he is afraid, he pretends

Qian Weichang thought about it alone for a while, and quickly digested the fact that Wu Luming's family was rich.

He thought that things were simple, and after digesting it, he felt that being rich didn't seem to be a big deal, so he returned to normal quite naturally.

He went to see Wu Luming again, only to suddenly find that the corner of Wu Luming's mouth was cut.

The wound was not small, especially on Wu Luming's fair face, it was particularly glaring.

As soon as Qian Weichang saw it, he howled directly: "Damn, you were beaten up by that bastard just now?!"

Building C was a little far from Building A where the two of them had class just now, and most of the people coming and going here didn't know what happened in Building A just now.

When Qian Weichang roared like this, the people around all looked at the two of them.

Feeling that more eyes were falling on his body, Wu Luming subconsciously looked past Qian Weichang, and looked again at the direction where Wen Siyuan was standing just now.

Wen Siyuan, who was standing there alone just now, now stood beside a man who looked about forty or fifty, and beside him were several students who looked like students.

The man was talking, Wu Luming couldn't hear what he said specifically, but he could roughly recognize that he was telling something.

Because the students next to him would occasionally nod their heads, Wen Siyuan didn't look at this side anymore, and lowered his eyes slightly as if he was listening carefully.

Although he didn't see Wen Siyuan for a day and a night, but thinking about it carefully, this seemed to be the longest time he had been separated from Wen Siyuan since he moved into Wen Siyuan's house.

After the National Day, the weather turned cold rapidly, and the lowest temperature today was even less than 20 degrees.

Wen Siyuan wore a long gray thin windbreaker today. Inside the windbreaker was a simple black singlet. The singlet was tucked into the trousers, making his legs extraordinarily long.

Nearly two-thirds of the corridor on the first floor was in sunlight after nine o'clock in the morning.

Wen Siyuan was standing in a position where the sun could shine. He stepped on the sun with his whole body. The gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose had a textured luster, which immediately drew Wen Siyuan, who was already easy to feel distanced. Higher and farther.

Seeing that Wen Siyuan didn't look here for a while, Wu Luming stared at Wen Siyuan and became fascinated.

But it will be obvious that he is not the only one paying attention to Wen Siyuan.

The height of 1.9 meters is very eye-catching in the crowd. In addition, Wen Siyuan has an adult masculinity that is completely different from that of a student, and his facial features are three-dimensional and correct.

Once such a person is thrown into the student group, it is difficult for people not to notice.

Wu Luming was watching intently, and not far away, the older man who looked like Wen Siyuan's mentor hadn't finished speaking.

However, he was caught off guard, and originally looked down at Wen Siyuan who was listening seriously, but suddenly raised his eyes and looked straight at him.

Caught his sight again, Wu Luming didn't dodge this time.

The distance between the two was about ten meters, and there were people walking back and forth between them.

Sight is blocked and restored.

The elder was still talking, and Wen Siyuan stood still, but his eyes never moved away since they fell on Wu Luming.

Finally the elder finished speaking, patted Wen Siyuan on the shoulder and gave a last word of advice.

Seeing Wen Siyuan bowing his head, Wu Luming agreed, and after the elder left, his gaze returned, and he seemed to be walking this way.

Qian Weichang's voice rang out at the same time.

"You just got punched by him for nothing? Why didn't you fight back, brother, didn't you beat him that night..."

Wu Luming didn't pay much attention to what Qian Weichang was saying at first, until the last few words fell into his ears.

Wen Siyuan was blocked seven or eight meters away by the crowd, but Qian Weichang had a loud voice, and Wu Luming was not sure if Wen Siyuan could hear Qian Weichang's words there.

Therefore, he looked at Qian Weichang in time and stopped the other party's words: "Fighting and brawling are prohibited in the school."

Qian Weichang choked.

If he was suddenly punched, how could he care about this?

"That can't be so cheap, he..."

