President of Zhuma PK

Ren Sikai suspected that he had heard wrong.

He stammered and repeated: "You just...did you say that you would...stay here tonight?"

Song Ci said, "Yes, can I?"

"Yes! Of course!" Ren Sikai felt that his face must be red.

He stood up abruptly and said, "I'll go and talk to my mother."

When passing by the door, Ren Sikai said to Qin Song who was still standing there: "Uncle, don't you want to go?"

"En." Qin Song agreed, and let Ren Sikai go out sideways, but kept his eyes on Song Ci.

Song Ci looked at him without dodging or avoiding, expressionless.

Qin Song said in a deep voice, "Song Ci, you are playing with fire."

Song Ci said: "I would rather be burned to death than let you play with me."

Qin Song was silent for two seconds, then suddenly smiled with unknown meaning, then turned and left.

Song Ci took off his armor.

He secretly regretted that he shouldn't have said so impulsively that he wanted to stay overnight, even if he said to stay a little longer.

How should he explain to Li Fan that he didn't return home at night?

After a while, Ren Sikai came back.

"The guest room in our house hasn't been used much, and it's all turned into a utility room now." Ren Sikai said, "You may want to share a bed with me."

Song Ci couldn't get off the tiger now, so he could only say, "No problem."

Ren Sikai tried his best to behave normally, and said, "Well, it's past eight o'clock now, why don't you go take a shower first?"

Song Ci stood up and said, "Okay."

Ren Sikai opened the closet, found a white cotton T-shirt and a pair of shorts, and handed them to Song Ci, "Put them on after you take a shower, they are all newly bought, I haven't worn them yet."

Song Ci took it over, "Thank you."

Ren Sikai took Song Ci to the bathroom, and carefully adjusted the water temperature before coming out.

He went directly to his parents' room and asked, "Mom, where are the sheets and quilts that you changed for me a while ago?"

While putting on the mask, Ren's mother said, "Why are you looking for sheets and quilts?"

Ren Sikai said quite naturally, "Change."

"Didn't it just be changed two days ago? Why did you have to change it so soon?" Before Ren Sikai could answer, Mother Ren suddenly realized, "Oh, it's for Song Ci again, isn't it?"

Ren Sikai smiled embarrassedly and said, "Song Ci has a cleanliness habit, I want him to sleep cleanly."

Mother Ren said: "Okay, I see, I will change the mask for you after I put on the mask."

"Then hurry up." Ren Sikai said, "I'll take the old one down first."

Ren Sikai closed the door and went out. Father Ren flipped through the newspaper and said, "It's such a trouble to bring a friend back, but if I bring a girlfriend back tomorrow, it will be a disaster?"

Mother Ren smiled and said, "I've never seen our son take such good care of anyone. It seems that he really likes this friend."

Father Ren said: "However, Song Ci is really likable. He is smart and calm beyond his age. It will be beneficial for our son to be friends with him."

Mother Ren added: "And she looks very good-looking."

"Yes, it looks good." Father Ren said with a smile: "You said that you are so old, and you are always a nympho, and you are not afraid of children's jokes."

Mother Ren said: "If I hadn't been a nympho, I wouldn't have been determined to marry you. I even severed the father-daughter relationship with my dad for you."

Ren's father got a headache when he heard her mentioning that year, and hurriedly said: "Aren't you going to help your son change the bed sheet and quilt? Don't dawdle, go quickly."

Mother Ren had already put on the mask, she turned her head and glared at Father Ren, went to the closet to find a set of sheets and quilt covers, and carried them to Ren Sikai's room.

Ren Sikai was taking off the pillowcase.

Mother Ren asked, "Where is Song Ci?"

Ren Sikai said: "I let him take a bath first."

Mother Ren said while she was busy: "Your father just said that if you bring your girlfriend back in the future, you don't know what will happen."

Ren Sikai laughed dryly and said, "What are you worrying about? How can high school students fall in love early? You have to study hard and make progress every day."

Mother Ren said: "My son is so handsome, I don't believe there is no little girl chasing you in school?"

"Of course I have. The girls chasing me can go around the playground several times." Ren Sikai said, "But how high-minded I am about your son, not everyone can appreciate it."

Mother Ren put on the mask, she wanted to laugh but couldn't, "It's up to me. What about Song Ci? There must be more people chasing him?"

Ren Sikai said in his heart: Song Ci is already your son's man, and the others can only stand aside.

"Oh, mom, why are you so gossip?" Ren Sikai said, "Hurry up and change, Song Ci will be out of the shower soon."

The new bed sheet has been laid, and Mother Ren said while putting on the quilt, "Hey, let me ask you, is Song Ci's family not in a particularly bad situation? It's strange to go out to work at such a young age and look at such a delicate child. Distressed."

