Chapter 104 The Harder You Try, the More Unfortunate You Are
Overly direct questions create tension in the air.
Song Hengyang was tall, and just by standing there he could block out half of the light in the infirmary, casting a hazy and ambiguous hue on the transparent interior.
Now he lowered his head slightly, his neck naturally bent, his thin eyelids lifted, and when his pure black and clear eyes looked at people, one could inexplicably sense the innocence of a giant dog staring at his master helplessly.
Song Hengyang's cold, slender fingers pinched the milk tea cup, causing a slight dent, and he shook his head slightly for a while.
When Shen Zhi heard the answer, he didn't have any special reaction and just said "Oh" insincerely.
It would be difficult to deal with Song Hengyang if he didn't like men. Shen Zhi also planned that if Song Hengyang liked men, he would tie him up with Qin Dingzhuo so that he could kill two birds with one stone.
Qin Dingzhuo doesn't like men, so his pursuit of Song Hengyang became a persistent one, dragging straight men into the water.
Song Hengyang became the victim, and maybe even Lapo could give Song Hengyang some sympathy points, which was not what Shen Zhi wanted to see.
Shen Zhi just wanted to do his job cleanly and leave others in the dark.
Shen Zhi injured his foot and couldn't go back, so Ruan Zhu finally took Shen Zhi back to the Student Union on a trolley.
Song Hengyang did not leave. He did not bring an umbrella. The sun was shining brightly outside, and in order to avoid worsening his allergies, he would have to wait until the evening before returning to the dormitory.
Fang Hao was embarrassed to leave first, so he stayed with him in the infirmary.
Fang Hao is a restless person. Compared to Song Hengyang who was sitting quietly beside him waiting for the red spots to fade, he felt like he was being crawled on by ants all over his body.
"Hengyang," Fang Hao finally spoke after struggling for a long time, "Does the senior like you?"
Fang Hao held the milk tea in his hand and turned his head to look at Song Hengyang's cold pale profile, from his brow to his jaw and then to his slender neck, he looked like a noble young man who had walked out of a meticulous painting.
It's hard for anyone not to like Song Hengyang's appearance, which is like a beautiful girl from the high mountains.
The more Fang Hao thought about Senior Shen's question, the more he felt something was wrong. Could it be a test of Song Hengyang's sexual orientation?
Song Hengyang raised his black eyelashes, the warm orange sunlight was cool, he tilted his head slightly, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.
It seemed as if he didn't understand what Fang Hao meant.
Fang Hao gulped down the milk tea, threw the empty cup into the trash can, sat upright and analyzed the matter logically with Song Hengyang.
"Do you know what this question is like?" Fang Hao frowned and thought of the dozen or so noisy and shouting children at home during the Chinese New Year. He tried to make an analogy for Song Hengyang, "It's like a child asking you, brother, are the snacks you eat delicious?"
"They're not really asking if your snacks are delicious, they just want to eat the snacks in your hand," Fang Hao sorted out the logical relationship, "just like Senior Shen is not asking if you like men, he is actually asking..."
Fang Hao stopped talking halfway and looked at Song Hengyang hopefully, "You should understand what I mean, right?"
Song Hengyang hesitated for a while before slowly nodding.
Senior Shen was actually asking if there was any chance for him to develop with him?
Thinking of this, Song Hengyang lowered his eyes, and the red spots on his cold white skin gradually faded, leaving only an inconspicuous red color.
"Senior..." Song Hengyang opened his mouth, wanting to refute something, "He said he didn't like it."
Before he finished speaking, Fang Hao already understood what Song Hengyang wanted to say.
Shen Zhi once told Qin Dingzhuo that he didn't like men, but Fang Hao felt that this didn't prove anything. It just proved that Senior Shen was a closet person.
Fang Hao thought: "Have you ever thought that what Qin Dingzhuo said is quite right?"
Song Hengyang cast an inquiring look at the right time.
Fang Hao cleared his throat and added, "Homophobia is a deep closet."
