hold that vampire

Zhou Yiyi: [See you? 】

Beat up the little monster: [See you. 】

Zhou Yiyi: 【Do you have any feelings? 】

Beating up the little monster: [I haven't seen enough. 】

Zhou Yiyi: [Then you won't go? 】

Beat the Little Monsters: […]

Pei Yun took a deep breath, snorted so annoyedly that he brushed his hair, and his fingertips moved quickly:

Beat up the little monster: [Up, up, up!You tell me how to get on? ! 】

Beating up the little monster: [Rush to my little uncle and tell him that I like him?Or go straight up and force kiss like you said? 】

Beating up the little monster: [Do I think the current situation is not tricky enough, or do I think my life is not long enough?When the time comes, my little uncle will ignore me and won't let me live in his house. Are you responsible? ! ! 】

Zhou Yiyi: 【If I kiss him forcefully, I will definitely sleep with him right away. It's not sure who will be responsible for whom. 】

Zhou Yiyi: [You are just cowardly. 】

Beat the Little Monsters: […]

Zhou Yiyi: [Okay, okay, actually, what you said is also reasonable. Everyone has different concerns. If he only wants to treat you as a junior and a nephew, it is really inappropriate for you to go up impulsively, and it is easy to be self-defeating. 】

The breath that Pei Yun was holding back suddenly dissipated after seeing this sentence, only his chest was stuffy and stuffy, and he was uncomfortable no matter what.

Beating the little monster violently: [What should I do now. 】

Zhou Yiyi: [It's a bit difficult to do, but since you can't go up directly, why don't you try to do it step by step? 】

Beat up the little monster: [What step by step? 】

Zhou Yiyi: [Chasing~ With someone you like, isn't chasing a normal step? 】

Zhou Yiyi: 【Think about it yourself. Because of this superficial relationship, you missed the person you love and want to be with the most in your life. Are you willing? 】

Zhou Yiyi: [What's more, you are still close to the water, so don't waste your innate advantages. 】

Chase......?

Him, to chase his little uncle?

Pei Yun stared at the word, repeated it subconsciously, and frowned, the edge of the phone case was almost dug out by him.

However, in the next second, he was pulled back from confusion to reality by Du Jian's voice.

"Hey! Pei Bao, look at the photo I sent you!"

Du Jian's voice came from the toilet, empty and echoing.

Pei Yun responded, exited the chat box with Zhou Yiyi, clicked on the picture sent by Du Jian, saw the content clearly from the big picture, and the veins on the forehead twitched suddenly.

"Did you see it!" Du Jian was still shouting.

"Saw."

Pei Yun didn't want to look at it for a second, and turned off the picture with a tsk, with a tone of irritability that couldn't be hidden: "Where did you get the picture?"

Du Jian: "The professional guy next door is there. He went out to buy a Bluetooth headset. He happened to pass by that store and saw it. He was shocked, so he took a photo and sent it to me. He asked if Professor Lu was on a blind date, but how would I know?"

He pondered: "It looks like a blind date from this posture, but does Professor Lu need a blind date if he is so good? This girl is quite good-looking, and she is not a teacher at our school."

"Pei Bao, you live with Professor Lu, you must know the situation, right? Is this a blind date? Ah? Pei Bao? Bao???"

He was howling at the top of his voice inside, but he didn't know that the dormitory was empty, and the person he called had long since disappeared.

"Professor Lu looks better in person than in the photos."

"Thank you, Miss Xie too."

"Really? But I guess Professor Lu hasn't seen my photo?"

Lu Que took a sip of his coffee and was noncommittal to this sentence.

Xie Yan laughed heartily: "Oh, it seems that I guessed it right."

Lu Que apologized lightly.

Xie Yan: "You don't need to apologize, everyone is an adult who has been blind dated by elders, I can understand."

She propped her chin with her hand, looked at Lu Que with her head tilted for a while, and pointed at her delicate fingertips: "At first, I thought that most professors who engage in scientific research should be old-fashioned, even if they are about the same age, I probably would be magnetic No, it seems that I am narrow-minded."

Lu Que put down his coffee cup: "Miss Xie is right, I am indeed old-fashioned."

"If something like Professor Lu's is also old-fashioned, then whether these two words are derogatory or commendatory will probably have to be redefined."

