straight

For several days in a row, Luo Yu was in a state of panic all day long.Often sitting upright, suddenly petrified, detached.

He was clearly out of shape, and even the leader who had just returned from the dead couldn't stand it anymore.Ying Zhengzong patted him: "Are you okay?"

Luo Yu was slapped suddenly by him and almost fell down: "Huh?"

"..." Ying Zhengzong pulled a chair and sat beside him, "Old Luo."

Luo Yu looked over almost vigilantly: "What?"

Ying Zhengzong put on a posture of having a long talk: "I was by the lake that day, did it scare you?"

Luo Yu's heart trembled, and he blurted out: "No, there is nothing to be scared of, there is nothing."

Ying Zhengzong patted him again: "It's my fault, let you suffer that."

It was only then that Luo Yu realized that he was obviously not referring to the wet Wei Jin, and came back to his senses in a trance, feeling a little sorry for the roommate, and concerned about it: "Do you want to open up a little now? "

"I'm already well." Ying Zhengzong smiled relievedly, "If you survive a catastrophe, you will have good fortune. Recently, I found an internship in a big company, and my life is bright."

"Oh, congratulations! You must have a drink. Let's go, I'll call Lao Yang."

Luo Yu felt that he really needed alcohol to numb his brain that was constantly running at high speed and was about to burn.

That night, a few people went out to drink and eat, and walked back in a daze and joy.Ying Zhengzong hummed a song in a barren voice, half of him hung on Lao Yang's body. Fortunately, he was no heavier than before, so he could still be held up.

Luo Yu walked on the other side of Lao Yang, and the situation was not much better than that of the leader, but his mind was still damnably focused on something.He blinked his eyes a few times, and suddenly thought of a seemingly brilliant idea, and quickly poked the people around him: "Old Yang, please help me."

"What's the matter?"

"You still keep your little hard drive for action romance movies?"

Lao Yang was stunned for a while, and let out a wretched laugh: "It's easy to say, and the ones marked with an asterisk are key recommendations."

-

In the dead of night, the roommates were already snoring loudly.Luo Yu was sitting on the bed, wearing earphones, the light from the computer screen hit his face, he was half awake from the wine, but his expression was still ethereal.

He is an organized person, and he also pays attention to the rationality of sampling when doing experiments, even thinking about the order.

Luo Yu didn't open Lao Yang's collection first, but entered a few keywords in the search bar of the web page with trembling fingers.

He quickly downloaded what he was looking for, took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and pressed the play button.

The video shows two men walking towards an SUV holding hands.Luo Yu held his breath and watched intently, as if he was facing a formidable enemy, but saw that the two of them were just driving and chatting, and they didn't get into the topic for a long time, so they fast-forwarded a short section.

As a result, the screen that rushed to his face made him almost close the computer.

Luo Yu took a few more breaths, forced himself to calm down, and kept his eyes on, watching the incident between the two men in a daze.

Ten minutes later, he rigorously stretched his hair into the bed and touched it—withered.

Luo Yu's expression became more and more unpredictable, so he turned on Lao Yang's hard drive, and directly opened the one marked with five stars.

-

Early the next morning, Lao Yang came to Luo Yu's bedside in a hurry and asked, "How is it?"

Luo Yu raised his eyes weakly: "It's cool."

"You don't look very happy."

"Don't say anything, I'll go to the commissary to buy a new tissue box later."

Lao Yang laughed, stopped halfway through the laugh, and looked at Luo Yu in confusion: "To be honest, you don't seem very happy. Could it be that your kidney hurts?"

"..." Luo Yu sat up, "Old Yang, have you..."

"No."

Luo Yu rolled his eyes: "Have you ever had a dream?"

"Isn't that nonsense?"

"Has there been any... um... strange objects in Chunmeng?"

Lao Yang thought for a while: "For example?"

"For example, people who obviously haven't thought about that before..."

"Of course I do. What do you mean by that?" Lao Yang said contemptuously, "It's rare to dream of a goddess. Nine times out of ten, it's someone you just met during the day, or someone you know. It's been a long time—I also dreamed about the ugly monster who put glue on my chair in junior high."

Luo Yu hesitated to speak, and Lao Yang asked strangely: "Have you never dreamed of a messy person? This is the first time?"

"Nor...not at all. Once I went to the classmate reunion during the day, and at night-" Luo Yu listed it subconsciously, but before he finished speaking, he broke out in a lot of cold sweat, and his face was even worse than before drinking yesterday Wonderful.

Yeah, it's weird and uncomfortable, but it really isn't the first time this has happened.The structure of the human brain is too complicated, and the subconscious mind in dreams has no rules to follow. It would be too stupid to attach everything to one explanation.

