Are you in love?the kind of life

"Hey, what are you doing?!" Hei Xiaoxiao frowned, got down from the chair, walked to Pang Zi in two steps and put the person behind her, looking up at the boy in front of him.

"I said what's the matter with you, people can use whatever they want, what's your business?"

Li Ao looked at Hei Xiaoxiao's angry face, narrowed his eyes, and grinned, "Yo! Isn't this the kid who was almost bumped into crying by me last night? Why did he come to our dormitory, yes Didn't you come to wait for that monster? What about others?"

"Li Ao." A voice that was so cold and emotionless suddenly sounded, and Li Ao thumped in his heart, and couldn't help but shiver. When he raised his head, he saw a man in black trousers and black short sleeves not far from the door of the bathroom. Francis squinted his eyes slightly and looked at him, with coolness in his blue eyes.He still held a blue hanger in one hand, and a military training jacket that was still dripping in the other.

"Tch! So you're here..." Li Ao looked away unnaturally, snorted coldly and walked towards his bed, kicking Pang Zi's pocket far away on purpose on the way.

"I'm sorry I didn't see it." A voice without any sincerity sounded lazily, and anger flashed in Hei Xiaoxiao's eyes as he looked at the person who went to bed without taking off his shoes.

"You..." He squeezed his hands and was about to speak when Pang Zi hurriedly pulled him back, "Xiaoxiao, it's okay, he didn't do it on purpose... I'll just clean it up." Pang Zi looked at him gently He smiled, then bent down and picked up the things that Li Ao kicked out just now.

Hei Xiaoxiao glared at the person on the bed, then squatted down: "I'll help you."

Francis looked at the two squatting on the ground to pick up things, glanced coldly at the person on the bed, turned and went into the bathroom without saying a word.

After drying all the clothes in his hands, Francis wiped the water off his hands and came out.

"Xiaoxiao," Francis called out, looking at the two chatting with their things packed up, "Let's go, lunch."

"Oh." Hei Xiaoxiao responded, walked to the boy and looked at Pang Zi who was sitting at the table, "Pang Zi, we are going out for dinner, do you want to come with us?"

"I..." Pang Zi touched the few money in his pocket, smiled and said, "I've already eaten when I came here, and I'm not hungry now, Xiaoxiao, Brother Lang, you go and eat, no need Leave me alone."

Francis nodded when he heard what he said, and walked out the door with Hei Xiaoxiao: "Alright then, let's go first."

"Yeah." Pang Zi had a bright smile on his chubby face, and the smile on his face faded little by little after watching the two of them go out the door.

Opening the side cabinet, Pang Zi took out the black pocket that Hei Xiaoxiao stuffed in when he was not paying attention, and slowly opened it.

Inside were white steamed buns, about a dozen of them, all steamed by Grandma Pang before dawn.It was pressed in the pocket all morning, and many of them were already crushed. Pang Zi took out two from it with a normal expression, and then took the glass jar containing pickles in front of him and opened it. The steamed bun started to eat big mouthfuls.

Li Ao, who was asleep on the bed with his eyes closed, heard the long-lost familiar voice, opened his eyes and poked his head out to take a look.

"Oh! Looks like a pig, eats like a pig."

Hearing the malicious and mocking voice above, Pang Zi paused in swallowing the steamed buns, blinked, and tears fell on the steamed buns.

After Li Ao finished that sentence, he didn't speak any more. Pang Zi raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face with his frayed cuff, then lowered his head, and continued to swallow the white hair in his hand one by one. Mouth full of sweet steamed buns, but now it tastes like chewing wax.

It’s okay, it’s okay... Pang Zi mechanically bit the steamed bun in his hand, and comforted himself in his heart. If this is the case, haven’t you already gotten used to it? It’s no big deal, you are just fat and you love to eat It is true.

"What do you want to eat?" Francis stood next to Hei Xiaoxiao in the restaurant of a canteen, looking at the window full of people in the restaurant, and turned his head to look at the people beside him.

"Can I still order?" Hei Xiaoxiao, who listened to his words, opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"Okay." Francis raised his lips and smiled, then led the people to a window and started queuing.

"The aunt at this window is nice. Every time I make a lot of ribs, I will ask her to make more for you later."

"Okay." Hei Xiaoxiao heard him say that, and smiled with his eyes bent. Francis looked at the smile on his face, couldn't help but reached out and touched the other person's head, and then retracted it before the hair exploded.

The people in front walked quickly, and the two of them arrived in a short while. Hei Xiaoxiao was holding a plate, looking at the dishes in the dining car, and chose a few that he liked.

The aunt who was doing the dishes saw a handsome boy with exquisite eyebrows and eyes in front of her. Hei Xiaoxiao's dinner plate was filled to the brim with a big spoon.

"How about it, am I right?" The two came out of the line, and Francis raised his eyebrows as he looked at Hei Xiaoxiao's plate which couldn't be more full.

"Hmm...but this is too much..." Hei Xiaoxiao smiled helplessly while holding the plate.

"That's because we, Xiaoxiao, are cute, so Auntie can't help liking you, let's go, there is a seat over there, let's go there to eat."

Francis took Hei Xiaoxiao to an empty table by the window and sat down, the two chatted while eating.

"Go back in a while and have a good rest. The class will meet at [-] o'clock in the evening. I will wait for you at the door of your classroom. After the lecture, I will go back to the dormitory with you. Remember to wait for me."

"Are you going to have a class meeting too?" Hei Xiaoxiao asked doubtfully.

"We are not a class meeting, but an evening self-study. The teacher asked me to supervise the students to study in the classroom."

"I see."

"By the way, the class meeting may select the class leader. Are you interested in being a class leader or a study committee member?" Francis asked as if thinking of something.

"Huh?" Hei Xiaoxiao bit the ribs in his mouth and looked up at him, "What is your position in your class?" He asked.

Francis smiled: "Squad leader."

"Is that so..." Hei Xiaoxiao lowered his head and thought for a while, then laughed, "Then I'll try to run for a monitor too."

"Okay." Francis looked at him and smiled softly.

After eating, the two went back to the dormitory one after the other. Pang Zi was lying on his desk and previewing the content of tomorrow's class, while Li Ao was sleeping in the dark on the bed.