“Pah pah pah pah…”
A pair of white hands fluttered on the black keyboard like butterflies. The ten slender fingers moved flexibly and quickly, so fast that the exact shape could not be seen. Only the floating shadows of the hands could be seen, and the sound of the keyboard tapping, as dense as the spring rain, could be heard. The document on the computer screen appeared line by line at a rapid speed, and the pages turned. The speed at which the sentences and paragraphs appeared was almost as fast as the speed at which people read.
It was already 12 o'clock in the evening, and the dormitory had long been out of power. Only the notebook screen emitted a faint light. Ning Wenru was typing on the notebook, his eyes flashing with excitement under his curved eyebrows, and a shy smile on his lips. Ning Wenru stared at the screen intently, and at the same time he pricked up his ears to listen to the movement at the door.
"Squeak..." The dormitory door was pushed open. Ning Wenru stared at the screen. He typed faster and said, "Finally back? Only your luggage is not moved."
Roommate Le Weijian closed the door, took off his short-sleeved shirt and walked towards Ning Wenru, saying, "It's past 12 o'clock, let's do it tomorrow. My girlfriend was too busy today and made me tired. Besides, the new students will be coming tomorrow anyway - you have to pick up the new students tomorrow, why are you still typing so late now?"
When Le Weijian passed by the desk in the middle of the dormitory, Ning Wenru clicked save and closed the document first, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's almost finished, so I'll work harder and write a little more."
When Le Weijian saw that there was no document on Ning Wenru's primitive computer desktop, a disappointed voice came from above Ning Wenru's head: "It's turned off again. You're almost done writing, so you're just going to let me read your masterpiece?"
Ning Wenru just smiled and refused, saying, "I still have to revise my writing after I finish it. We'll talk about it later. Go take a shower, it's almost 1 o'clock."
"Okay." Le Weijian shook his shoulders and walked into the bathroom.
At this time, Ning Wenru secretly opened the document, his eyes occasionally glanced in the direction of the bathroom, and he typed and wrote the benefits with a shy face. After writing the shy benefits, Ning Wenru also added a few doggerel: [Fuck the sky, fuck the earth, fuck the roommate, ride the tiger, ride the wolf, ride the senior, after a few months of training, Pang Zaiyuan, the cold and arrogant senior, finally gave in and made a difficult decision in accordance with his honest body...]
After writing for a few minutes, Ning Wenru finally finished writing, posted the chapter he had just written on Da JJ's literary website, and sent the written benefits to the group. At this time, Le Weijian was still humming in the bathroom and hadn't come out yet. Ning Wenru breathed a sigh of relief, and still felt a little bit of excitement in his heart.
Ning Wenru has a little secret.
He is a rotten man.
He is a gay man who writes pure love novels in Jinjiang and occasionally gives benefits to readers.
Ning Wenru has an exciting life every day, hiding from the curious eyes of her straight male roommates to keep updating and writing benefits. Not only has she trained her hand speed to be as fast as an octopus, she has also learned various ways to encrypt the documents in her computer and she has also trained her mind to be very strong.
But because of this, Ning Wenru had to write secretly, so the update was not very stable. Now, after Ning Wenru published a new chapter, he clicked on the comments he received and saw that, as expected, another reader sent him a razor blade: "If you don't update again, your little bottom will come to your house with a small whip to attack you!"
Ning Wenru smiled happily and turned off the computer.
Since he revealed his gender to readers, Ning Wenru is occasionally speculated about his gender and is often joked about. Ning Wenru always laughs it off, because he knows that he is neither a top nor a bottom, but just a fu. Although he gets a little excited when writing pure love novels about male-male relationships, he still thinks he prefers girls.
However, the next day, Ning Wenru overturned the idea of liking girls.
On this day, Ning Wenru, as a junior, was in charge of bringing the new students to the dormitory and enthusiastically helping them carry their luggage. However, the new student had a lot of luggage.
In addition to the usual blankets and two suitcases, the freshman also carried two large sacks on a shoulder pole. The volume of these two sacks was twice that of the suitcases. As the freshman's father had gone to the bank to withdraw money, Ning Wenru helped carry the sacks up to the dormitory building.
