Don't Talk To Me!

After being a roommate for so many days, Yu Sheng can almost tell when Jin Linkun really wants to care about others.

But he still couldn't figure out how this person could do such a considerate thing so kindly and deserve a beating.

He even felt as if he saw a vague halo of fatherly love above Jin Linkun's head.

……

After lifting his legs through the quilt and kicking the person back into the chair, Yu Sheng realized that the halo might be caused by the desk lamp behind his head.

Jin Linkun was very particular about reciprocity. Not only did he help him fill out the form, but he also neatly found the one he hadn't had time to look at carefully. With the exercise book on his back, he also copied his phone number on his emergency contacts.

There was no table beside the bed, so when Yu Sheng lay back, he lay on the edge of Sheng's pillow, glanced at the phone, and copied the saved number on the paper.

Yu Sheng closed his eyes.

Jin Linkun's writing is not fast, the tip of the pen brushes across the paper, and there is an unusually clear rustling sound.

"okay."

Jin Linkun was quite satisfied with this operation, and the pen in his hand turned around in a decomposed slow motion, and specially told him in advance: "If you can't find me, go to the Internet cafe behind the wall."

Yu Sheng didn't feel that he needed to find him, so he moved in, squinted his eyes and glanced at the paper.

The light came from behind Jin Linkun, a bit dazzling, and the names and phone numbers of the two of them were filled in each other's blanks.

The small tables are filled to the brim.

"pretty good."

Yu Sheng yawned, and stretched the quilt upwards: "Have you considered the possibility that we both won't get up one day in the future, and they need to find the possibility of the two of us together?"

Jin Linkun: "..."

In the cycle of no solution, Jin Linkun insisted that he would not get out of bed as the optimal solution.

Seeing that Yu Sheng was really sleepy, Jin Linkun put the two forms into the workbook, picked up the stool and went back to his desk, and turned off the light on this side for him.

The light dimmed, and there was a slight crackling sound in the room again.

Yu Sheng was lying on the bed, and for some reason, his originally chaotic thoughts suddenly settled down in an orderly manner.

Many pictures faded, leaving only a vague, warm yellow light.

Yu Sheng buried it in the pillow and closed his eyes again.

This time he fell asleep not long after.

It took three days for the basic information form to be accepted.

As Jin Linkun said, most of these information forms are indeed not read by anyone, and when they are handed in, nothing happens, and no follow-up action is seen.

On the contrary, there was a small incident in the seventh group.

The reason is that there is an exclusive night study toilet for the tie-breakers of the outside group.

When Yu Sheng heard the reason, he was inexplicably shocked. He rarely stopped the progress of brushing the questions, and raised his head: "What bathroom?"

"The bathroom for night study, the fourth floor has always been occupied by our group, and there is no room for it, but they still occupy the seat with a bucket!"

The boy who was giving a passionate speech didn't pay attention to who asked the question, and he answered, filled with righteous indignation: "Everyone comes first, first come first, every time we go there early after washing up, why are they so bad manners?"

"Okay, okay, Xia Junhua, don't be so excited."

The group leader of the seventh group sat in the middle, rubbing his forehead: "Let's go to negotiate first, see their attitude, and talk if we can't talk...Cen Rui, have you made any progress?"

The thin boy with glasses in the corner quickly pressed his phone a few times and pushed his glasses: "The one who occupies our place is from the second group. I can get the photos of the list later..."

A group of people got together to work together, and Kong Jiahe was squeezed to the side, a little unable to blend in, and tried to persuade: "Wan, Teacher Wan said, we have to combine work and rest—"

"What's the matter with you, Lao Wan dares to say it, and you really believe it. Did you come out of the big H?"

The boy in the front row of Yu Sheng patted him on the head, dropped his book and rolled up his sleeves, and moved over to him: "I know the second group. There are a few who go to the same school as me. They are not easy to deal with. You have to outsmart them. Listen to me. At least three plans must be prepared."

"..."

Yu Sheng put down his pen, turned his head and wanted to ask Jin Linkun about the normal state of an ordinary high school top student, seeing the shock and astonishment in his eyes, he swallowed the words back.

"friend."

Jin Linkun couldn't hold back before him. He touched him with his elbow and lowered his voice: "I haven't been back for a year. I don't know much about it. Is this new senior year so passionate?"

Only then did Yu Sheng realize that he was not familiar with him, so he shook his head and looked forward again.

Lao Wan's method seems to be really effective, and the students in the seven groups obviously established a deep friendship after that group activity.

A group of people worked together in a division of labor, eagerly discussed, and quickly made a careful plan, ready to negotiate with the enemy team about the right to use the bathroom.

Before the evening self-study started, a group of people cheered and rushed out of the classroom.

A few girls didn't have troubles related to the bathroom, but were also inspired by this inexplicable sense of call, and followed them out to help in a rainy day.

