when lion meets ram

Zheng Xinming was full of guilt.

I really shouldn't just think about surprising Shi Yu, didn't give him a call all day, and let people run out to find me, and I didn't worry if I found it, and I was worried about myself all night.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Zheng Xinming comforted lamely, "Let's not cry, okay?"

"Nonsense! Who's crying!" Shi Yu punched Zheng Xinming in the back.

"Ah!" Zheng Xinming was unprepared, suddenly felt a pain in his back, but also wanted to make Shi Yu happy, and grinned and shouted: "As expected of the invincible Master Shi who has beaten San Francisco all over the place, he is so poisonous!"

Shi Yu was about to punch Zheng Xinming a few more times. Hearing what he said, he burst out laughing, and punched again, and the strength was reduced by more than half.

Zheng Xinming silently endured the iron fist of the bully in San Francisco without saying a word, knowing that he had calmed down, and he was not in a hurry to talk more. When Shi Yu stopped, he moved his body and still wanted to take off his coat and put it on Shi Yu. There is a distance, the later the temperature will be lower.

"Don't move!" Shi Yu said unhappily, "Let me rest, I will go back to the dormitory and beat you later!"

"Okay! You don't wear too much, I'll give you the coat, and you can continue to rest, okay?" Zheng Xinming said flatteringly.

"Give me your coat, won't you be cold? Are you stupid? Hurry up!" Shi Yu said disgustedly.

have to!Master Shi has spoken, let's do it!Zheng Xinming didn't get entangled in this matter anymore, started his little e-Donkey and drove back to the dormitory.

Shi Yu put his hands into the two pockets of Zheng Xinming's coat, and his upper body was leaning against his back. The continuous heat transfer made Shi Yu feel the urge to confess his love.do not care!What strategies, plans, steps, let me talk about it first!

It was already 10:30 in the evening when we drove back to the dormitory. Most of the people in the small building had already fallen asleep, and the yard was quiet.Zheng Xinming parked the car, asked Shi Yu to get down from the back seat, and found the car lock from the small storage box at the rear of the car, as well as a small box of snacks brought back from Suzhou. He planned to give Shi Yu a supper, but he didn't know this. It's late, can he still eat?

"Zheng Xinming, I have something to tell you." Shi Yu said behind him.

"What's the matter?" Zheng Xinming locked the little eDonkey and asked without looking up.

"I, I like you." Shi Yu's face was flushed, but he gritted his teeth and said it.

"Ah?" Zheng Xinming didn't expect it at all, he couldn't react for a while, he raised his head suddenly and knocked on the butt of the car.

Shi Yu was already nervous enough. Looking at Zheng Xinming's appearance, he felt a little angry again, and suddenly said like a machine gun: "Don't understand?! Let me say, I like you! It's the kind that wants to rape you when it sees you. I like it! Do you understand?"

What?Zheng Xinming said that he couldn't adapt to such a confession with strange bones, and it took him a long time to reply: "Oh!"

"Oh what! You have to make a statement too?!" If you like me or not, tell me a word!

Express your opinion? !Zheng Xinming really didn't know how to respond, his mind was muddled, and he forced himself to think carefully and said, "It's too late, I'm quite tired this day, let's go back and rest!"

? ? ! !Shi Yu asked with confidence, taking it for granted that Zheng Xinming would give him a clear answer, but he did not expect such a sentence.

I have to ask Zheng Xinming to make it clear that he is playing a rogue, can't he?Shi Yu is very clear, no.Didn't you hear Zheng Xinming say that he rode the little electric donkey back from Suzhou today?As soon as I arrived in Changshu, I started saving people. After all the tossing just now, I, a spectator, felt tired. When people said that they were tired, they definitely didn't mean to be sloppy with me.There will always be an answer, so wait?Well, wait a little longer.

Shi Yu followed Zheng Xinming back to the small room with low eyebrows, obediently went to bed and prepared to go to bed, before closing his eyes, he still didn't hold back and asked, "Answer me tomorrow morning?"

With his back turned to him, Zheng Xinming said in a muffled voice for a long time, "Yes."

Shi Yu squinted his crescent eyes, and soon fell asleep, but Zheng Xinming couldn't fall asleep no matter what, he couldn't bear it anymore, he sighed softly, got up and walked out of the cubicle.

The small building was completely quiet. Zheng Xinming took out his mobile phone and saw that it was already 2 o'clock in the morning.Lying on the bed just now, my mind was in a mess, I seemed to think a lot, but I didn't seem to think about anything.Walking to the small courtyard of the dormitory, under a row of small trees was the fitness equipment provided by the Welfare Lottery. Zheng Xinming sat down on a sit-up equipment, staring at the crescent moon in the sky in a daze.

A few days ago, I was still wondering who could pick this delicate flower, but now the delicate flower has directly thrown into my arms.

Ugh!

Vomit~~~!

???

Zheng Xinming looked back and saw someone hugging a small tree at the base of the wall behind him and vomited.

"I'm sorry, brother!" After a while, the man raised his head and wiped his face.He is a neighbor who lives on the first floor with Zheng Xinming, and he has met several times. He is a fit and handsome brother.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Who doesn't have a time to vomit?Zheng Xinming understands very well.

The little brother was also tired from vomiting, so he didn't turn around and went back to the single room in the dormitory. He sat down next to Zheng Xinming, took out a pack of Yunyan, took out one and asked Zheng Xinming: "One?"

"Thank you!" Zheng Xinming reached out to take the cigarette, the little brother didn't smell of alcohol, did he eat too much?

