"Xiaoguang, come here!" The familiar voice reached his ears, and he looked up, only to see that it was Li Hang waving to him, and it was self-evident who was sitting next to him.

Wang Jie was not at this table because he was cooking, and Song Qiguang had already seen that one of the three cooks behind the stove was him, and it was in front of Li Hang's table.

Soon, Wang Jie scrambled a plate of tomatoes and eggs, and before he put them on the table, a strong aroma came to his face.

"Applejack will make two more, and then I'll make two more, and we'll have dinner." When Wang Jie went to wash the pot, Li Hang said, "You can taste it now." ”

The other two didn't move their chopsticks, so Li Hang honestly and unceremoniously poured a little into the bowl, "Taste it, otherwise it will be cold later." ”

Cheng Yelan raised his eyes from his phone and said to him, "I want to eat fried mutton." ”

Li Hang smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, I'll make it for you later." ”

Then he served him some more food, "Eat some." Then it was put into Song Qiguang's bowl, "Xiaoguang, you're welcome." ”

Chef Wang Jie's skills are quite good, this dish is sour and sweet, plus the eggs are very fragrant, Song Qiguang is very satisfied, after thinking about it, he still said, "Why don't I make one later, Brother Hang, what do you want to eat?" ”

Li Hang thought for a while, "Then spicy chicken nuggets?" There are so many delicious foods on our table that we may not be able to eat them all. ”

When the second dish came up, Li Hang served them rice, but it was only half a bowl, and said that he would eat more vegetables and eat less first.

And in the end, they did eat only this little food, but they ate all the dishes on that table.

"How's it going, are you full?" When he finally put down the bowl, Wang Jie beside him asked.

Song Qiguang glanced at him a little embarrassed, but still nodded.

"So let's go eat it?"

"Okay."

This time they took a different path, and now the sun was full, and the trees on both sides of the path were a little far away, so that the sun shone directly on their faces. Song Qiguang was already a little full, and his legs were also very heavy, so he really wanted to lie on the ground and sleep.

Wang Jie, who was beside him, put his arm around his shoulders and said helplessly, "You, are you still angry with me?" ”

Song Qiguang glanced at him and pursed his lips, "I'm not angry with you." ”

Wang Jie smiled bitterly and rubbed him on the shoulder twice, "Then are you going to keep messing with Yelan like this?" ”

Song Qiguang didn't answer immediately, and thought for a moment before asking him, "Do you think this is my fault or his?" ”

Wang Jie said, "I think you have your fault, he has his fault, and no one should shirk responsibility." ”

"I see."

After returning to the room, Song Qiguang went to bed, intending to sleep.

Within a minute, the door was bullied open again, and the roommate was supposed to be back.

He turned around to say hello, but when he saw the man's face, he was already in his throat and immediately fell back into his stomach.

It's Cheng Yelan.

The man didn't even look at him, and went straight to the bathroom, Song Qiguang relaxed his body and fell back on the bed, just subconsciously moved to the side a little.

This room is double, not with two beds, but with only one double bed, and even the quilt on the bed is only one, which is large enough to cover the entire bed.

He didn't want to know whose idea it was, but there was one question worth noting, that is, according to the performance of the person just now, it was obvious that he knew that there was another person living in it before he came in, so that young lady didn't have any ideas?

Song Qiguang originally thought about whether he should ask for a single quilt again, but now it seems that there is no need for this, and that person doesn't mind using a bed with him, let alone himself.

Soon he felt the quilt lifted, and a body lay in, far away from him.

And he was originally lying next to the bed, but now the quilt has slipped away more than half, and it can only cover half of his body.

But in fact, there is still a large piece of space in the middle, but I have to move it a little bit inside.

In fact, Song Qiguang has a particularly spoof idea, that is, he also tried his best to grab the quilt, so that person would be hung outside, what would he do next? Is it to continue lying down regardless of it? Is it to sit up and get angry? Or do you still start grabbing?

I feel like it's fun to either one, and it's the right posture for awkwardness, but I really can't do such a thing.

Forget it, it's a nap that won't freeze without a quilt. Song Qiguang moved his body to change into a comfortable position and closed his eyes.