Senior Shen's disgusted attitude makes people feel that what he hates is not homosexuality, but his cowardly resistance to the approach of homosexual Qin Dingzhuo.
Song Hengyang withdrew his gaze and suddenly fell into deep thought.
Fang Hao shut up after seeing this. The main reason why he could analyze things in great detail was that he was also an expert.
Senior Shen's behavior made him almost see his own shadow as Shen Kui.
If Senior Shen really has a crush on Song Hengyang, Fang Hao still hopes that they can take fewer detours and not suffer like he did in the past when he was timid and submissive.
It was best to be able to talk it out, but he didn't expect that he and Song Hengyang basically never saw Shen Zhi again afterwards.
The freshman convention was coming up soon, and Shen Zhi became busy again, preparing the program and studying the procedures of the convention.
I didn't go back to the dormitory for several days and lived in a small room reserved by the student union.
Shen Zhi's foot has almost healed, but there is still some dull pain, and he is still applying medicine.
"Senior, there will be a freshman convention the day after tomorrow. Let's get together and relax tomorrow night, shall we?"
This is the message from Ruan Zhu. Not only Shen Zhi is busy these days, but everyone else is also very tired.
Shen Zhi did not refuse and replied "OK."
This kind of activity is basically AA, and there is no such thing as whoever has more money pays the bill. Shen Zhi is also willing to participate a few times occasionally.
After receiving the reply, Ruan Zhu did not send any more messages.
Shen Zhi looked at the sky outside which had already become dark, packed up his things and returned to the dormitory.
The rest are just trivial matters, and it will be the same if I deal with them tomorrow.
Shen Zhi walked back. It was not far from the dormitory. His ankle, which had not fully healed, still felt a little uncomfortable.
Shen Zhi leaned against the wall and opened the dormitory door.
Chu Shi just came out with his back bare, his back muscles bulging.
The incandescent light overhead shone down, casting a porcelain-like halo on the well-defined abdominal muscles, and dim light and shadows on the grooves.
Chu Shi met Shen Zhi's slightly stunned eyes, paused slightly, and the next second he put on a short-sleeved shirt to cover up his well-trained body.
"I thought you weren't going back to the dormitory today," Chu Shi explained, which was a rare opportunity for him to explain why he came out of the bathroom without clothes just now.
Shen Zhi raised his lips. The dazzling light forced him to squint his eyes, but his expression relaxed, with a hint of fatigue in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
His golden hair was not very neat, scattered on his forehead and the back of his neck, looking quite lazy and tired, as if at this moment Shen Zhi had left the world and become someone within reach.
It is more approachable and friendly.
This slight change was noticed by the sensitive Chu Shi.
Shen Zhi nodded, "Nothing to do today," explained briefly, then walked around Chu Shi and returned to his bed.
Shen Zhi took out Yunnan Baiyao from the bedside and sprayed it on his ankles. The cool mist penetrated into the skin as soon as it came into contact with it, and the pain in the bones was greatly reduced.
Chu Shi, who was wiping his head on the bed, glanced at Shen Zhi's red and swollen ankle, and finally his eyes were fixed on the box on Shen Zhi's desk.
Shen Zhi had damaged many of his things intentionally or unintentionally in the past few days, but Chu Shi didn't care much about it and he didn't want the damaged things anymore.
I don’t know why, but later they were all put away in boxes by Shen Zhi.
Put it on the table.
It was carefully protected by a cover, as if it were a treasure.
"Are you busy lately?" Shen Zhi stayed in the dormitory every day in the past few days. Every time Chu Shi entered the room, the light was on. Shen Zhi would sit at the desk, with her slender back upright in the light. She would wait for him to come back, nod to him, and then continue to be busy.
Chu Shi hadn't seen anyone for the past few days and felt a subtle sense of discomfort.
Shen Zhi looked up in surprise, somewhat surprised that Shi Youtian actually spoke to him first. He was stunned for a moment and then said naturally, "Not bad."
It was just a sudden greeting that ended in a hurry just as it began.
