Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

In the afternoon, Dongge came, with a stack of draft paper and pen.

He Changsheng has always lived alone, and he is not very used to the feeling of another person in the house. He has been lying in bed thinking about how to talk to him, so as not to seem to be too polite to the host.

... Previously, this work was all under Lou Sifan's responsibility.

He thought about it for a long time, thinking a bit of hypoxia, and finally squeezed out a complete sentence: "How are you recently?"

Winter Song: "OK."

He Changsheng: "... How old is this year?"

Winter Song: "15."

He Changsheng: "I'm three and a half years older than you."

Dongge: "Well, I know."

... He Changsheng was speechless.

While he was racking his brains to think about the next topic, Dongge lowered his head, and the tip of the pen made a whistle on the paper: "He senior, it doesn't matter, I'm not used to talking to people."

He Changsheng was relieved: "Yes."

Dongge said, "Let's sleep. I will close the curtains to block the light."

He Changsheng said, "You have to write something."

Dongge said, "Isn't this a lamp?"

He Changsheng: "The table lamp is broken."

Dongge raised her eyebrows slightly, picked up the lamp and checked it: "It was the tungsten wire that was broken."

After speaking, he got up and pulled the curtains, and the room suddenly fell into a drowsy yellow color.

He Changsheng struggled hard: "You ..."

Dongge touched his pocket and determined that there was still some change in it: "Senior He, you go to bed first, I'll go out and buy a new light bulb."

He Changsheng: "Don't bother ..."

"It's troublesome to push and push." ​​Dongge went to the bed, pushed He Changsheng's shoulder across the quilt, and pressed the hot body down, "try to sleep before I return."

He Changsheng pulled the quilt and said, "I'll pay you back the bulb money."

Dongge said, "Wake up and return."

After reaching an agreement with him, Dongge covered his door and left.

061 said, "Your contact barrier is better."

Chi Xiaochi faced the cold face of Dongge, but his tone was careless: "I'm not tofu, as long as it's not too close, nothing will happen."

061: "I bumped my shoulder."

Chi Xiaochi: "Wow, it's intimacy to touch the shoulders."

061: "Have you ever touched a shoulder casually before."

Chi Xiaochi: "It's so strict, I'm going to call you six directors."

Director Six: "... I mean, do you really want to start with He Changsheng?"

Chi Xiaochi went downstairs, moved into the supermarket, and walked between the shelves: "It's right to start with him."

061 vaguely felt that what he said and what he understood was not the same thing: "... You mean, Lou Sifan cares about Changsheng, so if you can pull He Changsheng over, you can get more from Lou Sifan The regret value ... taken wrong, He Changsheng's desk lamp screw model is E27. "

Chi Xiaochi put the B22 bulb in his hand back to the original position: "... Besides this, the tragedy of Dongge will not happen this time. Can you guarantee that He Changsheng will not be deceived by Lou Sifan?"

Chi Xiaochi remembered that when Dongge was disabled, he confided everything to He Changsheng. He Changsheng couldn't believe his friend was such a person, and went directly to question the relationship between Lou Sifan and Dongge.

And Lou Sifan's flustered expression without preface and postscript, satisfies everything that Dongge said.

Forced helplessly, Lou Sifan had to admit to his heart: "I like you, longevity."

He Changsheng said, "You like one and fall asleep. Lou Sifan, your love is really unbearable."

Lou Sifan begged: "Sorry, sorry, don't blame me, don't you get angry."

He Changsheng said, "People you are really sorry are lying in the ward. If you are still an individual, you should either go through with Dongge, or accompany him after a difficult time and talk about breaking up, and stop hurting others."

But He Changsheng did not expect that Lou Sifan was really not an individual.

Since then, he and Lou Sifan have faded and gone.

During Dongge's recuperation, in view of his embarrassing identity, He Changsheng did not disturb Dongge.

Later, the whole song was abandoned. The retired He Changsheng has seen him many times in private, but at that time Dongge was no longer recognized.

If in this life, Dongge lived his life in peace, without this contradiction that would break them, would Lou Sifan be with He Changsheng?

Is He Changsheng really happy with such people?

"After all, He Changsheng has nothing to do with me, and I won't decide his feelings for Dongge." Chi Xiaochi said honestly while paying the bill, "I mainly want to see Lou Sifan unlucky."

061: "... Um. Then you can touch less."

Chi Xiaochi: "I know Director Six."

061 said: "I'm worried about your body."

Chi Xiaochi: "I know Director Six."

061: "... Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh at at the moment when the students are distracted, it ’s not easy to take it.

When he returned, He Changsheng really fell asleep under the quilt.

Chi Xiaochi praised his father with a kind heart: "Good boy."

However, after approaching, Chi Xiaochi found that He Changsheng wasn't sleeping well. He kept his eyebrows clasped and his hands clasped to his chest. His sleeping posture seemed to be defending him.

