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"That's right," Yan Ming blinked, and replied with the same serious tone: "Then you can only sleep with me."

... What does it mean to be teased instead of being teased, that's it.

Hang Zhe was still thinking about whether to climb along the pole, Yan Ming spread his hands, showing regret: "If you don't want to, forget it."

...How can you still not tease the whole set :(

When he got home, Yan Ming opened the door of the small room and said that he was not exaggerating. It is not impossible to insist on getting out of bed and the computer, but it would be too aggrieved to force people.

"Go buy a bed in the afternoon," Yan Ming stood by the door and arranged for him, "Put your computer in my room first, and I'll tidy up the living room for you later."

"Not to sleep with you," Hang Zhe pretended to be surprised, "test me again?"

"That's right, congratulations on passing the test." Yan Ming clapped his hands twice in cooperation.

Hang Zhe quickly booked a bed online and called to confirm the delivery time. Fortunately, it will be delivered later today.

After dinner, the two returned to the University City together.While packing up his things, Yan Ming saw something familiar.

"Hey, I didn't pay attention last time," Yan Ming picked up the electronic calendar on his computer desk, "You also have this?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"I have one at home, too."

"Such a coincidence."

Hang Zhe walked up to him and told him about the "great achievements" of this calendar, smacking his tongue, so mysterious.

"Put it away," Hang Zhe specially took a cardboard box and put the calendar in it carefully, "Go back and put it with yours, and confess."

Back home again, just in time for the master to deliver the bed, he packed the bed and sent the master away, Yan Ming threw him a set of bedding, Hang Zhe looked at the pink sheet in his hand, and then at his bright yellow top, hesitant to speak.

Thinking that he disliked the color, Yan Ming spoke first: "My mother bought it, if you have any opinions, you can tell her yourself."

... dare not have.

In fact, Hang Zhe doesn't care, who cares what color the bed is when he closes his eyes, even if he is allowed to wear it on his body, as long as he doesn't go out, he has no problem.Just a moment ago, his thoughts were out of control, and what appeared in his mind was that the child was naked, and half of the pink quilt had slipped to the ground, exposing the bare/naked shoulders and collarbone... It is very unsuitable for contemplation.

Thinking wildly about making the bed, Hang Zhe heard the call from the next room, Yan Ming cleaned out half of his closet, pointed to the vacant space and said, "Put yours here first."

Hang Zhe hung up the clothes obediently, and raised his hand after hanging up. The clothes of the two were close together without distinguishing each other. This kind of secret intimacy made him feel happy, and he couldn't help but half-jokingly said: "I can grow live?"

"If you can't find a suitable one, stay here." After Yan Ming finished speaking, he turned his head and left, a little blush was very interesting, and it was only when he left the room that he could barely climb his cheeks.

Hang Zhe packed the closet, and sure enough, he saw the same electronic calendar on his desk. Hang Zhe took the other one. Two white squares were put together. He looked closer, and the divination content on it was different.

His one said "No Ji Tai Lai", the strict one said "Pull the clouds to see the sun", and there was something else written underneath, but Hang Zhe didn't read it carefully, so the letter was over.

"By the way, my sister asked me to have dinner tonight, let's go together." Hang Zhe said.

"Huh?" Yan Ming was burying his head in searching for dinner ingredients from the refrigerator, "I'm going too?"

"You don't have anything to eat at home." Hang Zhe stood behind him and looked at it for a while, "You can't cook anything that you can eat, and there's nothing here that you can cook. It's better to eat ready-made ones. My sister cooks better than others." I'm good."

"Oh," Yan Ming closed the refrigerator door obediently, and he didn't want to try to light up this skill, "then wait for me to change clothes."

"No need to change, this one is very good."

"No, how informal it is to wear it out."

"I don't think you need to change it, it looks very...youthful."

"No," Yan Ming's eyes gradually became sharper, "Could it be that you have some unspeakable hobbies?"

Hang Zhe was taken aback: "What hobby?"

Yan Ming raised his eyebrows: "The kind of hobby that will be taken away if you tell it."

"What's on your mind every day?" Hang Zhe laughed, and looked him closer, "That's it, it's pretty."

"Then tell me to change a pair of trousers." Yan Ming tugged at the belt, "This pair is loose."

Before leaving, Yan Ming took the gift box of snacks that his mother had sent him before, worrying whether it would appear that he was not polite enough.Hang Zhe told him that his sister is deeply facial-controlled, and being good-looking is etiquette.

Seeing Hang Xiaoyun, Yan Ming was stunned for a moment, then he called out for his sister, taking advantage of her time to go to the kitchen, he sighed softly: "Your sister is so beautiful, she doesn't look like you."

Hang Zhe felt that this was not a good word: "Praise her if you praise her, why are you still blackmailing me?"

There was one more person on the table, and the siblings couldn't eat in silence anymore. Hang Xiaoyun chatted with Yan Ming, and asked if the game Hang Zhe usually played was called "Above the Gods".

Seeing him nodding, Hang Xiaoyun explained again: "Today I will accompany the boss to talk about a game endorsement. It seems to be the name. Let me confirm with you."

"Well, the mobile terminal is coming online soon," Hang Zhe said to him with a smile when seeing Yan Ming's curious gaze, "They sent me a few test numbers, and I'll give you one later."

"One more thing," Hang Xiaoyun said again, "on the way back, I heard from the boss that he will participate in a variety show for a while, and stars and professional players will team up to play this game. He said that no one has been decided yet. Are you interested? "

"Me?" Hang Zhe didn't think about this question, "Going to variety shows?"

"If you're interested, I'll ask for you." Hang Xiaoyun said.

