I fell off the horse after pretending to be Mengxin

——We have a good relationship,? Moreover, we are quite familiar with each other.

A few simple words - have been lingering in Wei Yu's heart, if Wen Yu didn't say it too suddenly,? He would have taken a radio to record it, and put it in his ear to play it on a loop.

He sent it to the dormitory group at that time.

[Wei]: Brothers, good news, good news, come out and listen!

[Roommate A]: Start playing.

[Roommate B]: What are you doing at night?I'm going to send out new packages tomorrow, right? It's numb.

[Wei]: I have made great progress with the senior.Just now he himself admitted,? I have a very good relationship with him.

[Roommate A]: ...That's it?

[Roommate A]: I feel that I have a good relationship with you,? Can you do 0 for me?

【guard】:? ? ?

[Wei]: Get lost, spoiler.

—A group of bad friends don't speak human words.

Wei Yu was not interested at all, just as Wen Yu came over after talking to the boss, he was about to put down his phone, and finally got news from his roommate who had lost contact with him.

[Roommate C]: I have a friend who knows Wen Yu's roommate's friend,? By the way, I asked some questions for you.

Can this relationship be more complicated?

[Roommate C]: As far as his roommate knows, Wen Yu—Xiang is a loner with many acquaintances but very few friends.

[Roommate C]: If you are really considered a good friend by him, then your relationship has surpassed most people.

Wei Yu looked at this line of words, and the violent beating of the heart in his chest couldn't be stopped at all.

He was so happy that he almost jumped up. The corner of his mouth couldn't hide the smile, and he typed:

[Wei]: Seriously?

[Roommate C]: It's absolutely true.In the whole dormitory, you and I are the only united front, come on,?—you must remember to help me become the king.

necessary!

Wei Yu cheered silently.

He unilaterally declared that the slaves are the cutest creatures in the world.

"What's wrong?" Wen Yu came over, and saw Wei Yu holding a mobile phone and giggling, as if he had won a million-dollar lottery.

Wei Yu quickly replied "OK" to the hero, stuffed the phone into his pocket, and smiled brightly: "Senior, what do you want to eat?"

"It's all right, just watch."

Thinking that it was Wen Yu's treat, Wei Yu didn't dare to choose expensive ones, so he randomly picked a barbecue restaurant near the company.

Meituan marked that the boss is enthusiastic, and the price is favorable, which looks pretty good.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the barbecue restaurant has just opened, and the flow of people has not yet gathered.

They found Zhang to sit down in the upwind place, and Wei Yu took the initiative to sit by the aisle, which was convenient for serving dishes, and it was a seat to take care of guests.

This is what he learned from the group of uncles who pursued his own mother.

When I was a child, my mother often took him to this kind of wine club to socialize. Whenever my mother's comrades were not going well, she would lift Xiao Weiyu up, saying that this kid couldn't sit still, and insisted on going back to watch the guardian sweetheart saint girl or something. .

Affected by her, Wei Yu couldn't get used to this attitude of serving others since she was a child.

Unexpectedly, there is still a useful day.

After asking Wen Yu about his taboos or favorite dishes, Wei Yu ordered the dishes neatly and handed them to the waiter.

The shop was not fully operational yet, and it would take more than ten minutes to warm up by the fire, and the two chatted - did they - chat.

Wen Yu is actually a person who can find topics.

Getting along with him will never feel awkward, even though Wei Yu's tension has been shown on his face, he quickly relieved it in a few words.

Wei Yu swallowed a sip of wine, his stomach was empty, there was nothing to cushion him, and it was easier to get drunk after drinking.

As soon as the order was placed here, the shirtless barbecue brother set up an oven at the door, burning coals in full swing, with a dragon tattoo on his arm showing his teeth and claws.

Wei Yu couldn't help but take a second look.

"Do you like it?" Wen Yu followed his gaze, paused for a while on the tattoo, and smiled lightly, "I remember you used to joke about where you wanted to get it tattooed..."

As if recalling, he stretched out his hand over the table, his fingertips landed on Wei Yu's eyebrows in a daze, and tapped lightly.

Wei Yu's slightly drunk face exuded a slightly higher temperature than usual, and Wen Yu's fingertips seemed to be slightly cool, with a comfortable atmosphere that only belonged to seniors. Before his eyes - flowers.

Wen Yu actually didn't just touch-touch, his finger didn't intend to leave Wei Yu just like that, it gently stroked the scar on the trail, with obvious pity.

"Yes, it's here." Wen Yu lowered his voice and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

...does it hurt?

It's such a long time ago, who knows, who remembers.

I don't know if it hurts or not, but Wen Yu's hand was cold and he was hot.

Wei Yu's heartbeat was unprecedentedly violent, he could almost hear the sound of the thing beating in his chest, like fucking fireworks.

He couldn't see his own face.

But he thought, that unsatisfactory skin must be redder than red, because his whole body is almost burning up!

Wei Yu stood up abruptly, he was nervous, his expression was as cold as a piece of ice, people who didn't know thought he was getting angry.

He pursed his lips, said in a low tone, "I'm going to the bathroom", and then left the seat as if fleeing.

- Drilled into the bathroom, only to find that the women's toilet was strung together in a daze, and Wei Yu blushed and ran to the next door.