Ren Sikai was silent for a moment, and said: "Song Ci's parents have both passed away, and now he and his elder brother depend on each other. They rent a house outside, or share with others. The two of them live together in a small house of more than ten square meters. His brother and his He was about the same age, and dropped out of school to work for Song Ci to go to school. So Song Ci studied very hard and lived very hard. On the second day of the holiday, he went to find a summer job."

Mother Ren sighed, and said, "The child of the poor has long been in charge of the family, no wonder Song Ci is so steady. You must help him more in the future, you know?"

"En." Ren Sikai said: "Don't let Song Ci know what I told you just now. He has a strong self-esteem and never talks about family affairs with me. His brother told me what he just told me."

Mother Ren said, "Don't worry, your mother is not stupid."

After putting on the quilt, Mother Ren hugged the changed sheet and went out.

Ren Sikai turned on the computer, planning to find a movie to watch with Song Ci later.

As soon as he clicked on the webpage, Song Ci came back from the shower.

Seeing Song Ci wearing his clothes, Ren Sikai felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Within a day, the distance between him and Song Ci seemed to be shortened by a somersault cloud.

He went to Song Ci's house, and Song Ci came to visit his house again, Song Ci is still wearing his clothes now, and they will sleep on the same bed later.Today's progress is faster than in the past few months.

"Aren't you going to take a bath?" Song Ci asked.

"Wash, wash now." Ren Sikai stood up, "If you feel bored, you can play on the computer for a while."

"Okay." Song Ci glanced at the brand-new sheets and quilts, feeling touched in his heart.

Ren Sikai went to take a shower.

Song Ci took out his mobile phone, walked to the window, hesitated for a moment, and dialed Li Fan's number.

The call was quickly connected.

Li Fan said, "Hey, what happened?"

Song Ci never called him when he was at work, he always sent text messages, so Li Fan subconsciously felt that something must have happened.

"No." Song Ci paused and said, "I won't go home to sleep tonight."

Li Fan was silent for a moment and asked, "Why?"

Song Ci said: "I want to stay at my classmate's house."

"Ren Sikai's house?"

"Ah."

Li Fan fell silent, and a clear singing sound came from the receiver, which should be the guests in the box singing.

After waiting for a long time, Song Ci finally heard Li Fan say: "Okay, I got it. I'm going to get busy, goodbye."

After speaking, Li Fan hung up the phone.

Song Ci's "goodbye" had already reached his throat, and he swallowed it again.

He thought, what did Li Fan's silence just now represent?

Are you angry?But why are you angry?Isn't it normal to go to a classmate's house to stay overnight?

Or are you worried?Worried about what will happen to him outside?

Song Ci never could figure out what Li Fan was thinking, so he simply gave up.

Song Ci walked to the computer desk and sat down, browsing the webpage for a while, but didn't see anything.

Soon, Ren Sikai came back from the shower.

"Have you found any movies you want to watch?" Ren Sikai asked.

"No." Song Ci said: "I'm very tired today, I don't want to watch it, let's go to bed early."

"Okay, listen to you." Ren Sikai suddenly remembered something and said, "Wait for me."

After speaking, he turned and went out.

After a while, Ren Sikai came back with a hair dryer.

"You have to dry your hair before going to bed, otherwise you will get a headache." He plugged the hair dryer into the power strip on the computer desk, and was about to blow dry Song Ci's hair.

"I'll do it myself." Song Ci was about to stand up, but Ren Sikai pressed his shoulders onto the chair, "Don't move, I'll help you, it doesn't take much trouble."

Song Ci had to sit and let Ren Sikai dry his hair.

This is the first time that Ren Sikai has done such a thing for others since he was so old.

He had seen his father do this to his mother before, so today he wanted to follow suit.

He inserted his fingers into Song Ci's wet hair, and dried it bit by bit with a hair dryer.

It was obviously a trivial matter, but it made Ren Sikai's heart throbbing uncontrollably.

He really likes getting along with Song Ci so much on a daily basis, if only he could live like this for a lifetime.

Song Ci's hair was dried quickly, Ren Sikai blew his own hair casually, and then went to bed with Song Ci.

Song Ci sleeps inside, Ren Sikai sleeps outside.

They shared a summer quilt with a distance of one person between them.

In the darkness, the two of them lay stiffly on their backs, even breathing lightly.

Ren Sikai suddenly said: "Do you know why I am called Sikai?"

Song Ci asked cooperatively, "Why?"

"The homonym sky, the sky." Ren Sikai said: "When my mother gave birth, it was raining heavily, but when I was born, the rain stopped immediately. After the first rain, the blue sky was like washing, the clouds were light and the wind was light, this is me. Dad’s description, so he named me SKY, homophonic sky, hoping that I can be like the sky after the rain, clear, vast, and lofty.”

Song Ci said: "Uncle is a man of artistic conception."

