Zhou Luoyang did not hesitate at all when he said this. After saying it, he felt that there was an ambiguity and said, "We are already very good friends. It is not about sacrificing our personal time to take care of our roommates, but also my personal wish."

The vice president wanted to speak but stopped. Zhou Luoyang knew what she wanted to ask, but it was nothing more than "You treat Du Jing as a friend, what about Du Jing's thoughts?" So he quickly added: "Du Jing also thinks so, you can ask him."

"Okay." said the vice president, "we are not doctors, but I believe the diagnosis records given to him by the hospital."

Zhou Luoyang is actually a little worried that there are too many people talking about it. In order to calm down, the college asked Du Jing to take a break from school and go home, or sent him to a mental hospital. After all, this also puts a lot of pressure on the college.

It turns out that he was overthinking.

The counselor said: "Then you take care of each other. If you have any questions, please inform me at any time."

"When will the article on bbs be deleted?" Zhou Luoyang said, "This is the only thing I care about the most, I don't want to be seen by him."

The vice president said, "I will inform them as soon as possible." He also said to the counselor, "You have to do ideological work for the students."

"Yes, yes." The counselor wiped his sweat. Li Jianlan said to Professor Qi again: "The Internet is not as developed as we used to be. The Internet will spread quickly if you say or do whatever you want."

"People always have to face hardships and setbacks," Professor Qi smiled at Zhou Luoyang and said, "The spirit is like melted cast steel. It takes thousands of tempering to become a sharp blade. This is the 'cultivation of steel'."

Zhou Luoyang was caught off guard and heard this, and nodded after a moment of silence, and replied, "Grandpa Qi, you are right."

The four of them waited for a few minutes in the conference room. The counselor cared about Zhou Luoyang's study. Professor Qi said: "He has no problem. Du Jing's child has no problem. His grandmother was a talented woman back then and was very smart. No one in our class could have read her. Everyone called her Xiaolin Huiyin."

Li Jianlan said: "Genetics brings pain, and they are also given talent. Geniuses have more or less troubles in this regard."

"Yes," Professor Qi said as if he had recalled many memories, "the so-called hardship of genius."

"Then I will..." Zhou Luoyang was getting up and about to say goodbye, but he knocked on the door outside the conference room. The one who came in pushed the door was Du Jing. Du Jing was holding a white file bag for the hospital in his hand.

When Du Jing saw Zhou Luoyang, he was obviously stunned.

"Why don't you go to class?" Du Jing ignored the other three people and asked Zhou Luoyang instead.

Professor Qi said: "It's a rare trip to the academy and chat with Luoyang."

"This is Mr. Qi," said the vice president, "This is the first time you have met."

Du Jing glanced at Professor Qi and said, "Hello."

He hesitated for a moment and finally put the file bag on the table. Zhou Luoyang suspected that it was a medical record inside, but did not look at the file bag. He only looked up at Du Jing and asked, "Aren't you sleeping?"

"I'm going to follow up," Du Jing replied, "I went there in the morning, I didn't tell you."

Zhou Luoyang asked again: "Has the blood drawn?"

Du Jing showed Zhou Luoyang his arms.

"Have breakfast?"

"No, what about you?"

The two of them asked and answered questions, and their expressions were very natural. The counselor spontaneously closed Du Jing's imagination of suddenly having a schizophrenia and chasing Jiujie with a knife, saying, "He said in Luoyang, he is very..."

"I'm going to starve to death." Zhou Luoyang did not have the opportunity to sell this favor to the counselor, so there was no need to tell Du Jing these words, otherwise it would only cause unnecessary embarrassment.

Du Jing nodded to them. Zhou Luoyang knew that the three of them had something to discuss, so he politely said goodbye to Professor Qi, closed the door with Du Jing, and left the conference room.

"When you see him coming in, you only look at Zhou Luoyang," Li Jianlan said. "The first thing you said was not to say hello to us, but to ask his roommate why he didn't go to class. These two people should be able to get along well."

Professor Qi said: "Luoyang is a good child. He can handle it. I know that the pressure in grades is also very high, you should believe him. What Du Jing hopes most is to treat him as a normal person, not to emphasize his illness, give him a chance to feel our joys, sorrows, and happiness. The future is also an explanation, right?"

Li Jianlan nodded and said, "Sir, right."

At twelve o'clock, the professor's canteen was not open today, and the student canteen gradually became lively. Zhou Luoyang took advantage of Du Jing's visit to the phone and the article on bbs had not been deleted.

Du Jing looked as usual, and brought lunch to Zhou Luoyang and bought drinks.

Zhou Luoyang asked: "Is the follow-up visit normal?"

He didn't even ask Du Jing what disease he was. After all, he said "review", so Zhou Luoyang continued to ask.

On the last day before the New Year's Day holiday, all the students were talking about where to go to the evening. There was a boy who set up a stage to play videos on his mobile phone, which made Zhou Luoyang very annoyed.

Du Jing couldn't hear it clearly and said, "What?"

Zhou Luoyang was a little louder and repeated once, and Du Jing nodded.

"Check the effects of drug metabolism, so you need to draw blood!" Du Jing replied.

Zhou Luoyang said: "Do you still go to shoot arrows in the afternoon?"

Du Jing said: "Go! Are you going?!"

Zhou Luoyang has always wanted to go and see it, but he didn't have time to get to the end of the period. He knew that Du Jing didn't like basketball and other people to cooperate with the club activities he came into contact with. He used to think that Du Jing's mood was not stable, but now he finally understood that because of bipolar disorder, he was afraid that he could not control himself and had a dispute with others, so he chose the archery that he least needed to deal with others.

