【Zhou Jia】Out of the Dark

Chapter 10 Back to 2 years old

When Arjuna met Karna for the first time, he had already seen his name on countless election lists, and learned about his appearance from countless mouths - he was born as a commoner, worked hard in everything, and was willing to help others , thin white hair.

He is looking forward to it.Even if he won any time before without any suspense, the sense of threat brought by the name Karna has already greatly mobilized his competitiveness.What is the image of the other party?Is all efforts to cover up the helplessness of being a civilian?Will the burden of being born as a commoner bend his straight back?Or, Karna is also a somewhat upright young man?In that case, he will still choose to defeat the other party, but maybe one day they will meet again, and the two will become warm friends.

On the day of the campaign speech, Arjuna deliberately dressed up, but the result was astonishing: the opponent entered the stage after him, obviously sprinting to the stage, wearing a thick coat in the hall, the bangs on the boy's forehead were wet with beads of sweat. Strands stuck to his face, his uniform jacket was missing, his white shirt and blue tie were crumpled, and he was still panting slightly before speaking.

But it is good-looking, upright and young.The word green is difficult to explain in one word. It can be said that when a certain fruit is not fully grown, the mouth is not full;

Karna happens to have both.If Arjuna came to power, his maturity beyond his age would make everyone focus and admire him.Karna is the embodiment of the dexterous and clumsy emotions of his peers - he is about to be full like a fruit, although he is slightly unskilled, he is dazed and firm.

Coincidentally, Karna opened his mouth and glanced in his direction, his green eyes were bright and rippling - at that moment Arjuna suddenly remembered the time when he changed his teeth, the new teeth grew furtively and itched, and he wanted to bite but couldn't, it was very painful. irritable.

Their votes had never been so close. When Arjuna surpassed a few votes, the opponent's backup clung to him.So he refused to admit defeat and went to activities, starting a new round of tug-of-war.

The school newspaper and the radio station had two people competing for a week in a row. Ah Zhou put on a bow tie in front of the mirror in the morning, self-doubting about his inexplicable enthusiasm recently-he was clearly the student council president, at worst, let the other party play it off, and run for election next year.

Anyway, it was brought by Karna.blame him.

However, it was rare for him to die without a problem. On the third day of the countdown, when their votes were still tied, Karna withdrew by himself.

It's almost like punching cotton.The emotions he was driven by were actually not worth mentioning in the eyes of the other party.Arjuna had never been undervalued like this before, and the first encounter with an opponent he recognized brought profound humiliation.During his inauguration speech, no matter how many flowers surrounded him with applause and screams——Arjuna couldn't feel any joy at all.

Karna later became a logistics committee member, and he left the logistics to Rama.

The white head is an old wound that cannot be healed. It becomes a wandering ghost every rainy day, stabbing in from the wound to greedily absorb heat.Arjuna's occasional free time was interrupted, so he could only work continuously in order to shorten his leisure time - of course they could not become friends, and it would be the best of humanity not to become enemies.

Living alone is always troublesome with more affairs.Hygiene, food, and daily necessities were poured out in turn. When Arjuna forgot to pay the utility bill for the third time and looked for his mobile phone with a bubble on his head, he finally had to admit that he should find a suitable roommate, or he could take over everything and become invisible. housekeeping aunt.

The former is of course more convenient.When he chatted with Rama the next day, the other party said on the spot that he could contact someone who met the criteria.

Arjuna asked if he would like to have a meal and get to know him, but Rama refused:

"No rent is the best help, and the other party will be embarrassed if there is more."

Oh, it's the work-study type.He thought so, and didn't force it.

However, when the other party came over on weekends, Arjuna felt that sometimes people just wanted to force things.

White hair and white skin, two inconspicuous red marks under the green eyes, ribs and elbow muscles that are tense from carrying a big box are thin but powerful, and he is holding a straight male color matching gift box.

Arjuna shut the door very shamelessly.

After he took two deep breaths and then opened it, he could clearly see that the other party's immobile expression also showed clues of bewilderment.

"I didn't wake up in the morning." No matter what he said, he would not break his promise, but he was still struggling at the end:

"Are you introduced by Rama?"

Karna nodded, as if understanding his perfunctory answer.Then he handed over the gift, shattering Arjuna's last wish by the way:

"Well, it's me."

In all fairness, Karna is a good roommate.Reticent and hard-working, I found that the detergent at home was used up several times, and I didn't tell the other party, so I paid for the original brand and put it back.If Arjuna hadn't discovered it once, causing two bottles of detergent to be neatly piled up next to the chopping board at night, Karna's expenditure might have continued to circulate.

Arjuna looked at the detergent and was speechless. Fortunately, he thought it was a durable one, and it was a wrong payment after all sincerity.

He mustered up the courage to knock on Karna's door. When the man came out, his white hair was disheveled, and the earphones were still hanging on his head.

"what happened?"

"Detergent, I didn't pay attention, thank you for buying it earlier."

"Should be. I'm using it too."

I really can't talk today.Arjuna then nodded and wanted to leave. When he turned sideways and saw the music production screen on Karna's computer from the door, he remembered that the other party was a music department majoring in performance.

Arjuna also took music as an elective, but the two courses were staggered, and Karna was busy with part-time work on weekends, so he had plenty of time to create, so he didn't have to worry about it.Now that I think about the fact that the other party has been wearing earphones without making a sound, and has to deal with housework for two people and work part-time, it is a bit too continual.

"Are you writing songs too?" Maybe it was arranged by Schrödinger's detergent, but Arjuna's attitude softened unconsciously:

"If you want to write a song, you can tell me that the sound insulation in the room is very good. If I need a quiet environment at that time, I can go to the study. I am not afraid of being disturbed."

Karna has always found it difficult to get close to Arjuna - they are very different types and personalities, and they never intend to get too close.But now that the light from the bedroom came out, illuminating that half of Ah Zhou's face, he realized that the other party had lost his usual dominance and that layer of halo armor, and he was the same boy inside.

"is it okay?"

"Ah, good. Thank you." Karna slowed down, blinked reflexively, and stopped Arjuna when he was about to leave:

"I bought dumplings by the way, do you want to eat together tonight?"

magic.It's just a meal of dumplings and a bottle of detergent, but Karna is actually pleasing to the eye.Arjuna and the other party cooked in a small pot, watching the little fat guys tossing carefreely, a little silent.

During the meal, he choked and choked, and when the other party asked him if the dumplings were too hot, he finally asked:

"Why did you quit this year's election?"

"Huh?" Karna pushed the vinegar in front of him:

"There is a problem with the bursary information, and the re-approval will be re-examined, and it will not be issued after the time expires."

"I'm sorry, but I'd love to be on stage with you."

It is not only the dumplings that are hot, but also the face.

"It doesn't matter much, there is still a chance next year." The young man's feelings are really easy to shake, and Ah Zhou is really fragrant while spurning:

"I have a few creations. Let's talk together when you have time."