Was taken away by seniors after breaking up

Zheng Lan's tone was not very heavy, but Pei Yan knew that he was not in a good state.

"I'm sorry," Pei Yan put his palm on top of Zheng Lan's head and rubbed it slowly, "I didn't know it was like this."

Zheng Lan shook her head, afraid that Pei Yan would blame herself, so she raised her face to look at him and forced a smile, "It's over."

"Stop laughing," Pei Yan pinched his face, frowning, "You can still laugh."

"Then what are you going to do?" It was also the first time Zheng Lan saw such persuasion.

"Uncomfortable looks a little uncomfortable." Pei Yan hooked his chin.

After he finished speaking, Zheng Lan let out a long oh and lowered his head slowly.

He didn't drink, and the others were not sleepy. He was sober, but he fell in love with someone he had known for several months.

Ever since he knew that he liked boys, Zheng Lan felt aggrieved. He knew that most people in this world couldn't accept the small crowd, but he didn't do anything wrong.

"Cindy asked, you heard me, are you going to play? Just to relax." Pei Yan asked.

"As long as you don't lose your life," Zheng Lan raised her head and said seriously, "then I can do it."

He made Pei Yan laugh. Pei Yan leaned on the chair and lit the table with one hand. When Zheng Lan was about to blush, he leaned over and whispered, "Why are you so cute?"

Zheng Lan was stupid, Pei Yan deliberately lowered his voice, his voice was hoarse, and he could only hold back when he heard his blood rushing straight to the top of his head.

The second half of the meal drove him out of his mind. When Pei Yan stood up to pack his things, Zheng Lan remembered to ask: "How many wheels does the car have?"

Before Pei Yan could react, Zheng Lan explained what she meant: "Two or four?"

Pei Yan laughed so hard that the plate almost fell off, Zheng Lan still scratched her head in a daze, "Is it so funny?"

A car is a car with two wheels.

Pei Yan didn't tell him until that day that he was leaving.

Because it was already winter and the temperature was close to zero, Pei Yan specially told him to wear thicker clothes.

After playing motorcycles, the group of people had to go up to the mountain to soak in the hot springs. Pei Yan asked Zheng Lan if he wanted to go. Zheng Lan thought that since they all went, let's play along together, and agreed.

So he packed what he was going to bring into a backpack and wore a heavy jacket.

On the afternoon when he left, Pei Yan came to pick him up and told him to go to the school gate first.

Zheng Lan had never seen Pei Yan's car before, so he went out of the school gate and looked around, and saw that he was wearing only a sweater and a black peaked cap, with the sweater and hood outside, leaning against a McLaren , lowered his head and smoked.

Pei Yan didn't see him right away, he was holding a cigarette in one hand, and was watching his phone with the other, in a very casual posture.

When Zheng Lan walked from the school gate to the side of the road, he saw three or four girls taking pictures of him.

"Isn't it cold?" Zheng Lan asked.

Pei Yan raised her head and smiled, "Come out and wait for you, my coat is in the car."

"Then get in the car." Zheng Lan urged him, pushing his shoulders and walking, standing next to Pei Yan for a second, Zheng Lan felt that she was about to be stared at by the eyes of the people next to her.

Walking to the rear of the car, Pei Yan turned around and held his forearm to push the man over, held the hand holding the cigarette far away, and said, "Get in the passenger seat."

Pei Yan went to the trash can on the side of the road to put out the smoke. Zheng Lan got into the car first, fastened his seat belt and checked several times. Pei Yan had no choice but to promise him: "I will not speed."

"Didn't you mean two wheels?" Zheng Lan asked, "It's been changed again?"

"It's still two wheels." Pei Yan hooked the corners of his lips, stepped on the accelerator and blasted out.

The sound wave of the sports car tore through a road, and the street scene flew behind. It took Zheng Lan a while to get used to the speed and gradually relaxed.

The weather is fine today, even with a warm sun, and the sky is as clean and blue as it has been washed.

When the car left the city, the buildings on both sides decreased and turned into large grasslands and villages.

Finally they stopped at a manor.

Zheng Lan got out of the car with his bag on his back. He only opened a window slit, and his hair was still blown to a mess. Zheng Lan couldn't hold it down even with his hands.

Pei Yan threw the car keys to the parking boy, and with his coat in his hand, he came over and stroked Zheng Lan's hair, and said, "It's okay, he's handsome."

There was a group of people standing in the hall, both boys and girls, about the same age as them.

As soon as the two walked in, someone shouted, "Cyril?"

Pei Yan hugged Zheng Lan's shoulders before going up to greet them, calling their names one by one, some shaking hands and some hugging.

