Mid single, I am blue, don't bark

It was nine o'clock for dinner, and those who didn't cook took the initiative to clean up and wash the dishes. Lu Ziju and Yan Ming were washing dishes in the kitchen.

"Bring a glove, or you'll hurt your hands." Yan Ming handed over the glove.

There were a lot of dishes, and it took the two of them more than ten minutes to finish washing. As soon as they finished washing and walked out of the kitchen, they heard a "magic sound" coming from the roof.

There is a KTV room on the third floor, and a few people will go up to disturb the residents, and the soundproof walls still can't stop their "beautiful" singing.

Yan Ming got goosebumps when he heard it: "Fuck, my ears are hot."

Lu Ziju's expression was ugly: "It's almost nauseating to hear."

"Ma Feipeng!" First, a girl couldn't bear it, and roared, "If you sing again, we will call the police!"

Ma Feipeng's voice came down: "Don't, such a beautiful singing voice!"

Girl: "Do you want to show some face?"

Ma Feipeng: "No!"

Continue to sing, but the voice is finally a little softer.

"Yan Ming, do you want to play mahjong?" The deputy asked Yan Ming when he passed by him.

Yan Ming: "No, no, no."

The deputy department laughed, and asked Lu Ziju casually: "Does Ziju play?"

Lu Ziju: "Okay."

Yan Ming: "..."

The deputy department pulled him: "It happens that three are missing and one is missing, come on."

Yan Ming watched helplessly as the deputy took Lu Ziju away to play mahjong, feeling like he was killing a pig, miserable.

"Yan Ming, are you going to the rooftop?" Lin Yun walked up to him at some point, "We made some scented tea."

Yan Ming felt that he should go to the rooftop to calm down: "Let's go."

A small warm yellow light was turned on on the roof, the light was soft and delicate, Lin Yun and the other two girls put scented tea on the chairs.It's a bit cool at night, but not too cold, and the sky is full of stars, and the stars are twinkling.

Yan Ming took a chair and sat down. Leaning on the soft back of the chair, he took a sip of the scented tea that Lin Yun handed over.

Life is quite comfortable.

Lin Yun: "I didn't hear from my dad before, and I didn't know that we knew each other when we were young."

"It was too young at that time." Yan Ming smiled, smelling the fragrance of scented tea, "I have no impression at all."

Lin Jun looked at him: "Actually, I had an impression of you at that time. When I went to your house, I was very impressed."

Yan Ming couldn't help but feel a little flustered, thinking that when he was in kindergarten, he was so handsome and suave that girls favored him, and he left a deep impression on them, becoming a meaningful white moonlight in the girls' hearts.

Lin Jun continued: "At that time, you were dressed up as a girl by your sister, so cute."

Yan Ming's heart seemed to be stabbed by a knife: "..."

The other two girls became interested: "Really?"

Lin Jun nodded: "Yes, he was wearing a pink skirt at that time. I was envious at that time. I asked my mother to buy the same one for me. Only later did I know that Yan Ming was a boy."

To Yan Ming, these words were like rubbing salt in the wound and publicly punishing him.

Yan Ming tried his best to recall that when he was a child, Yan Wei seemed to have let him wear a skirt as a joke... Afterwards, Yan Wei was scolded by her parents and never happened again.Who would have thought of this kind of black history, Lin Yun happened to see it and remember it.

Yan Ming laughed awkwardly: "Hehe."

He can only be thankful that there are only four people present now.

"At that time, my sister was really willful." Yan Ming continued to laugh awkwardly.

Lin Jun blinked and smiled sweetly: "Is it true that she actually wants a younger sister?"

Yan Ming: "Maybe."

Lin Yun was very emotional: "The girls at that time have grown into handsome men now."

Yan Ming sighed helplessly to Lin Yun, "... I was a boy back then."

Lin Yun was amused by him: "My dad also told me to invite you to visit City B this winter vacation. Your whole family can come, City B is very beautiful."

Yan Ming nodded, but his words were perfunctory: "Okay, I will definitely go if I have the opportunity."

