Lao Gong is a crybaby

Lin Xiangxiang: "It's over? He's too lucky!"

Sang Ran leaned into Tan Minze's ear triumphantly, "How can there be such a kind person like me in this world?"

Tan Minze smiled slightly, "What do kind people want to eat? I'll treat you at noon."

Sure enough, he still likes his smile more than crying. His smile is never ostentatious, restrained and gentle, like catkins, which can float into your heart silently, turn into a seed, and then take root and sprout.

want to eat you.

"Can I empty the cafeteria?"

Tan Minze was startled, then shook his head with a smile, "No, I don't have that much money."

When the morning activities were over, everyone was tired and hungry, but it was unprecedented fun. However, in the morning, many people had quickly become one with each other, and everyone was no longer sticking to making friends in the small circle of the class.

Standing in line in the cafeteria, the drops of sweat dripping from the back of Tan Minze's neck slowly slid into his back with Sang Ran's eyes hooked and disappeared, and his Adam's apple rolled.

Net knows to seduce me.

Boys at this age always have fantasies about things that are too embarrassing to talk about, especially when there is someone they like standing in front of them.

However, he only dared to think about it... and he couldn't say that. If he really thought about it carefully, he really couldn't think of a trick.

In the morning, Lin Xiangxiang and his group scored the most points. Someone suggested that everyone go to the cafeteria for dinner, so the three of them abandoned Sang Ran and Tan Minze without hesitation.

Tan Minze took a few mouthfuls of food, then suddenly raised his head, "My mother and Uncle Tan agreed to your coming to my house on weekends."

Sang Ran smiled and said, "I'll tell my mother after dinner." He just immersed himself in picking up the food, when he suddenly remembered something, paused his hands, and put the food into his mouth slowly.

He didn't look up at Tan Minze, but just pretended to ask casually: "Is there no room in your house?"

Tan Minze was stunned for a moment, and swallowed the rice balls carefully, "If you don't mind...you can live with me." He reached out to pick up the carrots, but he didn't know if the carrots were too slippery, or his hand holding the chopsticks was not steady. Get up a little, then fall down quickly.

Sang Ran lifted her eyelids upwards, her gaze lingered on his seemingly calm face for a moment, and the corners of her lips were raised contentedly.

Back in the dormitory, Sang Ran closed the door, found a clean T-shirt in the closet and gave it to him, "I'm covered in sweat, I won't be able to sleep well for a while, you put on my clothes first."

He knew that Tan Minze didn't want people to see those marks on his body, so he added: "I'll go to the balcony and call my mother, please change quickly, the monitor and the others will be back soon."

"Thank you." Taking the dry clothes from his hands, the softness in my heart seemed to be touched.

When Sang Ran shows concern for others, he is always loud and loud, in case you don’t know how he treats you well, just like this, he simply handed him a piece of clothing, seemingly carelessly asked a few words, without complacent self-indulgence , is really rare.

On the balcony, Sang Ran dialed the phone number at home.

"Hey, why did you call back all of a sudden?"

"Sister Sang, I will stay at school on Saturday to make a presentation with my classmates, so I won't be coming back."

Since Sang Ran never had any trouble with her family since she was a child, Sang Yue didn't think too much about it, "Okay, then the living expenses are not enough, right? I'll ask Haoyang to send it to you in the afternoon."

"Hmm..." Sang Ran suddenly felt uncomfortable as if there was something choked in her throat.

"Then I'll hang up, the shop is busy."

"Wait!" Sang Ran stopped her.

Sang Yue tilted her head and clamped her phone with her shoulder, her hands were busy packing takeout, "What else can I do?"

There was silence on the phone for a few seconds, "The shop is closed on weekends to take a rest, how can one bear it from being busy from morning to night every day?"

Sang Yue smiled, "What? Do you feel sorry for Mom?"

Sang Ran's tone was a bit aggrieved: "Isn't it?"

She felt warm in her heart, "Since you feel distressed, study hard. Mom won't open a shop when you're successful, and stay at home to take care of your children, okay?"

Sang Ran subconsciously glanced at the room, feeling a tight pain in her chest, "My child hasn't grown up, yet you start thinking about raising other children, why are you so greedy?"

Sang Yue laughed so hard that she almost shook her phone, "I said in the future, not now, besides, how can there be a father who competes with his children? Are you childish?"

Although he said so on the lips, he was very happy in his heart. Which parent would not like their children clinging to them?

"Can you be a child if you are not childish? Well, I won't bother you anymore, hang up."

"Okay, don't run around at school on weekends, pay attention to safety, hang up."

The phone was cut off as soon as the voice was dropped, it seemed that the store was really busy.

Sang Ran held the phone and sighed softly. If Sang Yue knew that her son was gay, would she be able to bear it?

Tan Minze took the changed clothes and came to the balcony to look for Sang Ran, "Can I borrow your basin and laundry detergent?"

"Of course." He grabbed the railing with his backhand, leaned forward, and squinted his eyes, "Can you help me wash it too?"

