"Who wants to sleep with you, no... who the fuck is your future boyfriend?!"
Song Yan couldn't bear it anymore, dragged Xia Zhiye by his collar and threw him out of the bedroom, and then slammed the door behind him.
Xia Zhiye held back a smile outside the door: "You really don't want to sleep with me?"
Song Yan was ruthless inside the door: "If you want to die, you can try."
I haven't caught up with anyone yet, so I'm going to live on the sofa first. This should be considered as an early experience of married life.
Thinking about it, Xia Zhiye was in a good mood, and said lazily, "Then you must give me a quilt, right?"
As the voice fell, an air-conditioning quilt flew out of the door just opened, and before Xia Zhiye could clearly see the face of the person who threw the quilt, the door was closed again.
But don't look at it, Xia Zhiye also knows that face must be angry and shy now, so cute.
Although a bit fierce, but still very cute.
Anyway, his future boyfriend is the cutest in the world.
Xia Zhiye sat on the sofa contentedly, with one hand resting on the back of his head, and the other took out the photo taken in the amusement park, the smile on his lips deepened the more he looked at it.
Looking at it, I seemed to think of something, sat up, took out an old photo album from the drawer at the bottom of the coffee table, carefully put the photos into the blank plastic film interlayer, and then treasured it again. Most importantly, he put the photo album back in place and locked the drawer.
When the album was closed, the chandelier on the top gently illuminated the row of immature and clumsy characters on the cover—Xiaxia's Little Home.
It used to belong to him and his parents.
In the future, he hopes that it can belong to him and Song Yan.
After the door was locked from the inside, Song Yan lay on the bed, looking at the empty ceiling, suddenly felt a little unreasonable.
The room is Xia Zhiye's room, and the bed is Xia Zhiye's bed, why should I drive others out, and the doves occupy the magpie's nest, so it makes no sense.
Although he has always had a bad temper and is not a reasonable person, he still has the basic quality of self-cultivation. He will never let himself be wronged or owe favors, let alone do such unreasonable things.
But after meeting Xia Zhiye, he couldn't help but lose his temper and play his temper.
It seems that subconsciously he feels that he can lose his temper in front of Xia Zhiye at will, because no matter who is right or wrong, Xia Zhiye will coax himself first every time.
Thinking of Xia Zhiye hanging around his neck in a sly manner, and lazily yelling "our brother Yan", "Song Daxi" and "Song Yan kid" in his ear, Song Yan felt his ears were a little hot .
He simply turned his body sideways, turned his back to the door, covered himself with a quilt, and prepared to sleep, as if this way he would not be affected by Xia Zhiye outside the door.
However, I couldn't fall asleep.
He can't stay alone in a dark, confined space, so when he sleeps alone, he always turns on the light. The light shines through the eyelids and casts a dark red layer on the irises, and he can't sleep no matter what.
Song Yan just remembered that he didn't take sleeping pills today.
Or he just remembered that he hadn't taken sleeping pills for a long time.
I don't know when it started, he seems to be used to being in the same room with Xia Zhiye, and he is also used to falling asleep easily and peacefully in the dark where he knows that there is him.
Obviously, I slept alone in the past ten years, why only two or three months, it seems that I have formed some habit that I can't quit.
And thinking of Xia Zhiye, I couldn't help but see that person standing in the crowded and noisy crowd, with the fireworks blooming behind him, looking down at him and saying "Song Yan, I like you".
At that moment, in his eyes, the tens of thousands of crowds and dazzling fireworks were gone, and only the tenderness and love of that eye-catching young man with a smile remained.
It would be a lie to say that I am not moved.
In other words, before Xia Zhiye confessed to himself, his heart was already moved.
I was so excited that I couldn't help asking the doctor in the hospital if I had a heart attack.
But the heartbeat of youth is too shallow, it can't represent anything, and it can't promise anything.
It's not that Song Yan doesn't believe in Xia Zhiye, but that he doesn't believe in himself.
I don't believe that I have the ability to deal with this emotion well, and I don't believe that I can bear all the unknown consequences brought about by the heartbeat between teenagers.
