Did Zha Gong get kicked today?

The small house seemed empty because the owner was absent.

There is a glass vase with white roses on the table. At this time, the flowers are gone, and the water is also gone.

Obviously Wen Tingjun came back and left.

Yan Mingfeng opened the house belonging to Wen Tingjun with the keys of the whole building openly. After seeing Wen Tingjun's house, he went around for a while.

The phone rings.

Yan Mingfeng had confirmed that Wen Tingjun, who had left, returned home and left again. Someone was reporting something in the earphone, and his dark and deep eyes were looking out the window.

"Young Master Yan, Mr. Wen is currently in Room 308, Building A, Qiming University."

"Is he alone?" Yan Mingfeng asked suddenly.

The new bodyguard who replaces Yan Yan and Yan Lang obviously doesn't have the high EQ of Ban Yan, and he doesn't know anything about Yan Mingfeng and Wen Tingjun.

He is not a roundworm in Yan Mingfeng's stomach, he knows everything...

I just feel that my employer is really weird, just investigate a man, even ask him what he likes to eat, what he likes to drink, what he likes to wear, who he is in contact with, and whether anyone has confessed to him...

Come on, he's just a bodyguard, a professional thug, why is he acting like a paparazzi spying on people's privacy? ? ?

The straight man of steel, the uncle bodyguard with eight-pack abs, although complaining a lot in his heart, he replied very dutifully: "No, because the dormitory space arranged by the school is full, Mr. Wen was arranged by the school alone in the four-person dormitory."

It's good, he feels more at ease living alone, and saves someone from hooking up with him.

Before Yan Mingfeng could feel happy, the uncle bodyguard added slowly: "However, just two hours ago, another boy who looks very sunny and polite moved into Mr. Wen's dormitory. "

"I heard that the upper grades were full of bunks, but there were no spare rooms, so I was assigned to the lower grades and lived in the same dormitory with Mr. Wen.

Yeah? "

"Do you have any photos? Send them to me." Yan Ming said coldly.

"Yes," the uncle bodyguard said cheerfully, "that child is quite handsome, the tall, fair and small-faced type that my girl likes."

Yan Mingfeng looked at the photo and was silent for a while, the person in it was that senior brother Wen Tingjun! ! !

Looking at the obvious close distance and smiling faces between the two in the picture, Yan Mingfeng felt a little anxious.

"Continue to watch them." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Staring blankly at his own reflection on the window, thinking that it is still necessary to use a little innocuous trick to give himself a name in front of Jiang Baixiu?

The province has people who don't have long-sighted people to miss his people.

……

"Where's watering the flowers?" Jiang Baixiu sorted out his notes, and when he turned his head, he saw Yan Mingfeng standing by the window holding a small kettle, his eyes were bright, and when he raised his eyebrows, a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

"Hmm." Wen Tingjun was thinking about saving some money while he was working hard on a work-study program.

In the future, he opened a flower shop with a lot of flowers. He raised and sold flowers, and he made a lot of money. When he was free, he went to visit his friends and drink afternoon tea together. Life must be very comfortable. At that time, Yan Mingfeng was still completely absent from his plan.

In the subconscious, I can't fight, I can't hide, I can't get entangled, my brain hurts, I say that life and death are bearish, and I will do it if I don't accept it. After he died once, I feel that the person who said these words is completely standing and talking without back pain, sitting and talking. It doesn't hurt, it's really easy to die, but it's too hard to live, let alone live well.

"Hey, why did you raise a pot of cactus?!"

"When did you buy it? When and when did you get this little pink watering can?" Jiang Baixiu saw clearly the little green prickly prickly pear that was exposed from his sideways, with a small yellow flower on his head, blooming Zhengyan.

The cactus drenched in "light rain" is being watered by a small pink kettle with a small shower head the size of a palm.

The small pink kettle is being held by a slender index finger and thumb with well-defined bony joints.

cute tight...

Wen Tingjun heard the sudden burst of laughter from his senior brother, feeling a little helpless, "What's so funny about this?"

"Qiaoqiu, I brought it from home, and I bought the small watering can on the way. I put them both in my convenience bag. What's wrong?!"

"Qiaoqiu?" Jiang Baixiu laughed again, "Brother, you are so cute, like a girl, even the names you give to plants are so cute."

"Are you praising me or hurting me?" After listening to Jiang Baixiu's words, Wen Tingjun was a little speechless.

How can there be such a low EQ person?Comparing a girl to a guy, his senior brother is probably the first person to make such a comparison.

"Of course I praise you! I praise you for being cute!" Jiang Baixiu was serious for a second.

The door of the dormitory was knocked suddenly, Jiang Baixiu walked over, and saw an unknown boy standing outside the door, panting.

Yan Hao and Wen Tingjun were in the same class for three years in high school. He was admitted to the same school as Wen Tingjun, and he was very happy to meet his "old classmate". He didn't expect to see such a big thing happen to him on the first day of school.

For his cowardice, he didn't dare to stand up and tear up the paper on the announcement in the first place. He was quite guilty. Anyway, he was a high school classmate for three years, and he also asked a lot of homework. When he saw Wen Tingjun, he only dared to sneak away to say hello. Was posted a "small advertisement"...

Clutching the bread bought in the small supermarket again, Yan Hao recognized the car that Yan Mingfeng was leaving in, thought about Wen Tingjun's dormitory number, and ran up, thinking to remind him again, his rumored boyfriend Come, even if he reported the account of those who taught him in the past...

Unexpectedly, it was not Wen Tingjun who opened the door, but a new student.

"Hello, is Wen Tingjun here?" He remembered that they said that Wen Tingjun lived alone in a four-person dormitory now?Did he climb the wrong floor?Fall into self-doubt.