Kong Jiahe didn't persuade anyone, and looked back and forth at the door in a dilemma.His eyes drifted to the only two big men who didn't move at the back of the classroom, he froze instinctively, and finally followed out the door tremblingly, and closed the door lightly outside.

Yu Sheng put down his pen and thought about the whole thing carefully.

No. [-] middle school has students who study hard, but they are not serious enough.

For top students, grabbing a place to study is probably closer to looking for a place after their court is occupied.

Jin Linkun lowered his eyes, held a pen in his hand, and was not looking at the competition question book in front of him. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Yu Sheng finally straightened out his logic, sat up, and touched his arm.

Before he could speak, Jin Linkun said, "Yu Sheng."

His tone was different from usual, Yu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then turned around: "Why?"

Jin Linkun's index and middle fingers on his right hand made a mistake, and the pen turned more than half a circle, but it still didn't fall back between his fingers, and fell on the table with a thud.

"You said."

He didn't pick up the pen, his tone was quite calm, and his voice fell into the empty classroom: "Make friends—is it interesting?"

Yu Sheng frowned.

He didn't speak, stretched his arm, and took the pen from Jin Linkun's arm.

Then he took off the cap of his own pen, put it on the other end as a counterweight, tried to turn it in his hand, and handed it back.

Jin Linkun raised his eyebrows, looked at the hand that was held straight forward, and smiled softly for a while: "Thank you."

It seemed that he didn't intend to ask any more, and the sudden strangeness was suppressed, and he brought back his usual lazy smile.

"I do not know."

Yu Sheng waited for him to take it, and suddenly said, closing the exercise book: "I'm not very familiar with good students."

Jin Linkun was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and nodded: "Okay, reading——"

Before he finished speaking, Yu Sheng had already stood up by his wrist.

The hand clenched between the wrists was slender and clean, and it was loosely looped, without any effort, but it seemed that it was very difficult to break free.

Jin Linkun followed him up and took two steps forward, a little puzzled: "Yu Sheng?"

"If you don't know, just try."

Yu Sheng pulled him out: "It doesn't cost money, come back if you're not interested, hurry up and study with me."

Jin Linkun actually mentioned many times to study with him, but it was the first time Yu Sheng mentioned it himself.

The young man's tone was a bit aggressive and stiff, and somehow he seemed a little pretentious.

The hand pulled him involuntarily, opened the door, and left the classroom.

Jin Linkun was dragged all the way by him and forgot to stop.

The activity rooms of each group are different, and the classrooms for evening self-study are all next to each other.

After bypassing a corridor, a group of noisy people appeared at the door of the classroom at the corner.

The negotiation process was not very smooth.

The second group insisted that the toilet is public property, everyone who sees it has a share, and everyone has the right to use it.

The seventh group took a step back and proposed to remove those buckets, fair competition first come first served, but still failed to reach a consensus.

"..."

Yu Sheng listened from behind and couldn't help but rubbed his forehead vigorously.

Standing beside him, Jin Linkun's previously rare and abnormal state has disappeared, and he has regained his usual casual laziness, and he lowered his head and talked to him with great interest: "Friend, I heard that when you were in No. Jia often helps to suppress the market..."

Yu Sheng was expressionless: "What do you say, I will fight for the toilet?"

Jin Linkun couldn't hold it back anymore, he laughed out loud, met Yu Sheng's gaze, coughed lightly and couldn't help it: "My fault, I stopped laughing."

Yu Sheng's head hurt a little while listening to these tyrants citing scriptures, and he raised his hand to press his temple: "Which toilet? Can I just go and help them throw those buckets of water out the window?"

"No, it's not about the buckets of water now."

Jin Linkun's hearing is very good, and when he was talking to him, he was also distracted to listen to those people arguing, pointing at the crowd with his arms folded, and dutifully broadcasting to him: "Now it's a matter of the dignity of the two groups, and they are discussing how to fight."

Yu Sheng: "..."

Yu Sheng: "I don't think they should fight to solve the problem."

Jin Linkun nodded and listened carefully: "They have decided on the Rubik's Cube, Sudoku and Tetris, and are going to draw lots with equal probabilities to determine the candidates."

……

Yu Sheng seriously considered whether he should die from here and lead his dormmates to make friends, so he went back to continue studying now.

"Look again, it's quite interesting."

Jin Linkun seemed to be completely interested, and raised his hand to hold him: "The number is written on the signature, maybe you will be drawn..."

Yu Sheng casually denied: "Impossible—"

Yu Sheng: "..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew it was not good. He glanced at Jin Linkun who was still unclear about the situation in front of him, took a deep breath, and spoke clearly: "If you beat me, you will be next."

Jin Linkun raised his eyebrows: "?"

Yu Sheng stared at him and licked his tiger teeth.

The leader of the seventh group pulled out three pieces of paper, patted them in front of the leader of the second group, snatched the three pieces of paper drawn out by the other group aggressively, and unfolded them one by one.

The two groups can't wait to poke their heads to see.

……

Little by little, the entire corridor fell silent.