He felt that this might just be a temporary emotional arousal caused by adolescent hormones, or it might just be a habitual dependence formed by getting along day and night for a long time, after all, it might not be true liking.
After all, what if Xia Zhiye is just crazy.
Thinking of this, Song Yan suddenly made up his mind and took out his mobile phone to send Xia Zhiye a WeChat message.
[YAN]: Starting tomorrow we will cold treat it for 21 days.
[Wild]:
[YAN]: You go to and from school, you go to school, you go to the toilet, and you go to the bathroom. You can live at home if you can. Even if you are in the dormitory together, don’t talk unless it’s important. If you’re not together, don’t send WeChat unless it’s important.
[Wild]:?
[YAN]: Time is the sole criterion for testing truth, and 21 days is an inertial cycle for human beings to form habits.
[Wild]: ...
Xia Zhiye was lying on the sofa outside the house, watching Song Yanfa's long request, tapped the screen twice with his fingertips, thought for a while, seemed to understand what Song Yan meant, and couldn't help but curled his lips into a chuckle .
Why is it that Song Yan, who is so intelligent in helping the strong and helping the weak in helping students study for exams, is as naive as a primary school chick when it comes to dealing with emotional issues.
Probably because some things can be taught as long as there is a teacher, but some things have never been told how to deal with Song Yan, such as the ability to love and be loved.
This is not Song Yan's fault, it's just a dilemma that his future boyfriend needs to help him solve.
So Xia Zhiye replied with one word: [OK]
Song Yan, who was already ready to talk to Xia Zhiye's theory, was stunned by the unexpected "good".
When did Xia Zhiye become so embarrassing
Song Yan replied again: [Then I will go back to the dormitory tomorrow, you stay at home]
Xia Zhiye still responded quickly: [OK]
Song Yan: "..."
The plan is progressing so smoothly, obviously he should breathe a sigh of relief, but inexplicably he feels a little uncomfortable in his heart, faintly like some kind of loss.
But it's okay, anyway, it's a great thing not to see someone dangling in front of me and saying some nasty things tomorrow.
Song Yan pulled the quilt over his head and didn't reply.
But because I haven't slept alone in the room for a long time, I didn't sleep very well that night. I always woke up with some nightmares, slept intermittently, and broke out in a cold sweat.
On weekends when I was supposed to sleep until almost noon, I woke up early again and couldn't fall asleep again.
When I got up and looked, I found that there was no sign of Xia Zhiye inside or outside the house, only a lonely breakfast on the table, not even a note.
Where did this guy go so early in the morning.
Song Yan thought about it and sat down at the dining table, stirred the white porridge in the bowl a few times, felt a little tasteless, and reached out to get a tea egg, only to find that today's tea egg actually has a shell.
After realizing this problem, Song Yanwei paused for a moment before realizing that the tea eggs already had shells, but Xia Zhiye peeled them for him calmly and delivered them to him.
Song Yan: "..."
Thinking of someone again early in the morning is really haunting.
And isn't it just a tea egg? It's not like he doesn't know how to peel it.
However, today's tea eggshells are crushed to pieces, and small pieces stick to the egg skin. It is very difficult to peel off. After peeling for a long time, not only did it fail to peel off, but it also made my hands full of juice and sticky. The taste was sticky with one hand.
Young Master Song finally lost his patience, threw away the tea eggs, and wanted to send a WeChat message asking where Xia Zhiye had been early in the morning, but as soon as he took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat, Xia Zhiye's profile picture turned into a black background with a white background. word picture.
The white background is an ordinary white background, but the black letter is an unusual black letter, which is a capitalized number "21".
"..."
Thinking of what he personally sent yesterday [Don't send WeChat unless we are together unless something is important], Song Yan turned off his phone heavily.
21 is 21.
Just 21 days, can he still live without Xia Zhiye
Thinking about it, wrapped the tea egg in a plastic bag, and slammed it on the table as Xia Zhiye's head, then picked out the broken egg from the almost shattered shell, with a cold face He ate it with murderous intent.
And Xia Zhiye, who was helping Song Yan get the ointment to relieve the pain in the waist at the pharmacy, suddenly shuddered inexplicably.