The little brother didn't ignore the doubts that flashed across Zheng Xinming's face, he lit a cigarette and took a few puffs and said, "I'm throwing up, there's nothing wrong with it, I'm just eating and broadcasting."

Eat broadcast?

"It's Kuaishou, the top of the volcano, eating live on the mobile phone. Haven't you watched it?"

Zheng Xinming nodded with a half understanding and said, "Oh~~!" I really haven't seen it.

"Bring your mobile phone!" The eating and broadcasting brother generously picked up Zheng Xinming's mobile phone, quickly downloaded a video app, found out his ID, added attention, and liked a few by the way, and then called up the live broadcast just tonight Video to Zheng Xinming: "Look, this is it."

Zheng Xinming took the phone and took a look. The boy who eats and broadcasts is quite handsome inside. He looks small. There is an oversized pot of suspected Maoxuewang in front of him. Next to it is a large pot of white rice that is one size smaller than Maoxuewang Rice, and a 5L large barrel of Coke are placed on the side of the table.The little brother started to eat without saying a word. At the beginning, he saw that he was eating deliciously. He opened his mouth wide open after one mouthful. Gradually, his lips and face began to turn red, his head was full of sweat, and his eating speed slowed down. One bite less.In order to relieve the awkward atmosphere, the little brother opened the Coke, began to slow down, and ate while drinking.

Zheng Xinming didn't continue to watch the video, he must have eaten it all in the end, and then came to the wall to spit it out! "You're pretty good, do you vomit every time you finish eating?"

The face of the Chiblog brother stiffened for a moment, and then he smiled indifferently: "I'm not vomiting, we are also a little bit real, but there is one thing, I can't eat spicy food. There is so much competition in Chiblog now! You don't want to stimulate Yes, people don’t look at you, if they don’t look at you, you can’t eat anything.”

Zheng Xinming had never been in contact with a live broadcast before, and looked down at the video curiously.

"Look at this person, I'm with you. I know her. You can see that she has a lot of tables. In fact, she vomits after chewing, and someone below continues."

. . .Just now Zheng Xinming admired this little girl who looked like a pea diced. She was holding elbows as big as her three faces in both hands.

"Look at this again. This is my hometown. He really eats, but the scenes are all edited and secretly put into the live broadcast. No one can see it. Look at this table. He will eat for at least two days."

. . .Zheng Xinming no longer easily admires these food broadcasts. He didn't expect this kind of fraud to exist. It's true that there are dramas everywhere in the world.

"Some people vomit every time they eat, so they don't dare to live broadcast every day. If they keep vomiting like this, they will get stomach cancer and anorexia sooner or later. As for me, I choose to do a live broadcast of irritating food once or twice a month. It’s the real food, not fake!” The eating and broadcasting boy spoke with great pride.

"Live every day?"

"Of course, if you don't broadcast it for a day, your popularity will drop. If you don't broadcast it for a few days, everyone will forget about you!"

"Does live streaming make money?" Zheng Xinming didn't have the skills of a big eater, but he was very interested in the income of a big eater.

"If you don't make money, there won't be so many people doing this! It's sure to make money! My brother, the money I have saved now, I can set up a supermarket in my hometown, buy a new house, buy a new car, and marry a wife. I want to put aside my previous job and work as a small laborer on the construction site. I will never even think about it for the rest of my life.” The eating and broadcasting boy took a puff of cigarettes and began to recall bitterness and sweetness: “It’s hard to make money these days! It’s early. My fellow villagers at the construction site are still putting on insulation layers for people. There are also classmates in my hometown who are squatting in the living room to knit wool, feed their children milk powder, and his wife sells them in the back room. These are people’s lives. ?"

. . .It's not easy for people, and even ghosts can't do it.

"Brother, what's the matter with you? I don't think you work the night shift, why don't you sulk?"

"I'm not angry, I'm worried." Zheng Xinming is not a person who likes to talk about feelings, he is also stupid, he doesn't know how to express it accurately, and as time goes by, he simply stops talking.Tonight, Shi Yu really posed a problem for him, which made him very confused; moreover, this food and TV brother is just a stranger, and neither of them knows the details of the other, so it is more suitable to talk to each other. "Someone confessed his love to me today, but we just met by chance. Sooner or later, we have to go back to our respective homes and find our own mothers, so...you understand what I mean?"

"Oh~~!" The eating and broadcasting brother expressed his understanding on the face, with envy and jealousy in his eyes, he stretched out his thumb and said to Zheng Xinming: "Brother, you are kind! We don't take advantage of the little girl, it's so kind! , Brother, as someone who has been here, I have a little immature suggestion for you, listen to it!" The eating and broadcasting brother pinched the cigarette butt in his hand and said: "When you heard this today, what was your first reaction? ? Just act according to your first reaction, if you are more happy than worried, you date the little girl, if you are more worried than happy, you reject the little girl, and then introduce it to me!" said the boy who eats and broadcasts Now, raising his eyebrows, he was overjoyed: "Hahahahahahaha! Just kidding!"

Zheng Xinming thought what he said made sense at first, but after hearing it later, he really wanted to follow Shi Yu's example and say, I mean a boy!It is estimated that the little brother who eats and broadcasts will have to go back to the base of the wall and vomit.The cigarette holder was soft, and Zheng Xin kept silent knowingly, as if he was in deep thought.

"Brother, think about it!" The food broadcaster patted Zheng Xinming on the shoulder with a teachable expression, "Brother, I have to run in the morning tomorrow, so go up first!"

"good night!"

"good night!"

. . .What was my mood at the time?