Xueba loves to answer me and ignores me

I had a choice disorder, jumping back and forth between going home and throwing myself into the trap and rushing to the mall to buy a few things.

When I finally decided to go out to buy, I had already missed the best time to go out. The auntie in charge locked the iron door tightly and ignored my appeal.

By the time I returned to the dormitory in despair, Sugakoshi had already changed into pajamas and was lying on the bed ready to go to sleep.

Seeing me coming back from outside, he asked me where I had been.

I told him the whole fucking process with a sad face.After the lecture, I felt that the way he looked at me was not right, and there was no relief, only helplessness left on his face.

In the end, he found two pieces of clothes from the closet for me to change and wash. I was moved and cried. The socialist brotherhood is sincere and does not deceive me. If I can make friends with a good brother like Suga, I will die without regret.

The clothes are made of pure cotton, and they look good, but there is a shortcoming, it seems a bit big to wear.

Kan Yue saw that I came out of the toilet with bare legs and found this problem. After searching through the box for a long time, he couldn't find a smaller one.

Alas, what else can I do, just make do with it.

After washing up, I lay on the small single bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, which was more uncomfortable than sleeping on the sofa in the hospital.

I was a little shorter than Suga, and I couldn't sleep comfortably. I wondered if Suga had a more uncomfortable sleep, and then I couldn't help calling him.

Just when I thought he had fallen asleep and was about to close his eyes, he who was sleeping across from me suddenly said, "Can't sleep?"

I leaned sideways to face him, and hummed softly, 'hmm'.

Today is exactly half a month, and the bright moonlight shines through the iron window, printing on Kankoshi's quilt, one by one.

Maybe it was the moonlight, or maybe it was my brain cramps, I suddenly asked him why he suddenly decided to live on campus.

Obviously he is not a person who likes to lie, he will not talk to me if he doesn't want to answer, and he will naturally tell me when he wants to answer.

I was about to fall asleep waiting for him to speak before he said indifferently: "I can't take it anymore."

I dozed off and woke up.

Unbearable?Can't stand what?

Kan Yue sighed, and said slowly: "Gu Xingzhi, you provoked me first, don't regret it later."

I was confused by his unclear sentence.If I took the initiative to make him a friend, then I was the one who spoke first, I admit.But it would be wrong to say that I made him angry, and I can guarantee that I have never been so kind to people.

"Suga, I don't regret being friends with you, don't worry."

It may be that I spoke too touchingly, and suddenly turned on the hidden switch of the dormitory night meeting. Kan Yue lay quietly opposite me and slowly told me about his family.

Including his drinking and gambling father, his mother who left him to run away, and his old wounds and new wounds.

After he finished speaking, it was almost two o'clock, and he asked me plainly if I still wanted to be friends with him.

I am now at war with heaven and man in my heart, not only because of my anger at his family situation, but also against him.

I couldn't take it anymore, I sat up from the bed, walked over to his bed, bent down and gave him a socialist hug under his questioning gaze.

"Suga Koshi, don't worry! In the future, if I have a share, I will have yours!"

Suga Koshi didn't dare to move at all for my manly behavior, he pushed me back to the bed with a cold face, turned over and was about to end our night talk.

I thought he might be sleepy, so I didn't ask to continue.

"Don't sleep on your side, put your legs down."

With the pleasure of getting closer to Kangoshi, I slept soundly, and almost missed the morning self-study the next morning.

In fact, it’s okay for me not to go to class, mainly because there is a patient who needs me now.

Suga Koshi said he was supervising my study, and he didn't delay for a second, and then changed his position back. As soon as he saw me lower my head, he immediately rolled up the book and hit me on the head.

As expected, I have practiced. Although the beating is very loud, it doesn't hurt.

As for how the sudden friendly relationship between Sugakoshi and I was spread among my classmates, I never cared.

I am me, and Suga is Suga, what kind of business do we have to do with them?

School bullies just like to be friends with school bullies. Is it preventing them from becoming well-off or hindering them from building a harmonious society?

baffling.