Chapter 5

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date="2020-11-22"

title="Chapter 5"

weight="106338"

series = ["Hypocritical Adonis"]

mode = "manual"

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Qi Cheng had already prepared to be blocked by Wu Yuan under the dormitory at night, but he did not expect that the nights of the past few days would be calm.

The long vacation of No. 2 Middle School is only two and a half days in a month. Usually, only half-day vacations are held in the afternoon on weekends. Sunday afternoon and evening self-study are cancelled, and morning reading classes in the morning are also cancelled, giving students a rare time to sleep in.

Today is Saturday. After returning to the dormitory in the evening, every floor is cheering, because classes will not officially start until 8:10 tomorrow morning.

Can get up a full hour later than usual! This is so happy!

The dormitory of Class 3 is on the second floor, and Qi Cheng and his dormitory are inside, a treasured land close to the water room and stairs. After climbing upstairs, found that the water room on the 3rd floor was out of water, and the water room on the 2nd floor was already full of people.

In this kind of weather, the irritable boys can't lack water. Those who didn't buy water at night felt tormented when they saw this scene. After returning to the dormitory, the people in the dormitory decided who lost the rock, paper, scissors and who to fetch water.

The second middle school is in the suburbs. It has a large area and has invested a lot of money. The dormitory has not been full until now. There are fewer people in one room than in other schools. There are four people in one room. The space is spacious.

In addition to Xia Li and Zhu Fan, they also have a roommate who is an art student named Han An. He is a master with a peculiar aesthetic who believes that he is the trend.

Qi Cheng has never been afraid of rock-paper-scissors. After the situation was settled, he laughed, "I won."

It was Zhu Fan who lost, and he honestly fetched water, and he didn't come back in a few minutes. Qi Chengzhen was a little thirsty, so he got up and found the cup and went into the water room.

As soon as I went in, I saw Chang Yao coming out. Chang Yao's black hair was about to cover his eyes, his fingers were wet, as if he hadn't seen him, so he ran to his dormitory quickly.

When Qi Cheng was about to line up, Chang Yao ran over again and handed Qi Cheng a cup full of fresh water. He lowered his head and said nothing.

Qi Cheng, "For me?"

"Thank you for the hot post." He recites these four words like an endorsement.

"Thank you." Qi Cheng licked his lips, their lips were already peeling dry, he poured only a little of Chang Yao's water and drank a few mouthfuls.

Chang Yao picked it up for him after he finished drinking, poured all the water in his glass into it, and then held the empty bottle, standing in the line at the end of the line again.

Qi Cheng was taken aback, laughed, and then stood behind him, drinking water slowly while talking to him.

Zhu Fan was in front, there were too many people, he could only wave to him.

The water room was crowded, and the boys couldn't wait. They would bump into each other from time to time. Qi Cheng protected Chang Yao several times without a trace. Every time he raised his hand, Chang Yao's head would be lowered.

Under the black hair that no one saw was a flushed face.

"Fuck!"

There was a low curse in the corner next to him, "Why is the water getting thinner?"

Qi Cheng turned around and smiled immediately.

Qi Zhong, who was washing his dirty socks with his head buried in the air, exploded, took a few deep breaths and continued to bear it, and started rubbing his head again.

He wears a pure white vest, rubs it, and moves his shoulders. Among a group of juniors who don't do much exercise and fitness, every move makes him look handsome.

Qi Zhong's figure is just right. He is slender and straight. He doesn't have too many muscles. He doesn't look bulging and scary, and he doesn't look thin and collapses when the wind blows. He is well-proportioned, healthy and handsome, like a cartoonist's favorite ratio. Qi Cheng has a critical eye and thinks his lines are exceptionally beautiful.

The person on the 3rd floor can successfully grab a faucet on the 2nd floor. This guy is too much.

After Zhu Fan received the water, he said with a loud voice: "Qi Cheng, I will go back first!"

Qi Zhong looked up, turned his head and looked behind him, his eyes were sharp and bright, and he found Qi Cheng at the end of the team in the blink of an eye.

He looked at the dirty socks on his hands, his expression changed and changed.

He was holding dirty socks, and the other party was holding a water glass cleanly. Too damn embarrassment, Qi Zhong buried his head, hoping not to be seen by this kid.

After waiting for a while, he couldn't hold back and looked back, Qi Cheng had already left.

Fuck, the second floor is too dangerous.

Almost ashamed to throw it in front of the little white face.

As soon as school was over at noon on Sunday, everyone ran out of school and the bus stop was crowded. Qi Cheng rented a room outside by himself, he directly called the rental, and returned home half an hour later.

