no!Can't!I don't allow it!

His eyes were very red with anger, and there seemed to be a voice roaring and neighing in his body!Song Zicheng had no sense at all, and couldn't restrain the beast in his body. He ran towards the entrance with bare feet, and when he was about to stretch out his hand to tear the two of them apart, He Chumo seemed to hear a sound, a face full of lust , suddenly lifted up.

In his eyes, there was the emotion that Song Zicheng wanted to pretend he didn't understand.

And, a fleeting touch of disgust.

Song Zicheng was completely stunned by his stare, he couldn't help but slowly put down his raised hand, as if he lost all his strength in an instant, the anger and unwillingness gushing out of his chest, heartache and sadness all disintegrated in an instant.

It was like being splashed with a plate of cold water from the head, from body to heart, there was only a trace of chill left.

Song Zicheng suddenly felt sad.

Lin Qiao also blushed. When he saw Song Zicheng in front of him, he seemed a little surprised. His slightly red and swollen lips parted, and he said in a low voice, "Zicheng... why are you here?"

Song Zicheng looked at Lin Qiao, sneered, and asked himself in his heart, why is he here?

How can he be here?

He shouldn't be here!

Besides, what are you doing now?Running from the room impulsively, interrupting his fiancé's good deeds, are these things he can do?

Song Zicheng didn't dare to look at He Chumo's face anymore. Although he could guess that He Chumo's eyes were filled with disgust, he didn't dare to question or complain. He could only swallow the anger and grievance that this nominal The status of fiance is not enough for him to have this qualification.

Song Zicheng bit his lip forcefully, forcing himself to calm down, turned around and ran back to the room.

He didn't want to know what the two of them would do in the future, and he didn't want to care if He Chumo would get angry or be more bored with himself. He just wanted to sleep.

Yes, he's going to sleep.

Song Zicheng put on the earphones, turned up the music keys on the earphones, buried his head in the pillow, and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, until he couldn't hear any sound from the outside world, and then began to cry.

Why!

Why should he congratulate Chumo!

No sleep for one night.

Song Zicheng had two big dark circles under his eyes, and his heart was in such a mess that he couldn't sleep, so he simply got up to wash up, and it was only after five o'clock when he cleaned up.

Today is the start of the new semester, and it is also the freshmen's entrance day. The art department he works in is thin, and the college counselors can't wait to split everyone in the college into three people, so students like Song Zicheng, who are not in the student union, are also called out. Ask back to school for help.

Before opening the door, Song Zicheng stood in front of the door, staring at the doorknob for a long time, as long as he thought of the scene of He Chumo and Lin Qiao embracing last night, he would feel sick for no reason.

Really disgusting.

But the most disgusting thing is the self who doesn't know how to look back and bears it again and again.

Song Zicheng clenched his fists and finally opened the door.

Looking at the entrance, the glass decorations that were overturned last night are still scattered on the ground, and the fragments are scattered all over the place. The morning sun shines into the villa through the glass windows and reflects on the glass pieces on the floor, refracting beautiful light.

Song Zicheng stayed where he was, and looked at the second floor again, feeling numb in his head, and a burst of bitterness filled his throat, making his throat feel hot.

In the end, Song Zicheng sighed, put down his backpack, and planned to go to the utility room to get tools to clean up the mess on the floor.

He was concerned about face and didn't want the clean Aunt Li to see this scene, and he was even more afraid that the old man would find out if it spread, which would hurt his old man's heart.

Song Zicheng was thinking like this, but when he passed the sofa, he saw He Chumo curling up his legs, sleeping soundly on the sofa.

Song Zicheng looked at the man with long hands and long feet on the sofa, and couldn't figure out what he was feeling for a while. He seemed a little surprised, but also a little happy. In the surprise, he was even more afraid of waking He Chumo, so he stood on tiptoe and took a step away , looking greedily at the person on the sofa.

He Chumo's eyelashes are short, but the roots are distinct. His handsome sleeping face has lost the strangeness and indifference of the past. Song Zicheng looked carefully and found a thin mole on his left earlobe.

This little discovery made him as happy as a child who ate candy, but he didn't dare to look any further. He walked lightly, went to the utility room to get a broom, and cleaned up the broken glass on the ground. No loud noise was made.

Picking up the backpack on the ground, Song Zicheng thought about it, went to the room and took a small blanket, covering He Chumo's body.

Maybe it was the sudden warmth, He Chumo in his sleep murmured comfortably, and even turned over, so frightened that Song Zicheng's hands trembled, fearing that he would wake up and dare not stay any longer, so he hurried out the door.

Song Zicheng walked in a hurry, completely unaware that in the corridor on the second floor, a figure slowly walked out the moment he closed the door, looking sadly at the person on the sofa on the first floor.

The villa area where He Chumo is located is very close to the university where Song Zicheng is studying, and it only takes about ten minutes to walk. The morning air is refreshing and fresh, and Song Zicheng's mind still has He Chumo's sleeping face, and the cool breeze blows on him. On his face, he blew away his discomfort and sadness from last night, making him feel much better.

He Chumo is sleeping on the sofa, does that mean that nothing happened between He Chumo and Lin Qiao last night?

Song Zicheng's heart was both sweet and chaotic, a little thing was enough for him to let go of the sadness of last night, although he knew that these unnecessary expectations would only make him suffer more pain and pain in the end, but he just Can't help falling for it.

Ding!

It was the notification sound from the mobile phone. Song Zicheng took out the mobile phone and swiped it open. Dozens of information about departments and groups were displayed on the message bar.

Counselor Lao Bi: [Children, have you woken up yet? Remember seven o'clock, gather at seven o'clock this morning, be on time!on time!Be punctual! 】

Student [-]: [didn't get up]

Student [-]: [didn't get up]

Student [-]: [didn't get up]

Student [-]: [didn't get up]

......

Counselor Lao Bi: [(quietly looking at your naughty emoticons)]

......

At this time, a private message came in. Song Zicheng clicked on it, and it was Liu Weizhuo, the chairman of the student union.

Before the holiday, in order to facilitate contact, the college established a group for the students who organized the reception of freshmen. Liu Weizhuo and he were both in the group. Liu Weizhuo took the initiative to add his WeChat through the college group.

But Song Zicheng was a little transparent in the college, and he didn't know the president of the student union at all before.When he was a freshman, if it wasn't for Ji Changqing, who was flamboyant and handsome, and Li Zhihui, no one would have known Song Zicheng, so when Liu Weizhuo added him as a friend, he was a little surprised.

Liu Weizhuo: [Morning, have you had breakfast? 】

Song Zicheng thought about it and replied:

【Going to buy. 】

Liu Weizhuo: [I just bought Xiaolongbao, I bought an extra one, do you want to eat it? 】

......

Song Zicheng felt a little strange, did this person have any other friends, and he didn't know him well, why did he ask himself if he bought too much?

Song Zicheng was not able to cope with these good intentions, so he quickly declined: [Thank you, no need, I already bought it. 】

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