I'm the only straight man in the entire dormitory of international students

Before going to bed, Song Ziyan received a video invitation from Bai Yanqing. He had a toothache and struggled to speak, so he didn't answer. The next day around this time, the video call came again.

It was getting late in City S, and San Francisco was brightly lit, and it was past eight o'clock in the morning over there.

Bai Yanqing sat comfortably on a wicker chair in the garden, with coffee in a blue bone china teacup, and asked him how the wound was recovering.

The uncle and nephew were chatting with each other, and suddenly, Bai Yanqing smiled and said: "That kid Bai Qirui is in love, do you know?"

Song Ziyan was a little surprised: "I don't know. Isn't he just in the third year of middle school, 15 years old."

Bai Yanqing didn't take it seriously: "What's wrong with being 15 years old, some 15-year-old men abroad are already fathers."

"too young."

Although Song Ziyan lived abroad all year round, he grew up in China, and his thinking was still conservative. Thinking about it, he asked again: "Uncle Yanqing, how do you know that Qi Rui is in love."

Bai Qirui is the son of Uncle Bai, who has a cold personality and doesn't like to communicate with others.

"He told me." Bai Yanqing said with a smile when he saw the expression on his face when he heard something miraculous, "How did I know that those brats at home like to pour everything on me."

"On the surface, you still look very serious and friendly."

"surface?"

Song Ziyan snorted lightly.

Bai Yanqing smiled for a while, took a sip of coffee, and said, "Yanyan, I think the current state between us is pretty good, what do you think?"

Song Ziyan nodded, carried Dong Dong over, and stroked the fur on its back.

"It's better to keep it like this in the future, what do you think?"

Song Ziyan was taken aback, and looked at the computer screen in disbelief: "...you mean..."

Bai Yanqing's expression is exactly what you think.

"Why, why?"

"People are growing up every day, and their views and ideas will change every day. During this time, I thought a lot and looked back at the past. I think that we really shouldn't be linked to feelings other than family. You just treat me like a little girl. Uncle, I may be new to you because of my unrequited love. If I get you, I am tired. The result of this assumption is not what I want. So, I re-examined what I did and decided to resume What do you think of our normal uncle-nephew relationship?"

Song Ziyan was stunned, as if he was digesting his words. After a while, he said happily, "Uncle Yanqing, really?"

"Of course. Didn't you find that I was very serious when I faced you recently?"

Of course he found out, but.

"You...you don't count if you come back or not."

Bai Yanqing couldn't help laughing, and asked back: "Then what is the meaning of what I said to you now?"

"Then, what about the remaining four transactions?"

"A write-off."

Song Ziyan didn't speak for a long time, just looked at him, and after an unknown amount of time, he called out sincerely: "Uncle Yanqing—" The drawn-out ending sounds to Bai Yanqing, a little coquettish.

Bai Yanqing smiled slightly.

------------------ On the 21st, the Mid-Autumn Festival, the school only had one day off. Song Ziyan met a few friends from the classical music club, all from other provinces.

On such a festival, everyone discussed and got together. They wanted to go to the countryside for a barbecue, but Song Ziyan took the initiative to invite them to have a kitchen in their dormitory, so the venue was set in their dormitory 802.

Fegelein's flight arrived in the afternoon, and Song Ziyan didn't have time to pick it up. Looking at the chat interface with his brother, his heart was beating inexplicably.

This afternoon, he is going to play the plot with his senior brother.

The author has something to say: the previous decision, when I didn’t make it (cover your face and continue!