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

His words are like an awl.

Song Xueman froze the curvature of the corner of her mouth, and slowly lowered her gaze.

"Don't you find it ridiculous?" Song Xueman asked flatly.

Song Xueman raised her hand, wiped the mark under her ear lightly, and said softly, "In Dongyu's eyes, you are just a friend. As long as you dare to take a wrong step, you and him can't even be friends."

The phone fell silent.

After a long time, Lu Cang said, "What about you?"

"Me?" Song Xueman chuckled, "I never intend to give him up to anyone."

"Oh?"

Song Xueman looked far away and landed on the basketball court.

Among the running figures, Dong Yu is still so eye-catching.

He is like a cold moon, hanging quietly in the sky, surrounded by countless shining stars.

He has no light himself, but he is the most dazzling one.

"Lu Cang, that matter is not your bargaining chip, but your deadliest threat. You have already crossed the line he has drawn for you in his heart."

There was no answer from the phone, Song Xueman raised the corners of her lips, and put down the phone.

The class bell rang and the basketball game was forced to end.

"Brother Dog, it's time for our cleaning to end, why don't you go back to class?" a boy said.

Dong Yu was so tired that he was almost paralyzed, and he sat on the ground back to back with Xu Wenguan.

"I can't do it anymore." Dong Yu shook his head and said.

"If you hit me again, I'll be useless." Xu Wenguan echoed.

The sixth child was a little better than them, panting unevenly, but barely able to stand on his feet.

As expected of a sports student, Xiao Gouzi didn't change his face. He glanced at Dongyu with disdain: "Is that what you are?"

Dong Yu said unconvinced: "What's wrong with me?"

"Weak chicken. Do you have muscles? Do you have abdominal muscles?" the puppy challenged.

Dong Yu became angry: "You are a weak chicken!"

Xu Wenguan chimed in: "Brother Dog, you can't use your strengths to despise others' weaknesses."

"Oh?" Xiaogouzi said disdainfully, "What are your strengths? Let's compare again?"

Xu Wenguan pretended to be powerful: "Brother Yu, just beat him! If he sings half as well as you, I'll give him my head as a football."

Dong Yu was angry, but just as he was about to speak, a hand suddenly stretched out in front of him.

The hand was a perfect work of art, with thin fingers and sharp knuckles.

"Get up." The boy's voice was like a gurgling stream, as clear as jade.

Dong Yu looked up, and Song Xueman leaned slightly. From his angle, he could see the tight muscles on his arms.

He remembered that Song Xueman still had abdominal muscles.

"..." Dong Yu was inexplicably upset.

Even though he was upset, he couldn't vent his anger on Song Xueman.

He put his dirty paws into Song Xueman's palm, and followed his strength to stand up.

Song Xueman turned to Xiaogouzi and said, "You play basketball well?"

Xiao Gouzi raised his chin proudly, "So-so, third in the world."

Song Xueman bent down to pick up the basketball and threw it towards the hoop.

With the movement of his shooting, the top was pulled up, revealing a white waist and abdomen, and the perfect muscle line extended below the waist of the trousers.

Dong Yu was silent for a moment, a little closed.

What did Song Xueman do when he was exercising?

Write songs, arrange music, play games.

"One-on-one with me?"

Xu Wenguan clenched his fists and shouted in cheers: "Brother Song is mighty! Defeat him from his strengths! Let him be ashamed! Let him know that there are others!"

The sixth child was a little worried. He walked up to Dong Yu and asked, "Can Brother Song know how to play basketball?"

Dong Yu nodded: "Yes."

"You?" Little Gouzi looked Song Xueman up and down, "Are you okay?"

Song Xueman chuckled and said, "You can't play professional games."

"Pfft ha ha ha!" Xu Wenguan laughed loudly, "Brother Song is so humorous."

Dong Yu and Lao Liu both looked confused: "?"

Xiao Gouzi sneered: "You mean, it's not enough to play professional games, but it's more than enough to beat me?"

"Oh." Dong Yu and the two suddenly realized that this was what they meant.

The students who were supposed to go to class stood by the basketball court and refused to leave when they heard that the two were going to be singled out.

"What do you do if you lose?" the little dog asked.

Song Xueman rolled up her cuffs, raised her eyes and smiled: "Help you chase Yang Xue?"

