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"So, that's how you two started dating?"

"Okay, it's called Bao. Yangshi is a bloody story about love, I like it!"

In the dimly lit bar box, Ji Baicen had a bottle of soy milk in front of him, and the eyes of the two people on the opposite side were flickering with gossip.

Ji Baicen almost choked when he heard the words, coughed a few times, and corrected by gritting his teeth: "It's a contract and a lump-sum payment."

"Oh~"

"Do you know that paternity agreements are generally not protected by law."

Yu Linyuan dragged the end of his voice, propped his chin with his hands, his eyes fell on the mobile phone that Ji Baicen had been clutching in his hand, and slowly raised his head.

The index finger of the left hand and the index finger of the right hand swipe in front, making a "ten" sign, looking at Ji Baicen, and mercilessly denounced: "Also, in the half hour since you entered the door, you have checked your phone no less than ten times."

"Excuse me, Mr. Ji, who is so full of cash that even we like to read and reply to the small messages we send personally, what are you doing?"

"Leave me alone?"

"Is the mobile phone more interesting than the two of you?"

Ji Baicen put down his phone guiltily, and took a sip of soy milk uncomfortably while talking.

Turning his head, he found a red unread symbol on the WeChat icon at the top of the main menu.

Ji Baicen quickly took his phone and clicked in.

It is Fujixun's hot news push.

Jiang Xiannian's news still stays on the "good night" he told him last night.

Ji Baicen's complexion suddenly sank, even uglier than before.

Yu Linyuan and Mu Luo who was next to him looked at each other: "You know, the most important thing in a relationship is tension and relaxation, coming and going. It's useless for you to cling to him and treat him well, especially at the beginning."

"To seduce, to tease, to be indifferent, to make him interested in you."

Ji Baicen snorted, leaned back on the sofa, crossed his long legs, and curled his lower lip at Yu Lin with disdain.

Mu Luo also teased with a smile: "Why do I remember that when you were dumped a few days ago, it didn't seem like you said that?"

Yu Linyuan raised an index finger and shook it in front of him: "nonono!"

"That was just an immersive experience I had for the new literati design, and I accidentally got a little over the top."

"Now Dad has been resurrected with full blood!"

The bar owner Xu Guoran, who was wearing a dark gray shirt of ascetic style, came in with a fruit plate and snacks and sat between Mu Luo and Yu Linyuan.

Sure enough, Xu was a few years older than the three of Ji Baicen and the others, but the four of them had known each other for more than ten years, and as soon as they got together, they started chatting again.

During this period, Ji Baicen seemed absent-minded, taking out his mobile phone to fiddle with from time to time.

Mu Luo smiled: "If you really can't help it, just give him a call. I personally know that you can't hold back. The more you hold back, the more you think about it, and there will be backlash."

Ji Bocen threw the phone on the table, and said with a sullen face, "What do you want him for?"

"Again, I was just playing around with him."

Yu Linyuan leisurely peeled a chestnut and stuffed it into his mouth: "Tsk tsk, I will give you 500 million if you want to. If you don't do anything, just let someone accompany you to eat and chat. It's really easy to earn money..."

Ji Baicen looked at him: "I'm short of this 500 million?"

Although they have known each other for a long time, they were still shocked by Ji Baicen's inadvertent display of wealth and wealth. Yu Linyuan beat his chest depressedly: "I'm sorry, I forgot."

"Every year, the investment made by your parents for you alone, the interest is tens of millions."

As he said, pretending to be shy, he leaned over and winked at Ji Baicen: "Ouba, you really don't want to play with me? I don't pick sweet or spicy ones, I'm fine with making me laugh!"

Ji Baicen patted his approaching face away in disgust, and said impatiently, "Get lost."

Yu Linyuan complained: "Hey, hey, hey!"

This side is flying around, Xu Guoran was puzzled and said, "Do you think Jiang Xiannian has been with many people, so it's not clean?"

Otherwise, if you have found someone you like, why bother?

Anyway, wouldn't Ji Baicen's character also give him money?

After all, the car I bought for Jiang Xiannian's confession cost far more than 500 million just for the bumper.

Before the last few sentences could be uttered, the atmosphere in the private room was already freezing.

Ji Baicen tugged on his collar, his eyes were cold: "Who are you calling unclean?"

Surprise flashed in Xu Guoren's eyes, and he touched his nose: "I made a mistake, sorry."

