you better be

Zhao Di really had to laugh at Pei Huan.

What was he doing standing up?

unimportant.

Seeing what Pei Huan said, he pulled up a chair and sat down beside Pei Huan with great interest.

Pei Huan didn't hide it, turned his head to look at Zhao Di, but quickly looked away, clicking the pen in his hand frantically.

Zhao Di smiled: "Da da da, don't you find it annoying?"

Pei Huan glanced at the pen in his hand, then threw it aside.

"Awkward?" Zhao Di asked.

Pei Huan first asked: "Who?" Then asked: "He?"

Then ask, "Why?"

Zhao Di: "I should ask you."

Pei Huan: "I don't know."

Zhao Di pointed at the computer: "Are you going to analyze it like this?"

Pei Huan might also find it funny, he pressed down the computer and shook his head: "No, just write."

Zhao Di asked, "It started on Saturday, didn't it?"

Pei Huan: "Yes."

Zhao Di asked, "Did something happen that day?"

It seems that Pei Huan has gone through it all, and quickly replied: "Rowling, playing cards, eating, archery, volleyball, snacks, that's all."

Zhao Di shook his head: "No, I want to ask, is there something wrong with him suddenly after nothing happened?"

Pei Huan thought for a while: "When playing volleyball..." But it seemed wrong, Pei Huan shook his head: "I don't know."

He only knew that he felt powerless that he couldn't reach Yan Zimi.

Zhao Di asked again: "What happened when you were playing volleyball?"

When playing volleyball, Pei Huan is the referee, and Yan Zimi sits and watches. What can happen?

Pei Huan also thought about it: "It's nothing."

Zhao Di stroked his chin and sighed: "Yaya used to always get into trouble at every turn."

Pei Huan asked, "Why?"

Zhao Di: "It's just small things. Sometimes she is unhappy because I didn't wait for her to walk, sometimes she is unhappy because I don't feed her the first bite, and sometimes she is unhappy because she didn't understand what she said," Zhao Di said. Di smiled: "But Zimi shouldn't be, he doesn't look like this kind of person."

Pei Huan shook his head: "No, he doesn't do that."

In the following time, Zhao Di began to be elegant again.

This, that, and that, and that, Zhao Di and Yaya have been together for four years, and they are still in touch even after being separated for a year. There are so many things to talk about.

During the whole process, Pei Huan was listening and didn't say anything.

At the end of the chat, Zhao Di was embarrassed, and he smiled: "So do you understand?"

Pei Huan asked, "Know what?"

Zhao Di said: "It's useless for you to guess by yourself, you have to ask and communicate."

Pei Huan turned to look at Zhao Di.

Zhao Di clenched his fist: "Go!"

Pei Huan was amused by Zhao Di.

Then Pei Huan stood up suddenly, and the chair receded with a bang because of his movement.

Zhao Di followed Pei Huan and saw Pei Huan picking up the car keys.

Then he opened the cabinet and took out the two clothes of Yan Zimi.

Zhao Di: "What are you doing with your clothes?"

Pei Huan: "Find an excuse."

Zhao Di burst out laughing, and saw that Pei Huan put one of them on directly, and packed the other in a bag.

Zhao Di suddenly had an idea that Pei Huan was not straight.

This is not very good, and you can bring clothes and put on clothes, so you can advance or retreat.

Watching Pei Huan leave the dormitory, Zhao Di looked away and suddenly felt that he was a very old mother.

It's a mess, hey...

It's quite interesting hahaha.

When Pei Huan arrived at the studio, Yan Zimi was teaching his students.

Pei Huan didn't make a sound, he found a corner and sat down.

The student looks like a primary school student, and he is drawing a few bottles at the moment.

When Yan Zimi talked to him, his voice was very low and soft, neither gentle nor harsh.

It's not like talking with Pei Huan usually, there are many ups and downs in tone and emotion.

Yan Zimi taught very carefully, even a layman like Pei Huan could understand him.

Both of them were very serious. Pei Huan sat here for more than ten minutes, and they didn't look back until the elementary school student wanted to change his pen.

The primary school student saw Pei Huan. He picked up the pen he wanted and said, "Mr. Yan, there is someone."

Yan Zimi turned his head following the student's gaze, and was taken aback when he saw the person sitting not far behind him.

