【Yeqing】All in my mind

At four or five o'clock in the morning, there are only cleaners who wake up in the morning and students who have just come out of KTV for the night on the empty road.Zhang Chulan and Fu Rong said they had to go to the supermarket before going back to the dormitory, because they were the only ones who had no class this morning.

Freshman students always seem to have inexhaustible experience. Zhang Chulan thought about it when she was a freshman, and she seemed to have the same kind of virtue. It's not like now, when she sleeps unconsciously in the middle of the night after brushing.

The phone automatically shuts down when it runs out of power. I just used Fu Rong's power bank to charge it for a long time. Zhang Chulan browsed Moments while walking.But there is nothing new under the sun. Because of Zhang Chulan’s part-time job, his mobile phone contacts are very complicated. Zhuge Qing’s circle of friends with pictures is caught in the middle of a bunch of shopping agent advertisements and news rumors in the circle of friends, which seems out of place. He tried his best to confirm the content of the picture , click on the picture, zoom in with two fingers, and confirm that the half face exposed from the back of Zhuge Qing's selfie is indeed Wang.

So sometimes swiping through the circle of friends is very real in the world. Automatically exclude those purchasing agents who are still selling goods before giving birth and uncles and aunts who spread rumors everywhere. You will find that you have a crush on someone else’s high school classmate for four years overnight. Time and the male god broke away from each other without warning.But our classmate Chu Lan's first reaction was neither blessing nor envy, but feeling very sad-even a straight man like Wang Ye can have a boyfriend.

The photo is a selfie, one side of Zhuge Qing’s T-shirt is exposed, half of Wang’s face is buried behind him, the other half is hidden in the neck, and another third is covered by the camera, with loose hair. The collar simply didn't know where it was crooked.Zhang Chulan used his extraordinarily rich spatial imagination to imagine what the blank part of the photo would look like in this pose—in fact, he guessed that it was almost the same as Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye now.

Wang Ye's arms and legs rested on Zhuge Qing's waist and legs, and his face was exposed to his neck. The temperature of the air conditioner was too low, and both of them were wrapped in thick quilts. Zhuge Qing woke up too early. Various methods such as pinching the mouth and tickling, ended up being bound by Wang Ye's hands, feet and face, so he started to browse Weibo and play games out of boredom.

But at four or five o'clock in the morning, people who stay up late are yawning and getting ready to go to bed, people who go to bed early don't get up so early at all, and people who get up early don't chat with people with their mobile phones at all, but sweat profusely on the playground.

So Zhuge Qing finally opened the selfie software, tried many angles and chose the one he was most satisfied with and posted it.As for Wang Ye’s being photographed, it was actually an accidental move. He has never edited the picture. He chose the best-looking one from dozens of thumbnails in his mobile phone album and sent it to Moments. After posting, he clicked on the selfie Zooming in for appreciation, I saw the small half of Wang Ye's face and loose hair buried on his body.He put a smile on his lips, and suddenly felt that he would not be attacked by groups if he occasionally showed affection in the circle of friends.

Zhang Chulan was the first person to like it, but Zhuge Qing liked Wang Ye back then. As the only insider, this like was mixed with various elements.So in the next second, a new chat message popped up on Zhuge Qing's WeChat.

"Old Qing, congratulations."

"Thank you. But I don't give out red envelopes."

"...Damn, old and cunning."

"You might as well ask the king to try it too."

"How to say?"

"Now I have my wallet, medical insurance card, bank card, student ID card, and my WeChat balance is 2.33 yuan. I can give it to you if I want it."

"I said you two are...???????"

"Ah."

"I rely on Lao Wang to do it."

"I said, did you not sleep or just woke up?"

"It's somewhere in between. Let me tell you, do you two have to treat someone to dinner? Can Fu Rong let me ask you for your gambling capital? Old Qing, what did you two bet on back then?"

"Okay, let her ask me for it herself."

"What about me?"

"What does it have to do with you, let's not talk about it, Lao Wang is about to wake up."

The force wrapped around his waist and legs was suddenly released, and Wang Ye suddenly sat up like a corpse, with his hair disheveled and his eyes glazed over.Zhuge Qing smiled, hung himself on Wang Ye's back, sat up with his arms around the man's shoulders, and said, Lao Wang, why are you so scary when you get up.