Just as Qian Weichang was about to continue talking, suddenly several classmates who had just come from Building A surrounded him.

Wu Luming glanced, it was the male students who wanted to help when those people came to make trouble just now.

Among the few boys who gathered around, the one who was a little familiar with Wu Luming spoke first: "I'm sorry I didn't help you just now, those few people are too courageous, they even dared to bring a knife to school."

"Knife?" Wu Luming's attention was attracted.

"Yeah, those gangsters who don't look very much like our school, everyone has a small Swiss knife in their hands, and they hold it in their palms, and we will take it out to scare us if we want to go forward."

Another boy followed suit: "I took a video, they hide relatively deep, and they only show up when we get close."

As the boy said, he took out his phone and tuned the video for Wu Luming to watch.

Wu Luming took the gap in the phone and glanced at Wen Siyuan again.

Then I found that Wen Siyuan was still standing seven or eight meters away, surrounded by a few students, who were the students who had listened to the elders with Wen Siyuan just now.

With the phone in his hand, Wu Luming looked away and clicked on the video.

After confirming that the faces of the people just now were captured in the video, he returned the phone to the owner and asked politely, "Can you send me this video?"

The boy nodded, took the phone back and sent the video to Wu Luming directly.

Wu Luming thanked him after receiving it, and when he put away his phone and went to see Wen Siyuan again, he found that Wen Siyuan had disappeared from the place where he was standing just now.

The few students who followed Wen Siyuan also disappeared.

Wu Luming looked around.

No one was found.

Qian Weichang's voice sounded: "The squad leader told everyone to go to 101 as soon as possible, and finish the roll call before 55."

Wu Luming heard the words, so he had no choice but to look away first, and followed a few people to C101.

C101 is a small lecture hall.

A few people arrived late, and out of hundreds of seats, only the first three rows were still vacant.

Qian Weichang found a seat in the third row in the back and greeted Wu Luming. After sitting down, he yawned and said with a sleepy face: "I heard from the class monitor that I was listening to a literature lecture today. Is it the same as last year's G?" Is it the same as what people say? I can’t listen to these, and I feel sleepy when I take Chinese class in high school.”

"That's it." Someone next to him replied, "Doesn't someone on the Internet often tease G University and C University for hurting each other every year? They say that every October, G University will give us a literature lecture, and we will go to G University to popularize mathematics knowledge. .”

Qian Weichang repeatedly claimed surprise.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Wu Luming had a rough guess about Wen Siyuan's appearance.

He asked aloud, "Have we heard the literature lecture given by University G last October?"

"Last year, the whole class didn't have to listen. It seemed that twenty people were selected. The student number was not your turn." Qian Weichang explained. , and the whole classroom is full, we didn’t ask the whole class to come last year, why did we ask the whole class to come this year?”

"Last year, the computer department also came. Today, there is a selection exam for freshmen and sophomores in the computer department. No one can come, so we have to fill in."

Qian Weichang sighed, and when his eyes touched the wound on the corner of Wu Luming's mouth again, his attention was quickly diverted again: "Old Wu, you need to go to the infirmary to take care of this wound, it looks a little scary, or you can go down and talk to him." I went to the hospital together, and I happened to be going to the hospital to change my dressing in the afternoon."

There will be no one on the stage in the lecture hall.

Wu Luming glanced at the time, it was just 9:50.

Just hearing Qian Weichang's words, he turned off his phone and looked at the wound on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't feel anything himself, but from the visual point of view, it was indeed serious.

The bleeding hole at the corner of the mouth had scabbed over, and the surrounding area was a little red and swollen.

"Wait a minute, I seem to have chafing medicine here." Qian Weichang said again suddenly, and then fumbled in his pocket for a while.

After groping for almost a minute, he finally fumbled out a tube of medicine from the fifth pocket from top to bottom of his frock coat.

He handed the medicine to Wu Luming.

