Rival says he loves me

When Fang Gayao woke up, there was no one in the dormitory.

But the things on the wooden table are cafeteria breakfasts, with egg flowers floating on a bowl of salty grits, and two slices of scallion pancakes lying beside it.

Just waking up with a particularly sensitive sense of smell, Fang Gayao got out of bed barefooted onto the wide-faced bench, hugged his knees in front of his chest, stirred the grits soup twice with a spoon, and turned the green onion wreath up from the bottom.

Fang Gayao usually doesn't eat breakfast. When he lived in the apartment, he couldn't eat three times a week.

Now that the ready-made ones are placed on the table, I bowed my head to taste a couple of mouthfuls, touched my phone by the way, clicked on Wu Wei’s WeChat, and typed on it.

-Thanks.

-woke up?Classroom 510, two seats in a row, macroeconomics.

- You can come after eating.

Fang Gayao stared at the phone, and didn't even put the soup in his mouth.

He hung his hand on it for a while, and then answered to know.

Waiting for Fang Gayao to finish eating and washing, he went to the balcony to look for clothes. He looked up and found that his white shirt from last night had already been floating on the hanger, and now it was blown left and right by the wind, next to the underwear he gave to Wu Wei.

There are also yellow ducks embroidered on the side of the pure English letters and on the seams of the trousers.

Easy to recognize.

At that time, I didn't look for it carefully, I just found a big one for Wu Wei to replace, and I will look at it now.

Stretched.

I lay on Wu Wei's bed all night, sticking to him from behind. Wu Wei started sweating in the middle of the night, and both of them were stuck together, but Fang Jiayao didn't let go, and hugged him all night.

In the morning, Fang Jiayao was conscious when he fell asleep, but Wu Wei was so angry that he took a shower and went out. He didn't wake up, so he went to bed late.

It's only eight o'clock now, half an hour before class, Fang Gayao stood at the balcony door for a while, and finally reached out and put on the dried white shirt. When his arm was put through the cuff, Fang Gayao could smell a faint scent. fragrant.

But it was obviously different from Song Xiyu's.

Like a stronger men's fragrance.

Before going out, he squeezed the neckline with one hand, and when he arrived at the shop next to the cafeteria, Fang Gayao habitually turned in. First he took a pack of cigarettes in his hand, and when it was time to pay, he hesitated for a while, and changed to a pack of transparent cigarettes. Colorful fruit candies.

He carried it into the classroom.

When he entered the door, he saw Wu Wei lying on the table, wearing a black leather jacket, probably asleep.

Everyone knows that Wu Wei won Nantah and beat someone up. The evaluation of Wu Wei can be seen in the group. The good ones are just a little short of being praised, and the bad ones range from fighting in junior high school to violently hurting others. Anyway, Fang Gayao gently slid his hand on the table, and stopped in front of Wu Wei's hair.

This is a gentle man.

Fang Gayao was standing next to the seat Wu Wei had reserved for himself. The front row was empty, but the back row of the classroom was packed, so the sparse front row was particularly easy to become the focus.

In addition, Fang Gayao showed his face in a basketball game, and more people knew him than before.

A few rows behind began to whisper.

"Here we come," Wu Wei didn't lift his head, but stretched out his arms to grab Fang Gayao.

"How do you know?" Fang Gayao didn't struggle, and sat down along with him, took out a piece of sugar cube with his right hand, "Open your mouth."

After Wu Wei heard this, he turned his face and turned to Fang Gayao, and waited until his mouth filled with lumps of rough white sugar, then said, "My perfume," Wu Wei touched Fang Gayao's shirt with his hand , "Here, here, and here." After talking, he laughed and blocked it with his arm, "It smells."

"It used to smell bad."

Wu Wei's eyes were still smiling at first, and when he saw the phone on the table start to flash, the corner of his mouth lowered, he let go of Fang Gayao's hand, and clasped the phone with his backhand, ignoring him.

