That game author keeps trying to drive me crazy

The advertising campaign was so loud that it didn't take long to attract a large crowd of onlookers. Those who were close were lying on the windows to watch, while those who were far away came here on a special trip, and some communicated with their companions on the scene to obtain the first information.

All in all, great fun.

"It's Ye Xiaocao again, how many times is this the first time?"

The two girls next to me have already started gossiping.

"I don't know. It's definitely not the first time. There are quite a few people who went downstairs to confess their love. Will there be fewer people who secretly confess?"

"That's right, but speaking of it, with so many people confessing their love, Ye Zimo is still single?"

"Maybe you have a higher vision."

"Who is the girl who confessed this time?"

"The department flower of the Faculty of Letters is beautiful and popular. How many people do you think are supporting her?"

"have you seen?"

"Well, she looks really good-looking, I feel sorry for him." The girl tut-tsk.

Tan Miao walked out of the crowd silently and sighed.

That's right, he was impulsive just now, and rushed over without knowing anything, if he really said it, he would probably scare Ye Zimo.

After all, this is the kind of love that normal people would talk about.

Tan Miao finally went back.

He sat on the chair, opened the box and took out the glass, rubbed his fingers on the frosted glass, his thoughts were complicated.

He originally wanted to broadcast live casually, but he was really not in the mood, so he didn't broadcast live in the end.

Tan Miao played with his mobile phone absent-mindedly, and stood by the window for a while from time to time, but he couldn't see what was going on at the bottom of Ye Zimo's dormitory. Just when he was upset, the phone rang.

Tan Miao picked it up without even looking at it: "Hello."

"Xiao Miao, when are you on vacation?"

It's Tan Miao's mother.

Tan Miao reluctantly raised her spirits: "It's already been released."

"Then why don't you go home?" There was a trace of reproach in the gentle voice.

Tan Miao was silent for a while: "Well... something happened two days ago."

"Hurry up and come back after finishing your work." Tan's mother continued: "Your brother has already gone home."

"Brother has gone back?" Tan Miao asked in surprise: so early? "

"Yes, it is said that the company has an early holiday this year."

"Got it." Tan Miao suddenly thought of something: "I...I will go home tomorrow."

"En." Tan's mother's voice drifted a little further: "I'll wait for you to come back, and I'll go make some delicious food for your brother first."

Tan Miao was silent for a few seconds: "...ask him to save some for me!"

There was a misty hahaha laughter from the other end: "I won't keep it for you!"

Tan's mother seemed to put down the phone: "Hang up first."

Before Tan Miao answered, the call was disconnected.

Tan Miao thought for a while, opened the ticketing website on his mobile phone, entered the address, and while waiting for the loading, he thought to himself: If there is a ticket to go home, forget it, if not, he will stay for a few more days.

The interface has been loaded, Tan Miao looked at it, and took a deep breath.

There are tickets.

It seems that there is no reason to stay in school anymore.

After buying the tickets, Tan Miao was still confused, and couldn't wait to know where the confession event not far away was going.

But he has no way to get news for the time being. The boys who have a good relationship with him are not gossips. Tan Miao is thinking about asking Xia Lingyu for a question. Girls should be more interested in such things.

Just ask.

Tan Miao just wanted to find an excuse to ask, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of this matter being discussed in the class group.

He hurriedly clicked in to see the latest news.

[Jiang Yu]: "I'm in the same building as her, and I just saw that she has come back."

【He Rui】: "He's back already? How do you know?"

[Jiang Yu]: "It probably didn't work, I think her complexion is not good, and her eyes are also red."

[Sun Xingyu]: "The school grass has really good eyesight, even the department flowers can't see it."

Seeing this sentence, Tan Miao's heart moved, and he couldn't help thinking about the possibility that was most beneficial to him.

Just then, a new message popped up.

[He Rui]: "Extraordinary, the latest news!"

[He Rui]: "Do you know why Xiaocao rejected her?"

Tan Miao resisted and did not take the initiative to send a message to ask.

【Sun Xingyu】: "Why?"

[He Rui]: "I heard it's because the school girl already has a girlfriend!"

Tan Miao was startled, her eyes widened slightly.

Several messages popped up in an instant: "What?"

"Already have a girlfriend?"

"No!"

