Why is the enemy always like this

what are these?

No wonder Sheng Yu treated him strangely today.

"Who is the owner of Post Bar?"

"Now I'm the monitor of class two, the one who sent you a love letter last year but you ignored it and made your eyes swell from crying."

"...do you have her contact information?"

"I have her, and now I will push it to you."

Song Ye looked at the contact information pushed by Xu Shengyi, and clicked Add Contact.

The opposite side has not passed yet. I guess I am in class at the moment and I am not looking at my phone.

But he couldn't wait that long, and patiently clicked and reported all the relevant posts one by one.

Here.

There were still 5 minutes before get out of class ended, Sheng Yu anxiously responded to Zhao Lin's message.

Before he sent a word here, the message from the other side came again.

Neuropathy: "Tsk, why is it so boring outside, I can't wait any longer, I'll look for you, where is your shift?"

Duan Luoen also saw his WeChat page, "Zhao Lin?"

Sheng Yu was irritable, "Who else is this crazy besides him?"

"Fuck, what is he doing in our school? Haven't you met before? Why is he looking for you again?"

"Before he said there was something to do, but I didn't see him."

As soon as he finished speaking here, another message came over there: a photo of a large bouquet of fiery roses.

Neuropathy: "Are you satisfied with the birthday present I bought for you?"

"..."

"This guy is really crazy!"

Duan Luoen no longer knew how to describe this person in human language.

"Master Yu, what should we do now?"

Sheng Yu closed the phone, "There are 3 minutes left, and he probably won't be able to find our class in a while. I'll go find him after class and take him out."

"we can only do this."

The bell for the end of get out of class in the attached middle school rang, Zhao Baolin's only advantage was that he didn't delay the class, and Sheng Yu didn't eat with them after class, and ran to the school gate without even returning to class.

Song Ye originally wanted to tell Sheng Yu that he would not have dinner with him at noon, and he wanted to ask the class monitor of the second class to delete the post, but he didn't expect that Sheng Yu didn't even enter the class after class, and when he went out, there was no one there. .

Just when I was about to go back to the classroom and ask Duan Luoen what was going on, I heard some girls in the corridor excitedly say, "Hey, hey, don't you think that's Sheng Yu from Class [-]?!"

"It's him, it's him! But who's that guy next to him? He's got a huge bouquet of roses!"

……

There were more and more voices discussing, Song Ye stopped walking back to work, and turned to look at the two people downstairs.

As expected, the one with his back turned was Sheng Yu, and the boy standing opposite him was holding a large bouquet of wrapped fiery red roses, which was extremely eye-catching.

20

All classes are basically over, and more and more students in the corridors of the teaching building and around them are looking at them.

The boy holding a large bouquet of roses smiled wantonly against the sun, wearing a large black shirt and paired with large ripped trousers full of graffiti. A large piece was directly exposed at the knee of the hole pants, and the excess part hung down at the foot.

Zhao Lin's hair was cut short in the front, but was tied with a few braids in the back, leaving the hair reaching to the shoulders. The color of the hair is different from the color of normal growth, and it looks like it was re-dyed black the day after tomorrow.

Seeing Sheng Yu approaching, Zhao Lin raised the corners of his lips, Tao Hua's eyes were full of charm, and he opened his arms towards Sheng Yu who was rushing towards him.

Sheng Yu walked up to him and stopped, "How did you get in?"

Zhao Lin lowered his outstretched arms, "Tsk, I haven't seen you for so long, and I didn't say I missed me in the first sentence."

Zhao Lin took two steps forward and hugged Sheng Yu in his arms. Sheng Yu stepped back, but Zhao Lin kissed him on the left cheek the next second.

!!!

Sheng Yu pushed Zhao Lin away suddenly, and saw him looking at a certain direction on the second floor, and then waved his hand. Sheng Yu followed his gaze, and saw Song Ye with a dark face, and Duan Shihua beside him Lorne.

Zhao Lin was being too flamboyant, and students around him had already pulled out their phones and started taking pictures.

