[ABO] Bamboo Horse's Double Indulgence

"What did you say?" Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment, then slapped the table and stood up: "Impossible! I clearly remember it very clearly!"

"It's true." Shen Cong explained: "There was only one basketball game in our third year of high school. At that time, both Cheng Ni and Shu Yifeng didn't participate in the math competition. We even borrowed a person from the second year of high school because of lack of people."

Zhang Yu suddenly felt like venting his anger: "How is this possible? I clearly remember that basketball game, and it was almost tied. He jumped up and shot a three-pointer. He was so dazzling that it made my heart beat violently." Also because of this three-pointer, the senior year won the game."

Shen Zhu hesitated to speak. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but say, "It's true that the two of them didn't participate in the competition. The three-pointer you remember, yes, I made it."

Zhang Yu was taken aback, as if struck by lightning: "Impossible, I went to the forum to ask later, and they said that person is called Cheng Ni!"

"The quota for the competition has been determined a long time ago." Shen Zhuo scratched his head embarrassedly: "At that time, he went to the mathematics competition, and I went up with his name, because everyone knew each other, so I didn't think about going change name."

"If you don't believe me, you can search for videos from previous years." Shen hurriedly said: "Although it has been ten years, the memory of the Internet is still there. You should be able to search for it on the school's official account."

Zhang Yu pursed his lips, turned on his phone and searched directly, his fingers slid down tremblingly, suddenly paused, and clicked into a video.

That video was the basketball game of that year. He slid down the progress bar. At the end, the angle of the video was positive.

Wearing a basketball uniform, Shen hurried past the enemy players, the basketball flew out of his hand and landed firmly in the cheerleading box, followed by applause.

Zhang Yu silently turned off his mobile phone, folded his hands on his chin, and seemed to be digesting what he saw in the video just now.

It turned out that what he saw at the beginning was not Cheng Ni but Shen Cong, so it was a mistake for him to recognize the wrong person because of a back view, and liked him for more than ten years?Then the misunderstanding was resolved today, and he still praised and confessed in front of the real party?

Zhang Yu remained silent. Two minutes later, he opened a new bottle of beer with a blank face, and poured it down with his head raised.

I don't know whether the face is drunk or shy.

Shen Cong didn't stop him, after all, no one could speak after experiencing such ups and downs.

Zhang Yu slammed the wine bottle on the table, took a deep breath, and looked at Shen Cong: "So, I have been in love with the wrong person all these years? I always thought that I liked the wrong person from the beginning?"

Shen Zhuo looked at his unbelievable expression, although he didn't want to hit him, but it was the truth after all, so he nodded.

"Fuck." Zhang Yu cursed and clicked his tongue: "What the hell kind of plot is this, damn it."

"I'll drink with you." Shen hurriedly shook his head, took the wine opener and opened a bottle.

"Hello." Zhang Yu looked at him and looked him up and down: "I haven't asked you yet, what is your purpose for approaching me?"

Shen Huan paused for a while with the bottle, and smiled: "You just think I'm making friends?"

"Just friends?" Zhang Yu obviously didn't believe it.

"It depends on what you think," Shen Chuan raised his head and took a sip.

"Oh." Zhang Yu swallowed, stared at Zhang Yu for a while, the shadow in his mind overlapped with the person in front of him, it seemed that it was really like that.

Ridiculous, really ridiculous.

Zhang Yu drank several bottles of wine, and ordered twenty bottles in total. He drank ten bottles by himself, but Shen Zhuang couldn't stop him, so he drank two glasses with him.

The two of them went out after getting drunk.

"Hey little brother." The proprietress hurriedly called out to the two of them: "You really don't need me to help you find a place to live?"

"No need." Shen hurriedly drank a little high, shaking his head: "I'll go back by myself!"

"Hmm..." Zhang Yu was dizzy from drinking, and was dragged away by Shen Zhuo, both of them were swaying.

