[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

"Hi~ It's so cold." Bei Yu zipped his clothes to the top, and most of his neck was still exposed. The cold wind blew in. Bei Yu, who had just come out of the hot pot restaurant, shivered. Consciously retract your neck into your clothes.

The weather in March is not yet completely cold, and the cold wind is blowing, bringing with it a bit of chill.

His hands seemed to be frozen in an ice cellar and were extremely stiff. Bei Yu breathed out and rubbed his hands, trying to relieve the stiffness. It wasn't that cold when we went in, so why was it so cold when we came out?

The warm yellow light of the street lamp, like the gentle morning sun, shines on the asphalt road, illuminating a group of wanton young people under the street lamp. The tall trees swayed in the raging cold wind, and every leaf rustled like a whisper between lovers.

The lanterns in the distance are starting to turn on, and the little lights are like stars in the night sky, adding a sense of prosperity and mystery to the city. In this blend of tranquility and prosperity, there is a special poetry.

"Host, go warm the hands of the mission target." There was a trace of obscenity in 001's electronic voice.

Song Cian lowered his eyes and said, "Let him figure it out for himself." He walked at a leisurely pace to the right of Bei Yu.

"Bei Yu, your hands are cold?" Yuanfeng, who was walking in front, saw Bei Yu's movement, took a few steps back, stretched out his big face to Bei Yu's side and said, "Why don't you go find your hand warmer?" ?" He glanced at Song Cian meaningfully as he spoke. Not only does it refer to a real hand warmer, but it also refers to a humanoid hand warmer.

Bei Yu stopped rubbing his hands, lifted them up on the clothes at the back of Yuan Feng's neck, and said softly, "Get out!" After saying that, he swung his hands hard to throw away the mean face in front of him. ,Out of sight out of mind.

"Oh, what are you doing?" Yuan Feng straightened out his deformed collar, then hooked Xing Yuan's neck next to him. Hmm... As expected, it is still more comfortable to be hooked by a shorter person, "You are really biting Lu Dongbin, and you don't know the distant wind and good people. I am contributing my own ancient strength to the harmony of the team, and you are doing this to me. Really. Heartbroken!!”

Xingyuan, who was being grabbed by the neck, turned his head and rolled his eyes at the neurotic who was having a nervous breakdown next to him. He retracted his gaze and silently accelerated his pace. "Wait for me, little Xingxing, don't run so fast." Yuanfeng shouted while speeding up his pace. He chased after him, not forgetting to give Bei Yu a cheering look.

Although the chirping Yuanfeng followed Xingyuan away, the words just now still echoed in Bei Yu's mind. Hand warmer...

The others were walking in front of the two of them. The distance was not too far or too close. They could be seen but could not hear their words. This was just the right distance, just enough for the two of them to talk and converse.

Bei Yu'an endured his rapidly beating heart and glanced sideways at Wan Huai, who was walking next to him. The man walked beside him unhurriedly, with no intention of speeding up the pace or talking to him. intention of.

Bei Yu suddenly felt a little aggrieved. The clothes he wore had no pockets, but in such a cold weather, even having pockets would be of no use. When it gets cold this month, I always hold my arms and warm my hands. I used to have the habit of bringing warm patches or hand warmers when I go out when it gets cold, but after just one month of getting along with this person, these things I used to remember all the time. All the habits that had entered into his bones were forgotten. Beiyu felt a little wronged and a little angry, but he didn't know why he felt wronged or angry about. What should he feel wronged or angry about.

Bei Yu looked at his hands, and finally chose to put his hands into each other's sleeves like an old lady wrapping her hands in warmth. But unfortunately, the cuffs of the jacket I wore today were tight, and I couldn't put them in even after groping for a long time.

The slender white hands were already red from the cold after being exposed for a long time, but they were still working hard without giving up.

Looking at Bei Yu next to him who was struggling with his sleeves, Song Ci'an sighed inaudibly, walked over, separated his two red hands that were frozen, took the hot water bottle from his pocket and stuffed it into Bei Yuli's hand. The one further away holds the other hand in his own, wrapping it up.

"Why are you here?" Bei Yu's voice was murmuring, with a slight nasal sound, and seemed to be a little aggrieved.

Clenching the restless hand in her palm, Song Cian said, "How long will you keep fighting with yourself if I don't come over?" There was a little helplessness and a little tolerance in his tone.

"Has the host taken the initiative?" 001's voice sounded.

"If I don't take the initiative, he will trap himself in a dead end." Song Ci'an said.

"No." Bei Yu replied dryly.

The two walked slowly holding hands, the quiet atmosphere spreading, the only sound was the sound of their hearts beating faster and faster. Both hands, which were red from the cold, were warmed up nicely.

Touching the warm hot water bottle in his hand, Bei Yu was the first to break the silence, "Why is your hot water bottle still hot?" After the game, everyone went to the restaurant to eat together and came out after eating. Bei Yu couldn't figure out why. When did you receive the hot water?

"When you go out to use the toilet, ask the waiter for water." Song Ci Anyan explained concisely and concisely.

"Oh." After a while, Bei Yu spoke again, "Today...are you serious about what you said in the interview today?" After all, there are many players who joke and make wild remarks in the interview.

"Which sentence did you say?" Song Ci'an asked knowingly.

Her cheeks were filled with warmth again, and she knew it must be very red without even looking. Bei Yu knew clearly that the person next to him had bad thoughts, but he had to willingly step into this uneasy road. Maybe there was something unkind hidden somewhere. I know the trap, but at least I'm enjoying it now.

"Just...just what you said you like me." Bei Yu could even imagine how red his face was at this moment, and every breath he exhaled seemed to have a burning sensation. During the short but long wait, he felt that His heart, spleen and lungs were all burned to death. Ling Chi, with the answer, seemed to be waiting for Nirvana to be reborn.

Song Ci'an raised his eyes and stared closely at the person in front of him who was blinking and breathing heavily. Bei Yu seemed to see some other emotion in those ancient and calm eyes. What do you mean? Did he mean it as a joke or to make everyone laugh in front of the stage? Bei Yu felt that his heart was being squeezed inch by inch, and the blood all over his body began to flow backwards, as if it was about to break through the thin layer of blood. The blood vessels burst open his skin, and finally, those thin lips opened slightly.

"Really." A word with a cold tone sounded in Bei Yu's ears, as if it had a halo of salvation, saving him from the dire straits in his heart.

Breathing that had been unconsciously slowed down due to nervousness is recovering, with an increasingly rapid feeling, and the heartbeat is getting faster and faster. In the silence of the sky, only the sound of the increasingly rapid heartbeat echoes in the ears. , Bei Yu thought, this heartbeat was probably beating faster than when he was playing a game. Fireworks rose into the sky in the distance, and then exploded with a bang. Beiyu's heart moved slightly as a result of the people in front of him. This time, he was really reborn from nirvana, he thought.