Gan Lin

"Ye Luoyu?" I frowned, "It's you, what kind of scary tricks are you playing?"

"I have something to ask you." He blushed blood dripping and whispered.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

He looked at me anxiously: "I'm sorry, can you lend me another 700 yuan without asking why?"

If I don't ask the reason again, it's either he is in trouble or I am in trouble.

I hooked my fingers to him, he obediently took two steps forward, and I strangled his neck.

"Leniency for confession, strictness for resistance, are you in love?"

He shook his head in panic.

"Is that addicted to online games?"

He continued to shake his head with an expression of wanting to cry or not.

"No way..." I let go of my hand, "You were blackmailed?"

His face instantly turned purple.

I took out my mobile phone: "Call the police, you must call the police!"

He pressed my hand in a panic: "That's not the case."

I remained silent and looked straight at him.

He withdrew his hand under my sight, bit his lip, and said with determination: "It's actually street basketball."

"What?"

He didn't dare to look at me: "I was watching the excitement on the basketball court in the community a few days ago. I couldn't hold it back. I went up and played a couple of games. Who knows... I will be fined if I lose."

I said, "How much is the fine?"

He swallowed, and stretched out two fingers.

"twenty?"

He shook his head.

"Two hundred?" I widened my eyes, "It's a robbery."

He looked sad.

I asked him, "How many goals have you lost?"

He said shyly, "Twelve balls."

"..."

Fortunately, he has the appearance of an athlete, so he is so good.

Ye Luoyu seemed to understand my eyes, and hurriedly explained: "It's not that I can't win, it's that they keep fouling."

As he spoke, he lifted the hem of his clothes, and a large black bruise on his bronzed skin was particularly eye-catching.

I figured it out, street basketball is nothing more than a gang of gangsters robbing.

I was filled with righteous indignation: "You can't encourage the arrogance of the evil forces, go, I'll go beg for you."

Ye Luoyu said awkwardly: "There are three or four of them, they are difficult to deal with."

I said righteously: "It's okay, I will pick three."

Ye Luoyu hesitated to speak, and I said impatiently, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

"It's raining today and those people aren't here," he said.

"...You should have said earlier."

We stood in the heavy rain, fiddled with our phones, checked the weather forecast for a long time, and finally decided to meet those street bullies at noon three days later.

My mind was full of the scenes of heroes flying over the walls in martial arts novels, punishing evil and promoting good, and I was gearing up to go back to the dormitory, only to see Ru Yuze standing by the door with arms folded like a worldly expert.

"What about the mineral water?"

"Forget...forget."

His gaze swept over my drenched shoulders: "Are you out for a walk in the rain?"

I opened the umbrella in embarrassment: "I'll go again."

"Forget it," Ru Yuze walked over, "I'll go."

I doggedly said: "Let's go together, let's go together."

He closed the door and squeezed into an umbrella with me. Our shoulders were pressed together. I said it was like walking in the rain.

He laughed and said, "What a romantic walk in the rain."

I scratched my head: "Are you saying this, so romantic, or not romantic?"

He turned his head sideways, with a smile in his eyes: "It used to be romantic, but it's not romantic now."

I was inexplicably shocked. When I saw his hand slightly raised, I shook it in a flash of enthusiasm.

"Do you want to hold hands?"

He blinked: "I want to close the umbrella."

I followed his gaze and looked forward, and it turned out that I had already arrived at the entrance of the supermarket. I coughed twice, and retracted my hand unnaturally, my face was as hot as a fire.

"you said."

The moment the blue umbrella was closed, Ru Yuze suddenly moved close to my ear.

"No regrets."

I touched my cheek and it got hotter.

When I came out of the small shop, I took the initiative to hold an umbrella, hugged the mineral water bottle with my right hand, and walked forward without squinting.

Ru Yuze looked at me with a smile, I thought he had misunderstood, and explained with a blushing face: "It's embarrassing to hold hands outside, I'll go back..." I kept talking in a softer voice, and at the end I wanted to find a place to sew Get in.

Wouldn't it be strange if the two of them held hands and looked at each other back home?What the hell am I talking about.

Ru Yuze said: "I was joking, I didn't expect you to think so seriously."

My face turned even redder, and I didn't feel relieved at all, and I shoved the water bottle in my hand into his arms.

He lowered his eyes: "Sorry, I made you angry."

I said, "Hand."

He held the bottle up: "I..."

I interrupted him: "No, the other one."

He stopped and looked at me puzzled.

I glared at him fiercely, trying not to tie my tongue.

"If you don't free your hands, how can you hold them together?"

Ru Yuze obviously did not expect that I would say this sentence, the corners of her mouth kept turning up, her beautiful pupils exuded an indescribable brilliance in the mist.

"I'm so happy," he whispered. "Can you say that again."

I was getting more and more embarrassed, and the mosquito-like buzzing repeated itself.

"Did you hear?"

"Say it again."

It's not a confession, I've said it so many times.

I lifted my foot and kicked his calf: "Stop talking."

He didn't feel any pain, so he coaxed me: "Okay, don't talk about it."

My face was steaming hot, I should really throw away the umbrella and let the cold rain cool me down.But unfortunately not...

Ru Yuze's right hand covered my left hand holding the umbrella, and the fingertips were tightly clasped together.

"I'm so happy."

"Okay, I heard it, so there's no need to say any more."

"So happy."

I won't repeat it, but he was fine and started talking to himself.

If I really like it so much, I will let him hold him more in the future... Anyway, I won't lose a piece of meat.

