"Okay, let's give it a try."
Qin Zigui seemed completely unsurprised by Sheng Yan's reaction. Without changing his expression, he opened the bathroom door, placed the clean clothes on the rack, and then casually lifted the hem of his T-shirt, seemingly oblivious to everyone else.
He was tall, and his frame had basically developed. Because of his excellent body proportions, he usually looked slender and lean when he wore a shirt and trousers properly. But when he lifted his shirt, it was revealed that he actually had a beautiful and smooth muscular physique.
It wasn't that kind of overbearing feeling, but rather a thin, lean layer covering the bones of a man transitioning from adolescence to maturity, possessing both a youthful sharpness and a reassuring composure.
She had broad shoulders, straight and flat collarbones, but a narrow waist. Because her school trousers were torn, she changed into a pair of loose gray casual pants, which made her legs look ridiculously long. The beautiful muscle texture followed the waistline down and disappeared into the elastic band.
Then……
Hold!
Seeing that Qin Zigui's fingers had already touched the elastic band, Sheng Yan quickly looked away: "Qin Zigui! What are you doing!"
Qin Zigui loosened his grip slightly, looked up at him, and said nonchalantly, "Why don't you give it a try?"
Sheng Yan recalled the high, full curve he had just seen: "..."
Suddenly I don't really want to try it.
But they grew up eating from the same pot, and Qin Zigui would always give him the best food. So how come Qin Zigui is taller, stronger, and... better than him?
Sheng Yan was furious and turned around, wanting to defend his masculine dignity with his aura and words. However, when he turned around, his gaze met Qin Zigui's indifferent sidelong glance.
His eyes were long and narrow, with long, thick eyelashes that weren't curled but hung straight down, slightly upturned at the corners. When he looked at people sideways, he still had a cold gaze, but there was something indescribable about it...
Sheng Yan didn't know what it was either. He just felt his heart skip a beat when he suddenly met that gaze, and then he forgot what he was going to say.
When she finally came to her senses, she felt extremely uncomfortable. She didn't dare to look at Qin Zigui's body, which she had "seen since childhood," and quickly said, avoiding his gaze, "Alright, how old are you? Stop comparing this and that. How childish. If you want to wash yourself, then wash yourself. I'm too lazy to serve you."
After saying that, he slammed the bathroom door shut.
Inside the door, Qin Zigui watched the person fleeing in panic, lowered his head and smiled helplessly. Some people are really more provocative than anyone else, but also more cowardly than anyone else.
Sheng Yan, standing outside the door, let out a long sigh of relief.
Damn, how could this happen?
We grew up together, we've seen and touched everything, so why does it feel so awkward today? Is it because we've both developed? Does it feel different from when we were kids?
But when we were forced to live on campus during military training, Gou You and Zhu Peng would walk around shirtless every day, and all I found was an eyesore.
Moreover, when I saw those two men with disheveled clothes mingling together in the KTV bathroom last time, I only felt disgusted. Why do I feel differently about Qin Zigui?
Is it because Qin Zigui has a good figure?
Sheng Yan thought it was possible.
Although he disliked Qin Zigui very much, he had to admit that Qin Zigui's figure was his ideal.
Because Sheng Yan had a weak stomach since childhood, he had always been very thin since he lost his baby fat. Although his physical condition improved a lot due to exercise, his overall physique was still much thinner than Qin Zigui's.
So when did Qin Zigui secretly develop such a well-hidden and impressive physique?
Sheng Yan lowered his head, lifted his shirt, and secretly glanced at his own abs. He did have them, and the lines were quite nice, but they were much thinner in comparison.
Thinking back to how he always had to look up when confronting Qin Zigui, Sheng Yan suddenly felt a little angry, but there was nothing he could do. He could only comfort himself by thinking, "Oh well, I'm a year younger than Qin Zigui, I'll grow taller in the future."
Then, with a stern face, he opened the small refrigerator in Qin Zigui's room, took out a bag of milk, put it in his mouth, and nestled into the sofa closest to the bathroom, barely maintaining a "step-by-step" distance before turning on his phone.
He originally wanted to first condemn Zhu Peng and Gou You for leaving him alone at the fried chicken shop at noon, forcing him to call Qin Zigui over, but as soon as he opened his phone, he saw messages exploding in the Class 6 group chat, with countless people tagging him.
[What bad intentions could a scoundrel like me have?]: @YanGe, holy crap! YanGe! I heard you beat Qin Zigui so badly he ended up in the hospital?!
[Tianpeng Big Pig]: @Yan Ge, no way, our Yan Ge is that brave?
[Unimportant Passerby A]: It's definitely true. I heard Weasel tell Liang Jie today that "Qin Zigui got tricked by @YanGe and ended up in the hospital. They're both taking the day off." I guarantee it's the exact words, not a single one different.
