What is the next Zongzheng doing?

When Su Zhiyuan finally finished his homework diligently, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and his home was not too close to Zongzheng's house, so it was a bit late to go home at this time, so Zongzheng simply left him here Stay overnight.

Su Zhiyuan originally wanted to refuse, but after talking to Zongzheng for some reason, he got involved, and agreed inexplicably.

In fact, it's okay to stay at a classmate's house for one night, but now he is having doubts about his own sexuality.

At night when I lived alone at home, I had that kind of dream about Zongzheng. If two people lived together, he couldn't help but be so beastly at night that he made people stuffed with sauce. What should I do, Su Zhiyuan Desperately spread himself into a pie in the bathtub.

"Have you finished washing?" Zongzheng's voice came from outside, Su Zhiyuan came back to his senses, and found that he seemed to have stayed in the bathroom for a while.

Before he could respond, he watched Zongzheng open the bathroom door and walk in. He almost forgot that the bathroom in their house has a sliding door and cannot be locked.

Su Zhiyuan subconsciously covered his chest, and after he finished covering, he realized that he was an old man, not a little girl, why did he cover his chest, and quickly put his hands down.

This appearance is really a bit silly, Su Zhiyuan heard Zongzheng laugh, and glared at him angrily, "What are you doing here?"

"You've been in there for so long, I'm afraid you'll faint in the bathroom." Zongzheng said leisurely, without the slightest bit of guilt.

As he spoke, he brought the clothes on the side to him, "Get up, don't soak for too long, it's not good for your health."

Seeing that he didn't move at all, Zongzheng seemed to realize that he put his clothes beside him where he could reach them, "You change your clothes, I'm going out first."

When he walked to the door, he suddenly turned his head around, startling Su Zhiyuan, "By the way, the underwear is new, but it might be a little too big for you."

Su Zhiyuan's face turned from white to red and then blue. What does this tone mean? Is he a standard size?

Su Zhiyuan angrily wiped off the water on his body, and put on his underwear unbelievingly, well, it seems that it is really a bit big.

Su Zhiyuan blushed and muttered, pretending nothing happened and put on his pajamas. He didn't bring anything except a few books, and the pajamas he was wearing naturally belonged to Zongzheng.

Although he really didn't want to admit it, Zongzheng was indeed a bit taller than him. He could only roll up his trousers twice to ensure that he didn't step on the trousers, so angry.

Su Zhiyuan came out with a wet body, and Zongzheng went in to wash, wiped his hair twice, then sat on the bed and played with his mobile phone.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a small pink corner in a pile of books on Zongzheng's desk, which should be the love letter he stuffed into his bag casually today.

Su Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and pulled it out. The name of Zongzheng was written on the cover, in beautiful handwriting, and a small heart was drawn beside it.

Inexplicably, Su Zhiyuan felt a little sour in his heart, and wanted to open it to see what was written inside, but it was not ethical to open other people's letters privately, so Su Zhiyuan still reluctantly stuffed it after fighting for a long time went back.

As soon as the crime scene was restored to its original principles, Zongzheng's voice came from behind, "What are you doing?"

Su Zhiyuan was taken aback, thinking that he hadn't peeked at it, he calmed down again, and said sourly, "Why didn't anyone hand me a love letter?"

Zongzheng ignored him, and took out the hair dryer, "Come here, blow dry your hair."

"My short hair will be done by myself in a while." Su Zhiyuan said in his mouth, but he still obediently walked over and sat down.

It wasn't until he sat down that he realized why Zongzheng wanted to blow it up for him. It seemed strange, but he was always very lazy, so it would be best if he didn't have to do it himself.

"Do you like that girl today?" Su Zhiyuan was still thinking about the love letter in his heart, and couldn't help but twist his neck and asked.

Zongzheng turned his head back and said flatly, "I don't like it."

Su Zhiyuan was secretly happy, and asked with a gossip look, "Why? That girl looks pretty good."

Zongzheng glanced at him and said in a cool tone, "Because I don't like girls."

Su Zhiyuan almost choked on his own saliva, jumped up from the bed, stared at him with wide eyes, "You you you you you, you are gay."

"Why, discriminate against me?" Zongzheng looked calm, as if what he just said was something like eating and drinking.

"No, no." Su Zhiyuan also felt that he had overreacted just now, so he smiled dryly and leaned forward, "I'm just a little surprised."

He was still a little secretly happy, Su Zhiyuan felt that he was about to die, and he was actually quite happy when he heard that Zongzheng was gay, this time seemed to be really bent.

"It's past eleven o'clock, go to sleep." Zongzheng took out a pillow from the cabinet and threw it to him, "You sleep in it."

Su Zhiyuan answered absent-mindedly, and he felt a little nervous after lying down. Zongzheng had just come out with him, and he seemed to like Zongzheng a little bit, and the two of them are lying on the same bed like this, still covering each other. with the same quilt.

Su Zhiyuan's mind was full of messy images, and he tossed and turned with his eyes open, unable to fall asleep.

He didn't dare to get too close to Zongzheng, so he sneaked inside, almost sticking his whole body to the wall.

Zongzheng opened his eyes coldly and glanced at him, "Don't worry, even if I'm gay, I won't strike anyone casually."

I'm not afraid that you will attack me, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to help you, Su Zhiyuan thought to himself.

I feel a little disappointed again, yes, even if he likes boys, he may not like himself.

Su Zhiyuan pulled the quilt aggrievedly and shrank back to the corner of the wall, like a small doormat.

After a while, he felt that Zongzheng also followed him, holding him in his arms like a big pillow, with his fiery chest pressed against his back, Su Zhiyuan could almost hear his own heartbeat, thud thump , especially noisy.

"Go to sleep." Zongzheng whispered behind him.

Su Zhiyuan endured it, but still couldn't help grinning.