As soon as Chi Xiaochi wanted to reach out, 061 gave accurate data: "The body temperature was 37 degrees 5, which has fallen to the normal range."

Chi Xiaochi thought, how could it be uncomfortable.

He occasionally raised his eyes and found that He Changsheng's tin cabinet opened.

Chi Xiaochi remembered that the cabinet door was closed when he left.

And looking at the angle of the opening and closing, it seems that there is something large in size hidden inside.

So he stepped forward and looked at it.

The next second, he and 061 couldn't help but feel happy.

Chi Xiaochi took out a sponge baby from He Changsheng's cabinet.

SpongeBob should have been washed shortly. Like He Changsheng, he has a light fragrance of black tea-flavored shower gel.

He took SpongeBob to He Changsheng's bed and sent it to his arms.

He Changsheng stumbled with a small nasal "um", stretched out his hand, and immediately hugged it skillfully, crossed his arms over his chest, turned over and fell asleep.

Chi Xiaochi lowered his bed tent, walked back to the desk, replaced the light bulb with a ring, unscrewed it, and wrote his post-match feelings.

At halfway, 061 reminded, "Fang Xiaoyan is here. Maybe he came to He Changsheng."

Iko Koike spent a second matching the names of people.

Fang Xiaoyan, He Changsheng's partner, the girl who should have been returned to the original club one year ago according to the timeline.

Chi Xiaochi said, "Here is the male dormitory. The downstairs downstairs ..."

061 said: "She came in and climbed the tree."

Chi Xiaochi: "..."

He stood up and walked to the door. Before Fang Xiaoyan who sneaked to the door sneaked and knocked on the door, he opened the door.

Fang Xiaoyan was frightened and still kept her voice down: "Oh, mom."

Dongge's slender fingers were on his lips, and he took the door with him: "Shh."

Fang Xiaoyan recognized who was in front of her and immediately got excited: "Isn't this a little beauty. Have you moved in?"

Dongge pointed to the door next door.

Fang Xiaoyan understood and raised the thermos in her hand: "I skipped class and made him a custard. How is he?"

"I just fell asleep." Dongge looked down at the insulation bucket in Fang Xiaoyan's hand. "Isn't it stipulated in the dormitory that high-power appliances cannot be used."

Fang Xiaoyan cut out: "There is a rule in the dormitory not to let you sleep."

Dongge looked at her.

Fang Xiaoyan also found that it was more serious to run into a male dormitory than to sleep together, and immediately turned over this article: "My sister hurts him. I can be a month older than him."

Dongge's tone was still cold and cold: "He just fell asleep."

Fang Xiaoyan was able to communicate with He Changsheng's refrigerator, and she was afraid of the refrigerator. She waved her hands freely: "I know, I know, tell him to sleep. I warmed it with hot water, and the insulation effect was good. When he woke up I drank the eggs and washed them in the bucket. They will be returned to me tomorrow. "

Winter Song nodded slightly.

Fang Xiaoyan shoved the barrel into his arms: "Then I'll go back."

Dongge said, "Wait."

After all, he stepped forward and took off a leaf caught in Fang Xiaoyan's hair.

He said, "It's okay."

Fang Xiaoyan froze for a moment and said with a smile: "Then I'll go. See you tomorrow."

When sliding from the trunk to the ground, Fang Xiaoyan was still thinking about Dongge's look.

... a little bit harsh, and a little bit glamorous, just glanced at it, making people numb.

Fang Xiaoyan sighed, it really is a little fairy.

She sighed again, but unfortunately, if there is a little skill in the brother's brother in the longevity, I am afraid that I will find my girlfriend long ago.

The next day is Saturday. Lou Sifan's family came to visit the relatives in the provincial team. He was picked up early in the morning.

He lay for a day and healed completely, and He Changsheng was alive and well.

He knocked on the door next door.

Dongge is also inside.

Since Chi Xiaochi shook Dong Feihong's hand on the tree-lined road in Toronto last time, 061 has felt a bit wrong, and intends to make "Dong Feihong" temporarily away from Chi Xiaochi.

Therefore, this week, Dong Feihong's magazine had a temporary incident and asked him to go to a meeting, and then took him home for another night on Saturday night.

When he saw Dongge, He Changsheng thought of SpongeBob, who was in his arms when he woke up yesterday, and his face was a little panicked.

He has never been a roundabout person, and when he opened the door, he saw the mountain: "Want to train?"

When it comes to training, Dongge is also very refreshing: "Go."

There were a lot fewer people on Saturday to train and they came early, so He Changsheng and Dongge were able to occupy a completely empty field.

After warming up, Dongge asked: "Is it on ice? Or on land?"

He Changsheng said, "Go on ice. Let's practice throwing."

Dongge's face changed slightly.