Song Qiguang originally only planned to rest in bed for a while, but he didn't expect to fall asleep and dream, and when he woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and he was the only one left in the room.

Rubbing his eyes and sitting up, he inadvertently glanced to the side, his position on the bed had not changed, but the quilt had completely fallen, and I don't know if it was snatched away a little after he fell asleep.

There was a WeChat message on his phone, which was sent by Wang Jie an hour ago, asking him if he was awake, and Song Qiguang replied and asked where he was now.

"I'll go big brother, you're finally awake?" It seems that you can feel the surprise of the big brother through the screen, "Come out, let's watch a movie in the cinema, and we're going to sing later." ”

Then he said, "It's not that you woke up late, and you have two hours to eat dinner." ”

The theater is on the first floor of the hotel, and when Song Qiguang entered, a foreign film was being shown in it, and it didn't seem to be British or American, because he couldn't understand a word of what he said, Wang Jie sent him a seat number, and Song Qiguang walked over and sat beside him.

"I said you were sleepwalking?" The man whispered in his ear, "You've slept for more than two hours!" ”

Song Qiguang smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, maybe I'm a little tired." ”

"Let's watch a movie," Wang Jie gestured to the screen, "The hottest one now, I heard that the box office is going to exceed one billion, damn it, I've cried twice now." He rubbed his eyes as he spoke.

The film is indeed very inspirational and touching, even if Song Qiguang should have watched it from the middle, he still couldn't help but be infected by it, and thought that he must go to the theater to watch the whole film again. Later, after leaving the theater, a group of people went to KTV again, and Wang Jie asked him if he wanted to sing a song.

Song Qiguang hadn't thought about it yet, but he saw the eldest lady holding the microphone and singing, which was a very popular song many years ago.

This should be the first time I have heard this person sing, I feel that he has a good timbre, full of emotion, and the tone is also very accurate, in short, it is very pleasant, and people can't help but straighten their backs and listen carefully.

During the interlude, I heard Wang Jie say in my ear, "Nice, right?" Yelan sings super well. ”

Song Qiguang smiled, glanced at the person again, looked away, took the watermelon on the coffee table and ate it.

Later, he also sang a song, Wang Jie had to ask him to show it, Song Qiguang casually sang a familiar one, feeling that his singing skills can only be regarded as okay, not to mention that it is not unpleasant to hear.

When it was time for dinner, he still asked Wang Jie if he could ask for more quilts.

"Why, aren't you used to sharing a quilt with others?" Wang Jie looked at him playfully, "But I see that you slept pretty well at noon." ”

"......" Song Qiguang endured the fire, and really wanted him to take him to see how many people came with him, two people slept in the same bed and used the same quilt.

"Or do you not dare to sleep in the same bed with Yelan?" Wang Jie raised his eyebrows again, "Aren't you sure that you are not wrong?" Since you are so principled and individual, what are you afraid of? ”

Song Qiguang really wanted to go home and delete this girl's WeChat and block her mobile phone, anyway, he was about to take the college entrance examination, and everyone would not see him in the future!

…… Well, Song Qiguang knew that Wang Jie, including Li Hang, did all these things to make peace between himself and that person, because they were friends, and as the eldest brother, they also had the obligation to persuade them to make peace, the problem was that even Song Qiguang himself didn't know what to do with this "reconciliation", admit his mistake and apologize? But who is wrong? Or is it just a casual person who gives in and takes the initiative to say a word to the other party, as if nothing happened before?

But Song Qiguang didn't even want to say anything.

He admits that he was unhappy with the man because he was on his own initiative, without consulting himself beforehand, as if he were just a call...... Retinue? There's really no way to not care about such a thing at all.

But from another point of view, as friends, the two of them must be very uncomfortable in their hearts, so the problem now is that they have the heart to reconcile but can't reconcile at all, I really don't know when such a situation will be resolved.

They didn't cook dinner by themselves, ordered nearly 20 dishes, everyone ate happily around a big table, and then continued to move freely, some went to barbecue, some went to sing, and Song Qiguang and Wang Jie sat at the small table behind the oven and drank.

