Pride & Lust (30)
"Leniency to those who confess, severity to those who resist!!"
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Under the pressure of his roommate, Chen Shi finally told the truth about his mental journey.
"It's no use for me to hide, he ignores me!"
Chen Shi sniffed, holding up a green dialog box, his eyes red: "Look, I said ten sentences, and he replied only one. He doesn't want to pay attention to me."
His roommates looked at each other in bewilderment. The head of the room finally reached out and patted his shoulder. "Well, it's normal that she doesn't like you, since she's so pretty."
"Don't be too sad. There are plenty of fish in the sea."
As he patted Chen Shi's shoulders, the director hugged him, and the patting changed from shoulders to back. Chen Shi started to cry, and the director could not help but persuade him: "Let's talk about it after school starts. You are his volunteer, so you definitely have more opportunities than others."
Chen Shi wiped his tears and choked up: "Really?"
The director nodded: "Really."
Chen Shi was touched: "Thank you."
The director stood up, hiding his achievements and fame, and said, "It's okay, we are all brothers." Then he casually said, "By the way, do you have his contact information? Give it to me, and I will help you find it."
Chen Shihuo raised his head and his tears disappeared: "..."
The director looked at him sincerely.
Chen Shi kicked him fiercely: "I'm going to go find out about your uncle!!"
Think he is a fool!!
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The movie was so boring that Song Shu almost fell asleep. When the movie was over, he finally woke up from his drowsiness and heard his deskmate complain, "They are so disgusting. They spent most of the two-hour movie making out. It's really disgusting."
There was also a same-sex couple who were kissing and staring at Song Shu. If he hadn't been blocking Song Shu from behind, the couple would not have been visible. His deskmate really wanted to throw popcorn and Coke on their faces.
His deskmate had no idea whether the movie was good or not. Eighty percent of his attention was on Song Shu.
Song Shu was sleeping the whole time, and she slept even better after the lights were dimmed, with her head straight and not leaning towards him. In this regard, it was really not a pleasant viewing experience.
Song Shu rubbed the corners of his eyes and hummed softly, "What are we going to eat next?"
"The restaurant has been booked." My deskmate made a plan before leaving. "After dinner, let's go to the playground of Huajing University to take a walk to digest the food."
Song Shu stretched and yawned: "Okay, I'll treat you to this meal."
The classmate put his arm around his shoulders and said affectionately, "Great, Master, please treat me to a meal."
Song Shu couldn't push his head away, so he just followed him and asked, "When will school start?"
"Well, I'm here a day earlier than you, so I can take you to school." Song Shu was drinking Coke with a straw. His desk mate took the opportunity to take a photo of his and Song Shu's shadows and posted it on WeChat Moments.
: Hehe, let’s be together even when school starts~ [Picture]
There were instantly many comments and likes below.
=Why don’t you call me? ?
=Hurry, hurry, fly to City B tomorrow
His deskmate turned off his phone as if nothing had happened. Song Shuzheng looked up after drinking Coke, the straw was still round and smooth.
Song Shu doesn't have the bad habit of biting the straw. Every time he finishes a can of Coke, the shape of the straw looks very nice.
It's totally fine to pretend it's new and drink the next can. My deskmate thought so, and maybe someone else has done this.
The classmate grabbed Song Shu's wrist again, her pink hair swaying: "I'll go with you to school when the time comes, just say I'm your brother."
"You can't be my brother."
Song Shu was almost sober. He threw the straw and the Coke can into the trash can. His deskmate looked at him closely, seeming to feel a little sorry.
The university town was crowded and it was not convenient to take a taxi, so Song Shu and his deskmate chose to walk.
The street scene here is not completely commercialized, and still retains some of the ancient town style. From time to time, you can see one or two young people wearing Hanfu horse-faced skirts on the road.
The weather was hot and crowded, and wearing a mask and a hat all the time was actually a little uncomfortable. Song Shu turned on the pain blocker and didn't care. But his deskmate didn't think so. He dragged Song Shu to a small stall to choose and finally bought Song Shu a half mask and wore a fox mask himself.
“It’s a bit hot.”
The classmate took off Song Shu's hat. Song Shu's bangs were half wet, and the small red mole on the left side of his eyebrow was also wet.
The deskmate was about the same height as Song Shu, and was actually a little taller than Song Shu. He brushed Song Shu's bangs and whispered, "It's so wet."
Song Shu was holding the mask in his hand. He fiddled with it and replied weakly, "You've been wearing the hat for so long, your bangs are wet too."
The deskmate smiled, shielded Song Shu from the surrounding gazes, put on the mask again, and stepped back, "Okay."
Song Shu's mask only covered the upper half of his face, which looked like a cute squirrel. His exposed lips were a little dry, so he licked them and covered them with water again.
The stall owner enthusiastically pushed a bottle of water over and glanced at Song Shu, who was wearing a mask: "I have water, do you want some?"
Song Shu didn't need to refuse, as his deskmate had already pulled him away, "No need."
More eyes were cast here, and the classmate's grip on Song Shu's wrist tightened a little.
It was not until they arrived at the restaurant and entered the private room that the tablemate's expression improved a little. When he let go of her hand, Song Shu's wrist was already red, with a few red fingerprints.
