a delicate flower

Ai Lang was abnormal today, and the strange behavior of becoming more silent after the phone case was crushed did not attract the attention of Qiu Datou, the "culprit". After all, what's the big deal about a phone case?The disapproving attitude of the companions has already given the answer.

Even Ailang asked himself: Even if this phone case is changed, what's the big deal?

Ai Lang held the crushed "self-contained" bracket iron ring in his hand, and the iron material with good heat transfer performance easily absorbed the residual heat from his palm.

Xing Lu saw Ai Lang's every move, and bumped Ai Lang with her elbow. Seeing that he recovered, she asked cautiously, "Hey, are you okay?"

AI Lang shook his head, paused for a while, then turned to look at Xing Lu, and nodded again.Before Xing Lu expressed concern nervously, AI Lang said, "Stay with me tonight."

"……what?"

Xing Lu was dumbfounded.

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Although Xing Lu couldn't understand Ai Lang's behavior of not returning to the love hut with Zhuang Lin and going to a hotel in the city to stay overnight, but Ai Lang is now a fragile porcelain doll in her mind. The unlucky things he encountered during a period of time were enough to drive him into depression, and any incomprehensible behavior would be easily resolved under this background.

Xing Lu stood on the balcony, lit a cigarette, booed and sighed for what happened to Ai Lang.There was the sound of slippers being pulled behind her, followed by the sound of the sliding door of the balcony being pushed open. Xing Lu turned her head and took a look, and couldn't help but "tsk tsk" twice, a little out of breath.

Ai Lang was wrapped in a bathrobe, with red lips and white teeth, a tall and well-proportioned figure, wet hair dripping with water, and even his eyes seemed to be filled with water vapor.

Ai Lang who came out of the bath "makes people feel very appetizing", at least Xing Lu thinks this description is very appropriate, but it is a pity that the opposite sex repels each other.

During the few steps that AI Lang pushed the door and approached, Xing Lu was filled with emotions. At the end, she returned to the topic and said, "It really doesn't matter if you don't go back? Don't worry about your good baby?"

AI Lang wiped his hair, and smiled perfunctorily at Xing Lu.

When Xing Lu talked to Ai Lang, she was used to using the prefix attributive "your family" to describe Zhuang Lin. Ai Lang was delighted when he first heard it, but now he is in a complicated mood.He hung the towel around his neck, stepped forward and leaned against the railing of the balcony, stared at Xing Lu's fingertips for two circles, stretched out his hand to twist the mint cigarette between Xing Lu's fingers, and took a puff between his lips. Leisurely spit out a mouthful of white mist.

Xing Lu held her chin, leaned on the railing and said, "Aren't you a non-smoker?"

Ai Lang is a person who likes to try new things. When he was a freshman, he also took a few puffs of cigarettes like Xing Lu, but he couldn't get addicted to it, so he didn't have any interest in doing it again.

Ai Lang looked at the diamond-like night scene under the tall building, his eyes were bright and cold.

Ailang didn't make a sound, and Xing Lu didn't speak anymore, looking at him quietly.

Ailang's fingers are fair and slender, and his movement of pinching cigarettes is unskillful but beautiful. A puff of smoke is exhaled from his delicately contoured thin lips. He smokes one after another, and the tobacco roll is shining scarlet under the faint light The shimmer of light nibbles at the cigarette.

Ai Lang suddenly asked: "Does Shen Chuxin know that the society has spread her crap again?"

The comfortable silence was finally broken.

Xing Lu lay on the railing, with her arms resting on her chin, and she responded with her mouth flattened, "I don't know, she doesn't care about club affairs at all, so there shouldn't be any big mouthers coming in front of her to talk about it, right?"

Xing Lu turned to look at him and asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

Ai Lang: "When the news of Shen Chuxin being adopted was announced, it was during the summer vacation, right?"

The reason why Ailang remembers it clearly is because there were so many rumors at that time, overwhelmingly overshadowing the unfortunate incident that Ailang was harassed by a group of high school students' second generation ancestors.