"Why haven't I heard of it?"

"Really? Is the source reliable?"

Tan Miao: ...

There are quite a lot of people watching the screen.

However, Tan Miao also had the same doubt.

He stared at the phone screen, his heart pounding, his expression serious as if he was waiting for a verdict.

After a while, the number one disseminator of gossip finally spoke.

【He Rui】: "I just asked, it's true."

[He Rui]: "I heard that Ye Zimo hadn't come down, they were planning to give up and go back home, but Ye Zimo suddenly went downstairs."

[He Rui]: "Sihua thought he was looking for her, but she saw the school grass walked towards a very cute girl and went out with her."

The group was silent for a while, then suddenly boiled up.

"I see!"

"Let me just say, it's impossible for someone so handsome not to have a girlfriend."

Others focus on straight men: "How cute?"

But Tan Miao was in no mood to watch it anymore.

He turned off the chat software, lay down on the table weakly, with his face pressed against the table, letting the cold temperature spread from his cheeks to his whole body, and then his eyes fell on the exquisitely crafted glass inadvertently.

For a moment, there was a resentment in his heart.

The scene of eating together in the afternoon made his heart beat almost for the entire meal, because it was really ambiguous.

Turns out he still has a girlfriend.

After the resentment passed, Tan Miao still calmed down.

Since Ye Zimo is a straight man, he can't complain. After all, in the eyes of a straight man, those actions that make him blush are probably just normal things.

Tan Miao sighed and got up to pack her things.

After lying in bed at night, he opened Weibo and posted a new Weibo: "I will go home tomorrow, and the live broadcast will resume tomorrow night [smiling face]."

Ye Zimo, who had just walked to the school gate, heard the notification sound of special attention, immediately took out his mobile phone to look, and then frowned.

Ye Zimo held his mobile phone and walked quickly to the downstairs of Tan Miao's dormitory. When he looked up, the light in his dormitory just went out.

Ye Zimo stood there for a while, then turned and walked towards his dormitory.

In the darkness, his back looked a little lonely.

……

Early the next morning, Tan Miao set off with her suitcase.

He took out his mobile phone and talked to his family, then opened the dialog with Ye Zimo, debating whether to tell him that he was going home.

After deleting, deleting, and modifying for a long time, it still didn't send it out, but changed another way.

Tan Miao took a photo of the high-speed rail station and sent it to Moments, accompanied by a line of words.

"I'm going home, dear friends, see you next year, don't miss me hahahahahaha."

Soon Ji Boyan replied, "Think too much."

And other comments and likes.

But there has been no leaf ink.

After Tan Miao took the high-speed rail, the train and the bus, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.

Hungry, he rushed home to fill his stomach, chatted with Tan's mother about the school situation for a while, and then plunged into his brother's room.

Tan Miao's elder brother is Tan Sen, who is two years older than him.

Because they were about the same age, and they were both boys, the relationship between the two of them was not good when they were young. Fighting and fighting were normal, and even blood was seen when they fought fiercely.

After Tan Sen went to high school and left home, the relationship between the two eased a little, and they pinched each other if they didn't meet each other.

Until now, Tan Sen has been working for two years, and Tan Miao is about to graduate from college. They are both men who can stand up to the sky. The two finally feel like brothers.

Tan Sen was playing a game, a desert island survival game that has become very popular recently. Tan Miao moved a chair and sat next to him, and said softly, "Brother, I want to ask you a very serious question."

Tan Sen was staring at the screen intently, operating the mouse in his hand to let the character drive on the road, and said casually: "Say."

Tan Miao coughed lightly and sat up straight: "You...are you straight?"

Tan Sen: "Poof—"

The car on the screen tilted and almost flipped over.

Tan Sen hesitated, but in the end he didn't turn off the game, and devoted half of his energy to his younger brother: "Why are you asking this?"

Seeing that he didn't deny it, Tan Miao's heart suddenly rang an alarm bell: "No way, isn't it?"

Tan Sen said with a dark face: "Of course! Why do you think it's not?!"

Tan Miao was confident: "Who told you not to answer immediately?"

Tan Sen was speechless: "You asked me such an earth-shattering question the moment you opened your mouth. Do you blame me? Of course I'm straight, a steel straight man."

