Curve driving

In the 18 to 19 years before this second, Ji Sinian never felt that washing his face and brushing his teeth was such a restrictive task.

Even if he was crowded in front of a row of sinks with so many people before, and his arms touched his arms when he washed his face during the evening peak of the military training days, he didn't think he cared so much.

When lowering your head and splashing water on your face, you have to keep your arms back, don't give Xie Hang an elbow with a sudden shot, and be careful not to throw the water when the two bend down at the same time.

He had never been so cautious when he spilled water on Xie Hang's coach car during the holidays.

"Let's go." Xie Hang said beside him.

Ji Sinian was burying his face in the towel and rubbing it, he replied sullenly, "Yeah."

Xie Hang stared at him for a while before leaving.

He originally took a plastic cup, ready to wash it, and picked a flower from the bouquet to keep in it, but now that Ji Sinian looked like this, he decided to come back later.

Washing his face was like a kitten splashing water. Those who didn't know thought he was drowning in the sink.

Xie Hang shook the water off his hands, and as soon as he pushed open the door of 219, he heard a cry from the bed in the back: "Brother Hang! Brother!"

Liu Yan poked his head out holding the computer, with a very resentful expression: "Guess how many words someone in our class wrote for their homework?"

The one sitting at the bottom with a shaved hair cut exaggeratedly gave a 5.

Liu Yan followed the slap and said with a long voice: "Five thousand words!"

Mao Cun looked at his hand in disbelief: "What kind of person can write [-] words for a career plan just after entering school!"

"Aren't you all finished?" Xie Hang put the cup back on the shelf.

"The sum of the two of us doesn't have [-] words!" Liu Yan clattered on the keyboard, "Damn, this life is planned to win the Nobel Prize!"

Xie Hang sat on the chair, picked a pink rose from the bouquet, and placed it on the table alone: ​​"Less than [-]% of the normal class time, you can get it back by answering one more question."

The sound of typing on the keyboard stopped, and Liu Yan said, "It makes sense."

Mao Cun hugged a bowl of fruit, and sighed while eating: "I read that article, planning short-term and long-term, and wrote a SWOT of almost [-] words. Pure people live more seriously than me."

After he finished speaking, he scratched his hair again: "I don't have any life plan at all, which is funny. I have been working hard for Anda for the first 18 years, and I don't have to think about anything else."

Xie Hang took a sip of water and didn't speak.

I'm not as good as you, I don't even have the goal of the first 18 years, I've always lived to get by.

The phone on the table rang, and he saw that it was a friend request that had been rejected twice.

"I have something to tell you."

The long-lost annoyance flooded over, and he refused again: "Call me if I have something to do."

A new application was sent immediately: "It's related to Xie Cheng's son."

He used scissors to make a diagonal cut at the bottom of the rose stem, cleaned up the broken leaves, continued to refuse, and then walked out with his mobile phone.

This person claimed to be his cousin, and he calculated his seniority, that is, Xie Cheng's sister's son, who got his WeChat account from nowhere, and persistently wanted to add him as a friend.

Xie Hang didn't want to get involved with anyone in their family anymore, what happened to Xie Cheng's son had nothing to do with him.

When I got to the stairwell, a phone stuck and called.

The caller's address was Changze City, and he answered the call.

"Xiaohang." Hearing the voice was a very young man, Xie Hang even doubted for a moment whether he had graduated from college.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, he continued to say: "Hi, my name is Zhao Changqing, and I'm your watch..."

Xie Hang interrupted him: "Is there something wrong?"

He leaned against the wall and watched the small green light on the safe passage. If it was someone else, he would at least wait until the end of the self-introduction session, but just sticking the label "Xie Cheng" on everything would make people anxious.

Zhao Changqing didn't change his tone because of his attitude, and continued: "I'm sorry to bother you, it won't take up too much time, I..."

"I have something to say." Xie Hang frowned.

The other side was silent for a while, probably trying to organize the language, but obviously the language was not organized successfully, and the words were still confusing, and they did not indicate their intentions.

"It's like this, about me Uncle, I have something to ask you."

Leaving so many people not to ask, it took seven hundred detours to find him here. It seems that it is not this cousin who wants to ask, but Xie Cheng's current wife who wants to ask.

