“I’m sorry, I don’t like guys, and I can’t possibly like guys in my lifetime.”
When Gu Jiqing heard this sentence, he was on the phone, pushing his luggage, and stopping in front of the school bus station.
The early winter evening in Beijing was gray and hazy, and the dead branches at the corner of the school bus station lay lifeless. The boy who spoke stood in the mottled light and shadow.
He is very tall and has excellent proportions. Just standing anywhere at will, the oppressive feeling brought by his height of nearly 1.9 meters is strong enough.
The bone structure is also very aggressive. The nose is high and the eyebrows are deep, and the double eyelids are pressed into a narrow line, complemented by a narrow and slightly raised at the end of the eyes, giving off a cold and aloof arrogance.
It is indeed the top level Top’s appearance.
The voice is also pleasant and deep.
Unfortunately, the words spoken were too ruthless.
The boy who confessed to him has red eyes and looks a little pitiful.
Gu Jiqing didn’t have the habit of prying into people’s privacy, so with an unintentional glance, he withdrew his gaze and continued to wait for the school bus to the north district.
The person on the other end of the phone was anxiously asking, “Xiao Gu, do you really want to change the dorms? What about He Changzhi? He will definitely go crazy when he comes back.”
The other party’s anxiety and concern were overflowing.
Gu Jiqing answered lazily and gently, “Brother Lu, as I said, I have nothing to do with him.”
“How does it not matter?” The speaker seemed to want to blame him but couldn’t bear to do so, so he could only persuade him anxiously. “All of us in the dormitory have seen how good he’s been to you this year. If it weren’t for you, he wouldn’t have broken up with his girlfriend, let alone suddenly come out of the closet. Even if you don’t like him, at least you should give him a chance, right?”
The implication was nothing more than that, since he had already bent He Changzhi, he should be responsible for him.
Gu Jiqing had heard this kind of talk countless times after he rejected He Changzhi.
He didn’t want to make meaningless explanations anymore, and his answer was still just a low-key whisper: “Brother Lu, He Changzhi likes me, this is his problem. It doesn’t mean I have to like him, nor does it mean I have to take responsibility for his sudden ‘change’ in s*xual orientation.”
His voice was wrapped in the usual laziness and lightness of the soft southern tones and was neither mean nor indifferent, but it reveals a gentler kind of thinness.
The other party became even more anxious and said, “But what’s the point of you moving out? Shouldn’t He Changzhi still looking for you? Do you know whose dormitory you’re moving to this time?”
Gu Jiqing remains silent.
He only knew that when he applied for a change of accommodation, the student affairs office told him that there was only one empty bed in the whole grade and there was no choice, so he didn’t ask any more questions.
Because he definitely has to move out anyway.
The other party didn’t seem to think so, his tone was urgent, as if he had found some powerful weapon of persuasion: “I just specifically asked, it was Zhou Cibai’s dormitory! If you really move over, oh my, what are you going to do?”
Gu Jiqing still remained silent.
He has heard of this name, but he doesn’t recognize or understand it, so he doesn’t know why the other party suddenly mentioned it.
Fortunately, the other party quickly answered, “Zhou Cibai has homophobia! The real homophobic kind of person! If you move in, you will definitely not have a good life. If you stay, at least He Changzhi will not bully you, right?”
There’s a brief pause.
Gu Jiqing lowered his head and lightly curled his lips.
It turned out he was just waiting for this.
So it seems that this conversation is really unnecessary and meaningless to continue.
Just as the school bus was slowly approaching, he lazily smiled and said, “It’s fine, Brother Lu. Anyway, what I’m best at is bending straight guys. So it’s not that bad for Zhou Cibai, right?”
After speaking, the other party was clearly choked up.
Gu Jiqing hung up the phone in satisfaction.
When he lifted his head, his gaze happened to collide with the boy from earlier.
The other party, who had probably heard what he said, lifted his eyelids, glanced at him indifferently, and quickly withdrew. Then alone, he turned and left at a brisk pace in the direction of the basketball court.
It’s just a superficial glance, but with an indescribable disdain and disgust.
It was as if he had said too many words that offended him.
Gu Jiqing was somewhat puzzled, but he didn’t pay much attention either. He casually withdrew his gaze, and the school bus stopped right in front of him.