[Unimportant Passerby B]: Holy crap, holy crap, the battle for Tianwang Mountain has finally broken out?
[Unimportant Passerby C]: And it ended with @YanGe's crushing victory? Doesn't that make our Class 6 look good?
[Unimportant passerby Ding]: As expected of my brother Yan, the top dog of the outside world, the number one handsome guy in Nanwu, beating up Qin Zigui is a piece of cake, awesome!
[Unimportant Passerby A]: And his legs were so badly injured, who wouldn't say our Brother Yan is brave?
Sheng Yan stared at the screen full of messages: "..."
How exactly did these rumors spread?
He was about to explain when a girl with a profile picture of herself in a white shirt tagged him: [@Shengyan Holy crap! You really hit my idol!!!]
The exclamation mark soared to the sky, indicating a surge of emotion.
But Sheng Yan didn't understand: "[Who's your idol?]"
The girl who tagged him was named Yu Chen. Since there were only seven girls in Class 6, Yu Chen was pretty and had the most outgoing personality, so Zhu Peng and Gou You always called her "class beauty" when they had nothing to do. Sheng Yan, on the other hand, wasn't very familiar with her.
But shouldn't he be the idol of all the people in Class 6?
Sheng Yan tapped his phone twice in dissatisfaction.
Then a long string of exclamation marks popped up on the screen: [Who else could be my idol?! Look at my profile picture!!! It's definitely Qin Zigui!!! Who else in the whole grade could be my idol besides him?!]
For the first time, Sheng Yan felt as if his eyes had been disturbed.
But what bothered him even more was the name Qin Zigui.
When he clicked on Yu Chen's profile picture and saw that the figure in the white shirt was indeed Qin Zigui, his displeasure became even more pronounced.
How did Qin Zigui become a male god?
He's just a pretentious jerk who always has a cold, sour face.
Sheng Yan couldn't quite pinpoint the exact reason for his displeasure; he was just plain annoyed and couldn't help but retort: "[What part of him is so god-like, from head to toe?]"
The message had barely been sent when Yu Chen, like a fan fiercely defending their idol's honor, replied immediately: "[What part of him, from head to toe, isn't a male god?!!!!]"
Sheng Yan: [?]
Yu Chen went on a rampage: [He's tall, incredibly handsome, academically gifted, can code, has a cool and aloof demeanor, never flirts with girls, always wears a pristine white shirt, has long, straight legs, and an amazing physique. Calling him perfect wouldn't be an exaggeration! How is he not a male god?! So what did you do to my male god's perfect, slender legs?!]
Your idol's slender legs accidentally became lame while protecting me.
But Sheng Yan didn't send those words out.
He just stared at the message Yu Chen sent and fell into deep thought.
Is Qin Zigui tall?
Not bad, around 1.88 or 1.87 meters tall, which will probably be about the same height as myself in two or three years.
Is her face stunning?
That's alright, just a little bit worse than me.
score……
Forget it, men don't talk about achievements.
Code...
Men don't talk about code either.
I don't flirt with girls...
That's because he's not popular.
As for his figure...
For some reason, Sheng Yan suddenly thought of what had happened in the bathroom earlier, and that strange feeling inexplicably welled up again, like...
"Sheng Yan, could you get me a hairdryer?"
Before Sheng Yan could come up with a solution, a soft sound came from behind him, startling him so much that he dropped his phone on the ground. When he picked it up and turned around, he found that Qin Zigui had already finished showering and was leaning against the door frame, waiting for the hairdryer.
His hair had probably been dried; it was half-dry and half-wet, with tiny water droplets hanging from the ends, soaking the collar of his clothes. Water droplets also rolled on his Adam's apple, making it stand out prominently. His bangs were swept back, and the boy's eyebrows and eyes already had a mature and sharp profile.
In that instant, Sheng Yan felt inexplicably that the person in front of him matched the male god Yu Chen had mentioned, but he was somewhat different from Qin Zigui in his memory.
Perhaps it was because he and Qin Zigui had spent so much time together that he was completely unaware of the changes in the other person. It wasn't until one day when a spectator next to him suddenly reminded him that he realized that the other person seemed to have transformed into a completely different person without his noticing.
I can't say whether it's good or bad, but something just feels different.
He wasn't a very emotionally sensitive person, so he couldn't figure out or describe the specific changes. He just had an intuition that told him this inexplicable change might be the root of his conflict with Qin Zigui.
Sheng Yan was lost in thought for a moment.
It wasn't until Qin Zigui called his name softly that he blinked, still holding his milk, and asked, "Huh?"
"I put it in the drawer of the bedside table on the right. My leg hurts, so it's inconvenient. Could you please get it for me?" Qin Zigui seemed unconcerned about his distraction and patiently repeated, "I put it in the drawer of the bedside table on the right. My leg hurts, so it's inconvenient. Could you please get it for me?"