Where does the murderous aura come from in this holy place of doctors
Xia Zhiye managed to snatch the last few pairs of old Nanwu's unique secret recipe ointment stickers from a large group of uncles and aunts. When he returned home, he found that the house was empty.
The quilt was neatly folded, but the person who should have been lying in the quilt was gone.
Where is his future boyfriend
Xia Zhiye looked at the time, it was not yet ten o'clock, why did Song Yan get up so early today
Xia Zhiye, who was used to Song Yan's crazily catching up on sleep on weekends, tapped his phone twice with his fingertips, realizing that Song Yan must have slept alone last night, so he didn't sleep well, and suffered from insomnia again.
I blame myself for not continuing to be shameless last night.
Thinking about it, open WeChat.
[Wild]: [Maomao probe/Where is the wife.GIF]
Song Yan had just returned to the dormitory and took out a set of Li Zong to prepare for brushing. As soon as he picked up the pen, he received this message. His hand paused and the tip of the pen snapped.
Where did Xia Zhiye, that idiot, come from such a coquettish emoji
Gritting her teeth, Song Yan sent the chat screenshot of the sentence [Don't send WeChat unless we are together unless it is important], then threw away the waste pen in his hand and took out a new one.
Just as he was about to continue with the questions, Xia Zhiye sent back a picture, which was a bag of dog skin plaster.
[Wild]: About your waist, is it important
[YAN]: Whether it is important or not is none of your business.
[Wild]: Why is it none of my business
[YAN]:
Song Yan was just wondering if Xia Zhiye was going to come up with that set of words again, "Because I like you, I care about whether you are healthy or happy, when I saw Xia Zhiye sent another message: [After all, men can't Bad waist]
Snapped-
The new pen that Song Yan had just taken out of his hand unfortunately died again.
He knew that Xia Zhiye was shameless before, but he didn't expect Xia Zhiye to be so shameless. He felt that since he punctured the window paper, this person has become a wild horse, and he will come out with all kinds of emoticons.
For this situation, Song Yan's handling method is very simple and rude. He took a deep breath, and his fingertips were running like the wind: [Go away, you, uncle, if you don't want to die, don't come back at night]
Then wechat phone blocked one-stop service.
Extremely smooth, without pause.
By the way, he took out the third pen and opened the comprehensive examination paper.
What a man is, a man can't affect his speed of brushing questions.
Otherwise, before he completely became independent from Song Minghai, he wouldn't even have the freedom to choose his own school, let alone fall in love with a man.
So even if he wants to be with Xia Zhiye, it can't affect his studies. Otherwise, what will he use to support himself, Xia Zhiye, grandma and little mahjong in the future
After all, old people are prone to get sick when they get old, and girls have to be rich to support them. In the future, there will be more places to spend money. I can't rely on Xia Zhiye to play with rich women and sell things by myself for the rest of my life.
Song Yan thought about it, not realizing that his subconscious had already bound his future with Xia Zhiye, but gradually calmed down and brushed the questions quickly.
After finishing the comprehensive study, I took two sets of math and English real questions. I originally wanted to take another set of physics, but when I looked up, I found that the sky outside the window had completely darkened, and my stomach grumbled.
Only then did Song Yan realize that he forgot to eat at noon, and the feeling of hunger slowly rushed to his abdomen. He took out his mobile phone and planned to order a takeaway.
As a result, as soon as the screen was unlocked, I saw the bright red dot in the upper right corner of the accompanying software.
Song Yan's setting is that non-friends cannot send messages, and his only friend is Xia Zhiye.
After clicking on the APP, as expected, it was a message from Xia Zhiye.
[Pure and beautiful male high school student picks up and plays online]: Young lady, are you there~
Song Yan looked at the tilde and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.
It was agreed not to chat privately or to coax people, but in the end, not only took the initiative to chat privately, but also sent messages and tildes
He didn't send a tilde to himself in the WeChat message just now.
Moreover, he had returned the money before, and made it clear that he planned to end the transaction, but in the end, he ignored him all afternoon, and he just came to find other girls, he was really a trash boy.
