best day

No one can ignore the life and death of friends, let alone Dewey, who will give his heart to whoever is important.

He tried to call Chen Lu several times, but they all said that he was not in the service area.

Then I watched the news on my mobile phone, and my heart became more and more anxious.

In this case, mutual friends are the easiest to think of.

The only friend he has in common with Chen Lu is Zheng Luolai.

-

"Hello?" The hooligan, who had been sleeping all day, was still a little confused. He was lying on the bed with the microphone in his hand, his voice erratic.

Dewey also ignored the entanglement and embarrassment, and said in a panic: "Sichuan earthquake! Level [-]! Where is Chen Lu now, I can't contact him, what should I do?"

Hearing the name of His Royal Highness, Zheng Luolai sat up involuntarily, pressed his brows and said: "I will find a way."

Du Weien made a sound, dropped the sentence and hung up the phone: "Okay, I will find you later, and I will ask my brother and my father what's going on."

The whole of China seemed to be in a panic that day because of the disaster.

The TV station has cut off all other happy programs and is broadcasting a few news.

The leaders quickly rushed to the disaster-stricken area by special plane, and all kinds of missing persons information was also spread on the Internet.

Everyone will be missed, especially Chen Lu, who has countless fans.

At night, Dewey asked anxiously while scrolling through his chaotic posts: "What should we do, why don't we go to Chengdu to find him?"

Zheng Luolai glanced at him: "It rained heavily after the earthquake, how do you go?"

Dewey lowered his eyes, extremely frightened.

Many classmates who have friends in Chengdu have received news of their safety one after another.

But Chen Lu didn't know what was going on this night, and there was no sign of him appearing at all.

just in case……

While thinking wildly, Zheng Luolai suddenly said in the quiet living room: "Are you okay?"

The phone finally connected.

Dewey hurried over to grab the phone: "Give me, give me!"

Zheng Luolai had no choice but to press the speakerphone.

Encountering such a dangerous thing, Chen Lu said in a strangely cheerful tone: "It's okay, the phone has no signal."

Dewey shouted: "Then you don't go online and tell us!"

Chen Lu smiled: "Lin Yilin came to see me, I was cooking for him, so I didn't care about it."

Lin Yilin?

The class monitor in the first year of high school, with a gentle appearance and a tough heart.

It's fine if you're in love, but you don't look back when you break up.

After a person like that leaves, no one thinks he will come back.

So Dewey was taken aback when he heard that, he could be regarded as an insider who saw the two people's bitter love process, and immediately stammered and asked: "Ah, why did he go?"

Chen Lu felt very proud: "Of course he cares about me."

Dewey felt relieved: "Anyway, it's fine..."

Chen Lu laughed again: "He has a stomachache, I'll go get him some medicine, I'm pretty safe, don't worry."

After the conversation, the communication was cut off.

Zheng Luolai, who only said four words from the beginning to the end, had no expression on his face, just sat there and lost his mind.

Dewey, who was only busy listening to gossip, didn't notice, he stood up and patted his head and said, "Oh, it looks like they are going to reconcile, I just said Lin Xiaomei can't be so cruel, that's great."

"Don't you hate homosexuality?" Zheng Luolai asked suddenly.

Dewey was taken aback.

Zheng Luolai looked at him: "Aren't you angry when you hear comrades, why do you bless them?"

A trace of very suspicious embarrassment flashed across Dewey's face, and then he sighed carelessly: "It's as long as people are happy, why should I care so much, besides, Lin Yilin is actually a good person."

"I've seen it." Zheng Luolai snorted, "I don't like it."

-

He still deeply remembers seeing Lin Yilin in Hong Kong two years ago.

At that time, I hadn't seen Chen Lu for a while, but Zheng Luolai was quite enthusiastic to pick him up at the airport.

I didn't expect that when I saw the young master at the airport, there was a beautiful boy with a very indifferent expression beside him.

Chen Lu, who has always been extremely selfish, can be said to be extremely doting on that young man.