When talking about professionalism, He Changsheng is always very serious and will say a lot: "I have watched a lot of your game videos, all aspects are very good, but the coordination is still poor. In our double skating, throw It is a compulsory homework. For each training, I am responsible for throwing, and the small side is responsible for jumping. The height of the throwing must not be less than 1.5 meters. When the small side is landing, the requirement must be one foot, and the jumping distance must be at least 5 meters. "

Dongge didn't speak.

He Changsheng's eyes brightly persuaded: "I know that you will do less similar exercises when you are alone. Because we have to run in with our partners, we must practice again and again, and then practice again and again until we develop muscle memory. Now, knowing how to cooperate with your peers, throwing and landing is the most perfect. However, if you can practice this project well, your body coordination will be greatly improved. "

061 said: "No."

Dongge looked up and said, "Well. Let's get started."

061: "..." The dignity of the people's teachers.

But he also quickly reacted, scanning He Changsheng's iris, and rewinding his memory.

The picture freezes at noon yesterday. Lou Sifan coaxed, persuaded, and induced He Changsheng.

While changing his skates, Chi Xiaochi asked 061: "Six teachers, do you want to persuade me?"

061 said, "Do what you want to do."

Then, he added a spoonful of salt to Dongge's water glass, and stirred it up for the occasion.

The first five throws were successfully completed.

Since the sixth time, he has been making mistakes and his face has become a little worse.

He Changsheng thought he was embarrassed by his failure in front of his predecessors, applauded him, and reached out to pull him again: "Get up, come again."

When he held his palm, He Changsheng felt the cold sweat in his hand.

He was a little surprised, but didn't think about it. He reached out and wrapped Dongge's waist again, holding him up in the air: "Ready?"

Dongge whispered, "He senior, let me down."

He Changsheng: "..."

He heard Dongge's tone a bit wrong, and immediately put people down.

Immediately after Dongge's feet landed, he slumped to the emergency bathroom on the side of the court, and vomited uncontrollably by the pool.

He Changsheng, who was following the door of the bathroom, was anxious and patted his back: "What's wrong?"

Not used to?

No, for them, such speed and laps are nothing.

Dongge was really uncomfortable, holding her stomach and shaking, until she couldn't vomit anything, she sat down on the ground.

He Changsheng seemed to be expressionless, but he was so frightened that he turned his back, and dragged his way to the rest place, and twisted his water cup away: "Here you are."

Dongge's hair was wet, and she took two sips from the water glass, and said softly, "Thank you."

He Changsheng didn't speak, looking down at his ice skate tip.

Dongge held the water glass: "Don't Senior He ask why?"

He Changsheng said, "If you don't want to say, I won't ask."

Dongge told the truth: "I'm a bit of a psychological shadow about getting in touch with people."

He Changsheng looked at his tearful eyelashes, and frowned, "Spitting like this, only a little?"

Dongge didn't speak, only lowered her eyes.

He Changsheng immediately began a normal association: "You can rest assured that I have no other ideas for you."

After a long period of observation, 061 found that Chi Xiaochi's response was targeted.

One is the attitude to contact people, and the other is the age of people.

Chi Xiaochi's body is like a radar. If the people who contact him have an overly favorable feeling for him, he will immediately have a rejection reaction.

The other is age.

Dongge's coach is a middle-aged man, and even with a slight contact, Chi Xiaochi will react very well.

Correspondingly, when contacting people of similar age, his response will be much lighter.

Therefore, with He Changsheng, the reaction of Chi Xiaochi was not so great.

First of all, the age of He Changsheng is here. Secondly, when he hugs Koike, he just hugs him, which is not much different from carrying a rice bag.

But the point is ...

"It's a hand," Dongge replied, "the hand and the hand are held directly together .... I'm not used to this feeling."

He Changsheng thought about it and said, "I haven't heard anyone talk about you having this problem."

Dongge's white lips: "No one else knows .... The coach also knows that my limb coordination has room for improvement. I mentioned this many times and asked me to find a partner to practice throwing. But I don't want others Know ... Today I thought I could hold on .... It really didn't work. "

He Changsheng looked at his red eyes, his heart softened like anything.

He pondered for a moment and asked Dongge: "What if I wear gloves?"

Dongge: "Huh?"

He Changsheng: "I don't touch your hand directly. We all wear gloves. Can you accept this?"

Dongge pondered: "Probably ..."

He Changsheng's hazel eyes were cat-like and round bright: "If you want to do tossing training in the future, come to me and I will take you."

Dong Ge opened his eyes in surprise.

He Changsheng said, "I know your secret and I can take care of you as much as possible."

Dongge rarely showed a restrained side and nodded slightly: "Thank you, Senior. But ..."

He Changsheng understands what he wants to say: "This is our secret. I won't tell anyone."

"Brother Lou ..."

He Changsheng originally wanted to pat his shoulder, but when he raised his hand, he thought of the difficulty of Dongge. He immediately retracted his hand, grabbed Dongge's carrying bag, and swore it tightly.

People who can't talk love are always awkward and serious when they say promise: "Others are people other than us."