Although I am weak, my friends are super strong

He slept late the night before, and when Yu Lansong woke up the next day, it was already three o'clock in the sun. He saw the text messages he received on his phone and the note on the table, and felt ashamed for his laziness for the first time.

Meng Chenzhou probably didn't expect that Yu Lansong, as a male high school student who didn't need sleep, would be so lazy that he would sleep until almost noon, and even left him a message and breakfast.

Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, Yu Lansong still ate the cold breakfast. After breakfast, he lay down on the sofa and started surfing the Internet.

Because the weather is relatively hot, his pajamas are summer clothes, a loose sweater and knee-length shorts. His white and thin calves are exposed, and they overlap randomly, and the soft calves are deformed. .

A small finger sticks out from the cuff of the sweater, and slides up and down the phone.

The mobile phone is in the copy, and its functions are no different from those in real life. Yu Lansong first checked the hot searches on Weibo, and found that Yu Lansong didn't know what happened and the stars.

The structured world of the Clear Plan is bigger than they imagined. It is not limited to a small copy, but has its own set of laws of operation and self-consistent logic.

Although they don't know each other, it doesn't affect Yu Lansong's eating melons. The Internet addicted teenager forgets about business when he picks up his mobile phone.

It wasn't until twelve o'clock that he remembered that he had to complete the task.

He searched the name of the victimized female anchor on Weibo, and found that friends who like reasoning have sorted out a lot of information, and some have even deduced who the murderer is based on guesswork.

Because of the police report, there are almost no comments about the female anchor self-directing and acting. Some people say that the neighbor of the female anchor broke into her room from the balcony next door, and some people say that Voldemort came to steal the beauty.

Yu Lansong, "..." That's outrageous!

Sure enough, there are unreliable netizens in any time and space!

He checked his account, and suddenly found out that many people sent him private messages. His current status is worthy of being an Internet celebrity, and all private messages are 99 plus.

In addition to the obscene remarks harassed by some Puxin men, some sisters left messages for him, asking him to see the Jinjiang hot search list, but these were all sent to him in the middle of the night last night.

The hot search list is a daily updated list of the Jinjiang live broadcast platform, which promotes the most popular live broadcast anchors every day by participating in topic discussions.

Yu Lansong also checked and found out that last night, she went to bed after chatting with Meng Chenzhou for a while. She slept very soundly at night, so she really didn't have time to watch it.

He swiped his fingertips and saw the top one, [The female anchor's live broadcast room has been blocked three times, and she is suspected of having a feud with Chaoguan. 】

Yu Lansong was speechless, he didn't even know who the Super Supervisor who sealed him three times was, he could really make it up.

He couldn't find any useful information on the Internet. He happened to be a little hungry, so he searched in the refrigerator. There were some dishes to be cooked, but he couldn't find any cooked food that could be eaten directly.

Yu Lansong was lazy and didn't want to cook by herself. She stayed up until four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and then she couldn't help getting up and wanted to go to the supermarket to buy something to eat.

Afraid of being recognized by others, he changed into a loose sweater and went out wearing a baseball cap and mask.

Although it's not easy to be recognized like this, but wearing it like this on a hot day is really frustrating. When he went out, he looked up at the bright sun and regretted it a bit.

He hadn't walked for a while, but his face was covered with sweat.

Fortunately, there is a supermarket under the neighborhood. Yu Lansong quickened his pace and walked into the supermarket. The air conditioner was very cool, but the cashier looked at him a little strangely.

Yu Lansong pushed the cart, and quickly shuttled between the shelves to get some yogurt snacks and instant noodles. He thought that Meng Chenzhou would come back for dinner at night, so he wanted to buy some instant food that could be made.

The place where the self-heating hot pot is placed is relatively high, and he stepped on his feet twice but couldn't reach it. Suddenly, a tall man stood behind him.

With one hand propped on the shelf, the other was on Yu Lansong's head, and he quickly took two boxes of self-heating hot pot for him and handed it to him.

Yu Lansong whispered thank you.

It was probably because men of this height were extremely rare. He looked up curiously and found that men were also wearing black hats and face masks. The hats covered their eyes and they could not see their faces clearly.

"You're welcome," the man's voice seemed to have been deliberately modified, a little hoarse, but it sounded good. After helping Yu Lansong, he turned around and left. After a while, his figure disappeared between the shelves.

Yu Lansong, "...that's weird."

When checking out, he passed by the furniture selling area, where a row of floor-to-ceiling mirrors was neatly placed. Yu Lansong suddenly thought out of time that this was probably the way to make Meng Chenzhou extremely comfortable.

Thinking that the way to torture Meng Chenzhou was very simple, Yu Lansong couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. Just as he was about to leave, he stopped suddenly.

In the mirror, on the shelf not far behind him, a tall man wearing a black mask was looking at him from a shadow where few people passed by.

Yu Lansong recognized at a glance that it was the man who helped him carry things just now.

He tightened his grip on the trolley, pushed the trolley to the cashier pretending to be calm, and walked out of the supermarket after paying the bill under the scrutiny of the sister at the cashier.

When passing by a car, he glanced at the rear view mirror on the car, and saw that the man whose face could not be clearly seen was still following him, he suddenly became nervous.

The images of those female anchors being brutally killed were repeated in my mind.

