Ruan Mian was stunned.

The guilty feeling from last night came up again, and Ruan Mian even began to suspect whether she had accidentally spoken out loud when she was secretly talking bad about Bo Yan to the boss last night!

He didn't say anything, but Bo Yan didn't show any impatience. He still kept bending over slightly, and his narrow eyes stared at Ruan Mian without blinking.

Ruan Mian stared at him for two seconds, then hastily looked away. Then she suddenly raised one hand, pinched her index finger and thumb together, and said with a stern face, "It seems like it's a little bit better, but only... only a little bit!"

The corners of Bo Yan's lips curled up, he stood up straight, and replied in a good mood: "A little bit is fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone in Bo Yan's pocket vibrated.

He took it out and looked at it. Ruan Mian didn't know who called, he only saw Bo Yan's lips corners pressed down for a moment.

Bo Yan didn't say anything else, nor was he in a hurry to answer the phone. Instead, he turned around and went to the balcony with the phone in his hand, and closed the balcony door tightly.

The balcony door is transparent but soundproof.

Ruan Mian couldn't hear what Bo Yan was saying on the phone, but she could see his silhouette hidden in the night.

The outline...is very similar to the black shadow from last night!

But it was also a little different, because Bo Yan was now wearing a white T-shirt with a big goose yellow cat face on it, which appeared very clear in the night.

Bo Yan's call didn't last long. Within two minutes, he put away his phone and came in.

Ruan Mian glanced at him, and didn't see any obvious emotional fluctuations on his world-weary face, so she strode over with confidence, pointed at the black T-shirt that Bo Yan hung beside the bed, and raised her chin towards him, "You...you put on this T-shirt and stand on the balcony so I can see it."

Bo Yan paused, a flash of smile flashed across his eyes, and he asked knowingly: "Why? Don't you think I look better in this outfit now?"

Ruan Mian wanted to say, "I just wanted to test whether you lied to me this morning." But when the words came to her lips, she felt that there was no need to explain, so she said impatiently, "Just change it if I ask you to. Do you have a hundred thousand whys?"

"Okay," Bo Yan smiled faintly and followed suit, "Switch."

He walked to the bed. It was a habit he had developed over the years. Even though the dormitory was full of boys, Bo Yan still subconsciously turned his back.

With his hands crossed and pinching the hem of the Big Face Cat T-shirt, Bo Yan suddenly paused. It was unknown whether he had thought of something. He suddenly turned around, faced Ruan Mian, and took off his T-shirt.

Ruan Mian didn't expect him to turn around suddenly. Her eyes were still on him and she was caught off guard when she saw Bo Yan's...

The upper body of Bo Yan.

Unlike what one might have imagined, Bo Yan usually wore oversized T-shirts, which made him look thin and sharp. But now that he had taken off his shirt, Ruan Mian discovered that Bo Yan's muscles were actually very tight.

It's not the exaggerated muscles like a bodybuilder, but just a thin layer that evenly covers the chest and abdomen.

He has eight abdominal muscles, and his abdominal lines are smooth and almost perfect.

Shoulders, neck, clavicle, Adam's apple, waistline...

Every place is full of attraction.

But what attracted Ruan Mian's attention the most was the area about an inch above Bo Yan's navel.

There is a tattoo there, not a complicated pattern, but a string of beautiful cursive English words.

Ruan Mian was a little far away and couldn't see the specific words, but she just thought they looked very beautiful.

Because the tattoo is pure black, it looks like a heavy and colorful one. At first glance, it seems inconsistent with Bo Yan's usual cold temperament.

But if you look at it for a few more seconds, you will feel that this tattoo seems to be integrated with Bo Yan, as if it has long been integrated into his flesh and blood and become a part of him.

Very cool.

Ruan Mian was stunned unconsciously, and didn't notice at all that the smile in Bo Yan's eyes was getting deeper and deeper.

You little idiot, you still say you are a straight man?

"Fuck Xiaobo," Zhang Tao's loud voice suddenly sounded, calling Ruan Mian back to his senses, "Xiaobo, you have such a fucking good figure, do you work out regularly?"

Bo Yan smiled and shook his head. "Not very often, actually. I go to the gym about once every two weeks."

"Fuck Xiaobo," Zhang Tao continued to be shocked, "You actually have a tattoo. Is it a real tattoo?"

The smile on Bo Yan's face faded a bit. He said "hmm" but had no intention of saying anything more.

But Zhang Tao was so stupid that he didn't notice the change in Bo Yan's expression at all. He wanted to ask more, but Gu Mengping suddenly said, "It's no use to be envious, Fatty Zhang. Forget about Xiao Bo's abdominal muscles and tattoos for now. Wait until you can lose that beer belly of yours."