Wu Luming didn't pick it up right away, but subconsciously glanced at his plastered foot.

Qian Weichang had a rare instant understanding: "I didn't wipe my feet! Am I the kind of person who would take the medicine I wiped my feet to wipe my brother's mouth!"

Before Wu Luming could answer, the person sitting on the other side of Qian Weichang responded first: "Yes."

Qian Weichang directly elbowed it, and then forced the ointment into Wu Luming's hand.

"This is for my arm! I bruised my arm when I fell, and the doctor prescribed it for me!"

While talking, he pulled up his sleeves, wanting to show Wu Luming the wound on his arm.

The movement caused laughter from the surrounding people.

Suddenly, the bursts of laughter stopped abruptly.

Not to mention the entire lecture hall, at least the first few rows, all fell silent for a while.

Wu Luming first keenly felt a ray falling on his body. When he looked up, he found that there were already a few people standing on the podium that was empty 2 minutes ago.

The multimedia console of the podium is located on the inner side of the podium, not far from where Wu Luming is sitting.

There are a few students who look like students gathered around the console, seeming to be turning on the multimedia screen.

And Wen Siyuan was standing in front of the console.

When Wu Luming looked over, Wen Siyuan was looking away from him. On the way to look back, he seemed to stay on the ointment in his hand for a few seconds.

There are discussions around.

"Is the tall and handsome guy in the middle a teacher of University G?"

"Help! He is my favorite!"

"Handsome is handsome, but don't you think he is so serious? Just looking at him has a fear of being dominated by a demanding and strict teacher."

"He doesn't seem to be a teacher. My friend from G University said that he is a PhD student in the Chinese Department of G University."

"Doctor? At least 25, right? Could he be married already?"

Wu Luming was listening when suddenly he was patted on the shoulder.

He withdrew his thoughts for a while, and looked at Qian Weichang who was photographing him.

Qian Weichang's expression was suddenly very serious, and he approached him and whispered to him: "I just thought about it, you should try not to go anywhere alone recently."

Wu Luming quickly understood Qian Weichang's meaning, looked at Qian Weichang's serious and worried expression, and explained simply, "They won't do anything to me."

Qian Weichang had a look of disbelief: "If you dare to carry a knife in school, who knows what crazy things they will do outside the school?"

Seeing that he finished speaking, Wu Luming started talking about moving back to the dormitory, so he had to explain in more detail.

"First, if they were the ones who dared to do crazy things, then the night we taught them outside the school, the three of them would not have been beaten so badly by me alone. The more ruthless a person is, the more vulnerable they are They will try their best to drag the enemy to hell together, but when the three of them are in a weak position, their reactions are invariably fear, retreat and begging for mercy.

Second, if they really hated me so much that they wanted revenge at any cost, they would not choose to smear my reputation by using other people's hands after they were discharged from the hospital.Even in the video just now, the only ones with knives in their hands were those who were not from our school, and those three people did not hold any weapons in their hands.It means that although they want to teach me a lesson, they only want to teach me on the premise of being wise and safe, not that they also need to pay the same or even more painful price to teach me.

Third, on the night when I fought with them outside the school, when I was beating the leader of them, the other two didn't try their best to help protect them, including today. Although the three of them came together, the only one who rushed out to fight The person who is the leader shows that the relationship between the three of them is not as good as it seems on the surface. This kind of relationship can only be maintained when nothing happens. It's too late to care about others. "

The trio are juniors this year.

In the past two days, Wu Luming had a general understanding of what the three of them had done in school for the past two years. The three of them were typical bullying types.

Therefore, the best way to deal with them is to be so tough that they will not be able to resist at all.

Qian Weichang reacted for a long time after listening, and finally said quite seriously: "Brother, I think it makes sense after your analysis. How did you make your analysis so well-founded?"

Wu Luming casually agreed: "I have several books on behavioral psychology on the desk in my bedroom. If you are interested, you can take them to read at any time."

