Tender trapping

In the past few days, Zhuo Minghui seemed to have a sudden change of temperament, and he always returned to the dormitory on time according to the access control time.

Although the few people in the dormitory were trembling, for Ran Xu, he also liked to spend time in the library and studio. In this way, Zhuo Minghui not only had no influence on him, but made Sun Cheng calm and honest— —At least he won't think about locking Ran Xu out of the door anymore.

On the weekend morning, Ran Xu planned to make the first draft of the promotional materials for Lin Yingying, and got up from bed at eight o'clock to go to the library.

He took his clothes away as quietly as possible, but without thinking about it, he still quarreled with Zhuo Minghui.

Young Master Zhuo was obviously very upset, with a big face, he got out of bed, and dragged Ran Xu to the corridor.

Ran Xu was holding something in his hands, his legs and feet were inconvenient and the floor tiles in the corridor were very slippery. He was pulled by him and fell to the ground again.

The corridor on the weekend morning was eerily quiet. The two stood one on the other and sat on the ground, staring at each other. The scene was awkward.

"Did you fall on purpose every time?" Zhuo Minghui tried his best to keep his voice down, but the blue veins on his neck still showed his displeasure.

Ran Xu got up from the ground, dusted off his clothes, was familiar with Zhuo Minghui's bad temper once and twice, and replied calmly: "Why do you always drag me suddenly?"

"If you don't quarrel with me, can I drag you?!"

"How did I know you were such a light sleeper..." Ran Xu clenched the USB flash drive in his hand, and carefully blew the ash on it, "I tried to keep my voice as low as possible."

He was also very helpless. After all, the accommodation conditions of the Second City Academy of Fine Arts were like this. Four people squeezed into a room of [-] square meters, and the slightest movement could affect each other. Getting up early isn't much of a problem.

"Forget it, I won't mention this to you." Zhuo Minghui changed the subject, maybe it was because it was cold in the corridor outside, and the always strong Young Master Zhuo couldn't bear it, so he folded his arms and continued, " Let me ask you, have you been in touch with my brother since then? Answer after thinking about it. "

His eyes were fixed on Ran Xu, like a big cat that was overly cautious about its territory.

Ran Xu didn't understand why he was so obsessed with this matter, so he asked, "Didn't you already take that business card away? What's the problem?"

"I'll just ask you, have you still contacted him?" Zhuo Minghui paused every word with a serious expression.

"What do you mean?" Ran Xu became cautious.

"Earlier, my brother called me suddenly and scolded me, telling me to go back to school. Does it have something to do with you?"

Ran Xu now understood that Zhuo Minghui thought he was making a small report with Zhuo Wenlang, and that's why he was holding on to him.

He sighed helplessly: "Zhuo Minghui, let me tell you the truth, I really have no interest in snitching on your brother... Besides, you always commit crimes at school, and the elder brother should take care of you. Isn't that normal too?"

Actually, it's not normal, Ran Xu thought.

Because from the beginning to the end, neither of the Zhuo family brothers mentioned anything about their parents, as if they were the only two brothers left in this city.

"It's not normal." Zhuo Minghui shook his head, denying it quickly, he paced on the spot, frowning, "It's really not normal...Zhuo Wenlang wished I would make a big fuss, it would be better for him to be comfortable in prison. "

"What are you talking about?!" Ran Xu's eyes widened, and he realized that he was overreacting, so he coughed lightly twice to cover up his gaffe, "No matter what he says, he is your brother, and he must wish you well . " Inadvertently, he had completely stood on Zhuo Wenlang's standpoint.

"What do you know, little lame." Zhuo Minghui spat.

Ran Xu was very uncomfortable when he scolded him inexplicably, but he was too lazy to argue with a bastard like Zhuo Minghui, so he took something and walked out while he was not paying attention.

The north wind was cold, and when he was walking alone on the road, he would think of Zhuo Wenlang again and again.

Ran Xu knew in his heart that he and such a person belonged to two worlds, and the few encounters had ended. If there were no accidents, they should not have any intersections again.

But it is undeniable that everything about Zhuo Wenlang is so attractive to him.

When he was with him, Ran Xu's heartbeat was always abnormally fast.

However, he absolutely did not dare to take a step beyond.

In the past 20 years, he has learned to restrain his desires, whether it is what he wants, what he wants to do, or who he wants to love... Before he was able to pay for his desires, Ran Xu only Can choose to escape.

He's not even an ostrich with his head buried in the sand, he's just yellow sand on the ground, which will disappear if thrown into the sea of ​​people.

The days go on.

It's almost Christmas, Minority has a lot of guests this weekend, Ran Xu had to peel the fruits in his hands quickly, and didn't care about carving the ones that were there.

The chef, with his three-month-old belly, kept patrolling the back kitchen, spitting out a few obscenities from time to time, either because he thought others were slow, or that the food he made was too bad.

Fortunately, Ran Xu's position is relatively remote, and he will not be noticed when working with his head tucked away.

At the same time, Feng Shenghao walked into the nightclub with a phone in one hand and a cigarette in his mouth.As soon as the door was opened, the sound of electronic music overwhelmingly overwhelmed the sound of the earpiece, making it annoying.

Mr. Feng was indeed in a bad mood today, and his brows were frowned tightly.

"Fuck, why are you letting me go when I'm already here?" He cursed into the receiver, "I don't want to be alone with that surnamed Wu... Are you sick? Look at his pig Can you be hard? Forget it, the pig is just flattering him... Let me tell you, if he really messes up in front of me later, I'll smash his cucumber, don't blame me! "

"Mr. Feng." The manager went up to meet him, nodded and bowed, as Quan Dang didn't hear anything just now.

Feng Shenghao didn't give him a good face when he saw him, and rolled his eyes: "Your boss is really good at calling people... Where are the booths, where are you staying?"

"This way please, the fruit plate and snacks are ready."

"fruit dish……"

Feng Shenghao muttered to himself, then turned around and whispered something in the manager's ear.

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At 10:30 in the evening, it was the craziest time in the nightclub. Ran Xu counted the time, and there was still one and a half hours before his shift, so he could pack up his things and go back to the dormitory to rest.

When the manager hurried into the back kitchen and grabbed him to change into the waiter uniform, Ran Xu didn't react at all: "Manager? What's going on?"

"There's not enough manpower outside, you go first." The manager didn't look at him when he said this, he took out the clothes from the dressing room and threw them on Ran Xu, "Hurry up and change."

"But my legs..."

"Oh, that's fine, why don't you walk slowly when serving wine?"

Ran Xu had nothing to say, and he couldn't say anything - the manager had already taken good care of him, so there would be a shortage of manpower, so it was reasonable for him to be on top.

It is said to be a waiter's suit, but it is actually a suit made of not very good fabric, and the size is a bit large. Ran Xu has to tie the belt tightly to ensure that the trousers do not slip down.

When walking out, he just bumped into Mao Kang.

"Ran Xu? Why did you come outside?" He put down the things in his hand, and quickly dragged Ran Xu aside, "My dear mother, what did you think, let you out? Isn't this a wolf? Rabbit, did the fox see the chicken!" The northern boy always spoke in the same way, and Ran Xu was in a daze at him.

"what's the situation?"

"You don't know, but a difficult person came today!"

Fox tail can't hide