No one was seen when he opened the door, Jiang Baixiu, who habitually wore a perfunctory smile on his face, heard the voice outside the door, lowered his head, and looked at the person who was three heads shorter than him, uh, this is the first time I saw such a petite person Junior, should it be 1.6 meters?

Looking at the person looking at him with complicated eyes in front of me, even if you are good-looking, I will not forgive you.

Yan Hao felt aggrieved, it was obvious on this man's face, I just saw the dwarf's expression really made his teeth itch.

The fist is also itchy, but I feel like I can't beat it...

"Who is it?" Wen Tingjun who heard the voice came over, "Brother, who is looking for me?"

Looking at the person in front of him, he finally found out the name of this person from the corner, "Yan Hao."

In fact, I can't blame him for not recognizing him. This deputy study committee member who has been with him for three years in memory has always looked unorthodox, with half-long hair, half combed in front of his face, covering his face, and his eyes are still darkened. The framed glasses concealed part of his appearance.

If it wasn't for him always looking for him to discuss and study together, and his voice was familiar to you, and now you looked at the boy with a cropped cut, glasses off, and a small fair face, you wouldn't be able to tell that he was the same as the little book he used to look at at a glance. The sullen person will be the same person!

Time really is a knife, some people are tempered and become another person, they become much better-looking, and they themselves become better.

And him, let's not mention it... Wen Tingjun's eyes darkened.

"Do you have anything to do with me?" He asked in a gentle tone.

"Go and have a look at the school gate!" Yan Hao said hastily when he saw Wen Tingjun,

"I'll go first." As soon as the words fell, the whole person rushed to the stairs.

Wen Tingjun looked dazed, and looked at Jiang Baixiu, who was also confused.

"Why don't you go and have a look?" Jiang Baixiu suggested uncertainly.

"Yeah." I always felt a little flustered in my heart. Since I came back, the number of flustered has really increased.

Sitting in the car, Yan Mingfeng tidied up his clothes first, then recalled the plan he had on the way when he came here, and what he should say when he saw Junjun.

Completely ignoring the crowd outside the car wondering who the people inside were.

"Tell me, who is sitting in this car?"

"I saw this car at the auto show. It's a limited edition sports car."

"This car is so handsome."

"This car looks familiar."

……

The window glass was completely covered with car film, and people outside couldn't see the people inside, and they couldn't stop the gossiping heart of seeing this sports car and guessing who was inside.

Picking up the snack box at the side, Yan Mingfeng finally got out of the car.

But he didn't expect that when he raised his head, he saw Wen Tingjun and his bumbling senior brother whom he met in the woods from a distance.

Wen Tingjun did not expect that Yan Mingfeng would come back to look for him again.

Hastily stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Why are you back again?"

His tone was full of dislike, Yan Mingfeng came here full of joy, at this moment his heart seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, his heart was very chilling, his body was chilled by the cold, but when he saw Jiang Baixiu approaching, a smile appeared on his face: "Come and see you." Losing is not losing, and you must not lose face in front of your "rival in love".

Yan Mingfeng, who has classified all those who have close relationships with Wen Tingjun into the ranks of rivals, is full of vigilance.

"Mr. Yan." Jiang Baixiu smiled politely.

"Mr. Jiang." Yan Mingfeng sneered.

"..." I always feel that the two people's smiles are too perfunctory, very fake.

In the ears are the whispers of the students again.

"I remembered, isn't this the one who announced on Weibo that he is Wen Tingjun's fiancé..."

"Yanshi's Yan Shao!"

"Rich man, no wonder this sports car looks so familiar. Master Yan drove it to my grandfather's house before."

……

Not wanting to be surrounded by people watching like monkeys, Wen Tingjun had no choice but to say: "I have something to say, let's go back to the dormitory."

"Okay." Yan Mingfeng glanced at him and obediently followed.

Jiang Baixiu looked at the man who was following Wen Tingjun, and the corners of his lips curved a bit. Anyway, his junior brother looked at this man with complicated eyes, and the relationship between the two seems to be really close.

Inside the closed dormitory door, Wen Tingjun poured a cup of tea.

When the two met, they suddenly didn't know what to say, Yan Mingfeng just forgot, and Wen Tingjun didn't know how to ask.

Jiang Baixiu saw that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he asked, "Mr. Yan, why are you looking for my junior brother again?"

"Do I still need a reason to find my fiancé?" He replied instantly, confidently.

Jiang Baixiu, a straight man, blocked his mouth for a while, "Then my junior admits it? If you don't admit it, you can only be regarded as a poor little crush who talks to yourself."

Now it was Yan Mingfeng's turn to shut up, because it was true that Wen Tingjun did not reply to Weibo, nor did he publish a proof.

His eyes fell on Wen Tingjun's face, with a sad expression on his face.

"But he didn't directly deny it, did he?"

Wen Tingjun turned his head uncomfortably, but said nothing.

Seeing his expression, Yan Mingfeng, who looked sad and disappointed on the surface, was setting off firecrackers in his heart. At least, he saved face in front of Junjun's senior brother, and declared again that he was his fiancé.

Rabbits don't eat grass by the side of the nest, if Jiang Baixiu dares to touch his people, he will definitely let him know how terrible the world is.

At this moment, Jiang Baixiu, who was a straight man, didn't know that Yan Mingfeng was thinking that if he wanted Wen Tingjun's attention, he would definitely pack dozens of handsome men to "pursue" his attention.

I just felt a little cold in my body, and shivered, looking at the man in front of me who was not refuted by his junior, and his eyes showed embarrassment, he felt that he deserved a beating.

The two look at each other and hate each other, and the more they look at each other, the more they hate each other.