When Qian Weichang heard that he wanted to read a book, he immediately looked pained: "No, I feel sleepy while reading."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly took two points and looked around mysteriously, after confirming that no one would pay attention to them, he moved closer to Wu Luming, and said mysteriously: "Brother, I have a situation, you Would you like to help me analyze and analyze?"

"what's the situation?"

Qian Weichang's big black face showed a rare bit of shyness, he lowered his voice, and said next to Wu Luming, "That's right, if I'm alone, I usually have a good chat with her, and occasionally we will go out together She would be happy to accept food and give her something, and sometimes give it back, but every time I show that I want to date her, she will avoid bringing up the topic first, why do you think this is?"

Wu Luming listened to Qian Weichang's question, blinked his eyes, and did not give an answer for a long while.

Qian Weichang was completely immersed in his boyish emotions, and did not notice Wu Luming's expression.

Seeing that Wu Luming didn't answer, he was about to say something more sadly, when he was bumped by the person sitting on the other side.

Qian Weichang was so nervous that he turned his head to look at the person sitting on the other side, and asked aloud, "Why did you bump into me?"

The person next to him gave him a wink and pointed to the podium: "It's you."

He was dazed, and was about to ask something, but suddenly noticed that the lecture hall had darkened at some point.

The curtains on both sides were closed, and several headlights in the back row of the entire lecture hall were turned on. A PPT was displayed on the big screen on the podium. The PPT was a multiple-choice question about literature.

At the same time, he also noticed that the lecture hall, which was still a little noisy just now, would be too quiet.

The voice of the classmate next to him sounded again: "The lecture has begun, and now we are drawing people to answer the questions, and there will be prizes for the correct answers."

When Qian Weichang heard this, he was relieved.

The lecture is not a class, and answering wrong questions will not affect the class score, and the one on the screen is a multiple-choice question, so he can just make up a random one.

Thinking of this, he stood up, unexpectedly meeting the gaze of the person on the podium, the nervousness that just went down immediately surged up crazily.

The last time Qian Weichang felt so nervous was when he was randomly checked and answered by the perverted professional teacher who was recognized by the whole department.

Obviously the man on the podium didn't have a fierce expression, if he had to say he didn't have an obvious expression, but after Qian Weichang exchanged a glance with him, he didn't dare to look him in the eyes again.

So much so that Qian Weichang didn't care about the last question, rubbed his head and smiled nervously: "Teacher, I don't know."

His tone was visibly nervous, and his voice trembled to the point of stammering, making everyone around him burst into laughter.

The man on the podium didn't make things difficult for him. After saying "please sit down" in a low voice, he said, "then ask the classmate on your right to help answer."

The moment he sat down, Qian Weichang breathed a sigh of relief, and he quickly whispered to Wu Luming who stood up: "Brother, hold on tight, I'll search for the topic for you right away."

Wu Luming lightly replied "No", looked up at the question for half a minute, and gave an answer.

The moment the answer was announced, the PPT on the screen scrolled to show the correct answer.

It was the same as reported by Wu Luming.

A man's gentle voice sounded from the podium: "The answer is correct, please come to the stage to accept the award."

Probably because sitting weakened the tension, Qian Weichang boldly glanced at the man on the podium again.

When he saw this, he suddenly realized that the way the man looked at him seemed different from the way he looked at Wu Luming.

In fact, it can't be regarded as obviously different.

It's just that when he looked at him just now, there was no warmth in his eyes, but now he looked at Wu Luming with warmth.

But Qian Weichang didn't think it was strange at all.

After all, almost all professional teachers looked at Wu Luming as if they were looking at a baby, and the men on the podium were considered light.

Wu Luming sat on the far right side of the third row, and the aisle was on his right, so he walked up to the podium quickly.

There are three students standing on the right side of the podium, and each student is holding a different thing in his hand, which is obviously a prize.