Hang Zhe thought for a while and said no, this is not the main business after all.

After eating and drinking enough to come out of Hang Xiaoyun's house, it started to rain outside.

It was Hang Zhe who drove the car when he came, and when he went back, he still consciously sat in the driver's seat. The car drove to the elevated entrance, was unlucky, and was running into a temporary traffic control. Hang Zhe turned off the engine and turned his head to find that Yan Ming was looking at him .

"You really don't want to be on the show?" Yan Ming asked him.

"I don't want to talk about whether I want to, but I just don't want my sister to ask for help." Hang Zhe said lightly, and put his hand on the center of Yan Ming's eyebrows, "Don't frown, you can ask whatever you want."

"You and your sister...do you have a bad relationship with your family?" The question lingered in his heart for a long time, but he was still asked. Yan Ming never heard Hang Zhe mention family members other than his sister. Judging by his sister's appearance, it seemed like Living independently for a long time, "I have no other intentions, just a little curiosity."

"Well, my mother is gone." Hang Zhe stroked his forehead along the center of his eyebrows with his fingers, finally inserted into his hair, and rubbed it gently a few times, "My grandma's relatives are all abroad and rarely contacted. As for my father's family, We have lost contact for several years."

"Because a child from my father's relative's family almost killed my sister." Hang Zhe withdrew his hand, casually placed it on the shift lever, suddenly felt a little more warmth on the back of his hand, Yan Ming covered his hand, and inserted his fingers Between the fingers, buckle together with him.

Hang Zhe held his hand instead, absorbing the temperature from his palm.

"The child didn't know where he heard that his father was going to marry my sister, so he tricked my sister into going to his house, locked her in the room, and set a fire outside."

"I called the police later, and they scolded me for being ignorant. The child is only 13 years old. You can guess the ending, and you can't be convicted."

"Before my mother left, she told me to protect my sister. I almost let her down."

Hang Zhe let go, unbuckled his seat belt, raised his hand and took off his shirt——

"I didn't lie to you, I didn't mean not to see you."

As the rain intensified, the elevated highway began to pass, the convoy drove slowly, and finally got on the bridge unimpeded, just like a dusty past that was opened again, from slow to urgent, passing through the heart.

On this day, some people broke the ice in the rain, and some people were alone at home in a daze.

Zhong Rui's guess was right. Someone did take a photo last night. The photo was quickly uploaded to the forum. The moderator deleted it for a round. However, the content was too explosive. Someone posted the photo on Weibo, and then the forum and Weibo exploded together. .

The photo was taken very well. The two men were very close, and one of them was holding his hands. It made sense to say that he was fighting or flirting. Although the face was not photographed, people in the circle can still recognize it at a glance.

Dong Mingqi was the first to respond on Weibo. He maintained his consistent personality and showed a very responsible side. He told everyone not to think too much. The former captain had a good personal relationship with him, and it was definitely not a fight.

Zhong Rui knew that this was just the first wave, and there would be a second wave and a third wave. He didn't bother to guess what kind of story that person wanted to make up. to be consumed again.

The only good thing is that the feelings of these years are finally exhausted, and Zhong Rui can completely withdraw and never look back.

The lights were not turned on at home, the huge living room was pitch black, and the sound of raindrops falling on the window was heard in his ears. Zhong Rui maintained his posture of leaning on the sofa and remained motionless. It took several seconds for the phone to ring.

"Open the door." As soon as the voice on the other end fell, Zhong Rui heard the doorbell.

"Why are you here?" Zhong Rui couldn't open his eyes when the lights suddenly turned on. Art was standing outside the door, holding a waterproof file bag in his hand.

"I want to talk to you about something, but you didn't reply when I sent a message." Art entered the door, took out a dozen documents from his bag, and handed them to Zhong Rui, "Look first."

There is a thick stack of documents, and it may take a whole night to read the details. Zhong Rui took a quick look at the title and signature and understood that Shengshi has changed hands. And was packaged and sold.

Zhong Rui carefully identified the signature, and could only tell that the buyer's surname was Li, but such important information was in the hands of Art, and it seemed that the buyer had a close relationship with Art.

"It's more expensive than expected," Zhong Rui commented and asked, "Why show me this?"

"Because I don't have enough money," Art took out an ID card and another agreement, "It was he who signed it, and I paid the money. We bought it together, and now we still have a little money, and I want to find you to join us."

Zhong Rui didn't know which sentence to complain for a moment, he looked at Art with a smile on his face: "Young master, do you have any misunderstanding about the anchor's salary? not on."

"It's almost enough for you to sell a house," Art said surprisingly, as if he had already planned for him, "You come to Shengshi as a coach, and the rest will be made up with your salary."

"Fuck!" Zhong Rui chuckled, "Are you cheating on me?"

"Yes," Art nodded frankly, "You brought me into the prosperous world, and you have to be responsible to the end."

"Wait a minute, I have a question, if you ask the wrong question, you'll think it's me being passionate." Zhong Rui paused, then hesitated to say, "Are you treating me..."

"Yes." Art is still frank, "But it has nothing to do with me coming to you. I am here today to invite you to join Shengshi as a partner. As for why I am looking for you, because I believe that if anyone The last thing you want Shengshi to disappear, that person must be you."

Zhong Rui didn't speak, the two looked at each other for a while, and he said, "Have you brought your pen?"

Before writing, Zhong Rui made one final confirmation: "I have never been a coach, are you sure you want to use me?"

"I've never been a boss before." Art looked at him with calmness and determination beyond his years. "Anyway, it can't be worse. Why don't we try to see if the prosperity will be ruined by the two of us?"

The author has something to say: See you on Friday.