Xie Hang said, "Ask him yourself, I don't know if he doesn't tell."

He just hung up the phone.

The absurdity of this person, Xie Hang only thought it was ridiculous, but he couldn't figure out how they judged what secrets Xie Cheng's ex-wife family was willing to share with him.

If Xie Cheng couldn't learn this secret from him, then he probably didn't know it either.Most of Xie Cheng's memories were vague, and he couldn't think of anything else that was worth keeping secret.

He blocked the number.

In view of Ji Sinian's state in the bathroom, Xie Hang didn't send him a message all night, and didn't realize it until the next morning. In fact, he should have sent one.

Say anything, even posting a punctuation emoji is better than saying nothing.

When I went to 209 and knocked on the door, the room was chatting about how to spend the National Day, Ji Sinian seemed to be relieved, and there was no strange emotion.

"How do you celebrate National Day?" Ji Sinian followed him out of the dormitory building, "Actually, the Mid-Autumn Festival has not yet passed, but the calculation is pretty quick. Are you going to the hospital to accompany you in bed?"

Xie Hang took out the key and turned on the tram: "No need, I was hospitalized for two or three days, and was discharged around Mid-Autumn Festival. Are your parents coming for the National Day?"

Sitting on the back seat of the car, Ji Sinian spoke with difficulty: "Yes, but... they can come here, or I can go back, I mean..."

"It doesn't matter where I am." Xie Hang kicked the electric car out of a large group of cars, "If you want to go back, I will go back, if you don't want to go back, I won't go back."

The car drove on the road, Ji Sinian originally wanted to experience sitting in the back seat of the car and hugging his waist, but after trying it out, he found that hugging was a bit strange, it looked like Xie Hang was going to beat someone up, so he came over to persuade him to hug him move the same.

After trying every position, he finally chose to pull his clothes.

"Aren't you going back to take a look at Xie Zhou?" Ji Sinian asked.

"No need." Xie Hang smiled, "Why are you more nervous than her about her college entrance examination? There are still two hundred days left."

"That's fine. But I may not be able to take care of you for a few days when my parents come over. If you want to go back..."

"I really won't come back." Xie Hang sighed, "When Xie Zhou wants to be alone, he doesn't want to see human beings at all, men and women, brothers and mothers are all the same."

Ji Sinian opened his mouth but didn't say anything, he felt like laughing: "Is this what your house is used for?"

"That's not the case." Xie Hang said.

Ji Sinian laughed for a while, then slowly lowered his head and pressed his head against his back.

In addition to describing Xie Zhou, these words are similar to describing Xie Hang.

The two brothers and sisters have different requirements for solitude from others. This kind of solitude is from the inside out, just like throwing Xie Hang into any crowd, you can feel his solitude.

Very few, if any, actually went into them.

Xie Hang parked the car at the entrance of the second canteen, the phone in his pocket rang when he got out of the car, and it stopped before he took it out.

Xie Hang locked the car, and the call came from Xie Zhou who didn't want to see humans.

He tilted his head to signal Ji Sinian to go ahead, and pressed the callback.

He was picked up just after the ringing, Xie Zhou didn't give him a chance to speak, and just came up with a sentence: "Wrong number."

Xie Hang asked, "Who do you want to call?"

Xie Zhou didn't get stuck at all: "No one wanted to hit it, so I touched it by mistake."

The two randomly found an empty seat, and Xie Hang pulled the chair away: "Understood, let's hang up."

"Xie Zhou?" Ji Sinian looked at him.

"Yeah." Xie Hang put the backpack on the chair, and walked towards the window with him.

He sighed almost inaudibly, found the WeChat that he had repeatedly rejected yesterday, and clicked on the friend request: "Just contact me if you have anything to do."

The meal was quite enjoyable, except that Ji Sinian took Xie Hang's car all the way to the teaching building, but suddenly realized that he had to find a way to go back by himself.

"I don't understand why other couples are obsessed with sending each other lessons." Ji Sinian glanced outside, but didn't see a shared bicycle.

Xie Hang smiled and leaned against the water dispenser: "I want to stay together for a while longer."

Ji Sinian pressed the water button, stared at the smoking hot water for a while, and then took the cup over: "Go to class, I'll pick you up at 05:30."

Xie Hang took the water glass: "Then you have to travel across mountains and rivers to come here."