On the table is the skewers grilled for them in the store, and there is a wine bottle in front of the two people, and they drink a glass in one sip, and they feel really "proud".

"Do you have a particular place you'd like to visit on Children's Day?" Wang Jie put down the wine glass and asked him.

Song Qiguang thought about it, but laughed softly, "I think it's best to stay at home, and I don't want to be with you no matter where I go." ”

"Yes," Wang Jie didn't mind, and poured him a little more, "I really want to be with you, or let's go to your house for a drink?" ”

Song Qiguang almost squirted out a mouthful of wine, holding the wine glass and dangling it, but he didn't drink it immediately, a scene appeared in his mind, and he unconsciously said, "I want to go to the playground." ”

Wang Jie didn't hear clearly, "What? ”

"I want to go to the playground," Song Qiguang said almost distractedly, "I still have to go by bicycle, but I don't want to ride a roller coaster, especially the vertical version, I may be afraid of ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he took a drink from his glass.

Wang Jie scratched his head, although he didn't understand too much, he always felt that he knew something amazing.

Song Qiguang thought that he was not drunk, but Wang Jie still followed him back to the room, and when he changed into pajamas and covered the bed with a quilt, he was not very relieved to leave. Song Qiguang waited for him to leave, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed, entered the bathroom and began to release water.

The bath in this place was very large, and he felt sorry for himself if he didn't take a dip since he came.

When the water was two-thirds of the way around, he got out of the bath and let the water go on. The warm water enveloped the body, and it was so comfortable that I wanted to scream.

Relaxing and leaning against the pool wall, consciousness became not very clear, and it was a bit like being drunk.

At this time, he heard the sound of the door of the room being bullied open, by the way, he lived here with that person, so he had to wash the bath later, so that no one would ......

The door of the bathroom was bullied open, and a person appeared in front of him, and Song Qiguang's head suddenly "buzzed".

There was a lot of moisture in the bathroom, and it was not easy to see the familiar face, and at this time he looked at him expressionlessly, his brows furrowed slightly. Song Qiguang knew that he was naked now, but he didn't know where that person could see him, and he couldn't move now as if he had been immobilized.

Suddenly, that person strode over like him, Song Qiguang subconsciously wanted to escape, but he couldn't move either, his anxious eyes almost burst out of his sockets, and the person stopped not far from the front of the bath, didn't look at him again, raised his hand and closed the curtain.

…… Song Qiguang breathed a sigh of relief, yes, he forgot to draw the curtain just now, the toilet and bathroom in this place are connected......

The sound of water rang in his ears, he quickly turned around and turned off the faucet, and then took a handful of water to wash his face, which scared him into a cold sweat just now......

Song Qiguang didn't soak for long before he went out, didn't forget to clean the bath, and when he got outside, he saw that the person was sitting on the sofa looking at his phone. Song Qiguang sat on the bed and wiped his head with a towel.

The man went to the bathroom again, Song Qiguang heard the sound of rushing water, it seemed that the person did not plan to use the bathtub, but chose to take a shower.

The wet towel was put on the drying rack, Song Qiguang got into bed, and lay down close to the side like noon, and the quilt on his body failed to completely cover himself.

They are now at the bottom of the mountain, and it should be quite cold at night, I don't know if they will fall asleep and be snatched away from the quilt, what if they wake up tomorrow morning and catch a cold?

He closed his eyes and slowly lost consciousness, not knowing when the other person was in bed......

Song Qiguang couldn't tell what he felt, his body was very cold, he shivered with cold, but then it became very hot, as if there was a fire burning on his body, his head became very heavy, his eyes couldn't be opened, his mouth was dry, and he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth......

There was a chill in his head, and his brain became clearer, and he slowly opened his eyes, feeling very dry and astringent, and his vision was blurry, but he could already see what was in front of him. He was still in his hotel room, and it was already morning, and there was a man sitting next to the bed, yes......

"Yelan ......" Song Qiguang read out the name softly, and then felt a pain in his throat.

"Are you awake?" Compared to his hoarse voice, the man's voice was young and energetic, "You had a fever last night, I'm helping you cool down." ”

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