I slept with my head all afternoon, and only woke up slowly after five o'clock.

It was dusk outside, and Qi Chenglai spent half an hour in bed before taking a hot bath comfortably and going out for food.

There are various foods near the place where he rents. There are many small streets. The lady boss on the food street is very enthusiastic to the handsome guy. Qi Cheng has been greeted many times along the way. After he finally finished eating, he is already a After hours.

The sky was already dark, leaving only a faint light. On the way back, Qi Cheng heard the sound of fists and kicks in the nearby alleys.

Mixed with a depressed snort.

Qi Cheng stepped lightly and approached the alley.

In the depths of the alley, a few young people were beating the people on the ground, and the people lying on the ground were protecting their heads and biting them back from time to time.

None of the few people fell well, their noses and faces were swollen, and the act of beating back vented their anger.

The man lying on the ground was tall, with a stern look in his eyes, and he refused to admit defeat and fought back without fear of death, but his movements became smaller and smaller, and the intensity of the struggle gradually weakened.

It's Wu Yuan.

Qi Cheng touched his pocket and drew a cigarette from it. He leaned against the wall of the alley covered with moss, and after taking two sips, he walked out slowly.

"Hey," Qi Cheng shook the ashes. He was just around the corner. The shadow covered most of his whole person. Only his voice was smiling. He kindly reminded, "You called the police ten minutes ago. Do you want to call the police again? minute?"

Because of the high traffic of people here, there is a police station nearby. The speed of dispatching police is very fast, and it is already relatively slow in ten minutes.

Several social youths became irritable and cursed, pointing to Qi Chengcheng to come over to teach him, Qi Cheng looked at his watch, took another cigarette, and waited for someone to reach him before saying, "Really not running?"

He was so confident that a few people turned around and ran out of the alley, pointing at him and cursing as they ran, "Who the hell are you, you are nosy, something is wrong."

Qi Cheng glanced at them and approached Wu Yuan. Wu Yuan could not open one of his eyes. He tried his best to see who the person in front of him was. Half of his face was stained with blood, his expression was terrifying, and his hair was condensed by blood clots on his head, embarrassed and scary.

After seeing Qi Cheng vaguely, Wu Yuan closed his eyes and fainted.

He was covered in blood and dust, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or someone else's. Qi Cheng pinched out the smoke.

In the dark corner, the handsome guy lying in the corner covered with wounds.

[Second lieutenant colonel is found in front of me, do you come forward to help? 】

[A. Rescue and flirt]

【B. It’s so dirty, let’s take off his dirty clothes first (≧▽≦)//】

Qi Cheng hooked his lips, took off his coat to cover him, pulled him on his shoulders, and took a taxi to the nearby clinic.

Qi Cheng didn't put him on the floor until he got home after he was bandaged.

Wu Yuan's figure is very good, his complexion is beautiful, and his muscles contain vigorous strength. When he was in a coma, his sword eyebrows were erected, and he still looked very uncomfortable.

Qi Cheng wiped off the blood stains on him. Most of the blood on Wu Yuan's body was someone else's. The serious wound was the one on his brain. The doctor who bandaged him was skilled, "It's okay, this kid has a hard head, it's a trauma."

"If you take a look, he has taken care of the key points. It seems that there are no fights and there is no need to go to the hospital. He can just apply medicine to other wounds."

Qi Cheng originally had reservations about what the doctor said, but now he took off Wu Yuan's clothes and wiped it on him before he knew that there was no major wound.

When Wu Yuan became clean, Qi Cheng was lazy to dress him again. He directly hugged Wu Yuan, who was wearing only underwear, onto the sofa, and covered him with a thin quilt, so there was no need to worry about it.

After Wu Yuan woke up in the morning, he only felt sore all over.

He was tall and the couch lying on was narrow and small. He curled up all night, and his hands and feet were numb after regaining consciousness.

It's still early, and the outside of the window is still dark, Wu Yuan looked depressed, opened the quilt, and stepped on the floor with bare feet to find a place where he could sleep comfortably.

The wound on his head was covered with gauze, and it was painful. Wu Yuan was used to this kind of pain, so he could completely ignore it. After finding the bedroom, he stood by the bed with his arms folded and looked at Qi Cheng on the bed with a calm face.

On the two-meter-wide bed, he slept half of the time, and the other half could lie down at least one more person. As a result, this guy put him on the sofa.

Wu Yuan looked at him for a while, opened the quilt directly, and lay down wearing big pants.

Then go to sleep.