"Sure enough, there is no harm without comparison!" Zhang Tao's attention was immediately diverted. He patted his belly and gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, I'll start losing weight now!"

After he set the flag, he turned around and saw Ruan Mian's ears, and asked in confusion: "Xiao Ruan, are you hot? Why are your ears so red?"

Ruan Mian was startled for a moment, and subconsciously raised his hand to rub his earlobe twice, and said angrily: "You...you asked Bo Yan, isn't it because of him that he made you red? Who told him to take off his clothes in public and act like a hooligan!"

Bo Yan: “?”

"Although..." Zhang Tao hesitated, "Didn't you just ask him to take off his clothes?"

Ruan Mian choked, paused for two seconds, turned to look at Bo Yan, and said in an even worse tone: "I asked you to change! Why don't you put it on quickly?"

Bo Yan tried hard to hold back his laughter. He turned around quickly, pulled off his black T-shirt, and put it on in no time.

After that, without waiting for Ruan Mian to issue another "order", he walked to the balcony very consciously and stood by the wall.

Ruan Mian was now certain that the dark shadow he saw last night that frightened him the entire night was Bo Yan!

Ruan Mian suddenly became even angrier. He rushed to the balcony door with two big strides and shouted at Bo Yan fiercely, "It was clearly you last night, and you still refused to admit it this morning!"

It looked so aggressive, just like a kitten with its fur standing on end.

Bo Yan raised the corners of his lips slightly, and suddenly asked: "You care so much about this, because... are you afraid of ghosts?"

The kitten's fur stood up and suddenly deflated.

After a two-second pause, Ruan Mian pretended to be calm and said, "Afraid...afraid of ghosts? How could we, the cool guy, be afraid of ghosts!"

After a pause, he added, as if to lend credibility to his words: "I... I just like watching horror movies and going to haunted houses. It's all childish!"

"Oh?" Bo Yan showed a look of believing it, touched his chin, and suggested, "That's perfect. Han Yi just recommended a newly opened haunted house to me. Don't we have two days off after the military training? How about we go together?"

Ruan Mian roared in his heart: It’s not good enough, I don’t want it, I can’t do it, I refuse!

But he pretended to be hesitant. But before he could think of a way to refuse without losing his cool face, Bo Yan directly blocked his way out.

"Brother Ku," Bo Yan called him softly, his tone full of sincerity, "I'll rely on you to protect me when the time comes."

Ruan Mian: “…………”

Damn! Cool guys care more about their reputation than anything else!

He raised his hand and patted Bo Yan's shoulder, trying his best to look calm and nonchalant, "No... no problem, go ahead, I'll protect you!"

Bo Yan's eyes sparkled with smile again. He did not continue the topic, but went into the dormitory, looked at Zhang Tao and Gu Mengping, and asked them: "Want to have a midnight snack? I'll treat you, as a greeting gift from you."

Zhang Tao was the first to respond: "Go, go, go!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Gu Mengping smacked his lips, "I vaguely remember that someone just said he wanted to lose weight five minutes ago."

Zhang Tao choked, then said confidently: "Only when you are full can you have the energy to lose weight!"

If Bo Yan had only invited Ruan Mian, Ruan Mian would most likely not agree. But now that the other two roommates were going, he naturally had no reason to make an exception.

The four of them went out together.

On the way, Zhang Tao was very excited: "What shall we eat? Barbecue?"

"Listen to Xiaobo," Gu Mengping turned to look at Bo Yan and said with a smile, "The one who invited us has the final say."

"I don't care," Bo Yan said calmly, "You can eat whatever you want."

He was referring to "you guys", but he was only looking at Ruan Mian.

Ruan Mian didn't care what to eat, but he suddenly remembered that the night he first met Bo Yan at the barbecue stall, Bo Yan didn't seem to eat much barbecue.

Not sure whether he didn't like barbecue or he was just too full that day, Ruan Mian thought about it and decided to ask for his opinion after all, it was Bo Yan's treat today.

"Um," Ruan Mian tilted his head to look at him, "Do you like barbecue?"

Bo Yan did not answer directly, but asked Ruan Mian: "Do you want to eat?"

Ruan Mian nodded and said truthfully: "I want to eat."

"That's settled," Bo Yan raised his eyebrows, "Let's have barbecue."

Since he said so, Ruan Mian didn't ask any more questions.

Passing by a fresh juice shop that was still open, Zhang Tao called them again: "Hey, wait a minute, I'm going to buy a glass of watermelon juice, do you want some?"

"I want it!" Gu Mengping replied immediately.

Ruan Mian raised his hand, "I want one too!"

