"There are many scars," Du Jing said, "Aren't you scared?"

Zhou Luoyang said: "I saw you laughing just now. You are very handsome when you smile. You should smile more."

As he said that, Zhou Luoyang turned around and left the bathroom.

"I praise me in different ways every day," Du Jing put on her trousers, barely wiped her head with a towel, and came out to sit down. "I am not as good as you said, don't praise me anymore."

"Your figure is indeed very sexy, with fair skin, wide shoulders, good-looking waistline, and a fishing line," Zhou Luoyang turned his head, looked at Du Jing, and explained, "It's not that you are praising you. I occasionally notice the body of the actors when watching movies. What's the embarrassment?"

Du Jing suddenly became annoyed: "I'm not handsome, don't praise me anymore, I don't like it! Stop it if you can!"

"Okay, yes, sorry..." Zhou Luoyang didn't expect Du Jing to think so, so he had to say restraintly, "I just kind of...uh, envy you."

"You can practice archery," Du Jing changed the topic. "As long as you join the archery club, your shoulders will naturally spread out. You have a good figure, sunny and neutral, and it is very popular among girls. Just practice a little, don't practice too much."

Zhou Luoyang nodded and ended the topic, but after almost half an hour, Du Jing suddenly said, "I'm sorry, Luoyang."

Zhou Luoyang: "?"

Du Jing explained: "Did I not speak very well just now?"

Zhou Luoyang immediately said: "No, I always speak without thinking."

Du Jing said: "I sometimes feel inferior and sensitive. Luoyang, don't you say that because of sympathy for me, right?"

"How could it be?" Zhou Luoyang pushed down the desk, turned around on the swivel chair, faced Du Jing, and said seriously, "Absolutely no, why do you think so?"

Although Zhou Luoyang was sincere when he said this, he was a little guilty after all.

"You are a very good person," Du Jing sighed and replied, "You think about my mood and took me out for fun. I know in my heart every time I say I'm with you, I understand that you are with me. You want me to relax."

Zhou Luoyang was amused and cried, saying, "Is it important who accompanied whom? Du Jing, every time I propose to go out, it is because I really want to go out. Of course, I will be bored if I stay in school every day."

Du Jing looked up at Zhou Luoyang. At that moment, Zhou Luoyang seemed to feel that he had a lot of words to tell himself, maybe it was about his illness or his scars, but he still had a little hesitation in the end.

Zhou Luoyang interrupted this hesitation and smiled and said, "Look at other dormitories? They are the same. Is there any difference? You always have to leave some time to play when you go to college, otherwise you will study for yourself every day, how boring will your life be?"

After saying that, Zhou Luoyang returned to his desk. In order to hide his guilt, he asked easily: "When it comes to this, will you go to the movie tomorrow?"

"Okay." Du Jing's expression suddenly became a little at a loss, "I'll buy the ticket first."

Zhou Luoyang saw Du Jing's expression in the dressing mirror from the corner of his eyes, which suddenly made him feel a little sorry for this friend. He really hoped to take care of Du Jing and make him well, even if he still had to take medicine every day, even if he occasionally fell into meaningless silence, Zhou Luoyang also hoped that at least during their time together, he could make Du Jing happier as much as possible.

Du Jing was also very nice to him. He obviously felt Zhou Luoyang's care. In the past six months, whenever they went shopping, Du Jing would definitely buy one for Zhou Luoyang.

Sometimes Zhou Luoyang couldn't get up in the morning and wanted to borrow notes from classmates, but Du Jing had already gone to class for him and set a range for him. After getting along for half a year, they had evolved into a strong relationship. Most of the time Zhou Luoyang made suggestions, but Du Jing never expressed any objection and acted with him.

Zhou Luoyang would ask Du Jing’s opinions at first, but Du Jing’s answer was always “I don’t want to go, where are you?” So Zhou Luoyang took the initiative to take on the role of making a decision between the two. He would occasionally look at Du Jing’s Weibo account to see what feedback he had about the activities he proposed. He has not found any comments yet.

Whenever Du Jing reveals that he is uncomfortable on Weibo, Zhou Luoyang will find some entertainment, distract him, go out with him, or find something to concentrate on. So far, he feels that the most successful thing is to make handmade soft ceramics - in the soft ceramic handicraft store in the mall, two big boys can pinch figures for the whole afternoon.

Either let go of time or take full attention and not give him the chance to think randomly, which may relieve Du Jing's depression.

Two hours later:

"Have you still suffered from insomnia recently?" Zhou Luoyang asked.

"It's much better." Du Jing replied.

Zhou Luoyang said: "Did you sleep better when someone is by your side?"

Du Jing admitted it and replied, "I also found that this is the case."

Zhou Luoyang said: "You can push your bed over and get it together. The windows on your side are not closed tightly, and it is too cold in winter."

Before I knew it, it was winter. From summer to autumn, and then to winter, no one came to repair the window. Zhou Luoyang put on tape, but it was still not tightly and there was a little cold air. When entering and exiting the balcony, it was easy to touch the sticky tape when sliding the window, which made Zhou Luoyang unable to bear it.

Du Jing did not answer, and Zhou Luoyang asked again: "Are you going home on New Year's Day?"

Du Jing shook his head and Zhou Luoyang said, "I won't reply, are there any arrangements?"

"No." Du Jing said, "Where are you?"

Zhou Luoyang waited for the expected answer and said, "Then I will arrange it."

However, not long after, on December 31, something happened that completely changed their relationship. It happened like a storm, which caught Zhou Luoyang off guard.
Chapter completed!