Xie Yan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "To be honest, I originally planned to meet with Professor Lu, and said it was inappropriate, so I went to meet with the elders in my family, but now I have changed my mind."

Lu Que raised his eyes: "Miss Xie's meaning?"

Xie Yan smiled: "It means that I am very satisfied with you as a blind date, no, I have a good impression of you, and I want to try to develop further with you. I don't know what Professor Lu thinks?"

Lu Que lifted his lips: "Sorry."

Xie Yan frowned delicately, and jokingly blamed: "We have only met for less than half an hour, and Professor Lu said sorry to me twice, am I really so difficult to get along with?"

Lu Que: "No, it's because of me."

Xie Yan: "Huh? I would like to hear more about it."

Lu Que seemed to be deliberately confirming his old-fashioned old-fashioned: "In my recent plan, there is no such arrangement as falling in love."

Xie Yan was surprised: "Could it be that the lives of your scientific researchers all follow the schedule step by step?"

Lu Que was ambiguous: "Probably."

Xie Yan frowned delicately and thought for a while, then reluctantly accepted: "Then I can ask Professor Lu, when do you plan to put love on the agenda?"

Lu Que: "I have no plans for now."

Xie Yan raised her eyebrows: "So Professor Lu has no plans to fall in love, or does he not plan to fall in love with me?"

Lu Que seemed to be considering the appropriate words, but before he could think about it, an eight or nine-year-old boy suddenly ran over and stood by their table, holding a bouquet of pink roses and handing them to Lu Que in a daze.

"Brother, this is for you." The little boy said crisply.

Lu Que was sure that he didn't know him, and he was puzzled: "What are you doing for me?"

The little boy shook his head: "I don't know, another brother asked me to give it to you."

Another brother?

Lu Que looked at the bouquet of pink roses in front of him, and he didn't know what to think for a while, and his expression finally fluctuated: "Is that brother you mentioned very good-looking?"

The little boy nodded vigorously: "Ang! It's very beautiful!"

Lu Que took the flowers and asked, "Where is he?"

The little boy turned around and ran away.

Lu Que tapped the table a few times, and then stood up with the flowers: "I'm sorry, Miss Xie, I have something urgent, I'm afraid I have to say goodbye first."

Xie Yan raised three fingers: "It's the third time."

She shook her head and sighed, then leaned back with a helpless smile: "Looks like I guessed right again, let's go, my trip is not in vain, and it's time to get off work."

...

It was raining lightly, Pei Yun leaned in the alley next to the flower shop, drooped his head and sighed: "The bad guy's marriage is struck by lightning, it's over, the Bodhisattva won't bless me."

Zeng Yichen stood in front of him holding an umbrella: "..."

He met Pei Yun when he was shopping and ready to go back to school.

It was raining lightly, and he ran out recklessly without even holding an umbrella, and was doused by the rain.

He couldn't leave him alone, so he temporarily changed his way and walked over to be his umbrella bearer.

Accompanying him into the flower shop to pick a bouquet of pink roses, watching him hand the roses to a little boy and helping him forward them to the man by the window in the opposite restaurant, and finally stop here, listening to his illogical words Wail and sigh.

"Why don't you deliver it yourself?" He asked softly.

Pei Yun was silent for two seconds, then shook her head: "No, it's not suitable."

Zeng Yichen: "Xiao Pei, you know that there is actually no difference in meaning between sending it by yourself and asking someone to take it."

Pei Yun's eyelashes trembled, but she didn't speak.

He also knew it was a bad thing to do.

He didn't dare to say it, but he still wanted to stop Lu Que from contacting other people, wanting to circle him domineeringly, trying to keep him with clumsy means.

But there was no way, he just couldn't control it.

He thought that he might really be spoiled by Lu Que.

After a while, he let out a deep breath, stood up straight, and said in a relaxed tone as if nothing had happened: "Let's go, Chief, we should go back."

Zeng Yichen stood there without moving.

He tilted his head and called again: "Director?"

"I know what it's like to watch someone you like fall in love with someone else."

Zeng Yichen spoke almost at the same time as him.

Pei Yun was taken aback.

