When Lu Hang came back, Xiang Huaizhi just hung up the phone.
Hearing the sound, he didn't move, just typing with his phone.
Lu Hang hiccups, closed the door, pulled a stool to sit beside Xiang Huaizhi, coughed twice: "Shengtang—"
Xiang Huaizhi looked at him with the eyes that looked at the mentally retarded.
"We are brothers, and there can be no secrets between brothers. To be honest," Lu Hang said, "who did you go on a date with in the afternoon? Our school?"
"Didn't you see it?" Xiang Huaizhi said.
"What did I see..." Lu Hang said, "No, you really went with Jing Huan? What kind of date is this? Then we usually go out for dinner, which is also called a date? "
Xiang Huaizhi gave him a strange look.
After thinking for a while, but still without explanation, he said, "Go away, your wine smells very bad."
"I didn't drink much," Lu Hang stood up and asked, "Did you really go to see it with Jing Huan?"
"Um."
Lu Hang stared at the rose on the table and wondered, "Where did this flower come from?"
Xiang Huaizhi said, "I bought a package at the cinema and gave it away."
The fire of gossip that Lu Hang had been burning all night went out instantly, he said "tsk", dragged the chair back to its original position, moved the mouse, and the computer standby interface disappeared: "Yes, you are either in class or surfing the Internet every day, where is the time? Develop feelings with girls... Oh, unless Xiao Tianjing comes to find you, I won't be surprised if you go to open a room."
Xiang Huaizhi: "..."
With alcohol at work, Xiang Huaizhi pinched the contents in his mind and asked coldly, "Are you ill?"
Lu Hang was not afraid of him when he was drunk. He held his chin and smiled: "Just kidding. I found that you are very good to Jing Huan, and neither of us have gone to the movies together. Hey, why do you choose the name with your name? What did 'Jing' do?"
Xiang Huaizhi put on his headphones: "I'm happy."
Lu Hang was so drunk that he lost interest as soon as he heard that the date was their junior brother. He didn't listen carefully to what Xiang Huaizhi said, so he turned to chat with his sister who had just been added to the friend list.
Jing Huan finds an excuse to escape the husband and wife mission.
Jing Huan can't think of doing the task of husband and wife now, all his mind is "Why is the grass in love, brother, have you not forgiven me yet, are you going to continue torturing me?".
He was holding the phone at the time, and he was about to say what he retorted, and when it came to the end, he closed his mouth because of his guilty conscience.
Because he found that falling in love is not the case, but the object of online dating.
Um…
Oh shit.
It seems to be really able to, just, a little bit, a little bit.
Jing Huan felt that he couldn't think about it any more. If he thought about it any longer, he wouldn't sleep tonight.
He peeled the oranges with a lot of heart and threw a piece into his mouth, thinking whether he should take this basket of fruits and go downstairs to chat with the security uncle.
In the end, he gave up. He picked up his mobile phone and called his roommate.
Lu Wenhao picked it up and snorted coldly: "Why, do you know what's wrong?"
"understood."
"… "
He admitted it so simply, but Lu Wenhao didn't know what to say.
Jing Huan said: "So in order to make up for you, I will invite you to eat hot pot tomorrow."
When the headache is over, I have to start to tell the lie I just told.
Jing Huan felt that he had told more lies during this period than in the previous years combined.
"?" Although I don't know why, it's always right to have something to eat. Lu Wenhao said, "Okay, where do you go to eat?"
"dormitory."
"… "
"I'll bring the ingredients, hot pot base, and pot." Jing Huan said, "You wash the dishes."
Jing Huan hadn't been back to the dormitory for a while. The weather was cold recently, so he ran to the apartment after class.
He walked into the bedroom with the pot and ingredients in his arms. Lu Wenhao and Gao Zixiang were in the process of unloading books. Fortunately, the dining table and other things were cleaned up. Jing Huan turned on the induction cooker, and sat on the small stool. Staring at the pot sadly.
This is what Lu Wenhao saw when he turned his head. He sat down and looked at the pot, and then at Jing Huan: "What's wrong with you? Are there worms in the pot?"
Jing Huan glared at him: "Go away, can you say something nice?"
"Then what are you looking at with such bitterness and hatred?"
The tomato pot began to boil, and Jing Huan put the beef in: "It's nothing, I'm hungry, I won't wait for you any more."
As soon as the fragrance came out, Gao Zixiang couldn't bear it anymore, and sat down with a bowl in his hand before he even finished his daily routine.
"Why did you buy so much?" Gao Zixiang looked at the food on the table, "The three of us can't finish it."
"It's okay," Jing Huan said, "I'll take it upstairs to Brother Xiang if I can't finish it."
Gao Zixiang scooped out the shrimp slip: "Why do I think your relationship with Senior Xiang is almost more than that of us."
Lu Wenhao: "No, I went to eat barbecue together yesterday."
"It's okay..." Thinking of what happened yesterday, Jing Huan's scalp felt numb. He took a sip of water and said hesitantly, "Hao'er, I'm asking you something."