But these two sacks together weighed as much as three people. Ning Wenru climbed to the second floor, but his speed became slower and slower. He barely climbed to the third floor and a half, but he couldn't climb any further. Ning Wenru simply stopped halfway and asked weakly, "What are these things?"
The freshman said sheepishly, "These are all sweet potatoes and other local specialties grown at home. My father asked me to bring them here for everyone to eat. Brother, you worked so hard to carry them, I'll give you one of the bags."
Ning Wenru: “…”
Ning Wenru shook his head and said, "No, I'll help you move it to the dormitory. It's too heavy, let's rest for a while."
However, Ning Wenru didn't have time to rest for a few seconds, as a deep male voice rang out from the corridor: "Borrow it, don't block the way."
Ning Wenru turned around and saw his counselor leading a new student. When he saw the new student clearly, Ning Wenru's eyes widened unconsciously and his mind froze for a moment. If I were to describe this feeling, it would be like the blood in the body was flowing backwards, the brain was deprived of oxygen, the heartbeat stopped, and brilliant fireworks exploded above his head——
This freshman is so handsome.
Although he was a freshman, he looked more mature than Ning Wenru. Even though he had a neat and tidy crew cut, it couldn't hide the sharp and heroic features on his face. His facial features were deep and handsome, his sword-like eyebrows were full of momentum, and his dark pupils were unusually cold.
He was tall and straight, half a head taller than Ning Wenru, and estimated to be at least 1.85 meters tall. The white shirt was supported by beautiful but not exaggerated strong muscles, which were flat and thick on his chest, making him look particularly good in clothes. Although the arms of this new student were not very strong, he easily carried several suitcases and the pole Ning Wenru had placed on the corridor up.
Ning Wenru could see from the freshman's exposed arms that they were clearly refined muscles. They were not the terrifying thickness that came from eating protein powder in the gym, but were the muscles developed through actual combat, very explosive yet lean.
Wait... this freshman carried all his luggage upstairs?
Ning Wenru chased after him and said, "I'm sorry, it was too heavy, so I put it down halfway up the stairs to rest."
"No problem," the handsome guy carried all the luggage up the stairs easily and said, "I'll help you. Which floor?"
"It's the freshman's luggage. He's on the 8th floor, 810." Ning Wenru pointed at the freshman and answered.
The handsome guy went up to the fourth floor very easily, handed two of the suitcases to Ning Wenru, and said, "I'm in 408, I won't carry my luggage up to the eighth floor, you can help me look after it."
Ning Wenru nodded and took it, saying, "Okay."
Looking at the handsome freshman's back as he went upstairs, although his tone and eyes were cold, Ning Wenru suddenly felt that he was extremely manly. His overly perfect facial features and figure, his cold expression but his eagerness to help others, were like the strong bottom he wrote about in reality. In fact, Ning Wenru liked the strong bottom he wrote about, because the protagonist of his novel was the type he liked!
Ning Wenru felt a little regretful for not getting the phone number and photos just now.
But wait, which dormitory did the handsome freshman say he was in? 408!
——408 is the dormitory where Ning Wenru lives!
Oh my god! This is a coincidence of fate. Being able to see him up close, even if he is a straight man, he can still enjoy the sight every day. Ning Wenru felt like flowers were blooming in his heart, and his expression of joy was beyond words. He looked at the counselor next to him and asked, "Teacher, are you personally teaching the new students? Who is he?"
The counselor smiled and said, "He is not a freshman. He served as a volunteer soldier for two years in the middle of his studies and then came back to school. He is in the same grade as you. Wenru, I have arranged for him to stay in your dormitory. You have studied well and there is an empty bed in the dormitory. Take care of him and help him familiarize himself with the basic knowledge."
Ning Wenru agreed, humming a happy song in his heart, and pushed the handsome guy's luggage to his dormitory. Before, I thought I liked girls more, but it turned out that it was because I hadn't met a handsome guy who was so handsome that he wanted to come out!
After a while, the handsome freshman also came to Ning Wenru's dormitory. The counselor gave some instructions and left. Ning Wenru arranged the handsome freshman to sleep on the bed opposite to his. When the handsome freshman started to pack his luggage, Ning Wenru began to ask about the handsome freshman's situation.