"Don't answer?" Fang Jiayao had noticed before that recently Wu Wei's mobile phone has been thinking a lot, and he never answered it himself, just glanced at it before hanging up.

I'm in a bad mood.

"It's okay, and, look at the door, it should be looking for you." Wu Wei turned his face away again, raised his hand and pointed to the door, "10 minutes, I can't bear it any longer."

Fang Jiayao followed Wu Wei's fingers and looked out.

Song Xiyu.

She rubbed her hands and stood at the door. The air was cold in the morning, and she could see her slightly red fingertips.

"Song Xiyu from the class next door, isn't she pretty?" The boys in the few rows behind had sharp eyes, and they were glued to him when Song Xiyu just stood at the door, "Who is she looking for at our door?"

"Look for whoever goes out and find whoever you are."

"Don't guess, I'm looking for Fang Jiayao." A person directly flicked his pen, quite disdainful, "After all, because of his handsome looks, men and women are attracted to each other."

"You mean what you said. I know that little girls are obsessed with all kinds of meat and three vegetables. Who is going to come up with men?"

"The one in the first row, do you see that?" the man said, pointing to the back of Wu Wei's head in the first row, "He will be the first to keep Fang Jiayao."

Several people were sitting in the back, so the voice was transmitted there. Fang Jiayao, who was going out in front, naturally couldn't hear it. He just leaned against the door frame and stood outside, temporarily interrupting the sight in the classroom.

Fang Jiayao knew that it would not be easy for a shy girl like Song Xiyu to come here, but Fang Jiayao still had a watch in his heart, afraid that Wu Wei would be in a hurry, "Is there something wrong?"

"Well, haven't you joined the club since you entered school?" Song Xiyu's eyes glowed, and when he spoke, his eyes rolled in his eye sockets. "Because the students will have tasks, let me help promote it," Song Xiyu stretched out her hand After arriving at the form, "Participation is voluntary, can you fill in the survey willingness?"

Song Xiyu had a pen in his hand, and he stretched out his hand to pass it forward. He was thin and bony, and very beautiful, but Fang Jiayao had no money for the pen and was cut off halfway.

The person is Wu Wei.

Fang Jiayao stood with the backlight at the door of the classroom, and when Wu Wei came over to lean on him, the shadow in front of him became heavier.

Fang Jiayao turned sideways slightly, and introduced to Song Xiyu, "My roommate, Wu Wei."

Song Xiyu nodded like a little rabbit, and stood quietly in front of the two of them.

"Senior Fang, I've changed my mind." Wu Wei put his whole body around Fang Gayao, and put his arms in black wallets on Fang Gayao's chest. "Just 5 minutes."

Fang Jiayao could feel the cold metal zipper in front of Wu Wei on his back, and it felt a little uncomfortable on his back, he turned his face back and said he knew.

Song Xiyu stood watching from the side all the time, and when the two turned their heads to talk, they were very close.

Surprisingly close.

She didn't know, so she blinked and watched Wu Wei sign the registration form.

She was a little anxious, so she couldn't hold back and said, "Let Fang Jiayao fill in this first." After finishing speaking, she felt a little strange and abrupt, and added, "Because it needs to be sorted."

Wu Wei put his hand on Fang Jiayao's head, nodded to Song Xiyu, "I know, but" Wu Wei placed a cushion on Fang Jiayao's neck next door, "he is under my control."

Song Xiyu's face was flushed. He didn't know what Wu Wei meant, but he felt that Wu Wei and Fang Jiayao should be very good friends, so he nodded with a smile, and left with his watch.

"Isn't it pretty?" Wu Wei hung on Fang Jiayao's body, looking into Fang Jiayao's neckline, "You're all red inside."

"Because she's still me?" Wu Wei always likes to blow into Fang Gayao's ears, causing Fang Gayao to burn his ears more and more times, so that now he develops to the point where whenever Wu Wei stands next to him, he will turn red reflexively. ear.