His footsteps were getting faster and faster, his head was confused, as if he had poured heavy cement into a sack, and he even felt a little difficult to breathe. In the end, he didn't know how he returned to the apartment where he and Meng Chenzhou lived.

After slamming the door shut, Yu Lansong looked up and met Meng Chenzhou who was standing by the table and writing and sending text messages on his mobile phone.

Meng Chenzhou has just left work. His character is an ordinary office worker. His daily job is to process documents. It is not difficult for him. He comes back from get off work after finishing processing ahead of time.

With the cuffs of his white shirt rolled up, he was sending a message to Yu Lansong.

Just wondering why Yu Lansong went out suddenly and came back again, so he frowned, "What's wrong?"

"..." Yu Lansong felt that his legs were a little weak, he staggered two steps forward, his throat was tight and sore, and it took him a while to finally find his voice.

He suddenly slipped into Meng Chenzhou's arms, crying loudly, "Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!"

Meng Chenzhou, "..."

The mask and hat were taken off, and the sweat-soaked bangs stuck to his forehead in a mess, only a pair of red eyes were exposed, and his pale face was slightly pink, dripping with sweat.

Reported to Meng Chenzhou pitifully, "I've been followed, it's terrible, terrible, terrible!"

Meng Chenzhou's face turned cold, and he patted Yu Lansong's head comfortingly, "Don't worry, speak slowly."

When Yu Lansong saw him, he felt that he had seen the backer, so he talked about his experience like a bean. When he said that the man helped him carry the self-heating hot pot, Meng Chenzhou's expression suddenly became a little weird.

He lowered his head and glanced at the shopping bag that Yu Lansong was still clutching tightly after being followed. There were a lot of snacks in it.

Although he knew that children like to eat snacks, Yu Lansong really didn't seem like a person who likes to eat such high-calorie foods. Meng Chenzhou suddenly thought of the dress that Yu Lansong wore last night.

With slender shoulder blades and a thin waist, I don't know where he hides the meat, so people can't help but have a little bit of curiosity to find out.

Such as the thighs under the skirt, and the smooth and soft belly?

Yu Lansong blushed, and he changed the subject in a low voice, "Could that person be..."

"It shouldn't be that simple, but we need to catch him and ask."

Meng Chenzhou pulled back his thoughts, he coughed in a low voice, with a serious face, "Next time you want to go out, tell me in advance, I will accompany you."

Yu Lansong was frightened, Meng Chenzhou said what he said, "Oh oh oh."

"It's very strange, if he just wanted to follow you, why did he help you get things?" Meng Chenzhou pondered for a moment, but couldn't figure it out for a while, so he put the question aside.

"And you appear in the online media as a woman, how could he recognize you?"

Yu Lansong felt a little horrified when he said this. He squeezed the yogurt box in his hand nervously, "It won't be exposed."

"Probably not." Meng Chenzhou was thinking about the problem at first, but when he saw Yu Lansong's nervous face, he didn't dare to drink yogurt, and looked at him with rounded eyes, so he comforted him.

He walked to the window and was about to close the curtains when he suddenly saw a man in a black baseball cap leaning against the tree downstairs standing under the camphor tree.

The tall man raised his head, looked at Meng Chenzhou provocatively, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Meng Chenzhou closed the curtains with a cold face.

"Moving should be useless, there is no way to change the dungeon settings."

Yu Lansong didn't expect Meng Chenzhou to be so thoughtful, and immediately admired him, "It's okay, he can never come into our house."

As soon as the voice fell, Meng Chenzhou fell into silence. Although he wanted to say that it was possible, he was afraid that Yu Lansong would be frightened and turn off the microphone again.

For a moment, he bypassed the topic, "Let's eat first, you have some snacks, and I'll do it."

"Okay." As soon as he heard that there was food to eat, Yu Lansong immediately stopped worrying too much about other issues. He was already hungry, and even hungrier after drinking the yogurt.

After the meal, Meng Chenzhou also washed the dishes. Yu Lansong hid outside the kitchen, secretly watching him put the plates of the same size together, and arrange the dishes of different sizes from the largest to the smallest and from the bottom to the top.

Meng Chenzhou placed the bowls and chopsticks in a very serious manner, as if he was serious about doing a math problem. He thought it was very interesting, so he hurriedly sat back in the living room when no one was paying attention.

As soon as Meng Chenzhou returned to the living room, he saw Yu Lansong sitting on the sofa dignifiedly. After being speechless for a while, he asked, "Why were you sneaking around outside just now?"

Yu Lansong was surprised, "How do you know I'm outside?"

"I don't even have this bit of vigilance," Meng Chenzhou said lightly, after a busy day, he half-lyed on the sofa, closed his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

Compared with him, Yu Lansong, who had been lazy all day, was extremely embarrassed, "How about I squeeze your shoulders for you."

Meng Chenzhou half-closed his eyes and smiled. It wasn't a sneer of sarcasm, but he thought Yu Lansong was interesting and was really amused by him. "Is there a virtuous one in your personality?"

Yu Lansong looked at him in a daze, not knowing what he meant.

The word virtuous sounds a little weird.

Meng Chenzhou didn't say anything more, he propped up his upper body and asked him, "You are going to prepare for the live broadcast, what are you wearing tonight?"

Yu Lansong, "..." Does this need to be carefully selected?He was already paddling, what difference did he wear?

Meng Chenzhou looked at his innocent face that was always seductive unconsciously, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "I choose for you?"