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The author has something to say: There is a version of the summer night wind played by violin and guitar, which is very nice! ! !

Didn't you say that it's best not to meet each other recently?

There are many students from their academy living on this floor, Jiang Xing is a little nervous, and there is a little sweetness on the tip of a knife in his heart.

Afraid of being seen, he quickly pulled the other party into his dormitory, and the door slammed shut.

Pei Lu approached him, handed over a glass of iced jasmine coconut, and said, "I'm afraid you're not happy today."

When he was talking, his eyes kept sticking to Jiang Xing's face, quietly and profoundly. He hadn't looked at Jiang Xing seriously and carefully for many days. torture.

"Oh," Jiang Xing took the glass of drink and looked at him too, refusing to move his gaze away for a second, "I'm not unhappy." It's just very jealous.

The two looked at each other, and remained silent for a while, like two faint candlelights in the darkness, flickering and beating faintly, but refused to go out, igniting a very bright and warm feeling, but it was indistinct.

Pei Lu's eyebrows and eyes were dark under the moonlight, like a classic and expensive oil painting, Jiang Xing felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, he really wanted, really wanted... He rushed forward and hugged Pei Lu tightly, and he didn't know , Pei Lu is also forbearing.

Two people who wanted to hug each other so much looked at each other silently under the same moon, pretending to be calm.

Pei Lu couldn't resist Jiang Xing's clear and innocent gaze, so he took the lead to withdraw his gaze and move to him.

Jiang Xing lost weight, his collarbone was obvious, his skin was cold and pale, and there were a few post-it notes on his body, which he probably forgot to take off after finishing the experiment.

This is his habit. There are many "listtodo" posted on the collar and cuffs, some of which are not part of the public affairs of the institute he is responsible for, but the administration still arranges them for him.

The warm smile in Pei Lu's eyes sank.

"sorry."

The cold treatment that Jiang Xing has received these days is because of him, and others are watching the food according to the wind.

"Jiang Xing, wait for me again"

This set of data has caused quite a stir, and some people who can speak in the circle have also given good comments on various public channels or social platforms.

But not enough, far from enough.

The greater its influence now, the more attention it will receive when the truth emerges, and the more thorough the redress will be.

It is the principle of "the higher you climb, the harder you fall". There is only one chance, and there is no room for the opponent to fight back.

Pei Lu started to contact the contacts and resources in his circle when he was studying abroad. This is Jiang Xing's painstaking effort, and it is outstanding enough. It has already won the approval of many senior celebrities. It will definitely be reposted on Jiang Xing's in the near future. name.

What he has to do now is to turn the resistance of the Fang family and the Ye family into a driving force, and use their resources and connections to push this shining work to a higher and more eye-catching position.

Pei Lu plotted against Ye's family and Fang's family without any mercy, and combined the strength of the three families to push one person. What they are doing now is to make a wedding dress for Jiang Xing's future.

"Don't be like this, I don't think there's anything wrong with it," Jiang Xing couldn't see Pei Lu's guilt, blinked his eyes, wanted to make him happy, and joked in a humorous way: "Do you think we're alike—"

Pei Lu's heart suddenly rose, and he was a little embarrassed, because he felt that their appearance looked like an affair.

In order to win the trust of Liang Fan and Pei Yiwen, they went to war and broke up. They pretended to be strangers, and they just waited until dark to see each other secretly. Pei Miou and Jiang Liye were like this.

Jiang Xing patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's very similar to an underground party revolutionary comrade."

"..." Pei Lu's trembling heart calmed down again, and he smiled naturally, "Well, we are allies."

He thought too much, Jiang Xing knew about homosexuality, but he never thought that this option would happen to him.

Jiang Xing said happily in bitterness: "The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard."

Pei Lu frowned, not knowing whether it was self-deprecating or a helpless chuckle, or both, but he still indulged more.

A call came in, it was Liang Fan who asked him where he was, and made an appointment at the clubhouse on Jiang'an Road at night, and all the friends who came from the previous compound came, and Ye Yi's delicate voice could be heard—"Let Brother Pei Bring me a blueberry cake!! Add an extra rim of cheese."

It was very noisy at the other end, Pei Lu pulled the phone a little away, said coldly: "There is a traffic jam on the road" and hung up.

He didn't want to go, but he hadn't returned to China for many years, so he couldn't just know Fang Xu and Liang Fan in this circle.

Pei Lu didn't mean to leave in a hurry, but Jiang Xing pursed his lips and said suddenly: "I seem to have forgotten to eat dinner."

Pei Lu frowned, twitched his fingers and tapped his head: "I can forget all of this."

"I want to finish the experiment quickly."

Pei Lu took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and went to get his one-person pot: "I'll cook something for you."

If Jiang Xing was sensible, he should have said that you still have to do some work beforehand, I will order a takeaway by myself, no, if he was sensible, he shouldn't even say the phrase "I didn't eat dinner".

