Help! My hunky roommate is begging me to touch his abs!

After hearing this, Zhao Yuheng had nothing to say.

It would be a lie to say that I have no feelings for Jin Bao'er.

Whenever he walked around the dormitory shirtless, Jin Bao'er never dared to look at him openly; her eyes would dart around like a frightened little rabbit.

Every time I tease him, he blushes to the roots of his ears and stammers.

He and his brothers could slap each other's butts and joke around.

Jin Bao'er, however, never touched his buttocks on her own initiative.

What is Jin Bao'er's outstanding quality?

They all requested it themselves.

She posted the photos of her body herself, she insisted on touching her abs herself, and she suggested showering together herself.

All of this was only done cautiously by Jin Bao'er, on the premise that she was willing.

"Grass!"

Zhao Yuheng couldn't help but curse again, scratching his hair in frustration.

Why is he making excuses for Jin Bao'er again?

Damn it, he's gay. He knows I hate homosexuality, yet he's been lying to me for so long.

I'm already being quite lenient by not scolding or hitting him.

He tried to comfort himself with this thought, but the guilt in his heart grew wildly like weeds.

"Let me tell you, Jinbao'er is a good person, kind, and good to us brothers."

The leader was still adding insult to injury, speaking while drinking.

"Don't forget, you swore to us brothers that you'd treat her well for the rest of your life. Have you forgotten that so quickly?"

Did he make such a vow?

It seems like I posted it before.

Why would someone swear an oath?

It seems like it was the day I felt most helpless at the start of the school year when my wallet was stolen and no one believed me. But Jin Bao'er took out 50 yuan without hesitation, stuffed it into his hand, and said, "Brother Heng, take this for now."

That was just the beginning.

Then, when the little fool was deceived by the "adulterous couple," he remembered that Jin Bao'er had red eyes but smiled and said, "My fellow villager and classmate are even more poor than me, I don't want to compete with them."

From that moment on, Zhao Yuheng began to feel sorry for this kid from the bottom of his heart.

At that time, I thought that I would protect Jinbao'er's kindness for the rest of my life and not let him be bullied.

Reality and memories intertwine.

Zhao Yuheng had a splitting headache, and his temples were throbbing.

"Damn it, Gan Jinbao, what kind of drug did you give me?"

He cursed under his breath, grabbed the wine on the table, and took a big gulp, but couldn't suppress the bitterness in his throat.

……

Jin Bao'er hasn't returned to her dorm for the past few days.

Zhao Yuheng was puzzled.

Seeing that the eldest and second eldest brothers didn't seem worried, he figured they probably knew where Jinbao'er had gone, so he didn't ask.

But after not seeing him for several days in a row, Zhao Yuheng couldn't sit still any longer. He kept scrolling through the videos in his hand, but couldn't concentrate on watching a single word.

"Where did Jinbao run off to? We haven't seen her for so many days."

He kept scrolling through videos while pretending not to care and asked.

"Mind your own business, it's none of your concern."

The eldest brother was also scrolling through videos, not even looking up, and said indifferently.

Zhao Yuheng: "..."

Do I have to ask you directly before you'll tell me?

"Second brother, do you know?"

He looked up and asked the second son under the bed, his tone revealing an urgency he himself didn't realize.

"Ah, this..."

The second brother was about to speak when the eldest brother coughed a few times, and he quickly swallowed his words, "I don't know."

Zhao Yuheng glared at the second brother, then glanced at the eldest brother: "Fine, so you're all on Jin Bao'er's side, not mine, huh?"

After saying that, he opened WeChat, scrolled to Jin Bao'er's chat page, hovered his finger over the input box, typed and deleted, deleted and typed again, until only a blank space remained.

Just as he was struggling with his decision, the door was pushed open.

Zhao Yuheng subconsciously looked over and saw that it was Hu Xiaowen. The light in his eyes dimmed instantly, and his face showed a slight disappointment.

What are you doing here?

He asked irritably, his annoyance barely concealed.

"You're so concerned with everything, from heaven to earth, but what about other people's poop and farts?"