Zeng Yichen tightened his fingers on the handle of the umbrella, calmly: "Looking at the person who was within reach away from me, watching him pretending to be another person with all his heart and eyes, what he said inside and outside the words It's all him, and his emotions are completely affected by him, this sad and powerless feeling is really uncomfortable."

"Because I'm cowardly and timid, I want to keep the person I like by my side, but I don't want to accept other people's strange eyes, and I don't dare to bear the pressure from my family. Even if I can be with him, I probably can't take care of him well. He, so I deserve it, it's not a pity at all."

"But Xiao Pei, you are different."

He closed his eyes, looked into Pei Yun's eyes, and put every word lightly: "You are different from me, and the result you get should not be the same as mine."

Because I know how hard it is, and I don't want you to feel as bad as I do.

The patter of rain hitting the umbrella surface overlapped.

It was the chaotic drumbeats, which made Pei Yun's heart flutter.

Zeng Yichen raised his eyes and looked behind him, Pei Yun subconsciously turned back, and through the misty rain curtain, met a pair of cold and deep eyes.

For a moment, his breathing slowed down, as if he had been covered in snow.

"Professor Lu."

After a brief silence, Zeng Yichen was the first to break it, with a bit of relief in his tone, probably only he knew it.

It turned out that those words were not only to enlighten Pei Yun, but also to convince himself.

Oh, that's alright.

Lu Que nodded, and looked at Pei Yun again, with the same expression as usual, as if he was completely unaware of his avoidance these days.

He asked him, "Go home?"

The temperature inside the car is slightly higher than outside.

Pei Yun sat awkwardly in the co-pilot, looking down she could see the bouquet of pink roses placed between them by Lu Que.

He suddenly felt embarrassed, so he turned his face to the window, unable to bear to look more.

He thought he'd be asked about flowers, or something...

However none.

He didn't speak along the way, and Lu Que didn't say a word either. From getting on to getting off the car, from entering the elevator to getting out of the elevator, the atmosphere was only quiet.

While Pei Yun breathed a sigh of relief, he also felt an indescribable loss.

He walked into the porch behind Lu Que. Just like today's weather, his mood was so gloomy that he almost fell to the bottom. He just wanted to lock himself in the room immediately and take a good eo to let go of this unreasonable negative energy.

Unexpectedly, after changing the shoes, he took half a step, and his wrist tightened.

Lu Que, who had been calm all the way, suddenly grabbed his right wrist. Pei Yun was unprepared, stepped back a few steps, and was led back to the bar by him.

Lu Que clasped his wrist with one hand and pressed it to the side of his head, while the other hand casually supported the edge of the bar, easily confining him in front of him.

Pei Yun's left hand subconsciously grasped the material of his arm, and reacted from the bewilderment, her face flushed suddenly: "Little, little uncle?"

Lu Que looked at him with lowered eyelids, a bit condescending, with deep eyes, no emotion could be seen.

Different from the almost restrained movements in his hands, his tone was still calm and emotionless: "Did you fall in love?"

"???"

Pei Yun opened her eyes wide: "I didn't! Who said that???"

Lu Que's eyes relaxed a bit: "Since there is no one, why don't you want to go home."

"..."

Pei Yun couldn't answer, her eyes flickered and she didn't dare to look at him.

"Pei Yun."

Lu Que looked at him, tightened his five fingers slightly on his wrist, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing while hiding from me?"

It's rare for him to call him by his first and last name like this. Whenever he calls him, he can't help but feel guilty.

"No."

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and whispered: "Little uncle, you must be thinking too much, I can't hide from you, I just think it is convenient to revise the thesis at school..."

He moved, trying to free his wrist.

Feeling the strength of his struggle, Lu Que's eyes flickered slightly, and he let go of him.

Pei Yun was like a rabbit who had regained his freedom. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him. He turned around and quickly fled back to the room.

Lu Que watched the person disappear behind the closed door.

After a long while, he touched the center of his eyebrows with his fingers, and became even more irritable.

...

In the steam-filled bathroom, Pei Yun stared at his blurred silhouette in the mirror in a daze, and for a long time didn't have the guts to reach out to wipe off the mist on it.

He knew that his current expression must be very ugly, and he couldn't even smile from the corners of his mouth, and it was a disappointment to see it.

He was in a bad enough mood.

Maybe it can't be called bad.

It's probably the same as a room full of fog, lingering, unable to see clearly, so confused... I don't know what to do.