He did it on purpose, he almost couldn't bear it anymore, he also wanted to drink with Pei Lu on a summer night, preferably lime-flavored vodka, with ice cubes bubbling and bubbling.

He also wants Pei Lu to buy him a cake, but he doesn't eat the blueberry flavored one, he wants the chestnut black tea one, and he also wants to add a circle of cheese, no, two circles! ! !Every time he passed the bakery, he couldn't help but glance at it.

He also wanted to call Pei Lu casually in a place with many people and say, "Come here quickly."

Things that were once easy to do are now impossible.

Probably because it was too easy before, so he got used to it and didn't cherish it.

Jiang Xing looked at Pei Lu's back, puffed up his cheeks and let out a deep breath, like a pufferfish holding back tears, but Pei Lu was also working hard and tired, thinking about it, the corners of his eyes were moist and hard Shengsheng was held back.

He got close to Pei Lu's back step by step, closer, closer, it was his own idea, his feet didn't listen to him,

Pei Lu was startled when she turned around: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xing shook his head.

Pei Lu watched him silent for a few seconds, then pulled him to the table and sat down: "Can you make noodles?"

Jiang Xing took a sip of Jasmine coconut, bit the straw and nodded, Pei Lu patted his silly head and continued to work. He lay on the table and fiddled with the speakers boredly, and there was a very soft guitar sound coming out.

"The evening wind in the summer night

blowing you in my arms

your hair is fluffy

Wrap around me and swing with the wind

moon hanging in the starry sky

hold you back

wind with your taste

is the love I'm still waiting for

a summer night windy love

love of a lonely heart

a love that is still waiting

This song was played on the campus night broadcast one night. At that time, Jiang Xing was playing with Pei Luga on the playground. He said, "This song is nice." But he didn't know the name.

Pei Lu didn't know either, so he took out his mobile phone to help him activate the software for listening to and recognizing songs.

The software shows that "Summer Night Breeze" was released in 1996.

Pei Lu said to Jiang Xing, "You haven't been born yet."

After singing, Jiang Xing played it again in a loop, and Pei Lu's noodles were ready.

Jiang Xing tidied up the desk. Next to the desk lamp was a basket of mangosteens. The indigo-colored fruits were round and plump. Putting them in a white basket filled the small space of more than ten square meters with the atmosphere of summer.

He returned to the laboratory the day before yesterday to open the drawer and found it.

It's Pei Lu.

During the hottest summer, Jiang Xing once said that he wanted to eat sweet fruits in the library. When he came out in the evening, he saw Pei Lu waiting for him under the tree with a bag of mangosteen in his hand.

During these days when Jiang Xing couldn't talk to Pei Lu, Pei Lu would secretly put something in his drawer from time to time, sometimes a can of orange soda, sometimes a bag of longan.

Jiang Xing remembered that when he was in high school, his deskmate put lollipops and milk in the drawer every day in order to catch up with the literary and art committee members.

But Pei Lu didn't mean that, Jiang Xing knew it.

Pei Lu is homophobic, but he is considerate. He is just afraid that he will feel bad when he sees him walking with Fang Xu and Ye Yi, so he always gives him something to cheer him up.

Jiang Xing was happy for a few seconds, but was overwhelmed by deeper unhappiness.

Pei Lu is a pampered young master, but his skills are not bad, probably because studying abroad is really more useful than New Oriental.

Jiang Xing took a deep breath, his cheeks puffed up, like a squirrel eating, Pei Lu's phone rang again, and the other end called again to remind him.

Pei Lu simply turned the phone to silent.

Jiang Xing said: "If you have something to do, go first, thank you for the noodles."

Pei Lu was a little upset, he said thank you, pursed his lower lip, and said, "No hurry, I still have time to have a bowl of noodles with you." He cooked noodles hard in the middle of the night, and couldn't watch Jiang Xing He will not be reconciled if he eats it one bite at a time.

"Oh." Jiang Xing licked his oily red soft lips, then lowered his head to eat noodles again, so he didn't see Pei Lu'an's gloomy eyes and unconsciously twirling fingers.

Even with the mute turned on, the breathing light of the phone was still flashing very frequently. Pei Lu ignored the frantic urging, picked up a mangosteen calmly and peeled it for Jiang Xing, and told him not to worry too much about the data and papers things.

"The people in the appraisal team have already contacted. The school management committee is changing its term recently. The candidates appointed by the board of directors are popular, but there are too many criminal records, and those who can't be cleaned up will definitely be Hu Yiming in the end."

"You can do your own thing with peace of mind, don't listen to outside rumors, and don't think about it yourself, eat well, and don't make me worry."

Jiang Xing took a big mouthful of noodles, chewed them, swallowed them cleanly, and said lazily, "Pei Lu."

"You are so long-winded."

Pei Lu sneered, and continued to peel the second mangosteen in his hand: "You are not nagging, and I don't know who even forgot to eat dinner."

Jiang Xing's eyeballs rolled around stiffly, and he was silent for two seconds, then said to him mysteriously, "I have an idea."