Sheng Yu had no choice but to pull Zhao Lin away quickly, and at the same time explained to the students around him: "This is my brother, he just came back from abroad, and he may act a little unrestrained, just take a look."

Before anything happened to Song Ye and him, people in the post bar wrote that. Today, Zhao Lin kissed him and held a large bouquet of roses. Let the group of people see it and decide how to write it!

"Baby, who do you say is your brother?"

Sheng Yu gave him a hard look, "Shut up." Then he pulled Zhao Lin and ran away.

Zhao Lin changed Sheng Yu's hand holding his wrist into interlocking fingers, "Although I didn't throw myself into a hug, interlocking fingers is not bad, baby, I didn't see that you are so enthusiastic about me."

"..."

Sheng Yu didn't stop until he reached a small alley 500 meters away from the school.

He shook off the tightly clasped hands of the two, "Didn't you say you don't want to come to school to find me? And you brought a large bouquet of flowers! Forget about flowers, or roses?!"

Zhao Lin forcefully stuffed the flowers into Sheng Yu's arms, "Birthday gift, do you like it?"

Sheng Yu was going to be so pissed off by his brain circuit, "When have you ever seen a boy give a boy a rose?"

Zhao Lin shrugged indifferently, took out a lollipop from his pocket and put it in his mouth, "I'm not seeing you now."

"..." Sheng Yu was so shameless that he couldn't speak. He handed the flower to Zhao Lin, "You take it, I don't want it."

Zhao Lin didn't answer, he looked at Sheng Yu with raised eyebrows, and asked, "Really?"

Sheng Yu nodded.

"That's fine." Zhao Lin took the flowers.

Sheng Yu didn't expect him to be so easy to talk to today.

It was not an option for the two of them to stay in the alley all this time. Sheng Yu took him to a small restaurant, but Zhao Lin frowned and yelled that he couldn't do it.

Sheng Yu had no choice but to take him to a bigger restaurant. After Zhao Lin saw it, he still said no. In the end, he handed over the choice directly to Zhao Lin.

What he meant was exactly what Zhao Lin wanted.

Zhao Lin drove here today. He is one year older than Sheng Yu and has already passed the driver's license test as an adult.

Sheng Yu was stuffed into the co-pilot by him, and he was a little flustered for a while. He still had classes in the afternoon, but Zhao Lin's posture seemed to be that he had booked the entire afternoon.

"Where are you taking me? I have classes in the afternoon."

The red Bentley was speeding on the viaduct. Zhao Lin opened the windows on both sides. The pressure of the car driving outside the window forced the wind into the car. The hair of the two was blown by the wind. The wind hit Sheng Yu's face. His face was almost deformed by the wind.

"Can you close the window first?"

It wasn't that he couldn't close it himself, but that Zhao Lin didn't let him close it at all. Before he closed it on one side, Zhao Lin lowered the window on the other side.

Zhao Lin laughed wantonly, "Why do you want to close it? Don't you feel very free when you are blown by the wind?"

"Zhao Lin, you are a lunatic."

Zhao Lin turned to face him, "Baby, you only know."

In a blink of an eye, he saw half of his body getting out of the car window, with his hands flying freely outside the car window.

"Fuck! What the hell are you doing!"

The car was out of the control of both hands, and they drove on the elevated road as much as they wanted. Although there were no cars around them now, Sheng Yu was also very scared. He was young and didn't want to end his beautiful life in this beautiful age.

The half of Zhao Lin's body that got out was pulled back by Sheng Yu. Seeing the fine beads of sweat on Sheng Yu's forehead, Zhao Lin squinted his eyes happily, "I haven't seen you in a few years, why have you become so timid?"

Seeing him driving honestly, Sheng Yu finally let go of his heart, "I haven't seen you for a few years, but you are getting more and more crazy."

Zhao Lin smiled instead of anger, "You know me quite well. Then guess where I'm taking you?"

"Dinner." Hearing Zhao Lin's question, he knew he couldn't go back this afternoon, so he asked Duan Luoen to ask for a leave of absence for him, and Sheng Yu closed his phone.

