"This is me... I don't care what you're trying to do, he said let you go, you don't stop your behavior, you're harassing others. The man wanted to say something else, but the words changed his mind.

"Hey, it's boring." The man didn't seem to want to stir things up, so he glanced at the man and left.

"You just smashed my ...... Zhou Kaiyu? Shen Qing wanted to complain, but after taking a closer look at the man's face, he was stunned for a moment and asked hesitantly.

"Shen Qing?" The other party also seemed to recognize him, and his tone revealed surprise.

"So, you two are high school classmates?" Qiu Ge, who came out of the bathroom and happened to see Zhou Kaiyu helping, curiously came over to understand the situation, and after understanding the cause and effect, he asked.

"Yes, I'm at his table." Zhou Kaiyu took a sip of water and said.

"! You are..."Qiu Ge couldn't help but spat out fragrant words, but the second half of his sentence was poked back by Shen Qing's knife.

"I just...?" The other party is a little strange.

"Haha, Shen Qing originally told us about his high school tablemate." Qiu Ge, who almost missed his mouth, smiled awkwardly and glanced at Shen Qing nervously.

"yes, when we were in high school, we were on good terms enough to wear a pair of pants." Zhou Kaiyu laughed, recalling the original incident.

"I didn't wear the same pants as you." Shen Qing frowned in disgust.

That's a metaphor. I remember when I was in high school, there was a fat guy in the class who said you looked like a girl, and you pinned him to the ground and beat him. Zhou Kaiyu said, his eyes resting on the wine glass.

"Really? Was he so violent? Qiu Ge listened to him share these things, and asked curiously.

"He has been practicing sanda since he was a child, and he had a bad temper at that time, and he didn't like to talk, so no one dared to mess with him. But he studied well, and the teacher turned a blind eye to his behavior. Zhou Kaiyu said endlessly, but Shen Qing on the side just looked at him and didn't speak.

"Let's talk first." Shen Qing was silent for a while, and walked out of the counter with a plate.

"What's wrong with him?" Zhou Kaiyu looked at Shen Qing's departing back, a little confused.

Qiu Ge has been working in a bar for two years, and he is extremely sensitive to all kinds of complex emotional entanglements between people.

"You really don't know about that." He looked at Zhou Kaiyu, who was sitting opposite, and asked, but his tone was a statement.

He always had a very strange feeling, but he didn't know who it was to.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Kaiyu met his gaze and blinked.

"It's fine." Qiu Ge stared at him for three seconds, and did not delve into it any further.

He felt that Zhou Kaiyu must know that Shen Qing liked him, but maybe for various reasons he pretended not to know, and as for why Shen Qing was suddenly silent, he couldn't guess.

After sending Zhou Kaiyu away, at five o'clock in the morning, there was almost no one in the store, and everyone had a chance to take a breath.

"Shen Qing, come here." Qiu Ge sat on a couch, he looked tired, and said weakly.

"What are you doing?" Shen Qing also felt sleepy and tired, walked over slowly, and sat down next to him.

"Your tablemate wrote me a note before leaving, saying that you changed WeChat before, and he didn't know how much, so he gave it to him, so that you have time to add him." Qiu Ge stuffed the strip into Shen Qing's pocket.

"Yes." Shen Qing didn't seem to have any spirit.

"What's wrong with you, upset?" Qiu Ge looked him in the eye and asked.

"Okay." Shen Qing avoided his gaze and slumped back on the sofa.

"Come on, I've known you for a long time, I don't know if you're happy or not." The other party had no intention of letting him go.

"It's nothing, it's just, it feels a little weird." Shen Qing closed his eyes and said to himself.

"What's weird?" Qiu Ge propped his head and asked.

"Zhou Kaiyu.... Maybe the same person I think of in my head will always be him in high school. Shen Qing's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally only the sound of qi remained.

"Do you still like him?" A direct and important question penetrated Shen Qing's eardrums.

"I don't know." He thought for a moment, then shook his head.

Shen Qing's thoughts drifted to the time when he and Zhou Kaiyu first met nine years ago.

At that time, the teacher arranged the seats and transferred them together, Zhou Kaiyu was very outgoing and took the initiative to talk to him a lot. But at that time, Shen Qinggao was cold and gloomy, and rarely responded.

Zhou Kaiyu is like a nanny, asking Shen Qing this and that every day, trying to influence him with his actions.

He did it. After a year.

Shen Qing became more cheerful, smiled more, and was willing to take the initiative to contact new people.

It was also at that time that Shen Qing fell in love with this tablemate, and it was inevitable.

There is no chance of winning.

Shen Qing didn't want to recall the rest of the matter, he opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling in a daze.

"Let's go, wash the cups." Qiu Ge stood up, moved his shoulders a little, and then, rather rudely, grabbed the side of Shen Qing's collar and lifted him up.

"Okay, good..."Shen Qing yawned and staggered away.

At six o'clock in the morning, Shen Qing entered the house lightly and lay down on the sofa. He took out the note in his pocket, thought about it, or opened his mobile phone and added Zhou Kaiyu's WeChat.

He stared at the phone screen for a moment, laughed self-deprecatingly, put the phone down, and closed his eyes.

At seven o'clock in the morning, when Yan Lin came out of the room, he saw Shen Qing asleep on the sofa.

He walked back to the room, took a blanket, and gently covered Shen Qing's body.

Chen Yuning, who came out of the toilet, happened to see this picture, he and Yan Lin stood there staring wide-eyed, and in the end, Chen Yuning broke the silence first.

"How does he sleep on the couch?"

Yan Lin shook his head silently, then walked past Chen Yuning's side and entered the toilet.

I go, what just happened.

As a straight man who is straighter than chopsticks and closed-minded, Chen Yuning felt that his three views had been seriously impacted, he rushed back to his room, opened his mobile phone and clicked on the original post.

[Damn, I came out of the toilet this morning just in time to see my friend sleeping on the couch and my police roommate covered him with a blanket!] Is it because I'm too pedantic or are people nowadays too good at playing? 】

Red-eyed bunny with short tail: Oh my God, it's so loving! Can the landlord update the daily routine of your two roommates frequently!

Miao Miaochang: I think it's normal to put a blanket on it?? After all, it's not good to have a cold...** behavior.

The heat is killing my immortality: such a roommate, please give me a dozen woo woo woo

What the hell is this? After reading the reply, Chen Yuning turned off his phone in despair.

That night, Shen Qing felt that his neck was about to go to waste.

After a few days of indifference, Shen Qing began to feel that Chen Yuning was getting more and more wrong, every time Shen Qing talked to him, and when Yan Lin came out of the room, he would suddenly walk away, leaving the two of them looking at each other.

The scene was very awkward at one point.