Sword walking

Chapter 34 #34

Huang Shaotian concentrated his attention on the screen, and tapped the keyboard with his hands.It's already the end of December, and there's not much time left until the end of the semester. Some students who are more enlightened have already started reviewing or preparing papers. Although it is already midnight, there are quite a few people like Huang Shaotian in the dormitory who plan to stay up all night. Occasionally, people would step out of the room and take a walk in the corridor, twisting their necks and shoulders, making it look like ghosts with twisted limbs wandering around in the middle of the night.

There was another slight sound of footsteps passing by the door, and Huang Shaotian's intensive keyboard sound like beans falling to the ground stopped for a moment, he grabbed the mouse and swiped vigorously, put on the earphones and shouted: "The one at the front is so-and-so! Didn't we say that this boss is going to fight?" What is the head? You tickle the soles of its feet! The healing next to it rewinds, rewinds, rewinds... what? You said you can stand it?! Why don't you go up and fight the BOSS hand to hand? Who found this milk? He's crazy, pull it back quickly! If you don't back off, I'm going to T... I'm really going to T!"

The chick in the game was beaten up by the swordsman, Huang Shaotian spoke too fast, before he heard what the chick said, he instinctively groaned, Huang Shaotian's heart skipped a beat, is the operator a little girl? !Sure enough, the boss who was yelled at by Huang Shaotian immediately stopped brushing the boss, and stopped adding milk, sobbing and crying in the channel. When she said sorry and said don't kick me, MT fell down heroically. The bloody deputy T is still trying to turn the tide, and the gunners wandering around stopped. Is this a big move?No, he began to solicitously comfort and treat...

Huang Shaotian was so angry that the mouse flicked and accidentally cut out of the game window. A programming software with only two lines of program code jumped out to block the screen. Huang Shaotian hurriedly minimized the software. In just one or two seconds, the deputy T went down to work with MT. With me, the gun and the treatment began to stage the annual love drama, howling "Stand behind me, you run away" and "I don't want me to go", they were both slapped to death by the BOSS.Huang Shaotian leaned against the back of his chair, choked with sobs, thinking that if he had known earlier, he would not form a wild team, why not go to the Lanxi Pavilion club to see if there are any in the same district, even if it is better to pull a team of priests to fight the boss...

The young mind was hit hard, Huang Shaotian went crazy, and spent the next few hours robbing bosses everywhere, turning the peaceful leveling time of the late-night party into a puddle of muddy water, and he didn't stop until the beeping sound of the gun.

[Lanxi Pavilion] Spring Yilao:.

Troublesome Night Rain: ? ? ? ? ?

【Lanxi Pavilion】Chun Yi Lao: Sound

Troublesome Rain at Night:! ! ! ! !

"Damn! I forgot all about it!" Huang Shaotian wailed, exited the game, opened the script file and recording software in one go, threw lozenges into his mouth to clear his throat, and started recording.

The script is old-fashioned. Huang Shaotian has assisted all kinds of young heroes. He has defeated countless cults and demons. He even won the honorary title of "Sword Master" in the circle. His experience cannot be richer, and he recorded most of it in a short time. .However, it was too smooth, and he had an ominous premonition. Sure enough, a few minutes later, there was a sudden movement outside the door, and the sound of demolition continued. Huang Shaotian understood the joyously dancing audio lines, this dry sound is the same as that BOSS, there is no way to save it...

"What's going on outside! Don't you know it's only six o'clock now!" Huang Shaotian slammed the door open, but with an angry face on his face, he took everything back when facing the expressionless people above, "Su, Su Su Su Muqiu?"

The person who was called raised his eyebrows, hummed, then turned around and continued to work on his own affairs.

It was as cold as an arctic blizzard, Huang Shaotian was scratched by the invisible ice shards, his survival instinct was activated, he stepped back to the door, hid by the door frame and peeked at the opposite door.

