Banned access to straight men's hearts

White smoke rises, with a little red star in the middle.In the eyes of others, it seems inexplicably cold, but when these things are placed on Zhang Sen, something is wrong.

During off-duty hours, the lights in the bathroom were dim, and Zhang Sen leaned against the wall, staring at the nothingness on the opposite white wall, with a cigarette between his fingers.

Qian Wei saw this scene when he came in.

He smiled, walked over, and took out a cigarette from his pocket: "I didn't bring a lighter, can you lend me yours?"

Zhang Sen didn't know what his idea was, he frowned and took out the lighter and handed it to him.

Qian Wei didn't pay attention to Zhang Sen's movements, and only leaned over slightly. The distance between the two was close, and the smoke spread in the middle, and slowly lifted into the air.

Smoke to smoke.

One ignites the other.

Perhaps he didn't expect Qian Wei to make such a move. Zhang Sen was stunned for a moment, and then he felt displeased. When the cigarette was lit, Qian Wei retreated and leaned against the opposite wall, and his displeasure was diluted a bit.

Qian Wei took a puff and asked him, "When did you learn to smoke?"

Zhang Sen said: "It would have been."

When he mentioned this, Qian Wei squinted his eyes and thought for a while. It seemed that there was such a thing in his memory, and he seemed to smoke it for him.

Boys in high school will smoke some cigarettes more or less, just hiding in the toilet or dormitory.

In cram school, Zhang Sen bumped into Qian Wei smoking.

In the toilet, he was the only one leaning against the door, facing the mirror, and swallowing.Seeing Zhang Sen looking at him, he raised his eyebrows and said, "You want to smoke?"

Zhang Sen blinked: "Then give me one."

Qian Wei took out a cigarette case from his pocket and smoked one for him, and lighted him casually.

Zhang Sen imitated his appearance and took a breath, as if he was a little anxious, he was choked, and when his throat felt uncomfortable, Zhang Sen bent over and coughed.

Qian Wei smiled: "If you can't smoke, why do you still smoke?"

"You are younger than me and can smoke."

Qian Wei remembered this sentence.

He looked up at Zhang Sen in front of him, looked at the look on his face through the smoke, and at the little mole on his lips.

His eyes were too red.Naked, Zhang Sen noticed that his face burned a little unconsciously, and then he was grateful for the dim street lights and smoke in the bathroom corridor.

Even if he blushed, Qian Wei couldn't see it.

He smoked the cigarette and put it out.

Zhang Sen originally thought that the two of them would have no intersection after a cigarette, but he was grabbed by Qian Wei's wrist just after he walked a few steps.

His mouth twitched.

Why is this trick again?

This time Zhang Sen was not angry, he tried his best to keep smiling, turned his head to look at Qian Wei, and asked in a good tone of telephone customer service: "Is there anything else you can do?"

Maybe it was because the fake smile on his face was too obvious, Qian Wei was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Don't laugh."

"..." Zhang Sen pulled the corner of his mouth down.

Only then did Qian Wei say, "How many cigarettes have you smoked today?"

Zhang Sen rolled his eyes: "None of your business."

Qian Wei expected that he would say that, so he smiled, the smile in his eyes reached his eyes, and the two dimples on his face made Zhang Sen dazed and a little fascinated.

"Excessive smoking will not only damage your health, but also semen like cola, reducing the quality of semen."

"..." Zhang Sen choked, "So what's the use of saying that?"

Qian Wei said: "I'm just talking, but it doesn't mean I'm talking to you."

Zhang Sen raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you tell me?"

When Qian Wei saw him like this, the veins on his forehead twitched, and he saw Zhang Sen shake off his hand and said, "Then let me go, goodbye."

"..." Qianwei watched his back disappear into the elevator.

However, recalling Zhang Sen's expression just now, he guessed that someone should have listened to his words, so he went back to the office to get the car keys.

-

The first thing Zhang Sen wanted to do when he got home was to hold the cat in his arms, but when he squatted down, he touched the cigarette case and lighter in his trouser pocket, and he got up and wanted to go to the balcony to smoke some.

As soon as he opened the balcony door, he unconsciously recalled what Qian Wei said when he was in the office.

He looked up, a little uncertain in his eyes.

After a while, he silently retracted his foot from stepping out of the balcony door and closed the balcony door.

If you can get along with anyone, you can't get along with your hundreds of millions of descendants in the future.

Although these hundreds of millions of descendants are useless...

Zhang Sen threw the cigarette case back on the table.

Only then did he hold the cat in his arms and suck a few times fiercely.

"Wangfu, you are the best."

He was willing to wash up and go to bed after sucking the cat to his heart's content.

When I was half asleep and half awake, I heard the phone next to me vibrate.

He swiped open and saw that the app indicated that the mission countdown was about to end. When he clicked in, it only showed one hour.

"..." Zhang Sen woke up immediately.

Mua, he didn't realize that this APP was "resurrected" before, but now he suddenly came to cheat the corpse like this, he even forgot that there was a task assigned before.

And there's only one hour left! ! !

