The daily routine of being teased by a scholar

Because it is the weekend, Cai Zhan still has to practice the piano, so he will go home soon.

When Xu Huaiyang sent him out, a gust of wind blew over and made him shiver.

"You... go back, don't send it off." Cai Zhan looked at Xu Huaiyang who was dancing on the spot.

"You know the way, right?" Xu Huaiyang frowned and asked.

"I admit it, I've been here several times." Cai Zhan smiled, "Let's go, don't send it off."

Cai Zhan waved at him and walked towards the gate of the community.Xu Huaiyang stood there for two seconds, then rubbed the tip of his nose, quickly opened the door and went back into the house to keep warm.

The pillows were still thrown on the sofa, and the cushions on the sofa were messed up by the two of them fighting.

Xu Huaiyang turned on the TV and air conditioner, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner to the highest level, then leaned on the coffee table and sat on the carpet in front of the TV.

He didn't know what was playing on the TV, he sat on the ground, a little dazed.

When Cai Zhan arrived at the door, he took out his keys and realized that the taxi driver didn't give him any change.

It took three times for the key to fit into the lock, and when I entered the door, my leg tripped over the stool next to the shoe cabinet.

He frowned, cursed in a low voice, then turned around and straightened the stool.

today……

The touch of the pillow, Xu Huaiyang's provocative smile, and the moment he leaned over.

...demented?poisoned?

Cai Zhan got up, touched his lips, and poured himself a glass of water to drink.

It's quite toxic.

Xu Huaiyang is a very special person, at least among the people he comes into contact with, he is the first person who can invade his life in such a large area.

Cai Zhan doesn't have many contacts, let alone friends.Sometimes he even wondered where did Fang Mian find friends like Xu Huaiyang.But looking back on my childhood experience, I probably understand why I can't have this kind of friendship.

The domestic violence and confinement in childhood, the unilateral insults and beatings of the father to the mother day after day, and the grandmother who brought the aunt to cry every day.

Those things seemed to be right in front of my eyes, never going far away.He even remembered how he spent half a month locked in the basement by that scumbag, how he survived day by day in the darkness.

When he grew up... To be precise, it was in the third year of junior high that he began to celebrate his birthday.It is better to live alone than a group of people.

Probably not long after he recovered, he discovered something even more terrifying in himself, something he didn't want to admit.

Dahei didn't come to the house today, the cat food left in the corner of the piano in the morning has not been touched, and even the water bowl is full.

Cai Zhan walked over, closed the window gap for Dahei, then sat in front of the piano and flipped through two pages of score.