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Song Shijun turned around and looked at the door with narrowed eyes.
Back home.
Song Shijun lay on the bed, deep in thought. He didnât even notice that someone had entered the room.
âSon? A son?â
Song Shijun only came back to his senses after his mother called out to him a few times.
He quickly hid the wound on his hand. &Quot; mom? Whatâs the matter?â
Mrs song placed the fruit plate on the table. &Quot; where did you go so late at night? Youâre back so late, and you smell like cigarettes and wine.â
Song Shijun said,â itâs nothing. I went out to sit with a friend. &Quot;
Seeing that he didnât want to elaborate, Mrs. Song didnât ask further.
âEat some fruit and go to bed early.â
âYes, Thank you, Mom.â
After sending his mother off, song Shijun locked the door.
He walked to the balcony and looked at the moon in the sky, squinting his eyes.
The moon had its ups and downs.
And the people?
Monday.
Today, Qi ran still had a cold expression.
Song Shijun observed him from behind. Perhaps he was suspicious, so the more he looked at him, the more suspicious he became.
He had an outrageous guess.
After class.
He left his seat in sorrow.
Han qiqing turned around and rapped her pen on song Shijunâs table. She leaned over and said softly,â can you not be so obvious when youâre staring at him?â
Song Shijun touched his chin and looked at her, hesitating if he should tell her his guess.
âDo you think heâs different?â
Han qiqing asked,â whatâs different?â
Song Shijun said,â just⦠Different⦠&Quot;
Han qiqing didnât understand what he meant. &Quot; whatâs different?â
Song Shijun decided to be straightforward. &Quot; do you think he has a twin brother who takes turns to attend classes? â
Han qiqing was stunned. Her eyes suddenly widened and she asked in surprise, â could it be that youâve read that⦠&Quot;
âWhat?â
He was only talking about his own guess, so why did he not understand her answer?
Han qiqing coughed. &Quot; itâs ⦠A comic. Itâs about a pair of twin brothers who look exactly the same. Then, the two of them switch classes, but their deskmate doesnât know. First, he fell in love with the older brother, then with the younger brother, and then⦠&Quot;
Song Shijun narrowed his eyes. &Quot; first, tell me, is this comic a man-woman or a man-man?â
Han qiqing stuttered,â uh⦠&Quot;
She didnât need to say anything. She could guess it from her reaction.
It must be a man.
He said,â can you not be so rotten? Be more pure!â
This girl was no longer the pure little girl he knew.
Han qiqing coughed. &Quot; how am I not pure? Love between men is also very pure!â
Song Shijun raised his eyebrows. &Quot; then tell me, at the end of the comic, did the deskmate choose the older brother or the younger brother?â
&Quot; uh ⦠&Quot; han qiqing did not dare to answer.
Song Shijun exposed her. &Quot; or did you choose both? â You call this pure? Your purity has been eaten by dogs, right?â
Han qiqing waved her hands at him and emphasized,â no, Iâm very pure! Iâm especially pure!â
âYouâre especially dirty and rotten!â
âNo way!â
âThatâs right,â
The two of them continued their daily fun.
Qi ran came back and looked at them. He unscrewed the cap of the mineral water he had bought and handed it to han qiqing.
Song Shijun stretched out his hand and said,â whereâs mine? â
He was also thirsty.
Qi ranâs handsome face was cold as he said,â No. &Quot;
Song Shijun met his eyes. Those amber eyes were very beautiful.
However, he had confirmed at the apartment door that night that Qi ranâs eyes were gray..