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Beijing in March is still very cold. A few years ago, New Hope Academy did not have such complete facilities as it does now. The access control downstairs of the dormitory is entirely in charge of the dormitory teacher. Shen Chunlan¡¯s dormitory is on the second floor, 203. They can often hear the dormitory teacher talking to the students downstairs. sound.
It was such a gloomy spring day, too. Cao Hui and everyone in the dormitory have gone to the movies, and the campus is very empty on weekends. Shen Chunlan just had a cold and didn't want to go out to blow the cold wind, so she huddled in the dormitory and slept alone.
They lived in the old dormitory building, six people in a dormitory, three bunk beds lined up against the wall, and on the other wall were six desks, plus cabinets and miscellaneous things. There are no toilets and bathrooms in the dormitory, and the public ones are at the ends of the corridor.
The dormitory building is also very quiet. Occasionally, someone can be heard passing by the door, with hurried footsteps, and it seems that they can't help the chill.
Shen Chunlan lived in the lower bunk. He sat under the quilt and rolled himself into a ball.
The heating stopped in two days, but he always felt that the temperature in the dormitory was getting lower and lower every day, as if the heating also knew that he was about to finish work, and gradually began to slack off.
He turned on a small desk lamp and read comics for a while. This manga has been drawn for a long time, and the author has suspended publications too many times. He saw college from primary school, and the protagonist is still a stunned kid in shorts. He has not grown up in appearance, but he has accumulated many friends.
Shen Chunlan turned out to take a look when he was free. He wanted to take risks but couldn't, so he especially liked reading such stories.
The protagonist and his companions are about to raid the enemy's territory. Although Shen Chunlan has watched it many times, he is still nervous: because he knows what will happen next, he is even more nervous.
That's when the phone rang.
There are telephone lines in the old dormitory buildings of New Hope College, and each dormitory is equipped with a small hanging phone. In an emergency, you only need to press a button to contact the dormitory teacher.
But no one has ever used this phone, because you must purchase a campus phone card to use the phone. When dialing, you must first enter a 16-digit card number, and then enter a 12-digit password before continuing to dial. This is too troublesome, everyone has a mobile phone, big and small, in short, it is better than this phone.
Shen Chunlan has lived in the dormitory for a year and a half, and this is the first time he heard it ringing.
He raised his head, his unkempt head peeked out from under the ball-like quilt, staring blankly at the black phone on the wall.
The bell is still ringing, vibrating in the empty dormitory like perseverance.
Shen Chunlan caught a breath of unexpected events from the sudden ringtone. He threw away the manga in his hand, got out of bed under the quilt, and grabbed the phone.
"Hello?"
There was a slight hissing sound on the phone. He didn't know if it was the sound of the circuit or the other party's or his own equipment was bad. After the greeting, there was silence for a few seconds, followed by a man's voice: "Hello, I'm looking for, I'm his friend, is he there?"
Shen Chunlan pressed the microphone tightly to his ear: "Who?"
The man repeated the man's name again.
Shen Chunlan: "You made a mistake, we don't have this person here."
The man let out a soft "ah". Shen Chunlan heard him muttering in a low voice: "Did I dial the wrong dial" There was the sound of slowly turning the pages over there.
Shen Chunlan didn't hang up the phone, he was still trying his best to listen to the voice over there. It was too quiet around, the spring was too boring, the cat hadn't planned to go out yet, and all the trees were still quietly holding their strength. He needed something else to pass the time.
The man's voice was a little hoarse, but because it was very low, it was not harsh. For no reason, Shen Chunlan felt that he should have a good temper and be very gentle.
"Are you here?" The man said a series of numbers, which should be phone numbers.
Shen Chunlan had never used this phone at all. He looked left and right, but he didn't see anything marked with its number on the phone.
"I don't know." Shen Chunlan replied honestly, "This is the landline in our dormitory. I haven't used it before, so I don't know."
Man: "Dormitory? Are you a student?"
Shen Chunlan: "That's right. You made a mistake, sorry."
"Which school are you from?" the man asked suddenly.
Shen Chunlan frowned: "Why are you asking this?"
Man: "Maybe we are alumni."
Shen Chunlan's vigilance disappeared at once: "Alumni? You used to be from New Hope too? Are you from your department?"
"New Hope?" The man repeated slowly, "New Hope Advanced Management Institute?"
?Wen Jing was stunned for a moment, and grabbed Cao Hui's hand. Cao Hui saw sparks of excitement in his girlfriend's eyes, stronger than when he confessed his love to her. "All the details?!" Wen Jing was speechless, "Includingincludingthat"
Shen Chunlan: "Including."
He finally put down his hand, his face was red, he bit his lower lip, and there was a little confusion on his face.
In fact, looking back now, he himself does not understand why he is so curious about the stranger on the other end of the phone, and even begins to look forward to his weekly phone calls.
Every Saturday afternoon, Cao Hui and the others either went to play basketball or went out to play games and date. Most of the time, Shen Chunlan stayed in the dormitory alone. The man always called at around three o'clock in the afternoon, and the ringtone was like a haunting sound that attracted Shen Chunlan to approach.
The man has always refused to say his name, repeatedly emphasizing that his job is special. Shen Chunlan pointed out that he was lying, and the man laughed a few times and asked back: "Which sentence do you think is true?"
Of course he would not answer Shen Chunlan's question. Shen Chunlan gradually didn't care anymore. He would tell men about things in school, about the daily life in the dormitory and classmates. The man told him how he usually works.
"He said he was a hunter." Shen Chunlan recalled, "and the kind of hunter who explores minerals."
Wen Jing: ""
Shen Chunlan: "I know! I know it sounds like a liar But what he said is really interesting, his work, where he has been, mountains and rivers, and all kinds of minorities. People in the ethnic group, invite him to drink, invite him to eat game, in short, a lot. You will believe it, he is too good at telling stories."
The story attracted Shen Chunlan. Later, the man started talking to him about his lover.
"I sometimes go into the mountains with my lover." The man said, "Did I tell you about him?"
Sitting next to the landline, the young Shen Chunlan immediately replied: "No, he is also a mineral hunter?"
"No." The man smiled, "He is our team doctor and a biologist, much handsomer than me."
He paused and asked again: "Do you know how we met?"
Shen Chunlan: "How would I know."
The man said "hmm": "Have you ever been to a bar? That kind of bar, no matter if it is an ordinary human or a special human, will look for a bar of the same kind of people. I met him there."
He began to talk about his lover, about his handsome appearance and tall and acquainted figure, about his lips, his earlobes, the vertebrae at the back of his neck, the muscles of his abdomen, and skin, sweat, breathing, smell, moaning. Moan, talk about his movements, talk about your excitement and feelings.
The man described the details seriously and calmly, with a low tone and a slow speech speed. The sound of his breathing was mixed in this process, like hot wind.
Shen Chunlan blushed, but he couldn't convince himself to put down the receiver.
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That person could not be Rao Xinghai, Rao Xinghai was too young at the time¡ª¡ª
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