Luggage Syndrome

On the weekend, Fu Lang bought Yang Yu's favorite spicy hot pot base, and was busy in the kitchen early in the morning.

Liang Yicheng, who arrived at Fu Lang's house very early, was a little nervous, dangling beside Fu Lang anxiously.

Fu Lang was dazzled by him, couldn't bear it anymore and pushed him to the corridor, took out a can of cat food from the cabinet and stuffed it into his arms, then quickly went back to the kitchen.

As soon as the little white cat squatting on the cat climbing frame and licking its fur saw the canned cat food in Liang Yicheng's hand, it immediately rushed over and sat on his feet, as if it would not leave unless it was given the canned food. .

Liang Yicheng was stunned by the little overlord's appearance, and tried to lift his feet, only to realize that the little white cat seemed to have gained a lot of weight, and the four little pads were heavily stepping on his two feet, allowing him to move , the little white cat is as stable as Mount Tai, and is still dissatisfied with raising its head and howling at him:

"Meow meow--"

Liang Yicheng seriously thought for a while whether he should try a standing long jump, but remembered that he almost failed the physical test, and he might fall and eat shit, so he obediently squatted down, opened the can and put it at his feet.

The little white cat hurriedly leaned over to gobble it up, but didn't even bother to move its lower body, sitting comfortably on Liang Yicheng's feet.

"Langzi! I'm coming!"

The door behind him opened silently, Yang Yue's voice frightened Liang Yicheng so that he lost his balance and rode on the little white cat's head.

"Meow!!!"

The little white cat was startled, and struggled to pull its face out of the can. Its white fur was covered with canned tuna juice, but it didn't care about it. It left the can and ran into the living room.

Yang Yu was on a business trip for more than a month, and the unruly hair had grown to cover half of his neck, so he casually grabbed his bangs, with a wild beauty in the mess.Seeing Liang Yicheng, he squinted his eyes with a look of understanding.

"Oh, it's you, it really is you."

"Tudou, uh, Brother Yang..."

"You can call it Tudou if you want, you're not an outsider anyway."

"Brother Tudou." Liang Yicheng obediently changed his address, paused, and asked again: "Do you remember me?"

"I remember, of course I remember... hey, what's your name?"

"..."

"Oh yes, Cheng Zi, your name is Cheng Zi, I remembered! Huh? Didn't we add WeChat before? I forgot to note it for you. What's your full name? I'll mark it now, and I promise not to do it next time. will forget..."

"That, Brother Tudou..."

Liang Yicheng hesitated to speak, watched Yang Yu take out his phone, clicked on WeChat and searched for a long time, finally couldn't help it, and whispered: "Last time, you regarded me as someone else, and then deleted me... "

"Uh, this... this, must be a misunderstanding..."

The timely ringing of the doorbell rescued the embarrassed Yang Yu, who rushed over quickly and opened the door with a "swish".

The people outside the door lowered their heads, not knowing what they were thinking.The man was wearing a light-colored long-sleeved denim shirt and a small backpack slung across his shoulders. His sleeves were rolled up a little, revealing his fair arms. The lower body was matched with khaki slim-fit trousers and pure black sneakers. He looked refreshing and handsome. college students.

Yang Yu smiled all over his face and greeted warmly:

"Hi, looking for—fuck???"

As soon as the person in front of him raised his head, Yang Yu's smile froze.

Yu Qingming didn't recognize him at first, but he had never met someone who greeted him like this before, so he looked at him suspiciously for a few seconds, and suddenly realized: "Damn it! It's you!"

Almost at the same time, the door in front of him slammed shut.

"Liang Yicheng——!! Get out of here!!!"

Yu Qingming's angry roar could make Liang Yicheng tremble even through the door, but Yang Yue's face was so dark that he stood in front of his door, so he didn't know what to do.

"what happened?"

Fu Lang heard the movement at the door, and came out of the kitchen. Liang Yicheng seemed to see a savior, and was about to pounce on him, when Yu Qingming outside the door suddenly shouted: "Liang Ercheng! I'll give you ten seconds! I'm going to talk to that idiot of yours right away!" Friends break up and get out! I promise I won’t deal with you when I go back!”

Liang Yicheng: "..."

Yang Yu: "Pfft."

