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The secret in the dark

Ear East Rabbit/Text

The love in youth is like the wind, unable to see, but can be felt;

It's like a name engraved on a table, afraid you will see it, and afraid you won't see it.

——Excerpt from "The Diary of the Little Monster"

In September 2007, the red sun was scorching and freshmen from Tsinghua University were admitted.

The whole city is like an airtight enamel jar, and the heat wave is hard to resist. Outside the Tsinghua gate, you can see densely decorated camphor trees along the way, with dense leaves and standing tall, like a row of guards who are guarding the battle, all of which are burly and powerful.

Ding Xian stood downstairs with her suitcase in the men's bedroom for half an hour. She was not tall, with a high ponytail, a small eyebrows and a pair of clear pupils full of aura. Who said that except for those eyes, her facial features were very plain and not outstanding, and she was still pleasing to the eyes.

After an hour, she had no intention of leaving.

Cao Wenjun, a sophomore computer department, went downstairs to buy water to see this scene, and felt it was novel, so he patted it and sent it to the □□ group in the dormitory.

"Today's wonder, the man's husband's stone appeared under the man's bedroom."

A bunch of technical mates in the group ignored everything except paying attention to games, code programs, and experimental data. This photo did not cause trouble in the group, and no one replied, and they were still busy with their own work.

Cao Wenjun just thought it was a fun thing to share, but he didn't like it. After the filming, he kicked his phone back into his pocket and went to the convenience store to buy water.

When he bought the water and stood in the convenience store to drink, his phone started to "drip" wildly and took it out slowly and took it out.

"puff--"

The water in his mouth was sprayed two meters away.

Someone in the group replied, it was not someone else, but the boss Zhou Siyue.

Maybe it was Zhou Siyue who just lost a college league game before the game and was in a bad mood. He met a god and killed a god and met a Buddha and killed a Buddha.

"Where is she?"

Cao Wenjun quickly twisted the bottle cap, clamped the water into his arm, and quickly replied: "Well, right downstairs of our dormitory, boss, are you... you want to see me?"

"Um."

What kind of woman can make Zhou Siyue come out of the laboratory where he has been in the summer vacation in seconds?

Then the group instantly imagined an idol drama about chasing husbands for thousands of miles, and also instructed Cao Wenjun:

"Old Cao, please come into the house and sit down."

"Old Cao, please pack my underwear and help the boss hang it out. Thank you."

"Old Cao, go and take a picture of the little sister-in-law's face and come and take a look."

Cao Wenjun really took a photo.

When Ding Xian was unprepared, he rushed over and pressed the shutter in her face, and then ran away at a 100-meter race speed. The girl was confused. When she realized that, Cao Wenjun quickly fled the scene with his cell phone, and waved to Ding Xian, and went upstairs one by one. Before he could breathe evenly, he sent the trophy he had harvested to the other two roommates one by one.

In that era when there was no beauty, Ding Xian's photo was so ugly. His eyes were terrified like a dead fish. Even the cute little tiger teeth on weekdays looked less cute, and his skin was pretty good.

After reading it, the roommate said that the boss's vision was really hard to describe, and they all expressed their compassion, which was a pity for such a handsome face.

Later, according to the description of Xiao Zhang, a roommate in the same group, he and his boss were installing a robot that would participate in the university league shortly after they were installing. After hearing the news in the group, the boss directly pinched his leg...

——The pinched off.

Xiao Zhang was crazy about this, and was so angry that he trembled and couldn't speak well. He cursed the young master Zhou in and out, and finally remembered to ask who the woman was?

Cao Wenjun immediately handed over the information he had just inquired:

"I heard that my high school classmate had been admitted to Tsinghua University after a year of resuming the school for the boss, and even applied for a computer."

Xiao Zhang was stunned, his hands stopped shaking, and his face was filled with capital letters.

Someone exclaimed, "This woman is so awesome!"

It’s great to take the Tsinghua University exam for love.

"But..." Cao Wenjun paused and frowned: "The boss seemed to reject her..."

Everyone: What! It’s not a bad thing that is Zhou Siyue, what is a woman? Program is the king.

Sure enough, not everything in this world can succeed by working hard.

*

This one.

Ding Xian was a little confused, with his face wide open, sitting cross-legged on the bed in the dormitory, holding his chin and thinking, his index fingers hitting his cheeks regularly, and the fan above his head was whirling, and the hot wind couldn't dissipate, and even the air around him was competing with her.

Does Zhou Siyue like her?

Suddenly I remembered that there was a Chinese class in my third year of high school.

The teacher supported his hands on the podium, swept around the students below, pushed his glasses with his index finger, and asked: In your eyes, what is growing up?

Someone responded very quickly and rushed to answer:

"I got up in the morning and wet my pants, and then I smiled knowingly, oh, it's not the bed wet."

The answer was the most naughty boy in the class. He liked to answer the teacher's words in class, especially the female teacher. Then, the originally silent classroom burst into laughter, and even the people beside Ding Xian couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

The female teacher was young and thin-skinned, and was angry and changed to self-study in the second half of the class.

Ding Xian, a representative of Chinese class, leaned on the desk, looked at the silhouette of the silhouette of the fast-pruning writing beside him.

