Straight men at this age seem to dislike being praised as cute.
It’s also understandable.
“But now I think cuteness is the highest evaluation of a boy.” Gu Jiqing put his hands back in his pockets and tilted his head, as if he were just saying something casual, but his eyes were serious and sincere.
Zhou Cibai, whose ears were already burning, “…”
He doesn’t seem to have a good heart these days.
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The first thing Zhou Cibai did after being helped back to the dormitory was to take out his cell phone and quickly asked in Baidu: [What does it mean that one boy always praises another boy for being cute?]
Soon he got an answer: [Cute is the highest evaluation of a boy. If the other person is bent, congratulations, they are clearly interested in you]
Top Rating.
Obviously interesting.
Zhou Cibai: “……”
“What’s going on?” Gu Jiqing arranged the food and found Zhou Cibai sitting opposite him, holding his phone, pursing his lips, and his ears flushed. He didn’t know what he was thinking, so he casually asked.
Zhou Cibai, however, seemed frightened and suddenly regained his senses. He then quickly put away his phone with a guilty conscience and said, “It’s nothing.”
As soon as he put it in his pocket, his phone vibrated again.
He took it out again.
In the dormitory group, Lu Ping roaring crazily: [F*ck!! Lao Si!!! There’s no way!!! In just one day, you have already developed to the point of being jealous of Gu Jiqing???]
What a mess.
Every time Zhou Cibai finished reading Lu Ping’s news, only these seven words remained in his mind, and he frowned slightly.
Lu Ping quickly sent another photo: [Why did you start a fight with He Changzhi?]
In the photo, Zhou Cibai stood in front of Gu Jiqing, coldly pushing away He Changzhi with his hand, while He Changzhi clenched his fists and looked up at him in anger.
Even though they were secretly filmed at night, their appearance was somewhat blurry, but it was not difficult to see the tension between the two.
In addition, Gu Jiqing’s unforgettable face, even in a high-gloss state, does indeed look like that.
But that’s clearly not the case.
How can you brainstorm it like that?
Zhou Cibai was too lazy to argue with people like Lu Ping, who had unique brain circuits, and directly asked, “Where did this photo come from?”
Lu Ping quickly replied: [An anonymous communication group in our grade]
Then he added: [But you say, these people lack morality. Even though they know that Jian Ling is still in this group, they still post these things, so they are not afraid that the girl will feel uncomfortable]
Zhou Cibai: [Jian Ling?]
[Roar at the sight of injustice on the road]: It’s He Changzhi’s girlfriend ah
[Roar at the sight of injustice on the road]: Oh, no, now it’s an ex-girlfriend
[Roar at the sight of injustice on the road]: Although He Changzhi confessed his feelings to Gu Jiqing after breaking up with Jian Ling, but an ex-boyfriend who broke up with her for less than a month confessed his feelings to a man. And he is still drinking vinegar outside. Can the girl feel good seeing this?
[Roar at the sight of injustice on the road]: Therefore, people like Gu Jiqing who destroy others’ emotions have absolutely no character. No matter how beautiful he is, one cannot want him!
What’s with the character thing?
Without even thinking about it, Zhou Cibai frowned and quickly replied, [You don’t know the whole story, so don’t talk nonsense]
Lu Ping replied in seconds: [So, do you mean you know the whole story?]
Zhou Cibai: “……”
He knows no sh*t.
He only heard the last few sentences of the conversation between Gu Jiqing and He Changzhi and knew nothing except confirming that He Changzhi simply liked Gu Jiqing and was not interested in anything else.
Chen Ji, who had been diving all along, also had a bubble: [But no matter what the situation was, Gu Jiqing, knowing that He Changzhi had a girlfriend, also affected their relationship. That’s a hard truth ba?]
Zhou Cibai didn’t even think about it again: [Why does Gu Jiqing have to know?]
Chen Ji also replied in a second: [Of course he knows ah. It was he who took the initiative to find Jian Ling and say something. Jian Ling and He Changzhi had a complete argument. Can this not be a subjective intention to destroy the relationship?]
However, Zhou Cibai still only had a foul face: [Did you see it with your own eyes?]
Chen Ji: “……”
He finds Zhou Cibai a bit troublesome today.
[JiChen]: Okay, I’ll take a step back, even if all of this is fake, Gu Jiqing was wrongly accused. So why hasn’t he explained it even after a long time? He can’t really be a fairy who doesn’t care about the mundane world, can he?
“……”
There was a brief silence.