"No."

"No? Don't tell me you have any novel ideas to experiment with?"

Zhao Lin hummed two songs with a brisk tone, "You will know when you arrive."

Sheng Yu ignored him, it didn't make sense with a lunatic.

Not long after he sent a message to Duan Luoen, he received a call from Song Ye.

Sheng Yu clicked to answer, but because the wind was too loud, he couldn't hear what was said, Zhao Lin asked him, "Who is it?"

Sheng Yu ignored him, so he took the phone over, raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the name displayed on the screen of the phone, and then shouted to the person on the other side of the phone: "Sheng Yu is mine today, don't bother calling Our world for two!" After saying that, he turned off the phone.

"You fucking this is my phone!"

"What's the difference between you and me? You are all mine, let alone a mobile phone."

Zhao Lin threw the phone to Sheng Yu.

Sheng Yu took it over and was about to turn it on when he heard him say again, "I'll change your phone for you when you turn it on."

"..."

□□Naked threats to throw his phone out.

In the end, Sheng Yu still didn't turn on the phone.

Here Song Ye was hung up and called again, but the phone was turned off.

The irritability in my heart suddenly poured out like an uncontrollable flood.

He asked Duan Luoen, "Where did they go?"

Duan Luoen shook his head, and told the truth, Song Ye didn't eat after listening, and left with the plate.

Duan Luoen didn't understand the situation, and asked Xu Shengyi: "What happened to him?"

As soon as Xu Sheng didn't know much, he knew that Song Ye and Zhao Lin should know each other. He had seen them meet in middle school.

"Brother Ye doesn't get along well with Zhao Lin."

Duan Luoen was stunned when he heard it, "Huh? The two of them actually knew each other? When did it happen? How did they know each other?"

Xu Shengyi didn't know the details, and Duan Luoen saw that he really didn't know, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Afterwards, the two discussed the matter of the school's post bar. Duan Luoen was filled with righteous indignation and said what those people who wrote these thought, how could Sheng Yu be the one below!

This idea coincided with Sheng Yu's.

After so many days of getting along, Xu Shengyi can also see that his wild god didn't snatch someone's girlfriend at first, but just wanted to snatch that girl's boyfriend. After taking over, it was self-defeating. Flowers are still deeply rooted.

In this case, as a good brother, no matter what others think of him, he naturally has to think about his family.

So he sidetracked and said, "Master Yu doesn't seem quite right this morning. He stopped making eye contact with the Wild God, and he didn't run to our place after class. What's the matter?"

Duan Luoen was also very distressed, brother Yu, who was confidant to him, had something on his mind, "Maybe it's because of that post."

"What post?"

"It's the one who wrote fanfiction. I saw him by accident yesterday, and then something was wrong. But today, it's even more wrong. I guess I had some similar dream last night."

Xu Sheng raised his eyebrows, "You know all about dreams?"

"I guess, he has this problem, he will dream about whatever he thinks about at night."

As soon as Xu Sheng understood, he returned to the classroom and sent a message to Song Ye.

After Duan Luoen learned that Song Ye might know Zhao Lin, he also sent a message to tell Sheng Yu about it, but Sheng Yu's phone was not turned on, so he might not see it until later.

In the afternoon, Lao Zhao came to see him for afternoon self-study, and Duan Luoen found a reason to help Sheng Yu ask for leave.

However, Song Ye, who was fine in the morning, also asked for leave, and Xu Sheng and Song Ye asked for sick leave.

Song Ye walked out of the school with his schoolbag on his back. He didn't know where to find Sheng Yu, but based on the location of Sheng Yu's last phone call and what Zhao Lin was doing recently, he probably knew where the two of them were, so he called them immediately. a taxi.

Zhao Lin took Sheng Yu to a place that looked like a bar, and the word "Tired Bird" was written on the plaque next to it.

Sheng Yu was puzzled, Zhao Lin parked the car and walked over, opened the door with the key, and made an inviting gesture to invite Sheng Yu in.

When Sheng Yu walked in, it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything except the light at the door.