Tan Minze nodded, and after a while Sang Ran went into the room, changed his clothes, and came out, bringing him the basin and laundry detergent.

But I leaned on the side and quietly watched him lower his head and scrub the clothes of the two of them.

Tan Minze looked uncomfortable, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

At this time, all the roommates opened the door and walked in. Lin Xiangxiang heard the sound of water on the balcony, so he came over curiously. He pushed Sang Ran, "Sang Ran, what's the matter with you? How can you do things like washing and cooking?" Let Tan Minze do it? Have you studied female virtues?"

Sang Ran scolded with a smile: "Go back to sleep, eating so much at noon can't keep your mouth shut?"

"Okay, I'm not here to bother you two." When he left, he kindly closed the balcony door for them.

Seeing Tan Minze's ears turning red, he said, "He just likes to joke."

Tan Minze poured all the dirty water into the pool, turned on the faucet again, and in the sound of "squeaking" water, replied: "I know."

"Then do you know what joke he was making?" Sang Ran didn't know why he asked this question, and he regretted it as soon as he finished speaking.

Tan Minze didn't expect him to ask such a question, as if he was hinting at something, he didn't dare to think about it, but just pursed his lips and didn't answer.

Sang Ran felt awkward being stuck here, scratched the tip of her nose, "I'll go in and get the hanger."

"it is good."

"Hahahahahaha..."

As soon as Sang Ran opened the door, she heard Lin Xiangxiang's exaggerated laughter and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Lin Xiangxiang hurriedly turned the phone over and put it on his lap, "It's nothing." It was clear that there was no silver 300 taels here.

Lin Xiangxiang didn't say anything, he couldn't ask others if it was okay, he walked over and sat on the poplar bed unceremoniously, and bumped into him with his shoulder, "Squad leader, what is Lin Xiangxiang hiding?"

Yang Mu raised his eyes, stared at him for a few seconds, and finally laughed out loud, Sang Ran was even more confused, "What's the matter with you? What's wrong with me?"

Tan Minze waited for a long time and didn't see anyone coming out, so he was about to go into the room to get the hanger by himself, but when Lin Xiangxiang saw him, he stood up abruptly and put his arms around his shoulders, showing him the phone screen mysteriously.

"Aren't you an idiot? Hahahaha..."

Tan Minze smiled, revealing half a row of white teeth.

Sang Ran frowned impatiently, "What are you looking at?"

Chen Chen handed down his mobile phone from the upper bunk, "Look for yourself, hahaha..."

The mobile phone page is a class group, and the chat interface is completely swiped by a dynamic emoticon.

That was a short video of Sang Ran writing with his buttocks. The key point was that following his movements, the word "pig" in red appeared stroke by stroke on the video.

Sang Ran wanted to cry, but why did these bastards move so fast?Could it be that he sneaked away to an Internet cafe at noon to make emoticons?Do you want to think highly of him?

Lin Xiangxiang added: "There are also posts on the post bar, hahaha... Sang Ran, let you show off! Isn't this fun?"

He didn't mind, but he was a little short of breath and funny, and he sighed deliberately, "Oh... I'm so ashamed, I'm sure I won't be able to find a girlfriend in the future."

"It's okay, it's okay." Lin Xiangxiang pushed Tan Minze's shoulder forward, "Tan Minze will definitely not dislike you."

Following his movements, Tan Minze took two small steps forward helplessly, and Sang Ran just looked at him eagerly, not knowing what to expect.

Tan Minze hesitated to speak, and after a long time, he said quietly: "Hanger..."

"Haha..." Chen Chen laughed so hard that the bed shook on the upper bunk, "Tan Minze, why are you so funny?"

Sang Ran smiled and shook her head, got up to get him a hanger, "Don't bother with them."

In the women's dormitory, Tan Shuya locked herself in the bed curtain, looked at the moving picture that had already flooded Cuihua, covered her mouth and snickered.

After a while, she took a deep breath and fell on the soft pillow, with crystal tears seeping into her lips.

Obviously, I didn't have much entanglement with Sang Ran, not even friends, but why did I fall in love so uncontrollably?

Why is it that he cares so much about his freaky brother, yet he finds it troublesome to even have a word with him?

In fact, she really bought those two movie tickets to watch with Sang Ran, but Sang Ran refused so bluntly, and the tenderness she showed when talking about Tan Minze hurt her deeply.

Tan Minze, why?

She still clearly remembers the heinous scene she saw when she opened the door when she was the last one to return to the classroom after cleaning the stairs in the first year of junior high school.

There are a few boys around my seat, holding half-lit cigarettes in their hands, and they have obviously been in the classroom for a long time.

A fat boy was standing by her desk with tears streaming down his face, holding in his hand the birthday present her father had given her the day before—her new schoolbag.

A few boys around him urged him impatiently, and kicked him twice if he didn't like it. At that time, she was too scared to move by what she saw, and could only watch it happen.

The boy was wearing a crooked top, but his trousers were down to his calves. Yellow urine poured all over her schoolbag.