Ji Baicen let go of Xu Guoran with a cold face, and slammed the door out of the box.

"Xiannian Xiannian, this is the Wangzai milk that I have hidden for a long time, here it is for you."

"Jiang Xiannian."

"Damn, a big package of unopened spicy beef gluten."

"I told you that you didn't have any more!"

Li Minyu smiled with his shoulders and knocked the bickering two people away, and hugged brand-new cotton gloves, cotton socks and even long johns, smiling kindly, as if he would take out a needle and thread and scratch his head in the next second in a TV series The old mother who sewed for him: "Xiannian, come and see, is there a color you like?"

Sitting at the table, Jiang Xiannian frowned slightly as he watched his roommate keep stuffing things on his table.

The people in the dormitory suddenly became very strange.

His curiosity has never been strong enough, and if he can't figure it out, he doesn't want to.

Staring at the big-eyed boy milk packaged in red for a while, Jiang Xiannian thanked him, took the phone and walked out.

After charging for most of the day, the screen was still black. Jiang Xiannian realized that the inability to turn on the phone was not because of a dead battery, but because of a problem.

Seeing that he was going out, Li Minyu opened his mouth and asked, "Xiannian, where are you going?"

Immediately regretted after asking, the current relationship is actually that they no longer cover up, and unilaterally warmly get close to Jiang Xiannian.

And Jiang Xiannian's eyes were indifferent from beginning to end.

It was as if there was a layer of ice lingering in the beautiful eyes, and under the ice was covered with an indifference that he didn't put in his heart.

It's true not to hate them, but probably not to like them either.

Jiang Xiannian didn't need to tell them where he was going or what he was doing.

He really wanted to be friends with Jiang Xiannian.

Want to take care of him, treat him well.

It's because he's busy, I don't know if he will be hated by Jiang Xiannian.

Li Minyu rubbed his hands awkwardly.

Jiang Xiannian who walked to the door stopped and turned back to him: "The phone is broken, take it for repair."

Li Minyu turned from worry to joy, smiled and waved at him, couldn't help leaning against the door and chattered again: "Repair your mobile phone, the second floor at the south end of the commercial street, the third mobile phone shop from the left is very cost-effective, you You can go here and have a look.”

"Be careful on the road, it gets dark early in winter, don't stay out too late alone."

Jiang Xiannian nodded, and left the dormitory door before Li Minyu said, "Anyway, it's fine, or we might as well go with you."

Following the route Li Minyu said, he found the mobile phone store, pushed open the glass door with the wind chimes and walked in.

The shop owner is a fat middle-aged man in his 30s. After hearing what he said about the situation, he yawned, took Jiang Xiannian's mobile phone and pressed the left button a few times, and slowly connected it to the computer with a data cable. .

"Student Peiying?"

"Ah."

"You have to wait a while, just find a stool and sit down."

"it is good."

"Have you used this phone for several years?"

"Yes."

After three conversations, the shop owner finally couldn't help but look up at Jiang Xiannian, who didn't talk much: "Double Eleven specials, we also hold activities here, you students basically buy and sell, why don't you get a new phone ?”

Jiang Xiannian asked: "Can't it be repaired?"

Just as he was talking, the screen of the unresponsive mobile phone on the glass cabinet lit up.

The shopkeeper unplugged the data cable and handed over the mobile phone: "No, the system of the old mobile phone is outdated, and the memory is also stuck. There will be more crashes like this in the future. There is a big promotion in the middle of the year. You might as well take this opportunity to change it. The new ones are more affordable."

"There are more than 2 cheap phones in the store, which are not expensive."

Sensing that the boss was trying to sell him, Jiang Xiannian took the phone and tentatively swipe the home screen a few times: "It's okay, it's still usable."

"..."

According to the shop owner's many years of experience in the business, good-looking people are generally easier to talk to. This is the first time he has seen someone so good-looking that he can't eat oil and salt.

The store owner gave up the treatment, took out the payment code on the left and pushed it in front of Jiang Xiannian: "50."

After Jiang Xiannian paid the money with WeChat, he found that Ji Baicen had sent him dozens of messages.