"What about you?" Ren Sikai said, "What's the meaning of your name?"

Song Ci was silent for two seconds, and said: "My name was originally benevolent Ci, which was chosen by my mother. She hoped that I would grow up to be a kind person. Later, I changed it to Bibie Ci, bid farewell to the past, and started again."

It's just a word change, but there are many unknown encounters in it.

Ren Sikai said, "Song Ci, can I hold your hand?"

Song Ci hesitated for two seconds, then stretched out his hand, Ren Sikai held him and interlocked his fingers.

"Believe me, everything will be fine. In the near future, I will definitely try my best to let you live the best life." Ren Sikai paused and said, "Of course, you are much better than me, you don't need me I can help you live the life you want. However, I will still do my best to let you live the best life in the shortest time and make up for all the hardships you suffered before."

There were thin tears in Song Ci's eyes.

His fate was so unfortunate, yet so fortunate.

Because of Li Fan, but also because of Ren Sikai.

"Thank you." Song Ci said: "But don't do anything for me. I will use my own hands to get what I want. You only need to live your own life well, which is the greatest help to me."

Ren Sikai was silent for a moment and said, "Okay."

But he didn't think so in his heart, for Song Ci, he was willing to give everything.

Song Ci said, "I'm sleepy."

"Go to sleep." Ren Sikai said, "Good night."

"Good night."

Their hands were still intertwined.

Ren Sikai listened to Song Ci's breathing gradually became slow and long, so he lay on his side facing Song Ci.

He stared intently at Song Ci who was half an arm away, almost overwhelmed by overflowing tenderness.

Ren Sikai never thought that one day he would fall in love with someone so crazily.

He thought that if Song Ci let him die, he might die willingly.

Love is really the scariest thing in this world, it makes people crazy.

However, if you are not crazy, you cannot survive.

Some people can't meet a person who makes them crazy in their whole life, but he met the best Song Ci in his best years. Isn't this the greatest favor from heaven for him?So he should feel lucky and grateful.

Song Ci suddenly turned over and lay face to face with Ren Sikai.

Ren Sikai stretched out his other free hand to brush away the broken hair on Song Ci's forehead, and then took advantage of the situation to trace his facial features from the air.

This is his Song Ci, the best Song Ci in the world, the Song Ci that he must love with his whole life.

Ren Sikai withdrew his hand.

Although sleepy, he still closed his eyes.

He didn't dare to stare at Song Ci's face anymore, he was afraid that he would uncontrollably make deviant behavior.

Song Ci lay quietly for a while, then suddenly moved again.

Ren Sikai opened his eyes suddenly.

Because Song Ci lay directly in his arms, with one arm still around his waist!

Ren Sikai's chin was pressed against Song Ci's forehead, and his nose was full of his smell.

Song Ci's breath was all over his bare neck, causing slight tremors.

Ren Sikai's lower body reacted almost immediately.

But he didn't dare to move, for fear of waking up Song Ci.

This is heaven, and it is also purgatory.

The boy's body couldn't stand such a cruel test at all, and he broke out in sweat after a while.

The night is still long.

Looks like I'm doomed to have no sleep tonight.

Ren Sikai is not the only one who can't sleep tonight.

And Li Fan.

Li Fan sat on the floor leaning on the bed, with several beer cans scattered around his feet.

He still held a can of beer in his hand and kept pouring wine into his mouth.

He stared blankly at the wall in front of him, as if he was looking at something, but he didn't seem to see anything.

He took another sip of wine, reached for the mobile phone beside the bed, and opened it.

No calls, no text messages.

He threw the phone back on the bed.

Li Fan couldn't help thinking, what is Song Ci doing now?

At this time, you should be sleeping, right?

Will Song Ci lie in Ren Sikai's arms like in his arms?

What would Ren Sikai do to Song Ci?hug him?touch him?kiss him?Or do something more intimate?

Li Fan didn't dare to think about it anymore, he was afraid that he would go crazy.

No matter what Song Ci and Ren Sikai did, what did it have to do with him?

They were lovers, and whatever they did was reasonable, it was not up to him, an outsider, to point fingers.

He was just an outsider, a useless outsider.

I dare not reach out to grab it, but I can't let it go.

Indecisive, useless one.

Li Fan stared at himself like this.

"what!!!"

Li Fan roared violently, and threw the beer can in his hand against the wall.

Beer burst from the can and spilled all over the floor.

At six o'clock in the morning, the phone alarm clock rang.

Song Ci woke up, reached for the phone, and turned off the alarm clock.

Sitting up, there was no figure of Ren Sikai beside him.

Song Ci got out of bed, changed into his own clothes, opened the door and went out, only to see Ren Sikai curled up on the sofa in the living room and fell asleep.

He walked over, knelt down, and called softly, "Skye."

Ren Sikai did not fall asleep, and woke up almost immediately.