Lu Wenhao: "You said."
Jing Huan turned his head and asked earnestly, "What would you do if the man who lied to you before appeared in front of you one day?"
"?"
Lu Wenhao felt that the duck intestines in his mouth were not fragrant. He looked at Jing Huan in shock: "Why did he appear in front of me? He is finally tired of living?? He wants to end his miserable life for 30 years. ???"
Jing Huan bit his chopsticks and asked, "But didn't you miss him before?"
Jing Huan was too lazy to go around in circles with him, he asked bluntly, "If you met, would you think about kissing him... or something."
Lu Wenhao made up the scene of what Jing Huan was talking about, and went crazy within a few seconds. He said incoherently, "I kiss him? Foaming at the mouth, my surname is not Lu."
The other two on the table had complicated expressions and lost their appetites.
"Forget it, seriously, I'm sick. What I like is the woman he pretended to be," Lu Wenhao said, "I'm not gay, how can I kiss a man."
that is!
Jing Huan felt that what Lu Wenhao said was very reasonable.
Even if it's revenge, it's impossible... kiss, right
Could it be that Xiang Huaizhi is gay
Not like...
Jing Huan was overwhelmed with thoughts, and a hot pot meal was tasteless.
After eating the hot pot, Jing Huan took out his mobile phone and took pictures of the ingredients that had not yet been cooked.
Xiaojing: [Photo] Is there enough left for you and Brother Lu
Xiang: No, I ate some bread. Lu Hang is not in the dormitory.
Xiaojing: …
Lu Hang is not here.
It's just him and Xiang Huai.
Alone for short.
"Huanhuan," Lu Wenhao took out a gadget from his pocket and smeared it on his mouth, "Didn't you eat spicy hot pot? Why are your ears red."
Jing Huan turned to look at him and quickly recovered: "It's too hot to eat this stuff. What are you doing?"
"Apply lip balm." Lu Wenhao said.
Jing Huan wrinkled his face in disgust: "What lip balm does your big man put on?"
"Shit, you're sexist when you put on a lipstick!" Lu Wenhao said, "My lips are peeling recently, so it's only comfortable after applying it."
"The lips are a little dry."
These words suddenly jumped into Jing Huan's mind, and he felt even hotter.
Grass.
He's been a little weird lately.
Jing Huan stood by the window and blew the wind for a while, doing a long psychological construction for himself.
Then he turned his head: "Hao'er, you... lend me the lipstick."
Lu Wenhao was amused: "Why, don't you dislike painting this stuff?"
Jing Huan raised an eyebrow at him in warning.
Lu Wenhao coughed, put away his smile, and put on the lipstick with both hands.
Jing Huan opened it and saw that there was an imperceptible red on the top of the paste. If he guessed correctly, it should be the spicy soup that had not been wiped clean.
Jing Huan closed the lid and threw it back: "Give me a new one."
Lu Wenhao is lazy and rich, so he usually buys five or more of these kinds of items.
Sure enough, Lu Wenhao took out a new one from the cabinet, and he said aggrieved: "Damn, Huanhuan, you actually dislike me."
Jing Huan didn't answer him, opened it and smeared it twice, then put it in his pocket: "I'm going back."
"Don't bring food for Senior Xiang?" Lu Wenhao asked.
"He's eaten, so ask the next bedroom if you want it."
The back of Jing Huan's departure is like a soldier on the battlefield, very tragic.
It's a pity that his two roommates were concentrating on writing the book, and no one noticed.
Jing Huan walked to the door of 522, raised his hand to knock on the door, but found that the door was open.
A seam was left.
After dinner time, it was already dark, and only a yellow light bulb was lit in the corridor of the boys' bedroom.
how to say.
Jing Huan suddenly felt that he was playing a horror game, or the holographic kind.
Open the door, and a ghost will jump out and devour him alive.
Jing Huan interrupted his thoughts, knocked on the door twice, and then pushed it open.
There was a sound of water in the room, and before he could react, the bathroom door beside him opened.
Xiang Huaizhi held the door in his hand, opened a crack, and hot air came out of the bathroom.
The exposed half of the arm is slender and powerful, with slightly undulating muscle lines, and water flows occasionally.
Xiang Huaizhi's eyelashes were soaked with water, and he said, "My bed is on the left, sit and wait for me."
Jing Huan looked over subconsciously and saw the computer running under the bed.
Aware of Jing Huan's gaze, Xiang Huaizhi said, "You can use the computer."
Seeing the map where the character is located, Jing Huan blurted out, "Then I'll help you with your daily routine."
Xiang Huaizhi's account was hung in front of the sect master, and there was a reminder of unfinished tasks in the upper right corner.
On the top of the game characters that I yearn for, there is also "Little Sweet King's husband".
Jing Huan controls the characters, and always feels a sense of shame that he can't explain clearly.
Xiang Huaizhi's computer, mouse, and keyboard are all good products, and Jing Huan uses them very easily.