As soon as Wu Luming walked up, the girl on the far right handed Wu Luming a book, and then said "Congratulations" with a smile.

Wu Luming looked down at the book, it was a very famous novel.

He took the book and thanked him. Before leaving the stage, he subconsciously glanced at Wen Siyuan, but Wen Siyuan unexpectedly said at the same time, "Come to my side."

Wen Siyuan didn't use a microphone when he said this, and his voice wasn't too loud. At most, it could be heard by a few people on the podium and the first row close by.

After finishing his words, he didn't add anything else, just stood quietly waiting for Wu Luming to pass by.

Holding the book in his hands, Wu Luming walked towards Wen Siyuan without much hesitation.

When he walked up to Wen Siyuan, he heard Wen Siyuan speak in a voice that only two people could hear: "Hand."

Wu Luming looked up at Wen Siyuan who was close at hand, and obediently stretched out his right hand.

Wen Siyuan took a box from the console and put it in his hand: "Are you going to the party tonight?"

Wu Luming looked at Wen Siyuan and blinked.

Only after he got so close did he realize that Wen Siyuan's body today did not smell like the refreshing shower gel he used to in the past, it smelled faintly, more like the bottle that Wu Luming used to keep in the bathroom of the living room.

The screen on the stage reflected light behind Wen Siyuan, giving him a bright layer of color.

The light softened Wen Siyuan's face.

Wu Luming looked at it, and agreed as if bewitched by a ghost: "Yes."

"Okay." Wen Siyuan responded, let go of the box completely, and put the box completely in Wu Luming's hand.

His cool fingertips slid gently across Wu Luming's warm palm.

The sudden coolness spread from the palm with a bit of itching, Wu Luming subconsciously looked down at the palm, and found that it was a box for rubbing ointment.

Wen Siyuan's gentle voice sounded again: "Remember to apply medicine to the wound on your mouth."

Wu Luming raised his head in response, and looked at Wen Siyuan again.

Then I heard Wen Siyuan add another sentence: "Use what I gave you."

Wu Luming walked off the podium and returned to his seat. Looking at the tube of medicine that Qian Weichang gave him just now on the table, he realized the meaning of Wen Siyuan's last sentence just now.

He was sitting on the seat, holding the tube of medicine that Wen Siyuan gave him just now, and he didn't recover for a while.

Wen Siyuan's actions just now made many people below mistakenly think that he will personally award the prize for answering the questions correctly, so the second round of answering questions began, and a group of girls below raised their hands enthusiastically.

Wen Siyuan didn't break the rules, and still ordered a few rows at random.

The one who was drawn happened to be a girl who raised her hand just now. With the help of her friends around her, the girl answered the question correctly.

She came to the stage happily, and after receiving the award from the students on the right side of the podium, she was about to go to Wen Siyuan to receive the award.

However, just two steps away, Wen Siyuan said, "I don't have a prize here."

Although Wen Siyuan had no expression on his face and his tone was not gentle, his attitude was very polite, giving the impression that he was simply stating the facts.

The girl was taken aback, and replied sincerely: "Didn't you just present an award to the last one?"

Wen Siyuan's expression remained unchanged, and he still stated the facts in a tone: "Well, that is a special reward for the first student who answers correctly."

Upon hearing this, the girl said "Okay" with regret, and stepped off the stage with the book in her hand.

There were hundreds of people in the venue, except for Wu Luming, no one doubted the authenticity of Wen Siyuan's words.

Wu Luming suddenly felt a wonderful sense of secrecy.

This sense of secrecy was like a thread between him and Wen Siyuan, making him realize that Wen Siyuan was completely different between him and the other hundreds of people in the lecture hall.

In full view, they exchanged information that only they knew each other.

Wu Luming put the ointment in his hand on the table, raised his hand to support his hot face, stared at the tube of ointment on the table and said to Qian Weichang: "I don't know either."

