Don’t Talk To Me!

Jin Linkun remained silent for a while, and did not move immediately.

Yu Sheng waited for a while, squeezed the corner of his lower lip, opened his eyes, and was suddenly covered by a hand.

"Don't go, I won't go."

Jin Linkun covered his eyes and hurriedly made a loud tone, "Don't move."

Yu Sheng didn't move anymore, the already familiar breath froze for a while, but still leaned down and pressed against his shoulder.

The overwhelming force is inexplicable. In the past, Yu Sheng was covered by him, he could not see anything, and frowned. "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Jin Linkun took a low breath and rolled his throat silently. "I... hold back for a while."

Before the roommate could figure out what it meant to "slow down" for a while, he had quickly adjusted his state, copied the book indiscriminately, and sat on the bedside.

Outside the window, the morning light ignited a little and dropped through the curtain on the wall.

No one spoke in the dormitory, so quiet as if he could hear the wind hugged by the sun.

Jin Linkun sat there holding the book for a long time before realizing that he might have taken it down.

My fingers are inexplicably stiff, and I have to try a few times to listen to them. He looked at the book for a while, quietly looked at Yu Sheng, and dropped the books silently.

Yu Sheng closed his eyes and lay down for a while, then pulled out an arm and grabbed him by the arm.

Finally, I found a job with a few strokes on the count book. Jin Linkun only counted the fourth word, noticed the force from his arm, and raised his head subconsciously.

Yu Sheng didn't speak and moved to the side of the bed.

The bed in the dormitory is more spacious than the bunk bed, but it is also a single bed after all. Jin Linkun stunned, looked down at the half of the gap left, and subconsciously called him: "Yu Sheng..."

"Lie for a while." Yu Sheng leaned against the wall again. "Aren't you able to sleep over there?"

Jin Linkun looked up and glanced at his bed.

In order to be able to rub against Sheng's bed, he deliberately piled up all the tables on his bed. It seems that there is really no way to put another person. But in fact, as long as you fall down with the sheets, you can quickly clear a place to sleep.

...

Jin Linkun lowered his head, and his thinking, which had been stuck for one minute, turned hard for a while, but still felt that he should not take the initiative to admit this matter.

He sat immobile, and Yu Sheng didn't wait long before he was impatient. The whole person lay back on the wall, pulled him down, lay down, rolled the quilt, and pushed it all over him.

Jin Linkun was lying on the bed, his heart thumped for a while, and finally he was refreshed.

It wasn’t the first time I slept together, and I didn’t know whether it was because of the more compelling space this time or because of Yu Sheng’s “brother”, as if the air was too thick to flow anymore, which was a little breathless.

Not a spacious single bed, lying two boys with long hands and long legs, did not touch at all.

Jin Linkun raised his head and looked at Yu Sheng who was lying on the wall. He pulled the corner of his mouth dumbly and raised his hand to pat him: "No, I will go here..."

He was still somewhat behind him, trying to keep it from falling, and moving back a little bit, suddenly realized a slight resistance.

Jin Linkun lowered his head and saw that Yu Sheng was clutching his sleeve.

The boy's fingers were slender and clean, and the piece of cloth was twisted, and the knuckles were faintly pale.

Yu Shengan lay quietly, without opening his eyes or talking, his body curled up slightly, his forehead resting on his shoulder.

Jin Linkun suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

He stopped, stretched his arms again, hugged the man into his arms, and patted his back gently.

Yu Sheng didn't seem to like his way of coaxing children. He moved uncomfortably and wanted to break away, but he was hugged tighter, and he slapped two from the shoulder down like a wool.

...

Even if it was really kicked, I recognized it.

Jin Linkun didn't plan to let go, and followed Yu Sheng's spine for a moment, a little surprised to find that the person in his arms seemed to relax with his movements.

When he stopped a little, preparing to cover the quilt for Yu Sheng, Yu Sheng suddenly leaned towards him.

The teenager's shoulders relaxed, and the whole person was as if he could rub his arms into his arms as soon as he raised his hand, and quietly rubbed his neck foul twice.

...

Jin Linkun felt he was a little slower.

This time it took longer than last time. Jin Linkun sat for a long while, and finally relieved a little, and closed his arms: "Yu Sheng-did you think about it, find a senior three -"

The thought floated in his mind, and he was pressed back again.

He vaguely knew why Yu Sheng couldn't sleep well, and could guess what the other party had experienced.

But the more he could guess, the less he dared to speak.

...If Yu Sheng just treats him as a brother?

If Yu Sheng is just used to him, do not even think about anything more?

The more vaguely he could guess Yu Sheng's experience, the less he felt that he should and did not want to urge Yu Sheng to hurry up and prepare to open his heart.

I don't want to risk the risk of betting on everything in front of me for a certain possibility.