Tan Miao breathed a sigh of relief, and asked again: "Then why aren't you married yet?"

Tan Sen rolled his eyes towards the sky, told the character to run to a safe area to hide, and finally looked at his younger brother: "It's fine if my parents urge me to get married every day, what are you doing?"

"I care about you."

"Fuck off, don't worry about it, you're younger than me, I'm the elder brother!"

Tan Miao became more confident: "I'm in a hurry just because you are older than me and have reached the age of marriage."

"No..." While speaking, Tan Sen's teammates had already killed the last enemy, and their team won. Tan Sen simply closed the game, turned his butt to face Tan Miao, and belatedly said, "You ask?" What is this for?"

Tan Miao took a deep breath: "You are my brother, so I'll tell you straight."

"I...don't like girls."

Tan's mother was sitting on the sofa watching a TV series after cleaning up the dishes. On the TV, the second female lead was about to murder the heroine. Tan's mother was lamenting why this woman was so vicious, when she heard "Fuck" from the upstairs study roared, accompanied by a huge "plop——" landing sound.

She shook her head, mumbling about how her eldest son couldn't get over his bad habit of "fucking" when he was excited to play games, and then continued to watch TV.

Tan Sen got up from the ground and raised the chair: "Are you kidding me?"

Tan Miao shook her head: "I'm serious."

Tan Sen observed his expression, and after reaching the conclusion that he was not joking, he became serious: "When did you find out?"

Tan Miao scratched her head: "High school."

Tan Sen raised his hand to his forehead.

It's been so long, it doesn't seem to be a whim.

"Then why are you telling me now?"

Tan Miao lowered her head, a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes, then she raised her head: "Isn't this a vaccination for you in advance, if I announce my coming out in the future, you have to help me."

Tan Sen looked indifferent: "How can I help? Do you help to block when you are beaten?"

Tan Miao: "...not so."

Tan Sen shrugged.

Tan Miao said again: "That's why I think so, you get married and have children early, give birth to grandchildren for parents and so on, then my pressure will be less..." The more he said, the more excited he became, and when he raised his head Seeing Tan Sen crossing his arms and looking sideways at him, he immediately changed his flattering tone: "Do you think so?"

"So you think so in your heart." Tan Sen shook his legs: "This is a good wishful thinking."

Tan Miao hugged his arm: "Brother, dear brother!"

Tan Sen shook off his hand: "That's right, your brother even has a girlfriend now, how can you help me?"

Tan Miao looked at him sincerely: "Brother, you are so handsome, you will definitely find him soon!"

Tan Sen's mouth twitched.

This brat, who has been at odds with him for so many years since he was a child, praised him for the first time because he wanted him to get married and have children soon?

It was a wonderful experience to be born under the urging of my younger brother...

Tan Miao's purpose today was to tell Tan Sen about this matter. Although in the end it became a daily bickering pattern unsurprisingly, Tan Sen did not react too aggressively.

On the computer, his teammates urged Tan Sen to play the game. He waved his hand and said, "Get lost."

Tan Miao let out a sigh, and planned to go back to prepare for the live broadcast, and when she was almost at the door, she glanced over with a sentence: "Don't worry, I support you."

Tan Miao turned her head and saw that Tan Sen had already started the game and was chatting with his teammates bluffing.

Tan Miao smiled, opened the door and went out.

He went back to his room, opened the live broadcast room that was about to fall into dust after he hadn't opened it for a long time, and opened his mouth vigorously after the audience came in one after another.

"My audience friends, I, Hu Hansan, are back again! Miss me?!" Tan Miao said while opening the folder where the game was saved: "I have already gone home, and it is not easy to bring the microphone back, so today's sound quality may be different. It won't be too good, everyone is a little angel, you won't mind, right?"

"Okay, today we will continue the 'iwannabeyourL plus four points' of this ink gentleman. Aren't you always curious about what's next? Come, let me take you to find the answer."

While talking, he saw his room manager, ZM, silently starting to work in the live broadcast room.

Seeing his nickname, Tan Miao shook his head, the game just started, and the BGM rang, interrupting his thoughts.

Tan Miao manipulated the little figure and walked towards the icon of the second level.

The author has something to say:

Sweet text, not swollen or abused, so coming out of the closet will not be difficult~