The door of the dormitory, which hadn’t been visited by anyone for a long time, was wide open. Su Muqiu was wearing a simple and light winter coat with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. He was cleaning the tables, chairs and the dust on the floor with a rag and broom.There are huge luggage bags, black suitcases, and paper bags containing books and scattered items at the bottom of the wall outside the door, and the coat is thrown on top of the pile of items.

No matter how outspoken Huang Shaotian was, he knew at this time that "what's the matter with you being kicked out of the house by your wife?"

Obviously, the confession is yellow.

But how tragic does it have to be to be kicked out of the house within 24 hours of confession? !

Although Huang Shaotian was not optimistic about him and that one at first, and even calmly thought in the bottom of his heart that perhaps it would be a good thing not to be together, but business can't make benevolence and righteousness, there can be a master-student relationship without LOVE, right?Ye Xiu doesn't seem to be such a cruel person, not to mention that Huang Shaotian originally guessed that even if the confession failed, those two people might live together in a daze.

Because Huang Shaotian saw the way the two of them get along more than once.

For example, not long ago, after Wei Chen's class, he was about to rush to the cafeteria to grab a seat during the lunch break, so he had a face-to-face meeting with Teacher Ye who walked into the classroom.The other party just nodded, and passed him by, very cold, Huang Shaotian was not surprised, but Su Muqiu, who was behind, asked, "Are you waiting outside? Are you frozen?" At a glance, it was obvious that Ye Xiu didn't want to say hello, but It's too cold to talk.

At that moment, Su Muqiu was uncharacteristically calm and mature, chattering like an old woman, and Huang Shaotian saw Teacher Ye as abnormal, obediently listening to the instruction with his head bowed.

If it was just like this, Huang Shaotian wouldn't be so fresh in his memory, but the next interaction between the two of them made the atmosphere change slightly: Ye Xiu took the initiative to drink water from Su Muqiu's thermos, without any qualms, and said, "I'll follow up later." Old Wei goes out...to drink tea, don't wait for me at night", and Su Muqiu responded, "You don't know how to wear more, just forget about the cold", picked up his scarf, and carefully wrapped it around Ye Xiu's neck Go up, and Teacher Ye raised his head naturally to cooperate, and raised his head to facilitate Su Muqiu's movements.

Ye Xiu couldn't see it himself, but Huang Shaotian who was standing behind the two of them knew it clearly. Su Muqiu didn't know whether it was a matter of convenience or a bad taste. The bright red scarf was wrapped around Teacher Ye's neck and tied with an inconspicuous bow.

Like a gift waiting to be unwrapped.

And Su Muqiu, the creator, seemed very satisfied with his masterpiece.

Huang Shaotian was terrified, and still had some inexplicable eye pain, he lowered his sense of existence and walked away quickly.

If it weren't for Su Muqiu's obvious expectations for this relationship that exceeded the limit, Huang Shaotian had no doubts that the master and apprentice could get along well for decades, no matter whether Su Muqiu was pursuing a doctorate or a job, no matter how many students Ye Xiu brought.

So Su Muqiu's rigid face, unable to see the situation, couldn't help but make Huang Shaotian curious, suspecting that he would kill people on the spot like in those danmei dramas. Teacher Ye pulled the corner of the quilt tightly with hickey marks all over his body, and became angry and cursed Sinners, from now on, we will cut off all kindness and righteousness.

"Old Su... Well, I'll just ask as a reference, does the other party still like that bouquet of roses..."

"He loves it."

like very much?Like that and you'll be kicked out.Huang Shaotian asked: "How can you be sure that he likes it? He said it? Could it be that you made a mistake."

"He's finished."

What is "finished"?

Huang Shaotian was dazed, imagining that Ye Xiu pushed his glasses, took off the petals coldly, and devoured the bouquet of roses one bite at a time...Damn, if this was a script, he would ask a scriptwriter with a brain to come up with such a weird plot, Now it's happening in reality?

When Huang Shaotian crashed, Su Muqiu kept silent, put the cleaning tools back one by one, and slammed the door panel, leaving a certain person standing in the corridor shivering in the cold wind.

The bulky items, books and clothes were placed first. Su Muqiu tossed the backpack and coat casually, and pulled the chair away.

