time is late

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"Damn, the house you are looking for is really good, it's clean..." Xie Qiubai has been boasting non-stop since entering the house, his words are full of yearning for renting out to live.

Xie Qiubai glanced at the bedroom and found that there was only one bed in the room, he was still puzzled for two or three seconds, but he was relieved when he found that the width of this big bed was equivalent to two wooden beds in the school dormitory.

There was a lot of stock in the small refrigerator, Xie Qiubai was not polite to Cheng Xun, he reached out and took a can of Feizhai Happy Water, watching Cheng Xun busy in the kitchen, couldn't help but click tut tut.

Brother Xun is too virtuous.

I also saw Lu Xingshu's proficient appearance helping to wash and chop vegetables even though he didn't know how to cook at all.

The question mark in Xie Qiubai's mind rose greatly.

Why do these two look like a newlywed couple...

He was originally insensitive to this kind of relationship, and he saw it when he was struggling to surf the Internet, but now he has become a little more sensitive since he came into contact with it.

That's right, he has a roommate who likes boys, and he doesn't hide it, but admits it boldly, and even talked with Xie Qiubai about his favorite type.

As for why Xie Qiubai was so impressed by this, it was because Ling Nian, that is, his roommate, asked him about Cheng Xun.

During the first few days of school, Xie Qiubai often went to eat with Cheng Xun, and Ling Nian remembered it after seeing him.

When Ling Nian shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently that Cheng Xun was his favorite type, Xie Qiubai was so surprised that he could stuff an egg into his mouth.

Because Ling Nian talked a lot about gentleness, fair skin, quietness, good temper, big eyes, etc., and finally said that Cheng Xun fits his ideal type.

"Crap, you just do it, I think you just want to see our family's handsome Cheng Xun!" Xie Qiubai cursed angrily at that time.

He didn't tell Cheng Xun about this either. Anyway, his roommate is just a playboy, and he has already taken a fancy to other people.

Cheng Xun made omelet rice and deep-fried pork cutlets, fried egg rolls, and fried a plate of green vegetables, which was a balanced combination of meat and vegetables.

Xie Qiubai didn't come here empty-handed either. He had heard from his classmates about the newly opened donut shop near the school. Before he came, he went shopping and bought a box as a gift.

There are six flavors in a box, all of which look sweet, such as chocolate, yellow peach, strawberry and the like.

A seed of doubt was planted in his heart, so he felt that something was wrong when he saw the ordinary movements of the two people opposite him.

"You two..." Xie Qiubai bit his chopsticks, looked at Lu Xingshu, then at Cheng Xun, "You're not dating, are you?"

It's not the first time he has experienced this ambiguous atmosphere of asking you to eat dog food.

Cheng Xun gave him a strange look, his eyes were full of hints that my stupid friend had also enlightened.

He didn't struggle much, and admitted it openly.

"Damn." Xie Qiubai rubbed his face and couldn't help it, "Damn it."

"When did it happen?" After Xie Qiubai asked, he felt that there was no money in this place for 300 taels. Judging by the closeness of the two, it seemed that they had been getting along for a long time.

Sure enough, Cheng Xun's answer confirmed this.

"Not long...in the third year of high school."

Xie Qiubai's eyes turned from shock to grief and anger: "Damn, I was studying hard in the third year of high school, and you two are secretly dating right under my nose."

"Get out." Cheng Xun smiled and gave him a blank look, and retorted, "My third year of high school is also very hard, okay?"

"I said, just walking into this house, there is an illusion of a new house."

Seeing that this guy became more and more open-minded, Cheng Xun directly gave him a chestnut on the head.

After eating, Xie Qiubai volunteered to squeeze beside Cheng Xun to help wash the dishes, with a look on his face that he wanted to say something and wanted to bite my ear.

Cheng Xun squinted at him and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Okay, why did you bend?"

Xie Qiubai's face was still full of confusion. He recalled when he was a child. He obviously had a relationship with watching Two-dimensional beautiful girl magazines together. How did he become fond of boys when he grew up.

Cheng Xun was a little embarrassed by his straightforward question, and his ears turned red.

"How do I know." His voice seemed a bit lacking in confidence, "Anyway... I just like him anyway, that's all."

Hearing his brave confession, Xie Qiubai wanted to applaud him.

"Okay." Xie Qiubai scratched his hair, only to find that his hands were still stained with detergent foam, making himself very messy, "Anyway, it's fine if you like it. Brother Lu is also pretty good."

"Why are you acting like a mother?" Cheng Xun shook his goosebumps and couldn't help complaining about him.

Xie Qiubai didn't refute, just went to get a tissue to clean his hair.

"No wonder you asked me what to do if a boy confessed to me...Damn, that means Brother Lu confessed first?" Xie Qiubai's not-so-bright brain suddenly became smarter, "And my dear..."

Cheng Xun covered his mouth with his backhand, preventing him from finishing what he was going to say.

However, he also forgot the detergent foam on his hands...

Xie Qiubai's miserable bubble hell loops again.

