Hearing a noise from this side, Luo Jia's head moved in the darkness.

Bai Yan observed the meeting, and saw that Luo Jia was quiet again, and then he looked at the discarded mobile phone again, and picked it up with a gloomy expression.

With some unknown emotion, he scanned the contents as quickly as he could.

Zhou Yundian sometimes really admires the sleep quality of the other two people in the bedroom, especially Wan Brown, who can hear his snoring.

He looked at Luo Jia's bed for a while, and then there was no movement.

Bai Yan's bed still has a little dark blue light, and he is looking at his mobile phone.

The light shone on his well-defined face, and it was a presence that could keep people's eyes in the darkness.

Zhou Yundian was more depressed, and his eyes were a little hot.

But he stared at people, only paying attention to the content of the phone, and didn't pay any attention to him.

Zhou Yundian twisted his aching wrist, he wanted to try it, so it was no wonder that Bai Yan was there.

But Bai Yan seemed to have only grabbed it for a few moments, but afterwards he was so sore, he suspected that this was a thorough understanding of hitting acupuncture points.

It's too ruthless!

It's a little bit different from Bai Yan's usual style.

Zhou Yundian suddenly remembered the scene when Bai Yan hugged Luo Jia, when he attacked on a temporary basis, Bai Yan let go when he took the person to a safe place. It happened instantly, so neither he nor Wan Brown noticed a place that was easy to ignore, how could Bai Yan take the initiative to touch someone? It's still the kind of hugging that feels like encircling a person in your arms.

At the beginning of his freshman year, when the school rules stipulated that he should sleep together, Bai Yan took his cleanliness to the extreme, as if the world was full of bacteria, and human beings were the source of all bacteria.

Zhou Yundian finished dancing the black swan dance in the theater in the afternoon, and when he got off the stage to talk to the excited Luo Jia, he found that the figure of Bai Yan flashed at the exit.

The two are not related, but there seems to be a subtle connection.

Zhou Yundian suddenly shrugged his hair, looked at his hand that was still stinging with pinprick pain, and cursed in a low voice.

You tell me honestly.

Are you jealous of me?

As the spring grew, Luo Jia covered the quilt a little hot, his eyes barely opened a slit, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The moonlight spread on the balcony, and a tall and straight back fell into view, it seemed to be Bai Yan, his insomnia has not recovered after so many years? It's all an incurable disease.

Luo Jia pondered for a moment and closed her eyes again.

When Luo Jia got up the next day, Zhou Yundian, who had changed into a dance costume and went to the rehearsal, was left in the dormitory.

Wan Brown set off to work before dawn, Bai Yan spent very little time in the dormitory every day, and sometimes the boys on this floor would come over and ask, did Brother Yan not move back at all, because Mao couldn't touch it.

Of course you can't touch it, the big guy goes out early and returns late every day.

When Zhou Yundian saw him wake up, the corners of his mouth moved, and his expression was quite complicated.

It's like trying to say something, but I don't know how to organize the language.

Luojia: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Zhou Yundian has seen with his own eyes how the autumn wind swept away the leaves when Bai Yan rejected the male lovers.

He thought about it, but decided to observe it again, maybe it was because he was looking at the human base with rotten eyes.

He himself is

，

It doesn't mean that there are so many gay in this world.

Even if same-sex marriage is open,

The proportion of gay in male sexuality is still alarmingly low.

"It's nothing, you don't have classes in the morning and you get up so early?"

"I'm used to it, and I can't sleep at the end of the day."

While they were chatting, two men who looked to be on all fours knocked on the door and said, "Classmate, we are Dashao's subordinates, and we have already registered downstairs, come and get something." ”

The two stopped talking, Zhou Yundian said that he went to the dance studio first, and Luo Jia opened his mouth to let the bodyguards in.

Luo Jia got out of bed, and one of the big men glanced at him, isn't this the little handsome guy who was sent to the hospital that day.

Luo Jia saw that they were making Bai Yan's bed, Bai Yan usually changed it by himself, but occasionally invited others to come over when he was busy.