Chu Shi stood up and put the wet towel on the rack. With his short hair half-dry, he picked up a courier package from Shen Zhi's desk. "This is your courier. I saw it at the dormitory door yesterday."
Shen Zhi took it. It was a small black square box with no signs of having been opened.
"Did you also help me bring in the package I received a few days ago?" Shen Zhi thought of the famous brand watch.
Chu Shi noticed that Shen Zhi looked strange, but still nodded.
Shen Zhi held the black box in his hand. The edges of his fingertips turned white due to the force applied, and his eyes were puzzled.
No wonder he didn't notice anything wrong with Chu Shi when he stayed in the dormitory a few days ago. It was not Chu Shi, but the person who was secretly spying on him didn't have the key. It could even be said that Chu Shi had unintentionally become a chess piece in his hands.
Shen Zhi didn't open it, but reached for his cell phone instead. With trembling fingers he flipped through the address book, found a familiar number and called it.
Chu Shi's upbringing did not allow him to eavesdrop on his roommate's phone conversation, so he put on headphones.
"Mom," Shen Zhi said a little awkwardly, but soon he calmed down, "Did you and uncle have a good time in the Maldives?"
There seemed to be bursts of silver bell-like laughter from a woman on the other end of the phone, which showed that this trip was very much to her liking.
After Shen Zhi chatted for a few sentences, he got straight to the point, "Mom, is anyone home now?"
Shen Zhi spoke carefully, in a roundabout and tactful manner as if he was deliberately avoiding something.
The woman opposite did not hear Shen Zhi's implied meaning and responded bluntly.
Shen Zhi's body relaxed visibly, and his shoulders slumped a little. "It's okay. I don't need to move in. I'm fine living in the dormitory. It's OK if there's no one at home."
Shen Zhi hung up the phone and seemed to be in a daze, still holding the phone until his palms became numb.
Shen Zhi let out a breath, and his abnormally beating heart slowly calmed down.
"Would you like some water?" Shen Zhi blinked his long eyelashes, and a paper cup full of water appeared in front of him, held up by bony fingers.
There was a thin layer of sweat on Shen Zhi's forehead, and the moist moisture also stained his eyelashes, making them sticky.
"Thank you," Shen Zhi carefully avoided Chu Shi's finger bones, picked up the paper cup, put it to his lips and took a sip.
Shen Zhi was not a person without fear, but after he became a smiling tiger who could play dirty tricks without batting an eyelid, he gradually stopped being afraid of them.
A kind gesture will always be supported by more people.
Even though there are a few people around him who notice that he is not what he seems, most people still think he is a good senior.
That's enough.
Shen Zhi's cell phone screen suddenly lit up. It was a text message from the teacher who was guiding Shen Zhi in the Innovation and Entrepreneurship Competition.
"I've given the position of team leader to classmate Song Hengyang. You may not know him. I'll send you his WeChat ID later. Please send him the materials we've studied."
The straightforward words left no room for maneuver and easily gave the opportunity that Shen Zhi had fought for to Song Hengyang.
"He has experience and will make it easier for us to win the championship this time." Perhaps the teacher felt that his announcement was too abrupt, so he added a few more sentences.
This project was originally initiated by this teacher. Shen Zhi did not refuse the qualification and gave a simple reply while tapping his fingers.
Shen Zhi's teeth were itching. Whenever he encountered something annoying, he couldn't help but want to bite something in his mouth.
Shen Zhi bit his lips, and the translucent lip beads that had just been dyed with water color fell on the tip of his teeth, and were smoothed by his teeth, revealing a white lip line.
The soft vermilion lips were tortured wantonly by its owner.
Chu Shi on the side stared at Shen Zhi's overly rough action with a frown on his face. Just as he was about to say something, the rapid ringing of his cell phone suddenly rang in the air.
Seeing that Shen Zhi was unable to move, Chu Shi handed him a glass of water. This was the limit of his kindness as a roommate. He had never liked Shen Zhi since he met him and it was still the same now.
