In Lin's later years, he lifted the bed curtain and saw Liu Zhuang's desk was opposite his bed.
There are eight people living in his dormitory, and they occupy the bookcase and desk in order of precedence.
It was lunch time and Liu Zhuang had not gone to bed yet. He was looking at the figures that had just arrived.
From Lin's perspective in his later years, he can clearly see the figure in Liu Zhuang's hand.
It is a male doll in ancient costume with exquisite appearance, which looks lifelike, just like a real person.
The eyes of the figurine look inexplicably familiar, and seem a little weird the more I look at them?
Although Liu Zhuang's name is Zhuang, his name may have been given to him by his parents because of his horoscope.
In fact, he is very thin, with a feminine face. He speaks slowly, with a masculine voice mixed with a feminine one. What makes people impressed about him is probably his bright eyes.
He usually wears old clothes and is the poorest person in the dormitory. He is very quiet most of the time and everyone treats him as a invisible person when he doesn't talk.
Here comes the problem.
You can tell he comes from a poor family, so why did he buy this figure?
Lin kept a plan in mind in his later years.
At this time, Liu Zhuang moved the chair, Lin Wannian quickly lowered the bed curtain, picked up his mobile phone and looked at the message Su Xiqian sent him.
Then he noticed a figure outside the bed curtain, and as he watched, the dark figure lifted the curtain.
The two men looked into each other's eyes.
Lin Wannian was already scared to death, and said with a fake smile: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Liu Zhuang let go and said calmly: "I thought you were asleep."
"Even if I'm asleep, you can't lift up my bed curtains, right?" Lin Wannian scolded.
It was at this moment that he suddenly realized something: "Are you secretly in love with me?"
Liu Zhuang didn't say anything, but his face turned a little red.
“…”
Seeing him like this, Lin Wannian quickly took back what he had just said: "Eh? What did I just say? Okay, I should go to bed, don't disturb my sleep."
He pulled the bed curtain in front of him and covered himself tightly.
The figure outside the bed curtain left.
Lin Wannian then lifted a corner and saw Liu Zhuang's figurine standing upright, its eyes meeting his.
It's really weird.
He quickly put it down and went to sleep facing the wall.
"Meow..." The black cat, which was originally sleeping with its eyes squinted, raised its eyes and looked in a certain direction. After the threat disappeared, it continued to sleep.
After lunch break.
When Lin Wannian got up, he looked at the figurine on Liu Zhuang's desk and found it was gone.
——It should have been taken away by Liu Zhuang.
Lin thought so in his later years.
The afternoon classes made him drowsy. After two classes, Lin Wannian suppressed his sleepiness and went to the peach blossom forest with his roommates.
At this season, the peach blossoms have almost fallen, leaving only leaves and tree trunks.
"No, late in life, why did you ask us to come here?"
Although the other six people did not speak, they all looked at him with confusion.
Lin Wannian pretended to be mysterious: "I found a fortune teller, and the Taoist said that it is easy to get love with peach blossoms. For the sake of all the singles in our dormitory, I will share this news with you. Don't thank me, we are all good brothers."
Wang Dantian and several others twitched their lips: "Where can we find peach blossoms in this season?"
"You're not looking for a charlatan, are you?"
"Trust me, just do it." Lin Wannian looked around and found a lot of cut peach wood branches on the ground.
He walked over and picked up a few.
The remaining seven people looked at each other.
"Do you want to go?" asked the fourth brother.
"Go ahead, it's not something to be ashamed of." Wang Dantian said as he walked over.
Several other roommates followed suit.
Liu Zhuang and Zhang Yan were left behind. They looked at each other and followed him.
Taking the peach wood back to the dormitory, Lin Wannian arranged and put it away as Susie Qian had said.
At this time, Mao Liu took the system out to play.
Lin Wannian changed into his jersey, looked at the group chat messages, and walked towards the venue for tonight's game.
Today's competition venue is outdoors.
After last night's stuffy indoor temperature, the flowing and fresh air outside made me feel much more comfortable.
The game hasn't started yet.
In his later years, Lin practiced with his teammates and watched basketball games from other colleges during breaks to learn some new skills.
After watching for a while, he saw Sang Linxuan, who was wearing a black T-shirt today, holding a book in his hand, and walking slowly towards him alone.
He seemed to be looking for someone, and before Lin Wannian could greet him, he looked at Lin Wannian.
The two looked into each other's eyes.
In the end, Sang Linxuan took the initiative to look away.
Under Lin's late gaze, he walked under the tree next to the basketball court and opened the book in his hand.
He lowered his head slightly, his black hair covering his eyes.
I feel out of place among the other classmates who are always looking down at their phones.
"Damn, who is that guy? He's standing under a tree with a book in his hand, pretending to read. So pretentious." Lin Wannian's teammates saw him looking somewhere and didn't know if he was looking at a girl. However, they couldn't help but complain when they saw a boy who was so unique.
“It’s really quite pretentious.”
Lin Wannian replied to him because he saw several girls walking towards Sang Linxuan, and with his 5.0 vision, he could clearly see that the girls had shyness on their faces.
It's the girl I approached.
But no one knows what Sang Linxuan said, and the girls walked away with disappointment on their faces.
After the girl left, Sang Linxuan looked over at Lin Lao Nian.
The two people's eyes met again.
"Old age, gather together." The voices of teammates came.
Lin Wannian came back to his senses: "Okay."
Sang Linxuan saw Lin Wannian running to his teammates and watching them gather together. He retracted his gaze and lowered his head to look at the book in his hand.
This book is the one I listened to when listening to ancient Chinese literature last night.
There are notes in a new class with a different handwriting from his.
It was written by Lin in his later years based on his teacher's blackboard writing.
He reached out and stroked the words on it, his heart pounding.
——Lin is a special person in his later years.
Why did Sang Linxuan come here to listen to Lin Wannian's words? Perhaps he was really looking forward to it, or even what Lin Wannian said at noon, he realized that what Lin Wannian said was true.
If Lin doesn't want to bother him anymore in his later years, will he really be happy?
Thinking of this result, I felt unhappy and even wanted to shout that I couldn't do this and I couldn't refuse.
So he came anyway, to see Lin in his later years.
Perhaps Lin’s old age was his disaster.
But he is not a real person, will Lin Wannian be afraid? But it is useless to be afraid, because he was the one who provoked him first.
Thinking of this, Sang Linxuan glanced there again, with other emotions in his mind.
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