I just want to be a vegetable

The days are just like this day by day, looking forward to having an extra activity every day besides going to class, eating, sleeping and chatting with Feng Zhe, playing ball with Cheng Zhiyuan and the others.

Playing together more times, yearning also became one with them, and began to call them brothers.

It's another interior design principle class, yearning to peek at the book owner's complaints while listening to the class as usual.

This time, what he saw was not complaints about the teacher, but complaints about the classmates around him.

"Girlfriend is such a scary creature. The one from Liao Zi's family came to supervise his class again. Fortunately, I don't have a girlfriend." Behind it was a simple smirk.

Yearning followed and raised the corners of her mouth, thinking, fortunately, I don't have a girlfriend either.But why did he say that there would be no such thing as having no confidence in himself?

Yearning thinking began to diverge, imagining the owner of the book as an otaku frustrated in love, with a bird's nest on his head and slippers on his feet. When the camera turned to his face, it turned into Feng Zhe's face, still wearing the cartoon sweater he bought that day.

Longing for more and more fun, took out his phone and sent Feng Zhe a message [hiahiahiahia...]

The result is that Feng Zhela went to the consulting room to chat with Feng Zhela at night.

"What's wrong with you today?"

"It's nothing." Xiang Xiang smiled, and went through the picture in class again in his mind.

Feng Zhe saw his fuzzy look, and shook his hands in front of his eyes: "I said, you haven't explained to me what happened last time, explain it to me now."

"What are you going to tell me?" Xiang Xiang thought for a while, "Oh, there's nothing to say about playing ball, so we just played a ball together."

"But I remember someone saying that some people are disgusting."

"Hey, why don't we not know each other?"

Feng Zhe said with a smile: "Who dares not allow it? It's only now that I realize that your face-changing speed is beyond my cognition."

Yearning didn't know how to reply, Feng Zhe said again: "How is it, that man?"

"That's it, people are okay, and it's quite comfortable to get along with."

Feng Zhe just kept laughing there, yearning to look at him inexplicably: "By the way, he also asked if you have a girlfriend. You said why you haven't seen anyone recently, what are you fussing about? You can't really secretly Have you got a girlfriend?"

"You don't know if I have a girlfriend or not—" Feng Zhe stopped laughing, "Besides, I don't have a girlfriend either."

Xiangqian felt familiar when he heard this, and after thinking about it for a while, he remembered that he saw this sentence in a book this morning: "If I didn't know that you are from the law department, I would suspect that the book I bought belonged to you, and the words were exactly the same. How do you know that you won't have a girlfriend? How old are you? Are you so pessimistic?"

Feng Zhe stared at the desktop in a daze, yearning to joke: "Do you want to have a boyfriend?"

Feng Zhe suddenly looked up at him, Xiang Xiang suddenly realized something, and tried to find the answer from his eyes.

"Mm." Feng Zhe responded simply.

Yearning was stunned on the spot, with his mouth half-opened and unable to speak.

"What? Do you feel sick? Do you regret being friends with me?"

Xiang Xiang hurriedly said: "How is it possible! I just haven't recovered from the shock...you, I really haven't thought about it."

Feng Zhe sighed lightly, and Xiang Xiang continued to explain: "Really, I don't think there is anything, don't think too much. Just be happy, it doesn't matter who you like, you are still yourself."

Feng Zhe finally smiled: "You are the first person who comforted me like this after knowing my orientation. Thank you. Sincerely."

"You're welcome, I mean it too."

After speaking, the two burst out laughing at the same time.

Ever since Cheng Zhiyuan got in touch with Xiangxiang by phone, Xiangxiang has received messages from him from time to time. The two often discuss sports information and their favorite stars. Sometimes Cheng Zhiyuan will give him some professional advice and opinions on professional teachers. I'm used to this way of getting along.

这天上着课，正无聊呢，向往掏出手机，不由自主的翻到了备注「欠揍的」名字上，输入「晚上打球吗」正要点击发送，刚好「欠揍的」进了一条短信，内容It turned out to be "playing ball tonight" that he hadn't sent yet.He immediately went back to the "good" past.

After replying to the message, he began to look forward to the end of get out of class and to go to the court to play early.He planned to read the book owner's complaints to pass the boring time.

Yearning turned to a page, and there were a lot of words written in the blank space. Judging from the strokes of the words, the master should be in a lazy state when he wrote these, similar to him now.

【My him, what kind of person will he be?Will you share hobbies with me, will you be an interesting person, will you be a cute ghost, will you be shy, will you blow your hair, will you...]

Longing followed by thinking of myself, what kind of person would my she be?

His entire adolescence and childhood were repressed in family conflicts. At the age of early love, he has been committed to rejecting the intentional approach of the opposite sex.

Maybe it's because of family affairs, he feels very insecure in his heart, he doesn't know how to like someone, and always feels that it is quite difficult for two people to be together well, so he didn't want to challenge this difficulty from the beginning.

He suddenly thought of Feng Zhe. Ever since he knew that Feng Zhe liked boys, he began to think about boys being with boys.

Although he has always known that there is a relationship between same-sex couples, but because it has never happened to him, he has no intuitive feeling, and he has never thought about it.

What would it be like if I were with a boy?