The figure reflected in the bus’s window pane was wrapped in an ankle-length white puffer jacket with a thick brimmed hood draped over his head, almost covering the entire face, only revealing a sharp and fair chin, but still attracting three or two girls to look this way.
Gu Jiqing pressed down on the brim of his hood, picked up his luggage, and got into the bus.
He had always been a man who feared trouble.
If it weren’t for the fact that staying in his original dormitory would have been more troublesome than it was worth, he wouldn’t have chosen to change the dormitory in the middle of winter for something so laborious.
Fortunately, his luck is not bad, he happened to encounter someone from the Architecture Department who is going abroad this semester, leaving a bed available. The transfer application was quickly approved, preventing more trouble.
As for the new roommate with homophobia…
Anyway, after the end of the first semester of his sophomore year, he can apply for a check-out. There are less than two months left, so he will try to avoid causing trouble for the other party.
Gu Jiqing is already prepared for not being welcomed.
But the expected thing did not happen.
“You moved in too quickly, I haven’t even notified them to prepare yet. They all went out to play this weekend. However, the young men in this room are all good, and when they come back, you guys should get to know each other well. There shouldn’t be any problem.”
Auntie Su Guan seemed to be busy with something, so she hurriedly explained a few words before leaving quickly.
Gu Jiqing was left alone to look at the empty new dormitory.
Qingda’s dormitory conditions are famous, the new dormitory is the same as the previous dormitory.
A room of four people, with beds and tables. On the left side of the entrance is an independent bathroom, opposite the door is a balcony, and there is a small public living room between the two dormitories.
The area is not small, but it is still packed with various jerseys, shoes, underwear, jackets, and computer figurines.
The only better one was the bed on the left side, near the bathroom. The clothes and books were barely presentable, and a bottle of sports spray was put on the table.
The vacant bed is right next to it, facing the balcony, and piled with all sorts of clutter that looked hard to clean up.
Gu Jiqing put down his luggage, put on his gloves, and prepared to empty his things first. However, as soon as he moved a box of instant noodles, a pile of used paint plates fell off the shelf with a clattering sound.
The white puffer jacket and his bare skin were instantly splashed with colors.
Gu Jiqing, however, seemed to feel nothing, he only bending down to pick up a piece of drawing paper that had drifted out.
Only one eye was drawn, like a lotus flower with a slender tail adorned with a red mole, clear and beautiful.
Many students in the Architecture Department know how to draw, it seems to be true, but the drawings are somewhat hollow, as if the painter themselves cannot depict the specific appearance, and the divine form is somewhat blurred.
Not exactly a masterpiece.
Gu Jiqing casually put it back in its original position, simply tidying up the floor. He took off his jacket, hung it behind the door, and entered the bathroom.
The moment the bathroom door closed, a message popped up from the phone inside his jacket’s pocket.
[Xia Qiao]: Crap! Gu Gu! Surprisingly, someone said you were going to bend Zhou Cibai?!
“Crap! Zhou Cibai! Surprisingly, someone said that Gu Jiqing wanted to bend you?!”
Zhou Cibai came out of the basketball court after doing his business and had just walked down to the dormitory when Lu Ping called, including a screenshot of black text on a white background.
[Great firewall! Amazing! Great news that shocked the century! Today, we heard Gu Jiqing at the school bus station in the South District saying that he wanted to bend Zhou Cibai! He even said it in front of Zhou Cibai! How f*cking exciting!!!]
South District school bus station?
Zhou Cibai frowned as he remembered something.
On the other end of the phone, Lu Ping was already speechless with fear: “Lao Si1老四 or Lao Si is a title that was given according to rank. For example if there are four siblings, the elder child will be called Lao Da (老大), second child will be called Lao Er (老二), third one is Lao San (老三), fourth one is Lao Si (老四), etc. , what to do!!! It’s not possible that you’ll be bent by the time Chen Ji and I get back from Aranya, is it?”
What a bunch of bullsh*t!
Zhou Cibai furrowed his brows even deeper and said, “It’s not like you don’t know what’s going on with me.”
“But this time it’s different!” Lu Ping’s voice rose by eight degrees. “This time it’s Gu Jiqing! The straight man killer, Gu Jiqing!”
Zhou Cibai remained indifferent.
Lu Ping became anxious and said, “Do you know He Changzhi from the Mathematics Department? The one from the School of Science’s basketball team?”
“I know, why?”
Zhou Cibai casually swiped the door lock.