Just as they were tidying up, they opened the cabinet next to them, and a paper bag that Luo Jia was very familiar with fell out, and the sleeping pillow with the pattern of a rose inside was also revealed.

Loga walked over and tried to take a closer look, but bodyguard A shook the pillow and put it back in the cabinet.

Luo Jia stared at the closed closet door, and read that right, it was the pillow bag that his grandmother had given him, and a pillow that was almost identical to his!

Luo Jia slowly looked up at the pillow that she had slept on for a while.

It's the same style, only the embroidery is different, and his is a little jasmine.

The fingertips touched the slightly open lips, and the heart seemed to beat fast.

Bai Yan is now using a different style, not a sleeping pillow made by grandma.

They had all slept opposite each other for so many days, Bai Yan must have found his pillow a long time ago.

But Bai Yan didn't seem to see it, didn't ask anything, and didn't show curiosity.

If asked, how would he answer?

[Luo Jia] is the long-lost son of the grandmother's son's ex-wife's sister, and the focus is on the long-lost son.

Although they are cousins, in fact, because the husband and wife are separated, this relationship is a little far apart, and it would be too far-fetched to say that they are familiar with their grandmother.

So how did [Luojia] get this pillow?

Grandma doesn't give away handmade products easily, she used to only make them for him alone, does Bai Yan know this?

Whether you know it or not, there is one thing that is undeniable, Bai Yan definitely makes grandma remember it.

Jia: [Milk, last time you said that Bai Yan sometimes accompanies you, how long does it usually take to stay with you?] ]

Ying: [You'll come and see me in a week or two and talk to me about you, he's a good boy.] ]

Grandma's favorability is about to be blown up by Bai Yan!

Luo Jia didn't feel at ease when he heard his grandmother mention the Bai banquet to see her, and the "sometimes" he thought were at most once or twice a year.

For the nostalgia of ordinary friends, it is enough.

But it's so often that it's a little bit unbelievable.

A fragment of memory struck Luo Jia, and after Grandma said [udi], there was suddenly no follow-up.

Looking back now, it was probably restricted by the rules of this world, so was grandma talking about a cemetery?

Combined with the recent restoration of Song Enlin's identity, no matter whether Bai Yan destroys the mourning hall or erases Song Enlin's existence, there is really another hidden reason.

Luo Jia relaxed, he didn't want Bai Yan to hate him in his bones. ()

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The banquet of Nabai will not be long ago - suspect that I am Song Enlin?

Luo Jia thought of his almost unconcealed state again, and his heart jumped to his throat for a while!

The two bodyguards glanced at each other in the corner where Luo Jia was not looking, and sent a message in time after leaving the dormitory.

Luo Jia was walking on the way to the cafeteria and met Ai Qiong, who went to buy milk tea with her roommate.

Ai Qiong was organizing a new three-school sorority, and when she saw Luo Jia, who seemed to be in her spirit, she waved her hand in front of him: "What are you thinking, come back to your senses!" There's a networking this week, and this time it's super high, you promised me to participate last time! ”

Luo Jia didn't hear it clearly, but only heard the last sentence and responded: "Call me when you are active." ”

Ai Qiong said happily: "Great, it seems that this time we can blow up a lot of diving parties!" ”

The physical education class in the afternoon is a free activity, Luo Jia looks at the sun fiercely, the boys in the class say to play table tennis, Luo Jia thinks that this is indoors, and there is no need to move too much, so he happily went to the equipment room.

However, because the ping-pong racket was placed on the top of the rack, when he reached the ball, a small bamboo basket on top was unstable and fell down.

The barbs at the corners of the bamboo basket slashed at Luo Jia's forehead, leaving a trace and quickly swollen.

Luo Jia snorted lightly, frowned, and raised her hand to wipe her forehead, but there was no bleeding.

Luo Jia was still a little glad that there was nothing heavy in the bamboo basket, otherwise it would not be as simple as a scratch.

Seeing this, the boys gathered around to see his face, and the bangs were briefly brushed aside by the barbed segments.

