Rival roommate wants to be my boyfriend

Chapter 21 Do you want to run in the morning? ...

After Guo Yuxiang helped deliver the things and left, the bedroom door was closed, and Yang Kaimiao started to help An Mingyu install the computer.

"Your graphics card is awesome. Ouch, I wanted to buy this water cooler not too long ago. Is it useful?" The exclamation in his mouth never stopped.

An Mingyu fixed the monitor and looked up: "I don't know, I feel the same."

"..." Yang Kaimiao condemned, "Reckless."

Cheng Yue was still memorizing his notes on military theory. Seeing this, he took out noise-proof earplugs. Just as he was on the fortress, An Mingyu came over and asked, "Is it noisy? Then I'll put them on during the day tomorrow."

He froze for a moment and shook his head: "No need, don't make noise, you guys can do it."

"It's okay, don't need it urgently." An Mingyu turned her head, "Leave it alone for now."

Yang Kaimiao piled the parts back on his desk: "Okay, I'll get up tomorrow and install it for you. After the installation, you have to make me feel good. I want to try how silky this top machine is."

Cheng Yue heard An Mingyu laugh: "Just play."

Immediately afterwards, the other party walked up to him, glanced at him, and asked, "Is this a military theory?"

"Yes." Cheng Yue nodded.

"The exam the day after tomorrow?" An Mingyu pulled a chair and sat down, "I haven't reviewed it yet, can Teacher Cheng lend me your notes?"

The distance between the two was a little close, and Cheng Yue met An Mingyu's hazel eyes as soon as he raised his eyes.

The desk lamp reflected warm light in it from the side, as if there was light in his eyes.

Cheng Yue swallowed his throat: "I... I only have one note."

"Then..." An Mingyu leaned forward again, "Do you mind if I watch it with you?"

Seeing that Cheng Yue didn't agree, he said again: "Mr. Cheng, please do me a favor. I don't want to fail."

Very sincere tone.

Cheng Yue hesitated for a moment, then turned his body and pushed the notebook towards him a little: "But I'm a little slow at reciting."

"I am also very slow in reciting." An Mingyu continued to move a little towards him.

Yang Kaimiao looked at the two people who were leaning against each other on the other side, and frowned, but couldn't tell what was wrong.

He stared in silence for a while, and found that no one seemed to be paying attention to him, so he could only put on the earphones and rejoin the game.

"What's the meaning here?" An Mingyu leaned closer to Cheng Yue slightly, pointing to a certain line on the notebook.

Cheng Yue looked along his hand, but his eyes were attracted by the little mole for a moment.

"Huh?" An Mingyu turned her head to look at him before waiting for an answer.

He came from outside the school, and just now moved things, the heat on his body was much heavier than that of Cheng Yue who had stayed in the air-conditioned room for a long time, and at such a close distance, the breaths of the two almost blended together.

Cheng Yue's heart trembled, and just as he was about to back away, An Mingyu took the lead to distance himself, and said with a smile, "Teacher Cheng is distracted."

"..." Cheng Yue lowered his eyes, avoiding his gaze, "Which line?"

"The third row."

Cheng Yue counted to the third line.

The beginning is still the content of military theory, but the second half becomes the words "fill the cake with eggs, eggs X2".

Cheng Yue: "..."

It seems that when he was in class, he suddenly thought of trying to see if two eggs are really delicious next time, so he wrote it down.

"Wrong." Cheng Yue pursed his lips and raised his pen to cross out the line.

An Mingyu said "Oh" lightly and didn't ask any further questions.

After 10 minutes passed, he reached out and asked, "Can I turn the page?"

"Turn it over." An Mingyu nodded, changed her sitting position, leaned back slightly, and rested her arms loosely on the back of Cheng Yue's chair.

Cheng Yue turned to the next page, moved a bit, and touched a slightly warm object on his back.It took him a moment to realize that it was An Mingyu's arm. The other person was wearing short sleeves, and through the thin shirt, the body temperature was transmitted to his back.

Cheng Yue's body froze immediately, and before he sat up straight, the touch disappeared again.

An Mingyu moved her arms back.

Cheng Yue relaxed silently, and raised his eyes to take a peek at the people around him.

Accidentally bumped into it?