"Oh, okay." Sheng Yan didn't argue with him any further. He took the milk carton out of his mouth, slipped on his slippers, and walked to the bedside table.
However, not knowing left from right, before Qin Zigui could stop her, she had already opened the left bedside table, and then raised her eyebrows slightly when she saw what was inside.
There was nothing inside except for something that looked like a laminated photo package.
The transparent film did not contain photographs, but three 1-yuan banknotes issued in 2004 and two 1-jiao coins issued in 2005.
One of the one-yuan banknotes was so wrinkled it was practically unpresentable.
Because it was placed in the little pocket and washed with the clothes by Grandma, and then taken out to dry.
Sheng Yan turned around, seemingly a little incredulous: "Is this the three yuan and two mao?"
Qin Zigui leaned against the door frame and gave a curt "hmm".
The year he was taken back to Nanwu was the second year since this version of the RMB was issued.
That year, his mother, who had severed ties with her family in pursuit of love, died in a car accident. The man she had blinded herself to fall for abandoned him like trash at the gate of the Nanwu Military Region's family compound, leaving him there without waiting for anyone to come and get him.
Back then, he was very thin, didn't like to talk, and wore clothes that didn't fit him well. It was his first time in this humid and sticky unfamiliar city. He stood alone and silently under the scorching July sun for a whole afternoon, waiting for someone to come and pick him up.
At that time, he thought that as long as someone came to pick him up, as long as someone was willing to take him, no matter who it was, he would be grateful to them for the rest of his life and treat them well for the rest of his life.
As long as someone is willing to take him.
That's what he was praying for back then.
Then Sheng Yan arrived.
The little girl, not yet three years old, had snow-white skin and was so beautiful and delicate that it was impossible to tell if she was a boy or a girl. She was wearing a very nice pair of overalls and toddled out from the lush and vibrant rose bushes, radiating all the bright summer sunshine. She held a flower in her hands and handed it to him, tilting her head and smiling with her eyes crinkling: "Brother, this flower is for you. Would you like to come to my house for dinner?"
He was naturally willing.
But at that time, he also wanted his father and his home, so when the man came again a week later, he chased after him all the way to the gate, grabbed his hand tightly, and asked him if he could take him away.
The man looked at him silently for a long, long time, then forcefully pried open his fingers one by one and said, "Zigui, I'm sorry, Dad really can't have you."
His fingers were in so much pain from being bent that tears started rolling down his cheeks, but the man didn't ease up at all.
So resolute, seemingly without any regrets or hesitation, as if he really was just a useless piece of trash.
At least that's what Qin Zigui thought at that time; he felt that no one in the world would want him.
However, Sheng Yan, who was celebrating his third birthday that day, stumbled and struggled with his short legs all the way from his house to the entrance of the community, his face covered with tears.
Then she ran to him with all her might, blocked his way, stood on tiptoe, and held the three yuan and two mao as high as possible in front of the man. While holding back her sobs and hiccuping, she said, "I heard from my aunt that you want lots and lots of money. I'll give you all my money. Please don't take Brother Zigui away, okay? Yan Yan begs you, Yan Yan begs you."
So Sheng Yanxu's birthday wish that year, "Brother Zigui, please never leave," came true.
That same year, Qin Zigui decided that since Heaven had heard his humble prayer that July afternoon, he should fulfill his promise.
That's why the two families always laughed at him, saying that Sheng Yan bought him back for only three yuan and two mao, which was a really good deal.
He has kept those three yuan and two mao (0.2 yuan) to this day without telling anyone.
If it weren't for his leg injury today, which made it difficult for him to move around and prevented him from stopping some confused fool who couldn't tell left from right, he probably wouldn't have been discovered.
"So why are you keeping this thing?"
Sheng Yan picked it up and looked at it, but he didn't understand it.
Qin Zigui leaned casually against the door, his expression unchanged: "Keep it safe, and leave it to our descendants to make a fortune in a few hundred years."
Sheng Yan: "..."
A brief moment of reflection.
He nodded seriously: "That makes sense. I'll get one too."
Qin Zigui, who had only made up a lie on the spot but the other party actually believed it: "..."
He suddenly realized that his worry about Sheng Yan seeing through his thoughts was completely unfounded.
Humans can be this easily fooled.
Sheng Yan seemed genuinely unconcerned. He put the three yuan and two mao back in its original place, went to the bedside table on the other side to get a hairdryer, handed it to him, and then curled up back on the sofa to scroll through his phone.
The messages in the group have evolved from the boys praising him to Yu Chen denouncing him, and then to gossiping about Qin Zigui.