His brain was in a mess, even if he told himself to calm down countless times, it didn't help.

In fact, if you think about it calmly, the scars between men of the same sex are nothing at all.

It's that he's too sensitive.

As soon as his heartbeat calmed down, he couldn't help recalling the information provided by his roommate, and that little sign of persuading him to go back was growing again, tickling his heart.

A man chasing a man is not like a man chasing a woman. The thick-skinned direct gift-show-send pierces this layer of window paper. If you are more open-minded, you can continue to be friends if you fail.

Facing Wen Yu, he was as cautious as a little wild cat hiding in the grass. He was too afraid to scare the snake, and even more worried that he would scare the senior and leave bad memories in his heart.

fuck fuck fuck.

The more Wei Yu thought about it, the more irritable he became, his teeth almost broke the tender flesh of his lips.

He was eager for advice like never before, if there could be someone with a similar personality to Wen Yu, more experience, and preferably someone who had been in a relationship...

correct.

A name suddenly jumped out of my mind, pointing the way.

The elder of his little fans, "Mieshishishen".

Most likely the original owner's father.

The name Mie Shi Sha Shen looks like a very young student, and he has seen many of them.

The child who is considered rich in the family spends a lot of New Year's money, and spends a lot of money without playing games, and can only be idle when the exam time comes, so he simply hands it over to his parents for leveling.

It just so happens that April and May are also the time for midterm exams in most schools.

Thinking about it this way, Mieshishashen is simply an excellent candidate.

If you give your son a number and don't scold him back after being scolded, you must have a very good temper.

It should help me, right?

Wei Yu squatted in the cubicle, frantically opening the King of Glory.

The large account automatically logged in, he thought for a moment, cut into the small account, and edited a friend request for [Mieshishashen].

Just asking for advice, he doesn't want to be on Douyin again.

When Wei Yu returned to his position, several bunches of steamed buns had already been placed on the table, and Master Huaarm was still holding potatoes and putting them on the table.

Didn't he order toasted steamed buns?

"You're back." Wen Yu greeted, "This is the owner of the barbecue shop, his surname is Cheng. Boss Cheng, he is my friend, Wei Yu."

As he said that, Wen Yu gave him a slightly reproachful look: "The boss sees that your face is not right, and is worried that you have drunk on an empty stomach, so he quickly baked some steamed buns for you to cushion your stomach. Thank you, Boss Cheng."

"Hi Xiaowei." Boss Cheng said immediately afterward, "Try it quickly and see if it suits your appetite."

Wei Yu said thank you in a daze, then sat down and took the toasted buns, which were slightly spicy and accompanied by the smell of cumin—he mixed them in his mouth, and he finally cleared his mind.

What the hell is this?

In just a few minutes, can you get to know each other so quickly?

He is so sour.

Fortunately, the number of customers gradually increased, and Boss Cheng didn't stay in the place for too long, otherwise the flying vinegar all over the mountains and plains would have filled Wei Yu into a vinegar jar.

Something was on his mind, and he drank a lot.

He was rarely drunk.

After pouring the last amount of alcohol, he lay down on the car, looking at Wen Yu's side face vaguely, his eyes froze on the water-stained pink lips.

"Don't sleep, get up. We're downstairs at your house." Wen Yu bent down, trying to help him up.

Wei Yu is a good wine companion.

Wen Yu didn't want to drink while driving, and he didn't persuade him, so he just drank cup after cup in suspense. When he was drunk, he didn't mess around like other drunks.

On the contrary, he became very obedient, his usually sharp eyes were calmed down, and he was as obedient as a sheep.

Just love to laugh at every turn.

"What are you looking at?" Wen Yu followed his gaze.

"Look at you." Wei Yu chuckled, "Your lips are pink, so easy to touch just by looking at them, unlike mine."

Wen Yu - startled.

Only then did he realize that Wei Yu was looking at him, and... looking at his lips.

The pictures I saw before came back to my eyes, as well as when I was at the barbecue restaurant.

He actually did it on purpose.

I checked a lot of corresponding information on the Internet, and one of the tricks was highly praised:

[Active physical contact, touch-some places that you don't usually touch.Such as face, fingers, etc., if he avoids embarrassingly, then he may be gay who has no interest in you; if he hates, then he may be homophobic; if he blushes and shy...

Then congratulations, you have a show! 】

Wen Yu automatically ignored the last paragraph and wrote down the content.

In the end, he just touched it once, and Wei Yu's face was flushed, looking like a human-shaped apple.

Getting drunk can convince the boss, but not him.

The looming thought in my heart became more and more confirmed.

The elementary school boy...doesn't really have that kind of thought about him, does he?

Disgusted?

nor.

Then—are you looking forward to it?

As if there was something in the bottom of my heart, I missed it - beat.

Wen Yu lowered his eyes, his amber eyes were full of chaos.

"What's the matter, senior, why don't you...don't talk." Wei Yu's deep voice came, mixed with the strong smell of alcohol.

Wen Yu didn't like this smell, but what came from Wei Yu didn't disgust him.

I can't tell what it feels like, maybe my brain is pumped.

Wen Yu stared blankly at Wei Yu who was humming with his head down, and suddenly said, "So, do you want to touch it?"