An Mingyu was very quiet, and did not change her sitting position after that, only once in a while she seemed to be fascinated, and subconsciously wanted to turn the page by herself, just in time to touch Cheng Yue's fingertips.

But it was only for a moment, Cheng Yue's fingers trembled, and the other party immediately took his hand back.

"Sorry, I took Teacher Cheng's notes as my own." An Mingyu apologized.

It was just an unintentional move, Cheng Yue didn't care: "It's okay, just turn the page and let me know if you want to."

The other party said again: "I'll wait for you to turn it over, and our endorsement speed is about the same."

……yes.

But An Mingyu always gave him the illusion that he could memorize all the knowledge at a glance.

It was close to ten o'clock in the evening, and the two finally went through all the notes.

Cheng Yue put away his notebook and rubbed his sore neck.

"I'll go, you two really sat and studied together all night?" Yang Kaimiao just got off the plane, dumbfounded, "What do we have to take an exam recently? Military theory? What about that stuff?"

An Mingyu moved the chair back to its original position, and glanced at him: "Closed-book exam, why not?"

"But..." You have never been so serious about reading books for a fucking high school competition!

Yang Kaimiao met his cold eyes, and silently swallowed the second half of the sentence.

Cheng Yue didn't notice the short-lived disturbance behind him. He cleaned up the table, picked up his mobile phone and called Aunt Li, the neighborhood committee of City Z.

"Hello?" Aunt Li's voice was a little sharp, "Who is it?"

He walked out of the dormitory: "It's me, Cheng Yue."

"Oh! Xiao Yue." The voice on the other end of the phone softened immediately, "How is it? Is college fun?"

There was some warmth in Cheng Yue's eyes: "It's pretty good."

"Haha, Lao Zhao and I went to visit your grandfather a few days ago, and we even told him about you." Aunt Li smiled, "Is it the National Day holiday, so you have to come back?"

"Ah."

"Have you bought the ticket yet? Don't be too late to grab it, the station ticket will be a toss-up! Don't buy it!"

"Not yet, I won't buy standing tickets, don't worry." Cheng Yue leaned against the wall of the dormitory corridor, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Aunt Li: "Just remember it yourself. You have been smart since you were a child. Auntie doesn't worry about you. Your grandpa is doing well recently. Don't worry, study hard!"

Cheng Yue just wanted to hear this sentence, and a big stone in his heart finally fell: "Thank you, Auntie."

"Oh, my child, how many years have I been with your mother, why are you being polite to me?" Aunt Li pretended to blame, "Oh, what is the matter with you calling, see I talk a lot, don't give it to you." Serious business has been delayed."

Cheng Yue smiled: "No delay."

"Hi..." Aunt Li smiled from ear to ear, "Let's talk, what's the matter?"

"I..." Cheng Yue pursed his lips, "I'm about to apply for a bursary, but the school needs to provide proof of poverty."

"Oh! Auntie has already thought of this with you." Auntie Li replied, "The children of the old Zhao family also had to issue this certificate before, so I specially prepared a copy for you. In one... Let me think about it. It should be in a kraft paper envelope, it’s wrapped, and it’s all put in the interlayer of your computer backpack, go find it.”

Cheng Yue was stunned for a few seconds: "Oh, oh...Okay, I'll go find it."

"Yeah." Aunt Li replied, "If you find it, send me a message. If you lose it, I'll send you another one."

"it is good."

"How is Tingting with you?" Aunt Li asked.

Cheng Yue lowered his head: "Very... quite take care of me."

Aunt Li said happily after hearing this: "Girls are shy. She is one year older than you, but she is also a good girl. If you like it, you have to hurry up and chase her."

"Okay." Cheng Yue replied in a low voice.

After chatting for a few more words, he hung up the phone and went back to the dormitory.

"Call your family?" An Mingyu asked while wiping her hair after taking a shower.

Cheng Yue said "hmm", moved his chair under the closet where the quilt was originally placed, took off his shoes and stepped on it.

An Mingyu looked up at him: "What do you want? I'll help you."

"No." He shook his head and refused.

Cheng Yue took the key from the small cabinet below and opened the closet.He remembered correctly, the computer bag that Aunt Li said was in it.

The certificate must be handed in before next Monday, and it may be too late to mail it. I hope the things are inside.