"Is that OK?" Zhou Luoyang said.

Du Jing didn't hear it clearly, and looked around. He was very irritable. Zhou Luoyang immediately interrupted and repeated loudly, pulling Du Jing's attention back. Du Jing said: "Of course! What are you thinking?!"

"Hurry up and go back!" Zhou Luoyang said, "The cafeteria is too noisy."

The two of them had lunch silently. Zhou Luoyang picked up a chicken leg for him and said, "You eat this, I want to eat your fish belly."

"I'm given it all," Du Jing said, "I'm discriminated against again."

Zhou Luoyang: "?"

"I'm discriminated against again!" Du Jing pointed to the dish on the plate and signaled him to see the portion size. There were only three pieces of meat. Zhou Luoyang laughed.

Whenever Zhou Luoyang goes to make dishes, the plate is very rich. When Du Jing goes to make dishes, he always has to eat a secret of the madness of the canteen aunt. The pain of the dispersed meat dishes. As a remedy, Du Jing usually takes double servings, and it is impossible to finish it.

Nearly ten minutes later, after halfway through the meal, Du Jing suddenly asked, "What are you?!"

Zhou Luoyang looked confused and looked up at Du Jing. Du Jing's expression was a little wrong, perhaps because of the noisy environment that made him bored.

"I said! What are you very much?! I'm very worried about me?! What's wrong with me?!" Du Jing asked Zhou Luoyang without anyone around.

Zhou Luoyang immediately reacted, and the counselor's words made Du Jing sensitive.

"No!" Zhou Luoyang said, "I'm not worried about you!"

"What's so?" Du Jing said, "Say!"

Zhou Luoyang knew that he wanted to dispel Du Jing's doubts, so he could only answer him seriously. He thought about it for a while, and chose the latter between "returning to the dormitory and telling him directly.

"I said, I like you very much." Zhou Luoyang replied.

Du Jing's expression was full of hostility and he said in confusion: "What?!"

"Not worry!" Zhou Luoyang said loudly to Du Jing as if there was no one around, "I like it! I said I like you very much!"

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, from front, back, left and right, including the one who set up the next door, everyone looked at Zhou Luoyang and Du Jing together.

Zhou Luoyang: “…”

Du Jing: “……………………………”

Du Jing's face turned red in an instant, and he burst into laughter on the spot. Zhou Luoyang looked at them strangely, but in a moment, everyone got used to it and continued to make noises and ate their food, but did not make a fuss, knowing that this was not a confession.

A straight man says "I like you" to a straight man, and his aura is obviously different, so this can be distinguished.

The anger on Du Jing's body was instantly swept away.

In the afternoon, the two went back to the dormitory. Du Jing went to feed the turtle. While feeding it, they took medicine by themselves. Each person and turtle, each eating their own food. Zhou Luoyang looked at his phone unwillingly, and the article was finally deleted. Thank God. The turtle also began to be willing to eat, and everything became easier.

There were not many people in the archery club in the afternoon, and the president asked Du Jing: "Why don't you come for lunch?"

Du Jing replied: "Forgot."

Zhou Luoyang remembered that Du Jing originally planned to attend a club dinner, but he said he would not go, so he quickly apologized to the president and said, "I called him away, my fault."

The president waved his hand, obviously not very hopeful about Du Jing participating in the group event. In fact, if he didn't come, everyone would be more relaxed.

Du Jing's answer to this was: "It's okay, I didn't want to go. I'll teach you how to shoot arrows."

Du Jing put on a single-piece chest-protective leather armor that was integrated with his left shoulder, wrist armor, brought a quiver, and then put equipment on Zhou Luoyang. Zhou Luoyang moved his arms and looked at Du Jing.

“Like me.”

Du Jing stood in front of him, making a bow and arrow, with a beautiful and standard start, with a focused look and looking at the target opposite.

Zhou Luoyang was attracted by Du Jing's expression. His eyebrows were very deep, and his eyes were bright when he looked at the target. The scar across the bridge of his nose was particularly clear under the light of the top light on the driving range.

Zhou Luoyang remembered the angry "scarface" on BBS, but at this time he couldn't help but think: Scarface is quite handsome.

Du Jing: "?"

Zhou Luoyang nodded and tried to pull the bow.

"Don't move." Du Jing said.

Du Jing began to correct Zhou Luoyang's movements and held his right elbow with his palm. Zhou Luoyang pulled it a little nervous when he felt his arms and shoulder muscles. His left hand was not under control and he was shaking slightly.

"Relax, don't be tense," Du Jing replied, "Let it go, be careful not to move your face."

Zhou Luoyang shot an arrow, but it turned out to be out of the target.

Zhou Luoyang: "It's quite interesting."

Du Jing asked Zhou Luoyang to stand up straight, stood behind him, and began to teach him step by step. His lips slightly pressed against Zhou Luoyang's ears, hugged him from behind, wrapped his arms in front of him, clasped his fingers, and the two of them opened their bows together.

"Relax," Du Jing said in a deep voice, "Don't be nervous."

Next week, Luoyang was almost held in Du Jing's arms, and his breath was blown very itchy when he spoke in his ears, and his ears began to turn red. The posture of telling people to bend their bows and arrows was too ambiguous, no less than teaching people to play golf step by step.
To be continued...