Idol and school grass are at the same table

After Shen Zhixing finished speaking, he took a set of pajamas from the bed and gave it to him, "Go wash up first, everything is in the bathroom, if you want to take a shower, I will find you a new pair of underwear, there is a separate bathroom for girls, don't worry they."

Ji Ting was still a little stunned, shook his head, took the things and left the bedroom silently.

Ji Ting tidied up quickly, but he was a little at a loss when he went to bed.

He is in a strange mood now, hearing what Shen Zhixing said just now, but thinking about the game of staring at each other in his mind.

The whole person is in a state of confusion.

After a few minutes of posting on the bed, Ji Ting remembered that his mobile phone was still in the living room, and went down to look for it again.

The breathing light on the phone was blinking, and as soon as Ji Ting turned it on, he saw a lot of new messages on WeChat, all of which were birthday congratulations.

Although he retired from the circle, many people who had a good relationship with him before sent blessings.

Ji Ting went back to the room with his mobile phone, and wanted to open it. Zhao Hao's new message came again, so he clicked on it first.

Zhao Hao sent him a happy birthday message and also sent him a red envelope.

It was probably because he didn't reply all the time, and he sent another message after a few minutes.

[You won't sleep, will you? ]

[Still hanging out with classmates?Be careful when playing, don't play too late. ]

[I will pick you up tomorrow morning. ]

Looking at Zhao Hao's news, Ji Ting was still a little messed up, and wanted to find something to do for himself so that he would stop thinking about Shen Zhixing.

After a slight pause, Ji Ting accepted the red envelope unceremoniously, and deliberately did not reply to his message.

Ji Ting quit and returned a few other people's blessings, and scrolled down, but saw several familiar and unfamiliar names in succession.

Several people are next to each other, the time is exactly midnight, and the content is almost the same. You can see "Happy Birthday" even if you click on it.

Except for He Xiaoyang.

Ji Ting's fingers froze slightly, and he clicked on He Xiaoyang's dialog box.

[Happy birthday. ]

[Brother Hao said that they will celebrate your birthday tomorrow, and we all miss you a lot. It happened that An An and I had time, so I asked him if we could go together, and he agreed. ]

[I... let you know in advance. ]

He Xiaoyang has always been very good at talking, and he is also impeccable in dealing with people. Just a few words can make people speechless.

Ji Ting looked at the message on the phone, a little dazed.

The already chaotic mood became more complicated, and all kinds of emotions were mixed together, making him completely at a loss as to what to do.

The door of the room rang at this moment, and Shen Zhixing pushed the door open and walked in.

"You haven't gone to bed yet?" Shen Zhixing saw Ji Ting smiled, "Why, do you still want to sleep with me?"

Ji Ting was so annoyed that he looked up at him, then lowered his head to continue looking at his phone.

Shen Zhixing was taken aback for a moment, probably seeing that he was in a bad mood, so he wisely didn't speak again.

The phone vibrated a few times, and Ji Ting's interrupted thoughts were pulled back to WeChat.

It was Zhao Hao's news.

[? ? ? ]

[What are you playing hard to get with me? ]

Ji Ting's original idea of ​​joking has disappeared at this moment.

He looked at Zhao Hao's news, wanted to reply, and then remembered He Xiaoyang's news, he didn't even have the thought of replying.

Fidgeting through his hair, Ji Ting simply locked the screen, looked back at the person who had already gone to bed, hesitated, and walked over.

The two turned their backs to each other, each looking at their mobile phones, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became more and more strange.

After 1 minute, Shen Zhixing finally couldn't take it any longer, put down his phone and spoke first, "It's getting late, go to sleep, I've turned off the lights."

The room went dark in an instant, only the phone screen was still on.

Zhao Hao's news came again, Ji Ting let out a sigh of relief, but still clicked on it.

[I called He Xiaoyang and they will come together tomorrow. ]

[I didn't intend to tell you, but I don't want to make you unhappy when you come tomorrow. ]

[Okay, happy birthday, go to bed early. ]

The one thing he told He Xiaoyang was exactly the opposite.

Ji Ting stared at Zhao Hao's news for a few seconds, then raised the corners of his lips and showed a mocking smile.

Whether He Xiaoyang wanted to come or Zhao Hao asked him to come, he didn't know.

But he knew that Zhao Hao did this to help He Xiaoyang get closer to him.

In fact, he knew that neither He Xiaoyang nor the others had done anything wrong, but he just couldn't let it go, he just couldn't stand it.

He didn't want to go on like this, but seeing Zhao Hao helping He Xiaoyang so much, he was very upset.

There is a sense of betrayal.

Really didn't want to bother him any more, Ji Ting quit WeChat, put his phone beside his pillow and closed his eyes.

It was like playing a movie in his mind again, replaying the memories that upset him.

