I Really Didn’t Want to Become a Scumbag

During the graduation season in June, the school is full of verdant greenery, and students in bachelor uniforms wander around the campus, eager to take pictures everywhere.

The reunion between Song Baizhou and Zhou's mother was not as intense as imagined, but as ordinary as an old friend who hadn't seen for many years.

"Honey, look, who is the mother-in-law talking to?" Qiao Linlin, who was playing around, climbed onto Zhou Yuwen's back and asked, biting Zhou Yuwen's ear.

Zhou Yuwen didn't take it seriously, and glanced casually, but was taken aback when he saw Song Baizhou.

He walked over and saw Zhou's mother with a faint smile on her face, but he didn't act too intensely: "Mom,"

"Yuwen." Mother Zhou glanced at Zhou Yuwen, then at Song Baizhou.

Song Baizhou's eyes also looked at Zhou Yuwen. Zhou Yuwen graduated, wearing a bachelor's uniform, which means that he has really grown up. No matter whether Zhou Yuwen recognizes Song Baizhou's father or not, Zhou Yuwen is always his pride.

Mother Zhou glanced back at Song Baizhou, and said, "I don't hate you, because without you, I wouldn't have such an excellent son."

Zhou Yuwen stepped forward and put his arms around his mother's shoulders and said, "Mom, let's go."

Song Baizhou hesitated to speak.

Zhou's mother said, "Yuwen, take a photo with your father, shall we?"

Zhou Yuwen was curious, and looked up at Song Baizhou, but saw Song Baizhou looking forward to it.

Zhou Yuwen hesitated for a moment: "Forget it, I have something else to do. I'll take you there."

As he spoke, Zhou Yuwen left with his arms around his mother's shoulders, while Song Baizhou hesitated to speak from behind. When he really saw Zhou Yuwen leave, he felt a little disappointed.

He was very pleased that his son had grown up, but it was a pity that his son never recognized himself from the beginning to the end.

"Brother," the driver of the car got off and looked at the somewhat disappointed little old man.

Song Baizhou smiled wryly and said nothing, "Let's go."

"Don't you want to look again?"

"never mind."

Just when Song Baizhou turned his head, Zhou Yuwen did come back again: "Wait a minute,"

"?"

"My mother asked me to take a picture with you, but I guess you don't like it either."

"No, no! If you want to take a group photo, you must take a group photo!" Hearing Zhou Yuwen's words, Song Baizhou's face beamed with joy.

Zhou Yuwen didn't think about taking a photo with Song Baizhou at the beginning, but his mother said that if he didn't take a photo with Song Baizhou, she would be angry.

"Anyway, he is also your biological father. He is really happy that you graduated."

"I don't hate him, because without him, there would be no you."

"Think about it, if you had an illegitimate child outside and her mother made her hate you every day, would you be happy?" Mother Zhou asked.

Zhou Yuwen said, "How could I have an illegitimate child?"

When he said this, Zhou Yuwen thought of Jiang Ting who left without saying goodbye, and thought of Chen Zixuan who hadn't seen him all this time, and suddenly felt a little hesitant.

In the end, he followed his mother's arrangement and took a photo with Song Baizhou.

Song Baizhou was wearing a suit, while Zhou Yuwen was wearing a student uniform. The two of them took a fair photo, which has been kept in Song Baizhou's wallet since then, never without it.

As a photographer, Wen Qing knew what had happened, and said with a smile, "May I take a group photo for your family?"

Song Baizhou looked at Mother Zhou expectantly.

Mother Zhou shook her head: "Forget it."

In the end, the photo was still not taken properly. For Song Baizhou, being able to talk to Zhou Yuwen today is already very good. It is A Yun's credit that his son has grown up.

But he and Zhou's mother will never be able to.

What's rare is that the two can still talk together. The child has graduated, and the most important thing next is to get married. Song Baizhou asked Zhou's mother what she thought.

Zhou's mother just said that the child has grown up and has his own ideas.

"Probably inherited from you, this child has no shortage of women."

Song Baizhou smiled wryly.

