On the second day of cohabitation, I proposed to break up

Dong Yu couldn't listen to what he said, thinking that he was kind enough to comfort her, she felt more and more ashamed.

"I'm ashamed to stay here, let me go!"

Song Xueman hugged him tightly, but He Dongyu struggled fiercely, he really had no choice but to turn around and push her against the door.

When Dong Yu was in a daze, he suddenly pressed his lips closer.

The two were so close, breathing intertwined with each other, Dong Yu's mind was buzzing, he realized that if he moved, he would kiss Song Xueman.

Therefore, he dared not move again.

Dong Yu's eyes widened, like a frightened deer.

Song Xueman pursed her thin lips slightly, stopped approaching, and said hoarsely: "Don't move, listen to my explanation."

Dong Yu is feeling a little nervous and a little excited right now.

In the past, Song Xueman would not be so affectionate with him, not to say that he was not affectionate, but not so tough and domineering. He would usually ask: "Can I kiss you?" or "Can I hug you?" and so on.

Aside from being nervous and excited, Dong Yu was a little weird, his cheeks were a little hot, so he turned his head to one side, avoiding Song Xueman's heavy gaze, and said, "You, stay away from me, I'll listen to your explanation."

Dong Yu seemed relieved when he heard Song Xueman's relieved voice.

Someone scratched his heart with a feather, and it was a little itchy.

"I drank too much last night, and I asked you to draw it on a whim. The pen was intended to be a gift for Xu Wenguan, but I didn't send it out." Song Xueman's eyes under the mirror curved, "I wanted to tease you, but I didn't I thought you cared so much. I'm sorry, it's all my fault, forgive me, okay?"

"Of course I care!" Dong Yu said.

He paused for a moment, then asked again: "Are you telling the truth?"

Song Xueman smiled: "Yes."

Dong Yu heaved a sigh of relief. If he really had the cheek to draw a hook for Song Xueman, he felt that he would not have to hold his head up in this life.

"Be happier?" Song Xue's eyes were full of smiles, and she brushed her fingers under his eyes, "I almost cried."

Dong Yu brushed his hand away awkwardly, and said, "Then what about the mark on your neck?"

Song Xueman shook her head: "No way, maybe I have to stay forever."

lifetime?

Dong Yu's cheeks burned suddenly, he probably blushed, and he lowered himself, not wanting Song Xueman to find out.

"It's okay, you can cover it up with a tattoo later on."

"No, I think it's pretty and cute."

Dong Yu didn't insist anymore, and said in a muffled voice, "Then you can keep it."

In this sentence, Dongyu has selfish intentions.

Song Xueman has kept her mark all her life.

"Then you forgive me?"

Dong Yu was happy in his heart, and said generously, "I forgive you."

Song Xueman raised her lips helplessly, as if a little unwilling.

So, he said: "I lied to you about the other things, but last night you quietly told me 'If you can't be a couple, be a brother', this is true."

Dong Yu's smile froze for a moment, and he simply smashed his can and said in a angry way: "Even if this is the case, why are you a brother and I a brother?"

"So I propose you to be sister-in-law. We are neither a couple nor a husband and wife. A title is not important. The important thing is that we don't need to be called brothers. I am a big brother, and you are also a big brother, so you don't need to call me brother, can you?"

The relationship is complicated, and Dongyu thinks in confusion.

It feels weird, but I can't tell what's weird.

He and Song Xueman are not a couple or a husband and wife relationship, a title doesn't mean anything, but... I always feel that something is wrong.

Song Xueman didn't give him too much time to think, and said, "Don't think about it if you can't figure it out. I'll explain it to you later. Are you hungry now? I'll take you out for dinner."

"Oh." Dong Yu nodded, without further thinking.

The other six seemed to have discussed it. Xu Wenguan patted him on the shoulder and shouted, "Hello, sister-in-law."

Dong Yu: "..."

Two seconds later, he roared, "Get out!"

Everyone laughed together, Song Xueman didn't hold back.

It doesn't matter if the others smile or not, but Dong Yu can't see him smiling, so he turns around and gives him a hard look, and ignores him while eating.

At the dinner table, Song Xueman sat next to him, politely asked him what he wanted to eat, and even brought him some food.

Dong Yu had a cold face, and he ate as soon as he picked up the vegetables, but he didn't speak.

