On the Correct Way of Not Failing a Course at the End of the Term

The door of the dormitory was pushed open.

Song Yu and Yan Baijing almost subconsciously looked towards the door vigilantly.

But Song Yu stood in front of Yan Baijing first, blocking Yan Baijing.

After all, Yan Baijing was naked at the moment, no matter how shameless Yan Baijing was just now, Song Yu still subconsciously stood in front of Yan Baijing, blocking the sight of the person at the door.

Fortunately, it was Luo Zifan who returned to the dormitory.

Luo Zifan has been stopping at the door of the dormitory since just now, hearing everything that happened inside.He knew that Yan Baijing should not be disturbed, but until Yan Baijing lost control, he finally rushed in and interrupted what was going to happen next.

If Yan Baijing forgets how to keep calm, only he can do these things.

Luo Zifan winked at Song Yu, Song Yu understood, and quickly ran out of the dormitory.

Luo Zifan held down Yan Baijing who wanted to catch up.

Sighing, he pulled a piece of clothing from the closet and threw it on Yan Baijing.

"Yan Baijing, calm down. If you insist on performing a streaking scene in school, I won't stop you."

Yan Baijing took the clothes, his eyes lost sight.

Luo Zifan had never seen Yan Baijing like this.

There are thousands of comforts that can't be said, so I can only pat him on the shoulder.

"It's too ugly."

It's the ugliest time when you're really being abused.

But Sapo is even uglier looking like a begging dog, faceless and skinless.

Yan Baijing's current state is no different from the second one.

"You shouldn't be like this, at least he will remember your best side, not your current... messy look."

Yan Baijing lost his dignity completely.

There was a self-deprecating smile on his lips.

"It's ok."

Things have turned into what they are today, and he deserves it.

He should never have, never should have.

Fall in love with a straight guy.

When he was in junior high school, he took out his most sincere heart and gave it to Hua Nanze, but was crushed to the ground by the latter.

Now, Song Yu didn't step on it, but he did it in front of Song Yu, and he had to make himself so embarrassing to appear so affectionate.

It's all his own doing.

Yan Baijing returned the clothes on him to Luo Zifan.

Slowly find clothes from his closet to cover this naked and ugly self.

He took a book from the bookcase.

thick.

Flipping the book, a golden leaf fell out of it.

The golden sycamore leaf has been carefully plasticized, and there is a carefully woven red string in the upper left corner, passing through that layer of plastic film.

He remembered that time, Song Yu looked into his eyes, smiled and said to him:

"I saw you staring at the leaves on both sides of the road that day, and you like reading books, so I made a bookmark for you, thinking that you would like it."

Seeing Yan Baijing staring at a leaf in a daze, Luo Zifan wisely chose to leave the dormitory, closed the door, and left Yan Baijing alone.

Yan Baijing doesn't need comfort, he just needs a quiet environment.

The moment Luo Zifan closed the door, Yan Baijing's eyes turned red.

His heart twitched in pain.

Swallowing the lead in his mouth, he didn't let a single tear roll out of his eyes.

He has no right to cry.

All the good things were destroyed by himself. If he hadn't fallen in love with Song Yu, all these things would not have happened.

But now, he doesn't know how to get rid of the habit of being close to Song Yu.

Liking Song Yu has become an unknowing habit of his this year.

give up?He didn't want to, couldn't, let alone give up.

He knows that a twisted melon is not sweet, but at least it can quench his thirst.

With Song Yu in his sight, he could calm down his irritable heart because of Song Yu's departure.

Luo Zifan found Song Yu and bought him a drink.

I found Song Yu at the entrance of the library.

Song Yu didn't go into the library, but on the stone steps of the Wutong Road leading to the back door of the library.

That was the place where he first talked with Yan Baijing about homosexuality.

He seemed to see the gentle figure of Yan Baijing who was smiling at that time again.

The figure looked at the front thoughtfully, took a long time to take a deep breath, and smiled.

"I have a secret."

Ask him, "What's the secret?"

Yan Baijing looked at himself and smiled, "The secret is..."

"What is it, tell me!"

"Don't tell you."

That was the first time he felt that Yan Baijing had something on his mind, and the two sat on the stone steps, the first time they really understood each other.

"Yan Baijing is a good man, today he just..."

"I know."

Song Yu opened the can and interrupted Luo Zifan's words.

What kind of good person Yan Baijing is, he knows better than anyone else.

Song Yu knew very well how kind Yan Baijing had been to him, but it was based on friendship.

Song Yu said to Luo Zifan,

"I don't blame him for being agitated, so I don't know anything about today's events."

A smile appeared on the corner of Luo Zifan's mouth.

"Shall I tell you a story?"

Song Yu was quite impatient, but still nodded.