After Shen Zhi answered the phone, Chu Shi returned to his bed.
The ringing of the cell phone awakened Shen Zhi's mind. The caller's name was written in two large characters: "Ruan Zhu".
Shen Zhi controlled the ringing in his ears and answered the phone.
"Junior sister Ruan Zhu?" Shen Zhi's tone was gentle, and to the uninformed ears, it sounded like he was calling an old lover who still had feelings for him.
Chu Shi, who was about to put on headphones, paused slightly in his movements.
Ruan Zhu seemed a little embarrassed, a rare shyness, "Senior, do you know Junior Song Hengyang?"
The second time, within just ten minutes, Shen Zhi heard this name from two people.
"I don't know him," Shen Zhi answered rather coldly. Under normal circumstances, the attentive Ruan Zhu would have definitely noticed something, but she didn't notice it now.
Ruan Zhu tried to recall Shen Zhi's memory, "It was the junior who helped us fix the multimedia that day. He even carried us to the infirmary a few days ago. I see that you two have a pretty good relationship."
"Senior, he is interested in coming to the student union. Can we bring him to the dinner tomorrow?" Ruan Zhu stammered and told the real purpose. As a beauty lover, she really likes Song Hengyang's face.
But Song Hengyang looked too cold and she was too embarrassed to talk to him. But after thinking about it, she felt that the gentle and polite president would definitely not reject her.
Shen Zhi's eyes darkened. Song Hengyang was coming to the Student Union?
She became the host before him, not only snatched his title of school hunk, but also took away his position as team leader in the entrepreneurship competition. Now she has to compete in the student union.
Shen Zhigu linked together the honors of Song Hengyang when he called out the menu in the infirmary. Was it Song Hengyang who was challenging him at that time to compete with his "famous" senior from Yuchuan?
Maybe it's just to prove my own strength.
No matter what, Song Hengyang has already affected his own interests, and Shen Zhi will not sit idly by.
Shen Zhi pretended to say "Oh", rubbed his eyes, and said apologetically: "I was too busy, and my brain short-circuited. I know Junior Song Hengyang, and I have a good relationship with him."
Ruan Zhu didn't care why Shen Zhi didn't think of Song Hengyang, and just thought he was too tired.
When she was playing with her friends and someone called her name, she and her friend would look at each other, not knowing who was being called.
Good friends don’t often call each other by their names; she’s used to it.
Ruan Zhu's mind was full of Shen Zhi's words about his good relationship with Song Hengyang, and he happily asked, "So, senior, can you invite him over?"
Seeing that Ruan Zhu believed what he said, Shen Zhi smiled more sincerely and did not notice Chu Shi's inquiring and doubtful look.
Shen Zhi slowed down his voice, "Song..." Hengyang.
Shen Zhi realized that he was calling him too unfamiliar, and immediately changed his words, "Yangyang is shy and likes to be alone. He is not comfortable staying in such a large gathering, so don't call him this time. Next time, see which department he joins and get together with a few people. He will feel more comfortable."
"Ah? Is that so? Okay then," Ruan Zhu's voice dropped. Shen Zhi and Song Hengyang had such a good relationship, there was no reason for Ruan Zhu not to believe what he said.
When Shen Zhi heard Ruan Zhu's unwillingness but having to let go of his thoughts, he was in a good mood and let go of her lips that had been ravaged by him until they were bright red.
In other places, Shen Zhi couldn't do anything to Song Hengyang, but in the Student Union which was still under his control, it was okay for him not to bring Song Hengyang along.
"You know Song Hengyang and have a good relationship with him?" A sudden voice interrupted Shen Zhi's ears.
Shen Zhi raised his eyes and found Chu Shi standing under the incandescent light without him noticing. The bright light cast a dark shadow on Chu Shi's overly tough face.
"I grew up with him, how come I didn't know he had a good friend like you?" Chu Shi's voice was sharp, and when he lowered his eyelids, he inadvertently brought out the tone of interrogation.