Qian Weichang reacted for two seconds: "Hey, I was going to get an answer at random, but I was too nervous, so I just said that I couldn't."

"No." Wu Luming explained, "I'm not talking about the topic just now, I'm talking about the situation you mentioned."

When Qian Weichang heard about it, he immediately lowered his voice and asked, "You can't figure it out?"

Wu Luming agreed: "Love is more complicated than imagined."

Qian Weichang nodded sharply, and couldn't agree more.

Wu Luming quickly said again: "I'm going to have dinner tonight, so I don't need to find someone to change."

·

Wu Luming didn't listen to Wen Siyuan's entire lecture.

Halfway through the lecture, the class monitor pulled him, Qian Weichang, and the boys who were going to break up a fight between classes into a group, and asked them to go to the instructor's office immediately.

When a few people went to the office, there were already many people in the office.

Except for the instructor of their class, those three people and their professional instructor were also there.

In addition, there are several prestigious professional teachers in the Department of Mathematics.

Everyone entered the office at eleven o'clock in the morning, and didn't bother to eat lunch. They didn't come out of the office until after five o'clock in the afternoon.

The result of the punishment did not come out immediately, but after an afternoon of confrontation between the two parties, the preliminary results have been roughly seen.

The teachers of several professional courses in the Department of Mathematics have repeatedly emphasized that Wu Luming is the main force in the current major competitions in the Department of Mathematics. The several national competitions he participated in as a freshman were all national awards for the school. There will be two more before December this year. The game must not be affected in any way.

The instructor of their class even argued with the opposing instructor for nearly two hours about the wound on Wu Luming's face and the punishment that the three of them had just given today.

The whole process of the three embarrassing Wu Luming was evidenced by a video, so they couldn't escape their responsibility.

And the night Wu Luming taught the three of them, in order to molested the girls, the three specially chose a place near the school where there was no monitoring, so no matter what they said, it was Wu Luming who beat them first, and there was no physical evidence except Qian Wei who knew the truth. Chang, no one believes what they say.

Come out of the instructor's office at four o'clock.

Qian Weichang and Wu Luming bid farewell to several other students, went to the school gate and called to the party address posted by the monitor in the group.

As soon as he got in the taxi, Qian Weichang couldn't help but excitedly said, "Wu Luming, you're amazing! The way those three idiots were arguing in the office just now was so funny."

Originally, a few people might not be able to leave after five o'clock.

It was those three people who quarreled too much, and they were warned by their instructors to treat them as disturbing the classroom and office environment, so the instructors of the three people took the three away first with a dark face.

Wu Luming didn't pay much attention to Qian Weichang's words, he would focus on the phone now.

Just after he came out of the office, as soon as he took out his phone, he saw that Wen Siyuan had sent him many messages in the afternoon.

Wen Siyuan is a character who rarely sends messages on his own initiative.

Wen Siyuan used to be like this when they were in contact every day. Recently, the two have not sent messages to each other for several days. Wu Luming never thought that Wen Siyuan would send so many messages.

Because all teachers require the mobile phone to be muted during class, Wu Luming's mobile phone will be turned to silent state during class time.

He glanced at the time when Wen Siyuan sent the first message, it was twelve noon, and asked if he wanted to have lunch together.

The next one was after one o'clock in the afternoon, and Wen Siyuan asked him if he had applied medicine to the wound.

Then it was past three o'clock in the afternoon, and Wen Siyuan asked him if he wanted to go to the evening dinner together.

Finally, around 04:30 in the afternoon, Wen Siyuan asked again if he wanted to have a dinner together.

Although there were only four messages, for Wen Siyuan who never talked nonsense and hardly sent messages on his own initiative, it was already more difficult than reaching the sky.

So much so that Wu Luming watched and reacted to those messages for a long time before realizing that he had to reply.

[I have something to do in the director's office in the afternoon, the phone is set to silent and I didn't see the message, have you gone now? 】

It takes more than an hour to go from C University to G University by bus, and it only takes about half an hour to take a taxi.