Zhao Lin also came in and closed the door.

"Snapped--"

Turning on the light, Sheng Yu saw the whole room.

The whole room is not too big, and the surrounding walls are all painted with white paint. On the left, there is a taller singing platform similar to a band in a bar, which occupies half of the room, facing the wall in the center of the door. A recessed cabinet design is installed on the top, and there are multiple compartments inside, which seem to be able to hold wine.

There are also several large buckets of paint in the middle of the room, and brushes beside them.

Sheng Yu didn't understand, so he asked Zhao Lin with his eyes.

Zhao Lin didn't say a word, he took out a white shirt and apron out of nowhere and stuffed it into his arms.

"Let's get started, the decoration here depends on you."

"?"

Sheng Yu blindfolded and took everything he handed over.

Zhao Lin staggered to the bucket of paint in the middle of the room, condescended to open the lid of the bucket unwillingly, and took apart the brushes at the same time.

"Why are you standing there? Didn't you learn to draw before? Come and help."

Looking at the brush he stuffed in his hand again, "...I am here to do coolies?"

Zhao Lin took it for granted, "Otherwise?"

"I haven't had lunch yet." Sheng Yu put his things on the table next to him, and looked at Zhao Lin with raised eyebrows.

Zhao Lin raised his eyebrows, "Okay."

21

After a while, the meal ordered online arrived.

Sheng Yu didn't even look at Zhao Lin's order. He didn't see that Zhao Lin ordered shrimp tail, Malatang and beer until it was delivered.

While waiting for the meal, Sheng Yu was forcibly pushed into the inner room by Zhao Lin to change clothes. Only then did he know that the wall was movable and there was another room inside.

Sheng Yu didn't forget that he still had to go to class. He didn't ask for it when Zhao Lin handed it to him, and he didn't hold a lot of alcohol, like his father, who secretly drank it out of curiosity when he was in junior high school. Duan Luoen told him, at most One bottle, any more would be beyond his tolerance.

Zhao Lin didn't care if he could do it or not, he just opened a can of beer, put his arms around Sheng Yu's neck and brought him over, put his arm around his shoulders, and poured beer into his mouth with the other, looking like a villainous hooligan.

"Tsk, I'll be eighteen soon, why are you still acting like a child?"

Zhao Lin's actions were too rough. The wine he was forced to pour into his mouth flowed down his throat, choking him so much that he coughed.

Seeing that the person was coughing, Zhao Lincai let him go again, squinting his eyes and watching Sheng Yu beating his chest with pleasure.

There is no air conditioner or fan in this room. After a lot of tossing, Sheng Yu's forehead is already covered with fine beads of sweat, and his face is also red. He looks cute before, but now he looks even cuter .

Zhao Lin rubbed a circle on the man's hair. Sheng Yu just stopped coughing on one side, and he rubbed his hair vigorously on the other side. Suddenly, he felt that his whole head was about to be rubbed off by Zhao Lin.

"Zhao Lin! If you want to be beaten, just say so!"

Zhao Lin was not threatened by him at all. He raised his head and took a sip of wine, put one hand behind his back, leaned back loosely, squinted his eyes at Sheng Yu, and narrated the facts very plainly: "Baby, what are you doing?" But I."

"..."

Fuck!

He, Young Master Yu, has never met a nemesis since he was a child... No, Song Ye is one of them, but Song Ye doesn't owe this person so much!

Now there is another one, and there is still nothing to do with him!

Resigned to his fate, Sheng Yu picked up the beer that Zhao Lin had just placed next to him.

Since a certain thing has the same result no matter what, he chooses to make himself feel better.

Zhao Lin watched Sheng Yu take a sip of the wine, sat up with satisfaction, opened a Mala Tang and pushed it in front of him, "It's not sweet or spicy."

Sheng Yu picked up the chopsticks, "Where did you know this?"

Zhao Lin also picked up a pair of chopsticks, "Are you talking about your birthday or do you like spicy food, or something you should not eat?"