The tablemate looked at him, then looked at Song Shu. Song Shu didn't react after all, looking at the menu. He rubbed his wrist from time to time, and didn't seem to care who left the mark on him.
My deskmate's throat tightened.
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The advantage of dining in a private room is that it is quiet and private. However, during the meal, someone also served them two dishes.
The waiter's eyes were almost glued to Song Shu, and he said politely, "This was sent by the guest in the next room."
Deskmate: “…”
It's no use booking a private room, these people are just haunting us.
The dishes were eventually returned. By the time we finished our meal and followed the route to enter Huajing University, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, which was the busiest time for college students.
There are a lot of people on the playground.
Song Shu took off his mask and put on his hat, remembering what his deskmate said, and hummed, "By the way, how about I accompany you when school starts?"
It's not polite to leave each other behind when two people go out traveling.
When Song Shu said this, he was still looking down at his hat. The lights in the playground were very bright, and half of his face was hidden in the darkness.
My deskmate was stunned for a moment, and his heart seemed to be hit, numb, "What did you say?"
It was very noisy around, Song Shu thought he didn't hear clearly, so he looked up, his whole face under the light, "I said I'll go with you."
Someone was jogging by, and Song Shu pulled his deskmate aside, "Don't you want to accompany me too? I can't leave you alone."
Besides, he didn’t know what his deskmate was going to do when he went out, so he might as well just go with him.
It wasn't a roar in my ears, but the light was too dazzling. My eyes were irritated and turned red, and some tears came out.
His heart was beating hard in his chest. His deskmate uttered an "oh" in a daze. He didn't even have time to stare at those who were looking at him. He leaned most of his body against Song Shu, and squeezed himself into his arms. He sniffed, his eyes red. "Song Shu, you are so nice to me."
Song Shu: “…?”
555: [This may be the true feelings that a scumbag occasionally reveals, which makes people unable to stop. ]
Song Shu: “…”
What's wrong with him?
The classmate started to make advances again, and Song Shu couldn't stand it and pushed him away, "Stand up." The classmate stood up straight with a smile, but still leaned on him, "I love you so much, Song Shu."
The playground of Huajing University is very large and is divided into several areas. After walking for a while, my deskmate didn't want to leave anymore. He held Song Shu's hand, feeling a little annoyed.
Many people are watching Song Shu, and there are more and more people around them.
Song Shu didn't feel anything. He was wearing a uniform today, which had a Japanese college style. It was indeed a bit eye-catching when walking on campus.
He tilted his body and said, "Didn't you ask me to wear it? You won't be happy if others see it."
Song Shu usually dresses very casually, and he only wears a formal uniform because his deskmate strongly urged him to.
After putting it on, my deskmate didn't look too happy either.
Song Shu actually didn’t quite understand. If someone was unhappy about going out, why not just go back to the hotel? But his deskmate had no plans to go back to the hotel either.
After hearing what Song Shu said, his deskmate's anger disappeared, and he felt as if he had eaten a candy and his mood became sweet.
He leaned against Song Shu, feeling a little awkward: "No, I just..."
Song Shu will be known to others sooner or later, his deskmate thought. If he came with Song Shu like this, when others mentioned Song Shu, they would also mention him.
He and Song Shu are inseparable.
The classmate held Song Shu's hand tightly and said, "Let's continue shopping."
Song Shu was a little confused as her deskmate's mood was unpredictable, sometimes angry and sometimes happy.
[It's all because of you, scumbag. ]
Song Shu: ? ?
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"Wow, I heard there's a really handsome guy on the playground."
In the restaurant, at a gathering of the Huajing University student union, a curly-haired guy held up a cell phone, his face and ears burning red: "Looks like this?? This class of freshmen is too awesome, right?"
There are already several posts on the confession wall.
Curly was shouting loudly, and soon someone came over to look at his phone and exclaimed.
"Oh my god, oh my god, who is this?"
"How do you know he's a freshman? Is he really a freshman?"
"After saying so much, do you have any contact information?"
"This face, these legs, ..."
"Song Shu? I remember that most people in the freshman group asked about this name, but few people came forward to claim it."
There are more than one photo of them walking on the playground, and the person taking the photos seemed to be following closely and even took a video.
The camera was very remote and shaky, and the photographer's hands were shaking with excitement.
The boy was standing under the street light waiting for someone. He had taken off his hat. His college-style uniform was indescribably tempting. He was holding his cell phone in his fingers and looking over casually.
Her black hair was wet, her eyes were somewhat cold and impatient, but her face didn't look fierce in any way, which made the glance she gave her look seem indescribably disdainful.
This look...
It seemed like he cursed something, but it also seemed like he cursed nothing.
The small group was noisy for a while and then quiet again. Everyone looked at each other with red faces. Sen Wanzhenli finally covered her face with her hands and tried to explain with a trembling voice: "Don't look at me, I'm really not a Doum!!"
Curly, who had been making a fuss at the beginning, shrank back and ran to another corner. "Lin Mo, do you know this person? I see he's dressed like a student at Tianhua International, so he should be in the same class as you. What's his name? Do you have any contact information?"
"What?"
Lin Mo held the wine jar with a cold expression.
He has been very upset these days because "Xiao Sen", played by Song Shu, has not replied to his messages for five days.
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