bedroom literature

When you find out that your "straight male roommate" is a wife who writes BL texts or H texts——

As we all know, there are six straight men in dormitory 110.

But one of them told a lie.

Because Jiang Qiwen, the No. 6 straight man, brushed the Weibo of Yagyu Zhinan while surfing, and the three-dimensional and Two-dimensional overlap——

He, in reality, fell off the horse.

【Jiang Qiwen】

Jiang Qiwen is a homophobic patient.

In his life, he never thought that Weibo would push him gay articles.

I saw it because of people nearby, but it disappeared before I could see the location clearly.

The title is still something, "Dorm Literature".

He happens to be studying literature, he has studied knight literature, tramp literature... What is dormitory literature?Is it similar to the conspiracy of six people and eight groups?

He clicked on it, damn it.

3 people play together.

……

[brain fill up]

……

In short, in a dormitory, what a cold beauty, a gentle man, a tsundere milk dog... They lay the mats in the open space of the dormitory and took turns to fight. They are sometimes gentle and considerate to the male lead, and sometimes possessively, under the favor of various male gods. , the whole person wants|immortal|desire|death, the whole scene is unbearable.

Nima, after that, can you still use it like this...

That night he couldn't sleep anyway, and after reading it carefully half the night, he finally saw the words between the words, which were written all over the screen:

Shameless!Lustful|slutty!

Is this something I can watch?

Urgent, begging for a pair of eyes that haven't seen.

But having said that, the literary talent of this h essay is not bad, the writing style is not so simple and rude, there are basically no intuitive descriptions of sensitive words, and it follows a symbolic stream of consciousness.

Just as he was about to paddle away, he suddenly realized that the wording looked familiar...

He remembered, it was Wordsworth's "Narcissus".

...you wait for me.

"Undulating and Bumping in a Dance" is what made you write about piling?

"Extended into an endless line".Is it for you to write 3P connections together? ?

"Wandering alone, like a cloud" is what made you write sage|sage|time? ? ?

Wordsworth, this is the male god he just learned in class a few days ago.

The majestic poet laureate, the coffin can't hold it down!

He slammed his phone angrily, turned his head and fell asleep.

After a while, he opened his eyes suddenly, and began to secretly search TA's homepage again.

What else do bloggers call rabbit down...

"Rabbit Vending Machine"

pretentious!What is it, a seller of rabbit fur?

Today's little girls write something.

He clicked on the private message and said: Sister, are you worthy of Wordsworth when you write like this?

He was holding back his stomach and was about to explode——

As a result, the other party replied in seconds: sb.

Then blocked him.

Jiang Qiwen was so angry that he used his trumpet to search, stretched out his finger bitterly, and then——clicked to follow.

A good man doesn't fight with a woman, but for the sake of a man, he will be her black fan.

Jiang Qiwen checked Moments at night, and saw Liu Sheng posted: There are so many sbs on Weibo.

Filled with righteous indignation, he gave a thumbs up and commented impassionedly: I think so too!You also met? (handshake emoji)

【Yagyu】

Liu Sheng has a secret, which is to write H-texts on the Internet.A h text that knows how to be a man.

When he was in class, after summarizing various articles, the teacher finally said: "A good article, the most basic and most difficult thing to do is to empathize with others. Think about it, what articles can bring empathy to everyone ? No? So in the midst of conflicting opinions, just try to rely on it."

Liu Sheng almost blurted out: Why not?

A "how" opened his mouth, and others looked sideways, and he stopped talking again.

He said silently in his heart: H text is fine.

And silently added: Those who don't empathize are the ones who can't do it.

But he is not a production machine that blindly pursues brainless obscenity, but a pornographic er who pursues elegance.Elegance means that there are no explicit words such as "xue" and "root" in his articles, but he pursues the stream of consciousness of symbolism, so that readers can understand.

Just as the dormitory literature commented: "Although you didn't say anything, I am inin. It has nothing to do with you, I am guilty."

He is also absorbing this essence in literature class, especially poetry full of imagery.For example, Wordsworth in the last class, at first, because as soon as he saw the word narcissus, he automatically thought of CP.

He couldn't help but apologize for the poet.

Then apologetically fucked with his poems.

But he didn't expect that people would come to the police everywhere these days, come and tell him that he had defiled his Wordsworth.

If memory serves me right, the Middle Ages have long passed, right?

Aesthetics is the communism of mankind, isn't it used as a metaphor for love every day?

I can do it, but I can’t do it?

I write so artistically, why don't you go to the police in award-winning literary works?

Sex is something like this, is it still hidden in 1202?

When your mother gave birth to you, she didn't say that you were a product of dirty sex/heinous crimes?

He reassured Zuan in his heart: Cool.

But he is cowardly.

In a word, two letters, sent to Jialahei a dragon.

He couldn't be angry, but he didn't want to Weibo, so he hesitated for a while, and sent a circle of friends.

That night, Jiang Qiwen, who was in the same dormitory, replied to him, and seemed to have the same distress.

He ignored him because Jiang Qiwen was homophobic.

And he is the same.

【Jiang Qiwen】

Jiang Qiwen didn't wait for Liu Sheng's reply, but he got used to it.

Liu Sheng lived in the same dormitory and majored with him.This person usually doesn't like to talk, and he holds the computer to code every day, and it seems that walking is also an insanity.But he is an invisible rich man. He said that it is because he has been doing a part-time job writing press releases for a long time and earns a lot of money.However, he seemed to be very petty and refused to introduce him, so he also had some complaints about Liu Sheng.

But it is undeniable that it is true that his writing is good.

On the second day, in the creative writing class, the class required impromptu writing and mutual evaluation of works.

He took the initiative to choose Liusheng with the attitude of asking for advice.Thinking of yesterday's sympathy, his evaluation of Liu Sheng was: fresh and bright.

As a result, Yagyu gave him the evaluation that he had sexual tension.

He has black lines all over his face.The confusion between literary works and sex is what he dislikes the most, but he is lucky enough to take the initiative to label it.

He said: Thank you.

Heart: I thank you.

In the second class, when the teacher took everyone to review Wordsworth's "Narcissus", Jiang Qiwen was full of dormitory literature and felt uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the teacher went on to talk about Keats' "Ode to Autumn", which told about the romance and strong feelings of nature.

He once again immersed himself in the ocean of poetics.

In the evening, the "Rabbit Cashmere Vending Machine" that the trumpet followed was updated.

The comments again praised the symbolism.He sneered.

I've climbed the wall, and now my man is Keats.

What else can you do to me?

Jiang Qiwen raised his eyebrows and nodded.

……

The cry of the boy thrown on the bed faded, you removed the red ribbon covering his eyes, revealing a pair of red and swollen eyes.Because he didn't adapt to the light, he still had some tears in his eyes, so pitiful.The wrist tied to the head of the bed with the same type of ribbon struggled not to be outdone, you let him fuss, held his thin and bony ankle, and kissed it.

He kicked the corner of Leng Buding's mouth fiercely, you let him go and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Then stared at him, revealing a very slow smile.

Jiang Qiwen took a deep breath and continued to look down.

……

"Swells the gourd, puffs out the shell of the hazelnut to stuff the sweet core"

……

"You watch patiently the dripping wine"

……

"Fill their sticky nests early in summer"

Jiang Qiwen read|read it.

Hard fist | up.

"Ode to Autumn" by Keats.

The house collapsed again.