Before Sheng Yu could speak, Zhao Lin said again: "I know more than that. I also know that you wet the bed once when you were a child, and you were so scared that you didn't dare to leave the room all day."

"..."

This happened when Sheng Yu was five years old.

"How do you know?" Sheng Yu remembered that no one said anything about it.

"I've said it all, only you can't think of it, there is nothing I don't know."

Zhao Lin proudly picked up a piece of fish tofu and put it in his mouth.

Sheng Yu looked at Zhao Lin strangely.

Zhao Lin didn't want to say more, Sheng Yu urged with chopsticks to eat quickly, and then he went to work quickly.

Sheng Yu started to learn painting in elementary school. He has always been lively and couldn't sit still. Ms. Sheng wanted to cultivate a hobby for him so that he could calm down. At the beginning, he also tried some other art classes , such as violin, calligraphy, go, etc., but every class Sheng Yu persisted in two classes and then quarreled and stopped.

The painting that was submitted in the end was requested by Sheng Yu himself.

At the beginning, I also started from the basics, drawing an egg, an apple and other small objects, and then some more technical things.

Basically, I learned all kinds of sketches and gouache paintings in those years.

Even if he took a break in junior high school to catch up with his grades, he would find time to practice later, but he didn't have such a big set board for him to use.

Although it was Zhao Lin who pulled him here today, he was quite willing to do a job.

I have to say that although Zhao Lin is a bit crazy, in some respects he looks like a close friend.

Sometimes he didn't even know how Zhao Lin knew so much, and he didn't tell him when he asked him, just as if he asked someone else to ask.

Zhao Lin likes everything with a sense of ritual. At this moment, he turned off the bright white chandelier, and the room fell into darkness again. One of the spots slowly smudges until it reaches the surrounding white walls.

Under the afterglow, the two teenagers also seemed a little lonely and isolated from the world.

Zhao Lin called it "the sense of art".

Red, green and green paints were spread on one wall by two teenagers respectively, creating a shocking beauty of color.

Clean and slender fingers caressed the splashed paint on the wall, waved it vigorously, rendered it, and the neat wall was immediately dyed with various colors.

Don't do what he thinks, the two immerse themselves in the fun of painting. The theme of Zhao Lin's issue this time is "Trapped Beast". He tries his best to put all the thoughts in his heart in his own hands. Sheng Yu can understand what he wants Feeling, uninhibited, free, indulgent, rushing to the light without hesitation, depraved, lonely, dark, but helplessly addicted to reality.

But knowing is one thing, and painting is another thing. All his experiences are nothing more than the small square inch of his birth and growth. Breaking with Song Ye in junior high school, the depression and loneliness of studying hard.

Although the "trapped beasts" in their hearts were different, they were the same at a certain moment, like a wall was suddenly broken, and they both saw the helplessness hidden in each other.

When Song Ye arrived, Sheng Yu and Zhao Lin had just completed one-third of their workload.

Sheng Yu and Zhao Lin were too involved. Although they were not too surprised when they saw Song Ye coming, they seemed to have a tacit understanding and continued to move on their own. The brush that Zhao Lin brought was useless. At this moment, the clothes, arms, face, and even hair are all dyed with various colors of paint.

Song Ye rushed over anxiously. Seeing this scene, he was a little stunned for a while, but after he realized it, he didn't bother them, and sat beside them quietly watching them raise their hands, wave their hands, and draw every imagination in their hearts.

There was only a dim light in the corner of the room, and the closed windows cut off the noise and glitz of the world. I don't know how long time passed, but Zhao Lin and Sheng Yu didn't stop.

Song Ye sat quietly by the side and looked at Sheng Yu.

Sheng Yu, who is painting, is very different from usual. He can tell that Sheng Yu is serious now, but he is not as tired as when he was studying. Instead, his eyes are shining. Normally, he is enthusiastic. Now the temperament of the whole person is very calm and cold, and his gestures are full of elegance.

Viewed from the side, his outline was different from usual, with the tight brows and the corners of his lips adding a bit of sharpness.

To be honest, Song Ye had never seen Sheng Yu like this.

