I heard you asked me to take a bath

Bai Yan let go of Luo He, but the other party hugged him instead, refusing to let go.

Bai Yan was a little embarrassed: "Well... I have to study late at night..."

"Then?"

"You... give up."

"I can't get up."

"Didn't I hug you already?"

"You can't get up even if you hug, you have to kiss to get up."

Bai Yan twitched the corner of her mouth: "...that's too much."

"Hey~" Luo He laughed and let go of him: "Just kidding."

"I have to go to the classroom..."

"Brother will go with you."

"what are you going to do?"

"Accompany you."

"..."

Luo He stood up and patted his butt, then suddenly fell on Bai Yan, and hugged his shoulders: "Oh, my legs are numb."

Bai Yan: "...too fake."

"Eh? Is that so..." Luo He rubbed his nose and stood up straight with a smile.

Bai Yan is helpless—sometimes he really can't understand this person, sometimes he is very serious, and sometimes he likes to joke, he doesn't know which sentence is true and which is false.

"Xiaobai, let's go buy some food to fill our stomachs first. What do you want to eat, brother treats you."

"...Then... let's grab the pancakes."

"no problem."

The two were strolling on the campus path, and the street lights were already on, casting their shadows long.

After a while, Bai Yan looked up at Luo He, from his height, he could just see his chin and Adam's apple.

"...You regard me as a friend, right?" Bai Yan asked uncertainly.

"Of course." Luo He lowered his head and smiled. In the cold September wind, this smile was warm, "What's wrong?"

"...Because you always describe me as cute, it always feels... like describing a pet..." Bai Yan's expression seemed to be in some kind of distress.

All along, he was not very good at making friends. Even Ding Yao and Zheng Chuan got close after three and a half years together.

In such a short period of time, Luo He told him that he likes to be friends with him. Bai Yan always felt flattered and unreal. He longed for friends very much, but Luo He didn't look like a friend to him. It's more like raising a pet, teasing it on a whim, to relieve boredom.

There was a brief pause in Luohe's eyes, and after only a second, he replied naturally: "What is going on in your little head all day long? Praise you are cute, because you are just so cute, what's the matter?" He stretched out his hand Patted Bai Yan's head: "I sincerely regard you as a friend, but you still don't believe me?"

Bai Yan stared at him blankly for a long time, then smiled, revealing the dimples on her cheeks: "Well, I believe you, Brother Luo."

The two walked to the pancake stand, and Luo He said to the boss: "Two pancakes, add bacon, chicken tenders, eggs, ham, meat floss, luncheon meat..."

Bai Yan: "It's too much, I can't eat it."

"It's okay, if you can't eat, brother will help you eat."

The boss smiled: "Two brothers? The relationship is so good."

"Must." Luo He turned his head and said to Bai Yan, "Did you hear that we have a good relationship?"

Bai Yan turned his head away unnaturally, and replied in a low voice, "...I heard it."

Seeing his fluttering eyelashes, Luo He suddenly had the urge to grab them and kiss him. At this moment, his cell phone rang.

Song Yang called.

"Hey?"

"Come out for a drink." Song Yang was noisy, as if he was in a KTV.

"I'm rushing to draft."

"Maoyan, I just called your landline and no one answered, so where did you go?"

"..." Luo He rubbed his eyebrows, "School."

"School? Are you looking for your little pet again?" Song Yang blocked the people who were coming to toast, and switched his ears: "Hey, let me tell you, the man you dreamed about the day before yesterday, could it be your little pet?" Pets?"

Luo He glanced at Bai Yan, turned around and walked to the corner, and continued: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Really! Dreaming about your little pet?" Song Yang couldn't help laughing, "Let's play it off, Sao Nian."

"Play off?" Luo He snorted coldly, "Have you ever seen the creator of the game play off?"

Song Yang "tsk tsk" twice, thinking, the dead duck's mouth is hard, obviously the game is out of control, and he thought everything was under his control.

"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first."

"Fuck, what are you going to do, hang up on me in such a hurry."

Luo He looked at Bai Yan who was talking with the owner of the finger cake not far away, and said, "I'm busy studying by myself at night."

Song Yang: "..."

"Mr. Song, I offer you a toast!" The person next to him approached with a hypocritical face again, and Song Yang waved his hand impatiently, "I won't drink."

He got up and walked to the outside of the box, lit a cigarette, flipped through the address book in a bored manner, and a row of Yingyingyanyan's names slipped past his eyes, but he was not interested at all at the moment, and finally, his eyes stopped on "Lu Xian" On these two words.

It's strange to say that when I'm bored, I feel that I just want to talk to him.

So he dialed over.

The phone rang for a long time but no one answered, Song Yang couldn't help frowning - in his memory, he has known Lu Xian for so long, it seems that he has never answered his phone.

Several times, after drinking late into the night, as long as a phone call came, within half an hour, Lu Xian would come to pick him up.

what is it today?

In fact, nothing happened. Lu Xian cooked half a pot of porridge at night as usual, fried two poached eggs, ate two bites, and was about to take a bath and go to bed. Just as he turned on the water heater, a jet of water suddenly sprayed from the water pipe connection. Come out and sprinkle him all over.

Lu Xian pinched the shower head, stared at the broken water pipe, his clothes dripped in the water, he took a deep breath——this crappy house is really unbearable!

He rents a self-built house, not far from where he works. The landlord has built five floors, with four people living on each floor. He lives on the fifth floor, and the monthly rent is [-], which is okay and not expensive.

I went downstairs to ask the landlord for new water pipes and tools, and the landlord still looked unhappy, as if he wasted a water pipe.

Lu Xian cursed in his heart: Please, I don't know who built the house, the facilities are so poor!

After returning to his room and closing the door, he saw a missed call displayed on the phone on the table at a glance.

Song Yang's two large characters, at the moment, made his head ache like a curse.

I don't know when the call came, maybe when he went downstairs to look for the landlord, maybe when he was drenched wet by the broken water pipe...

Forget it, the caller at this time is probably drunk again.

Song Yang didn't look for him often, only when he was needed.

After so many years, Lu Xian got used to it.

He was silent for a while on the phone: You want to ask me to pick you up in a place where there is a lot of feasting and feasting?Then I saw you holding an unknown woman in your arms, with lipstick marks all over your collar...

Thinking of this, he just felt panicky in his heart.

So, for the first time, I chose to ignore the missed call.

However, what he didn't expect was that when he was standing in front of the water heater and struggling with how to fix it, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Open the door."

this voice...

Lu Xian hurriedly ran to open the door, only to see Song Yang leaning against the door of his house, with the first two buttons of his shirt unbuttoned and his tie hanging loosely, with champagne in one hand and mobile phone in the other: "Why don't you pick me up?" Phone? Thought something happened to you."

In the middle of speaking, Song Yang suddenly silenced, staring straight at the wet Lu Xian, startled: "What's wrong with you?"

Lu Xian held the water pipe, knowing how embarrassed he was at the moment, he was also a little embarrassed: "Cough, something happened, a little accident..."