After being targeted by the hell school grass

As soon as An Yi inserted the key, the door opened from the inside. As soon as Wang Zihe saw that it was him, he hurried over and smelled it, "You smell of alcohol all over, why did you come back now and didn't answer your phone calls."

An Yi smiled, and replied: "The school director wants to hold a celebration banquet for us, and we can't push it away."

Prince Hela led people into the house, and the smell of food wafted from the living room.

An Yi was a little moved, Wang Zihe leaned over to his ear, and said softly: "I have been waiting for you for two hours, if you are moved, I will eat all of these."

An Yi, who usually has to answer a few words, went directly to the dining table and sat down without saying a word today.

Wang Zihe noticed something was wrong, but now is not the time to ask, so he walked to An Yi and sat down, saying, "Come, try my braised beef, it's no worse than that restaurant." After finishing speaking, Put a few pieces of beef into An Yi's bowl.

An Yi picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth. A familiar smile suddenly appeared on his face. Just as Wang Zihe was relieved, he heard An Yi say: "It's delicious, thank you!"

Wang Zihe suddenly turned cold, and said, "Thank you? Xiaoyi, do we still need to say these two words?"

"Yes, we are just alumni, roommates at most." An Yi replied flatly.

"Roommate?! A roommate who sleeps hand in hand every day! I'm so fucking mean, I cook for a roommate every day." Wang Zihe lowered his head to eat, and was so angry that he didn't want to talk any more.

An Yi paused, then looked seriously at Wang Zihe, put down his chopsticks and said slowly, "Wang Zihe, I'm not gay, and I already have someone I like."

Wang Zihe looked at him: "Luo Shishi?"

"Yes, I promised Shishi to get married after graduation." An Yi frowned, and there was a smile on his face.

Looking at An Yi's smile, Wang Zihe found it particularly dazzling.

"That's what you said before you met me, it doesn't count." Wang Zihe suddenly interrupted him coldly.

"I had no parents since I was a child. It was Shishi's mother who paid my tuition fees and took care of me through high school. I promised my aunt that I would take care of Shishi for the rest of my life." An Yi lowered his head and began to eat seriously, ignoring Prince He Leng A freezing gaze.

Wang Zihe suddenly lowered his voice, grabbed An Yi's hand, and asked: "Idiot, you said it was to take care of her, so you don't have to marry her?"

"Shishi is beautiful, gentle, and sensible. It is my blessing to marry such a wife." An Yi said as he withdrew his hand, "Zihe, you also have your own life path. When you meet me, maybe it's just a little girl." A small derailment once, it will soon be back on track, and then we will have no intersection."

An Yi thought of the elite man he saw today. He checked the information after the meeting. The chairman of Gaoteng Foreign Trade Group was called Wang Xianlin, and Wang Xianlin had only one son named Wang Zihe.

Wang Zihe looked at the person who was eating silently with his head down, and fell silent too.

Afterwards, both of them didn't speak again, Wang Zihe was still the same as before, graciously picked up his favorite dishes for An Yi, and An Yi ate them one by one, not wasting a bit.

After eating, An Yi washed the dishes, and Wang Zihe sat in the living room watching the NBA playoffs recorded and broadcast by CCTV5. His favorite game is usually not attractive at all, and his eyes are still staring at Floating in the kitchen.

Something is wrong with Xiaoyi who came back, she is fine when she wakes up tomorrow morning, why?

Wang Zihe scratched his hair, carefully thinking about what happened today, everything was normal, the only special thing was that he met his father, could it be that An Yi saw it.

It's very possible, then think about it from another angle, if you find out what will happen to Xiaoyi meeting a stranger, go and find out.Thinking of this, Wang Zihe stood up from the sofa, walked to the kitchen, and shouted: "Xiaoyi..."

No response.

Wang Zihe walked in, wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, put his head in An Yi's neck, and shouted: "Xiao Yi, don't ignore me, okay, I know I'm wrong."

An Yi ignored him and continued to wipe the dishes.

Wang Zihe took the bowl in his hand, wiped it and put it in the cupboard, and then wiped the entire sink and table. An Yi looked at it, and didn't have the slightest intention to help.After doing this, he found that An Yi was peeling an apple. This is Wang Zihe's habit. He wants to eat an apple after dinner. After peeling, he handed it over, but he still didn't speak.

Wang Zihe took the apple and bit it, and suddenly he hugged An Yi, and kissed the lips that he had been thinking about for a long time, kissing and biting, like venting.

An Yi frowned and endured the burning pain in his mouth. He wanted to push in his mind, but his hands just wouldn't listen.

Wang Zihe's kiss became unbridled, and he locked him firmly in his arms with both hands. An Yi felt the sweet taste of apples in his mouth, and gradually relaxed himself, opening his mouth wide to passively bear this somewhat rough kiss, unknowingly In the process, his arms lightly wrapped around Wang Zihe's shoulders.

Wang Zihe directly pressed the person on the sofa as if he was encouraged, stretched his hand into An Yi's T-shirt and slowly touched it, a trace of embarrassment swept across An Yi's face, he wanted to struggle several times, but the person who was pressing him Too aggressive, in the end he simply closed his eyes and opened his mouth without any response, as if impatiently waiting for the kiss to end.

After the fiery kiss, Wang Zihe raised his eyes, and his sharp eyes shot directly at the person below him: "Why, are you so disgusted that you don't even think it's necessary to resist?"

An Yi pushed him away and sat up, and was pressed and kissed by a man. This position made him feel a little uncomfortable, "Zihe, I told you I'm not gay."

"Xiaoyi, can't you make an exception for me?"

An Yi shook his head.

Wang Zihe eagerly took his hand and said: "Don't reject me, think again. Wang Xianlin is my father, but our father and son have a bad relationship, and I don't want to inherit his success. I don't like doing business. I like you, I like basketball, can we do what we like together?"

An Yi said calmly: "It's just about to be on vacation, Zihe, let's think about it separately for a while."

Looking at An Yi's firm face, Wang Zihe sighed and stood up silently, went to the bedroom to tidy up his things, and came out soon, carrying a backpack, just like he appeared at the door of the apartment that day.

An Yi sent him out, Wang Zihe hugged him, kissed his cool lips, and finally stroked his hands gently, saying: "Until we meet next time, no second person can touch here, even if Luo Neither does poetry."

An Yi smiled and nodded, watching his back disappearing lonely at the end of the corridor, out of sight.

The departure of Wang Zihe brought An Yi back to his previous life, without the delicious breakfast, without the clingy figure in the school, without the handsome back of the big classroom by the window on the east side, who would sleep as soon as class came, and without He was not used to this kind of life when they snuggled up to each other on the sofa on the second floor of the library after lunch.

He opened the forum on the school website, and found that almost all the posts here in the past two months were talking about his affairs with Wang Zihe.The photos of the two looking at each other and walking side by side are everywhere. He looked at each of them and found that Wang Zihe was looking at him in almost every photo, either affectionately, happily, or puzzled. It turned out that he had been stared at all along. the person who is wearing it.

On the last day of his freshman year, An Yi came to the long-lost basketball gymnasium, but there was no training there. He immediately found an excuse to call the head of the sports department of the student union, and the answer he got was that the basketball team had two months of emergency training in Shanghai. Prepare the CUBA grassroots budget after the semester starts.

In Shanghai, Wang Zihe went to university there, so will he come back?

An Yi found the familiar number in the contacts, wanted to click the dial button, but failed to click it several times, so he gave up after thinking about it.

Maybe it's good for both of them, who said it wasn't.