Even when he was drawing with him when he was a child, all he saw was Sheng Yu who was smiling and cheerful, but he didn't know when that boy could be so serious when he was a child, so... it was particularly eye-catching.

That's right, Sheng Yu is shining now, but why did he give up painting in the first place?

There was an answer in his heart that seemed to break out of the ground, but he didn't dare to think about it.

Just as Song Ye did not dare to tell Sheng Yu that he had given up No.[-] Middle School, Song Ye also did not dare to imagine that Sheng Yu, who loves painting, would give up painting because of the conflict between the two.

The original white walls are now covered with patterns, alternating bright and dark colors, and the madness in my heart is completely vented on each pattern.

It was obviously a mess of intersecting colors and patterns, but Song Ye could see Zhao Lin's depression and depression from these colors.

He can understand Zhao Lin's feelings. To a certain extent, he and Zhao Lin are both "birds" and "fish in ponds". They seem to have everything, but in fact they have nothing, even the simplest light. We must fight for it.

On the other hand, Sheng Yu mostly chose more enthusiastic colors, just like him, overwhelming enthusiasm poured out, and there was a kind of hope in the madness.

And Song Ye was willing to indulge in his enthusiasm and hope.

Zhao Lin and Sheng Yu didn't know what night it was. After painting all the walls, they just felt comfortable.

Zhao Lin and Sheng Yu chose the abstract painting method this time, summarizing the whole picture with geometry and patterns.

Sheng Yu looked at his own painting, as if looking at his own child, showing a fatherly smile, then turned his head to look at Zhao Lin's painting, at the moment he looked at it, he felt a very depressed but could not say no The feeling is like a person on the verge of death extending a helping hand to others, but finds that he is helpless, confused and depraved, and finally goes crazy, the world no longer has me, and I am just me.

Sheng Yu saw Zhao Lin's emotional face before he finished writing. Zhao Lin smiled at him and said, "Why baby, I draw well, right? Do you want to try to understand me and fall in love with me?"

"..."

Pooh!What despair!It must be that girl's outfit!

Sheng Yu rolled his eyes and wanted to go down the ladder, but found someone helping to hold the ladder. He lowered his head and found that it was Song Ye.

"Why are you here?" Sheng Yu really didn't see Song Ye coming over. It's easy for him to overlook some things when he was serious about drawing, but he still hasn't forgotten what happened during the day. The matter is still clearly printed in my mind, and it is still a little embarrassing at the moment.

Song Ye lied without blinking, "Zhao Lin asked me to pick you up."

Sheng Yu got down from the ladder and looked at Zhao Lin. Zhao Lin spread his hands and said, "That's right."

If Song Ye can guess where he is, that's fine, but his favor is not easy to get.

Sheng Yu: "You two know each other?"

Song Ye: "Not familiar."

Zhao Lin: "Of course."

"..."

"..."

The two spoke in unison and were silent at the same time.

"You... what's the situation?"

Song Ye stuffed a wet wipe into Sheng Yu's hand, then took out another one, lowered his eyes and carefully helped him wipe the paint on the back of his hand and arm: "I know it, but I'm not familiar with it."

Zhao Lin glanced at Song Ye, and agreed, "Yes, I know."

"..."

After being disturbed by Zhao Lin's relationship with them, the remaining embarrassment disappeared, and Sheng Yu was even more curious about their relationship.

—

It's already past eight o'clock in the evening, and now I'm rushing back to school to take my schoolbag and go home.

Song Ye simply wiped the paint on Sheng Yu's body. There was too much paint on his body, and he couldn't clean it off. He simply changed back to his school uniform, washed his hands, and went out to eat.

Song Ye insisted not to let Zhao Lin follow, and had to take him back to eat near the school. Zhao Lin looked very depressed, and Song Ye was completely different from him before he came.

Sheng Yu looked funny, pulled Song Ye who was about to leave, and suggested that they eat nearby. After hearing this, Zhao Lin became visibly happy, "Children, I invite you two."

I can speak normally, and I no longer call my baby in a weird way.