Shen Zhui dragged Zhang Yu to the front of the car with the most powerful expression on his face, stretched out his hand and pulled the car door, but the car door remained motionless.

"Hello." Zhang Yu looked up in a daze: "This is my car."

"Where's the key?" Shen hurriedly groaned, one hand grabbed Zhang Yu's collar like a hand-carrying a chicken to ensure that he would not fall, and the other hand reached into his suit pocket to fumble.

"No." Zhang Yu was drunk and dazed, but still remembered the traffic safety law, and murmured: "You can't drive when you are drunk, there are traffic police."

"Then, find a substitute driver." Shen hurriedly took out the mobile phone from his pocket, swiped it a few times and made a call.

"No need to drive," the proprietress saw the two of them staggering at the door for a long time, and then wobbled to pull the car door, worried about their drunk driving, and ran out quickly.

"My husband just wants to go to the city." The proprietress pulled her husband out: "Just let him drive your car there."

"Okay." The boss smiled: "This Mr. Zhang has come to our tavern more than once. We are all acquaintances. This place is relatively remote and far from the city. I'm afraid you may not be able to find it even if you look for a driver."

Zhang Yu thought for a while, nodded, and handed the key to the boss.

"Where are you going?" The boss drove the car and looked back at the two drunken people in the back seat: "Where are you going?"

"Hmm..." Shen Cong was not considered very drunk, but Zhang Yu was already passed out. After shaking him for several times, he didn't respond: "Hey, where is your home? Alas! Alas!"

After that, he sighed: "Boss, please send us to Unit [-] of Xingfu Community."

"Okay," the boss replied, and drove to the community.

...the dividing line.

"Hey, tell me, how did the two of them get together?" Cheng Ni leaned on the bed and turned his head to look at Shu Yifeng beside him.

Shu Yifeng was writing a program on the computer, and when he heard his words, he said without raising his head: "This has nothing to do with the two of us, what's wrong? Your gossip is making a fuss again?"

"Nonsense," Cheng Ni glared at him, "I don't, I just think that Zhang Yu has been in love with me for so many years, even if Shen hurriedly chased him, it would be difficult to be together, right?"

"Yeah." Shu Yifeng closed the computer and put it next to the bedside table, stretched out his hand and squeezed Cheng Ni's face: "My wife is so handsome, fortunately I took you in early, otherwise my rival would have to go around the company three times."

"Oh, don't talk nonsense." Cheng Ni blushed a little: "How can you praise others like that, it's too exaggerated."

"Sleep obediently." Shu Yifeng patted his head: "Don't worry about other things, they are all their own business."

Cheng Ni nodded, and leaned on Shu Yifeng's shoulder: "I know, I know, jealous jar."

Early the next morning, just when he was taking a bath on the weekend, Cheng Shen fell asleep until ten o'clock in the morning and was woken up by the ringing of the phone.

He frowned, and touched the side. The people around him were gone, and the bed was still warm.

Cheng Ni touched the ringing mobile phone from under the pillow, glanced at it in a daze, and didn't know whose number it was, so he raised his hand and hung up.

After a few seconds of silence, the phone rang again, longer than the previous one, Cheng Ni was woken up, turned on the phone, and it was still the same number.

He turned over the phone and took a look. The back of the phone was golden, and it was Shu Yifeng's phone.

Both of their mobile phones have set the Do Not Disturb mode. If it is not a contact stored in the phone book, other calls will be intercepted.

This strange number is obviously in the address book, but Shu Yifeng has no habit of making notes, he can remember exactly which number is whose.

"Shu Yifeng!" Cheng Ni got up, leaned on the bed, and yelled towards the bathroom.

No one responded, he yelled again, and then Shu Yifeng's response came from downstairs: "Oh, here it is, the kitchen."

The ringing of the mobile phone stopped abruptly, and the next second it called again, it was still the same number.