Fu Lang: "???"

The living room of Fu Lang's house.

The electric hot pot on the small dining table was bubbling timidly. Yu Qingming and Yang Yu sat on the ground at both ends of the table, staring at each other.

Liang Yicheng and the silent Fu Lang huddled together on the sofa in the middle, and said anxiously:

"Uh, that, let me, let me give you a formal introduction?"

A silence.

Electric hot pot: "Gulu."

Liang Yicheng took a deep breath, plucked up his courage, and said, "Yu Er, this is my boyfriend, brother Fu Lang, he, he is not a boob..."

Fu Lang: "..."

Yang Yu and Yu Qingming: "Pfft."

The two who were laughing at the same time were stunned for a moment, and then gave each other a vicious look.

"Cough, this is Brother Lang's younger brother, Yang, uh, Brother Tudou..."

Yu Qingming: "Pfft."

Yang Yu exploded immediately: "Why are you laughing!"

Yu Qingming ridiculed expressionlessly: "The name is not very good, but the nickname is quite good, it's silly and funny."

"you……!"

"Uh, Brother Tudou, don't be angry! Brother Lang, Brother Lang, he is my good brother, his name is Yu Qingming. Although his mouth is so poisonous, he has no malicious intentions..."

Fu Lang, who had been silent for a long time, looked at the two people who were at war for a while, and finally said, "Do you know each other?"

"do not know!"

The two people who spoke in unison were stunned again, opened their eyes wide, and were about to stare at each other, Liang Yicheng begged: "Please don't stare, I'm afraid you will get cross-eyed."

Yang Yu: "..."

Yu Qingming: "..."

Electric hot pot: "Gululululu..."

The hot pot boiled for a long time, Liang Yicheng hastily boiled some beef, put it into Fu Lang's bowl, scooped up some potatoes that had already been boiled, put them on Yang Yu's plate, and scalded a few fish sausages. Send it to Yu Qingming's bowl.

With the appeasement of their favorite food, the atmosphere of the three finally eased a little.

"Yu'er, what's going on with you?"

Liang Yicheng turned his head to one side, and whispered to Yu Qingming beside him.

But Yu Qingming was busy eating sausages, so he didn't pay attention, Liang Yicheng, who was anxious, lightly kicked Yu Qingming's foot under the table.

Who knows that Yu Qingming thought it was Yang Yu who was kicking him, and was stunned by that light and flattering gesture, and glanced at Yang Yu who had been poking potatoes for a long time but couldn't get them up, and thought that he was Apologizing pitifully.

Yu Qingming's heart softened, and he wanted to talk, but he was biting half of the sausage in his mouth and was reluctant to let it go, so he stretched his legs generously, and lightly touched Yang Yue's leg as if to comfort him.

Yang Yu's hand trembled, and the potato he had finally picked up broke in two. He immediately raised his head and looked at Yu Qingming who was holding a sausage, his expression suddenly became complicated.

Finally, Yang Yu raised his eyebrows, stretched out his foot, stepped on Yu Qingming's thigh lightly, and rubbed it slowly a few times.

Yu Qingming's face flushed immediately.Seeing Yang Yu raised one corner of his mouth provocatively, Yu Qingming refused to admit defeat, aggressively stuffed half of the sausage into his mouth, raised his foot, and drew circles on Yang Yu's thigh with a very provocative movement.

Yang Yu had been empty for a long time, and he soon became short of breath. He couldn't bear it anymore, and stepped on Yu Qingming's legs.

"Hmm, cough, cough—"

Yu Qingming was caught off guard, coughing due to choking on the mouthful of sausages, and the feet between his legs were still rubbing irregularly, which made Yu Qingming almost faint.

Liang Yicheng handed him a glass of juice, and persuaded him earnestly: "Yu'er, eat something else, don't just eat sausage, it's easy to choke."

Yang Yu finally retracted his feet, sneered, and said meaningfully: "He just loves sausages."

Yu Qingming coughed out of breath and finally recovered.

"It depends on what kind of sausage it is." His eyes slowly scanned Yang Yueyin's part under the table, "Some sausages are too small, I don't like them."

The author says:

Come, let's applaud the little Chengzi who sent out amazing assists! !clap clap clap clap