He hurriedly sat up and asked hoarsely, "Are you leaving?"

"Yeah." Song Ci said, "Why are you sleeping here?"

Ren Sikai had already thought up his speech, "I snore in my sleep, so I'm afraid I'll disturb you."

Seeing that his eyes were bloodshot, Song Ci felt guilty.

"Go back to your room and sleep, I'm leaving."

"I send you……"

"No need." Song Ci pressed his shoulder, "Don't come to the restaurant to look for me today, it's not a good place to study."

Ren Sikai had to listen to Song Ci's words.

"Then be careful on the road, and you must call or text me when you get home."

"Understood." Song Ci stood up, "Say hello to my uncle and aunt for me."

"Okay." Ren Sikai got up and walked him all the way to the elevator, "Remember to call me."

"Okay." Song Ci walked into the elevator and waved to Ren Sikai outside the elevator, "Goodbye."

Ren Sikai waved and said, "Goodbye."

The elevator doors closed.

Ren Sikai looked up and watched the floor numbers jump all the way to one, then walked to the window, looked out, and didn't turn back until Song Ci's figure disappeared.

Ren Sikai returned to his room.

The quilt was spread evenly, and the T-shirt and shorts Song Ci wore last night were neatly folded on the bed.

Ren Sikai took off the clothes on his body, changed into the clothes Song Ci had worn, then went to bed, and lay down where Song Ci had been lying last night, his whole body was enveloped in the smell of Song Ci.

He curled the corners of his mouth and smiled brightly.

Suddenly remembered something, Ren Sikai hurriedly got up.

He took out the photos taken in the aquarium from the pocket of the trousers he wore yesterday, picked out the best one, and replaced the single photo of him on the bedside, staring at it for a long time, the more he looked, the more satisfied he was .

Song Ci chose the photo and forgot to take it away.

Ren Sikai thought happily, now he has a reason to go to Song Ci.

Song Ci returned home, opened the door, and was startled by the scene inside.

There was a strong smell of alcohol, and there were many beer cans scattered on the ground, and Li Fan curled up among the scattered beer cans, lying on the tiled floor without a pillow or a cover.

Song Ci hastily closed the door and walked over, kicked away the beer can, knelt down beside Li Fan, put his arms around his neck, picked him up from the ground and leaned him into his arms, shouting loudly: "Li Fan! Li Fan! Wake up! "

It took him a while to wake Li Fan up.

Li Fan's headache was about to split, his throat was dry and astringent, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

He straightened up, leaned back against the bed, and asked hoarsely, "When did you come back?"

"Just now." Song Ci stood up and poured a glass of water, and passed it to Li Fan when he came back, "Drink the water to moisten your throat."

Li Fan drank it all in one gulp and felt much better.

Song Ci squatted beside him, looked at his emaciated face, and asked in a deep voice, "Why do you drink so much wine?"

Li Fan rubbed his aching temples and said, "I want to drink."

Song Ci sensed his prevarication, fell silent for two seconds, and asked tentatively, "Did something happen to you at work?"

Li Fan said, "No."

Song Ci frowned, "Then why? You can't drink so much for no reason."

"Are you finished?" Li Fan suddenly became impatient, "I said I want to drink and I want to drink, can you stop asking?"

Song Ci's heart suddenly prickled.

Li Fan hadn't spoken to him in this tone for a long time.

He was even more convinced that Li Fan must have encountered something difficult, and he didn't want him to know.

But he had to ask, because no one could support Li Fan except him.

"What happened?" Song Ci said, "Tell me, we will solve it together."

"No, there's nothing wrong with it." Li Fan said irritably, "Even if there is, it's my own business, I don't need your help, just take care of yourself, don't fucking bother me."

Going on, there is bound to be a quarrel.

"Okay, I won't ask any more." Song Ci stood up, "Go to bed and continue to sleep."

He put the overalls in his schoolbag and said, "I'm off to work, I'll talk about it when I get back."

Li Fan sat there quietly, without responding.

Song Ci didn't say anything, opened the door and went out.

He paused at the door, took out his mobile phone to check the time, then turned into the kitchen, washed rice and vegetables, cooked porridge and stir-fried vegetables, then put the bowls on plates and put them on the dining table, then hurriedly picked up his schoolbag and went to work.

When taking the elevator downstairs, Song Ci sent a text message to Li Wei: "I cooked porridge and stir-fried vegetables. It's on the kitchen table. After waking up, heat it up in the microwave. You must eat it."

Li Fan heard the phone ring.

Bring it over and see Song Ci's text message.

He sat stiffly for a while and replied, "I'm sorry."

Obviously the last thing I want to say is sorry, but I always have to say it.

Song Ci replied quickly: "It's okay. Go to sleep."

Li Fan struggled to climb onto the bed, pulled the quilt over his head.