falling grass in pairs

Yan Ze locked the room, tossed and turned for a while, wishing he could stick his bare feet against the wall and listen to the movement next door.

At the beginning, there was still a vague conversation, but then there was no movement at all.No matter how anxious he was, he would scratch his liver and scratch his heart.

After thinking about it, he lay on the bed and sent a text message to Zheng Yichi: "How's the talk going?"

The text message came back after more than ten seconds: "You... When will you 'sleep' wake up?"

Yan Ze could almost think of Zheng Yichi's timid face.

"I can wake up when you're done talking."

"Oh, then come out quickly..."

Yan Ze was stunned for two seconds, then flipped the quilt and kicked the door open, looking like he just woke up in a daze: "Brother! Brother?"

The door next door opened, and Yan Xianglin leaned out half of his body: "Why did you wake up? Your classmate came to ask you to borrow notes, and you fell asleep by yourself!"

Yan Ze saw that a timid figure came out from behind his brother, his face was a little red, and he nodded respectfully to Yan Ze: "Thank you then."

"You didn't know to call me when my classmate came!" Yan Ze pretended to be unhappy, pulled Zheng Yichi, turned around and changed his face again, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"I see you're asleep, and you're still asleep..." Zheng Yichi followed the script strictly with his lines, "Well, it's getting late, I took my notebook and went back first, see you tomorrow?"

Yan Xianglin said: "It's so late, otherwise we can stay for dinner, anyway, we will be cooking soon, and you and Ozawa can chat more."

As soon as the plot outside the script came, Zheng Yichi panicked immediately, and waved his paws in the air: "No, no, thank you, I have to review it quickly when I get home!"

"That's fine." Yan Xianglin smiled kindly, "Come and play when you have time."

Yan Ze glanced back and forth between the two of them. He didn't seem to see anything unusual about his brother. Then he said you wait, turned around and ran back to the bedroom, randomly took out two notebooks and handed them to Zheng Yichi: "The day after tomorrow Remember to return it to me, I want to use it too. Let’s go, I’ll give it to you.”

Yan Xianglin didn't say anything more, so Yan Ze put on his coat and took Zheng Yichi with one hand to leave.

Yan Xianglin poked his head out again: "Hey, what's the matter? Can I drive you off? It's so cold outside."

For the first time, Yan Ze was too impatient to listen to his brother's nonsense, so he pushed Yan Xianglin back to the room: "The subway is just outside the door, so it's very convenient for him to go home, so don't get meddled?"

After finishing speaking, he dragged Zheng Yichi down the stairs without noticing anything wrong.

As soon as he entered the elevator, Yan Ze couldn't wait: "How is it?"

Zheng Yichi glanced up at him, glanced again, and nodded slightly.

Yan Ze exploded at the time: "I rely on you to talk, what does it mean to nod? My brother is really crooked?"

This time Zheng Yichi hesitated for a moment, and nodded a bit embarrassed: "Maybe you guessed right."

Yan Ze's eyes widened: "He told you himself? You're so efficient with your routines, you can be an undercover agent!"

"No!" Zheng Yichi covered Yan Ze's mouth in embarrassment, even though there were only the two of them in the elevator, "He didn't tell me clearly... I pretended to be defenseless and revealed my sexual distress, and he listened. I Seeing that he was not surprised at all, even when I talked about some of my troubles, he knew how to call people. And..."

Yan Ze on the side was already in a hurry: "And what?"

"And I feel that when he talks... I can't say it. It's just intuition, intuition that he and I are indeed the same kind of people."

The elevator opened with a ding, Yan Ze was stunned for a long time, until the elevator door was about to close, he stretched out his hand to block it and let Zheng Yichi go out first, he was still confused: "This..."

Hesitating and speechless, I can't digest it for a while.

This Zheng Yichi couldn't understand: "I thought you asked me to test it out, and you already had a clue in your heart, and you guessed pretty well...why haven't you prepared your mind well yet?"

"No, it's one thing to guess, but another thing to prove it yourself." Yan Ze frowned and thought for a while, and somehow he thought of Jiang Cheng's lazy smile with ulterior motives, and suddenly felt a chill down his spine, "What's more, this verification is very bad, which means that bastard..."

Zheng Yichi heard him talking to himself in a cloud of fog, and couldn't help but let out a bewildered ah, and the ending sound picked up.

"It's nothing, thank you for your hard work." Yan Ze waved his hands, his expression still not looking good, "I'll treat you to dinner another day."

As soon as the child heard this, his face turned to the sun, and his confusion disappeared: "Thai curry rice!"

At eight o'clock in the evening, Yan Ze tossed and turned on his bed.

It's a great weekend, but it's a pity that he has already spent the whole day in bed.

He picked up his phone and flipped through it. After thinking about it, he clicked on Yan Xianglin's profile picture and sent his brother a WeChat message.

"Are you back?"

"No, there's still a while. Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat, go out as you say."

"Something is happening temporarily."

"That...brother, that friend of yours who came to our house last time is called Jiangcheng, what does he do?"

It took a while to get back to WeChat this time, with a somewhat wary tone: "Why are you asking this?"

"I just think he's a nice guy."

