Chapter 6 Chapter 6 "Stealing" Clothes

The weather in September is like a baby's face, changing from sunny to cloudy.

It was cloudy when I got up in the morning, but now there is a scorching sun in the sky.

Sweat flowed down his forehead to his slender neck. Liang Zhixia listened to the school leaders talking with a listless look. Fan Li, who was standing in front of him, took advantage of no one's attention and stuffed him a mint tablet. He

put the mint tablet in his mouth and dispelled a little heat.

Every school leader likes to talk. He lowered his head and saw a small stone on the ground, and thought of the message in his mobile phone. When he

woke up in the morning and saw the unread message, he was completely awake.

A low and magnetic voice came from the receiver. He was so scared that he immediately turned down the volume of the phone. The man's voice was a little distorted, but unexpectedly very nice.

He got out of the quilt and looked outside the bed curtain like a thief. Fortunately, Lu Quan was no longer in the dormitory.

And just now, the other party sent a good morning.

Because there were people around, he had to read the text.

What he didn't expect was that L actually remembered the time he got up during the summer vacation.

This time was the time he used to get up.

So he also replied.

[Good morning, baby^-^]

Jiang Ling saw his upturned mouth corners and immediately came to question him.

In the end, he had to say that it was an online friend.

Jiang Ling: "You are not in an online relationship, are you?"

He denied it at the time.

Jiang Ling was worried and told him many cases of being deceived in online relationships.

"Many men will say nice things online to deceive people like you, to cheat money and sex. Ninety percent of what they say can't be believed. Men's mouths are liars."

"But...but I'm a boy."

"They cheat cute and beautiful little boys like you."

He still remembered Jiang Ling's loving eyes.

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"Finally, I wish you! This military training will be a complete success!"

As the leader finished his last sentence, the audience also applauded to show their respect.

Liang Zhixia reached out to wipe the sweat from the tip of his nose and went to their team's area with his classmates.

Fan Li looked at his flushed cheeks and said worriedly: "Xia Xia, you are not suffering from heat stroke, are you?"

He shook his head: "No."

As a top university, the instructors invited by A University for military training are all active military personnel. They are tall and straight, heroic, and have a powerful aura.

The instructor who led their class looked only 24 or 25 years old, and there was a small dimple at the corner of his mouth when he smiled.

But in terms of training, the requirements are very strict.

Everyone must abide by the rules, wear uniforms, and are not allowed to scribble or make changes. They cannot wear jewelry and must not be late or leave early.

Instructor: "If you want to speak, you must report first. If you feel unwell, report immediately."

After training for a whole morning under the scorching sun, Liang Zhixia felt that his throat was about to smoke. He drank the water in the bottle in one breath and threw it into the trash can.

Jiang Ling stood under the shade of the tree, frowning and saying, "Are you going to eat?"

Fan Li looked at the army heading to the cafeteria, hesitated for a moment and said, "I'd better go back and eat instant noodles."

Liang Zhixia also shook her head: "I won't eat either, I'll go back and eat bread."

The three of them slowly returned to their respective dormitories. When he returned to the dormitory, he found several people standing at the door of the dormitory.

He patted his head. Today was the third day, the day of general cleaning.

Sure enough, it was Aunt Wang in the dormitory. He greeted Aunt Wang. There was a plastic garbage bag on the shoe cabinet at the door. Liang Zhixia glanced casually and saw that there was only one piece of clothing in it.

He suddenly thought of last night and said, "Aunt Wang, is this Senior Lu's clothes?"

Aunt Wang: "Yes, the young master said he doesn't want this one."

He licked his thirsty lips, put his fingers behind his back, and his long eyelashes drooped slightly: "Aunt Wang, I'm just going downstairs to eat, help you throw this away."

After getting Aunt Wang's permission, he swallowed his saliva, reached out to take the bag, and walked calmly to the elevator entrance.

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the elevator door closed. He leaned against the elevator weakly and wiped the sweat from his palms with a wet towel.

Because he had tricked Aunt Wang into coming down for dinner, he didn't know where to go for a while.

He looked around with the plastic bag in his hand and saw a bench in the bamboo garden. Not only was it not easy to be seen, but he could also see the entrance to the dormitory building.

He would go back after Aunt Wang left.

He took the shirt out of his pocket. After a night, the watermark on it had disappeared. He knew that Lu Quan didn't want it because he touched it. He

checked on his mobile phone and found that the shirt cost five or six thousand!

It said that the fabric was thin and light, with a delicate touch and a silky texture. It was made of pure natural materials and had an excellent skin-friendly feel.

His head was buzzing after reading a lot of professional vocabulary. It seemed very high-end.

At first glance, it looked like an ordinary shirt.

The money in his bank card was only enough for his living expenses for this semester. He folded the shirt and put it in his bag, intending to wash it by hand first. If Lu Quan didn't want it, he would save money to pay him back.

It seemed that he would have to find a part-time job after the military training was over.