Sheng Yu looked at Song Ye, Song Ye looked back at him, then looked at Zhao Lin, who was walking in front of him loosely but not slowly, then leaned over to Song Ye's ear, and asked him: "What are you two? Why is he so afraid of you?"

Song Ye: "Is there?"

Sheng Yu nodded affirmatively, "As soon as you came, he became more normal. You don't know, before you came, this lunatic didn't even hold the steering wheel, and even leaned out half of his body, which scared me Jump."

Hearing this, Song Ye raised his eyebrows.

22

Several people arrived at the place to eat.

Zhao Lin brought them to a restaurant that looked more upscale. After the waiter brought the order menu, Zhao Lin ticked off a few dishes, and then handed the menu to Song Ye. Song Ye raised his eyelids to look at him, but didn't take it.

"Yes." Zhao Lin handed the menu to Sheng Yu again, and Sheng Yu took it, and found that all the dishes he wanted to order had already been ordered, and he didn't order again.

Zhao Lin handed the menu to the waiter, and the waiter went out to pass on the dishes. Before the waiter went out, he specially emphasized that some dishes should not be spicy.

Sheng Yu looked at it in a daze, and became more and more curious about their relationship.

The situation of the three of them was awkward. Zhao Lin pulled Song Ye to talk, but Song Ye didn't want to talk to him. He often asked a question, but Song Ye didn't say anything, or answered with a single syllable.

The system jumped out at this time: "Host, the rival in love has appeared, please prepare for battle at any time!"

"..."

Sheng Yu looked at Zhao Lin, then at Song Ye, "What am I preparing for? You want to tell me that Zhao Lin is actually a playboy, and he forgets me when he sees a newcomer?"

System: "The host must be vigilant at all times. If you don't work hard, Song Ye will be hooked away by the goblin!"

"..." The love rival mentioned in the co-author is not Song Ye but Zhao Lin?

"How did you know that Zhao Lin would be my rival in love?"

System: "This system is an intelligent system. Anyone who tries to get close to Song Ye will be automatically judged as uneasy and kind. The host please drive away the little goblin who tries to seduce Song Ye, and take back the rightful position."

"... Song Ye and I were originally friends, no, you won't be knocking on my cp with him too, right?"

The system that Sheng Yu saw through at a glance didn't panic: "I'm doing this for your own good, please quickly regain Song Ye's attention, otherwise the system will implement mandatory instructions."

No one can disassemble it as an official match!

The system huffed.

Sheng Yu looked at Song Ye with a cold face, and Zhao Lin was talking to him with a smile. Before he could do anything, he heard a cold mechanical voice in his mind: "The compulsory system is ready, please host to do it." Get ready."

!!!

"ten."

"Nine."

Sheng Yu: "..."

"seven."

"Hey wait, wait! I'll do it myself! I can do it myself! I'll hurry!"

"Three...forced pause, is what the host said true?"

"Really." Sheng Yu gritted his teeth and looked at the two who were speaking.

The system stopped and said, "Please come on, the host."

dog system.

System: Hehe.

Zhao Lin noticed Sheng Yu's gaze, raised the kettle at hand, and asked him, "Drink water?"

Sheng Yu took the kettle from his hand with a dark face.

Zhao Lin raised his eyebrows, and then he saw Sheng Yu's face changed, and he smiled and poured the original boiled water in Song Ye's cup into the trash can, and then poured him another cup with his own hands, "The first thing poured into the cup A glass of water is unhygienic, it is used to wash the glass, drink this glass."

"Yeah." Song Ye's lips twitched slightly, and he pushed Sheng Yu to drink from the glass in front of him.

Throughout the night, whenever Zhao Lin talked to Song Ye, Sheng Yu would ask Song Ye, "Drink water?"

Regarding Sheng Yu's question, Song Ye has always been easy to talk to, "Drink."

So after the whole night, Song Pian didn't eat much, but drank two big pots of water.

In the end, when Sheng Yu asked Song Ye again if he had any water, but Song Ye hadn't said anything, Zhao Lin couldn't stand it anymore.