Among them was Xiang Congyang, who saw Zheng Lan, showed a surprised expression, shook his hand and said in disbelief: "Pei Yan actually brought you here, do you remember me? "

"Of course I remember." Zheng Lan's hand was pinched uncomfortably by him, but she was too embarrassed to break away, "It's nice to meet you."

"I'm also very happy, that is to say, Pei Yan didn't want me to ride in his car today, so he brought you here." Xiang Congyang touched Pei Yan with his elbow, "Then I forgive you."

Only then did Pei Yan turn her head, clicked her tongue lightly, pulled Zheng Lan's wrist, and said to Xiang Congyang, "Take your hands away."

"Got it!" Xiang Congyang immediately raised his hands and stood away, "I'm being abrupt."

Cindy walked over with a bunch of room cards, and first asked Zheng Lan, "Can you live with Cyril?"

"Okay." Zheng Lan took the room card.

After everyone had divided the rooms and walked upstairs, Pei Yan let go of Zheng Lan's hand naturally.

Zheng Lan felt that he seemed to like pinching people's wrists.

The room is an ordinary double room, with two beds next to each other, with a small gap between them.

There is a window next to it, and when you look out, you can see the dark green of the mountains and plains.

Zheng Lan was standing there watching with her bag on her back, Pei Yan came over, put her hands beside him, and asked, "Do you want to live inside or outside?"

"Then I'll be by the window." Zheng Lan chose bluntly.

"It's fine," Pei Yan glanced down, "It's not cold at night by the window radiator."

When it comes to whether it's cold or not, Zheng Lan really thinks that Pei Yan is a bit strong.

The coat in his hand is not thick, how can he carry it like this?

Zheng Lan said casually, "I'll freeze to death if I dress like you."

Pei Yan looked at him for a while, as if thinking of something else, and finally said: "I'm hot."

It got dark quickly, and when everyone packed up their things and went downstairs, the street lights were all turned on.

It was only when Zheng Lan walked around to the backyard of the manor that he saw a large row of motorcycles, all of them with crazy colors and bared teeth and claws.

"Can you tell which one is mine?" Pei Yan asked him.

"Hmm..." Zheng Lan glanced around and pointed at black, "This?"

"That's not mine, that's Cindy's."

"Huh?" Zheng Lan was taken aback.

"Guess again." Pei Yan folded her hands.

"Then..." Zheng Lan suddenly had a new idea, "Could it be the pink one?"

"Are you kidding me?" Pei Yan raised his arms and pressed them on his shoulders, his hands hanging casually, "That's from Xiang Congyang. Now I wonder what kind of image I am with you?"

"Then I was the first to guess pure black." Zheng Lan muttered in a low voice.

"Over there, the most explosive one." Pei Yan pointed to it.

Zheng Lan followed his hand to see that there was indeed a particularly conspicuous car.

The whole body is coated with colored film, and it has different colors and luster when viewed from different angles.

"It's really pretty," Zheng Lan nodded sincerely, "This car looks more and more like yours."

"Do you dare to sit?" Pei Yan asked with a smile, "Do you dare to sit at night?"

"Why don't you dare? If you dare to drive, I will dare to sit." Although Zheng Lan doesn't play with these things much, it doesn't mean he is timid.

"It sounds like I'm the one who doesn't dare," Pei Yan rubbed his hair, "You can sit down if you want, but I won't take you to compete with them."

Pei Yan raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and said, "The group of people is coming in forty minutes, should we get in the car?"

"Now?" Zheng Lan was startled.

"Now." After finishing speaking, Pei Yan dragged him to the car.

The man from the manor ran over with two big helmets, both of which were pure black. Pei Yan put one on his head and asked, "Will you wear it?"

Zheng Lan touched the straps on both sides and shook her head.

Pei Yan put his own top on the seat first, took the strap from him, adjusted the tightness for him, and buckled it again, and the windshield was closed down, and it was done.

The whole head was tightly wrapped, Zheng Lan didn't feel particularly good at first, even dizzy, and had to be held by Pei Yan to find out how to get in the car.

"Isn't it very courageous?" Pei Yan laughed at him.

Zheng Lan also felt ashamed, so she stopped talking.

"You must hold me later," Pei Yan put his hand on his waist, "Don't be hypocritical, this matter can't be a joke."

His tone was light and sounded serious.

"Understood." Zheng Lan said while hugging Pei Yan tightly.

Not only hugging tightly, but also grasping.

Pei Yan didn't wear many clothes, and Zheng Lan grasped it all the way.The muscles on his waist were tight, like covering a warm stone.

"Catch it." Pei Yan tilted his head and said, the next second, the car flew out like an arrow.