"I like you. Pen~Fun~Ge www.biquge.info I've liked you for a long time. ”

For Cheng Yuan, who is in the world of flowers, he has heard countless confessions, but only this time, his brain crashed. He really couldn't reach out and go out with the girl with a hippie smile as usual, he could only look at the familiar person in front of him with tears in his eyes, smiled and patted his shoulder, turned and ran away. Maybe it was the ten seconds when he was stunned that the girl sensitively avoided it.

In the dimly lit private room, you can still hear the heart-wrenching heavy metal music and the screams of countless people outside the door, and nothing is open in the private room, and there is a person sitting there drinking Martell cup after cup. The man's face was a little red, and his eyes stared at the wine in his hand with a blank look, and then he raised his head and drank it down. The people outside pushed the door in and stood in front of him, and he didn't even notice it.

"Si'er, turn on the light." Among the three, the tall man who looked intimidating and had a fearsome temperament opened his mouth and said coldly.

The dazzling light illuminated everyone in the private room, and the eyes of the drinking man were stinging and he couldn't open them, his eyes were a little red, and his face was flushed with drunkenness. He looked up at the man who was looking at him condescendingly for a long time before he saw it clearly, and laughed stupidly: "Brother Shuo.. Come on! ”

"Boy, you called my third brother here just to watch you drink?" The ruffian-looking man frowned, looking hanging. The ruffian looked at the man who didn't care about him at all, he was a little dissatisfied, and just wanted to speak, he received a cold look from the cold man next to him, touched his nose, closed his mouth, and turned around and sat on the sofa.

"Cheng Yuan. What's wrong. The man asked, faintly. Reached for an empty bottle, looked at it, and put it down. "Say, I don't have that much time."

"Brother Shuo, she... She confessed to me."

"Who?" The man raised an eyebrow.

"Little... Little Jiezi..."

The man was not surprised, but hummed normally and sat down on the sofa next to him. Cheng Yuan stared at the man next to him with wide eyes: "Brother? You know? ”

"I'm not blind."

"Oh..."

"Cheng Yuan!" The door of the private room was suddenly pushed open, and a hurried Sven man broke in outside, and the Sven man glanced at Cheng Yuan in a daze and breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the man who was elegantly sitting next to him and turning his mobile phone, his eyes darkened, and he pulled out a smile: "Shuo.."

"Long time no see." Fan Shuo nodded and greeted lightly, "Cheng Yuan handed it over to you?" ”

"Good. You go get busy. Wen Jiayu had long known that from the time he went back to the bedroom to take a shower, he saw the blood stains and clothes in the bathroom that had not had time to be cleaned, and his roommate Fan Shuo, who had slept early in the bedroom, he knew that they were not the same kind of people. Although he has not been in contact with any people in society, he knows the blood stains and the threads he has sewn. Later, Fan Shuo didn't say anything, and he didn't ask anything. The two of them continued to be friends and brothers as if nothing had happened. But since he was with Wu Bing, he always lost his temper and quarreled with him, and he always didn't go home at night... Now he's moved out, and when he goes back to his dorm, there's nothing left in the dorm.

"This is Wei Shijie," Fan Shuo nodded, his chin raised towards the ruffian man. "This is He Zeqian." Fan Shuo reached out and patted the smiling man with gold-rimmed glasses beside him.

"Hello. You are Wen Jiayu. He Zeqian smiled and stood up to shake his hand.

"Oh yes! Hello. Wen Jiayu looked at this smiling man, and his heart was a little furious, because his smile...

"The third child told me that you were taken care of at school. If you have anything in the future, you can come to me. He Zeqian took out a business card and handed it to him.

"Thank you, thank you." Wen Jiayu took the business card and looked at the chief executive officer and chief lawyer who was gilded on it, and his heart was slightly shocked. He finally understood why he couldn't compare to Fan Shuo, because the people around him were so much worse than the people around him...

"Second brother, since everyone is a friend, don't take your set of communicators...."

"Wei Shijie, go back tomorrow." Fan Shuo said impatiently, glanced at Wei Shijie, who was honestly staying aside, with a look of disgust.

"Er, go back. I'm going to find Wu Bing. Fan Shuo stood up, and when he passed Wen Jiayu, he patted him on the shoulder: "We are brothers and friends, when will we go back to school together." ”

"Good. I know. Wen Jiayu smiled and patted him on the shoulder. After nodding to He Zeqian and Wei Shijie, he watched them leave. Wen Jiayu knew in his heart that the sentence just now was said to him, and he understood what Fan Shuo meant: Wu Bing is mine, stay away from her.

"Third, your roommate is very useful." He Zeqian sat in the car, pulled his seat belt, glanced at the cold man who was sitting in the passenger seat and had just lit a cigarette, and smiled.

"He's not that kind of person." Fan Shuo took a puff of cigarette and slid down the car window: "But he is not small, and he is the only one close to me in the school." He should also know who I am. ”

"The kid looks honest and has a very strict mouth. He was very useful to us. ”

"He Zeqian." Fan Shuo suddenly called his name: "Do you know why you have so few friends?" Here's why. ”

"We're half a pound."

"Huh." Fan Shuo couldn't help but chuckle out loud and pulled out a smile. One hand held a cigarette and smoked, and the other hand patted He Zeqian's shoulder: "Drive well." ”

Wei Shijie sat in the back seat and looked at his two brothers, shook his head helplessly and smiled, and turned his head to look out the window.

......

Bastard: I'm back, I want to see you.

Wu Bing received the message in the afternoon, but it was already 10 o'clock in the evening, and she still didn't see him. Wu Bing couldn't help but chuckle: It's ridiculous, why do you really wait, this time it's really.. Say goodbye.. Tired.

The phone rang at 11 o'clock, and the man's message: Down. Concise and clear, Wu Bing rolled his eyes, put on a piece of clothing casually, said something to Wu Peng and went downstairs. The cold wind poured into the fat down jacket in an instant, making her shiver, and the man seemed to be not driving, standing in the cold wind without moving.

"When did you come back?" Wu Bing took a deep breath, walked over and looked up, only to see his somewhat tired face, those eagle-like eyes looking at him burningly, making her heart skip a beat. "You look tired."

"Well, it's tiring." The man's deep voice rang in her ears, leaning over to take her into his arms, and the warm breath sprayed in her ears: "I miss you very much." ”

Wu Bing was hugged into his arms, and the idea of wanting to end was blown away, and everything he did tempted her, and she was very undetermined.

"It's warm." The man hugged her tighter, buried his face in her neck, sniffed her body, and whispered like a child.

"Just.. Just came out of the house, surely... Hiss.. Why are your hands so cold? How long have you been standing outside. The man reached out and took her hand, which had been warm at home for a long time, and with the other hand he took her waist and brought it into his arms.

"I'm a little busy, so I didn't contact you." Don't be with anyone else.

"Yes, I know."

"Is it cold?"

"It's fine."

"Then let me hold for a while."

"Hmm.."

"Good."

"Uh-huh......."