But soon he looked away, clicked on the mobile phone next to him, and said, "10 minutes."

Knowing that Yan Zimi was talking to him, Pei Huan replied, "It's okay, you're busy."

When Pei Huan came, Yan Zimi suddenly felt uncomfortable, not to mention that such a big man was sitting behind him and might still be staring at you.

Yan Zimi tried to be as natural as possible, and put his mind on the students as much as possible to finish the class.

More than ten minutes later, the parents of the students came to pick up the students, and Yan Zimi also saw the motorcycle parked by the door.

Yan Zimi closed the glass door of the studio, walked in, and when he was more than one meter away from Pei Huan, he stopped.

Before Yan Zimi could ask anything, Pei Huan spoke first.

"I haven't had dinner yet," he said.

Yan Zimi frowned immediately: "Why haven't you eaten yet?"

Pei Huan said, "Come and find you."

Yan Zimi then asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

Pei Huan picked up the bag: "Your clothes."

Of course Yan Zimi felt that it was outrageous: "Just come here and return the clothes?"

Pei Huan probably also felt that it was not correct to return clothes without eating, so he shook his head: "Probably not."

Yan Zimi had an answer in mind, but he didn't want to ask any more, but picked up his mobile phone: "There is no food nearby, let me order you a meal."

Pei Huan asked: "I'm not hungry yet, let's eat together after you get off work."

Yan Zimi was unwilling: "No," he also asked Pei Huan, "What to eat?"

Pei Huan: "It's okay, I'll eat whatever you order."

Yan Zimi curled his lips and stopped talking.

It's past eight o'clock, who hasn't had dinner yet, so Yan Zimi didn't pick anything, he found a restaurant with high ratings, and ordered a few foods with high ratings.

After ordering, he put down his phone: "I'll be there in 10 minutes from Tuesday."

Pei Huan said, "Thank you."

After ordering the meal, the studio fell into a strange silence.

Yan Zimi stood, subconsciously picking up the phone case, feeling a lot of feelings in his heart.

Maybe he was happy because of Pei Huan's arrival, or maybe he was depressed for too many days. When he suddenly saw someone, he was a little overwhelmed, and maybe he still missed a lot.

Yan Zimi couldn't deny that he didn't have a good life these days, he would dream of Pei Huan every night, some good and some bad.

He dreamed that he and Pei Huan were still playing games, drawing together, and playing ball together as before.

I also dreamed that Pei Huan didn't care about his staying away, and they really became more and more strangers.

He also dreamed that Pei Huan introduced him to the girlfriend he just made.

This was Yan Zimi's most terrified dream. When he woke up from the dream that night, Yan Zimi was lying on his side on the bed, curled up together, his heart was terribly stuffy, and he was never alone.

Now this person who surrounds Yan Zimi without doing anything every day is sitting in front of him.

They seem very familiar, but also seem very strange.

"What are you thinking about?"

A few minutes later, Pei Huan first broke the silence.

Yan Zimi only looked up at Pei Huan, shook his head and said, "No."

Pei Huan pulled a chair beside him, and said to Yan Zimi, "Sit here."

Yan Zimi hesitated for a few seconds, but sat down anyway.

There was a wall next to Pei Huan, and when Yan Zimi was seated, Pei Huan could just lean against the wall and look directly at Yan Zimi.

Yan Zimi lowered his eyes and heard Pei Huan ask him: "What's the matter these few days?"

Yan Zimi pretended to be relaxed: "It's okay, what's the matter?"

Pei Huan: "Did I make you angry?"

Yan Zimi still wanted to relax, but his chest was so stuffy, and Pei Huan was still by his side, so he couldn't relax anymore.

So all I can do is shake my head.

Pei Huan didn't make him angry, he made himself angry.

"There must be a reason." Pei Huan said again.

Yan Zimi shook his head.

Pei Huan: "You don't want to say?"

Yan Zimi stopped shaking his head and didn't speak.

Pei Huan: "You should make up one for me."

It was an inexplicable joke, Yan Zimi couldn't help laughing, and then said: "It's okay."

Pei Huan sighed: "Do you seem to be okay?"

Yan Zimi said stiffly, "Like."

Pei Huan stretched out his hand, according to the past, Yan Zimi guessed that Pei Huan wanted to pinch his face.