Jin Linkun's throat moved, and he tentatively spoke softly: "Did you ever think of finding a ... tutor, the kind that comes to your door?"

The voice fell for a while, but no response was heard.

From the sound of his own intense heartbeat, Jin Linkun realized that the person leaning on his shoulder did not know when he had breathed smoothly and evenly, and he slept soundly.

Jin Linkun reluctantly pulled off the corner of his mouth, touched his hair, and covered up being covered.

The good news is that the children are getting used to him more and more, and even used to pulling him to sleep together, and they can still hold him well for a while after falling asleep.

The bad news is that as long as the child touches him, he can almost sleep in seconds.

...

Not really bad news.

The two are roommates, and Jin Linkun knows more than how hard it is for Yu Sheng to sleep.

Jin Linkun was embarrassed when he was assigned to a house. When Sheng first fell asleep, he went to the bathroom in the dormitory, fearing that he would wake up the person who was awkward.

It wasn't until after that game that every time I went to the bathroom in the hallway, I had to accept the attention of seven groups of students looking forward to admiration. It was sacred to be reviewed before going to the toilet, so that he had to change this habit.

Although it may be a bit early to start worrying now, Jin Linkun was really very worried about it. Yu Sheng went on like this, what should I do if he could not sleep well in the two days before the college entrance examination.

…Anyway, now this problem has basically been solved.

He was lying on the bed with a man in his arms, thinking wildly that he couldn't close his eyes, and boiled for a while, before Yu Sheng's alarm sounded.

Jin Linkun's eyes were fast, and he skillfully turned off the alarm clock for him, circled the person in his arms, and closed his eyes together.

It is strange to say that the countless thoughts circling in my head when I opened my eyes quietly disappeared without a trace when I put people in my arms.

Jin Linkun lay down for a while, letting tiredness rise up and falling into a peaceful dream.

Less than a week before the end of the summer camp, when filling out the basic information form, Yu Sheng's casual sentence finally found a chance to play its role.

The two men overslept together in the dormitory, and no one could get up.

Even after that lecture, Yu Sheng and Jin Linkun just went out and dispersed their hearts for half a day. They still arrived at the rehearsal room on time the next day and never missed it once.

This time, the two of them suddenly disappeared together without even saying hello, leaving the seven groups of students who were about to start rehearsing on time and had strong concerns.

"Have you ever found an emergency contact? Can you get in touch?"

Ding Zhengjiao organized his classmates to search for a long time, and the more he thought about it, the more worried he was: "Where do I go frequently, Internet cafes? Dormitory? Small woods behind the wall?"

"Don't think about it, you can't get in touch."

For the first time, Xia Junhua saw the basic information form that he filled out and then threw it away. He was very impressed with the emergency contacts of the two people: "Waiting back to school, can I fill it out as well?"

He already had a plan and flipped his phone: "I fill my roommate, and my roommate fills me, so that when our grades fluctuate, the teacher can stop calling our parents..."

"The Internet cafe grove has been found, and the dormitory has knocked on the door. If there is no knock, it should be nobody."

Cen Rui reported to Ding Zhengjiao and patted Xia Junhua's shoulder: "Don't think about it, if you really dare to fill it, the teacher will probably fill in your parents because you did so before you call your parents because your grades fluctuated. Call."

"Or let you go to see the doctor." Liang Yifan added, "Look at whether you are in the third year of high school, and the pressure is too great, which affects your brain..."

"So realistic?" Xia Junhua was a bit disappointed. "Isn't it possible to realize it at all?"

Liang Yifan: "It's not reality, it's that you and your roommate can't be the kind of relationship between Kun God and Sheng Brother."

Xia Junhua was not convinced: "Why not, aren't they all roommates? We work hard-maybe we will succeed!"

Liang Yifan opened his mouth and didn't have time to enlighten him. Ding Zhengjiao, who hadn't found anyone in a circle, already smoked over his head: "Quick, don't chat, hurry up and find a way..."

Yu Sheng couldn't bear the little red dot prompted by the unread message, and usually saw it in seconds. Jin Linkun occasionally does not look at the mobile phone, as long as he sees it, he will take the initiative to say that he has received the message.

Neither of them are often missing for no reason. At first glance, no trace can be found, and they don’t know where to find someone.

The seven groups of students brainstormed for a while and decided to try their luck in the dormitory.

Because Jin Linkun went out ten times and didn't remember to bring the key nine times, Yu Sheng was really worried, so he put the spares in Liang Yifan's dormitory for emergency needs, and now it just came in handy.

"I still don't think it's appropriate-is this really okay?"

Unexpectedly, the first time this spare key was used, it was so exciting. Liang Yifan pinched the cartoon organ-shaped key chain and was a little nervous: "Are you sure it belongs to the situation of "unexpected need" now. If Brother Sheng knows, I will immediately Is it too late to kneel?"

