To Dong Qiangqiang's surprise, as soon as the elevator door opened, he saw at least three skin colors. Different from the last time I came here, the corridor of the Economics Department, which was once desolate like no man's land, is now full of people.
He could tell that some of them, like him, were here to talk to the professor about being exempted from classes, while others had no discernible intention.
He even caught a glimpse of Wang Yun flashing around a corner in the corridor, which shocked him.
The international friend No. 6 in front of him was short and fat, with a pair of three-white eyes that looked like a scanner, always scanning Dong Qiangqiang's body. There were dried toothpaste stains on the faded old sweater, and the sweater still exuded a unique musty smell. It seemed to have the sour smell of not taking a bath for many years, and a strong curry cumin smell. Fresh fragrance.
Dong Qiangqiang was so intoxicated by him that he couldn't find anything to do. Holding his breath, he walked to the window, opened the window a crack, and took a deep breath of fresh air while recalling the scene when he and Du Lan said goodbye at the Munich train station.
Generally speaking, people will recover from chickenpox in as little as one week and as long as two to three weeks. Dong Qiangqiang originally wanted to express his feelings through actions, but Du Lan didn't want him to stay with her until she recovered. First of all, chickenpox was unsightly, and she had to apply topical ointment, which seriously damaged her image of a goddess in Dong Qiangqiang's mind. Secondly, it was a big deal to be exempted from classes, and she still knew what was light and what was important, so she put Dong Qiangqiang directly on the train to Trier without any nonsense.
"Thank you for coming to see me this time..." Du Lan on the platform showed a rare girlish shyness, like a budding flower bone, "Although you said you have had chickenpox and are not afraid of infection, I believe that even if you haven't Come on, you’re not afraid (of being infected by me), right?”
"Of course." Dong Qiangqiang smiled and asked, "You are not afraid of any girl, Lao Maozi. Am I afraid of those pimples?"
A speeding train roared past Dong Qiangqiang, and she felt a strong wind blowing against her face like a mountain. The pressure brought by the wind made her unable to open her eyes for a moment, and the hat on her head seemed to fly away at any time.
She had no choice but to press her hat with one hand, turn around, with her back to Dong Qiangqiang, and wait for the wind to pass.
Du Lan's slightly thin back looked so lonely among the crowd on the platform, and Dong Qiang suddenly felt an impulse of pity. He stepped forward unconsciously, wrapped his arms around Dulan as naturally as a hen protecting her chickens, and then gently placed his chin on the top of her head.
Du Lan didn't say anything to stop him, nor did he resist his actions. Instead, he snuggled into his arms.
Dong Qiangqiang was not nervous when doing this action, relying on hormones to complete it, but Du Lan's reaction was really beyond his expectation. He thought Du Lan would run away with a smile, but Du Lan didn't seem to mind his attempt. .
Although the two are known as boyfriend and girlfriend, they are not actually very intimate. Although Du Lan had kissed Dong Qiangqiang in the wild boar forest before, the most proactive thing Dong Qiangqiang did was probably to hold Du Lan's hand several times, but never made any further progress. Just like this time, although he came all the way to Munich to visit Du Lan, he didn't stay at Du Lan's house at night, and Du Lan didn't stay overnight either. Although the two are lovers, Du Lan does not want to live together while they are friends. Although many male and female international students in Germany choose to live together for various reasons such as cost of living, spiritual comfort, mutual assistance in study, etc., Du Lan does not agree with this. accept. Dong Qiangqiang didn't care about this, he was already used to being alone. If there was suddenly an extra person next to him, he would also feel very uncomfortable.
Although the autumn wind was bleak at this time, the two of them simultaneously experienced a long-lost warmth.
Her hair teased by the wind made his nose itch, and he quickly turned his face away, not wanting to sneeze on her head.
"Do you know...why I like you?"
"Maybe it's because I'm so pretty..." Dong Qiangqiang deliberately teased Menzi, "That's why you can't help but fall in love with me."
"When it comes to serious business, he speaks glibly," Du Lan's scolding voice seemed particularly gentle in the noisy environment, "I'm asking you seriously."
"Is it because I heroically saved beautiful women many times?" Dong Qiangqiang counted on his fingers, "Once with Lao Chen, once in the wild boar forest."
Before Du Lan could answer, his smile gradually solidified on top of her head, and his tone became serious: "But you also saved me, and Lao Bai, you rescued both of us from that island. "
"That's one thing." Du Lan slowly walked out of Dong Qiangqiang's arms, turned around and looked into his eyes, "I like you because your quality impressed me."
Dong Qiangqiang has rarely been praised by his parents and teachers since he was a child. When he grows up, he is rarely praised by outsiders in person, let alone praised by beautiful women. Therefore, although he is very articulate, he does not know how to deal with it and can only cover up his emotions with a silly smile. Shy and embarrassed.
"Some girls like tall and handsome people, some like rich people, and some like smart and motivated people. I don't deny that it is really important for boys to have these qualities, but these are not what I like most." Du Lan said quietly. .
Dong Qiangqiang said in his heart: So you mean you like being ugly and poor? Do you like me because I am ugly and poor? But I definitely can’t (nor dare) to ask this, I can only ask: “Then what do you like most?”
"If your labels of 'handsome', 'rich', and 'smart' attract me, then they will certainly attract other girls, girls who are prettier, younger, better in shape, and better educated than me. Du Lan smiled, "So they are not important to me."
"Then what is important to you?" Dong Qiangqiang asked curiously, "Me without these labels? In fact, I have always believed that when talking about friends, regardless of men and women, everyone will definitely judge people by their appearance at the beginning. This is determined by our genes."
"Maybe many boys think this way, and I can understand. But to me, you are handsome not because of your current appearance or height, but because you are sincere, respect your friends, and protect your friends. , responsible and responsible, not petty, and have many friends who you trust and trust you. These are more important to me, because they can determine how far you and I can go, and when we have conflicts in the future, Are you still willing to go on with me?"
Dong Qiangqiang didn't expect that the warm scene would turn so serious in an instant, so he had to hide his face with a smile: "I'm embarrassed by what you said. If I'm as good as you said, why haven't I been able to find a girlfriend before? ?”
"Perhaps you are too picky," Du Lan said sternly, "or Chen Yu doesn't know what to buy."
Dong Qiangqiang did not expect that Du Lan would suddenly mention this name, and his expression suddenly froze. After a while, he said: "You... know..."
"Yes, I know her, I always have."
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