Hu Xiaowen glanced at him, then went straight to Jin Bao'er's bedside to pack her things, her movements were very efficient.

The eldest and second eldest brothers couldn't help but laugh, their shoulders shaking.

Zhao Yuheng: "..."

"Hey shorty, are you looking for a beating? Watch your language."

Zhao Yuheng felt utterly humiliated and retorted defiantly.

Hu Xiaowen picked up Jin Bao'er's books.

Looking up at Zhao Yuheng on the bed, she raised an eyebrow and said, "No nice words, just a bunch of swear words. Want to hear them?"

Zhao Yuheng: "..."

"Hahaha……"

The eldest and second eldest brothers couldn't help but burst into laughter, giving Zhao Yuheng a good scathing mockery.

Zhao Yuheng gritted his teeth, glared fiercely at Hu Xiaowen, and clenched and unclenched his fists.

"What are you glaring at me for? If you've got the guts, really beat me up."

Hu Xiaowen stood there arrogantly, looking like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water.

Zhao Yuheng: "..."

Looking at Hu Xiaowen's unruly demeanor, he suddenly burst into laughter in anger.

This kid, when Wang Meng used to bully him, didn't dare to utter a single word.

Now when he criticizes himself, he has a whole repertoire of arguments and is quite confident.

"Where did Jinbao run off to?"

Zhao Yuheng didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he changed the subject and lowered his voice unconsciously.

"You want to know?"

Hu Xiaowen raised an eyebrow at Zhao Yuheng, his face full of mockery.

Zhao Yuheng turned his head away irritably, but then turned back, his voice reluctant but clear: "Mm."

I won't tell you.

After Hu Xiaowen finished speaking, he turned and left the dormitory without even closing the door. The wind blew in, making Zhao Yuheng feel even more depressed.

Another burst of laughter erupted in the dormitory.

Zhao Yuheng: "..."

……

"Damn it!"

He slammed his fist on the bed twice, so hard that he almost broke the bed frame.

……

After the end of the semester, Jinbao'er had to take the bus home.

As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, the strap of the canvas bag on my shoulder was already chafed red, leaving a shallow mark.

His aunt's gaze swept over his empty hands, and she immediately shrieked:

"Back empty-handed again? Spent half a year at school and didn't earn a single penny?"

"We provide you with food, clothing, and education, and you end up with a money-losing brat?"

She reached out and grabbed Jin Bao'er's bag and suitcase.

The zipper was being pulled open with a loud clatter, and all that came out were a few faded changes of clothes and a few old books with curled edges.

Aunt's face darkened further, and spittle splattered all over Jinbao'er's face: "You're always carrying around this junk! Can you eat it? Can you exchange it for money?"

"Other families with children like you go out to work and earn money to help support their families! What's the point of you studying that worthless book!"

"I'm going to school, not to make money."

Jin Bao'er explained in a low voice, her fingers clenching the hem of her clothes, her nails digging into her palms.

My uncle came out of the house leaning on his cane. Upon hearing this, he slammed his cane hard on the ground.

With a loud thud, Jin Bao'er's heart tightened.

"Going to school? I think you're just using school as a cover to fool around outside! It's been months, and you haven't brought a single penny home?"

"We scrimped and saved, scrimping and saving to raise you, and now all that money has been wasted on you without a trace! Only our family would do something that costs us money!"

As her aunt walked past Jin Bao'er, she gave him a hard shove: "Don't stand there in the way!"

He stumbled and bumped into the door frame, his elbow hitting the hard wood.

The pain made him gasp.

Actually, Jin Bao'er didn't want to come back either, but the pears at home were ripe, and only her aunt and Liu Yu could do the work.

If he doesn't come back to help, all the work will fall on my aunt's shoulders.

That's why I reluctantly came back, but I didn't expect to be scolded for the whole afternoon as soon as I got back.

At this moment, Liu Yu quickly came over, helped Jin Bao'er pick up the clothes scattered all over the floor, and took them back to his small room.

Jin Bao'er changed into an old outfit.

With a worn-out basket on his back, its edges faded and white, he silently went to the field to pick pears.