But it didn't work, Pei Huan took it back halfway through.

Yan Zimi blinked slightly.

Pei Huan: "So, plan to stay with me like this forever?"

Yan Zimi blinked lightly again, thinking, should he answer Pei Huan now, "Yes", then they can keep their distance, and whether Yan Zimi can get out of this vortex and gradually return to own previous life.

It's just that he couldn't open this mouth.

Pei Huan didn't give him this chance either.

Pei Huan said, "Of course not."

He added: "I don't agree."

Yan Zimi's eyes drooped even more, the phone case was about to be scratched by him.

He even had a sore nose.

Pei Huan stopped talking, and Yan Zimi didn't say anything either.

Not long after, a person suddenly appeared on the other side of the door, interrupting the situation where the progress was not progressing.

It was delivered a few minutes earlier than planned, Yan Zimi got up to get it, and asked Pei Huan to sit at the front desk to eat.

Yan Zimi didn't know what Pei Huan liked, so he ordered a lot of things.

Pei Huan went to wash his hands, Yan Zimi was here to help Pei Huan unpack, and then pulled a chair to sit beside him.

Pei Huan came back soon. He glanced at it and picked up a piece of fried chicken with his hand, but he didn't eat it himself, and handed it to Yan Zimi.

Yan Zimi had already raised his hand, but soon he put it down again, scratched silently below, and brought his head closer.

However, Yan Zimi shrank back before reaching the fried chicken.

"Salad dressing."

Pei Huan smiled, dipped some salad dressing and handed it over.

When the fried chicken was in his mouth, Yan Zimi always felt that his lower lip touched Pei Huan's hand.

Pei Huan probably didn't notice it, maybe he didn't feel anything when he did, Yan Zimi took a piece and put it in his mouth when he saw him.

Pei Huan doesn't like to talk when eating, but usually Yan Zimi eats with him, but this time Yan Zimi is watching, and Pei Huan occasionally uses chopsticks to give some dishes to Yan Zimi.

Yan Zimi didn't refuse, he opened his mouth and ate it.

There should be no more guests at night, so after the meal, Yan Zimi tidied up and closed the studio.

Putting on the hat given by Pei Huan, and then riding on Pei Huan's motorcycle, Yan Zimi heard Pei Huan say "Let's go", and the two started on the road.

It didn't rain today, but it was very windy.

Yan Zimi's hand was not injured today, but Pei Huan was wearing Yan Zimi's clothes.

The car stopped at a red light, and Yan Zimi secretly rested his chin on Pei Huan's back.

In this battle between heart and reason, in the end, reason was completely defeated and unable to stand up.

Just by relying on it like this, Yan Zimi can get great satisfaction, he is so useless.

"Cold?"

Pei Huan turned to ask.

Yan Zimi whispered: "A little bit."

Pei Huan glanced at the red light: "Here's your coat."

Yan Zimi quickly pressed Pei Huan's hand: "No, it's not that cold."

Forget it, at least now he can be very happy.

After thinking this through, Yan Zimi finally relaxed completely.

He really liked that Pei Huan came to pick him up on a motorcycle, he really liked riding on Pei Huan's motorcycle, and he liked the feeling of the cold wind on his face.

Whether it is sober or addicted, it is really hopeless.

"It's very windy today."

After another street, Pei Huan asked.

Yan Zimi's voice was muffled, and he lay on Pei Huan's back: "Are you cold?"

Pei Huan: "I'm not cold."

A few minutes later, Pei Huan took Yan Zimi safely downstairs to the apartment.

But he didn't leave directly like last time, but got out of the car with Yan Zimi and went upstairs together.

Yan Zimi didn't ask any further questions, and acquiesced to Pei Huan's home delivery service.

Soon, Yan Zimi arrived at the door.

He opened the door with his fingerprints, said to Pei Huan, "Let me know when you get to the dormitory", and went in.

The gap in the door was getting smaller and smaller, and Yan Zimi waved to Pei Huan from inside the room.

But just when the gap was about to disappear, Pei Huan suddenly stretched out his hand to block it.

"Yan Zimi." Pei Huan pushed the door open with his black gloves.

He looked into Yan Zimi's eyes and asked, "Are you still ignoring me?"

Yan Zimi smiled, and held the handle tightly.

He said, "You are so stupid."