Wanting to see Wang Zhaoyang was a moment of thought. Suddenly, I wanted to see him. This inexplicable impulse is hard to explain.

Wang Zhaoyang simply hung up the phone and appeared at the door of the dormitory ten minutes later. I allowed him to come in, but I didn't look up at him deliberately, because since I hung up the phone, I began to hesitate again, shouldn't I see him?

He put the umbrella outside the bathroom. The student dormitory here is a residential building that is renovated. There are three bedrooms and one living room. The hall is a place for students to wash, with three bedrooms, four beds on and off respectively. Then there is a relatively small room, so it is for the teacher to live in.

He also had to rest on the other side at this time, so he wore a casual dress today, a gray chicken-hearted T-shirt, a home-friendly shorts, flip-flops, and an umbrella.

I was dressed very neatly, sitting on my bed, and didn't think about how to entertain him.

Wang Zhaoyang smiled slightly, sat down on Zhang Kong's bed opposite, without talking first. He just stayed with me.

He came. Although I didn't have the courage to look up at him, looking at the heavy rain outside the window, I felt very calm inside. I was thinking about those messy things before, and wondering if Chen Feiyang would look for me in the heavy rain. Is he feeling very uncomfortable now? Should I feel sorry for him and let him go with soft heart.

Wang Zhaoyang is here, and I suddenly stop thinking about these things.

"Door room is not there, what are you doing when you live here alone?" I asked.

"Reading a book." He answered simply. He touched the gray on the table, glanced at it, and curled his mouth.

"What book do you read?" I asked.

He said: "Whatever you have, see what you have."

Wang Zhaoyang loves reading things. When we were together, whenever we were quiet, I would lie on him and sleep. He would just read some magazines, newspapers, and all kinds of messy things.

"It's true that I'm a scholarly family," I commented, and he laughed, and I said, "I can't stand it."

He said: "Because you can't calm down."

I sighed, that's it, I can't calm down. When it's necessary to read books, I can read them, but I'd rather be able to read books and pass the time by reading them for a while.

Looking at the rainy night, I said, "Don't I call you here?"

It's quite troublesome to think about it. It's raining so hard, although it's not a few steps away, it's quite a bit of trouble for me. Moreover, I was arguing with my husband, and then I asked my ex-boyfriend to show up to accompany me. This matter felt very legitimate for me because I didn't plan to do anything with him, but if I were to change to a sideline, I would think that this woman is so fucking cheap.

Wang Zhaoyang smiled, "It's nothing, I want to see you too."

He said this, and I suddenly looked up at him and saw his indifferent eyes, with a subtle curve at the corner of his mouth. The curve at the corner of Wang Zhaoyang's mouth always made me feel obsessed.

I suddenly felt that I missed him very much. Looking at his open and natural sitting posture, I had an impulse to sit in his arms, as I had before, sucked on him.

I haven't missed that embrace for a long time and dared not miss it because I know I can't go back. But at this moment, he was right in front of me, but I missed it extremely, missing it in his arms, feeling safe and sound. At that time, I always had nothing to worry about, as if being possessed by him, it was equivalent to owning the whole world.

Let the wind and rain outside, I have him.

I felt sad for a moment, and I lowered my eyes and didn't dare to continue thinking.

Regarding Wang Zhaoyang, I think more about it, that is, it is close to being disloyal. Although I was arguing with Chen Feiyang, I did not intend to be disloyal to him.

Maybe, maybe when I miss his arms, Wang Zhaoyang will feel the same way and want to hug me.

But he is a man of great significance.

In a daze, my stomach screamed, gulping.

I didn't eat much dinner tonight, so I was so angry. Although I didn't feel hungry, I was hungry. When it called out in front of Wang Zhaoyang, I felt a little embarrassed.

Changing the sitting position, Wang Zhaoyang asked, "Didn't you eat?"

"Eat it." I said.

He looked around and said, "You have nothing to eat here?"

I nodded.

Then he thought about it, stood up and walked out, I was curious and asked him, "What are you doing?"

He smiled, "I'll help you find something to eat."

"It's raining." I got out of bed and planned to stop it. It was too late at this time. I had to buy food outside. It was raining and the wind was blowing. I went as soon as I hungry.

Wang Zhaoyang still laughed, but he didn't walk out of the dormitory. He went straight to the student dormitory. I followed him, and Wang Zhaoyang joked, "Look at if the students are there."

The two rooms next to them are all students' dormitories, and our school does not have the custom of locking doors.

I said, "No one lives in this, so how can I eat it?"

"How can you know if you don't look for it?"