Zhou Yuwen is very popular in the school. When he was about to graduate, many students came to take a photo with Zhou Yuwen. Zhou Yuwen was quickly pulled over to take a photo with his teachers and classmates.

The students in a class were scattered, and they had already distanced themselves from Zhou Yuwen, and the distance would only grow further in the future.

Qiao Linlin pulled Zhou Yuwen and said that she was going to clean up the dormitory.

Zhou Yuwen asked why the dormitory hadn't been cleaned yet.

"Oh, I was in a hurry. I went to the dormitory to see if there was anything else left." Qiao Linlin, dressed in a bachelor's uniform, dragged Zhou Yuwen to run around the campus.

The hem of the bachelor's uniform fluttered high in the wind, and a pair of crisp long legs were extremely white.

At this time, the student dormitory was already in a mess, except for the garbage all over the floor, there was nothing left.

The female dormitory is more messy than the male dormitory, and there are personal belongings littered in unnecessary bathrooms.

In the corridor of the dormitory, garbage was piled up like a hill.

The single bed in the quadruple room is now just a plank.

The dappled sunlight came in through the windows, and the dust was clearly visible under the sunlight.

There are not many people in the whole dormitory.

Looking at the empty dormitory, Qiao Linlin also felt a little emotional.

"Everything is like a dream, and I feel like I have never been here."

"But we did come here." Zhou Yuwen replied with a smile.

Qiao Linlin thought of Su Qianqian who was reading a book with her head down when she first came here four years ago, Jiang Ting who was listening to music with headphones, and Han Qingqing who looked like a house girl.

Everything is so vivid, it feels like it happened yesterday.

She suddenly remembered that on the first night of coming to school, the first night chat in their dormitory was about Zhou Yuwen.

From that day on, she couldn't sleep at night because of Zhou Yuwen.

But when did she start liking Zhou Yuwen?

She forgot, maybe at the beginning, she liked it.

"At that time, I actually didn't like you very much. Just seeing Jiang Ting and Qianqian's fiery chat, I thought, what charm do you have!? Why do you hook up the two little girls in our dormitory!" Qiao Linlin He smiled and put his arms around Zhou Yuwen's neck and asked.

Zhou Yuwen put his arms around her waist and asked, "Then do you know now?"

"How would I know." Qiao Linlin rolled her eyes.

it's all over.

"Zhou Yuwen,"

The sunlight swayed through the window onto Qiao Linlin's head, shining golden light on Qiao Linlin's head.

Zhou Yuwen looked at Qiao Linlin curiously.

"Thank you." Qiao Linlin smiled brightly, and she said to Zhou Yuwen seriously.

"Thank me for what?" Zhou Yuwen was curious.

"Thank you for giving me a beautiful youth!" Qiao Linlin said with a smile, offered her fragrant lips, and kissed Zhou Yuwen.

Just now, Qiao Linlin suddenly thought of her four years in college, and thought of the little things she had with Zhou Yuwen. She was very lucky to meet Zhou Yuwen in college.

If she gives herself another chance, she still won't regret it.

But if it happens again, she will stop being Zhou Yuwen's mistress, and she will take the initiative to attack.

Zhou Yuwen was pushed to the balcony door by Qiao Linlin, leaning against the door, and kissing Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen was tall, so he could only kiss Qiao Linlin with his head down.

Qiao Linlin's bachelor's uniform was loose, and it was difficult for the two of them to make out.

"Won't others see this place?" Zhou Yuwen asked.

"What are you afraid of? Anyone who can leave has left," Qiao Linlin said.

Qiao Linlin took Zhou Yuwen's hand and pushed Zhou Yuwen directly onto the wooden bed. She also climbed up and rode on Zhou Yuwen's body, looking at Zhou Yuwen excitedly.

"What do you want to do?"

"I want to sleep with you!"

Qiao Linlin giggled.

"Neuropathy."

"I rely on? Are you serious?"

"Don't tear it up, this is my fucking bachelor's uniform!"

"Damn! Qiao Linlin, you are a fucking dog!"