Zhou Cibai remained expressionless: [They have a clear understanding of their affairs, don’t be idle and learn from those who talk about others all day]
After sending it, with a sullen face, he pressed off his cell phone and threw it to the side, then picked up his chopsticks and prepared to eat.
Gu Jiqing noticed that his emotions were not right. He picked out the best-looking small pork ribs from the insulated bucket and asked, “Did anyone say anything?”
Zhou Cibai paused slightly, restrained his emotions, and whispered, “No.”
After speaking, he unconsciously pursed the corners of his lips.
He seems to be lying.
Gu Jiqing actually doesn’t care about other people’s comments and opinions, but for the sake of mutual convenience, he still fiddled with the pork ribs in the bowl and whispered, “If there is anything, you can actually say it clearly. This way, the problem can be solved faster and unnecessary misunderstandings can be avoided.”
Gu Jiqing spoke gently but casually, as if the importance of this issue could not be compared to the beautiful small pork ribs in his bowl.
Zhou Cibai originally didn’t want to ask because he felt it was very impolite to interfere with someone else’s private affairs, and he had never been interested in these gossip rumors.
But for some reason, when the protagonist of this gossip rumor was changed to Gu Jiqing, he felt like asking a question was not a bad idea.
After all, it’s best to clarify the misunderstanding.
Otherwise, if Lu Ping and Chen Ji come back, it would be awkward to get along in the same dormitory.
Zhou Cibai felt that his reasons were just and sufficient. He lowered his head and picked up the dishes, pretending not to care, “It’s nothing, it’s just that some people say He Changzhi and Jian Ling were separated because of you.”
Gu Jiqing nodded and said, “En, it’s because of me.”
“?”
Zhou Cibai’s hand, which was holding the food, paused.
Gu Jiqing looked up at him and said seriously, “It was indeed because I went to find Jian Ling that they broke up.”
His eyes were so calm that he didn’t seem to think anything was wrong with this matter.
Zhou Cibai’s fingertips, that was holding the chopsticks unconsciously tightened, and he said, “So you knew he had a girlfriend before?”
Zhou Cibai couldn’t articulate his feelings when he asked this question, only feeling an indescribable discomfort surging in his heart.
However, Gu Jiqing seemed completely indifferent and lowered his head to continue picking at the meat on the pork ribs. “En, I know. He brought his girlfriend to have dinner with us when our freshman year just started,” he said.
“So you still…” Zhou Cibai originally wanted to say, so you flirted with him, but halfway through, he felt a bit heavy, so he said coldly and subtly, “So you still treat him so well.”
Gu Jiqing did not understand Zhou Cibai’s logic: “I am good to him, and whether he has a girlfriend or not should have nothing to do with it.”
Being kind to people is just his habit, and he is equally kind to Brother Lu and the others as well.
In Zhou Cibai’s ears, it became another meaning—he flirted with He Changzhi, and it had nothing to do with whether He Changzhi had a girlfriend or not.
Zhou Cibai finally couldn’t help but say, “But don’t you think you’re disrespecting the relationship?”
Why is it disrespectful?
Although Gu Jiqing believes that treating others well does not require any emotional attachment, that does not mean that he does not respect their feelings.
Can it be said that just because he is gay, being good to the same sex is considered disrespectful?
“So I also treated you fairly well. Do you think I’m disrespecting you?” Gu Jiqing looked at Zhou Cibai and blinked his eyes, asking innocently and bewilderedly.
Zhou Cibai immediately thought of the uncontrollable heartbeat when Gu Jiqing helped him bandage himself and handed him the medicine.
So Gu Jiqing’s simple inquiry turned into some kind of ambiguous provocation in his eyes.
In addition, the sentence he heard at the school bus station earlier, “Anyway, my best skill is to bend straight men, and that’s not inferior to Zhou Cibai.” A sense of inexplicable shame, disappointment, and anger instantly surged into Zhou Cibai’s heart.
It’s fine if the guy flirts with someone and doesn’t take responsibility, but how can he ruin someone’s relationship and think there’s nothing wrong with it?
How can such people who don’t even have the most basic bottom line understand the importance of loyalty and responsibility in a relationship?
When he thought that he had actually spoken up for Gu Jiqing before, even comparing him to his goddess, Zhou Cibai felt like a fool.
He couldn’t tell why he was having such emotional ups and downs over someone he’d just met two days ago.