Lu Ping hurriedly said, “He is a living example! He had a girlfriend before and was almost engaged, but because he was in the same dormitory with Gu Jiqing for more than a year, he was bent. Now his relationship is done, and the closet is out. A while ago, he publicly confessed to Gu Jiqing but was rejected! You say, he’s miserable or not!”
Lu Ping’s words were burning with anxiousness, fearing that he would not be able to attract Zhou Cibai’s great attention.
“It’s not that miserable either.” Zhou Cibai said with a cold expression
Lu Ping: “?! This is still not miserable?!”
“As a person with a girlfriend, not knowing how to restrain one’s emotions is self-inflicted.” Zhou Cibai has always looked down on this scumbag who cannot treat relationships consistently.
Lu Ping couldn’t help but argue for He Changzhi and said, “That’s not true. Emotions are not something we can control. Growing up and looking like Gu Jiqing, who even lives in a dormitory, they cross paths every day. Just flirt a bit more, it’s normal that you can’t control yourself.”
“People who have girlfriends can still be bent, it’s not normal no matter how you look at them.” Zhou Cibai was not convinced at all.
Lu Ping was almost driven to death by his straight man’s head and said, “Don’t you disbelieve it! You didn’t go to the freshman welcome party. Gu Jiqing performed on stage, and he was really beautiful, like a fairy. I’m a straight man, and my heart is pounding, and He Changzhi, a man with a girlfriend, can fall into his trap. And you, an innocent virgin man, if you don’t take precautions, you won’t even know when he will eat you!”
Lu Ping immediately issued a triple-single bet.
Zhou Cibai remained expressionless.
He’s had a day where he was first blocked by a freshman he didn’t know to confess his feelings, and then he heard someone say he was going to bend him with his own ears. Now that he was still being dragged by Lu Ping to talk endlessly, his mood was inevitably a bit unpleasant.
Moreover, he does not discriminate against homos*xuals, but he is extremely repulsed by anyone of the same s*x who tries to have extraordinary contact with him. Even if he’s just thinking about it, he will develop uncontrollable disgust and revulsion.
So he feels that Lu Ping’s concerns are purely unnecessary.
What’s more, a man being a fairy, how far can he go?
Zhou Cibai recalled the glance he caught at the school bus station. Although he didn’t see the other person’s face, his impression was that he had a thin and slender figure, skin that’s too white, long and pretty fingers, a chin that’s delicate and sharp, and a lazy and gentle voice. Nothing special—not at all as exaggerated as Lu Ping made it out to be.
So he stopped in front of the dormitory door, took out the key, and inserted it into the lock hole with a cold and impatient tone: “Don’t worry, I’m straight, I can’t be bent, and I don’t think he’s that…”
Good looking.
Zhou Cibai hadn’t finished his words and paused.
The moment the door was opened, a familiar ankle-length white puffer jacket hanging behind the door fell to the ground.
The bathroom door happened to be pushed open as well, and the thinly built youth stepped out of it, only loosely clad in a shirt, stained with moisture, slightly sticking close to his body. The straight and sunken collarbone became increasingly prominent.
The hemline, however, is empty, and the waist is completely hidden from view. The bare legs were so long and slender that there was not an ounce of fat in them, and the overly thin ankles made the whole person look extremely thin.
It was as if all it took was to reach out and take full control before leaving a long-lasting red on the pale, fragile skin.
And when the other person looked up at him, there were droplets of water dripping from his forehead, accumulating at the tip of his eyelashes, soaking his eyebrows and eyes. The bright red cinnabar mole at the corner of his eye is as clear and absolute as the thin, cold moonlight.
Everything perfectly overlaps with the image deep in Zhou Cibai’s memory.
So much so that his brain suddenly ran aground, briefly anchored, leaving only the waves surging in his chest, the wind howling, and the heavy drumming and pounding.
It wasn’t until the other end of the phone shouted, “Where have you gone?” that Zhou Cibai suddenly came back to his senses.
Then he instantly realized what he had just thought, and his mind immediately seemed to have blown up all the fireworks factories in Beijing. After some crazy crackling, there was only a violent roar of blank space left.
He only had time to instinctively slam the door with a thud, and then, gripping the knob tightly, feeling his fiercely burning ear roots and the wildly fluctuating heartbeat, he thought.
Sure enough, he doesn’t look that good either.