But in his heart he cursed, Song Yan was still worried that Xia Zhiye was short of money after something happened suddenly, so he replied indifferently: [at]
On the other end, Xia Zhiye was also brushing up questions, when the phone screen on the table suddenly lit up, and he turned his head to look: [XX software: Your friend who pays special attention to you has sent you a friend message, Go online and check it~]
The corners of the lips couldn't help evoking a smile.
A certain person was really hard-spoken and soft-hearted. On the surface, he ignored people, but he dropped a small straight hook and obediently bit it.
Picking up the phone, unlocking the screen, and quickly replied: [Miss, are you in a bad mood today? Why are you so indifferent all of a sudden, you don’t even have any facial expressions]
But also Yanwen, where did all these shit come from.
While scolding, Song Yan was afraid of revealing his secrets, so he replied with humiliation: [No ducks! I was opening the door just now, so typing is inconvenient! (*▽*)]
Xia Zhiye suppressed a smile: [It's fine if you're not in a bad mood, so does Miss Sister have time to play games today? I will take you to the glory duck]
Duck, you still duck.
The big man is a cute ass, and he doesn't know how to keep himself clean.
Song Yan replied very angrily: [What's the matter~ Didn't my brother refund all the money to me and say that I don't need it? Why did you suddenly come to me again?]
[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: I thought there was no hope before, so I don’t need it anymore, but I succeeded in confessing my love yesterday, so I wanted to prepare a surprise for the person I like.
"?"
Confession succeeded
Did Xia Zhiye confess his love to others yesterday? !
Song Yan's brain became hot, and her fingers moved faster than her brain: [Who else did you confess to? ? ? ]
[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]:
[Pure and beautiful high school male high school student picks up and plays with him online]: What do you mean you have confessed your love to whom
"..."
Song Yan realized that he was too emotional and calmed down a bit: [Oh, it's nothing, I thought it was the person you liked before who failed to express his love, so he confessed again yesterday]
Song Yan also felt that his explanation was a little blunt, but fortunately Xia Zhiye didn't seem to think much about it.
[Innocent and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: No, you misunderstood
[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: I have only liked one person from the beginning to the end. Before that, it was because I thought he liked me, but it turned out that I was self-indulgent, so I was a little disheartened, but then I I figured it out, I wanted to be nice to him, not him to be nice to me, and what I liked was not that he liked me, but him as a person, so I bravely confessed to him yesterday.
[Pure and beautiful male high school student picks up and plays online]: This is the first time I like someone, the kind of liking I like very much, I like this person so much that I may only like this person in this life, so I want to give him the best nice surprise.
I like this person so much that I may only like this person for the rest of my life.
Song Yan's knuckles holding the phone slightly tightened.
Xia Zhiye, that idiot, is talking nonsense and disgusting things to an outsider.
However, thinking this way in his head, his heart was so soft that he felt sore, and even the tone of typing was much gentler: [Then he promised you?]
[Pure and beautiful male high school student picks up and plays with him online]: No.
[Little rich woman with a lot of money and beauty]: Then how do you say that you confessed successfully
[Pure and beautiful male high school student picks up and plays with me online]: Because he is still willing to talk to me and lose his temper with me, that's enough
Song Yan: "..."
Grass, does Xia Zhiye have no bottom line? What good is it to lose your temper at him? He still acts like a treasure, is he a fool
The more Song Yan thought about it, the more bored he became, and he pursed his lips and replied: [From your description, I feel that he has a bad temper and personality, and he doesn't know how to cherish it. What's so worthy of your liking]
[Pure and beautiful male high school student picks up and plays with him online]: Well, he really has a bad temper.
Song Yan: "?"
[Pure and beautiful male high school student picks up and plays with him online]: His personality is not very good either.
Song Yan: "??"
[Innocent and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: There are also potential domestic violence and prodigal tendencies
Song Yan: "???"
All right, Xia Zhiye can be buried.
Just when he was about to assassinate Xia Zhiye, a new message appeared in the dialog box.
[Pure and beautiful male high school student picks up and plays online]: But I just like him. Although he has a bad temper, he has a good heart. Although he has a hard mouth, he has a soft heart. , when he beat up the gangster for me, he was very hard. Although he spends a lot of money and has a very picky personality, but in order to help me, he is willing to live frugally and live a hard life, so in my heart he is the best and most unique, even if he is temporary It doesn't matter if you don't want to promise me, I am willing to wait for him.