After an unknown period of time, Ji Ting has gradually gotten used to the messy memories in his head, his consciousness gradually began to slacken, and sleepiness finally began to sweep his brain.

The person next to him called him softly at this moment, "Ji Ting, are you asleep?"

Eyelids were a bit heavy, Ji Ting slightly raised his eyelids, gave up, closed his eyes and replied, "Not yet."

There was obvious sleepiness in the voice.

Ji Ting thought what Shen Zhixing was going to say, so he braced his confused brain and waited for his next words.

Shen Zhixing didn't speak any more.

In the darkness, the surroundings were quiet, only the breathing of the two could be heard.

Probably because the drowsiness was too strong, Ji Ting couldn't bear it after holding on for a while, and fell asleep by himself.

When he was in a daze, he felt the bed move slightly, and then a hand gently covered his face.

Warm, somewhat familiar.

Ji Ting moved subconsciously and hummed.

In the next second, a voice so soft that it could be described as gentle came to his ears, "Don't think about being unhappy on your birthday."

Because we got together during the Chinese New Year, some of them wanted to go home in the evening, so we had a meal together at noon, which was regarded as celebrating Ji Ting's birthday.

Probably because he was prepared, even though He Xiaoyang and another former teammate Song An came, Ji Ting still didn't show any displeasure.

In addition, everyone is very happy, and Ji Ting is not really a bad face.

Although the meal was tasteless for a while, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Except that Ji Ting didn't talk to He Xiaoyang and Song An during the whole process, everything else was perfect.

The two boys also wanted to go home. Seeing that Ji Ting didn't want to talk to them, they had been holding back their words, but finally couldn't take it anymore after eating.

He Xiaoyang saw the right moment, and when Zhao Hao who was beside Ji Ting got up to go to the bathroom, he took a gift and came to his side.

Ji Ting has been playing with his mobile phone since he finished eating. When Yu Guangyun saw He Xiaoyang, he still didn't see it. He just played with his mobile phone without raising his eyelids.

"Happy birthday." He Xiaoyang repeated this sentence for the first time today, and bit his lower lip in embarrassment, "I remember you liked this brand very much. I bought it for you."

As he spoke, he pushed the gift box in his hand towards Ji Ting, "We'll be leaving in a while, don't ruin your good mood because of the two of us."

He Xiaoyang said this with a face of sincerity, and the people next to him stopped what they were doing and looked at them.

Ji Ting still didn't move.

One of the two was holding something and refused to take it back, and the other was holding a mobile phone, but refused to reach out to pick it up.

After a stalemate like this for half a minute, the two still didn't move, but someone beside them couldn't stand it any longer.

Bloody coughed lightly, "Well...Xiao He, you should put it there first, he won't be able to take so many presents, and your brother Hao will definitely send them back to him in a while."

What he said was to ease the atmosphere, but He Xiaoyang still didn't move.

Ji Ting didn't move either.

Although the more he eased, the more embarrassing he became, but Bloody only hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and spoke again.

This time I said to Ji Ting, "Ji Ting, don't keep looking at your phone."

In fact, Bloody's attitude towards Ji Ting is completely different from that towards He Xiaoyang, and he can feel it at a glance.

But Ji Ting was already very annoyed, and when he heard this sentence, a burst of anger rushed into his heart.

After half a minute, Ji Ting finally raised his head.

Ji Ting's gaze scanned the surroundings, and finally landed lightly on He Xiaoyang in front of him. There was no emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at a stranger.

Ji Ting's reaction made Bloody even more nervous.

He looked at the two of them, and then at the other people who also didn't know what to do, and he only hoped that Zhao Hao would come back quickly.

Although he wasn't sure, Zhao Hao couldn't control Ji Ting's temper if he really lost his temper.

But it was better than leaving him alone.

Facts have proved that Bloody's worry is not wrong.

When Zhao Hao came, it was just that many people were frightened with him.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as Zhao Hao entered the private room, he saw He Xiaoyang sitting in his seat and was stunned for a moment, but he didn't notice anything wrong, instead he smiled, "The two children are chatting? It's okay, you continue."

"Talk more, just chat. We are all brothers. There is no misunderstanding." Zhao Hao walked to the other side while talking, and glanced at He Xiaoyang's hand holding the gift. Ji Tingdao, "He gave you a gift, you can take it."

Bloody didn't expect that the only person he thought could calm Ji Ting would turn out to be the last lead that ignited Ji Ting's anger.

Halfway through Zhao Hao's words, he knew that the meal would probably end in tragedy.

But it was too late.

Ji Ting stood up from the chair, finally met He Xiaoyang's gaze, but it was extremely cold.

With a loud bang, Ji Ting slammed the door of the private room and walked out before everyone could react.

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