During Song Xueman went to buy water, Xu Wenguan and others joked: "Do you think Brother Song spoils Dongyu just like a father spoils his son?"

The sixth child laughed so hard that everyone looked at him with disgust.

Dong Yu muffled his head and didn't make a sound.

After a while, Song Xueman came back and bought the sour plum juice that Dongyu likes to drink.

Dong Yu wasn't angry with him, but his mind was very messed up, sorting out what happened in the past two days.

But he just couldn't figure out why he and Song Xueman suddenly became brothers, it was too unreal.

After he finished eating a bowl of rice, he subconsciously passed the bowl to Song Xueman: "Father, give me a bowl of rice."

Song Xueman was too attentive to this meal, and Dongyu was already used to it.

"Pfft hahahahaha!"

"I'll go! Dongyu, do you want to laugh at me to death!"

"Amazing, amazing. Instead of being a younger brother, you should be a son. Dongyu, you are awesome."

The fifth child was the most conscientious. Seeing Dong Yu's blank face, he knew that he had called it wrong, so he reminded him, "Brother Yu, you called it wrong."

When Dong Yu was reminded by him, a gust of hot air rushed to his cheeks, and he took the bowl back: "Don't eat."

Song Xueman couldn't help holding him back, "Don't be angry, I didn't take it seriously, eat well."

Dong Yu panicked with embarrassment and didn't answer.

Seeing this, Song Xueman covered his head with her hands, and said softly: "If you can't figure it out, don't think about it, it doesn't matter."

Dong Yu muffled his head and let out a "hmm".

At night, the whole dormitory building was noisy.

Xu Wenguan let out a groan: "I'm going! We're divided into classes."

Dong Yu's eyes lit up, and he asked, "What do you think?"

The fifth child was in front of the computer, answering for Xu Wenguan: "I have read the official website of the school. Sixth brother and I are in class [-], and you and seventh brother are in class [-]."

Dong Yu asked suspiciously: "You are the fifth child, why do you call them two elder brothers?"

The fifth child said shyly, "I'm used to it."

Dong Yu: "..."

Dong Yu turned his head and thought of something, patted Xu Wenguan's desk, and asked, "Which class is Song Xueman?"

"Brother Song? It's said in the group, it seems to be in class 30, the counselor is party secretary Jiang Shi, who seems to be under [-] years old, and the supervision is very strict." Xu Wenguan said.

Hearing this, Dong Yu breathed a sigh of relief, luckily he wasn't in the same class as Song Xueman.

Before returning to the dormitory, Song Xueman said that he hoped to be in the same class as Dongyu.

So Dong Yu planned to go to Song Xueman and gloat in front of him.

Dong Yu knocked on the door, and it was Song Xueman who opened the door.

Dong Yu knowingly asked, "Which class are you in?"

Song Xueman looked at him and said, "I just heard from them that you are in class [-], how about you?"

Dong Yu smiled smugly, he just wanted to see Song Xueman's dissatisfaction.

"I'm not in class thirteen," he laughed twice, "it's a pity."

Song Xueman pursed her thin lips and lowered her head, looking a little disappointed.

"I want to be in the same class as you, can I follow you?"

Dong Yu pretended to say: "No, the schools have already been divided. But it doesn't matter, we all have classes in the same college."

Song Xueman forced a smile and asked, "Which class are you in? It seems that the counselors in classes [-], [-], and [-] are all party secretaries, and they usually have classes together."

"Me? I'm..." Dong Yu's voice suddenly stopped, "Let's go to class together? Why?"

Song Xueman said: "Because there are not many teachers in the college, usually the classes led by the same counselor will go together."

Dong Yu: "..."

Song Xueman seemed to see through Dongyu's expression, and asked, "What class are you in?"

Dong Yu smacked his mouth numbly, "I haven't watched it yet, I'm leaving first."

Not long after returning to the dormitory, Song Xueman sent a message.

a Song: "It's nice to have class with you."

Dong Yu buried it on the pillow, and the tips of his ears felt a little hot.

We're just going to class together, so what's the point?

The author has something to say: Brother Song, gentleness is useless, you have to be a beast.

Thank you all for your input ha, love you guys!

I thought about it, and the number of words is almost the same, so I will probably enter v on Friday, and there will be a 24D stamp on that day, and I will stop drafting for a day on Thursday, but it will be updated at [-]:[-] that night.

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