"..."
Song Yan, who just wanted to bury Xia Zhiye, wanted to bury herself in an instant.
If it wasn't for him still bearing the ID of a beautiful and rich little rich woman, he would even start to suspect that Xia Zhiye deliberately tricked himself into softening his heart so that he could end the 21-day cold war plan.
So he can't let Xia Zhiye go on talking, and he will be unable to hold it anymore.
With her heart beating faster and faster, Song Yan quickly replied: [Wow! Great! Come on, brother! happy]
He quickly added another sentence: [But I don’t think it’s necessary for my brother to spend money to prepare surprises. If that person knows about it, he definitely doesn’t want to work so hard for him]
[Pure and beautiful male high school student picks up and plays online]: Well, it's okay. If you don't have time, you can just say it. I can contact other customers.
?
other customers
Xia Zhiye is going to find that rich woman who has unreasonable thoughts about him again? !
Song Yan didn't even think about it: [I didn't mean that]
[Pure and beautiful male high school student picks up and plays online]: I have always thought that you are the most innocent and congenial among all my customers, so I thought of looking for you at the first time, and I told you so much, but I didn't expect Sorry to bother you, but thank you very much.
[Little rich woman with a lot of money]: No, I didn't mean that, I just think that my brother is still in high school, and studying hard is the right way, and we shouldn't waste all our time playing with him
[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: My parents died in a traffic accident when I was in the third year of junior high school. I usually live with a grandmother and a younger sister. Their usual expenses depend on my grandmother's retirement salary And pension insurance, my expenses are all my own, so I am used to working part-time, but don't worry, it will not affect my study.
Song Yan: "..."
That's right, if it wasn't forced by life, Xia Zhiye didn't have to come out to earn money to support his family when he was only a teenager.
As for Xia Zhiye, he has a good mind and his grades are indeed excellent, so let him earn other people's money to give him gifts, it is better to earn his own money, so that he can feel better in his heart.
[Renmeimoqianxiaorichpo]: That's it, my brother is so pitiful, don't worry, brother, as long as you want, I have time at any time, you don't need to find other customers, just in case you meet strange people Not good (*^◎^*)]
Xia Zhiye leaned against the back of the chair, looked at the news uploaded on the mobile phone screen, and couldn't help but bowed his head and smiled.
How can someone be so cute in front of Cool Brother, it's hard not to lure him back home.
And although I used some spring and autumn brushwork, what I said was all objective facts, so if Song Yan did the math in the future, he would just contract the housework for the rest of his life, and he would have to lie to go home first.
Then click to open the data modification interface.
After half a minute.
[The pure and beautiful male high school student has a sponsor]: Alright, thank you, beautiful and kind-hearted little angel.
Song Yan looked at the suddenly changed ID: "?"
Just when I was about to send a message saying that he didn't mean that, and that he was not interested in taking care of Xia Zhiye, Xia Zhiye's message came again: [Are you online? ]
Song Yan: "..."
never mind.
A beautiful woman with a lot of money: [OK]
Song Yan was very careful not to switch the wrong number this time, but after entering the game room, he found that the small microphone icon lit up in the lower right corner of Xia Zhiye's profile picture.
[Little rich woman with a lot of money and beauty]:
Xia Zhiye's lazy voice came from the earphones: "I didn't turn on the mic before because I didn't want to communicate with strangers, but now that we are friends, I think voice communication is more convenient. Very important, I want to guarantee your gaming experience."
It sounded distracted and dedicated, but Song Yan couldn't think of a good way to refute.
[Little rich woman with a lot of money]: But I am in the dormitory now, and my roommate is sleeping next to me, so it is not convenient to talk
Xia Zhiye: "It's okay, just follow my command and don't need to speak."
Song Yan: "..."
Fine.
You don't need to speak, otherwise you will have to ask Shen Jiayan for the link of the voice changer later.
"But I saw your app location before, are you also in Nanwu?" Xia Zhiye said suddenly.
Song Yan's heart tightened.