Cheng Ni clicked his tongue, lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, put on cotton slippers and ran downstairs.

"What's the matter?" Shu Yifeng saw that Cheng Ni hadn't put on his clothes yet, and came down with his shirt on, looking sleepy, the shirt couldn't cover his thighs, revealing his black boxer pants, looming, his Adam's apple rolled around.

"Your call," Cheng Ni held up the phone and yawned, "I've called three times, there should be something urgent."

"Is there something urgent?" Shu Yifeng glanced at the number and replied, "Isn't this Shen Cong's call?"

He glanced at his wet hands: "You pick it up and turn on the speakerphone."

"Hello?" The call was connected, Shu Yifeng glanced at Cheng Ni who was yawning profusely, couldn't help smiling, and answered the phone while frying poached eggs.

"Brother Feng!" Shen Hurry's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hurry up and save brother, I'm finished, I'm finished!"

Cheng Ni was baffled by what he heard, and looked down at himself, good guy, he got down in such a hurry that he forgot to put on his clothes, and the breeze hit him, making him shiver from the cold.

Shu Yifeng rolled his eyes at him, put the poached eggs on a plate, walked out quickly, and went upstairs in a dattering manner.

"Huh? No one answered me?" Hearing the slight hurried footsteps on the other end of the phone, Shen Zhuang couldn't help asking: "Brother Feng, where are you going?"

"He went upstairs." Cheng You sneezed, "I'm freezing to death."

"..." Shen Zhuo was stunned: "Why are you here?"

"You said this, this is my house, where am I if I'm not here?" Cheng Ni said twice: "I was still sleeping in the early morning, and I was bombarded by your phone, and I ran away before I had time to put on my clothes." Come downstairs and let Brother Feng answer the phone."

Shu Yifeng ran down from downstairs, holding a piece of home clothes in his hand, and put it on Cheng Ni.

He looked at the phone in Cheng Ni's hand and replied, "What's the matter?"

"Damn it," Shen Zhuang finally grasped the point, and quickly asked, "What if, I mean what if, if you have a friend who sleeps with an omega by accident, but it's when both of them are drunk , Do you think he should be responsible for that omega?"

"Huh?" Shu Yifeng said leisurely, "Who did you sleep with?"

"Eh..." Shen Zhuo hesitated for a few seconds: "This is an accident, an accident."

Cheng Ni suddenly thought of something, and said in surprise, "You won't put Zhang Yu to sleep, will you?"

"Eh..." Standing on the balcony, Shen hurriedly looked back at the person lying on the bed with his eyes closed. The quilt covered his shoulders, revealing ambiguous hickey marks on his skin.

"No, isn't it?" Cheng Ni raised his head and glanced at Shu Yifeng, Shu Yifeng raised his eyebrows at Cheng Ni, feeling a sense of complacency that added fuel to the fire.

Cheng Ni squeezed the space between his eyebrows and asked, "You two should just do it, right?"

"No." Shen Zhuo said seriously: "The two of us were very drunk last night. Not only did I do it, but I also marked him. Not only did I mark him, but I also marked him for life."

Cheng Ni: "...So where are you now?"

"Last night." Shen hurriedly scratched his head: "He drank more than me, and he was already drunk when he got in the car. I had to bring him to my house, but I didn't expect it to be like that all of a sudden."

"Listen to my brother." Shu Yifeng answered the phone and said seriously: "Since the raw rice is cooked, you can only be responsible to him."

"But they don't necessarily want me to be responsible." Shen Zhuang clicked his tongue: "I would like to, but it's not long since we met for the first time, and it's impossible for him to like me."

"How about it," Shu Yifeng sighed, and gave up struggling: "Then what, why don't you put away your knives first."

"Why?" Shen Zhuo was stunned for a moment: "He should not commit suicide."

Shu Yifeng didn't want to hit him: "It's not because of him, it's for your personal safety."

Shen Cong: "..."