[Class Monitor - Yu Chen]: To be honest, although Qin Zigui is my crush, I've never fantasized about dating him. What kind of person do you think could possibly win over such an unattainable beauty?
[Tianpeng Big Pig]: Someone like Lin Qian?
[What malicious intent could a scoundrel like me have?]: Qin Zigui doesn't like my goddess.
[Unimportant Passerby A]: Well, you definitely need good grades, right? I feel like Qin Zigui's life revolves entirely around studying.
[Unimportant Passerby B]: If you insist on saying that, then Qin Zigui's life, besides studying, also includes his former brother Yan.
[Squad Leader - Yu Chen]: You mean the kind of life where you break your leg and have to be sent to the hospital?
[Unimportant Passerby B]: No, I meant back in junior high. I was in the same class as them. They were really close back then. We used to joke that if Qin Zigui ever got a girlfriend, he'd definitely be jealous of Yan Ge.
[Class Monitor - Yu Chen]: ? ? ? There's such a part? ? ?
[Unimportant passerby B]: That's true, but it's all in the past now. As for them now... let's not talk about them.
[Tianpeng Big Pig]: Let's not talk about it.
[What bad intentions could a scoundrel have?]: Let's not talk about it.
[Class Monitor - Yu Chen]: Let's not talk about it.
Sheng Yan looked at the screen filled with "Let's not talk about it": "?"
Why not just leave it at that?
Before he could express his dissatisfaction, someone else spoke up in the group.
[Unimportant Passerby B]: But if that's the case, then if Qin Zigui gets a girlfriend, he'll probably treat her really well.
[Class Monitor - Yu Chen]: Could you elaborate?
[Unimportant Passerby B]: I don't know the specifics, I can only give a rough account of what I saw and heard. Anyway, if I remember correctly, they peeled eggs for me at breakfast, picked carrots for me at lunch, there was always cold water in the summer and hot water in the winter, someone always took care of me when I was sick and had a fever, and they even swatted mosquitoes for me when I slept in class. Isn't that touching?
[Class Monitor - Yu Chen]: ? ? ? Really?
[Unimportant Passerby B]: Why would I lie to you?
[Class Monitor - Yu Chen]: Now that you say that, I feel like I can do it!
[What bad intentions could a scoundrel like me have?]: Don't think that way, go for the class beauty!
[Tianpeng Big Pig]: That's right. If we first have Brother Yan to suppress us with force, and then send you to marry someone else, wouldn't our Class Six no longer be afraid of attendance checks?
[Unimportant Passerby]: That makes sense.
[Class Monitor - Yu Chen]: How about I start delivering milk tea from tomorrow?
...
The more Sheng Yan read the subsequent messages, the more irritated he became.
I can't quite pinpoint what's bothering me, but I feel like I've been made to feel like I'm a thing of the past, like Qin Zigui has become.
Then, thinking about how Qin Zigui would probably spend all his time on his girlfriend after he got one, leaving him no time to pay attention to him, Sheng Yan felt even more annoyed.
Mingming helped Qin Zigui beat up people, shared good food with Qin Zigui, and introduced him to new friends from childhood to adulthood. How come he is the one who is not mentioned?
Why should Qin Zigui peel eggs for others, pick carrots for others, fetch hot and cold water for others, and take care of others when they are sick or have a cold?
How come you forgot about yourself once you got a girlfriend?
And what's with this guy showing off in that white shirt all day long? Does he really think he's some kind of male protagonist in a campus romance novel? Doesn't he know to stop others from using his picture as their profile picture? Does he have to drink the milk tea someone else bought? Is it that delicious? Isn't he afraid of getting high blood sugar? A top student in his senior year of high school, instead of thinking about studying, is he thinking about dating?
Sheng Yan didn't care whether Qin Zigui had done those things or not. He just kept looking at the chat logs and getting angrier and angrier. In the end, he didn't care what the reason for his anger was or whether it was justified. He stood up, flung open the bathroom door, and shouted at Qin Zigui, who was drying his hair inside, "Qin Zigui!"
Qin Zigui turned around as the wind blew through the gate.
His smooth, flowing black hair and white T-shirt gave him a rare, gentle good looks. If you just threw him into a school like that, he would definitely stand out.
Then Sheng Yan got even angrier: "I bought you for 3.2 yuan, and the evidence is still in the drawer!"
Qin Zigui didn't quite understand: "Um, and then."
"Then……"
Then Sheng Yan saw Qin Zigui's injured leg and remembered that he had just made a wish for Qin Zigui to get better soon, so he couldn't get angry. Besides, he didn't even understand why he was angry.
So, feeling a tightness in his chest and a sense of injustice, he shouted defiantly, "So you're not allowed to wear white anymore!"
Qin Zigui, whose closet was almost entirely filled with black and white clothes, was speechless.
Did Sheng Yan suddenly want to see him run naked?
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