girl was working in a flower shop today.

No.

"Give it back to me," Huo Chi didn't know what was going on, and took the sunflower back, pinching the half-wilted stalk, "I don't want to give it to you again."

"..."

What's wrong.

Huo Chi took the sunflower and went out.

Su Qing had no objection either, he was still thinking about his bed curtain.

No one else has hung it up. If he hangs it up himself, it will be a bit different, but he still wants to hang up if he is regarded as a different kind.

I want to have my own independent space.

Su Qing turned his gaze to the only talkative person in the dormitory—Xiao Pang.

"Student Song, is there a place to buy bed curtains in school?"

When Huo Chi threw away the sunflower and came back, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Su Qing walking up to the little fat man, softly calling him "Classmate Song"!

Song, Tong, Xue?

He had never called himself that much before, one mouthful of Huo Chi, and he shouted more distantly than anyone else.

Huo Chi's gloomy gaze turned to Song Feiyue, who was agitated, and his strong desire to survive prompted him to make the most correct choice immediately, "I don't know, brother Chi, do you know?"

Su Qing turned around and looked at Huo Chi, the latter turned pale, and stood by the door with folded arms and did not come in, looking at Su Qing without speaking.

He probably already figured out Su Qing's temperament, Su Qing didn't say anything, and Huo Chi didn't say anything, just stared at him.

A few seconds later, Su Qing was forced to say, "Huo Chi, do you know where I can buy bed curtains?"

"Humph."

Huo Chi snorted.

Is it your attitude to ask people?Do you know that you should call someone before you ask someone?

Are you polite?

Su Qing didn't know what his "hmph" meant, so he just stood there without moving, his right hand was held on the forearm of his left hand, and the exposed arm was white and well-proportioned. The eye-protecting light shines on it, which looks like the most delicate Hetian jade.

He just looked at Huo Chi with the same focused eyes that he had just looked at the non-slip stickers, creating an illusion that he only saw the person in front of him.

Huo Chi let out a soft "hum" again, telling him to "wait".

In a few minutes, Huo Chi came back with some sliding rods and a bag. He threw a stick in front of Su Qing and said, "I moved these from the second floor to the fifth floor. This is the latest model, the most convenient and easy to use." , I bought two and hang them with you."

So?

Su Qing looked at him inexplicably, tentatively: "Thank you?"

"..."

No one spoke for a long time.

This time Huo Chi couldn't hold back anymore, and reminded him: "Don't you have anything else to tell me?"

Su Qing looked at the things in his hand, then carefully considered what he said, reluctantly took out his small purse, and gave the last three coins to Huo Chi.

Hey.

Don't really want to tip.

I just asked him where it was sold, and didn't ask him to buy it for myself.

Huo Chi got three more coins. Although he didn't know what they meant, they were gifts from Su Qing, which was different from others.

Although he didn't call himself "Classmate Huo", he definitely didn't give Song Feiyue coins... right?

Well, he must have only given it to himself.

This recognition brought Huo Chi's mood back to a normal high level.

Master Huo did not know where to find the person who pressed the bed curtain, and he sat on the chair and asked others to toss him up and down.

It happened to be installed when Su Qing came out of the bathroom. He held his basin, stood side by side with Huo Chi, Xiaopang, and the squad leader in the open space in the middle of the dormitory, and looked up slightly at the upper bunk.

Two white bed curtains with cartoon patterns are hung side by side. On one is a little girl with two braids who is angry, and on the other is a little boy holding a flower for a kissing expression. The two have a conversation .

Little boy: "Don't be angry."

Little girl: "Hmph, don't come and coax me!"

Su Qing: "..."

The bedroom was deathly silent.

"you……"

Su Qing felt dizzy.

Hanging the bed curtain is already very conspicuous, why did Huo Chi buy couple models?

With the two bed curtains hanging like this, is it possible that no one will notice?

And that pattern is... too...

The more Su Qing looked at the angry little girl on his side, the more his face became hotter. There were too many things to say, so he rolled around his mouth and popped out the most thoughtless sentence:

"Why did I use a girl's?"

"Then change it?"

Huo Chi really didn't mean it. He told him at the old man on the second floor that he wanted two of the best-looking bed curtains, but he didn't even look at the patterns.

Who would have thought that the old man's aesthetics would be so outrageous.

At once……

... Although that angry child really looks like Su Qing.

But except for Huo Chi who knew he didn't do it on purpose, no one believed it.

Especially class monitor Li Tiedan, he pushed his glasses calmly, his eyes behind the lenses were sharp, and he commented: "You two, you are really particular."

Xiaopang was also shocked, and said in a low voice, "...Brother Chi, it's still your wave."

Su Qing grasped the basin so hard that his knuckles turned white.

"……never mind."

He hugged his water basin resignedly, wanting to bury himself in it.

The little boy who wants to be loved is mean.

If it was changed, wouldn't it be that he wanted to kiss... Forget it, he didn't want to.

He doesn't even want the bed curtains now...

In the third year of senior high school, the dormitory will be checked, and the public photos will be posted on the campus if the sanitation is particularly poor.

According to Su Qing, his roommates don't seem to be able to keep the hygiene particularly clean. If the head teacher or grade teacher comes to check the hygiene... see the bed curtain...

Then take a picture and post it...

When the flag was raised on Monday, the screen was enlarged in front of the whole school......

The grade director called the two of them onto the stage with a loudspeaker...

I'd rather die.

Su Qing got out of his pajamas and climbed into bed in despair, but he didn't expect that there was something more desperate waiting for him.

The sliders that Huo Chi bought were too long and too big, and the curtains were too small. After enclosing the surroundings, the piece in the middle of the two-person bed... was not, was, covered, blocked.

is connected...

Two beds, surrounded by curtains, form a spacious double space.

Not the single-person independent space that Su Qing wanted...

It's two people...head to head...extremely awkward looking at each other...

Su Qing knelt on the bed, with his pajamas folded squarely in front of him, and when Huo Chi came up, the two faced each other.

Huo Chi looked at him, and he looked at Huo Chi.

Most of the bright lights of the dormitory are blocked by the bed curtains, and the small dark and quiet space magnifies the subtle changes.

"........."

Su Qing clutched the pajamas with both hands, lowered his head, his neck and cheeks were ripe...

"You... you close your eyes."

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