"It's hot in class." Fang Jiayao pulled himself out of the loop around Wu Wei's arm, "you should think about the school leader's office in the afternoon, what can you say."

Little Glasses from the Student Union visited several times in the morning, and Wu Wei had to go to this office sooner or later. He heard from Little Glasses that Du Yu had been hospitalized from a hospital outside the school and couldn't leave temporarily.

There needs to be an explanation from the principal.

Fang Jiayao actually planned to accompany Wu Wei directly without class in the afternoon, but Wu Wei said no.

"Someone is meddling in other people's business, it's over." Wu Wei put Fang Jiayao's shoulders on his back and went back to the classroom, keeping his eyes on his neckline, "Is the neckline too big?"

Fang Jiayao bowed his head, "It's a little bit, I'll find someone to sew it up later, so let's do this for now."

Wu Wei didn't make a sound.

In the afternoon, the breathing light on Wu Wei's caller ID lighted up very frequently, and the phone silenced Wu Wei, only the small light flickered desperately.

Fang Jiayao cared about it a few times, and seeing that Wu Wei didn't want to talk to him at all, he didn't ask much.

In the afternoon, I went to the playground under the sunny and green grass. I followed the physical education class with the class next door. After the elective, Fang Jiayao came for the first time.

From afar, Fang Jiayao saw Wu Wei leaning on the football rail, smoking a cigarette and talking on the phone.

There are elective items in the physical education class of the university. Fang Jiayao went late when he chose the class, and only yoga was left. The yoga teacher's surname was Yu, and the class passing rate was the lowest, and he was the worst at talking at the end of the semester. I was forced to make a helpless choice when I collapsed when choosing courses.

"Students who are single, form a two-person team, hurry up," Mr. Yu stood in the crowd, clapped his hands, and wrapped a colorful square scarf around his head, so the wind could smear his face.

Fang Jiayao turned his head towards Wu Wei, opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound, seeing Wu Wei's call getting farther and farther away, he just sat there and waited.

In the afternoon, the sun was not so bright, the light was good, and it was very gentle when it shone on the side of the face. Fang Jiayao didn't know that he was sitting on the lawn with his only son with half of his collarbone exposed, and the girls around him were already about to move.

"Xiyu, don't you want to go?" Song Xiyu's roommate jumped up to her from the side, "Didn't you see that the little sister is rubbing her hands and getting ready to go?!"

Song Xiyu wore a high ponytail, revealing a refreshing neck. She was soft and gentle, and there were quite a few boys who came to look for her. She blushed and hid behind her roommate and shook her head.

Over there, Teacher Yu lost his temper. Seeing the efficiency of the students, he immediately went up, "It's not a blind date. I just hold hands with whoever I like. Is it so difficult?"

Hearing this, Song Xiyu seemed to be cheering up, and just as she was about to pull her roommate's shoulder to go over, she saw an extra hand on Fang Jiayao's shoulder.

As soon as Wu Wei passed by, he frightened the little girls around Fang Jiayao back half a step.

No one dared to go up.

Song Xiyu also stared blankly for a while, then took the hand of her dormmate and walked towards Teacher Yu.

"Is the call urgent?" Fang Jiayao asked without paying attention, and Wu Wei replied calmly, "It's a matter at home."

"Come, come, keep quiet, determine the order in the team, stand up and down, and help the students stretch!" Teacher Yu usually likes yoga. She is the kind of person who takes her hobby as a job, and treats herself Strict requirements for students.

"Then discuss it, you—" Fang Jiayao wanted to discuss with Wu Wei about the position, but twisted his neck, and just as he opened his mouth, Wu Wei pressed his shoulders and lay down.

Wu Wei didn't look at anyone, so he rode up naturally, pressed Fang Jiayao's neckline, and smiled viciously, "Is there a need to discuss whether I get on or off you?"