He didn't even know Qian Wei's current residence.

How to send this flower...

After struggling, he still opened the phone's address book, pulled out the phone number that had been eaten from the blacklist, and then gritted his teeth and called it.

He originally thought that the avant-garde would block him, so he couldn't make this call.

In the next few seconds, he was even ready to die.

Knowing that the sound of "beep beep" sounded in the phone, Zhang Sen realized that he was a villain and a gentleman.

After a few more seconds, the other end picked up: "What's the matter? I thought you wouldn't call me again."

As if he had just woken up, his voice was a little hoarse. I don't know if it's because of this, but Zhang Sen's face is red now.

"That..." Zhang Sen stammered for a few seconds, not knowing how to speak.

It just so happened that there was no sign of urging on the other end, the sound of breathing came over, and it was quietly waiting for Zhang Sen to speak.

Zhang Sen closed his eyes and took a deep breath before asking, "Where is your home?"

When he asked this, he felt ashamed.

It happened that the other end stopped for a few seconds, and then there was a low-pitched laughter.

Zhang Sen said, "You are not allowed to laugh."

Qian Wei made his smile less obvious, and then reported an address.

Zhang Sen wrote it down and hung up the phone directly.

"..."

He spent another few minutes getting dressed, and by the time he found a 24-hour flower shop and stood in front of Qian Wei's house holding flowers in his hands, four or ten minutes had passed.

Qian Wei doesn't live in the previous house, but moved to the apartment.

Compared with the previous house, this apartment looks a bit higher-grade.But Zhang Sen suddenly remembered Liu Qing's story about Qianwei buying a villa that day. He wondered why Qianwei still lives in an apartment since he bought a villa.

Before I could figure it out, the phone in my pocket vibrated again.

He saw that there were only 10 minutes left, and the APP was urging him to complete the task quickly.

Zhang Sen rolled his eyes, and raised his hand to knock on the door. At that moment, his heart beat fast, and reached its peak when the sound of knocking on the door echoed in the corridor.

The door opened soon.

Qian Wei was only wearing pajamas, as if he just got out of bed, as if he didn't expect that Zhang Sen was asking for the address one second, and appeared in front of his house the next second, his expression was obviously stunned for a moment.

With a blushing face, Zhang Sen pushed the flower he was holding in front of Qian Wei, and said, "It was given to me by one of my suitors, but I don't want it, so I gave it to you."

Qian Wei, who was originally happy with what happened, the corners of his mouth that were about to rise immediately collapsed when he heard what he said.

Qian Wei took the flowers with an "oh", and then looked at Zhang Sen with a cold face: "So what else do you need?"

Avant-Garde's reaction was within his expectations.

Zhang Sen thought, it would be strange if someone he didn't like came to ask his address in the middle of the night and sent a bouquet of flowers.

Anyway, after thinking about it, he also felt that he was not wrong, and that he should leave after the task was completed.

Zhang Sen said: "It's okay, I won't disturb you anymore, you can go to sleep."

Qian Wei said "oh" again, and closed the door directly in front of Zhang Sen.

Touched a nose of ash.

Zhang Sen snorted coldly, the blush on his face also cooled down, he turned his head and walked towards the elevator.

The avant-garde has a bad attitude towards him, and he also has a bad attitude towards the avant-garde.

Why should the person I like first in a relationship always be in a passive position? This is obviously not balanced at all.

Ever since he liked the avant-garde, he has been humbled to death. Now that he thinks about it, it's obviously not worth it.

Zhang Sen made up his mind to pay attention, and only noticed the problem with the APP task when he got off the elevator. As soon as he opened the APP, a line of words was displayed on it.

"Mission five is completed, mission six is ​​now issued."

"Task six, say I love you to your crush."

Grass, this slap in the face came really fast.

Zhang Sen was still annoyed, and said "I love you" to Qianwei. If Qianwei really hated him, wouldn't Qianwei punch himself to the ground as soon as he said those words?

He felt horrible when he thought of that scene, and suddenly regretted why he didn't exercise more when he was in college. Anyway, for now, if he was pushed to the ground and beaten by the avant-garde guard, he would not be powerless to fight back.

But at any rate, the last task was completed.

He was relieved.

-

the next day.

Qian Wei secretly observes Zhang Sen's movements in his office. After all, he gave Zhang Sen the psychological hint of smoking less yesterday, and he has to see the results.

At the end of the day, Zhang Sen only went to the bathroom once.

However, the avant-garde still felt strange.

As long as Zhang Sen and himself look at each other, the former will quickly look away as if he has done something sorry for himself, and look elsewhere. When he looks away, Zhang Sen will look at Qianwei again.

Qian Wei wondered, he probably didn't do anything strange...

In the opposite office.

Zhang Sen was still thinking about Mission [-] all over his head, and with his forward-looking eyes, he would think of the scene where he was beaten to the ground.

But it's very strange that Qianwei pays too much attention to himself today.

He was frightened, and always felt that Qianwei had sensed his thoughts.

I was afraid that Qianwei would run over if he couldn't bear it, and then punched himself in the face.