do you lack a boyfriend

When Da Lin woke up the next day, he felt dizzy and dizzy. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed. His eyes were dark, which is the pain of a hangover.

Zhang Li saw that he was up, and moved to his side, "My uncle, you are finally up!"

Dalin pressed his temples, trying to relieve the discomfort caused by the hangover, "Did I get drunk yesterday?"

Zhang Li rolled his eyes, "Does that matter? Who was sleeping on the chair by the side of the road like a dead pig yesterday? If Zhang Bin saw you calling me and sending you back to the dormitory, You will become an ice sculpture today." Zhang Li complained: "Drinking is all about the atmosphere, and you really are, what are you doing drinking so much wine?"

Da Lin said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I was in a bad mood yesterday."

Zhang Li waved his hand, "Why are you apologizing to me? I'm not blaming you, I'm just worried about you. You said you're drunk all by yourself, so it's not safe to be outside at night."

"En. By the way, who is Zhang Bin?" Da Lin heard Zhang Li say Zhang Bin just now. The name sounded familiar, but he was sure that he absolutely did not know this person.

Zhang Li covered his mouth, "Who is Zhang Bin, you don't know?!"

Da Lin was a little confused, "Do I have to know him?"

"You, you! Zhang Bin is the chairman of the school's student union, so you don't know such a famous person!" Zhang Li seemed to have thought of something, and said, "By the way, let me tell you, I never knew Zhang Bin was originally He's gay, oh my god, I always thought he was a straight guy, until he was a bad guy, if he didn't attend the party yesterday, I guess I'd be wrong for the rest of my life."

Da Lin rolled his eyes, and he straightened his mind. If Zhang Bin can call Zhang Li, the two should know each other, "Didn't you know Zhang Bin? You don't even know this?"

"He won't tell me that he is gay, how could I know?"

Da Lin thought for a while, "That's right."

Zhang Li glanced at his watch, "It's almost time to wash up after getting up, let's go to eat."

"Zhang Li, I don't really want to go out today, why don't I order a takeaway?" Da Lin's headache has not been relieved, and it is still snowing outside, so it may get worse if he goes out.

Zhang Li didn't expect him to have a headache, so he said forcefully: "No, you have to go out to eat!"

"why?"

"Because Zhang Shuai made an appointment with you today."

"..."

"What are you thinking? Although I am handsome, this 'Zhang Shuaibi' is not me."

"Zhang Bin?"

"Yes, he said to call him when you wake up, and go have dinner together. He carried you back last night, you have to thank him." Zhang Li's eyes were gloomy.

After all, he helped him, just like Zhang Li said, at least he had to thank him, Dalin said: "Okay, then wait for me."

After washing, getting dressed neatly, and wearing a towel, Da Lin walked out of the dormitory with his hands in his pockets and followed Zhang Li.

The two came to the Yayuan canteen, which is very particular about the environment and hygiene. Zhang Li directly took him to sit down in front of a man. The man looked gentle and smiled faintly. A very warm feeling.

Da Lin walked to his seat, took off his hat and scarf, and nodded to him.

The man looked at Da Lin, still smiling faintly, but it was different from the way he looked at Zhang Li.

"I've heard what Zhang Li said, thank you yesterday." Da Lin said to him.

The man shook his head lightly, "It's okay, besides, you are still a student in the same department."

Zhang Li said: "That's right, senior is a very gentle person, he will help no matter who it is, right senior?" He looked at the man.

The man lowered his eyes and smiled, "Yes, but some people are special."

After the man finished speaking, Da Lin froze for a moment, didn't say anything, just smiled.

"Senior, Xiao Rui, what do you want to eat? I'll go and order."

Da Lin stood up, "I'll go with you."

Zhang Li hurriedly held him down, "Don't, don't, just sit here and I'll go."

Remembering the menu, Zhang Li went to order, and only Da Lin and Zhang Bin were left in the box.

The small space will always make people unconsciously have the illusion of ambiguity. Neither of them speaks, which seems a bit awkward.

Ordering food requires queuing up, which probably takes a lot of time. In order to alleviate this awkward atmosphere, Da Lin took the initiative to find a topic and said, "I really thank you senior yesterday. I shouldn't have made a fool of myself, have I?"

"Of course not." The man had a relaxed expression when he spoke, just like his usual attitude when he was with his friends. This made Da Lin feel much more relaxed, at least it wouldn't make him think in strange places.

"You're so cute when you're drunk."

"Cough, cough cough..." Da Lin held a glass of water in one hand, and pinched his neck with the other hand, choking on the water unexpectedly.

The man quickly walked around to him and patted him on the back, "Is it better?"

Da Lin coughed and shook his hand at the man, "You... cough cough... no need... cough cough..."

I wanted to say "you don't need to pat me on the back", but in exchange for coughing until I blushed and my neck was thick, I simply gave up.

Just like his looks, the man's palms are also very gentle, and the strength of the patting is just right, and it doesn't make Da Lin feel uncomfortable.

After about 2 minutes, Da Lin finally calmed down.

"Thanks, thank you senior." He looked at the man, his eyes were filled with sparkling tears, and the redness on his face hadn't faded completely.

The man suddenly stretched out his hand and gently covered his cheek. Unlike the outside environment, the man's hand was very warm.

"Do you want to give up on the person who doesn't like you?"

Da Lin was startled, "You, what did you say?"

"Didn't you tell me yesterday? The person you said you liked didn't like you. In that case, forget about him. "

Da Lin opened his eyes wide, when did he say this to a man?Did he say everything when he was drunk?

Da Lin stepped back a little, avoiding the man's warm palm, lowered his head slightly, "Senior, I..."

"It's okay, we just met, I can wait for you." The man withdrew his hand and regained that warm smiling face.

Da Lin looked up at him, speechless.

The man is very gentle, so gentle that he wants to be nostalgic.

A bell rang through the quiet air and pulled Da Lin back from his thoughts.

The man took out his mobile phone, "It's not mine, is it yours?"

Only then did Da Lin realize later that he took out the cell phone in his coat pocket, the screen was on, and the caller ID was Li Zhen.

Da Lin paused, glanced at the man, and then pressed the answer button, "Hello?"

Holding the phone, Da Lin heard something, his eyes slowly widened, and before he had time to say goodbye to the man, he hurried out of the restaurant.

The man looked at his back as he ran away, and then at the hat and scarf he had thrown on the sofa.

Why are you so anxious?