Sweetness Is Incessantly Late

Chapter 21

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The people coming and going around seemed to have been pressed the pause button, Chi Yu only felt that his hand holding Fu Zhiyan was a little hot. He paused, turned his head in disbelief, and asked slowly, "What did you say?"

Fu Zhiyan met the young man's bright eyes, and before he could open his mouth, the sleeve on the other side was suddenly pulled. He looked up along the thin white wrist. The girl was wearing thick myopia glasses, and she was a little nervous when she saw the gaze from him and Chi Yu.

"That Wang Xiao said that you want to play the big tree, is it true?"

Because of the girl's inexplicable interruption, Fu Zhian was not in a good mood, and the indifference was all hanging on his face, and he casually responded.

"Fu Zhiyu." Chi Yu lowered his eyes and seemed a little dazed.

"I know what you mean." The boy raised his eyes suddenly, his eyelids lifted with a displeased face, he slapped his mouth twice: "Do you want me to fuck with you, and then you can be a student at school? The only school grass?"

"I'm telling you the fuck, no, yes, yes."

Fu Zhi'an's eyelids jumped, he sighed softly, and shook his head with a smile unconsciously. Looking at Chi Yu's childish and innocent face, he really couldn't get angry. But he just wondered, how could such a big person not even understand.

He now kind of understands the mood of the girls who sent him love letters.

The two walked slowly to the Internet cafe. The boy who used to be so happy when he touched the keyboard still had a dark face, and occasionally a few swear words came out of his mouth. Fu Zhiyan didn't turn on the machine, he sat on the sofa next to him, thinking about how to express his words so that Chi Yu could understand.

"Fuck, this **** jungler, I'm fighting here and he's shopping there!"

Fu Zhiyu glanced at the record in the upper right corner: 5/12/0

"You're not going to fight, you're being beaten by a group." Fu Zhiyu rested his chin in his hand, and he was comparing the computer screen or Chi Yu's face. Chi Yu's game style is the same as his people, brave and mentally handicapped. Regardless of the number of people on the opposite side, he rushed to work with the knife, ignoring the teammates who had been signaling him.

Chi Yu ignored him. As soon as the person was resurrected, he was teleported to the second tower opposite.

Less than three seconds after landing, he was beaten by the three people on the opposite side and died again.

Chi Yu took his hands off the keyboard, not knowing why he was losing his temper. In the past, he always died playing games, but it was funny at most, and he had never been so upset as he was today. I don't know what happened in my mind, but Fu Zhiyan's eyes were clear, and he asked him word by word: Do you want to think about liking boys.

So fucking annoying.

With cool fingertips brushing his cheek, Chi Yu subconsciously hid back, leaning his thin back against the back of the sofa. The boy's hairy head was half-laid on his shoulder, and the smell of mint shampoo filled his nostrils. His long eyelashes drooped down, covering the twinkle in his eyes. Fu Zhiyu held the mouse in one hand, pulled the keyboard in his direction, pursed the corners of his mouth and controlled the villain on the screen to walk towards the wild area.

Chi Yu has never seen Fu Zhiyu play games. In his eyes, learning well and playing well in games can only account for one at most.

Thin white fingers went back and forth on the keys, the young man skillfully used his skills and moves, avoiding the control of the opposite one one after another. In the last wave, a flash evaded the opponent's big move, followed by a small move to control the opponent's back row, and ignited the increase move to take away the opponent's main output. Chi Yu looked at the dialog that popped up in the dialog box in the lower left corner:

A little strawberry: this wave of 666

shudiahduf: FUCKING SUBSTITUTE

I am a beautiful girl: is this going to be a turnaround

Fu Zhiyan retracted his hands and sat back to his original position, squinting and smiling at Chi Yu's somewhat stiff face: "I sprinkle some rice on the keyboard, chickens are better than you."

Chi Yu lost interest, and after fighting the dragon with the other four of the team, he pushed down the enemy's base along the way. Chi Yu dropped the mouse, and Fu Zhiyan, who was sitting on the side, had already looked at the exercise book, with a pen between his fingers, casually sketching on it.

"Stop fighting, go home."

Fu Zhiyu didn't answer, and followed behind him with his bag. The tail light of the dusk was a bit long, Chi Yu looked at the shadows of the two people on the ground, one after the other like a sticky couple who refused to separate, and the old man who was pulling the shadows of the two by the afterglow. Chi Yu only felt that the pinna of his ears was hot, and he didn't know where the fire came from, he turned around and raised his eyebrows and said, "You are a stinky bastard!"

"okay."

"You have been carrying shoes for Lao Tzu in your last life!"

As if hitting the cotton with all his strength, Chi Yu only felt that there was nowhere to go. He simply squatted on the curb, turned his head awkwardly, his eyes drooped lazily, and he lowered his head and muttered, "Hey, you are so fucking boring."

The branches of a willow tree not far away were swaying with the wind, and the shaky shadow cast on the boy's face. Chi Yu watched the figures of the two people on the ground get closer and closer, until they finally overlapped. Fu Zhiyu's white sneakers appeared in his sight, and he stood in front of him.

"No matter what you say, I'm fine."

"I'm saying this, can you understand?"

The commotion in the alley seemed to stop in an instant, Chi Yu raised his head and met the boy's clean and clear eyebrows. The broken hair blown by the wind blocked his eyes, and Chi Yu was a little dazed, letting those few hairs block his eyes. The boy stretched out his hand, gently stroked the broken hair on his forehead, and rubbed it on top of his head.

"What do you want me to understand?"

Fu Zhiyan lowered his head and raised the corners of his lips, he touched the tip of his nose, and his tone was soft and sweet like never before.

"Probably take a walk with you on the path in summer evenings. In winter, you can smile and put your cold hands under the hem of your clothes, and raise the corners of your mouth calmly when looking at you."

"If I encounter something strange, I can say something to you as long as I turn my head, you see."

Chi Yu's upright body gradually softened, his arms were hanging on his knees and his head was lowered. The figures of the two people on the ground were intertwined, and the gray shadow was covered with a layer of golden light by the setting sun, bright and moving.

"Well, I understand."

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Ahhh long time no see for the sister who commented on me! ! ! ! (My birthday is going to have something happy to happen!)