Therefore, the dinner party tonight is at a compromise location between the two universities, and the corresponding hotel will be arrived in 10 minutes by taxi.

When the two got out of the car, Wu Luming's cell phone was still silent.

Wen Siyuan hasn't responded yet.

The two followed the instructions in the class group and went up to the third floor of the hotel.

It is said that the restaurant was chosen by the school teacher, so it is more formal.

Push the door and enter into a large private room with six tables.

It will be close to six o'clock, and the people in the private room have been eating for about an hour, and the atmosphere among the young people is lively and lively.

When Wu Luming and Qian Weichang entered, apart from their classmates, they couldn't tell which of the rest of them were from C University and which were from G University.

They walked to the empty seats left by their classmates and sat down.

After sitting down, Wu Luming looked around, but did not see Wen Siyuan in the private room.

The private room was full of young students, and Wu Luming vaguely felt that Wen Siyuan would not appear on such an occasion.

It happened that the squad leader was sitting next to him, so he asked the squad leader, "Squad leader, is this the only private room for all of us here?"

"Let's just have this private room."

The private room was very noisy, and the squad leader took some effort to respond to Wu Luming with a loud voice: "The teacher and a few masters and seniors are in another small private room."

really.

Wu Luming thanked him and didn't ask any more questions.

He just had his morning meal today, and he didn't feel very hungry on the way here just now, but now he looks at the table full of dishes, and his stomach obviously feels empty.

As soon as Qian Weichang sat down, he started to gobble it up without saying a word.

Wu Luming glanced at the phone again, seeing that there was still no reply, he temporarily put down the phone and decided to fill his stomach first.

In the second half of the meal, the box gradually became noisy.

By seven o'clock at night, Wen Siyuan still hadn't heard back.

Qian Weichang found a few boys who played the same game as him 5 minutes ago, and they were gathering in the corner of the private room to have fun.

It was a bit stuffy in the compartment.

Seeing that Wen Siyuan still didn't reply, Wu Luming didn't continue to sit in the box, but went out and found a vent to stand.

This restaurant is located in the center of the city, surrounded by several large shopping malls.

The lights outside the window at this point are bright, and the window where Wu Luming is standing is facing an animal-themed shopping mall.

The mall at night is like a light show, and animals made of lights play flexibly on the mall building.

The light reflected on Wu Luming's face, and the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

Wu Luming took out his mobile phone and finally saw Wen Siyuan's reply.

Wen Siyuan replied with three simple words.

【You came? 】

Wu Luming lowered his eyes and was about to reply when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

The place where he stood was relatively remote, next to the safe passage of the hotel.

But there is more than one safe passage on this floor, and another safe passage is not far from the elevator. It stands to reason that most people will find that safe passage first when they leave the private room.

Of course, it doesn't mean that no one will come here, after all, he came here.

So when the footsteps were not too close at first, he didn't care.

It wasn't until he seriously replied to the message at hand that he realized that the footsteps had passed the safe passage and were still approaching, so he put down his phone and turned to look back.

But the place he was in was backlit, and there was no light here.

When he turned around, he could only see a shadow from a distance, and he didn't see the other person's face clearly until he came up to him.

It's Wen Siyuan.

Wen Siyuan looked at him quietly, without surprise in his eyes, as if he knew he was here, so he came here on purpose.

Seeing this, Wu Luming asked him, "How do you know I'm here?"

"I saw you." Wen Siyuan replied softly, and then slowly added, "I thought I was wrong."

Wu Luming looked up at Wen Siyuan, and before he could respond, he heard Wen Siyuan continue: "But I still followed. I sent you a message, but you didn't reply."

Wu Luming was stunned, a look of astonishment flashed across his eyes.

Because he could vaguely hear a trace of grievance from Wen Siyuan's tone.

But Wu Luming didn't hesitate for too long, because he soon smelled a hint of alcohol in the air.