Xia Zhiye asked slowly again: "Could it be from Nanwu No. 3 High School?"
Song Yanfei quickly denied it: [No]
"No, it's fine, otherwise you should pay more attention in the dormitory at night."
[Little rich woman with a lot of money and beauty]:
"The dormitory of Nanwu No. 3 High School is haunted."
[Little rich woman with a lot of money and beauty]:?
"You may not have heard of it, but the students in the downtown area should know that when the school was expanded, because there was no land around, all the illegal buildings built on the current land of the dormitory building had to be demolished. gone."
"At that time, many people who forcibly built and illegally occupied land were unwilling. They insisted that those builders wanted to rob their houses and land, and they would not demolish them unless they paid high demolition fees. The builders were also unwilling. This piece of land was allocated to the school by the government, and they were only contracted for construction, so why should they pay for the demolition fee, and there was a fight between the two sides, and there were several fights, which became bigger and bigger."
"It's okay to fight and conflict. The key is that the project can only be delayed if it continues. If it continues to be delayed, it will not be completed on time. The builder will lose money, and the students will not be able to enroll on time. So one day a contractor took it. An idea, decided to take advantage of the middle of the night when no one was around, and secretly push that building away."
"It turned out that the people who took the lead and made the most trouble had already expected their tricks and lived in those illegal buildings at night, but it happened that they drank alcohol that night and were so drunk that they didn't listen. When there was any movement, the construction team yelled for a long time, thinking that there was no one inside, so they drove the cart and bulldozed it.”
"Thus, those few people were crushed to death inside. Later, due to various considerations, this matter was suppressed. The dormitory building was completed on schedule, but when the students moved in, they found that something was wrong inside."
As soon as the words fell, something hit the window with a "bang", Song Yan was caught off guard, his hands trembled in fright, and he sent a head directly.
Xia Zhiye didn't seem to notice, and continued to operate the hero in his hand while speaking: "At the beginning, it was a weekend, and almost all the students in that building went home, and there was only one student who was in the dormitory by himself. It was because he suddenly heard the sound of someone banging on the window, which made him curse a few times. Then the sound stopped, and he went to look at the window, only to see a figure floating by the window, and then there was a strange sound coming from the ceiling. The sound, as if someone was active on it. At first he thought it was a prank by the classmates upstairs, but guess what? "
Song Yan frantically manipulated Di Renjie in his hand, only yearning for justice and light, and didn't want to guess at all.
However, Xia Zhiye threw out a sentence slowly: "As a result, the student lives on the sixth floor, which is the top floor of the No. 3 Middle School dormitory. The roof is sealed, and there are no, yes, people on it."
Chi la—
Song Yan's finger swiped across the screen vigorously, and Di Renjie, who symbolized justice and light, died heroically.
The instigator also asked very thoughtfully: "What's the matter? Are you scared? It's okay, you're not in Nanwu No. 3 Middle School, and you won't be able to catch your life. Besides, there are roommates beside you. Don't be afraid."
Song Yan, who was lying alone on the bed on the sixth floor of the Nanwu No. 3 Middle School dormitory: "..."
Well, it's okay, don't be afraid.
Prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony.
He is a proud member of the Communist Youth League, and he is not afraid.
Boom—
"Grass!"
The door of the dormitory suddenly slammed, and Song Yan was so frightened that he threw the mobile phone out of his hand.
When I turned around and bumped into a big white face that was leaning against the glass of the door and peering in, I was suddenly startled again, and then I recognized it was the auntie who was in charge.
It was a false alarm, and when I realized that my back was covered in cold sweat, I opened the door, and the housekeeper aunt handed over the takeaway: "Let me tell you, this is a special situation on weekends, and you can't order takeaway at ordinary times."
Song Yan nodded: "Okay."
After a pause, he remembered something, and then asked, "Auntie, did any construction accidents happen when this dormitory building was being built?"
The aunt nodded calmly: "Yes, I have been out, what's the matter?"
"...Nothing, thank you, Auntie."
"It's okay, just treat auntie as your own family. But you have to eat more. Look at your pale face. If you don't know it, you might think you have put on flour." After finishing speaking, the aunt walked away.