Zhuzi sent him a lot of messages on his phone, saying that the military training was tiring and hot.

He lowered his head and replied to the message.

When he exited, he accidentally clicked into the chat box with L, and the message on it was still stuck on the conversation in the morning.

He thought of Jiang Ling's words, that he and L would never have an online romance, and that they only had a financial relationship.

It was also a very normal thing for L to remember the time he got up, because that was his job.

He guessed that L would have a small notebook with the habits of every boss recorded on it.

Maybe when he wasn't chatting with him, he was chatting with other brothers and sisters.

But it was really a happy thing to be remembered.

He put his phone on the other side of the bench, leaned his back against the wall pillar, looked up at the cloudless sky, the wind blew his hair, and his shadow swayed slightly on the ground.

Twenty minutes later, he saw Aunt Wang and the servants leave the dormitory door.

Five minutes later, he got up and went back to the dormitory.

Sure enough, this time the dormitory was cleaner than before, and there was a faint smell of disinfectant in the air. Looking at the shirt in his hand, he took out his phone and sent a message to Xu Cheng.

[Senior, will Senior Lu come back to the dormitory at noon?]

The other party replied quickly.

[He won't come back at noon.]

Then he felt relieved.

He locked the bathroom door like a thief, turned on the faucet, and washed the shirt by hand according to the instructions on the phone.

Because there was no large stain on the shirt, it was easy to wash.

Just as he was washing his hands, his cell phone rang.

He swiped it open with his fingertips and saw that L had sent him a message.

It was a picture of a meal.

French foie gras, cream of mushroom soup, salmon, steak, black tea.

All of which he could not afford.

Suddenly, he zoomed in on the picture with two fingertips, and there was an incomplete ice cream cup in the corner of the photo.

[Is that ice cream next to it?]

[L: Yes, it was ordered by my friend.]

Liang Zhixia curled her lips. Sure enough, she was accompanying others and chatting with him. It was not professional at all.

He was about to type a reply, but his fingertips were wet, and his fingers slipped, and the phone fell into the water.

"..."

He fished the phone out as quickly as possible, turned it off and wiped it, and put it on the balcony to dry naturally.

It was all L's fault!

He sat at the small tea table on the balcony, planning to send his phone for inspection when he went to military training in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, he left home half an hour early, pawned his student ID with the owner of the mobile phone repair shop, and when he arrived at the playground, he was almost late.

Fan Li, who was standing next to him, asked him quietly, "Where have you been? I sent you a message but you didn't reply."

"My phone is broken."

Military training is mostly boring, with repetitive movements, but occasionally something funny happens.

During the break, Liang Zhixia sat on the ground, watching the two boys in front of him being trained individually by the instructor.

The way they were clumsy made the instructor heartbroken.

Fan Li moved to his side and asked softly, "Why is your phone broken?"

He pursed his lips and said, "I accidentally dropped it into the water."

After chatting for a few words, the instructor asked him to stand up and continue training.

There was no surprise night training at A University, so he said goodbye to Fan Li and Jiang Ling and went to the repair shop alone to get his phone.

As soon as he left the school gate, he smelled the smell of roasted corn.

His stomach, which had not eaten for almost a day, finally protested. He licked his lips and planned to buy it as soon as he got the phone.

Walking into the mobile phone store across the street, the owner looked at him and handed him the phone.

After paying, he went to buy a roasted corn.

He lowered his head and took a bite of the corn. Woo, it tastes so good!

Almost all the students at the school gate were wearing military training uniforms, but Xu Cheng saw Liang Zhixia at first sight.

He said to Lu Quan next to him: "Your roommate."

Lu Quan looked up, his sharp features were tinged with a hint of alienation and indifference, and his pair of black and white eyes were calm.

Across the street, Liang Zhixia's beautiful face was sunburned red. A gust of wind blew, and the loose military training uniform clung to him, modifying his straight waist. His legs were long and straight.

Xu Cheng hugged his chest and sighed: "If he was a girl, I would definitely pursue him. He has a good temper and looks good."

Lu Quan's eyes were slightly raised, and deep in his eyes was completely nonchalant: "Normally."

Xu Cheng: "?"

Lu Quan looked down at his phone that had not received any messages, and his chest was filled with a stuffy feeling. He turned his head to look at Xu Cheng, who looked happy, and said faintly: "You quit ice cream."

Xu Cheng: "???"

What's wrong.

His palms trembled, and Lu Quan immediately lowered his head.

A message was displayed on the lit screen.

[I just bought dinner, a roasted corn, it smells nice and is delicious.]

Xu Cheng looked at Lu Quan as if he had seen a ghost.

"You just laughed."

Lu Quan glanced at him: "You are sick."

Xu Cheng followed behind him, mumbling non-stop, and suddenly stopped, confused and shocked.

"Don't you think the roadside stalls are not clean?"

Lu Quan did not answer his question. He held the wooden stick with his slender fingers and lowered his head to take a picture.

[It looks delicious.]