In the mahjong parlor on the second floor, Lu Ziju was playing mahjong with his deputy.Sometimes when his grandma wants to play mahjong and lose one of three, he will be pulled temporarily as a substitute until an old man or an old lady joins him.

The high-cold J-spirit, playing mahjong with no expression on his face, also looks like a generation of gamblers, he is quite handsome.

And he was very lucky tonight, so within a few minutes, he hit three golds twice and went straight to the wall.

The deputy department grabbed Lu Ziju's hand and looked at it: "You are a master, you are so lucky."

Even if Lu Ziju won many rounds, it didn't matter, he always had a calm expression.

"Ouhuang." The chairman pointed to Lu Ziju, "We are all non-chiefs."

Lu Ziju laughed.

The chairman was very gossip, and asked while touching the mahjong to guess the color: "Ziju, didn't they say that a girl confessed to you before, how is it now?"

Lu Ziju was at a loss: "No."

The chairman glanced at the deputy department: "No way, didn't they all post it on our school's Weibo advertisement wall? You don't know who it is from the art department?"

Lu Ziju: "I don't play Weibo."

Chairman: "..."

While speaking, Lu Ziju pushed the mahjong: "Nonsense."

The deputy rolled his eyes: "Let's go, change people, He Bo, you come to fight, I can't stand this Ouhuang anymore."

Lu Ziju was kicked off the mahjong table in disgust.

In the living room on the first floor, men and women are watching a horror movie on the sofa, only two wall lamps are left for the lights, and the faint background music is playing, which is eerie.

"Ah!" In the movie, the elevator door opened, but nothing appeared yet, and several girls hugged and screamed.

Lu Ziju turned his eyes away, he didn't want to go to the living room anymore, he turned around, only to realize that he didn't see Yan Ming.

Is it on the third floor?

He went up to find a few rooms, but there was no Yan Ming.

Just as he was about to go downstairs, he heard Yan Ming's voice from the rooftop.

Yan Ming said, "It's not that I'm too high-sighted."

A girl's voice sounded: "You have high vision, Yan Ming."

Yan Ming smiled and said, "I have someone I like."

Yan Ming has someone he likes.

Lu Ziju suddenly thumped and froze for two seconds.

The girl continued to ask: "Really? Are you chasing her?"

Yan Ming: "Yes."

Ok? !

Lu Ziju felt a little dazed. It turned out that Yan Ming, who was often tired of being with him, already had someone he liked, so they had such a good time, why didn't they tell him?

Lu Ziju couldn't speak, but felt a sense of being concealed, so he paused and walked downstairs.

Would you rather talk to a girl you don't know well than him?

But even if Yan Ming told himself about the person he likes, he wouldn't react more, he is a very boring person.

Lu Ziju walked to the living room unhappily, found an empty sofa beside him and sat down.

The horror movie just now was still playing on TV, Lu Ziju didn't watch it, but played with his mobile phone by himself, listening with his ears, he felt a very uncomfortable chill.

But he just wanted to sit and watch his phone for a while, and had no other place to go, so he sat down in the living room.

"Ah..." A boy sitting closest to him groaned softly.

Lu Ziju looked up at the TV, just in time to see the horror movie, the curtains were not drawn properly, the wind blew in and opened the curtains, a red female ghost stood outside and stared at them with a sneer.

This smile made the pores of Lu Ziju's whole body stand up. It appeared so suddenly that he was shocked all over.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Lu Ziju: "Fuck me."

He is not an atheist, he would rather believe in this kind of thing than believe in it, he was really frightened, the more he tried to force himself to forget, the more he felt that the female ghost appeared in his mind, and the whole person was not good.

Watching horror movies again, he is a dog.

Lu Ziju took his mobile phone, turned around and walked upstairs, just in time to bump into Yan Ming who was going downstairs.

Seeing his pale face, Yan Ming was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Lu Ziju couldn't say that he was frightened by a ghost while watching a horror movie, so he said, "Go to the bathroom."

Yan Ming: "Oh."

A group of people played until 12:30, and after half a day or a day of class, they were all sleepy, and they discussed that it was time to go to bed.

The chairman and several ministers counted the number of people there, calculated the bed, and frowned.

"It's not enough sleep." The Minister of Culture and Entertainment said.

