Chapter 18 Chapter 18

Xibai was unable to reply immediately.

He didn’t know whether it was because Gu Chi’s tone was too matter-of-fact or the words he typed were too impactful, but Xibai felt as if he had been hit hard head-on.

His fingertips were numb from pressing the screen, and he recalled how he fumbled around in a half-asleep state this morning, and then turned his head and found Gu Chi sitting by the bed with his eyes downcast at him.

Judging from Gu Chi’s appearance, he didn’t know how long he had been awake at that time!

His blood and qi surged up, and this time it was the internal force in his body that hit his brain.

Xibai was saved by the ringing of a bell from outside the window. He hurriedly replied, “I’m in class,” and then turned over and held his phone.

Zhuang Suan’s eyes moved.

Xibai: "What's wrong!"

Zhuang Suan: ...

"Xibao."

Xibai: ... What?

" Zhuang Suan: "You said, does Gu Chi have abdominal muscles?"

Xibai: ... ...

His hand that had done something bad seems to be even more numb now.

Zhuang Suan saw that his expression was not right, so he explained: "No, it's not that I care, it's that the comments said that Gu Chi looks like a guy with eight-pack abs, and said something else..."

Xibai was a little unsure: "... What."

Zhuang Suan: "Bad body shape."

Zhuang Suan: "Hehe... cough!"

"He's just taller!" Xibai weakly retorted.

"Obviously 'very tall', right?" Zhuang Suan disagreed with Xibai's description, "Almost two meters tall, right?" "

Obviously only 195."

Xibai, who spoke too quickly, came to his senses and found that Zhuang Suan's eyes looking at him were not right at all.

→ω→

Xibai: …

Damn it, why are there emoticons on Zhuang Suan’s face too!

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When Xibai returned to the dormitory after school, the room was still empty.

The only thing that stood out was the bed that was so different from the school standard.

Xibai hung his bag casually and measured it with his eyes.

How much of the 1m2 bed does Gu Chi occupy when he lies down? 70%, or 60%?

Then wouldn’t he only occupy 30% to 40%? Is he that small? He’s almost 1.8 meters tall with shoes on!

Xibai thought as he walked out of the balcony.

Having just come back from outside, he washed his hands first. After lathering up his hands and rubbing the gaps between his fingers carefully, a breeze blew past the balcony, bringing up a swaying and interlaced shadow of the sun.

Xibai looked up and saw the clothes of two people hanging on the clothesline.

Gu Chi's casual pants were also hanging there, and the trouser legs fluttering in the wind made Xibai feel a little dizzy.

Perhaps because he is tall, has a good figure, and good proportions, Gu Chi looks very big, no wonder Zhuang Suan thinks he is almost two meters tall.

Not only that, this man is also a natural clothes rack. There are many of Gu Chi's clothes on the balcony, but none of them look very delicate. They are all clothes that ordinary college students would buy to wear.

But no matter whether they were wearing jerseys, casual clothes or even pajamas, they all looked pleasing to the eye.

The more Xibai thought about it, the more angry he felt, and he remembered the time when Gu Chi had just moved in and the clothes hanger broke.

It looked like he could touch it by jumping, but no matter how Xibai jumped, he couldn't hang the clothes on the hanger, and Gu Chi just stretched out his hand and hooked the clothes on.

The wind blew the clothes hanger, swaying, which made Xibai even more angry.

So he jumped up and stretched out his arms.

He didn't touch it.

He carefully observed the lowest point of the clothes hanger and jumped up again.

He still didn't touch it.

He pushed the hanger with his fingers, grabbed the hem of the clothes to lift the whole thing, and used his hands to support himself on the balcony railing to jump higher... Xibai tried his best, but apart from making the clothes swing more violently, the bend of the hanger attached to the clothesline was still hanging steadily on the ceiling.

Concentrating on fighting with the hanger, Xibai did not hear the very light sound of the door opening from inside the house.

He did not even notice the footsteps approaching behind him, and a very low chuckle.

Until he jumped up, his feet did not land immediately.

Instead, a pair of hands clamped his waist, and with a strong upward force, the whole person was easily sent to the ceiling.

Xibai turned around and saw Gu Chi looking at him from a very strange angle - with his face up.

And those two strong and slender hands were the source of the strength to hold him up.

"Put up the clothes." Gu Chi reminded him.

Xibai didn't have any clothes to put up, but he turned around immediately, grabbed a few of his own dried clothes, and threw them down hurriedly, "Okay."

The moment he stepped back on the ground, he felt a sense of emptiness under his feet.

The hand on his waist had been withdrawn, but the remaining temperature and strength still reminded him of what had just happened.

Gu Chi lifted him up like this?

Xibai tried hard to digest this fact.

At this time, the hands stretched across in front of him and picked up something in front of Xibai.

Xibai looked along Gu Chi's arm.

It was the new clothes drying pole he bought two days ago.

It was an extended version specially provided by Pinduoduo.

Xibai: ...

"I'll go in first."

Gu Chi did not come in, but was on the balcony, leisurely guarding the clothes one by one.

When Xibai looked over, he was caught red-handed. He quickly withdrew his gaze and buried himself in the closet.

After taking off the clothes in his hands one by one, stacking them, putting them back on the hangers, and hanging them on the horizontal bar of the closet again, the residual heat on Xibai's face finally faded away, and he freed himself from the closet that served as a shelter.

The person who made him so embarrassed had returned from the balcony and was hanging a mosquito net on the bed.

"Why did you buy a mosquito net?" Xi Bai asked casually.

Gu Chi's tone of answer was as natural as Xi Bai's question.

"I saw you attract mosquitoes last night."

There was another strange silence. Xi Bai finally chose to bury his face in the closet again and continued to fold his clothes and hangers.

[The Divine Calculator: Xibao! Ask a question! ]

Xi Bai, who didn't know what to do to relieve the embarrassment, immediately took out his mobile phone and typed a question mark back.

[The Divine Calculator: So does Gu Chi really have eight-pack abs? ]

Xi Bai: ...

[White: I don't know! ]

[White: I suggest you ask him in person! ]

Xibai's original intention was that Zhuang Suan could talk as much as he wanted, as long as he was calm and had a clear conscience.

But when he turned his head from where he was standing, his field of vision inevitably covered Gu Chi who was lying on the bed opposite.

The tall boy knelt on one knee on the bed, and because it was too high and almost touched the ceiling, he was forced to bend his waist slightly.

His slender fingers grasped the rope at the corner of the mosquito net, and flexibly tied a loop knot on the iron vertical bar on the bed. When he pulled the rope tail out of the rope loop, the blue veins on the back of his hand could be seen, and the edges of the bent knuckles were particularly clear.

When he looked down, he saw a small piece of abdominal muscle exposed under the hem of Gu Chi's clothes that was lifted up because he reached out to tie the rope knot.

The vague but deep memory of the touch in the early morning emerged again.

In his heart, Xibai silently answered the question that Zhuang had just asked: Yes.

Not only yes, but also eight pieces, clearly visible.

Xibai felt a little dry-mouthed for some reason.

He wanted to look away, but at this moment he met Gu Chi's sudden gaze. He

felt guilty for no reason, and just as he was about to look away, Gu Chi spoke.

"Xibai."

This time, Xibai, who wanted to escape, immediately gritted his teeth and met the other's gaze again.

Anyway, it wasn't him who showed his abdominal muscles, so he had nothing to be shy about...

"If you want to see it, just say it."

Xibai:...

"How could I want to..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Chi had already reached out and lifted up his clothes.

Xibai: …………