Xing Lu frowned, as if searching for relevant information in the memory bank, but unfortunately the search was fruitless, she asked: "And then?"

Ai Lang: "If Shen Chuxin is still in contact with the people over there, I want to know who the owner of the leaked indecent photo is."

Xing Lu suddenly realized, quickly took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and said, "I'll call Chuxin."

From July to now, five months have passed in a flash.

Xing Lu dialed Shen Chuxin's phone and just turned on the speakerphone. When Shen Chuxin's cold voice was converted into electrical signals, it changed slightly from her own voice.

Shen Chuxin: "Xing Lu?"

Xing Lu: "Well, it's me. Is it convenient for you to talk now? Ai Lang is next to me. He has something to ask you."

Shen Chuxin: "Well, I'm in my apartment, what's wrong?"

Hearing this, Xing Lu pushed the mobile phone that was turned on to Ai Lang.

Ailang said carefully, "Chuxin, I want to ask you something. Are you familiar with the organizer of the large auto show held at the AW Pavilion during the summer vacation last semester? Our club picked up his family last week. After the event, indecent photos of new students were posted, can you help me find out who it is?"

Xing Lu followed suit, "Ai Lang didn't know anything about it, and was accused of colluding with the organizer and pimping the organizer. It's really maddening..."

"..."

AI Lang glared at Xing Lu, who blinked blankly.

Shen Chuxin was silent for a moment, then replied softly: "Okay, I will help you to find out."

Ai Lang: "Thank you, I asked Xing Lu to send you that photo."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Xing Lu asked blankly, "Why did you just stare at me?"

Ailang stuck a cigarette butt in Xing Lu's mouth, blocked her mouth, rolled his eyes and said, "I'll beat around the bush and not expose Shen Chuxin's affairs, but your two words seem to be different ways to stimulate her."

Originally in the club, Ai Lang, Xing Lu and Shen Chuxin were close, and they were nine out of ten candidates for the head and vice ministers. When Shen Chuxin had a scandal, some people brought the rhythm to Ai Lang, especially Ai Lang every time When it is routinely emphasized that in addition to paying attention to safety and self-respect during activities, it is inevitable that there will be dissatisfaction.

The two sentences that Xing Lu just said, accusing Shen Chuxin from her standpoint did not feel disobedient.

Xing Lu: "Okay, okay, my words are too harsh, I was wrong."

Ailang picked up the towel hanging around his neck to wipe his hair, and walked indoors while wiping, saying, "Don't forget to bring the photo to Shen Chuxin."

Xing Lu: "Okay."

Xing Lu cut out the social software, selected the photo and forwarded it to Shen Chuxin, pressed the photo with her fingertips, and whispered, "I was right."

Xing Lu pressed the cigarette butt into the trash can on the balcony, turned and went into the room, chattering while flipping through the toiletries she brought: "Tell me about you, why did you become this minister in the first place? You didn't get any benefits. What kind of bad luck happened, I really can't figure it out."

Ai Lang lay on the bed on the inside and looked at his mobile phone, snorting and laughing softly: "What's wrong with this, it's for making extra money, for sleeping with handsome guys."

The Ritual Model Department has always been rich in handsome men and beauties, and this year did not disappoint.

Xing Lu sneered, "Well, you deserve it after all? Zhuang Lin doesn't talk about anything else. That face is recognized as the most handsome among freshmen. Are you still sleeping happily?"

Ailang just laughed, and the answer "I slept very well" almost blurted out, but this answer was too shameless, he didn't say it, which shows that he still has face.

His mobile phone screen displayed Zhuang Lin's WeChat chat interface. Zhuang Lin hadn't finished his evening class yet. After he sent the sentence "I won't go back to the apartment tonight, you don't have to wait for me", Zhuang Lin asked three times in succession— —

"Senior, is there something urgent?"

"Is the senior still in school now?"

"Senior, can you wait for me for a while, I will rush over from the H teaching building right now."

