best day

Breath is hot, tears are cold.

Likes are hot, dislikes are cold.

Anger is hot, disappointment is cold.

Maybe it was warm yesterday, but it's cold today.

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Zheng Luolai thought that after returning to Beijing, Dewey would be so angry that he would jump and lose his temper again, but he didn't.

He can answer the phone, and he speaks in a listless manner. If he wants to ask him out, there must be countless reasons to refuse. Chat tools like QQ are online all day long, and Ermeng never knocks again.

This indifferent feeling of being ignored really made Zheng Luolai a little at a loss.

He spent the May Day holiday with nothing to do, went to the company to work for two days, and finally couldn't help but resorted to the last method when he got home.

on the game.

A guy like Dewey who suffers from not playing anything for a day must be reluctant to part with his World of Warcraft account.

I climbed up and pulled out the friend list to see that he was indeed online.

Zheng Luolai lit a cigarette, hesitated for a moment before starting to chat with him secretly.

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[Private chat] [ZLL]: Take me to level up.

[Private chat] [Smart enough to feel guilty]: Don't you just stop playing?

[Private chat] [ZLL]: I want to play again.

[Private chat] [Smart enough to feel guilty]: I'm playing a dungeon...

[Private chat] [ZLL]: Then I'll wait for you.

[Private chat] [Smart enough to feel guilty]:——|||

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After finishing the cigarette and eating an apple in boredom, Dewey's shiny elf hunter came late.

He took out the motorcycle without saying a word, and when Zheng Luolai sat in, he drove into the dungeon familiarly, and then left a word that surprised people.

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[Private chat] [Smart enough to feel guilty]: I'll let my classmate take you, I'll take a shower, you just follow him.

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Zheng Luolai was speechless, silently manipulating the characters to follow the hunter who frantically shot and killed mobs, and finally started to play tricks uncontrollably.

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[Private chat] [ZLL]: Can you let Dewey come over and play with me o(≧v≦)o~~ Has he finished washing?

[Private chat] [Smart enough to feel guilty]: He went to the next door to watch the poker player

[Private chat] [ZLL]: X﹏X please let him come over, I’m his girlfriend and he’s mad at me

[Private chat] [Smart enough to feel guilty]: --Aren't you a man?

[Private chat] [ZLL]: (╯﹏╰) He asked me to practice the male account, and told me not to let bad men harass me [Private chat] [Smart enough to feel guilty]: I fuck this idiot

【Private Chat】【ZLL】: /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

[Private chat] [Smart enough to feel guilty]: Why is he angry?

[Private chat] [ZLL]: (@?a href="/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection" class="__cf_email__" data-cfemail="731d33">[email protected])~ Sorry to say...

[Private chat] [Smart enough to feel guilty]: It's okay, you tell brother, brother will clean him up

[Private chat] [ZLL]: I went on a trip with him, and he asked me to sleep with him in the hotel... I think I am too young, I want to wait until after I graduate from junior high school... He left me in Hangzhou and went back to Beijing ONZ, until now he still refuses to talk to me, woo woo, don’t tell him I told you, he will hit me o(>﹏<)o...

[Private chat] [Smart enough to feel guilty]:! ! ! ! ! !

[Private chat] [Smart enough to feel guilty]: Damn it, I'll wipe it! ! ! ! ! !

[Private chat] [Smart enough to feel guilty]: He is still human, I really didn't see it! ! ! ! ! !

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The unknown classmate quickly disappeared, probably upholding justice.

Zheng Luolai sat in front of the computer and smiled, thinking that birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups, and the friends made by these bastards are not very smart.

Not five minutes later, the phone by the desk rang.

Zheng Luolai wisely pressed the speakerphone, and Dewey's roar came out instantly: "You are insane, what nonsense! Listen, he is a man, he is really a man! You talk !"

Zheng Luolai couldn't help but hold back his laughter.

Dewey cursed a few more words angrily, and soon cut off the communication again.

With his personality, if he doesn't clear things up today, he won't even be able to fall asleep.

Zheng Luolai was afraid that Dewey would bring his classmates to his home for inspection, so he picked up his wallet and wandered to the nightclub to pass the time.

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Drank a few bottles of Heineken, spent hours with some beauties,

Then drive back to the community, the time is already close to dawn.

Zheng Luolai was smoking a cigarette while holding the steering wheel to turn. Just when he was glad that he was not troubled by the traffic police today, he suddenly saw his familiar figure downstairs.

Dewey's eyes were almost turning into pandas, he rushed over angrily and kicked the bright sports car, and said angrily: "You are too annoying, go and explain it to me!"

"Are you kidding me? Besides, you can show people the photos of your trip to Hangzhou?" Zheng Luolai walked out leisurely.

Dewey froze for a moment, his face froze for a moment, then he turned to leave.

Zheng Luolai reached out and grabbed his arm: "What are you doing, do you want to break up friendship?"

Dewey was still in a bad mood because of the travel, he didn't know why he didn't have the mood to joke anymore, so he shook off the rascal and said, "I have class today!"

Zheng Luolai asked softly: "Why do you care so much about my reaction now? You didn't care before. Whether I like Hangzhou or not, whether I eat or not, you didn't care before."

"Isn't it right to care about friends?" Dewey asked awkwardly.

Zheng Luolai smiled: "One person wants to make another person happy so much, it seems a bit beyond friendship."

Dewey snorted, "What do you think, I really don't care now, bye."

Zheng Luolai's expression suddenly became serious: "Dewey..."

Ermeng was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

Zheng Luolai obviously wanted to see him very much, and obviously felt various discomforts due to the Cold War.

But rather than adjusting the atmosphere, he wants to pierce the layer of window paper that shouldn't exist, and say a rare truth: "Don't like me...it's not worth it."

Dewey was silent for a moment, and then he backed away as if scalded by hot water: "Who, who likes you, fuck, I'm not gay, are you crazy?"

Seeing this guy's unhappy expression, Zheng Luolai had the illusion that he had committed a crime.

The tug-of-war between reason and sensibility is staged fiercely again.

In the end, he took out his cigarette case and pretended to be casual and said: "It's better not to meet each other. If I can't control it, we won't have a good time in the end."

control what?What happens if you can't control it?

Dewey didn't ask, he said in a depressed voice, "Who wants to meet you, I don't want to see you again!"

Throwing away the words, he ran away in a panic without even keeping a look.

Zheng Luolai stood there with a wry smile, thinking that breaking up on bad terms might be a good ending.

But he is not a god, how could he think that this is not only not the end, but also just the beginning?

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That evening, Dewey was taking a photography class outside, and was dangling around to take pictures of the tasks assigned by the teacher. Suddenly, a classmate stopped him and said in a good tone: "Hey, hey, look."

Dewey took a look and saw that it was mobile phone news.

“北京时间5月12日14时28分，四川汶川发生8级强烈地震，成都等地震感明显……”

After watching it, my mind was immediately overwhelmed.

Isn't Chengdu the location of the Chen Luna Music School?