Chu Yanyan filled out the daily records of carrots, loosened the soil for the carrots, and determined whether the moisture and soil temperature of the carrots were suitable. He and several other classmates went to inspect the rice in the fields with the agronomy professor.
The practical session took a little over an hour.
When he was done and leaving, Chu Yanyan pulled out a few thick carrots, walked to the faucet to wash the dirt off the surface of the carrots, put them in a bamboo basket and took them back to the dormitory.
Chu Yanyan walked back alone, carrying a schoolbag and a vegetable basket.
At noon, there were people coming and going on the school road. A green school bus passed by, some people rode shared bikes or bicycles on the school road, and some couples or classmates walked slowly.
As Chu Yanyan walked, he turned on his cell phone. He hadn't turned it on since he turned it off before class in the morning. As soon as he turned it on, several messages popped up in the text message section.
Unnamed Message: Why don’t you reply to me?
Unnamed information: Yanyan.
Unnamed message: Can you reply to me?
Unnamed message: When I met you, my love was overwhelming, and everything in the world seemed romantic and exciting.
Unnamed message: You have your ambitions, and I will accompany you day and night.
Unnamed information: ...
Chu Yanyan looked through the messages sent by this person. There were a lot of them, and the content was all the same. To sum it up, this pervert liked him, knew him, and was a chatterbox.
He saw that the last time the other party sent a message was after 11:30. If the other party had classes, he should have sent it after class, which showed that he was a diligent and motivated person.
Don't judge a book by its cover.
Chu Yanyan looked up to see if there were any vehicles around, then walked to another road.
Stop and type.
(What's your name? If you really like me, please tell me in person, instead of saying what you want to say across the Internet like a voyeur.)
As soon as Chu Yanyan sent the message, the other party replied immediately.
Unnamed message: But you don’t like men, I am a man, and I don’t want to hear cruel words coming out of your mouth.
(Oh, I will indeed reject you. A forced melon is not sweet. I hope you can understand this truth. You will meet many people in the future, and I am just a passer-by in your life. Please don’t be too subjective in your likes and dislikes.)
Unnamed message: But I just like you. I have liked you for many years, do you know that? The first time I saw you, I wanted to tear off the white shirt you were wearing. I pressed on you, watching you cry because of my bullying, watching you moan under me, watching my shadow in your eyes.
Chu Yanyan's heart skipped a beat. He pursed his lips and guided the other person carefully.
(Student, judging from the text you sent, your mental illness is very serious. I know several psychology professors. If you need help, I can help you make an appointment.)
Unnamed message: I know whether I am sick or not. You are my medicine. Only you can save me. Yanyan, Yanyan, Yanyan, Yanyan.
He made a lot of Yanyan.
For some reason, Chu Yanyan's cold heartstrings were moved, but she quickly suppressed them.
When he looked ahead, he noticed a familiar figure in front of him. It looked like Chu Jiaojiao. The other person was a young man with dark skin, a stocky build, and curly hair, wearing a cyan number 1 jersey.
Chu Yanyan said "oh" and quickened her pace.
(oh)
Just an "oh", nothing else.
Gu Jianheng, who was eating in the cafeteria, waited and waited until his soup had gone cold, but he still didn't receive any message from Chu Yanyan.
It seems that Yanyan is busy with something and has no time to reply to his message.
Gu Jianheng comforted himself in his heart and then ate.
And Chu Yanyan on the other side walked up.
Heard their conversation.
"Jiaojiao, there are five or six international students in my dormitory. It's usually very noisy. There is no air conditioning in the dormitory, only a big fan. I'm dying of heat these days. Do you know anyone? I want to rent a single room." Broken Chinese voice sounded.
"Well, if you don't mind, I'll ask my brother. He's currently renting a faculty apartment and lives alone." A familiar female voice came.
"Really? Then have a good talk with your brother."
After confirming that it was Chu Jiaojiao, Chu Yanyan stood behind them and called out in Chu Jiaojiao's direction, "Sister."
Chu Jiaojiao, who was walking with Rukar, heard a familiar voice. She turned her head and looked behind her, and saw Chu Yanyan. "Yanyan, what a coincidence."
Chu Yanyan walked over and stared at Chu Jiaojiao and the other black youth holding hands. Her gaze lingered on the black youth, "Sister, who is this?"
Noticing Chu Yanyan's gaze, Chu Jiaojiao quickly put down her hand, a faint blush on her face, "Yanyan, this is Rukar, a freshman international student in the Foreign Languages Department."
After Chu Jiaojiao introduced herself, the black youth next to her smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. He extended his hand, his arm hair visible, and said in broken Chinese, "Hi, hello, my name is Rukar, nice to meet you."
"Hello, I'm Chu Yanyan." Chu Yanyan extended his hand, shook hands with him, and quickly let go after two seconds.
Rukar looked at Chu Yanyan's clean face, then turned to look at Chu Jiaojiao next to him, "Jiaojiao, your brother is so cute."
"Of course." Chu Jiaojiao replied with a smile.
Chu Jiaojiao saw Chu Yanyan carrying a schoolbag and a basket in her hand, "Yanyan, you just came back from the experimental site, haven't you eaten yet?"
"No, sister, I have something to tell you. Can you ask him to step aside for a while?" Chu Yanyan said. He frowned. The smell on the man was a bit strong.
"Of course. Jiaojiao, I'm leaving first. Remember to tell your brother about this." Rukar pointed in the direction of Chu Yanyan, then left with the football.
"Okay, bye." Chu Jiaojiao watched Rukar turn and leave with a smile on her face.
Chu Yanyan looked at Chu Jiaojiao and asked, "Sister, what's so good about it?"
Chu Jiaojiao came back to her senses and said, "Oh, you don't understand."
“…”
Chu Yanyan was confused, "You like that black guy?"
"Black or not, his name is Rukar. Oh, and Yanyan, Rukar wants to find an apartment. Don't you have a bedroom there? Can you let Rukar live with you?"
"No. I don't like the smell of him." Chu Yanyan refused without hesitation.
Hearing his refusal, Chu Jiaojiao frowned, "Yanyan, why do I feel like you're discriminating against him? This is something Rukar entrusted me with, and I don't want to make him sad. As an international student, we should care for him."
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