Wang Jiahe replied with a very embarrassed smile: "It's okay...hehe...it's okay..."
"I'm sorry, brothers. I don't want to meet you like this. I think it's a good deed to take in my brothers for a few days. Xiangzi, who I can't kill in the future, will definitely thank you very much!" Xiangzi was worried about Liu Gen.
I said this specifically because my roommate was making irresponsible remarks behind my back.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense! Go and take a good bath. You're not sleepy, but I am." Liu Gen pushed Xiangzi and pulled him to the bathroom: "Wash quickly, I'll get you a change of clothes."
"Brother Gen, I have clothes in my tent." Xiangzi said loudly when Liu Gen closed the bathroom door.
Liu Gen said nothing, walked to the locker, rummaged through the blood-stained homemade sweatshirt that he had washed and dried. There were still blood stains on it that could not be washed away. He also took out a football worn by his high school team.
Shorts, but no pants for Xiangzi to change into.
Zhang Jian and the three of them watched silently as Liu Gen walked out and entered the single tent where Xiangzi was busy cleaning up. Wang Jiahe had long since lost interest in having a tryst with his Dan Dan and was sitting on the bed wrapped in a towel.
Liu Gen set up a tent outside the balcony, then turned back and took an unused bed sheet from the cabinet.
"Brother Gen, why did you put the tent outside? Isn't the room very spacious?" Zhang Jian saw that Liu Gen wanted Xiangzi to sleep in the tent on the balcony.
"Yes, brother Gen, put the tent up inside the house. There are many mosquitoes outside and the smell of the bathroom." Li Chengzai also said.
"In that case, it will be inconvenient for you to get up at night." Liu Gen replied.
"Brother Gen, this classmate of yours..." Wang Jiahe hesitated to speak.
"Say, what do you want to know?" Liu Gen stood at the door leading to the balcony and turned around to ask.
"Haha...it's nothing, I'm just...curious about how he could..."
"Something happened to his family." Liu Gen said simply, grabbing Wang Jiahe's words, turned around and walked out.
Zhang Jian opened his mouth in a low voice and said in a voice that he could hardly hear: "Wang Jiahe, please don't ask so many questions, okay?"
Wang Jiahe guessed what Zhang Jian said from his mouth shape, nodded, lay down, covered himself with a towel and stopped talking.
Zhang Jian put on his pants, climbed off the bed, and got into Li Chengzai's bed.
"What are you doing?" Li Chengzai didn't expect that Zhang Jian would suddenly come in. He quickly wrapped the towel tightly around his body and pressed the opened thick anatomy textbook on top of that place, for fear that Zhang Jian would see that he was not wearing any pants.
"Squad leader, tell the truth, what are you thinking?" Zhang Jian asked in a low voice.
"What do you mean?" Li Chengzai didn't understand what Zhang Jian was asking for a moment, and thought he was asking Xiao Subai, who was thinking about him.
"Brother Gen brought people back to live here? What do you think?" Zhang Jian said to the balcony.
"What do you think? What on earth are you going to say?" Li Chengzai still didn't understand why Zhang Jian asked this.
Zhang Jian put on a straight face and said in a low voice: "I'm warning you, if you report this to Teacher Mei or the building manager, I will never end it for you!"
Li Chengzai pushed Zhang Jian and said, "Fuck you! I was worried about your kid snitching!"
"Hehe... This is what you call a buddy. I am a villain, Zhang Jian." Zhang Jian happily got out of the mosquito net, reached out and grabbed the anatomy textbook that Li Chengzai had pressed on the towel and quilt: "Don't poke holes in the book..."
The textbook that Zhang Jian picked up happened to be the chapter that Li Chengzai was reading about the structure of the female body that attracted the most attention from boys: "Haha...it turns out that the monitor used this to hit..."
"Stop yelling..." Li Chengzai growled, reaching out to snatch the textbook.
But Zhang Jian got out of the mosquito net very quickly: "Brother Gen, come and see, the squad leader is using anatomy... haha..." Zhang Jian shouted.
"Zhang Jian, give me the book back!" Li Chengzai was anxious in bed, but he couldn't just get out of bed and grab it.
Liu Gen put the sheets in the tent. When he heard Zhang Jian shouting, he walked in and snatched the anatomy book from Zhang Jian's hand, snapped it shut, hit him on the head with the book, and said, "Do you want me to give you military training?"
During this period, I hid under the quilt at night and read pornographic magazines with a flashlight!"
"Brother Gen, do you know this too?" Zhang Jian asked, touching the painful head that Liu Gen hit with a book.
"I also heard your boy calling Mei at night..."
Zhang Jian quickly covered Liu Gen's mouth with his hand: "Brother Gen, I surrender to you, please stop talking, okay?"
Liu Gen handed the anatomy to Li Chengzai who stretched out his hand from the mosquito net, blocked Zhang Jian's hand, and said with a smile: "You are also afraid that others will know about the dirty things in your heart!"
Wang Jiahe stood up, stuck his head out of the mosquito net, and asked: "Zhang Jian, let me see what kind of pornographic magazine it is?"
"Sleep! I miss your elixir!" Zhang Jian pushed Wang Jia and his head into the mosquito net with one palm.
"Brother Gen...hehe...your clothes are a bit too big for me..." Xiangzi walked into the house through the balcony door after taking a shower. He was smaller than Yanagi Gen, and the clothes looked funny on him.
Xiangzi was cleansed and looked brand new. His long unkempt hair stuck back to his scalp, revealing his fair and strong handsome face. His beautiful double eyelids were inlaid with a pair of large black agate-like eyes, full of
The beard on his face further accentuates his red lips and white teeth. His arms exposed outside his undershirt are not very dark and are very strong.