"Girls can squeeze."

The chairman looked at the number of people again: "When I counted before, it was just right, but now it seems that there are not enough beds."

Ma Feipeng suggested: "Girls sleep on the bed, and if we don't have enough boys, we can sleep on the floor."

Chairman: "How embarrassing."

"You can sleep in the living room." Guo Hongcong patted the sofa, "This sofa can also sleep."

Chairman: "Then I will wrong you."

The girls sleep more tightly and sleep on the bed. Some boys have no beds and can only sleep on the floor. Fortunately, there are enough quilts and mattresses here, and they can sleep with straw mats.

"Yan Ming." Guo Hongcong called him, "Are you sleeping in the living room with Ziju?"

Yan Ming paused for a second, then nodded: "Okay."

The two sides of the sofa in the living room are long, and it can sleep one person, but it is still a bit reluctant for boys of Yan Ming and Lu Ziju's size, but it is better than sleeping on the floor.

Guo Hongcong threw down the quilt for them. There was a bathroom on the first floor, and Lu Ziju went to take a shower first.

Yan Ming was paralyzed on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, suddenly, a little excited.

Although the living room is an open space, when other people enter the room and close the door, the living room is equal to a private space!

Lonely men and widowed men live together in the same room, and everything will be ignited.

Yan Ming told himself that he wanted to be a civilized person.

The bathroom door opened with a click, and Lu Ziju came out of the shower, wearing a black pajamas, his face was slightly rosy from the heat, his bangs were also wet, and he glanced at Yan Ming expressionlessly: "Go and wash .”

Yan Ming let out a "huh" and ran into the bathroom as if fleeing for his life.

Lu Ziju looked at him like he was insane.

Five seconds after Yan Ming went in, he came out again and took in the pajamas he forgot.

Lu Ziju looked at Yan Ming's underwear on the sofa, wondering why he remembered to take the pajamas but not the underwear.

Sure enough, the bathroom door opened again, and Lu Ziju threw the underwear to Yan Ming.

Yan Ming finally went in to take a bath. While washing, his mind was full of coquettish manipulations and imaginations. As he bathed, he got hotter and hotter. He felt that he was a showman.

He couldn't help but think of that emoji - "The stage hasn't been set up yet, I didn't expect you to be addicted to drama."

Hey, but even though I slept in the same place with God J, the bed is not the same bed, not as close as they gank together in the Canyon of Kings.

When Yan Ming came out of the shower, Lu Ziju was already lying on the sofa by the window, covered tightly with the quilt, leaving one hand outside to hold the phone.

Now everyone went back to their room, and once the door was closed, it was very quiet.

Yan Ming: "Have I turned off the light?"

"Ah."

After Yan Ming turned off the light, he got under the quilt.

Each of the two took a mobile phone, and the pale light shone on the two faces, each playing with their own mobile phones.

Yan Ming had nothing to say: "Are you still used to the party?"

"is acceptable."

Yan Ming: "It's actually quite fun, isn't it?"

"Ah."

Yan Ming: "..."

Yan Ming: "Are you sleepy?"

Lu Ziju ended the topic: "Go to sleep."

Yan Ming: "Good night."

Lu Ziju ignored him.

Yan Ming closed his eyes for a while, unable to fall asleep at all, his mind was chaotic like a movie.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard Lu Ziju calling him softly, and immediately woke up.

Lu Ziju was already standing beside his sofa: "Can I change the sofa with you?"

Yan Ming looked confused: "What's wrong?"

"I just watched that horror movie." Lu Ziju sighed, "There is a female ghost standing outside the window, with red clothes and black hair, still laughing, I'm a little...fake."

Yan Ming is also as timid as a mouse and especially afraid of the dark: "No, bro, don't scare me."

Lu Ziju: "My mind is full of that female ghost, and I feel that by the window I will... make up my mind."

Yan Ming: "Before you told me, I thought there was nothing wrong with sleeping over there. I'd be fooled if you fucking said that!"

Lu Ziju stood there dryly for a while, and said with difficulty: "Do you mind if I squeeze in with you for a night?"

Yan Ming: "..."

Yan Ming: "I don't mind, not at all."

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