Only Bo Yan shook his head: "I can't."

Ruan Mian curled his lips and complained quietly: "You are the only one who doesn't fit in."

Bo Yan's thin lips moved, and just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard a loud cry not far away.

The crying was so loud that the four of them subconsciously turned their heads to look.

Following the source of the sound, Ruan Mian saw a little boy, short and fat, probably only three or four years old, like a little bean.

Ruan Mian subconsciously raised his eyes and quickly scanned the surroundings. Not to mention seeing anyone who looked like the child's parent, there was no one around at all!

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the child was standing alone on the roadside crying. Even though this is a university town, it is not necessarily completely safe.

Ruan Mian was about to walk over to ask about the situation, but someone got there first.

It turned out to be Bo Yan!

Ruan Mian couldn't help but pause.

After all, Bo Yan doesn't look like someone who can be so loving.

He watched Bo Yan spread his long legs and walked to the little boy in two big steps.

Bo Yan, who usually had a world-weary face and seemed indifferent to everyone and everything, squatted down without hesitation and looked at the little boy at eye level.

One big and one small, they don't seem out of place at all.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Ruan Mian also walked to the little boy.

He heard Bo Yan coaxing the child awkwardly: "Don't cry yet, if you stop crying I'll buy you... juice to drink."

Bo Yan had actually deliberately slowed down his voice, but perhaps because his voice was inherently cold and his appearance was too sharp, even when he was coaxing people, it sounded like a threat.

But the magical thing was that after the little boy heard what Bo Yan said, he actually stopped crying and looked at him with his big wet eyes blinking.

I don’t know if she was attracted by the juice or was simply scared by Bo Yan and didn’t dare to cry.

Bo Yan breathed a sigh of relief without making a sound, and then asked in a slower tone, "Do you know where your parents... or home is?"

When asked this, the little boy curled his lips and was about to cry again. He shook his head in a sobbing voice, "I don't know, I can't...can't find it, wuwuwu..."

"Don't cry," Bo Yan sighed, "I'll buy you some juice."

The little boy's mouth was still drooping and he was sniffling, but he didn't cry anymore.

Bo Yan stood up and glanced at Ruan Mian. Before he could say anything, Ruan Mian said, "I'll watch him, you go buy it."

Bo Yan nodded, turned around and went to the juice shop, ordered another glass of watermelon juice, and asked the owner of the juice shop if he had seen the little boy.

"It looks familiar," the lady boss touched her forehead, thought for a moment, and shook her head, "but I can't remember who it belongs to for the moment."

Bo Yan thanked him and took two glasses of watermelon juice back to Ruan Mian, giving one to Ruan Mian and the other to the little boy.

The little boy whispered "thank you" to Bo Yan, then started drinking the watermelon juice.

"The boss lady said he looked familiar," Bo Yan looked at Ruan Mian and expressed his thoughts, "I think he is a kid from around here, otherwise... otherwise you guys go eat first, I'll watch him here and wait for ten minutes before seeing what happens."

"No need," Ruan Mian immediately shook his head, "I'll watch, you guys go eat."

"Hey, hey, hey," Zhang Tao and Gu Mengping also came over with watermelon juice, "Don't refuse each other, the four of us will stay here together for ten minutes. If no one comes, we can talk later."

No one had any objection to this suggestion, so they stood there and waited to see if any parents would come over.

Ruan Mian couldn't help but keep looking at Bo Yan.

When he glanced at Bo Yan again, Bo Yan finally turned his head to look over, chuckled, and asked in a low voice: "Is there something on my face?"

Ruan Mian was caught off guard and felt a little embarrassed, but she still tried to be righteous and shook her head, saying, "No, I just... just looked at you casually!"

Who would have thought that Bo Yan was more confident than him and actually asked, "Does it look good?"

Ruan Mian: “…………”

Seeing that he was silent, Bo Yan did not continue to tease him, but suddenly asked seriously: "Do you think that I don't look like such a loving person?"

Ruan Mian paused. He didn't expect that Bo Yan could guess his inner thoughts so accurately and express them so clearly.

But now that it was out, Ruan Mian no longer hid it, raised his eyebrows coolly, and nodded frankly: "Yes, you really don't look like it."

Bo Yan smiled again and said lightly: "You are right. I am not, but..."

Having said this, Bo Yan paused for a moment, and his gaze towards Ruan Mian seemed very distant at some point, as if he was recalling a scene from many years ago.

But before Ruan Mian noticed, Bo Yan's expression returned to normal. He took two steps back, distanced himself from the little boy, and then lit a cigarette. He curled the corners of his lips in the smoke and said in a calm voice, "I just want to leave a good impression in front of my new roommate."