Zhuge Qing inserted his fingers into his hair, biting the hair rope that came out from under the pillow in his mouth, combed it flexibly with his fingers, and suddenly found that Wang Ye's hair seemed to be growing again.After tying it up, Wang Yeren hadn't finished turning on the machine yet. Zhuge Qing pinched the end of his hair and studied it for a while, and then said with emotion, "Old Wang, you are a straight man with aesthetics, and you only have this jet-black hair. How can you even divide it?" There are no forks.

So the king of the chamber gradually woke up, rubbed his face, got up and got out of bed, the tail of his hair slipped from Zhuge Qing's hand like a fish.

Zhuge Qing rubbed his palms, the itch from his hair brushing his palms persisted for a long time, he patted his face, and ran to the bathroom to wash up while stepping on his slippers.

It was very simple for Wang Ye to wash his face. He tore off the portable soap that came with the hotel, rubbed it in the palm of his hand, wiped his face, and wiped it clean. After washing, he saw Zhuge Qing staring at the area in front of him with disgust The unopened soap was in a daze, so he grinned, thinking that the young master didn't bring anything out to live in, and he hated this and that.

So Zhuge Qing was actually thinking about whether to wash with water or to use soap. Wang had also carefully soaped his palms, and even rubbed them hard to warm them. He rubbed his wet face.

"Master, if you hang around for a while, the whole school will know that the two of us have gone out to get a room, and you have to wait for me to wash your face?"

Zhuge Qing’s face, which was carefully cared for by his ex-boyfriend’s mask twice a week, was treated so roughly by Wang Ye, like kneading dough, and Wang Ye made foam on his face, which was slippery. He didn’t resist and reacted The towel was all over my face.

"If you can, wipe it yourself."

"..." Zhuge Qing realized later, "Wang Ye, next time you rub my face like this, we will break up!"

"Hey, master, then you wash it yourself, what does that mean?"

"Washing your face with soap is not good for the stratum corneum of the skin. Don't you feel uncomfortable after washing?"

"...I actually don't need to wash my face..."

So this morning, the two of them left the guest house noisy all the way around the topic of unsanitary hygiene without washing their faces.

The cashier girl has changed, probably because the girl left the night shift last night. When she was checking out, the girl stared at Wang Ye for a long time. Zhuge Qing knocked on the counter with her bank card. The girl turned her head and saw Zhuge Qing was silent. It's a bit embarrassing to urge.

On the way back to school, Zhuge Qing leaned close to Wang Ye, squinted his eyes and pressed close to Wang Ye's ear, with an ambiguous and deliberate tone: "Old Wang, look at that girl's eyes were straight when she looked at you just now."

"You used to look at me without turning your eyes." Wang also smiled, pointed to the breakfast stand and said that we should go to class directly after eating.

"I don't drink soybean juice."

"Master, do you think the two of us are at home? Where did you get the soy milk, soy milk and fried dough sticks, do you want to eat?"

"I want to drink tofu nao..."

"Hey, let me say, why don't you want anything?"

"Over there," Zhuge Qing pointed to the bustling morning market in the distance, "There are queues over there."

Wang Ye heard the words and turned his head to look, isn't it? Douda is a signboard, and the three big characters of Doufunao are written crookedly with a highlighter. It is almost the same color in the bright sunlight in the morning. He can see it all, and he is also convinced. .

He said, master, we can't go to eat this in time for class, and we will definitely be late.

Zhuge Qing disagreed, saying that as long as you have the courage, you can have a holiday every day.

Wang didn't agree, thinking that this young master was really capable of letting him go back to class by himself, and he stayed to buy tofu nao, so he nodded resignedly, "Let's go."

He thinks that the old men and women in the morning markets all over the country have the same fighting power. Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing, two tall and thin guys with a height of 1.8 meters, poke among a group of old men and women whose average height is less than 170. They stand out from the crowd. Looking at all the mountains and small mountains, everyone was pushing and shoving, and Wang Ye had to be careful to remind Zhuge Qing not to step on the rotten leaves and fish scales and other garbage under his feet.

Later, he felt annoyed, so he suddenly grabbed Zhuge Qing's hand in the crowd: "Don't slip away, when the shoes are dirty, you have to clean them again."

Zhuge Qing was taken aback, looked up at the burning sun above his head, his fingers were curled up in his hands, the sun was shining on Wang Ye, and the dense phoenix leaves on both sides fell a little shattered, and his fingertips glowed. Pretty pink, the temperature of the palm is as humid and hot as the weather.

He moved his fingers and scratched Wang Ye's palm, only to get a warning look.

"Zhuge Qing, just play with me."

The hand he was holding suddenly tightened, and he heard Wang Ye sighing, his eyes were quite helpless.

TBC