And the long corridor was also extremely empty because it was the weekend just after the exam, and the lights in almost every dormitory were dimmed.
A draft blew through the hall, causing a "squeak" sound from an unknown window, Song Yan quickly closed the door, then threw the takeaway on the table, and jumped onto the bed with a "bao".
Picking up the phone, wrapped himself up tightly with the quilt from head to toe, then curled up in the bed, and quickly sent a message: [The network in the dormitory is not good today, I just dropped the line]
Xia Zhiye's voice came over in time like a reassurance: "Well, it's okay, with me here, the opposite side is still crushed. If you are a network card, then we will stop fighting today and talk about it another day?"
Song Yan has never typed so fast in his life: [Don't, it's okay, the Internet is up now, you can type as long as you want]
"Oh, that's it." Xia Zhiye's tone seemed to be regretful, "But something happened suddenly on my side, so I have to take it after I finish this one."
[Little rich woman with a lot of money and beauty]:
"My sister can't do her homework in kindergarten, so I'm going to tutor her."
After finishing speaking, the voice of Little Mahjong came from the other end of the voice: "Brother! Come here quickly!"
"Immediately, my brother will be here soon." Xia Zhiye seemed to turn his head in response, and then turned his head and said to Song Yan, "You come to the middle, we will push straight up."
After talking about Xia Zhiye's Lan, he sprinted to the high ground, wiped out the opponent's little Luban and little Daji, and then led his own team to blow the horn of victory.
Before Song Yan could make another sound to persuade him to stay, Xia Zhiye went offline with a cry of "Victory".
Avatars are grayed out.
Voice disappears.
The world suddenly returned to silence, only the night wind whistling outside the window and the weird sound of marbles from the ceiling.
Song Yan: "..."
It's okay, don't be afraid.
He is not afraid.
Song Yan moved his body stiffly, and on the premise that none of his slender limbs would stick out of the quilt, he turned his body silently, changed from prone to lying down, and then froze in place, closed his eyes, and remained motionless.
As long as he sleeps fast enough, feudal superstition cannot catch up with him.
He is a great young man in the new century. He has been educated in the core values of socialism since he was a child, believes in science, believes in Marxist-Leninist philosophy, and stands firm on materialism...
"Fuck! Xia Zhiye is such an idiot!"
Three minutes later, Song Yan finally couldn't help but opened his eyes, and cursed fiercely.
And the big idiot is slowly packing his schoolbag and changing his coat at his own home.
Next to him, the super smart little mahjong who finished his kindergarten homework early raised his head and asked, "Brother Ye, are you going back to school tonight?"
"Yeah." Xia Zhiye put on a black jacket, "You hate brother and told me to go back."
Little Mahjong tilted his head, as if he was very distressed: "But didn't you just say that brother Yan didn't allow you to go back?"
Xia Zhiye turned his head back and winked at her mysteriously with a smile: "But he will call me back soon."
Little Mahjong: "?"
As soon as the words finished, Xia Zhiye's cell phone ding-dong.
WeChat message.
[YAN]: Auntie is making rounds today, so go back to sleep.
Some people really can't lie, and today is not back to school day, so what kind of house inspection is it
But Xia Zhiye still smiled and replied: [OK, thank you for reminding me]
After returning, he shook his mobile phone in front of the little mahjong: "Look, your tired brother told me to go back."
The little mahjong who just learned the Arabic numerals "1, 2, 3" today couldn't understand a word of that dialog box.
But from the joy of his wild brother, she could feel that the news was true, but she still didn't understand: "Then why does Brother Yan let you go back for a while, and why doesn't he let you go back for a while."
Xia Zhiye knelt down, rubbed her soft hair, and said with a smile, "Because your brother Yan is a face-saving little tsundere, but he can't sleep well without Brother Ye."
He wasn't sure if Song Yan was afraid of the dark or ghosts.
But he knew that Song Yan must be afraid of sleeping alone.
That's why I said that we have to sleep together in the future, that is, we have to sleep together, if someone can't face himself, then he should be ashamed.
After all, he wanted Song Yan to sleep peacefully and securely every night in the future, without fear of insomnia, and without fear of someone leaving him in the dark.
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