Faint, it seems to be the taste of red wine.

"Brother Yuan, have you been drinking?" Wu Luming asked out loud.

"Yeah." Wen Siyuan replied very seriously, "Two toasts to my tutor, and two toasts to each of the two teachers in your school."

His voice fell, and the surroundings were quiet for a while.

Probably seeing that Wu Luming didn't answer immediately, Wen Siyuan stubbornly brought the subject back: "You don't reply to my message."

The original words are mixed with the original grievances.

Wu Luming was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "How big is a cup?"

Wen Siyuan raised his hand, and made gestures to Wu Luming seriously.

Wu Luming made a rough calculation in his heart, this would have to catch up with a whole bottle of normal-sized red wine.

It looks like he is definitely drunk.

But Wu Luming vaguely felt that Wen Siyuan's drunkenness this time was different from the last time.

There are more words.

Seeing that Wu Luming hadn't answered for a long time, Wen Siyuan repeated with a serious expression: "You don't reply to my messages."

Wu Luming wanted to laugh, but fortunately he held back and quickly replied to Wen Siyuan: "I'm in the instructor's office this afternoon, and I haven't had time to look at my phone. I'll call you back as soon as I see my phone when I come out."

Wen Siyuan was quiet for a while, then suddenly asked: "Is that eight-pack abs there?"

Wu Luming was taken aback: "What eight-pack abs?"

Wen Siyuan was quiet for a while again: "The lame one."

Wu Luming confirmed, "Qian Weichang?"

Wen Siyuan was quiet for a long time this time before uttering a few words again: "I don't want to know his name."

Wu Luming looked at Wen Siyuan, who spoke seriously, and even felt aggrieved, and didn't react for a long time.

After a long time, he was sure that Wen Siyuan's words really contained a little temper tantrum.

He asked suspiciously, "You don't like him?"

Wen Siyuan immediately asked back: "Do you like him?"

Just as Wu Luming was about to answer, seeing Wen Siyuan's gradually frowning brows, he lightly pursed his lower lip, and finally just asked, "Why don't you like him?"

Regarding Wu Luming's avoidance question, Wen Siyuan was visibly anxious to the naked eye.

He frowned all of a sudden, and suddenly raised his hand to touch Wu Luming's face, rubbed his fingertips near the wound at the corner of Wu Luming's mouth, and asked him, "Have you applied medicine to the wound at the corner of your mouth?"

Wu Luming shook his head: "I've been at the instructor's place all afternoon, and I didn't have time to paint."

Hearing this, Wen Siyuan's expression made it impossible to see happiness or anger for a moment.

The two were silent for a while, and Wen Siyuan's hand suddenly dropped, and finally landed on Wu Luming's wrist, entwined, and said softly, "Come with me."

The two turned a corner and finally stopped in front of a lounge.

Wen Siyuan stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the lounge. The lights inside were not turned on, but it was not considered dark, because the curtains were not drawn, and the light outside the window could shine into the room.

This is a small lounge, which is obviously provided for the quiet consumption of customers after dinner and tea.

There is only a sofa in the lounge, and in front of the sofa is a round table with some fruits for digestion.

Wen Siyuan dragged Wu Luming into the lounge, and then locked the door of the lounge.

After locking the door, he didn't turn on the light, just stood there holding Wu Luming, and there was no movement for a while.

After a while, he suddenly said softly: "I also have eight-pack abs."

If the lounge was not small enough, Wen Siyuan's voice was so soft that Wu Luming could hardly hear it.

When Wu Luming heard it clearly and reacted, Wen Siyuan had already let go of his hand, then pulled out the black singlet that was originally tucked into the trousers in the windbreaker, and pulled it up.

Wu Luming's first reaction when he saw the scene in front of him was to turn his head to see if there was surveillance in the lounge.

After confirming that there was no surveillance, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Wen Siyuan again.

However he is like this