Although I am weak, my friends are super strong

Yu Lansong stammered for a long time, "It's... not bad."

Aside from the strange posture and method, the cake tastes pretty good. Yu Lansong often buys bread from the bakery near his home. He can be regarded as a sweet tooth, but there is a shame.

Fortunately, Fang Chu is not the kind of person who likes to embarrass others. Although he is dissatisfied, he also feels that it is unnecessary to dwell on such a problem, so he said casually, "If you like it, I will bring it for you next time we meet."

Yu Lansong, "...that's not necessary."

He guessed that he wouldn't want to eat strawberry cake for a while.

After hanging up the phone, Yu Lansong did not forget to delete the messages and phone records. Fang Chu reminded him. After deleting the messages, he looked towards his neighbor's balcony.

He answered the call quietly on the balcony, and Yu Lansong suddenly remembered that Meng Chenzhou had said that someone lived next door to their house, but strangely, Yu Lansong had never seen the neighbor next door turn on the lights.

Just as he was staring at the beautiful flowers and plants growing on the balcony of his neighbor's house in a daze, the room near the balcony suddenly turned on the light.

Then he heard footsteps walking towards the balcony, and Yu Lansong had already heard the sound of pulling the curtains. He was wearing loose pajamas, and his hair was still wet.

Although he was very curious, he was more afraid of being seen, so he turned around and ran into the room.

But because of this incident, Yu Lansong also confirmed that there was indeed someone living next door, but he felt that the person had a very homely personality. He had seen takeaways outside the door of the next door several times.

After drying his hair, he played with his mobile phone for a while before he fell asleep. Before going to bed, Yu Lansong locked the door of the room and the balcony. This is also a habit he developed after coming to this instance.

Yu Lansong didn't sleep very well for several nights in this dungeon, probably because he was in a dull and depressing atmosphere for a long time and couldn't find a clue in the dungeon.

Curled up on the bed, the drowsy consciousness is like a piece of driftwood bobbing up and down in the dead water of drowning. The temperature of the air conditioner is very low, which can only bring cold air, but no airflow that makes people breathe smoothly.

In the early hours of the morning, he didn't fall into a deep sleep, and still kept a sense of awareness of the outside world.

The frozen room suddenly had an influx of air, at first it was just a little bit, and then the howling hot wind formed a chemical reaction in the cold air.

The hot wind couldn't move the hair sticking to his face, but it made him suddenly wake up from the nightmare.

His upper body sat up straight like a dead person, and his calf was throbbing and hurting. Only then did he realize that the temperature of the air conditioner was too low and his calf was cramping.

Yu Lansong, "..." slowly put on the pain mask.

He sat on the bed rubbing his cramped calf, suddenly froze, and looked towards the balcony.

The door that was supposed to be closed and locked was wide open at this time, the wind outside the balcony blew the curtains up, the room was not turned on, and it was dark everywhere, it was clearly a quiet late night, and the blowing in was also hot wind, but he felt Terrifying.

The balcony was very dark, and nothing could be seen clearly, as if a huge monster was dormant there.

He didn't even have time to put on his shoes, so he turned on the light and jumped out of bed, limping out of the room, Meng Chenzhou's room was next door to him, but when he knocked on the door, he hesitated.

Luo Feiran, who was curled up on the sofa in the living room, was woken up by Yu Lansong. He rubbed his eyes and muttered, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Yu Lansong knocked on the door lightly a few times. He originally thought that if Meng Chenzhou was already fast asleep, he wouldn't wake him up. What he didn't expect was that Meng Chenzhou's dull, sleepy voice came from the room, "A little while wait."

Meng Chenzhou, who has always had a regular schedule, did not show any dissatisfaction or complaints because he woke him up. He was still wearing glasses when he opened the door, "What's wrong?"

At 01:30 in the morning, the three of them stood in Yu Lansong's room speechless.

It took Luo Feiran a long time to yawn and said slowly, "You mean someone opened your balcony door and entered your room?"

He checked the lock on the balcony. It was bolted inside the room. There was no way to open it from the outside, and the lock showed no signs of damage.

However, there are no anti-theft bars on the balcony, and the floors where they are located are not very high, so there is indeed the possibility of someone breaking in.

Meng Chenzhou frowned. He checked Yu Lansong's room carefully, not even under the bed. He shook his head at him, "There is no place to hide."

"But I remember locking the door before I went to bed."

The calf was still throbbing, Yu Lansong couldn't hold it up, and half leaned against the bed.

Meng Chenzhou saw his abnormality, and when Luo Feiran was still checking the balcony, he whispered next to him, "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"

Yu Lansong nodded, "I have cramps in my legs."

Meng Chenzhou squatted beside him, pinched his slender legs, and gently massaged him, "In the future, don't turn the temperature of the air conditioner so low when you sleep at night, and don't sleep with one leg on top of the quilt."

Yu Lansong, "..."

He likes to lie reclined with the quilt sandwiched between his legs when he sleeps, and he finds it very comfortable.

"Go to sleep at my place tonight, it may not be safe for you here," Meng Chenzhou asked because his head was lowered, and the glasses on the bridge of Meng Chenzhou's nose slipped to the tip of his nose. He gently pushed and held Yu Lansong's ankle.

