[Network] friend of friend

Lu Ziqi's stupid answer put Bai Meng in a good mood.

Although there is still no expression on his face, anyone who is familiar with him can see it from his small movements, such as touching the ring on his middle finger from time to time.

This ring was left to him by his deceased grandfather, and it was very useful for him to give to his future daughter-in-law.

Bai Meng respected his grandfather and always wore it, never leaving his body. He also thought very seriously about giving the ring to his lover.

Before, there was no one who could make him willingly give away the ring, but now he has a treasure, who can always inadvertently make him think of taking the ring back and putting it on his finger.

This feeling of always being influenced by him has really depressed Bai Meng for a long time.

But after a long time, you will get used to it.

Habit is indeed a terrible thing, Bai Meng thought, glanced at the person sitting on the stool taking off his shoes, and thought of the two years of vacancy.

When he was a freshman, he became obsessed with heavy motorcycles, and often went out in the middle of the night to compete with others. The habit of smoking was brought out at that time, and he also spent a lot of money on buying and modifying the car.

Fortunately, he had enough pocket money, so he didn't have to worry about squandering it casually, but in the end he had a car accident while racing and broke many bones.

He happened to be a junior at that time.

In the words of my grandfather, it's lucky if I don't fall to my death.

During his second year of absence from school, his grandfather died.

Cause of death: Excessive work and anxiety.

He has always been a person who does his own way, even if he is a relative, he will not pay too much attention to him. He has a cold temper since he was a child, a problem that he can't even correct.

But since then, he has restrained himself a lot, and he will go home regularly to spend time with his parents, and will not go outside to cause trouble again. He also sold all the heavy motorcycles that were kept in the warehouse as treasures.

These extraneous objects are simply insignificant compared to the loved ones.

"Bai Meng." Lu Ziqi changed his shoes, stepped on the ground, stood beside the man with his head bowed in thought, and called him hesitantly.

Bai Meng glanced at him sideways, and thought of a sentence for some reason——

Some people, if you don't catch up, will probably run away from you.

How firm is this person's love?

Is it worth everything he gave for him?

"All the way." Bai Meng called him suddenly, the voice, even he himself felt a little unreal, but actually echoed on the somewhat empty road, "How long can your love last?"

Lu Ziqi was obviously stunned, unable to react, opened his mouth slightly, stared at him in astonishment, and did not answer immediately.

Bai Meng, who was consciously losing his composure, suppressed his troubled self-esteem, and looked back at him quietly for a while, but he didn't see that he wanted to answer. His mood suddenly turned bad, so he didn't continue the topic, and turned away with his mouth pursed. He lifted his foot and walked away first, regardless of whether the people behind him followed.

"Bai Meng—"

Until he walked a long way, Lu Ziqi's voice came from behind, as if he was going all out, he yelled at him behind him with all his strength——

"I love you till death—"

After it was over, as if he was afraid that Bai Meng would not believe it, Lu Ziqi added another sentence: "Believe me!"

This confession.

Just like those little girls who yelled at random when chasing their idols, I always feel that the credibility is not high.

However, Bai Meng was inexplicably excited and nervous, the hand wearing the ring was pulled tightly, even the palm of the hand was slightly hot, and the thought of wanting to hold that person in his arms kept popping up.

"Yo~ Bai Meng, why are you here?" A boy suddenly appeared on the road not far away, hugged him affectionately, wrapped his arms around Bai Meng's neck and dragged him away, "Let's go, go drink!"

Bai Meng didn't even have the time to look back at Lu Ziqi, and he didn't even have time to turn around and hug him into his arms.

His roommate is from the Taekwondo club, and he has already reached the third-degree black belt. If he is hugged like this, he will only be dragged away. He has no chance to resist. He can hold his breath so that he will not be strangled to death. It's already a miracle.

Not only that, this person also likes to chatter, his voice is so loud that he can cover everyone's voices, and completely kills Bai Meng's idea of ​​yelling for Lu Ziqi to go back first.

Lu Ziqi stood alone on the spot until he could no longer see Bai Meng's figure before he lowered his head in frustration, his heart sinking continuously.

Sure enough, in the end, it was still his unrequited love.

That person obviously didn't care about it at all, but he was like a fool, secretly delighted at the slight improvement in the relationship between the two, and was always thinking wildly about those intimate hugs and holding hands for a long time.

Every night before going to bed, I wonder if Bai Meng already likes him a little bit! ?