Then he walked into a dormitory and I suddenly felt like a thief. Well, I was a little excited. Thinking that this was a girl's dormitory, Wang Zhaoyang was not convenient to enter, so I went in by myself, look at it, look at it.

Wang Zhaoyang turned on the light and was quite disgusted, "Why are you like a thief?"

Ah? Isn’t this a thief? I didn’t ask, and Wang Zhaoyang said, “What did you take? I will buy it tomorrow and return it.” Oh, that’s it, I’m so hungry.

I found a pack of instant noodles, but there was no hot water in the school. Wang Zhaoyang pointed to a cabinet and said, "See if it's hot inside."

I turned it over, and there was indeed.

Students are not allowed to use these things privately in school for fear of being unsafe. While carrying a kettle to collect cold water, I said, "Do you often steal students' things?" Thinking of Wang Zhaoyang's appearance of stealing students' things, why do I find it so funny?

He was speechless, "I am the director, can I check them openly? These students are really, there are only a few places to hide things."

I laughed, and he said, "What are you laughing at?"

I still laughed and didn't say anything. Didn't you take advantage of the convenience of the director? You are so embarrassed to talk to students. Boil water, I made a bun of instant noodles, and Wang Zhaoyang wandered around my room, one glance at that one glance.

I put the lunch box containing instant noodles on the table, and Wang Zhaoyang had an objection again, "Put a piece of paper."

There was dust on the table, which was too unclean. I said, "What's wrong? I can't lick the table."

He said, "You slap your dust and you can live a life."

Rolling my eyes, I stuck out my tongue, the tomboy was not careful, he didn't know. Forget it, I obediently put on a piece of paper, lowered my head and started eating instant noodles.

Wang Zhaoyang looked quietly beside me. I felt a little uncomfortable and asked him, "Do you think I'm having a very bad life?"

"What do you think?" he asked.

I think it's okay.

Before I could answer, he said, "Actually, there are always things that are not going well. You can do whatever you do, and you can't explain anything. How long do you plan to stay here?"

I said, "It depends on your mood."

He asked, "It's a serious noise?"

I shook my head, wiped my mouth with a tissue, and covered my lunch box, "I just made a noise."

"What does it mean to be arguing casually? Do you often quarrel?"

"No." I smiled hypocritically and had a little exaggerated reaction. How could I tell him that Chen Feiyang and I often quarrel, and it seemed that I was looking forward to his rescue. Besides, the family shame should not be exposed.

He suddenly sat next to me from the opposite side, and the distance was relatively close. I could smell the smell of him, but it was no longer the smell of the Dior sports perfume used to be.

His actions made me a little nervous.

There are not many living people in this dormitory, and even the entire school. What is certain is that within a radius of one hundred meters in this dormitory, there is no other living people except us.

If Wang Zhaoyang had done something to me now, no one would agree to me if I was really angry.

So I felt a little nervous, and my body was in an awkward position and moved a little far away from him. He turned his head and looked at me with a smile, which made me feel like a deer bumping into my heart.

Dear, don't, I'm afraid I can't control it.

He said: "Actually you don't owe him anything."

"Ah?" I was shocked by him.

He exhaled heavily, "Everyone has to be responsible for his choice, just like Fang Keru and I get married and then divorce. And like you, when you choose, no one knows the result, but we should all know that the result is not necessarily good. I don't think you owe him anything, he also chose it himself."

"That's how it's a bit selfish..." I responded in a low voice.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at me. But I didn't dare to look at him directly, but I could see his gaze. At this time, I was distracted and wondering what an exciting and sad picture would be if Chen Feiyang suddenly appeared at the door.

No, my heart beats a little fast.

Wang Zhaoyang raised his hand. I wasn't sure what he wanted to do, but his body shook for a moment. He smiled and paused his hand in the air, and then rubbed it on the top of my head, "Look, you're scared."

I laughed dryly, hehe, I was frightened, frightened.

"That, the rain seems to be a little smaller."

"Um."

"That……"

"I'm leaving."

"Um."

He looked at me and smiled again, let out a deep breath, his eyes were faintly doting, and when he saw me dodging his eyes, he wouldn't do anything.

When I got up and left, I asked another question with slutty, "Wang Zhaoyang, do you think I am a good woman or a bad woman?"

"There are no good women and bad women." He answered this, and I had nothing to ask.

After thinking about it, he said, "I won't force you to do what you don't want to do, but," he smiled relaxedly, and said, "If you really want to do something bad, I can accompany you."

I think I understood it, but I was choked and coughed because of the aftertaste, "You'd better go."

"Well, call if you have something to do."
Chapter completed!