Going back to the room and falling into bed, he buried his face on the shark's back in a broken state, and began to regret why he didn't reject Lu Que at the entrance of the flower shop just now, and why he followed him back in a moment of brain fever.

It's all right now, he doesn't even know how to step out of the room door.

...But it seems that he can't be blamed.

If you like someone you miss so much, ask him directly in front of him if you want to go home with him, how can he refuse?

It is impossible to refuse.

So he couldn't resist the temptation, so he followed and came back, so he fell into the current dilemma of neither embarrassment nor embarrassment.

Deserve it.

He thought he would think a lot.

Thinking about what his little uncle was doing these days when he was not at home;

Think about the final result of the blind date interrupted by him today;

Think of the unreasonable "Are you in love";

The bouquet of pink roses that I wanted to be brought back but didn't know how to arrange...

It's a pity that he guessed wrong again, and there were none.

He is like a tired bird, finally returning to the habitat he is most attached to. As soon as he closes his eyes, sleepiness comes from all directions and overwhelms him.

Then, he fell into a dream again and returned to the alley next to the flower shop.

But this time Zeng Yichen was gone, and the little boy who helped him deliver flowers was also not there, and he was still holding the pink rose, and he was soaked by the rain together with him.

In the dream... Do you still want to send it?

He stood there blankly, staring at the roses in a daze.

Not long after, two figures, one black and one pink, appeared from the corner of the eye. He looked up and recognized one of them, his eyes widened slightly.

It's his little uncle!

And although the girl walking beside his little uncle couldn't see her face clearly, he knew that she was his blind date today.

They were intimate, the girl was holding Lu Que's arm, her steps were brisk, she raised her head and said something with a bright smile, and there was a rare gentle smile on Lu Que's face.

They look like a good match.

It was extremely dazzling in Pei Yun's eyes.

I have to admit that even though he knew it was a dream, he still inevitably panicked.

He ran over quickly stepping on the water stains all over the floor, and stopped in front of them in a mess, and called "little uncle" anxiously and flustered.

Lu Que stood still and looked at him. The girl was covered under his umbrella. He didn't ask him if he was cold, and he didn't care if he would catch a cold if he was soaked. He just responded coldly and asked him what he was doing here. .

Pei Yun couldn't help shivering.

Obviously, he didn't feel the coolness just now, but now he feels that the rainwater falling on his body is like newly melted ice, which is extremely cold.

"I, I came to you..."

"What do you want me to do?"

"I want to give you this."

He handed out the bouquet helplessly, and spoke incoherently: "I just passed by the flower shop, this bouquet of flowers is very beautiful, I think you should like it, I want to give it to you..."

"Need not."

Lu Que looked at him, his words were cold, but they hit his heart like a heavy hammer: "I have a girlfriend, it's inappropriate for you to give me this."

As his words fell, the girl also laughed and hugged his arms tighter.

She said to Pei Yun: "Yes, Xiaoyun, it's too inappropriate for you as a nephew to give roses to your uncle. If you want to give them, I should be the one to give them."

Pei Yun felt that her voice was extremely harsh.

He didn't want to talk to her, and he held his breath and stubbornly refused to take back his hand, as if he wouldn't leave if Lu Que didn't accept the flowers.

But this time, his persistence did not soften Lu Que's heart.

His eyes didn't even linger on him for a second, and he led his girlfriend exquisitely around him to the side of the car, just like every time he had done with Pei Yun before, he held her umbrella and sent her to the passenger seat .

The car drove away without hesitation, and the red taillights gradually faded away in the rain.

He was dropped by his little uncle.

The rose fell to the ground, and the petals fell to pieces.

The heart and the rose shattered together, and the rain mixed with the cold wind hula la poured into his chest, freezing him to the point of death.

It took me a long time to raise my hand to touch it, but it was empty.

It turned out that a big hole had been opened there at some time, and when I looked down, I saw a bloody mess. !

He opened his eyes in vain, and sat up suddenly from the bed, like a drowning person finally surfacing, breathing in the air heavily.

No roses, no rain, no chest, no heart.

But he couldn't give birth to any joy.

The feeling of falling into the ice cellar is too real.