For a moment, Luo Yu almost hated his proud logical thinking.

Because at this moment when people should let go of their burdens and breathe a sigh of relief, he immediately thought: The strangest thing is not why Wei Jin fell into a dream, but why he suddenly became confused and self-doubted after dreaming of Wei Jin... …

That wouldn't be the case.

It was he himself who let it "as for".

-

"get out of class is over." Wen Muzhou said.

Young men and women lowered their heads, packed up their books and walked out of the classroom one after another. The huge space suddenly became quiet.Wen Muzhou closed the computer, picked up the briefcase, and looked down from the podium, there was still a person sitting by the window.

Wen Muzhou glanced at him, as if looking at the scenery outside the window through his body, did not make any expression, even his calm expression did not fluctuate, turned around on his own, and walked towards the door .

Shen Haimo looked at his straight back silently.

For the past month, Shen Hai has listened to Wen Muzhou's every class, rain or shine, and when he comes, he chooses an inconspicuous seat and sits down. He neither greets Wen Muzhou nor tries to attract the other party's attention. The only thing I am interested in is the content of the classroom.

Wen Muzhou was noncommittal about this, and sometimes his eyes flicked to Shen Hai, but he didn't stop there lightly.Shen Hai thought he didn't see him a few times at first, but later he realized that the other party ended the specious friendship more cleanly than himself.

Wen Muzhou on the podium looked like a different person in peacetime, with a demeanor that made the audience listen intently as soon as he spoke, and his conversation was like spring breeze and rain.Shen Hai had taught many professors, most of them were older than Wen Muzhou, but for some reason, it was Wen Muzhou who had the most momentum.

This kind of Wen Muzhou seems to be very far away from him, Shen Hai can't help but think of the news he has painstakingly inquired about these days.Those who can stay in this university, in addition to real talents and learning, more or less have some background, and Wen Muzhou is still so young...

When Shen Hai first came here, he wanted to find a chance to strike up a conversation, but the longer he dragged on and the more he watched, the more timid he became.Before he knew it, he overheard that now, he was almost getting acquainted with the classmates in the class, but there was no progress on Wen Muzhou's side.

Shen Hai gritted his teeth, suddenly got up and quickly chased out of the classroom, heading towards Wen Muzhou's office.

Before Wen Muzhou entered, Shen Hai stopped him: "Professor."

Wen Muzhou paused, turned around, and without asking why he came, pointed to the office and said, "Come in and sit down."

Shen Haifeng walked in with Yi Shuihan, and sat down on the sofa by the wall.Wen Muzhou was still standing, picking and choosing from the bookshelves, and said in his mouth, "It's been a while since I saw you, how are you?"

He opened his eyes and said nonsense, Shen Hai opened his mouth: "...not very good."

"Huh?", Wen Muzhou lost that high-spirited smell when he got off the podium, he was a little tired, and looked very gentle.Shen Hai mustered up the courage to blurt out: "I miss you very much."

When the voice fell, he himself was startled.

Wen Muzhou took down a book that had been misplaced: "There are nine times out of ten unsatisfactory things in life, and young people must learn to let go. You can hand in a pen pal if you don't have one. Just be sure this time..."

Shen Hai became anxious, and stood up awkwardly: "I'm not thinking of Ah Zi, but of you, the professor in the teahouse that day."

As soon as he stood up, he was much taller than Wen Muzhou, and with his naturally stern eyebrows, no one could tell how timid this man was.Wen Muzhou rolled his eyes: "Sit down, what are you doing standing up?"

Shen Hai had no choice but to sit back again: "I know this must sound silly to you, but..." He couldn't say what the "but" should be, but he hesitated for a long time, and said with an almost childish stubborn posture, " But I'd rather say it and be laughed at by you."

Wen Muzhou didn't smile, and didn't show any other expressions, he put the book into the correct place without any haste: "I see."

There is no text after this sentence.Shen Hailai had rehearsed countless times before, and imagined the worse situation, so he was not discouraged, and said in a desperate manner: "During this period, I reviewed the correspondence with Ah Zi, and the professor wore that layer of clothes. Pretending, but telling the truth, right? Ah Zi occasionally feels lonely..."

"Shen Hai," Wen Muzhou, who had been listening calmly, interrupted him, "I told you the truth with sincerity that day, not to hear today's words."

Shen Hai immediately shut his mouth, lowered his head and said slowly, "I know, I won't mention anything from the past."

He couldn't go on anymore, got up and walked out dejectedly, but turned around at the door: "Professor, I will still go to the class."

Wen Muzhou turned around and looked at him for two seconds, with a very complicated expression, even a trace of inexplicable bewilderment.

Then Shen Hai heard him say: "Please go ahead."