gentle trap

Ying Qingyuan said that he wanted to bring breakfast for his roommate, so he invited him to come with him.

Yu Fei didn't know if this was progress.

There are not many people in the early morning, compared to peak hours; of course they still have to queue.

"The curry buns in the morning are delicious, and everyone can only buy one." Ying Qingyuan approached, covering his mouth with one hand: "There are many people who will help their friends line up first, and then insert a dormitory number of people."

Ying Qingyuan complained a bit, but there was no anger in his eyes.

He lowered his head and looked at the other person's head. He was small and covered by his hair, so he couldn't see clearly. Yu Fei imitated his appearance and lowered his volume: "Then you can call yours too. Roommates come."

Ying Qingyuan shook his head and said, "They can't get up."

Before the two of them finished speaking, someone in front of them was talking and gradually integrated into the team.

Just in front of Ying Qingyuan, several people were chatting nonchalantly, looking back from time to time; one seemed to feel that it was getting hotter, so he looked back and shouted at Ying Qingyuan: "Later , the front is too crowded."

Ying Qingyuan was silent for a while, before he moved back, Yu Fei put his hand on his shoulder, staring coldly at the person who just came in front of him: "If you feel crowded, you can go there Go to the back, that place is spacious, this place is originally a place for one person, and there is no room for the four of you."

Yu Fei was originally fierce and tall, and he was the focus of everyone's attention. Even if he just spoke in a low voice, it was enough for the whole team to hear clearly.

It is everyone's "default" to help roommates line up. Even if you are very angry, but thinking that one thing is worse than one thing, you will not say anything.

When the people who were mentioned were about to murmur, Yu Fei stared at him, and the other party lost his temper immediately.

"Forget it, what do you care about with him?"

"It's okay to squeeze, it's almost to us anyway."

Yu Fei sneered, on his already cold face, with this short smile, there was a hint of irony in it.

The people in front pretended not to hear and squeezed forward.Maybe it was the person who squeezed to the front, and the person in front turned his head and said displeasedly: "What are you squeezing?"

He was watching the play when he suddenly heard Ying Qingyuan laughing.

The other party lowered his head and covered his mouth with his hands, as if he cared about the feelings of the person in front of him. Ying Qingyuan turned to face him.

"why are you laughing?"

Ying Qingyuan raised his head, his eyes were wet because of the smile just now: "Brother Fei, you were so handsome just now."

Yu Fei's heart was full of joy when he said this sentence, but at the same time he was a bit embarrassed, so he could only look at Ying Qingyuan with a straight face, pretending not to care:

"Don't you think I'm fierce?"

He still remembered the incident when Ying Qingyuan said he was fierce on the small balcony.

Apparently Ying Qingyuan also thought of it, and scratched his hair a little embarrassedly:

"I used to think you were fierce." For a moment, Ying Qingyuan hurriedly explained: "But after getting in touch with Fei Ge, I found that you are not fierce at all, and you are very handsome, like the one in the novels my mother often reads. Lord."

"Which one is that?" The line in front was still long, and Yu Fei wanted to tease Ying Qingyuan with great interest: "Do you usually watch it?"

Is it the male coach or is he handsome?

Yu Fei didn't say the last sentence. He felt that if he said something, he would probably scare Ying Qingyuan, and he might not know how his image would collapse.

"I don't read it." Because Ying Qingyuan's skin is fair, as long as his face is a little red, he can see it very clearly, and he looks very red: "My mother always tells me, but I think the male protagonist in the novel You are definitely not as handsome as Brother Fei, nor as powerful as you."

Although he didn't ask, Ying Qingyuan gave all the answers he wanted to know.

Yu Fei felt that he was in a good mood to see Ying Qingyuan every day.

After Ying Qingyuan finished speaking, he turned around immediately, and the appearance of trying to look forward with his feet on his feet was somewhat concealed. Yu Fei knew that the other party was probably shy, so he couldn't help but chuckled in his heart, but he didn't. To pierce the opponent, he just moved forward a little bit, and the moment Ying Qingyuan's heel landed, the back of his head hit his chest.

The other party didn't move, and neither did he.

At this time, the sky outside was just right, the sun came out completely, and the light came in through the doors and windows, shining on the tables and chairs, and falling on the ground.The legs of the two were also photographed, and the shadows were tightly attached to each other, making it impossible to tell who belonged to whom.

The cafeteria was filled with the smell of breakfast and cooking fumes, and the smell of fireworks was extremely strong, but it couldn't cover up the smell from Ying Qingyuan.

Or in other words, he just focused on the other party.

Yu Fei didn't know if Ying Qingyuan heard it, his heart seemed to jump out of his chest at this moment, and he wanted to cling to him tightly.

Clings seamlessly.

Sometimes liking someone may be because of a momentary heartbeat.

Sometimes it may be because you like someone, there are countless heartbeats.

Yu Fei is like this.

He felt that every day when he was with Ying Qingyuan was his heart-beating moment.

It may be because of the other party's smile, because of the other party's action of biting the tip of the pen, because of the other party's painting, because of the other party's words, or because of the other party's touch.

It made him very happy.

Just because of the bump on the back of the other party's head, he felt that he couldn't hide his liking.

It happened that there were a lot of people who walked in front, Ying Qingyuan apologized in a low voice, without turning his head, and then took a big step forward as if nothing had happened, his eyes were tightly locked on the window.

Yu Fei didn't make it clear either, but just followed behind each other unhurriedly, keeping a certain distance between them.

keep a certain distance...

Inexplicably, he felt that the distance between the two of them seemed to be drawn a little closer.

They arrived soon, after Ying Qingyuan bought breakfast, he hung a big bag of breakfast on his wrist, holding a warm steamed bun in both hands, going back and forth, impatient.

When Yu Fei finished shopping, Ying Qingyuan just took a bite, and the hot air mixed with the aroma of curry permeated the air.

Ying Qingyuan was so hot that he only exhaled, and a hazy breath enveloped his face. Seeing Yu Fei looking at him, he said vaguely: "Brother Fei, eat that curry bun while it's hot, it's really delicious."

Yu Fei followed Ying Qingyuan's example, holding the breakfast for his dormmates in his arms. The steamed buns just out of the cage were really hot, but both of them breathed out. As soon as he bit down, the spice-flavored juice was in his mouth. The inside spread out, moistening the already soft skin of the bun.

"It's delicious." Ying Qingyuan's expression was a bit smug, and then he took another big bite, with some sauce on the corner of his mouth, a little childish.

"good to eat."

The author says:

Although I don't have a crush, when I wrote about Fei Ge and Xiao Ying, I really felt very beautiful.

Secret love is the most beautiful feeling in the world.

That's how I feel, and I want you to feel that too.