Desperate to the point of not being able to see any hope, watching him drift away from me, watching the tenderness and consideration that belonged to me being passed on to others, watching his world can no longer tolerate him... ..

The night poured into his faintly red eyes, melting into bottomless fear.

He grabbed the quilt vigorously until his knuckles turned white, threw off the quilt and jumped out of the bed, eager to demand evidence, almost stumbled towards the study.

Good news was originally sleeping on the carpet in the living room. When he came out, although he was dazed and staring, he still ran over to rub his calf wagging his tail.

But Pei Yun couldn't care about it anymore.

He leaned on the door frame and recklessly pushed open the study door, saw the person standing by the window with his back turned to him, and also saw the intact pink rose lying in front of the computer.

A rift was finally stripped between dream and reality.

The turbulent and mixed emotions overflowed the heart, and the sourness welled up the nasal cavity.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the dry tingling made him wake up a lot, only to realize that he was shaking slightly while holding the doorknob.

The surrounding is very quiet, only the sound of rustling rain outside the window is heard.

Good News sits obediently by his lap, cute and cute with her head tilted and her tail wagging happily.

Lu Que extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray. Looking back at him, his eyes fell on the pair of fangs protruding from his lips, and he said slowly, "Are you hungry?"

Pei Yun's face turned pale, feeling her slowing heartbeat, she didn't answer.

His emotionally unstable silence was naturally interpreted by Lu Que as tacit consent.

He turned around and casually leaned against the window, raised his hand to loosen his tie, and said without emotion: "Come here."

It took Pei Yun a while to digest the two words, blinked mechanically, and slowly walked up to him and stood still.

The ends of his hair were messy, and the thin pajamas hung on his body, outlining the boy's thin and thin shoulders.

He was that china doll again that looked like it would shatter if touched.

It seems to be raining again outside.

Hitting the leaves made a pattering sound.

The wind leaked in through the gap in the window and gently lifted the corner of Pei Yun's clothes, and Lu Que moved his fingertips to close the gap.

"If you want to bite, you can solve it yourself."

This is the first time he hasn't been used to him.

Pei Yun listened to the sound of the rain in a daze, and waited until his emotions calmed down and his fingertips were not trembling so much, then he raised his hand and tried to untie his tie.

He was a half-assed guy, forgetting halfway through tying his tie, and was terribly slow to untie it.

While explaining, he was thinking wildly, and finally couldn't help but whispered, with a little bit of grievance hidden in his voice: "I gave you that bouquet of pink roses."

"I know." Lu Que answered him.

Pei Yun's eyelashes trembled: "Then, do you think it's inappropriate for me to send you flowers?"

"will not."

Lu Que said: "There is nothing inappropriate, you can give it away if you want."

It's different from the dream.

Sure enough, the dreams are all false.

Until this moment, dreams and reality were completely separated.

Pei Yun's eyes gradually lit up, and he pursed his lips tightly. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to laugh.

He glanced up at him quickly.

"So did your blind date go well?"

"It's just a meeting, it doesn't matter if it goes well or not."

"Will we see you later?"

"Not anymore."

The corners of the mouth finally turned up in a small arc, and against the corners of the eyes that were still blushing, there was a kind of childishness of a big boy.

He finally undid the tie, took it off and put it aside, consciously went to undo the top two buttons of his shirt.

"I still have luggage in the dormitory." There was a rising taste in his voice.

Lu Que looked at his fluttering eyelashes: "Tomorrow I will pick it up with you."

"it is good."

Pei Yun removed the second one and stopped.

"I still prefer to live at home."

He focused on his fingertips, a bit like a child talking to himself.

"Uncle, I still like to live with you."

The moment the voice fell, Lu Que raised his hand and pressed him into his arms: "Then come back and live."

Pei Yun embraced his neck, closed his eyes, his fangs pierced in, and blood oozed from the edge of the teeth, staining the cold white skin, turning into clusters of wild roses.

The director was right, he couldn't just watch him fall in love with others just because he was thinking too much.

Zhou Yiyi is also right, since he likes someone, he is not so treacherous that he will be condemned by the whole world, he should pursue him as it should be, otherwise the dream will come true, and he might really regret it and die in place.

He always had to hug this person to feel at ease.

He always needs to be nice to himself to be at ease.

You always have to... find a way to make him your own, so that you can feel at ease.