see my bamboo horse again

The two seemed to completely ignore the other person in the dormitory, having a great time.

"Hey, how's it going? Brother, isn't he amazing? Let me fly with you..."

Zhao Jiayi said contemptuously, "Who did I save when I almost died just now?"

Qiao You snorted, "Are you still coming?"

"Come on, why don't you come!" The two started another round.

Wen Yan lowered his eyes, and sat down on his bed, when a bell rang, it was a call from a stranger.

"Hello."

Zhao Jiayi subconsciously paused when he heard his voice.

Qiao You called him, "What are you doing, hurry up, go this way..."

"I'm coming."

There was a quiet female voice on the other end of the phone, "Is it Wen Yan? I'm Han Yishan."

Wen Yan still had no mood swings in his eyes, "What's the matter?"

"Well, it's like this. I have something to give you. Can you come out for a while? I'm outside your dormitory building."

Wen Yan frowned invisibly, "Go out now?"

Zhao Jiayi's hand that was about to move stopped again, and Qiao You scolded: "Fuck, what are you doing, boy? How can you say that if you die, you will die. Give me some preparations?"

Zhao Jiayi glared at him irritably, "If I have time to prepare for you, can I still die?"

Qiao You scratched his head, "It's also..."

Han Yishan said: "Well, can you come out now?"

Wen Yan glanced at the two people who were still playing the game over there, and said "OK" lightly.

He hung up the phone, changed his clothes and went out.

The door of the dormitory was closed, and Zhao Jiayi simply threw the phone on the bed, "Stop playing."

Qiao You looked at him inexplicably, "Didn't you say you wanted to kill me until the early hours? What time is it?"

Zhao Jiayi said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to play anymore. I said it's early in the morning? Are you stupid? Teacher Huang Dezheng will come tomorrow. Could it be that you want to see him with your panda eyes?"

Qiao You thought it made sense, "Okay, let's play tomorrow."

He looked at the dormitory, "Hey, your roommate has gone out?" He seemed to hear the door closing vaguely.

Zhao Jiayi was a little uncomfortable, probably because Wen Yan went out without even saying a word.

"I don't know." His voice was muffled.

He also said that he is a good brother and a ball!

Qiao You thought of something, and asked narrowly, "Do you think he's gone on a date?"

Zhao Jiayi's body froze, and he retorted reflexively, "How is it possible? Who is he dating?"

Qiao You looked at him strangely, "Why are you excited? Are you unhappy about his date? Doesn't that Han Yishan seem to be chatting with him today? Maybe he just went to see Han Yishan."

Zhao Jiayi was dumbfounded, let alone, it is really possible.

That's right, he's not happy about it, what does Wen Yan have to do with dating?He should be happy.

He was so depressed because Wen Yan, as his brother, didn't tell him anything, yes, that's it.

He didn't play games anymore, and Qiao You didn't stay in their dormitory anymore, and said, "I'll come to play with you tomorrow."

Zhao Jiayi waved his hand.

There was no one in the dormitory, so Zhao Jiayi checked Weibo for a while, then got up bored, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Coming out of the bathroom, he subconsciously checked the time.

Two 10 minutes.

Shit, really went on a date?I haven't come back for so long.

What's the date at night, why can't we make an appointment tomorrow during the day?

He couldn't sleep a little, because he was worried that Wen Yan would wake him up when he came back, so he didn't sleep at all, swiping his phone boredly.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Zhao Jiayi lay down abruptly, and pulled the quilt over his head.

With a bag in his hand, Wen Yan glanced around the room, and finally his eyes fell on the bulging bed bag.