"Haha... It's a bit too big. I'll just wear it for the night. I'll wash out your dirty clothes and hang them out to dry. You sleep on the bed and I sleep in the tent." Liu Gen said, taking off the textbooks on the bed and putting them on the
On the desk.
"How can that be done? I am an idler, and you are a student. You have enough sleep to be energetic in class!" Xiangzi refused: "The tent is small, and you are so big, sleeping with your feet curled up, you will suffer!" What did he say?
Nor would Liu Gen sleep in that dirty little tent.
Zhang Jian took a box of cigarettes from the bed, smoked one and handed it to Xiangzi: "Xiangzi, come here! Have a cigarette."
"Thank you, I don't know how." Xiangzi waved his hand and politely refused. It is true that he does not smoke.
Liu Gen didn't say anything more and climbed into bed by himself: "Then I'll go to bed first. I have to get up early tomorrow."
Zhang Jian turned on the lights on the balcony, then turned off the lights in the room, and said to Xiangzi: "I'm going to bed too. I drank a little too much tonight." It seemed that no one was smoking with him, which was a bit disappointing, so he took out the cigarette.
Stuffed it back into the cigarette case and climbed into bed.
Xiangzi turned around and walked out of the balcony, gently closed the glass door, took out his dirty clothes, and walked into the bathroom.
The clothes he brought were basically what he wore when he escaped from home. It was still winter at that time, and they were all thick winter clothes. When he took out the three hundred yuan given by Qiu Ye from the pocket of the jeans he had changed into,
, he casually took out a piece of paper written by Zou Baba. He was stunned for a moment and unfolded the paper. It was a pawn receipt from a pawn shop.
Xiangzi looked at the date on it. There were still three days until the expiration date. If he didn't redeem the item within these three days, it would be dead.
"It's due next Monday, what should I do?" Xiangzi muttered, wanting to tear up the pawn ticket, but hesitated, walked out of the bathroom, put the pawn ticket in the tent, turned back and went back to the bathroom to wash clothes.
Xiangzi remembered that he and his father exchanged his watch for 2,000 yuan at a pawnshop. At that time, the pawnshop owner said: "Remember, the redemption period is three months. If you don't redeem it within three months, what will happen?"
The watch is dead."
When Xiangzi walked out of the pawn shop, he heard his father sigh and say: "It seems that this watch cannot be redeemed!" At that time, he wanted to tear up the pawn ticket, but Xiangzi snatched it away: "Dad, keep it, as the saying goes,
There is no end to the road, maybe we still have a chance to turn around. When the time comes, as long as the watch is still in the pawn shop, no matter how much it costs, we will redeem it!" Xiangzi knew how much his father cherished this watch.
The pawn ticket has been saved, but where is the chance to make a comeback?
Xiangzi shook his head helplessly and swore secretly: One day, I will redeem my father's expression!
Liu Gen lay in bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time. He was thinking about how to help Xiangzi find something to do and solve his problem of food and accommodation. He could not let him live in the dormitory all the time. It would not be good for a long time.
But Xiangzi doesn’t have an ID card. This is a troublesome thing. What should we do?
Suddenly, Liu Gen thought of what Mei said at the door of the auditorium that day.
Yes, why not let Xiangzi do it?
But, can Teacher Mei agree?
Even if Teacher Mei agreed, would Xiangzi be willing to do it? It was a job of carrying dead people. Would a young man like him, who had been pampered since childhood, do such an unlucky job?
Liu Gen thought about it but couldn't come up with a good solution. With this problem that was difficult to solve based on his current ability, he fell asleep in a daze.
Maybe it was because he had something on his mind, or he was worried that sleeping too deeply would delay the next day's training. Liu Gen didn't sleep well that night. He got up at dawn. He didn't have a watch. He didn't know what time it was, but he
I got out of bed quietly, put on my new uniforms and shoes, and planned to run a few laps on the playground before the school team training.
Xiangzi didn't sleep well either. He finished washing all the dirty clothes at two or three o'clock. Maybe he was used to sleeping in the woods and didn't hear the chirping of insects and the sound of cars passing by, which made it difficult for him to adapt.
"Brother Gen, what are you doing?"
Just as Liu Gen was about to open the door and walk out, he heard Xiangzi's voice behind him. He turned around, frowned, and asked in a low voice: "I'm going for a run, what are you doing up?"
"I can't sleep, or I'll go for a run with you." Xiangzi said, retracting his head back to the glass door, quickly putting on his sneakers, and tiptoed to Liu Gen: "Let's go."
The two of them left the dormitory and ran downstairs.
"Xiangzi, there is something I want to discuss with you." After running out of the gate of the boys' courtyard, Liu Gen said to Xiangzi beside him.
"What's the matter?" Xiangzi looked around curiously: "It was dark last night and I didn't see clearly. It turns out that there are such wide roads in the university!"
"You don't have an ID card now. It's very difficult to find a job outside. If there is something ready to do, would you do it?" Liu Gen asked.
"As long as I have something to do, I can do anything!" Xiangzi replied, "Can anything be done?" Yanagi asked again.
"Okay!" Xiangzi answered immediately without even thinking.
"Do you keep your word?" Liu Gen wanted to trap Xiangzi first, and then tell him what to do.
"Brother Gen, when did Xiangzi, who I can't beat to death, stop talking and keep his words?"
What Liu Gen wanted was his words: "Well, I'll find something for you to do in the next two days. If you don't want to do it then, don't blame me for being rude to you!"
"What are you doing?" Xiangzi asked.
"Don't ask so many questions now. I'll tell you in detail after I've finalized the matter." After Liu Gen finished speaking, he quickened his pace and left Xiangzi behind. He glanced at the clock tower on campus. The time was sixteen past six.