Three minutes passed, five minutes passed, and Yan Xianglin's WeChat did not reply.

It took a long time before Yan Ze received a message.

"Stay away from him!"

Yan Ze stared at the phone blankly, but didn't react for a few seconds.

When he reacted, he sat up from the bed with a bang, and read his brother's text message again in disbelief.

Yan Ze gritted his back molars, wishing he could crush them.

Since childhood, my elder brother has always been gentle and doting to him, even if he snatched his beloved toys, or did something unforgivable, he just scolded him softly and reasoned with him at length with a straight face , scruples hurt his self-esteem.

"Stay away from him" was so blunt and in a bad tone, he had never seen his brother warn him like that.

Yan Ze felt that he was trembling with anger, and thought of what Zheng Yichi said to him in the afternoon, so he completely understood it.This time, if he was asked to believe that there was nothing between Jiang Cheng and Yan Xianglin, he wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death!

"Jiangcheng...Jiangcheng!" Sitting on the bed, Yan Ze yelled as if venting his anger, and then scolded his mother.

In the dining room, at ninety o'clock, a tired man walked out of the noisy hall.

A black car was parked quietly on the side of the road.

Yan Xianglin walked out of the hotel gate, went straight to the car, opened the door and sat in.As soon as the chilly wind hit the car's heater, he sighed comfortably and rubbed his hands.

The man next to him smoked with the window half open, with a cigarette butt in his hand, smiled when he saw someone getting into the car, and extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray on the car belt.

Just as he was about to speak, Yan Xianglin waved his hand at him: "Jiangcheng, shut up, you're in a bad mood right now."

Jiang Cheng opened the windows a little wider to let out the smell of smoke: "The project talks collapsed? Such a big smell... have you been drinking?"

"Don't mention it, I came from home temporarily and said that the person who came to contact me was sick, so I became a scapegoat. You don't know the other party, you are a man from the Northeast, and the amount of alcohol... huh!" Yan Xianglin fell down drunk, with a face Hugh said.As if thinking of something, he bounced again, "I'm warning you, don't get close to my brother."

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "What's wrong with me, was I shot while lying down?"

"He just sent me a WeChat message to ask you." Yan Xianglin was so drunk that he was too lazy to talk.

"Oh, what are you talking about?" Jiang Cheng immediately became interested.

"Say you don't look like a good person at first glance, so you don't come to my house anymore." Yan Xianglin simply changed to his own lines.

Jiang Cheng laughed loudly and started the car.

The hotel is not far from Yan's house, only ten minutes on the road.

In the past ten minutes or so, Yan Xianglin had the windows open, the cold wind outside was blowing against the front door, the heater in the car was warm, and the smell of alcohol dissipated a lot when he got home: "I saw a child today."

Jiang Cheng glanced at him, expressing that he was all ears.

"I think it's quite...a good fit. He's my younger brother's classmate. He's also a junior this year. He's already found an internship place for the next semester. He's quite honest, but he doesn't like to talk, and he looks a little nervous. "

"Well, your taste is just like this, how can I not know? Abnormal, pedophile?" Jiang Cheng teased, "You can't get anything out of yourself if you have a criminal face like this and still accuse me all the time."

"That's different." Yan Xianglin saw that the front was approaching, and directed Jiang Cheng to turn left, "He is curved."

Jiang Cheng was silent for a while: "You two have only known each other for the first day, so you already know?"

Yan Xianglin obviously didn't want to talk about this matter, or he was weak, his whole body was as soft as noodles, his head was not awake, so he waved his hands: "Let's talk about it later, I'm going to sleep..."

Jiang Cheng shook his head and smiled.

He didn't know that upstairs, Yan Ze stood expressionlessly in front of the window, taking in everything.

Jiangcheng, Jiangcheng again.

Yan Ze gripped the curtains in front of the window, closed them in one breath, and returned to the room with his slippers on.

Downstairs, just as Jiang Cheng was about to start the car, his phone suddenly received a text message from an unfamiliar number.

"Jiangcheng?"

Jiang Cheng put down the steering wheel, picked up his phone and replied, "Who are you?"

"Yan Xianglin's younger brother." The other party's text message was replied almost instantly, and straight to the point, "Whenever you have time, let's meet."

Jiang Cheng looked at the faintly lit screen, his smile widened, and he picked up his phone to call back.

The other side quickly got through: "Jiangcheng."

"I gave you the number for almost a week, did you remember to contact me at this time?"

"You..." The other party seemed to be a sign of losing his temper, and he was endured, "Whenever you have time, I will treat you to dinner."

Jiang Cheng laughed again: "Don't, I'm older than you, so I'll invite you if you want. You usually go to school, weekends."

"It's the weekend now." Yan Ze was a little dissatisfied with the time, "It's too long."

"So anxious to see me?" Jiang Cheng smiled while holding his phone.

Those two low laughs, combined with his tone, made Lin Ze on the opposite side feel awkward: "I don't have class in the afternoon on Wednesday, what do you do?"

"After five o'clock." Jiang Cheng said.

"Then at five o'clock, see you at the gate of our school, okay?"

"Of course." Jiang Cheng smiled.