"Luojia, are you alright! OG, you have a wound on your forehead! ”

"I have long told the people in the sports department that things in the equipment room should not be placed indiscriminately, can they afford to hit Luo Jia in the face?"

"Your forehead is broken, I'll accompany you to the infirmary!"

This is the Yan King of their entire department, and it is not only their department, and they can even look forward to the entire freshman year.

There are more men and fewer women in the information department, and if the girls outside know about it, it will be okay?

Luo Jia cried and laughed: "A little injury, I'll just go to the infirmary by myself." ”

But he was a little afraid of pain, his face was slightly pale, and it just so happened that he didn't like physical education class very much, so he went to the infirmary to find some iodine wine disinfectant.

The girls outside still heard about Luo Jia's injury, and a girl Xizi held her heart.

"How can Luo Jia be hurt, my mother's heart is going to be broken!"

"Like Luo Jia, he should go to the art department, or the film and television school next door, it's a pity that peerless lava, he is simply outstanding in our department!"

"We're not chickens, we should be called Golden Rooster Independence!"

"Ah, I can't stand it, how did you get into our school, the physical education teacher is going to cry and faint in the toilet!"

Physical education teacher fishing in the distance: "? ”

Before Luo Jia could reach the infirmary, she was stopped by several classmates from the photography club.

They said that the new school grass competition has been carried out to the final stage, and Luo Jia's votes are currently ranked first, but Luo Jia's photos were captured by the students of the photography club during military training, and they did not show Luo Jia's appearance at all, and they wanted to invite him to the photography club

() Take a new one.

Luo Jia doesn't know this yet, when did he become a school grass?

I'll check it later, the most important thing now is that he wants to deal with the wound, but they are too enthusiastic and chase after him, Luo Jia reacts quickly and runs.

"Wait, Luo Jia, you think about it! ()”

≈ldo;! ()”

This student of the photography club is a sophomore in the Department of Information, and their department has not been out of school for so many years.

Finally seeing hope, giving up easily is not the consistent purpose of their photography agency.

Luo Jia simply hid in the infirmary, but the medical teacher was not there at this time.

Luo Jia casually opened a half-covered curtain in front of him, he wanted to hide inside, but he was caught off guard and met the half-lying person inside.

Since Bai Yan moved back to the bedroom, he almost fell asleep counting Luo Jia's breathing, but he slept quite little every day, and he was now hanging an ordinary nutrient solution.

Hearing the footsteps behind, Luo Jia didn't have time to say hello, so she hid behind the curtain and looked at Bai Yan nervously.

Bai Yan directly pulled out the infusion needle, Luo Jia looked at the splash on the silver needle in horror, and her eyelids jumped, this action is too amazing.

The boy from the photography club knocked on the door and entered the infirmary, but before he could start looking for Luo Jia, he saw that the curtain was opened first, revealing Bai Yan's unique face.

Bai Yan raised his eyes to look at the boy: "What are you making a fuss about?" ”

"Yan, Brother Yan, you're also here," the boy looked around and didn't see Luo Jia, he didn't notice that he was more than a meter away from him, and a pair of feet were still showing under the partition curtain, he said nervously, "I'm sorry to disturb you, let's go." ”

When the boys from the photography club left, Bai Yan looked at Luo Jia, who looked nervous: "Okay, they're all gone." ”

Bai Yan noticed that Luo Jia's face was paler than usual, and his eyes focused on Luo Jia's forehead, which was hidden by bangs, and there was a suspicious red mark in the fine shadows.

Bai Yan turned to the cabinet and opened the drawers in the second row.

He took out the disinfectant from it and sat down on an empty bed.

"Come here."

Luo Jia was still a little stunned, he had already temporarily compressed the matter that Bai Yan would not suspect him.

Now those thoughts and uneasiness came again, and he kneaded the hem of his clothes back and forth when he saw Bai Yan's unwavering gaze staring at him.

Luo Jia walked over slowly.

Seeing this, Bai Yan's thin lips opened lightly: "What are you afraid of, I can eat you?"!

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