He introduced that the young man was named Lin Yilin, he was someone he liked, he helped him carry the bag and handed him water, and he said "I love you" in Cantonese to him as if no one else was around.

But Lin Yilin reacted indifferently, and when he was in a daze when he was talking, he was a little bit disengaged.

This made Zheng Luolai who was driving the car completely enveloped in a strange emotion.

I had to keep laughing and teasing.

It seemed that once the sound stopped, he would fall into a dark abyss.

-

People, why do you have to love others?

Why do you have to put an irrelevant person on a life height that is more important than yourself?

It doesn't make sense at all.

Zheng Luolai recalled it for a long while, then secretly smiled viciously.

It's a pity that Dewey doesn't have the ability to observe words and expressions, he not only didn't shut up but also jumped around: "Oh, you've only met Lin Yilin a few times, I'm his classmate, he's good at studying, he always helps others, he can do everything... "

Zheng Luolai waved his hand: "Okay, just be honest."

Dewey sat down on the sofa boredly, his stomach rumbled unabashedly.

Reluctantly, Zheng Luolai called the restaurant and ordered takeaway, put down the phone, and the familiar room fell into an unfamiliar silence again.

They didn't know where the endless jokes and the natural fights had gone.

-

Because of the weird atmosphere, the food on the table didn't move much, but he drank several bottles of wine.

Zheng Luolai finally shook the empty whiskey and fell down on the sofa in a slump.

Dewey smirked at the side in a daze: "What's the matter with you, Chen Lu is fine, everyone is happy."

"Is he happy alone?" Zheng Luolai squinted and snorted.

Dewey touched his head to express his doubts.

Zheng Luolai suddenly took his hand, slowly opened his five fingers with his right hand, and then clasped the ten fingers of his left hand.

A person who is usually casual about everything, is very serious about doing this little trick at this moment.

After tightening his grip, Zheng Luolai asked in a bitter tone: "If I'm in danger, will you be worried?"

Dewey was flustered by his gentleness: "Damn, of course."

Zheng Luolai smiled lightly: "Then will you come to me?"

Dewey agreed happily: "Yes."

He just answered instinctively, without imagining that he had the ability to make it true.

Zheng Luolai's smile deepened, but there was not much happiness on his face. He leaned sideways and kissed Dewey lightly, and then said, "Why bother, shouldn't people be more selfish?"

Then, kissed his lips lightly.

Dewey's nervous body was stiff, but his mind became more and more confused due to drunkenness.

Zheng Luolai kissed and kissed, and abruptly swept off the wine bottle on the coffee table, even pushed down the coffee table, and pressed the flustered Dewey on the soft carpet.

Alcohol mixed with the scent of a young man gradually warmed up the atmosphere in the room.

The clothes were peeling off gradually, and the skin-to-skin contact caused Dewey's irrational brain to heat up instantly. He hugged Zheng Luolai in a daze and began to linger.

On the contrary, Zheng Luolai was very clear about what he was doing.

Whether it was because of anger, jealousy, or loneliness, he didn't want the boy in front of him to face things he had never thought of.

Suddenly, Zheng Luolai, who had always been in an active and leading position, withdrew his strength.

Dewey held his shoulders and rolled him over in a deep kiss.

The warmth and even the scorching heat in this second, like uncontrollable magic, suddenly flowed to the most unknown corner of Zheng Luolai's heart, making him feel a burst of sadness.

He still doesn't understand why people should love others, why a person must be with another person.

If he is just him, Chen Lu is just Chen Lu, and life is just life.How perfect that would be.

If you allow your feelings to be controlled by others, then life will create the difference between good and bad.

The best and the worst, Zheng Luolai never dared to imagine.

Dewey, who was in a daze, suddenly felt a little wet and cool on his cheeks. He panted and raised his head, only to see Zheng Luolai for a moment, and blocked his eyes with his arms.

He... actually cried.

Dewey didn't know why, and he didn't dare to ask, so he just carefully kissed Zheng Luolai lightly again.

Without any purpose, without any attempt.

His kisses are as pure as his smile.