The backpack was thrown into the back of the cabinet at that time, and he could barely reach it by stepping on the chair. After finally taking it out, Cheng Yue opened the bag and fumbled inside the interlayer, and found a kraft paper envelope.

He relaxed a lot, put the bag back, but still worriedly opened the envelope and dumped it.

Several 100-yuan banknotes slid out of it.

Aunt Li probably slipped it to him secretly.

Cheng Yue's heart warmed, and he took out the money, but he didn't expect to pull out the bottom white paper.

The piece of paper was so light that it slipped through his fingers in the blink of an eye and floated to the ground.

Cheng Yue bent down and was about to reach out to grab it.

The chair under his feet "clicked" and shook violently.

He was about to fall to the ground——

"careful!"

An Mingyu wrapped his arms around him, supporting him firmly.

Cheng Yue's heart was beating fast, still in shock, he subconsciously hugged the arm in front of him tightly.

After a while, he came to his senses, let go of his hands and lowered his head to look for the blank paper just now: "I..."

That's proof of poverty...not a very shiny thing.

But... nothing on the ground.

"Take it."

In the next second, the piece of paper was handed to Cheng Yue.

An Mingyu's voice was a little low, her eyes were lowered, she didn't look up, and she didn't show any curiosity or pity.

Cheng Yue quickly took it and stuffed it into the envelope again: "Thank you, thank you."

"Did you hit it?" the other party asked.

Putting the proof of poverty away again, Cheng Yue shook his head: "No, thank you."

"Hey, An Mingyu!" Yang Kaimiao howled suddenly.

Cheng Yue wanted to take a closer look at the other party's expression, but An Mingyu had already turned back to Yang Kaimiao.

Maybe I didn't see it.

But...the big characters of the Poverty Certificate are on the top, and An Mingyu handed it to him just now with the front facing up.

"Cheng Yue, you come too, you come too, there is a situation!" Yang Kaimiao waved to him again.

Cheng Yue suppressed his thoughts and walked over: "What?"

"It was posted in the class just now." Yang Kaimiao held up his phone, "Look, it is said that after the military training is over, physical exercise must be strengthened. This semester, you must use the Happy Running app to complete 50 running clocks. The time is from [-]:[-] am to At ten o'clock in the evening, each time must not be less than one kilometer, and the speed is stipulated, I will go..."

Yang·Otaku Honzhai·Kai Miao received [-] points of critical damage.

"This is trying to kill me!" he wailed.

An Mingyu twitched her lips and looked at Cheng Yue: "Are you jogging in the morning? There are no classes during the day this week."

Cheng Yue just happened to plan to go for a run in the morning, so he nodded, "Yes."

Yang Kaimiao gave them both a thumbs up: "It's amazing, it's a good thing that An Mingyu came to live in the dormitory, this is an early riser, Cheng Yue, you can have free bed calls in the morning."

? ?

Cheng Yue's eyes widened slightly.

An Mingyu raised her eyebrows, and looked at Yang Kaimiao at the same time as him.

The latter seemed to realize something: "What...what are you doing? I'm talking about wake-up service! What are you thinking? You two are thinking very differently!"

Cheng Yue turned his head away, his face was a little red.

An Mingyu cleared her throat, and Cheng Yue caught the movement with sharp ears, and became even more embarrassed, quickly took his pajamas and ran into the bathroom.

After turning off the lights at night, he covered himself with a quilt and closed his eyes.

From the other bed above the head came a small "Are you asleep?"

Cheng Yue raised his head: "?"

Through the bed rail, only An Mingyu's tall nose bridge and a little eyelash shadow can be seen.

The other party whispered: "What time will it start tomorrow?"

The voice was very close, like whispering in his ear.

"Hello?" Yang Kaimiao turned over on the opposite bed, "I said you two, you formed a small group to isolate me when you first came here? What are you talking about?"

When he interrupted, Cheng Yue paused for a few seconds.

"Is eight o'clock okay?" An Mingyu asked again.

He poked his chin out from under the quilt, and said softly, "OK."

"Yes." An Mingyu replied softly, "Good night."

This good night is too soft and low, a little too intimate.

Cheng Yue's ears numb and he felt slightly hot.

He hesitated for a moment without answering.