Meng Chenzhou never liked to look up at others, but looking at Yu Lansong from this angle, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and it was a bit fresh.

Seeing Yu Lansong's expression of hesitation, he said lightly, "Do you know how many female anchors died in their own homes?" Yu Lansong didn't speak, Meng Chenzhou asked, "I'll carry you there? You rub, I'm sleepy, I want to go back to sleep first."

Yu Lansong was also embarrassed to keep disturbing their sleep at one or two o'clock in the morning, not to mention that nothing happened, which made it look like he was making a fuss, so he nodded.

Ignoring Luo Feiran who was still meditating on the balcony, Meng Chenzhou asked Yu Lansong to lie on his back and carried him into his room.

Yu Lansong didn't like to pry into other people's privacy. This was the first time he came to Meng Chenzhou's room. Although he only stayed in Meng Chenzhou's room for a few days, it had Meng Chenzhou's characteristics and was completely different from Yu Lansong's kennel.

Even the bed that I slept on just now didn't have any wrinkles, the quilt was placed flat on the bed, with one corner lifted.

There is a fragrance that is not strong but has a sense of presence in the whole room.

"It's sleeping incense. I've been suffering from insomnia recently. Don't you mind?" Meng Chenzhou asked.

Yu Lansong shook his head. He felt that he also needs something to sleep in recently, but deep sleep is not a good thing. After all, he still needs to maintain a little basic vigilance in the dungeon.

But lying on Meng Chenzhou's bed, he didn't figure out what was the plan of the person who entered his room.

The bed next to her was suddenly sunken, and Yu Lansong, who was staring blankly at the void, turned her head and saw Meng Chenzhou's side face, half-closed her eyelids wearily.

During this period of time, he may have really not slept well, and his eyes are obviously black and blue.

Meng Chenzhou put the glasses on the bedside table and rubbed his temples.

Without the cover of the glasses, those eyes are even more beautiful. Under the dim light of the bedside lamp, they look like ink that has soaked the paper but never melted.

He was going to turn off the lights, but he paused, and asked Yu Lansong first, "Do you want to turn off the lights?"

In the middle of the night, he almost lost the ability to think. Fortunately, Meng Chenzhou was patient enough to wait for Yu Lansong's slow response before reaching out to turn off the light.

Meng Chenzhou's room was warmer than Yu Lansong's own room, and he didn't feel uncomfortable, just felt a little weird.

He stared at the ceiling and couldn't fall asleep, "Meng Chenzhou, I saw the lights next door turned on tonight, do you know who lives next door to us?"

After a long time, Meng Chenzhou said sullenly, "I don't know."

"Could it be that the person living next door jumped onto my balcony," Yu Lansong thought more and more, and it made sense.

Under normal circumstances, no matter how good the physical fitness is, no one can easily climb to the balcony on the third floor, but if it is next door, it will be very easy, even Yu Lansong can climb over.

Meng Chenzhou didn't speak, but just when Yu Lansong wanted to ask more questions, he suddenly interrupted him, "Sleep first, we'll talk about things tomorrow."

Yu Lansong, who came to sleep because she didn't want to disturb their sleep, blushed, "Sorry, sorry."

He almost forgot that Meng Chenzhou was different from him. During the day, Meng Chenzhou had to go to work according to the persona. He slept until noon and no one called him.

But after going through that kind of thing just now, he really can't fall asleep now, so he can only close his eyes and slow down his breathing, pretending to be asleep, so as not to disturb Meng Chenzhou.

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Lansong suddenly felt the person beside him move.

Meng Chenzhou called his name softly, and Yu Lansong restrained his subconscious desire to answer, pretending that he was asleep.

Cold fingers parted Yu Lansong's sweaty bangs, and warm lips pressed against his forehead. The two were very close, but because of Meng Chenzhou's restraint, they always kept a distance.

The familiar sense of danger struck again, and the fingers hidden under the quilt clenched the sheet tightly.

Now he didn't dare to let Meng Chenzhou know that he was still awake, and he didn't even dare to imagine how embarrassing the two of them would be in when he opened his eyes.

Meng Chenzhou hugged his waist, sticking to his body reluctantly like a child, Yu Lansong was sweating non-stop from the heat, and his face was blushing. He was glad that Meng Chenzhou didn't turn on the light, otherwise he would have been exposed up.

Yu Lansong was very cold, and her pajamas were all loose, and her shorts, which had reached her knees, were rolled up to her thighs, and were tightly attached to the hot sheets.

He remained in this position for a long time, and just when he thought Meng Chenzhou had already fallen asleep, Meng Chenzhou suddenly whispered in his ear, "Don't pretend to be asleep."

Meng Chenzhou's voice has always been very soft, although sometimes it is cold, but at this time it shows the allure of a mature man.

The earlobe was bitten by someone, and he rubbed it gently with his teeth. The piece seemed to be on fire. Yu Lansong trembled slightly. He opened his eyes, his voice was not sleepy, and he said in a soft voice, "How are you doing this?" I can not sleep."

The hot breath hit the collar of his pajamas, Meng Chenzhou's voice was muffled, so small that it could not be detected, "I can't sleep... just talk to me."