Ji Shaowei had just put down his headphones and turned around when he saw this scene.
Startled, he quickly threw away his earphones, knocking Shang Yan's finger out of place.
"What are you trying to do?" Ji Shaowei hadn't expected his new roommate to try to electrocute him.
Shang Yan withdrew his hand and scratched his head sheepishly. "No, the plug is broken. Let me see."
Ji Shaowei: ...
"Do you think I believe you?" he asked, turning his chair around in frustration to face Shang Yan.
Seeing that Shang Yan was soaking wet, including his hair, he looked like a puppy that had been drenched in the rain.
Ji Shaowei asked tentatively, "You didn't have a fight with your brother, did you?"
What was the name of the person who brought Shang Yan here today? I think it was Zhou Ping.
He seems very honest and quiet; he doesn't seem like the type to argue...
"No, we're perfectly fine." How could he and Zhou Ping possibly have argued?
Besides, Zhou Ping definitely can't win an argument with him!
Ji Shaowei sighed, "Then don't do anything suicidal. Don't you have any common sense? Don't die in your dorm!"
If he were to die in this dormitory, he wouldn't be able to sleep soundly at night.
Shang Yan nodded. It seemed that getting an electric shock in the dormitory was out of the question; his new roommate was scared.
"How about we do something bad?" Shang Yan took out his phone and found that Zhou Ping had sent him two messages half an hour ago.
Hey bro: Are you in your dorm right now?
Good buddy: Time to sleep?
Shang Yan quickly typed a reply.
Don't treat me like a human being: I'm not ready to sleep yet, I'll take a shower later before I go to sleep.
He's covered in sweat right now, he should take another shower, otherwise he'll feel uncomfortable.
Good buddy: Yeah
Good buddy: ... (The other party is typing)
Shang Yan sat on the edge of the bed, holding her phone and waiting for his reply.
Ten minutes later.
Good buddy: So what were you doing just now?
Shang Yan replied instantly.
Don't treat me like a human being: I just got to the dorm and I'm playing on my phone, and I even had a three-hundred-round battle with 019.
He sounded a little unsure of himself, since he had been getting shocked the whole time and hadn't had time to play on his phone or fool around with 019.
Good bro: ...Stop playing games, your vision has been getting blurry lately.
Don't treat me like a human being: Then what am I supposed to do? Can I play with you instead?
Good buddy: ... (The other party is typing)
Good buddy: ?
Your good friend invites you to a voice call.
The phone rang, and Shang Yan's hand slipped, almost causing him to lose his grip.
After he pressed the answer button, Zhou Ping's voice came from the other end of the line.
"Shang Yan, are you sick?" After thinking it over, Zhou Ping could only come up with this conclusion. He even tried to reason with Shang Yan seriously, "You can't play games with me. Where did you learn to say that?"
“This is not right,” Zhou Ping said, without thinking too deeply about what was wrong.
Shang Yan, with his unusual way of thinking, asked, "Isn't that a bad thing?"
Zhou Ping:......
“If you’re joking, it’s not so bad. You’re a good person.” After a moment of silence, he even offered a reason for Shang Yan, explaining, “It’s just that this kind of joke is a bit strange. Don’t say things like that in the future.”
"I'm not joking, is that really bad?" Shang Yan seized on the unusual point and continued to ask.
This time, the other side remained silent.
Just when Shang Yan thought Zhou Ping was about to hang up, his somewhat immature voice rang out again, "Then what do you want?"
Shang Yan felt he had achieved his goal. Zhou Ping didn't say anything, which meant he must think Shang Yan was a bad person.
"If you throw stones at me or try to stick things on me... be gentle." Zhou Ping thought for a long time, but he didn't know why Shang Yan would have such an idea.
But this is how it was done when someone bullied him a long, long time ago.
If Shang Yan were to do that...
"Huh?" Shang Yan was stunned. He hadn't expected Zhou Ping to think that way. "Do you really want to do this?"
"If you want to..." Zhou Ping's voice was very soft.
Shang Yan peeked out and saw that Ji Shaowei was already asleep. He then walked to the balcony.
As soon as the life control skill was activated, a vine came to his hand, and Shang Yan swung out. He was still holding his phone in his hand at this time, and the wind was whistling.
"Wait for me, I'm coming right now." After squatting down and picking off a light red pebble with patterns, Shang Yan used the vines to swing out.
It's very late now, and all around is quiet.
With the support of the big tree, Shang Yan easily climbed onto the balcony of Zhou Ping's dormitory.
Zhou Ping, who was staring blankly at his phone, noticed Shang Yan's figure appear on the balcony and his eyes flickered. He then walked over and opened the door for him.
"Why are you here...?" and so quickly.
Could it be... that you really want to mess with him and bully him?
Shang Yan smiled at him and handed him the pebble in his hand. "I saw this one on my way through the campus. It was very pretty, so I picked it off. Here, it's for you."
The smooth pebble has a pattern that looks like a heart.
"..." Zhou Ping reached out and took it, and the next moment Shang Yan pounced on him, "There's nothing else, let's stick it together."
He simply gave Zhou Ping a light hug.
Zhou Ping wrapped his arms around Shang Yan's waist, holding Shang Yan even tighter as he was about to leave.
Shang Yan felt very cold, and he was covered in sweat, though he didn't know what he had been doing.
"I'm covered in sweat..." Shang Yan struggled, but couldn't break free.
“It’s alright,” Zhou Ping said in a hoarse voice.
Shang Yan shifted uncomfortably. "It's alright," he said somewhat nervously, "You're poking me..."
"Are you feeling hot? Isn't this usually only in the morning? I'm never this energetic at other times..." Shang Yan thought for a moment and came up with an adjective, "Not this energetic!"
Zhou Ping's face flushed red to his ears. He let go of his hands, took a step back, and sat down in the chair with his legs crossed.
"Sorry..." Zhou Ping had lost count of how many times this had happened.
He gripped the pebble in his hand tightly, lowering his head and not daring to look at Shang Yan.
"It's nothing, I understand." Since they were both men, Shang Yan felt that the situation was nothing to worry about.
"I'm telling you, I want to do something bad," Shang Yan said, sitting on Zhou Ping's bed and revealing his purpose.
Zhou Ping looked up at him upon hearing this, "Why?"
"...I can't tell you that." You can't exactly say you want to get struck by lightning, can you?
Shang Yan had a premonition that if he said he wanted to be struck by lightning, Zhou Ping would definitely not support him.
"..." Zhou Ping pursed his lips and remained silent.
After a while, Zhou Ping's voice was weak but firm, "Then what are you going to do, Shang Yan... This is wrong, we can't do bad things."
Shang Yan nodded in agreement.
A small sphere appeared out of thin air, and 019 chuckled, "Didn't you realize that Shang Yan just wants to do something bad to you?"
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