Zhou Siyue was lowering his head to write a math paper, and the pen and paper were calculating quickly. His fingers holding the pen were slender, his joints were clear and distinct. He could vaguely see the blue blood vessels. His lower eyebrows and eyes were cold as usual. The corners of his slightly raised mouth were obviously hearing what he said just now.

"Zhou Siyue."

"Huh?" The boy responded absent-mindedly, his pen did not stop and his eyelids did not raise his eyelids. He made a bunch of formulas in his pen, and rows of numbers jumped out of his pen nib as if they were lined up. Ding Xian looked at the white paper full of drafts, looked at the answers that almost didn't hesitate, and sighed, and comforted himself: Don't be excited, he is the national champion of mental arithmetics.

"So, did you...wet the bed that day?" Ding Xian asked curiously with his chin on the table.

That day? Which day? Zhou Si's better and more than half a day before he realized what day it was, and she dared to mention that day!

"If you don't hit me for three days, you'll go to the room and unload the tiles, right? I'll go into my room again next time..." With the boy's a little irritated voice, Ding Xian's forehead was ruthlessly flicked with a ballpoint pen.

Ding Xian rubbed his head and continued to lie on the table. He subconsciously scraped out the name originally engraved on the desk and made a deep groove. While scraping it, he still provoked: "I'll break!"

Young Master Zhou put down his pen and suddenly turned to look at her. His hair was shining brightly under the golden sunset, and his neck line spread smoothly to the collar of his school uniform. His pointed Adam's apple rolled slightly, "Well, if you are not afraid of death, try it."

Ding Xian looked over in a daze.

The eyes were full of jokes, and the young master's evil nature came out again.

However, she always felt that at that time, Zhou Siyue's eyes liked her.

Thinking of this, she licked her dry lips with a little regret. The roommate who was applying a facial mask under the bed had seen her for half an hour and couldn't help but interrupt, "I heard from a sophomore year-old that there was a little girl who took the Tsinghua University for love. It's you, it's you. You are so amazing."

My social circle is quite wide. Did you meet your sophomore senior so quickly?

Ding Xian came back to his senses and wanted to say that he had won the prize. Then he thought, what was he going to win? He didn't agree to you and scratched his eyebrows awkwardly while sitting on the bed.

I was bored, and my roommate in the mask pulled her to talk about the love story.

"Don't panic. If you don't have one, we will only have two times. If you don't have two times, we will only have three times. If you don't have three times, we will only have four times. I don't believe it. You can't even insert that piece of cow dung into your flower."

In a science and engineering school where there are few handsome guys walking all over the ground, the roommate of the facial mask thinks that Ding Xian’s senior should be just an ordinary engineering man wearing glasses.

It’s more than enough to match Ding Xian, a fresh and elegant little lotus.

Ding Xian lowered his head and snatched his fingers, muttering: "He is not cow dung."

After hearing this, the roommate with sharp ears looked clear: "I know, your senior is the most handsome. A unrequited woman has no aesthetic taste. Even if you have a crush on your nose, you feel that he is as fairy as if he has just floated down from the painting, right?"

After saying that, she glanced at Ding Xian. The latter had calmly practiced yoga on the bed. She leaned her back to the wall, and supported her arms on the bed. The white cotton T-shirt sheared along the waist and back, revealing the deep concave spine and two neither deep nor shallow waists.

The roommate of the mask took a breath, "I can't tell you, it's quite informative, it's unreasonable - just you, stand in front of him, lift your clothes, and make a matter of minutes."

"It's useless."

Ding Xian closed his eyes and said calmly.

The situation was developing so quickly that the facial mask roommate did not expect. Although Ding Xian’s breasts were not big, he had everything he should have, so he should not be so disliked.

There is still such a difficult abstinence system now?

The roommate was speechless and his mind didn't turn around: "Did you take off your clothes downstairs in the men's bedroom during the day?"

"Of course not today." Ding Xian rolled his eyes.

It should be when I was in my third year of high school. Ding Xian’s grandmother was seriously ill and Ding’s father was on a business trip for half a year. The eldest sister in the country called to tell her that she needed to hire a nursing staff to take care of her, and she would pay 1,000 yuan a month for nursing fees. In addition, there were three siblings in the countryside, each of them would pay 200 yuan a month.

At that time, the Ding family was already in short supply. Ding's father had just been transferred to the post for less than two years, and his salary was still at the basic level. Ding's mother had just been laid off at home and was unemployed and had to pay the monthly payment for the house. In addition, there was a little devil's brother at home to buy it. For Ding's mother, these two hundred were even worse.

So the couple discussed and decided to let Ding Xian's mother go home to take care of her for a while. Then Ding Xian was entrusted by her mother to take care of her family the next day, and she took her son back to the countryside.

This is half a year.

Ding Xian spent his first semester of senior high school at the Zhou family. The night before returning to the countryside for the winter vacation, the two of them were doing homework in the room.

In fact, Ding Xian was writing the paper in Zhou Siyue's room, and Young Master Zhou was half leaning against the head of the bed in a chic and unrestrained position, with one long legs stretched out and one long legs bent, beating the little bully in his hand.

I was too lazy to lift my eyelids throughout the whole process.
To be continued...