"Sheng Yu, you can do it, why don't you let him eat water as a vegetable? You have to eat and rest after eating vegetables, and drinking water is not the way to drink it."

Sheng Yu stopped pouring water, Song Ye glanced at Zhao Lin, Zhao Lin's opened lips were closed by his stare, and cursed secretly.

Song Ye turned to Sheng Yu and said, "It's okay, I just happened to be thirsty."

This was the first time Sheng Yu saw Zhao Lin so aggrieved. He raised the corners of his lips and smiled at Song Ye, "Do you want to rest?"

Song Ye: "..."

Sheng Yu picked up the water glass on the table, took a sip by himself, and then brought the water glass to Song Ye's lips: "Brother Ye, I have tasted it, this glass is very sweet, different from other water."

Then he looked provocatively at Zhao Lin who dared not speak out, and laughed even more wantonly.

Hmph, let you bully me, now someone can cure you, right?

Zhao Lin looked at Song Ye and took a sip of it very disappointingly, and looked at Sheng Yu with resentful eyes.

Sheng Yu has Song Ye as his backer, so naturally he is not afraid of him, so he put another piece of lotus vegetable on Song Ye's dinner plate, "Brother Ye, this dish is delicious, don't look at the pepper, it's actually just seasoning. It's not spicy at all, try it."

Song Ye picked it up and put it in his mouth, and finally commented, "It's delicious."

Zhao Lin looked at the two of them with a look of "hate that they can't make steel", then as if thinking of something, the corner of his lips curled up, leaning on the chair, and asked: "Sheng Yu, let's play games together Who was that little boy who was with you that day? He was so jealous that he wanted to take a gun and blow my head off."

"A friend." Sheng Yu held back a smile, looked at him and said, "You know him."

Zhao Lin raised his eyebrows, "I know him? Could it be Duan Luoen, right? When did you get together with him? It hurts me too much..."

Song Ye raised his eyelids and glanced at him again. Zhao Lin caught his gaze and abruptly turned the words on his lips, "It's so sad."

Sheng Yu sandwiched a brown sugar glutinous rice cake, "It's not him."

"not him?"

"Ah."

"Who is that? Is there anyone else you and I know in common?"

Sheng Yu was chewing something, and looked at Song Ye with a sly smile in his eyes, "Brother Ye, someone is asking."

Song Ye looked at Zhao Lin: "It's me, do you have an opinion?"

Fuck!

Zhao Lin has never played a game with Song Ye before, so naturally he doesn't know his game account. His original intention was to sue Sheng Yu in front of Song Ye, so that he could still be so arrogant. He didn't expect to sue the right owner directly Here it comes.

Zhao Lin swears, but he dare not swear in front of Song Ye, for fear of spoiling the child, holding his breath alone, he dare not order wine, and drains the water in the glass in extreme depression.

Then Song Ye asked seemingly unintentionally, "What did you do while driving today?"

Hearing this, Zhao Lin paused, and looked at Sheng Yu unconsciously. Sheng Yu looked like a powerful traitor, and put another dish on Song Ye's plate, "Ask you, what do you think I'm doing? Answer."

Zhao Lin: "..."

Pretending to be calm, "I'm not doing anything, just drive well."

"Fart, what about the freedom and madness you pursue? If I hadn't stopped you, you would have jumped off the roof of the car."

Zhao Lin narrowed his eyes and looked at Sheng Yu, "Kid, don't talk nonsense."

revenge!Absolutely naked revenge!It must be seen that he is a younger brother, and he deliberately sued him in front of Song Ye!

Sheng Yu squinted his eyes and looked back at him, "Yo, this is a kid? Why don't you call me baby?"

Song Ye: "Honey?"

Sheng Yu: "Yes! He kept calling me baby this afternoon. You heard it when he came, right? And he forced me to drink! If I don't drink, he will attack me!"

"..."

Song Ye raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Lin: "Hands up and down? Force him to drink?"

Zhao Lin: "...You, you must not talk nonsense! Song Ye, I have nothing, I have nothing