Morning 08: 23

【? 】

Noon 11: 29

【Are you angry at me now? 】

[Because I didn't reply to the message, so you didn't reply either? 】

[What is our relationship, why do you have it? 】

Afternoon 13: 03

[Jiang Xiannian? 】

Afternoon 13: 05

【The other party has canceled the call】

Afternoon 13: 26

【The other party has canceled the call】

Afternoon 13: 58

【The other party has canceled the call】

……

There is a missed call almost every 10 minutes, the most recent one was 10 minutes ago, Jiang Xiannian called back with his mobile phone in his hand.

The call was quickly connected.

Jiang Xiannian opened his lips: "Hey, I..."

Before he could explain why he didn't answer the phone, Ji Baicen reported two words: "Address."

Jiang Xiannian was slightly taken aback.

For some reason, Ji Bocen's voice on the other end of the phone seemed to be trembling: "I asked where you are!"

He looked up and looked around, Ji Baicen suddenly hung up the voice call.

Jiang Xiannian pursed his lower lip, and saw "the other party is sharing location" displayed on the top of the chat interface.

Jiang Xiannian clicked in.

Ji Baicen moved very fast, and the heads representing the two of them on the map got closer and closer.

There was commotion at the corner, Jiang Xiannian looked over in response.

Ji Bocen stood less than three meters away from him, his motorcycle jacket outlined his broad shoulders, and the metal zipper on his clothes undulated slightly with his breathing.

It was completely dark, and the street lamps came on gradually, casting shadows on Ji Baicen's chiseled side face, covering most of his expression.

There was only one pair of eyes, beyond the crowd and noise, fixed on his face directly, without evasion and equally irresistible.

It was the busiest time in the commercial street, and the pedestrians coming and going around seemed to be receding and blurring scenes in a movie, only Ji Baicen and the pair of eyes staring at him were left in the field of vision.

Jiang Xiannian's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he subconsciously moved his eyes away.

The severe pain from his wrist woke him up. Jiang Xiannian looked at Ji Baicen who was holding his hand, lowered his eyes and looked away, and followed behind him without saying a word.

After walking for more than half an hour, Jiang Xiannian reached out to grab the corner of Ji Baicen's clothes: "I didn't mean not to reply."

"Phone is broken."

Ji Baicen paused, turned his head slightly, and from the corner of his eye fell on Jiang Xiannian's hand holding his clothes.

Jiang Xiannian's hands are very thin and white. I don't know if it's because they are thin, but they seem to be afraid of the cold. The tone of his voice is lowered, which always reminds him of the coquettish little pear blossom, and he can't help but want to press it in arms.

Thinking of how stupid he was looking for someone, Ji Baicen forced himself to look away from Jiang Xiannian's hand, and said with a sneer:

"Why, do you think I'm so angry because I'm worried about you?"

Jiang Xiannian shook his head.

He didn't think so.

Ji Baicen's expression was indifferent: "I hope you have a little contract spirit, according to the contract, you must return in seconds."

Jiang Xiannian gave a "hmm" and said, "It won't happen next time."

Ji Baicen's expression darkened as if he had punched cotton heavily.

Fortunately, the cold wind that has been blowing for so long has calmed down a lot.

He and Jiang Xiannian are just in a purely nurturing relationship.

You have to look like you are playing.

Ji Baicen looked back at Jiang Xiannian, with obvious hints:

"Starting to live at my house tonight."

Jiang Xiannian nodded almost instantly.

Ji Baicen was at a loss for words, not only did he not feel a little comfortable because of the other party's well-behaved and unpretentious, but became more irritable.

After getting in the car, I chewed hard xylitol one by one.

Jiang Xiannian knew that this was his habit when he was angry, but he didn't know how to coax the angry Jin Zhu.

I had to fasten my seat belt and continue to remain silent.

Passing by the familiar street scene, Jiang Xiannian's eyes moved slightly, and Ji Baicen said:

"Can you wait for me in front for a while?"

Ji Baicen raised his eyebrows, put Jiang Xiannian at the intersection, watched him enter a milk tea shop with ease, and watched him come out with a bottle of steaming drink, and then walked straight in front of him.

Ji Baicen rolled his eyelids: "What is this?"

"Hot sweet milk."

Jiang Xiannian opened the package and inserted the straw into it.

Ji Baicen put his elbows on the car window: "Oh, so what are you going to do?"

Jiang Xiannian puffed out his cheeks, took a small sip of hot air, and handed the straw to Ji Baicen's mouth.

Her clear eyes were incomparably beautiful under the street lamps, and her expression melted into the gentle night.

"Coax you."