It turned out that he was thinking too much.

How ironic.

Vision became a little hazy.

Lu Ziqi didn't dare to blink, for fear that tears would fall if he blinked, so he raised his hand to cover his eyes.

"……hateful!"

With wet palms, Lu Ziqi muttered in a hoarse voice, and leaned against the wall for a long time before he adjusted his mood.

He is not as capable as others, and he can afford and let go.

They are not as good at means as they can use stalking or other methods to achieve their goals.

To put it bluntly, he is just a timid person who loves his lover cautiously. When he is hit, he will only heal silently by himself. I dare not show it again.

It's okay to say he's humble.

Say he doesn't look like a man.

His love has always been like this, he gives a lot, loves deeply, hurts hard, heals slowly, and is cheap enough.

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It took Lu Ziqi three full days to calm down his feelings that would probably never get a response.

He likes to be alone when he is irritable, commonly known as playing missing.

Don't turn on the phone, don't turn on the computer, shut yourself in the dormitory and pretend to be dead, and pretend no one is there when someone knocks on the door, anyway, the uncle downstairs will not open the door for anyone casually.

Just grabbing a pen and squatting on the table to type, I didn't even eat, and just ate bread with mineral water.

After finishing a month's work and eating three bags of whole wheat bread in a row, Lu Ziqi floated away from the chair with two thick dark circles under his eyes, and left.

As soon as he opened the door, Lu Ziqi didn't even have time to howl passionately, "I'm Hu Hansan is back again", when he looked up, he suddenly saw the nemesis standing at the door smoking a cigarette.

Ahhhhh!

boom!

That bold statement finally turned into Lu Ziqi's heartbroken yell, and an impulse, he slammed the door back again, and then stiffly maintained the posture of holding the doorknob, standing behind and panting foolishly.

Why did Bai Meng come here!

It's not here to kill people! ?

Aww, without this kind of thing, unrequited love will not work, and let people live! ?

One or two are all insane!

Bai Meng put out his cigarette and knocked on the door outside: "All the way, open the door."

The voice was low and deep, with a hint of hoarseness, different from the usual coldness, and it clearly conveyed that he was not in a good mood right now.

The self who would lock him out is actually even more insane!

Lu Ziqi stared at the doorknob with blood on his face, summed up silently in his heart, and opened the door obediently.

When he opened the door, he didn't dare to look at Bai Meng's face, but only kept a little courage to look down at his T-shirt.

"what's wrong with you?"

Bai Meng's tone became even worse. With one hand propped on the door frame, he leaned forward, causing Lu Xiao, who had always had no momentum to speak of, to be under pressure. His shoulders shrank, and he almost rolled into a ball and rolled back onto the chair.

what's going on what's going on.

Ask lightly.

When someone confesses to you, if you don't agree, you won't be adjusted.

Can't he be awkward!He was having trouble with himself, but he didn't provoke others, couldn't he!

Lu Ziqi thought angrily in his heart, but what came out of his mouth was another sentence——

"No... nothing."

A man can bend and stretch, but never speak out what is on his mind.

So he had to give in again spinelessly.

"Look up and talk." Bai Meng obviously didn't like the way he was talking with his head down, so he taught aloud.

The tone is so bad.

Lu Ziqi curled his lips slightly aggrieved, and raised his head resignedly, his gaze collided with Bai Meng who was looking down at him.

This man's eyes are always so beautiful.

Obviously everyone has double eyelids, mine looks round but not cold, his looks is so manly, it's really shocking.

Bai Meng stretched out his hand, put it on the forehead of Lu Ziqi who was still silently filling the blood tank, and pushed his lazily half-upturned head up a bit.

"You haven't slept for a few days?" Bai Meng asked in a cold tone, looking at his dark circles with an uneasy expression, his brows twisted into a handsome Chuan, "Possessed by a national treasure?"

Forced to stare at the man's expressionless face, Lu Ziqi's eyes fluttered in panic, and he was a little guilty when he spoke, so he didn't take the time to complain about his low-level jokes, and just said, "Just... three days. "

Bai Meng pinched the flesh on Lu Ziqi's face again, and continued to ask, "Have you eaten for a few days?"

"It's just... three days." Lu Ziqi felt even more guilty, and began to imitate Sister Lin's weak voice.

"..." Bai Meng was speechless for a while, pinching his two fingers that were gently pinching his face, until Lu Ziqi howled a few times with tears in his eyes, "Go eat, come back to sleep after eating."