But he, who had always placed the greatest emphasis on training, couldn’t restrain himself in the end. With a cold face, he said, “No disrespect. I’m full. Leave the dishes for me to wash. Don’t worry about me tomorrow.” He sat alone in his seat, feeling frustrated.
Gu Jiqing was left holding a small pork rib and raised his eyebrows in confusion.
Why is he suddenly unhappy again?
Forget it, it’s normal for a teenage boy to have unstable emotions.
Gu Jiqing didn’t take this matter to heart at all and just continued to finish his meal slowly.
He has always disliked washing dishes, since Zhou Cibai said he would do it, Gu Jiqing really didn’t care. After finishing his meal, he washed up and went to bed.
Zhou Cibai really rolled up his sleeves, his face stern, and earnestly washed the pink insulation bucket.
On the other end, Gu Jiqing listened to the sound of water rushing and fell asleep peacefully.
So when Zhou Cibai finished washing the dishes and came out, he saw Gu Jiqing facing the wall, wrapped in a blanket, huddled up into a small ball, neither speaking nor playing with his phone. It looked like something sad had happened.
Zhou Cibai clenched his fist slightly, but in the end, he didn’t say anything. He dragged his injured leg and got into bed alone.
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Zhou Zhubai had a rare sleepless night.
All that went over and over in his head was Gu Jiqing’s matter.
So much so that when he woke up the next day, the sky was already bright.
He sat up and looked at the next bed, realizing that it was already empty. He felt that Gu Jiqing probably really didn’t care about him anymore. He lowered his head irritably and stroked his hair before getting up and getting out of bed.
Then he saw the pink insulation bucket on the table.
There is also a piece of paper beside it: It’s snowing, so it’s inconvenient for you to go out. Drink porridge while it’s hot, take medicine after the meal, and put the ice on your ankle.
The handwriting is delicate and beautiful.
The sweet porridge in the thermos is still steaming.
Zhou Cibai: “……”
He suddenly felt like a ruthless scumbag.
But he also really didn’t have it in him to be friends with someone who didn’t respect loyalty and responsibility in a relationship.
After a brief hesitation, he still chose to put on the lid of the insulated bucket and order takeout.
In order to avoid keeping the delivery staff waiting for too long, Zhou Cibai supported himself using the railings and went downstairs early. As soon as he sat down on the bench downstairs, Wang Quan from the next dormitory came back in full swing.
“Why did you come down by yourself? Where’s Yuan Hua?”Wang Quan casually.
Zhou Cibai lowered his eyelashes and said, “I’m not sure.”
Wang Quan, who was still watching as the two people supported each other with kindness and love as they returned to the dormitory last night, “?”
What’s going on here?
What’s causing a conflict?
After a brief moment of confusion, Wang Quan quickly realized, “You guys didn’t have a fight about He Changzhi last night, did you?”
“No, it’s just that I woke up late this morning.” Zhou Cibai rarely expressed negative emotions in front of outsiders and answered calmly.
Wang Quan breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Then that’s good. I thought you were angry because the group joked about your jealousy about Gu Jiqing.”
After finishing speaking, he sighed again and said, “But Gu Jiqing is also unlucky. With a dog like He Changzhi, if it weren’t for you being able to suppress He Changzhi down, I don’t know what’s going to happen. Jian Ling was worried to death last night.”
Zhou Cibai originally intended to perfunctorily deal with this conversation, but when he heard the last sentence, he immediately raised his head and asked, “Jian Ling is worried about Gu Jiqing?”
“That’s right.” Wang Quan looks like he’s taking it for granted: “I’m just afraid that scheming scumbags like He Changzhi will jump over the wall when anxious.”
“No, what I mean is why Jian Ling is worried about Gu Jiqing?” Zhou Cibai showed a rare urgency of tone and expression.
Wang Quan suddenly realized that Zhou Cibai didn’t know anything and said, “F*ck, there’s no way, Gu Jiqing didn’t tell you? He Changzhi has always been gay and pretended to be straight ah. If it weren’t for Gu Jiqing telling Jian Ling about this matter at that time, Jian Ling almost got tricked into getting married, so their relationship is still good.”
“Are you sure?” Zhou Cibai asked with a nervous voice that he himself didn’t even notice.
Wang Quan nodded and said, “Sure ah, my wife and Jian Ling are best friends. She told us personally.”
Zhou Cibai’s heart tightened, and he asked, “So why did things spread like this?”