The daily tasks are not very difficult. Jing Huan received a low-level wild map task of clearing monsters. He opened the map and used automatic pathfinding.
[Little sweet fruit added you as a friend]
Jing Huan glanced at it casually, but didn't care, it was quite normal for someone to be a friend of the number he longed for.
Who knows a few seconds later, the friend message lights up.
[Stranger] Little Sweet Fruit: Is my brother there TT
This is not his own account, Jing Huan didn't plan to deal with it.
But when he looked at the dialog box in front of him, he always felt something strange.
He thought for a while, replied with a question mark, and then opened the person's game profile to take a look.
Little Sweet Fruit, female, Fox Fairy Cave, level 61.
It's a small one.
[Stranger] Yearning for it:
[Stranger] Xiao Tianguo: Brother, can you show me this picture, I'm lost T▽T~~~55~
[Stranger] Yearning for it: the lower left corner of the portal, coordinates 11.19
[Stranger] Little Sweet Fruit: ? Isn't the exit on the top right
[Stranger] Little Sweet Fruit:…
Ha ha.
They are all thousand-year-old foxes, so what is Liao Zhai here
Sister, you are the rest of my game.
[Stranger] Xiao Tianguo: Okay brother, I admit, I just want to talk to you QAQ
[Stranger] Xiao Tianguo: I have admired you for a long time...
In the wild picture, Xiao Tianguo walked up to him, Jing Huan took a close look and almost exploded.
This girl named "Little Sweet Fruit" has almost the same facial features as Little Sweet King's! ! !
Only then did Jing Huan discover that the account "Little Sweet Fruit" is almost a copy of Little Sweet King from name to character, from character to way of speaking...
Gan.
Jing Huan cursed in his heart.
Just imitate me, why even steal my face!
This is the data I bought for 999 yuan! !
You are getting something for nothing! ! !
And don't you see what's written on the head of the yearning
when i die
Imitate me to seduce my heart, and see what you can do! ! !
Jing Huan roared inwardly, dragged the person directly to the blacklist, and the operation was as fierce as a tiger.
"What the hell..." he couldn't help muttering.
"Who blocked?" the person behind asked.
"A woman." Jing Huan said without looking back.
After a few seconds, his fingertips stopped suddenly.
Xiang Huaizhi asked, "Which woman?"
Grass.
what did I do
Jing Huan turned his head stiffly, and when he saw the person behind him, he became even more fucking stiff.
Xiang Huaizhi was wearing a pair of trousers, and he was slowly sorting out the clothes that were turned upside down in his hand.
Jing Huan saw the boy's abdominal muscles.
Xiang Huaizhi's body line is very good-looking. He is tall and slender, and his muscles are not exaggerated.
Jing Huan suddenly remembered that when he was on the basketball court, he showed off his abdominal muscles by showing off his clothes to Xiang Huaizhi.
"… "
Did he lose his mind at the time
Why is he pulling clothes at Xiang Huaizhi
He is so embarrassing.
Xiang Huaizhi forgot to bring his clothes into the bathroom. He put his clothes on in twos and threes, then lowered his eyes and asked, "What are you doing, who blocked?"
Jing Huan swallowed: "Little sweet fruit."
Hearing the name, Xiang Huaizhi raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Why block it?"
"She... learns from me."
Jing Huan regretted saying it.
No, what does he care about with girls... and imitating is imitating, and it is not a big deal.
"So excessive?" Xiang Huaizhi raised his eyebrows, "What else?"
These words vaguely inspired Jing Huan.
He subconsciously said, "I also called your brother."
Xiang Huaizhi: "..."
Jing Huan: "… "
This is the eighth time Jing Huan wants to give himself a break this month.
Is he a fool
He doesn't seem to care what others call Xiang Huaizhi.
He returned to his senses, turned around, and opened his friend list: "I'll drag her out of the blacklist now..."
Before he could finish speaking, his hand was squeezed.
The smell of the shower gel penetrated into his nostrils, Xiang Huaizhi bent down, and brought it close to Jing Huan's face, the smell that belonged to him was overwhelmingly suppressed.
Jing Huan even felt that their cheeks touched for a second or two.
At this moment, the temperature rose sharply, his face was red and his ears were hot, and even the air became impetuous.
Xiang Huaizhi held his hand to control the mouse, clicked the attack icon in the lower right corner, and then pointed to the little sweet fruit beside him—
【You initiated a forced PK against Xiao Tianguo】
[Current] Little Sweet Fruit: ? ? ? [doubt]
[Current] Little Sweet Fruit: What do you mean, brother
Only then did Xiang Huaizhi let go of his hand, and the back of Jing Huan's hand froze, and he snapped back to his senses.
"Me," Jing Huan was stunned when he saw the situation in front of him, he licked his lips, "what should I say?"
"It's up to you, you can curse or be silent... Or," Xiang Huaizhi suggested, "let her stop harassing your husband."
Jing Huan: "… "
During this time, he didn't want to hear Xiang Huaizhi say "or" any more.