These two people were not found everywhere, and Ding Zhengjiao really had no other choice. He arbitrarily said: "It's too late. Let's do things urgently, at least first see where they are, and don't have any accidents."

He deliberately pulled a few people over and over again: "The dormitory is also privacy, that is, to see if the person is there. Just walk away, supervise each other, don't look at things that should not be read..."

Everyone encouraged each other, watching Liang Yifan send the key into the keyhole, tried it back and forth a few times, and unscrewed the door lock with a click.

"Knocked on the door several times, I think there should be no one, maybe it was out."

Cen Rui was responsible for searching the area near the dormitory. He came several times deliberately and thought there should be no problem. He advanced the door: "Look, there is no one in Kunshen's desk, no one in Kunshen's bed, no one in Shengge's desk, Shengge's bed --"

Cen Rui: "..."

"What's wrong?" Hearing that he suddenly didn't speak, Ding Zhengjiao also worried, and hurried over, "What's in Sheng Ge's bed?"

Cen Rui stood by the bed and meditated, taking a step back, and gave him a glance.

"..." Ding Zhengjiao: "Kun, Kun God?"

Cen Rui stepped back cautiously, Liang Yifan, who has relatively rich consulting experience: "Should I kneel now?"

"No," Liang Yifan shook his head. "My innocent and stupid friend, you are confused again. It is useless to kneel down to God."

Jin Linkun also stayed up all night, and fell asleep in the dark after closing his eyes. At this time, he was still very sleepy. Hearing the chaotic voice by the bed, he barely opened his eyes.

He sat up with his arms for a while, and after a while, he glanced towards the bed.

"It's over. I feel the call from the destiny of the world."

Cen Rui glanced at him, his heartbeat seemed to stop, and lowered his voice: "Lao Liang, I will finally ask, is Kunshen still awake or angry?"

Liang Yifan answered him very pragmatically: "According to Brother Sheng, Kunshen didn't see clearly without glasses. But to be honest, I still think he is angry every time."

"..."

Cen Rui swallowed and snorted, carefully moved back a few steps.

Then I realized who the people were standing by the bed. Jin Linkun rubbed his forehead and was frowned upon by an overnight headache.

"Kun God, I'm sorry--" Ding Zhengjiao didn't know how to explain, but he dared, "We, we didn't find you..."

"It doesn't matter, it just happened to you."

Jin Linkun rubbed his eyes and fumbled to put on his glasses: "The computer on the window sill has a science-focused document. You can copy it back and read it first. We in the liberal arts will go back and get it."

Ding Zhengjiao froze for a moment, subconsciously agreed, and hugged the computer to turn it on.

"Wow..."

Suddenly, the precious knowledge depressed the desire to escape. Cen Rui bypassed the people in front and looked at the computer: "96MB, Kun God, did you organize it overnight?!"

"There are screenshots, and the chemical equation occupies space." Jin Linkun explained briefly, "Is there anything else?"

"It's gone, you God have a good rest, let's go."

Cen Rui shined in that important eye, neatly touched the mouse, poured a copy on the mobile phone, and sent it to the entire group of seven groups.

Ding Zhengjiao was robbed of the mouse by him, and his mind stopped at the "My Roommate" that just turned on the computer, followed by a whole screen of garbled documents, could not help but tentatively opened his mouth: "There is something..."

Jin Linkun looked up and waited for him to speak.

"Kun God." Ding Zhengjiao swallowed carefully. "What about Brother Sheng?"

"..."

A group of talents stunned by the joy of knowledge realized that they were wrong, looked at each other, and hesitated to look over.

Jin Linkun: "...ah."

He lowered his head and moved his arm buried in the quilt, patting twice.

A head came out of the bed.

Yu Sheng was obviously not awake, his hair was a little messy, his eyebrows were rubbing uncomfortably, and his eyes were not open: "What are you doing?"

His usual voice was clear and clean. At this time, the nasal sound of a late night was mixed, and the volume was not high. It seemed that the whole sentence did not have a little edge.

Not too soft.

"...It's okay."

Jin Linkun only woke up, and his brain turned slowly. After a while, he reacted, and he hid the person back to Tibet: "Sleep, I'm here."

His technique was as familiar as ever, he wrapped one hand around Sheng's shoulders, and circled the person back to lie down, tucked in so that he could be followed.

Yu Sheng had a headache, and half of his face was buried in the quilt. He tossed back and forth endlessly, frowning impatiently.

Before waiting to speak, Jin Linkun had covered his head very skillfully and rubbed it comfortably twice.

Ding Zhengjiao: "..."

Cen Rui: "..."

Seven other groups of students who were called to be bold: "..."

"Classmate Xia Junhua."

Liang Yifan is more familiar with this picture, but calms down a lot more than others. He pats Xia Junhua on the shoulder and gives him reality as an example: "For reference, can you and your roommate develop this relationship?"