Playing ball together, watching football games together, skipping classes together, complaining crazily together... Cheng Zhiyuan's face and the conspicuous abdominal muscles on his waist suddenly appeared in Yearning's mind, he came back to his senses, pinched his thigh hard, and waved away his mind s things.

Cranky thinking is really a good way to waste time, yearning finally spent the last class.

After arriving at the court, Xiang Xiang found a few more people he didn't know. After Cheng Zhiyuan's introduction, he found out that these people belonged to the school basketball team, and one of them was the person in charge.

Yearning knew from their conversation that the school basketball team lacked a player, and wanted to recruit him.

Yearning was naturally very happy, and he acted in front of them like chicken blood all night, hoping to be recognized by them and realize his wish to enter the school team.

However, he found that Cheng Zhiyuan was a little different tonight, looking restless.While intercepting a ball, Cheng Zhiyuan was accidentally tripped by his opponent, and he leaned over and fell down.

Xiang Xiang was right next to him, and ran up to block his sloping body with one hand, and grabbed his back with the other to pull him back.

Cheng Zhiyuan also came back to his senses, followed the strength of yearning, straightened his body, and leaned towards his chest.

The profile faces of the two were very close at this moment, and Xiang Xiang could feel his fine hair twitching lightly in the wind.

Yearning's heart beat so fast for some reason, and his face also became hot, and he wondered if he was sick.

After Cheng Zhiyuan stood firm, he also noticed that the postures of the two of them were a bit ambiguous, but he still maintained the posture of being surrounded by Xiangxiang, his face was slightly sideways, and his eyes caught Xiangxiang's flushed cheeks out of the corner of his eye.

Because they were too close, Yearning also sensed Cheng Zhiyuan's gaze, her heart beat faster, and her subordinates could clearly feel Cheng Zhiyuan's warm and tough skin.

It wasn't until Cheng Zhiyuan put his hand on his arm that Xiang Xiang was freed from this uncontrolled state and let go of Cheng Zhiyuan's body.

"Thank you."

"No need." Xiangxiang took a deep breath, slightly suppressing the frantic heartbeat, "What happened to you today, it seems like you lost your soul."

Cheng Zhiyuan stared at the blush on Xiangxiang's wet face, and he came back to his senses after hearing his question: "Accompany me to the side for a rest, and I'll show you something."

Yearning followed him to the side, watched as Cheng Zhiyuan took out the phone from his bag, tapped it a few times, and handed it to him.Yearning took the phone and carefully looked at the contents inside.

After reading it, Xiangxiang finally understood what was going on: he fell into another romantic misunderstanding.This time he and Feng Zhe formed a new CP, and the popularity was no less than the combination of him and Cheng Zhiyuan.

Because during this period of time, his Feng Zhe often met, and the two often fought and fought. The photos they took looked quite deceptive, and the people who didn't know the truth were easily led by the publisher.

Reluctantly, Yearning returned the phone to Cheng Zhiyuan: "Is there something wrong with my physique? I'm always asking for such things."

"You're saying it's not true and they've misunderstood?"

Cheng Zhiyuan's sudden excitement startled Xiangqian: "Could it be possible that you think it's true? It's not like you didn't know that we were also messed with like this before. Could it be that we are really a couple?"

Cheng Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "That might be."

Yearning was choked by his words, and the face that had just cooled down felt a little hot again.

On the way back, Xiang Xiang remembered that Feng Zhe liked boys, Cheng Zhiyuan's words "that might be" sounded in his mind, and his heart skipped a beat, Feng Zhe and him, will Feng Zhe...

Yearning quickened his pace and called Feng Zhe while walking. He really needed to meet Feng Zhe and have a good chat with him.

"What are you doing, you came to find me sweating and smelly, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

Longing to see that Feng Zhe was still the same as before, not affected by this incident at all, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Did you see that post?"

Feng Zhe paused for a moment before he understood what he meant: "Isn't it that you and I have become a couple again? That's why you came to me in such a hurry?"

Yearning to see how he doesn't care, on the other hand, looking back at my own impatience, I scratched my head in embarrassment: "Hey, I was afraid you would be unhappy, but luckily you didn't take it seriously."

"Unhappy? What's wrong with me?" Feng Zhe suddenly understood what Xiangyang was anxious about as he spoke, grabbed his arm, and let go of it in disgust after getting his hands wet.

"You don't think I like you do you?"

The yearning was hit by his words, and she didn't dare to look him in the eyes.

"Did you imagine that you regarded me as a buddy, but I secretly fell in love with you?"

Xiang Xiang refused to admit that he really thought about it, not only that, he also thought about how to tell Feng Zhe if this was the case, and worried that there would be no friends between them.

Feng Zhe looked at him, clicked his tongue, and continued: "You are really narcissistic, which eye can see that I like you?"

"You don't like me that little bit?" Yearning refused to accept.

"I like it! I like it to death! Do you want to come and kiss me?" Zhen pouted and leaned over.

Xiang Xiang hurriedly pushed him away: "You are quite thick-skinned!"

"Not as thick as you!" Feng Zhe said, "If you like someone, as long as you get close to him, you will feel your heart beat faster. You see we stick together every day, when did my heart beat faster?"

"Yes, will your heart beat faster..."