"Ah." Ji Sinian looked at him, "There is a beginning and an end."

There was too much boiling water, the water in this cup should be very hot now, but Xie Hang didn't say anything, and after laughing for a long time, he took two steps back and waved to him before turning around.

Ji Sinian waited until his back disappeared on the stairs before leaving.

Nanyuan happened to be in Yin Bo's dormitory area, so I don't know if this busy man has time during the weekend.

Ji Sinian dug out the chat records from 1 years ago, and walked slowly to find Yin Bo's dormitory.

The school was quite lively on Saturday, so he stood downstairs and called Yin Bo.

It took half a minute to be picked up, and Yin Bo shouted over there: "I just undressed and went to sleep, don't tell me you want to treat me to dinner now!"

"I'm downstairs in your dormitory." Ji Sinian took the phone away.

There was silence on the other side, and then the phone was hung up.

Five minutes later, Yin Bo came out of the corridor cursing, pointed at him and said, "I really owe you both. From now on, my consultation fee will be 5 an hour, and there will be no cap on the increase according to my mood."

Ji Sinian looked at him until his index finger was almost touching his nose, and then said: "You and your girlfriend are not in the same class in high school, do you lose your mind and miss her during class?"

Yin Bo withdrew his hands inexplicably: "I don't want to. Classes are classes, and dating is dating. They don't affect each other."

"Then you two stand at the toilet door chatting every day?"

"Nonsense, I started to think about it after class." Yin Bo thought for a while, and said with some confusion, "I don't know if this can be explained clearly. I think very much when I ring the class bell and the end bell, but in the middle of the classroom I won't think about it for a while."

"So I still want to," Ji Sinian said, "I want to stay together, right?"

"Yes." Yin Bo grabbed some messy hair and walked slowly towards the small garden in the South Park.

Ji Sinian looked at his toes, and said after entering the small garden: "I have no intention of staying with him. If he didn't tell me, I wouldn't have realized it."

Yin Bo glanced at him.

All the stone benches under the shade of the trees in the small garden were occupied, so they had to go further inside.

"Do you like him?" Yin Bo asked.

"I like it." Ji Sinian sighed without any hesitation, "Aren't you a professional, give me an analysis."

"I'm fucking...that's not what I do." Yin Bo found a backlit iron bench and sat down, "What's going on with you two?"

Ji Sinian closed his eyes, pulled himself out of the whole thing, and reviewed it from the league night from the perspective of a bystander.

He gestured twice with difficulty: "Yes, I confessed to him, and he agreed, but I still feel that we are the same as before, as if we were not together at all, and our way of getting along is very inconsistent."

"What kind of adjective are you?" Yin Bo said, "It's because you feel like you two are married in a business relationship."

"Ah, yes." Ji Sinian tasted it and gave him a thumbs up.

He didn't just have this feeling, since he said "give it a try" yesterday, they seem to be stuck here.

But I can't figure out which step went wrong.

"It's not that you don't want to stay with him. What you actually want is to hold back all the time, so it feels like you didn't think about it." Yin Bo said, "You still want to keep a distance from him, and you still put yourself in a crush. the position of the suitor or suitor.”

"Well, yes." Ji Sinian propped his arms on his knees, pulling his hair.

Yin Bo also remained silent for a while, and when he spoke again, there was a hint of doubt in his tone: "Why?"

"Why?" Ji Sinian turned his head to look at him.

"Shouldn't you be happy with the person you like?" Yin Bo looked really puzzled, "No matter what the reason is, even if you can't recover psychologically, you should recover physically."

Ji Sinian looked at him, and was speechless for a while, his words made him think about it, wondering if this is the usual thinking mode of their medical students.

"Don't you want to be intimate with him just by looking at him?"

Ji Sinian is glad that he didn't ask you if you don't want to kiss him, hug him, or have sex when you look at him?

But Yin Bo's question was very technical, and he immediately understood the problem.

He thought about each one very much, for example, he just held hands innocently at the door of the dormitory last night, and he felt radiant.

But Xie Hang inexplicably gave him a very platonic feeling.

Xie Hang didn't seem to have thought about walking with him for a long time, he would "give it a try" as if it was just to satisfy his sentence "I won't regret it later", that's all.