I glanced at Ru Yuze beside me, and my mood also rose.

It turns out that being liked is such a beautiful feeling.

"Hey," I said to him, "if you confessed earlier, maybe..."

"Maybe what?" he asked.

"Maybe our children can play soy sauce, oh no, we are gay and have no children, and it's not right, I don't have to be gay, it needs to be investigated."

"You're such an atmosphere-breaker."

The atmosphere can't make a straight man curvy, nor can it make a gay man straight, so what's the use of it.

The people around you are real.

At night, Ru Yuze turned off the light with a "snap", and I tossed and turned in the dark with my eyes open. I always felt that something was missing. It wasn't until Ru Yuze said "good night" to me that I suddenly realized.

Get used to it, get used to it.

Ru Yuze is that spring rain, which infiltrates my life silently, and when I come to my senses, I can't live without him.

I covered myself with a quilt and said sullenly, "Did you plan ahead?"

"What?" His voice was tired, even nasal.

"Nothing." I turned around.

I am handsome, suave, smart and cute, how could I be set by him.

Impossible, impossible.

He must have been caught up in the charm of my personality in getting along with me, and finally chose to confess in the painful entanglement.

I nodded secretly, very satisfied with the answer I gave, relieved, and fell asleep after a while.

Back in time in the dream, I struggled to climb out of the bottomless abyss, and what greeted me was the little baby who resembled Ru Yuze.

"Daddy hugs..."

He still had his hands open to me, smiling brightly.

This time, I hugged him carefully, my heart was full of tenderness, without any fear.

"I'm sorry, I'm married with my son."

Ru Yuze, whose face has matured a lot, smiled apologetically at me, and looked at Bei Lexin tenderly.

"Because the child was born suddenly, I had to give him an identity."

Bei Lexin also came over to tease the child: "It's so cute, it really looks like you."

"us……"

I lowered my head dumbfounded, and the child in my arms still yelled indistinctly.

"Dad, Dad, Dad..."

Ru Yuze put his arms around my shoulders and opened his mouth with a smile.

Before he could say something more horrifying, I sat up abruptly, my forehead covered with sweat.

Ru Yuze heard the sound and turned on the light.

"Have a nightmare?"

I took a deep breath and asked him, "Can a two-month-old baby talk?"

"Of course not," Ru Yuze asked worriedly, "Did you dream about the giant baby?"

"No, it's very cute, very similar to..."

"Ok?"

"Anyway, it's a very cute baby!"

I pulled the quilt back and lay down again, with my back to him.

"Sleep, sleep."

Ru Yuze turned off the light: "If you are afraid, tell me."

In the dark, I clutched at my hair, stunned sleeplessly by my absurd dreams.

It's over, do I subconsciously hope that Ru Yuze will give me a baby?Am I really gay, or a bit of a pervert.

In order to get rid of my wild thoughts all day long, I decided to devote all my energy to Ye Luoyu's incident.

We met at the east gate of the school three days later.

Ye Luoyu pointed to my baseball cap, then to my mask and sunglasses, and finally choked out one word: "Cool."

I turned around to show him my ineffective diamond coat.

"Street, not street."

"Street Street."

"Are you stuttering?"

"street!"

Ye Luoyu leaned over to look at my clothes carefully, and touched them lightly.

"Is it really a drill?"

"Glass," I said, "I borrowed it from Song Lan specially to blind those bastards."

Ye Luoyu gave me a thumbs up in admiration: "It's too flashy."

The two of us clapped hands and vowed, as friends of justice, we embarked on the journey of punishing evil and promoting good.

"What kind of community are you? There are pornography, gambling and drugs." I asked Ye Luoyu on the bus.

He nervously explained: "No pornography, no drug gambling."

"Tch," I put my arms around his shoulders, "Wait and see how I get your money back."

Little stars twinkle in Ye Luoyu's eyes.

I was seen by him with a sense of responsibility, my fanboy, I don't cover anyone.

When I got out of the car, I heard cheers from a long distance away. When I approached the basketball court, the two of them were oneonone. There were a bunch of young people around the court, and even a few old ladies who didn't know the truth were happily watching.

No wonder Ye Luoyu was caught. At first glance, it looked like an exciting and healthy exercise.

Under Ye Luoyu's identification, I found one of the young men in a black vest, and raised my chin at him.

"Are you their boss?"

"Why, you want to challenge me one-on-one?"

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, with disdain written all over his face.

I took off my coat and snorted twice.

"If you lose, don't cry to find your mother."

"Boy, there is something."

He blew his whistle, and the two people on the court immediately stopped and retreated, and the scene was instantly quiet.

He grabbed the ball with one hand, walked to the middle, and hooked me.

"Come on, Chihuahua."

My fighting spirit suddenly ignited, Chihuahua, heh, is there a Chihuahua as handsome as me in the world?

After half an hour.

Panting, I pulled Ye Luoyu closer: "Have you recorded everything?"

According to the plan, I came to the door to provoke, and Ye Luoyu secretly recorded the video of the other party's foul and extortion, and then we went to the police station to report the case together to perfectly crack down on this crime.

He nodded with difficulty.

I asked expectantly, "How many fouls have you committed?"

He shook his head slowly.

My eyes lit up: "Too many times, can't count?"

Ye Luoyu looked at me in embarrassment: "He didn't foul."

"What?" I couldn't believe it, "I lost so many balls, how could he not foul?"

There was some sympathy in Ye Luoyu's eyes: "He won you ten goals purely by skill, and there is no need to foul."

"..."