Luo Zifan opened his mouth slowly.

"There was a boy who fell in love with his deskmate Xueba when he was in junior high school. He treated that deskmate wholeheartedly. When he looked at his deskmate every day, he couldn't hide the smile on his face. Sorrows and joys are all vividly expressed. Whatever his deskmate wants, he will try his best to get it for him. His deskmate likes to watch other people play basketball, so he goes to practice basketball hard. His deskmate likes to listen to him sing. I sang it to his deskmate every day. Then one day, he confessed to his deskmate. His deskmate was shocked and angry. Yes, he and his deskmate were both men. His deskmate pointed at his Nose called him disgusting and told him to get away. He thought it was fine, but he let the whole class know that he was gay at the same table. At that time, the whole class treated him like a maggot, and then he complained to the head teacher , and made a fuss with his parents. He was beaten badly by his parents, and he was beaten by the students in the school. I saw with my own eyes that he was stepped on the ground by those violent boys, and he didn't resist. When I went to help him , he just said thank you very plainly. Later, the little boy was forced to transfer schools. I followed him to transfer schools. After the transfer, he didn’t contact anyone. He was just alone in everything, went to school alone, and left school alone. , There are endless books to read and homework to do every day. I asked him if he would be bored. He politely refused, he said very little, and there was never any superfluous expression on his face. Later, he went to college, and he thought that he would still go through the past four years in a dull and lonely way, until he met someone—— "

At this point, Luo Zifan stopped talking.

Song Yu was slightly taken aback.

No matter how stupid he is, he still knows who Luo Zifan is talking about.

He remembered the photo of the boy he saw in Yan Baijing's house during the winter vacation.

Yan Baijing skillfully changed the topic.

And asked him a bunch of questions about cheating.

"I used to have someone I liked very much. I liked him very much. Every day I saw him, I was very happy. I liked to tease him, and I liked to see him get angry when I teased him."

"Because I hid one thing from him. When he found out, he felt that I was deceiving him for my goodness to him during that period of time, so he was very angry. He said to me, I am disgusting, I am dirty, I don't deserve to be his friend, and he looked at me like a foreign object. He even complained to the head teacher, making it impossible for me to stay in that school."

"I'm sad and to this day it still hurts to think about what happened back then."

"So I've been thinking, is my concealment right or wrong?"

After recalling these, Song Yu suddenly realized.

It turned out that what Yan Baijing was hiding back then was his sexuality.

Although these mysteries gathered into a thin thread and implanted in his mind, Song Yu still looked at Luo Zifan and smiled.

"He definitely doesn't want people around him to have sympathy for him, that's his self-esteem, he doesn't need pity, because he knows that things are over, so you tell me about his past, you want me to sympathize with him, sorry, I can't do it, I won't be with someone just because I feel sorry for someone. The most important thing is..."

Song Yu paused.

"I can't possibly like him."

Luo Zifan found out that he really underestimated Song Yu.

Song Yu is a stunned young man on the surface, but he knows it better than anyone else.

"Zifan, I like women."

One sentence fell, and all possibilities were truly cut off.

Luo Zifan smiled slightly and stood up.

"I see."

"Give Yan Baijing some time, and when he calms down, he won't cause you so much trouble."

After hearing this, Song Yu nodded and smiled slightly.

"Thanks a lot."

After watching Luo Zifan go away, the smile on Song Yu's face gradually disappeared.

Sore eyes and nose.

Who said only the rejected suffer.

His pain was no less than that of Yan Baijing.

He also devoted his heart and soul to Yan Baijing, and even faced Yan Baijing's kindness to him, he didn't know how to repay it.

At that time, he really felt that he was lucky in his life to know a friend like Yan Baijing.

The gratitude he can give Yan Baijing cannot be companionship.

It can only be an understanding.

Song Yu felt as if he was holding his breath.

Make him very stuffy, very suffocating.

He stood up and walked around the school.

He can't face Yan Baijing who has completely changed his appearance like today.

I don't want to hurt him either.

But now it seems that there is no other way but to hurt him.

Otherwise, he can only be challenged to the bottom line again and again.

Seeing that it was almost time, I walked downstairs to the dormitory.

The movable wall, which he hadn't paid attention to for a long time, and the huge and eye-catching promotional posters successfully robbed him of his sight.

"Campus Singer Competition."

This is what he has always yearned for the most.

When I was in high school, I was looking forward to the university and the campus singer competition.

Seeing his dream, he finally managed to put all those troubles behind him.

He rushed to the registration point to sign up.

The date of the competition is May 5th, a one-month competition cycle, and June 12th is the final.

He suddenly felt that the date of June 6 was very familiar.

After thinking about it, I remembered it.

That day was Yan Baijing's birthday.