“Why else? To make things easier for the little girl.” Wang Quan said and sat down next to Zhou Cibai, “Think about it: if He Changzhi is a natural gay, then Jian Ling has been in love with him since high school and is planning to get married, then what has Jian Ling become? What will those gossipy women talk behind her back? Now, it’s rumored that he broke up with Jian Ling before bending. The main contradiction lies with Gu Jiqing, and the little girl faces much less discussion.”
“Moreover, Gu Jiqing took the initiative to tell Jian Ling about this matter. There’s no need to explain it to the outside world. If it weren’t for Jian Ling’s urgent inquiry about the situation last night, my wife and I wouldn’t have known it yet.” Wang Quan sighed again. “Don’t say it, although Yuan Hua looks like a little girl, but he does things quite well. Later, you give me his WeChat, I wanna make friends.”
“He’s just good-looking, don’t open your mouth and call him a little girl every time, it’s impolite,” Zhou Cibai replied angrily.
The inexplicably despised Wang Quan: “?”
Isn’t he praising the other?
However, Zhou Cibai now has no intention of reasoning with him, and all his thoughts are about Gu Jiqing.
So Gu Jiqing did not bend He Changzhi, let alone destroy someone else’s relationship. He only found out that He Changzhi liked him, took the initiative to find the girl, told the truth, and chose to bear the criticism himself in order to prevent the girl from being discussed too much by others.
Zhou Cibai sat on a chair with his legs crossed, leaning down, his hands resting on his knees tightly clasped, and his knuckles showing excessive force.
He didn’t know why he had acted recklessly and impulsively like a high school student these past few days. He hadn’t fully figured things out yet, so he made hasty conclusions and even got emotional.
The only solution he can think of is to apologize directly.
But if the other party were Lu Ping, Chen Ji, or any other boy, he could just talk about the matter and arrange to vent on the basketball court, then get together and have some fun, and the matter is over.
But how could Gu Jiqing be like those rough guys?
Gu Jiqing has such a soft temperament and is sensitive to emotions. Even when he is sad, he can only keep silent.
Thinking of the way Gu Jiqing curled up in the corner with a blanket and remained silent yesterday, Zhou Cibai’s tightly interlocked knuckles had already exerted so much force that they had lost their color.
Wang Quan finally realized something was wrong and quickly asked, “What’s going on?”
Zhou Cibai was about to say nothing but suddenly remembered that Wang Quan’s girlfriend is from the Academy of Fine Arts. Do girls studying art have sensitive and delicate personalities?
There was a brief silence.
“That.” Zhou Cibai spoke somewhat uneasily: “If, I mean, if, after you do something that may make your girlfriend unhappy, how do you usually coax her?”
Wang Quan: “?”
Girlfriend？
Since when did Zhou Cibai get a girlfriend?
And how did the topic suddenly jump here?
Wang Quan looked bewildered.
However, before he could react, Zhou Cibai, who was originally sitting next to him with a look of self-blame and guilt, suddenly stood up abruptly.
The 1.9-meter-tall man appeared so frightening that Wang Quan immediately exclaimed, “Oh my god, what’s wrong with this? Have you met a ghost?”
After speaking, he took a look back.
He saw Gu Jiqing wearing a white down jacket, wrapped in a goose yellow scarf, holding an umbrella, and walking slowly.
His face was snow-white and bright, adorned with a fresh goose yellow, like a newly bloomed narcissus.
Good-looking is good-looking, but can he be so good-looking that causes a straight man to have such a big reaction?
Wang Quan inexplicably turned around.
Then he discovered that Zhou Cibai had already stood straight in place, his lips tightly pursed, his hands placed like newly installed prosthetics, and his eyes fixed on Jiqing without moving. His whole body was filled with nervous and uneasy feeling of being too concerned, with a hint of anticipation.
His entire expression and posture made Wang Quan feel a strange familiarity.
When Gu Jiqing slowly approached, put away his umbrella, and finally saw him, he unexpectedly called out “Zhou Cibai,” and Zhou Cibai stood even straighter in an instant.
So much so that Wang Quan seemed to see a tail “stood up” nervously from behind Zhou Cibai’s body in a daze.
“……”
At that moment, Wang Quan seemed to finally recall something.
He silently took out his phone and found the video of his house Samoyed being locked up on the balcony alone a few days ago due to a mistake. He reached out and raised his hand to Zhou Cibai’s left side.
One minute, twenty-eight seconds.
Full comparison.
Then eight big words surfaced in Wang Quan’s mind.
It’s f*cking exactly the same.
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