So far, their relationship is considered semi-public among friends.

The electric guitar brought back by Lu Xingshu was placed in the corner of the bedroom. The sound insulation of the house here is better than that of his hometown. At least he didn't get any complaints when he played and sang for Cheng Xun.

The songs he sang were written by himself, with both lyrics and music, but he had never sung them to others.

Cheng Xun was the first lucky listener.

Lu Xingshu's long-abandoned account started uploading works again.

He was sitting on a chair on the balcony with a guitar in his arms, his gentle voice was warmer than the sunrise in March.

Cheng Xun adjusted the tripod, trying not to capture his face.

The latter part of the video was done by Cheng Xun, and he has a talent for learning without a teacher.

Although I didn't show my face, but because of the melodious singing voice and a little atmospheric filter, the popularity of this submission is higher than that of the previous videos.

The comment section is saying that the up master is too cold, and many people comment that they want to see the handsome guy show his face and so on.

Cheng Xun felt that it would be good for Lu Xingshu to become a singer instead of a doctor in the future.

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Autumn in the south always stays for a short time, and then enters winter directly with a splash.

Cheng Xun was wrapped in a newly bought cotton coat, sitting in the classroom, his thoughts were confused.

The school basically does not turn on the air conditioner in winter, and relies entirely on the students to heat themselves.

The mobile phone placed on the table vibrated. Cheng Xun glanced at the mobile phone and found a new text message. He absently clicked on the message and frowned after reading the content of the text message.

Cheng Xun always felt that life would always be peaceful like this, that he could finish college in a stable manner, graduate from Lu Xingshu one year before, and undergo the baptism of society one year before becoming an ordinary adult.

At that time, when I have enough confidence, I will confess everything to my grandma.

But some subtle variables have slowly seeped into his life.

The content of the text message is very simple, it is a person's name and photo.

Cheng Ya.

Add a landscape photo with a woman as the main character.

The woman in the photo is very young, in her early twenties, with black hair just past her collarbone, holding a sun hat in her hand, bright eyes and bright teeth, and a beautiful smile.

The facial features are somewhat similar to Cheng Xun's, anyone would think they were carved out of the same mold.

When Cheng Xun was ten years old, he lost his memories of the past, and the only memories of his mother were his pale face and withered hair.

The names of the facial features have long been forgotten.

The doctor said that he had lost his memory because of a fall on his head.

Cheng Xun hesitated for a moment before replying to the message.

[Who are you? ]

Since the other party knew the identity of the mother and had a photo of her mother, but sent such an ambiguous message, it was obviously fishing.

It's a pity that the volunteers took the bait.

The other party sent the time and place, saying that they would meet and talk in detail.

Cheng Xun clicked his tongue softly, and couldn't help feeling like a liar.

He searched the location again with the map of his mobile phone, and found that it was a coffee shop, and he knew it was an expensive shop just by looking at the decoration.

Cheng Xun frowned.

He doesn't really want to waste money.

The time chosen by the other party is also very intriguing, as if he knows that there is no class or part-time job at this point.

Cheng Xun hesitated, but in the end he didn't tell Lu Xingshu about it.

Even he himself doesn't know enough about his original family, so it's better not to let other people get into troubled waters.

Cheng Xun was sitting on a stool in the entrance to change his shoes. Seeing that he seemed to be going out, Lu Xingshu subconsciously asked, "Going out?"

Cheng Xun nodded and lied casually: "Xiao Su from the convenience store asked me to change shifts, so I'll be there for the afternoon anyway."

Lu Xingshu nodded: "Okay."

Cheng Xun came to the door of the cafe as promised, and received a text message when he was hesitating at the door.

The man sent the table number again.

It appears to have arrived early.

Cheng Xun raised his eyebrows and pushed open the glass door of the cafe.

He walked to the agreed table number, took off the down jacket and put it on his arm, and turned on the comfortable heating and air conditioning in the cafe.

The white sweater set off his fair skin, and he also looked like a young man who hadn't experienced much in the world.

The person sitting across from him, that is, the person who sent the text message, was wearing a dark blue casual suit. Even someone like Cheng Xun who didn't care and know much about these things could tell that the material was very good.

It looks expensive.

However, people who meet people in this kind of place on weekends and wear such business-like clothes from head to toe are really good enough.

The man with handsome eyebrows gave Cheng Xun a formulaic smile, and then took out a portfolio from the briefcase beside him.

Then handed it to Cheng Xun.

There was a cup of coffee ordered in front of Cheng Xun, but he didn't want to drink it.

He took the yellow file bag, and hesitated when he was about to open it.

I always feel that this thing is like that Pandora's box. After opening, I am afraid that there are many things that cannot be controlled.

But the curiosity about his life experience still exceeds some reason.

He has been very happy these years, and he is also very grateful to know such wonderful people as Grandma and Lu Xingshu.

But he still wants to know about the obscure past before the age of ten.

I want to know my mother, what kind of person Cheng Ya is, and the father who has never appeared in the memory fragments...

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