After not sleeping all night, and stepping on the door of the dormitory early in the morning to move things back as soon as the door opened, Su Muqiu, who had been busy for a long time, sat down, what came to his mind was not sleepiness, but bewilderment.

He was very awake, otherwise he would have fallen asleep with his head covered.

Looking at the desktop computer on the table, Su Muqiu thought wearily, it's a good thing he didn't move this thing there at that time, otherwise it's really hard to say whether it can be moved this morning.

Contrary to what Huang Shaotian thought, last night he and Ye Xiu had a very harmonious time, or in other words, it was no different from usual.For his sudden kiss and the announcement that he was about to move out, Ye Xiu didn't seem to know at all, he still ate whatever Su Muqiu cooked, drank fish soup, chewed the food, and ate a few pieces of rose cakes. TV, playing with mobile phones, taking a shower and going back to the room, eating and sleeping normally, I am so heartless to the extreme.

He never questioned that outrageous kiss, nor did he tell Su Muqiu to stay or chase him away. This kind of indifferent reaction made people feel alienated more than anything else.

If there is any difference, it is probably because Su Muqiu saw that he did not move even after being kissed, and his heart was mixed for a while. When his lips and teeth separated, he bit Ye Xiu's mouth hard, which made him eat much slower. Will pause to lick the wound and gasp under his breath.

If Ye Xiu had even the slightest reaction, refusing or acknowledging One Autumn Leaf's identity, Su Muqiu would not have left so eagerly, but Ye Xiu's answer extinguished the flame called luck in his heart.

Originally, in the circle, there were quite a few people who were one way online and another way in reality.One Autumn Leaf is a person who never mentions three-dimensional information, and Ye Xiu never talks about things on the Internet, but Ye Xiu feels too calm and comfortable with him in private, just like him and One Autumn Leaf.Of course, the real Ye Xiu wouldn't say "You think you can do it if I lie down well?"—Maybe if you continue to live, you will one day—but at least the overall attitude is almost the same.Su Muqiu was dazed by the increasingly blurred boundaries, and never thought about whether Ye Xiu was the type of person whose boundaries were clearly defined in the Internet reality.

But now it looks like maybe he is.

One Autumn Leaf is an online CP that Qiu Musu can tease and be intimate with, and Lord Grim is a partner who cooperates happily without too much personal involvement.It was self-evident what Ye Xiu's answer would be.

Maybe he would also like to thank Ye Xiu for answering so roundaboutly, leaving him a step, so that the two of them will not be embarrassed when they meet in the future.

"This is the result." Su Muqiu laughed, and said to himself in the silence of the room, "If you want to take care of him, he may not be willing."

Ye Xiu never said that he wanted him to do this, or liked him to do that. Looking back on the past, it was all Su Muqiu's wishful thinking.

He cared deeply, like an idiot.

Everything will fall back to where it should be.

Just like that humble backup key, in the end it could only be stuffed into an envelope and thrown into the mailbox in the seventh room on the third floor. What shouldn't belong to him would never be taken away.

Although Su Muqiu still clearly remembers the "I do" from the bottom of his heart when he patted the vomiting Ye Xiu, and the hot feeling all over his body when he played with One Autumn Leaf late at night.These emotions didn't fade away, he would still be delighted or his heart beating because of Ye Xiu's closeness, but now that he was tired, Su Muqiu questioned what caused them.

From doing housework to pay the rent for business, to watching Ye Xiu tormenting himself, I can't bear to take care of him as a responsibility after cooking a few meals?In the meat scene with One Autumn Leaf, there was a reaction due to the atmosphere, and the restlessness was regarded as ignorant liking in a big dream?

What kind of relationship is that?Or, as Huang Shaotian said, was it just a hasty impulse?

Su Muqiu was silent and sat there for a long time before reaching out to turn on the computer and connecting to the notebook, backing up the data in an orderly manner, calling up an assignment that had been returned for revision by other teachers, clicking and typing, and slowly deleting and supplementing.

What that is is no longer important.

Because Ye Xiu rejected it.