Ai Lang stared at the screen of the mobile phone and did not reply to the message for a long time. During the period, Zhuang Lin called and was rejected by his trembling hands, so he had to reply to the message.

As soon as he opened the dialog box, countless lies flooded his mind, and he replied: "Don't worry about me, I just went out with a few friends to get together, and I won't bring you over to my mother's party."

Zhuang Lin believed in this excuse. After all, Ai Lang would not bring him with Bu Dashuang and the others when they had parties.

ZLin: May I pick up the senior later?

Ellen: No, I'm going to spend the night outside tonight, so don't worry about me.

ZLin: Then I'll pick you up tomorrow morning, okay?

ZLin: Can the senior send me the address first?

Ailang stared at the message sent by Zhuang Lin in a daze, "Okay", "Can you", "Can you", he could imagine Zhuang Lin's cautious expression and soft tone when he looked at the words, Zhuang Lin Lin must be worried about his safety, but also worried that excessive questioning would annoy him.

Ailang replied against his will, "We haven't booked a place to sleep yet. I'll tell you tomorrow. Let's do this first." He put the phone off the screen and stuffed it under the quilt, deceiving himself and unilaterally rejecting the poor little Zhuang Lin. news.

Ellen turned over, stared at the ceiling in a daze, and then kicked his legs wildly without warning.

Xing Lu on the next bed was startled, and shouted, "What are you doing?"

Ellen stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, and said, "I want a man."

Xing Lu: "??"

Is there something wrong with this person?Abducting her out to open a room, and yelling at her, is simply nonsense.

Xing Lu took the toiletries and went into the bathroom.Ai Lang lay on the bed, raised his arms to cover his face, and blocked the light of the ceiling lamp in the room. There was only a paste in his mind, and he stirred it back and forth, and it became more and more sticky.It's definitely not uncommon for a straight man to be in the circle, but Ai Lang's past claims and statements made him slap his face swollen.Rationality made him feel guilty, but sensibility still longed for a solemn presence.

He knew that it was impossible for him to separate from Zhuang Lin because of this matter, and avoiding Zhuang Lin today was just a gesture of self-reflection. After all, besides pretending to repent and blame himself, he was only thinking about himself Justification--the one who breaks the bend must be responsible to the end, that's right.

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Ai Lang's brain hurts from thinking wildly, and he simply doesn't want to, so he falls asleep, wakes up in the middle of the night to pee, and dazes to find the phone to check the time, but sees Zhuang Lin sending him a message after one o'clock.

ZLin: Senior, can you tell me when you go to bed somewhere?

Ai Lang saw that it was two o'clock in the middle of the night, and he had a bitter face. He was stunned to see the image of a scumbag who abandoned his home and wasted between the lines in Zhuang Lin's words, and quickly replied: "Xing Lu and I have a twin room, and the doors and windows are locked. Damn it, it's very safe, you go to bed quickly!"

As soon as the message was sent, Zhuang Lin replied in seconds.

ZLin: Okay, the temperature is low at night, seniors should cover up with blankets.

Ai Lang, who had just gotten out of bed, was being sucked into his nightgown by the cold air in the room. He was holding his collar tightly when he saw the news from Zhuang Linfa. He was inexplicably moved and confused, and his slightly cold fingers hesitated on the phone After typing four characters for a while, he paused, and then moved his fingertips quickly again.

Ai Lang has been keeping in mind today that he should not be suspected of flirting with straight men on purpose, and every conversation with Zhuang Lin is lukewarm against his will.

The message was sent out, and immediately occupied the entire chat interface——

The full screen of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" is visually exhausting, and if you don't pay attention, you will ignore the four words that were pushed up: I miss you so much.

I miss you so much.

really like you.

Ai Lang changed this way of expression, but the four words sandwiched in a large piece of neat "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" are visually more eye-catching.Ailang couldn't tell how much he liked Zhuang Lin. If he hadn't tried his best to suppress it today, he wouldn't know how passionate his love is.