"I heard that you were a soldier. You're amazing. You can lift such a heavy thing." Ning Wenru praised.
The handsome guy seemed to be in a good mood. His expression was a little more relaxed than before. He said, "Well, you can exercise a little."
"Your arms look very strong. They don't seem to have much flesh but are very powerful. Can I poke them to feel them?" Ning Wenru asked shyly.
Then, when Ning Wenru saw the handsome guy nodded, he suppressed his excitement, stretched out a finger, poked the handsome guy's biceps, poked it again, then opened his palm, wrapped it and grabbed it.
The muscles of the handsome man's arm filled Ning Wenru's palm. The hardness, elasticity, and wonderful feeling were something Ning Wenru had never felt before. Although Ning Wenru himself had arm muscles, he had never trained them, so they were all soft. Now that he had felt them a little and experienced them personally, Ning Wenru knew how his pure love could describe the feeling of this kind of muscle touch.
Although he wanted to feel it more deeply, Ning Wenru didn't dare to move too aggressively. He just felt it a little and asked, "Your arms are well trained. By the way, I haven't asked your name yet?"
"My surname is Pang, Pang Zaiyuan," the handsome guy said, and then asked, "We are roommates, so there is no need to be polite. What is your name?"
"Pang Zaiyuan? My name is... Ning Wenru." Ning Wenru was stunned for a moment before answering, and then asked in surprise: "Is it Pang under Long Zaiguang?"
Seeing Pang Zaiyuan nod again, Ning Wenru spoke with difficulty, praising him: "The Book of Changes says, 'On the first nine, the dragon hides and does not use its power, or it leaps into the abyss... quietly waiting for the right time, it will soar into the sky like a dragon! Pang Zaiyuan, what a good name."
Pang Zaiyuan raised his lips slightly, and looked at Ning Wenru with a little more appreciation: "Your name is also very suitable for your temperament, it has a scholarly air."
Ning Wenru smiled dryly, feeling a little guilty.
The reason why he could come up with this paragraph so quickly was because as a third-rate BL writer who was bad at naming, he always had to look up dictionaries and various books when he wanted to come up with a good name.
During the crackdown period, naming was not easy. In order to avoid being invited for tea and unnecessary trouble, it was best not to have the same name as a political leader or other celebrity. Therefore, Ning Wenru searched Baidu for each name, and only dared to use the name in the novel after making sure that there was no search result.
In addition, Ning Wenru also hoped that the name he chose would have a concrete meaning. When he came up with Pang Zaiyuan, a name that was more meaningful than Pang Wenhao, Pang Jianfeng, Long Aotian, Zhao Liangchen, etc., Ning Wenru was very proud of it for a long time.
Such a meaningful name is certainly worthy of a strong and patient personality.
Therefore, the nice name Pang Zaiyuan had long been used by Ning Wenru in his BL novels to portray his favorite strong and patient bottom.
But this is not a problem. If it were just this, Ning Wenru would not feel so guilty now.
The point is, in the 400,000-word BL novel that Ning Wenru is currently writing, he has already written the name Pang Zaiyuan as a forced receiver and has done this and that indescribable thing without reservation, and has used various indescribable methods many times, and has given benefits to readers many times.
That's not a problem.
The most important thing is that this article has not been finished yet! In addition to the final chapter, there are several bonus chapters that I promised to write for readers, including the hot spring beach small tree forest laboratory, etc. Therefore, Ning Wenru needs to continue writing secretly under the eyes of his roommates.
Although Ning Wenru had two years of successful experience of hiding from his roommates while writing BL novels, he was confident in his stealth skills and had set up various passwords on his computer. However, he only had to hide from one roommate before! Moreover, when he saw Pang Zaiyuan packing up his things, an inexplicable feeling of guilt still lingered in Ning Wenru's heart.
However, it would be bad if I gave up and didn't write it. And it's almost finished with 400,000 words. If I suddenly changed the names of the main characters, readers would find it hard to accept. In fact, it's just the same name. Even if I continue writing, it probably won't be seen...right?