"Really?!" Xiao Gouzi was happy but doubtful, "Is he really Yang Xue's boyfriend?"

"No. If you lose, go and apologize to him."

"Then I will win!"

Song Xueman returned the phone to Dongyu and Lao Liu.

Song Xueman threw the ball to Xiaogouzi: "Come on, one ball determines the winner."

Xiao Gouzi bent over to dribble, and said with certainty: "It's just what I want!"

Song Xueman lowered her waist, ready to go.

Xiao Gouzi stepped back with his right foot, as if he was about to jump up and shoot directly.

Seeing this, Dong Yu frowned and said, "What kind of heads-up is this?"

Song Xueman was not in a hurry, and his footsteps never moved half a step.

The moment Xiaogouzi's feet were about to leave the ground, he broke through Song Xueman from the right and went straight to the basket!

"His shot is a fake!" Lao Liu exclaimed.

"I won." Xiaogouzi walked around Song Xueman and said proudly.

Just when he was about to take off for a layup, Song Xueman, who had never made a big move, unexpectedly hooked the basketball in Xiaogouzi's hand with a backhand at the very moment.

"Brilliant!"

"Brother Song is awesome! This layup is so handsome!"

The two actions were completed in an instant, and when the puppy reacted, the basketball had landed and made a "bang bang" sound.

The little dog's face was extremely stinky, and he said in a bad tone: "Do you know that my shooting is a fake?"

Song Xueman smiled and said, "When you were playing Dongyu, you took a few extra glances. If you shoot directly, you usually take off with your left foot first."

The little dog blushed: "Fuck!"

He didn't notice this himself.

Dong Yu was never worried that Song Xueman would lose from the very beginning, so he was not surprised at all at this time.

Song Xueman and Xiao Gouzi walked towards him together.

Xiao Gouzi scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, "I'm sorry, I blamed you wrongly."

Dong Yu doesn't care about this, he just doesn't like being called a "weak chicken".

Although he doesn't have abs, he still has muscles.

Song Xueman stared at Dongyu, then said to the puppy, "Who did you call weak?"

The little dog came to his senses immediately, and shook his head: "I'm talking nonsense, I just want to annoy you. I've been chasing Yang Xue for a year, and I don't want to be easily compared to others. I'm sorry."

He spoke the truth, and Dong Yu felt a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, I'm not mad at you."

"Zhang Shiyi! Are you still in class? Do you want to jump into the sky or into the ground?"

There was a roar from outside the basketball court, and the surrounding students scattered like birds and beasts.

"Brother Dog, your mother is here, let's go."

The little dog's face was ashen, and he yelled at the woman: "Don't call me a stupid nickname!"

The woman snorted, "I got [-] points in the history test, and I was the last one in the whole grade. How dare you make a request to me here?"

Xiao Gouzi hesitated to speak: "I'm not..."

He couldn't continue, and turned his head to give Xu Wenguan a hard look.

Xu Wenguan touched the tip of his nose, watching his nose and heart.

Before leaving, the little dog greeted several people, and finally said to Song Xueman: "Brother Song, I heard they call you Brother Song, and I will call you that in the future. Next time you are free, I will learn from you. You are not playing basketball, you are playing psychological warfare, which is too good."

Song Xueman did not refuse, nor did she speak.

It was only now that Dong Yu remembered the news from Lu Cang.

He turned on the phone and saw that Lu Cang had already made seven or eight calls, but Dong Yu thought the Weibo news was annoying, so he had already turned the phone to silent.

"I'll make a call." Dongyu said, stepped aside and dialed Lu Cang's number.

The phone rang twice and was connected.

"Hello?" Dong Yu asked.

"Winter fishing?"

"It's me, what's wrong?"

Lu Cang paused for a few seconds and asked, "Why did Song Xueman answer the phone just now?"

Dong Yu turned around in surprise, and found that Song Xueman had already walked behind him without knowing when.

Dong Yu told the truth: "I was playing basketball, and asked him to hold the phone for me."

"Didn't you break up?"

Lu Cang asked too directly, Song Xueman happened to be standing face to face with him, and Dongyu panicked involuntarily.

"Ah?" Dong Yu wanted to stay away, but was caught by Song Xueman as soon as he moved.

Song Xueman's eyes were gentle, and she whispered to him: "It's okay, just say whatever you want, I'll wait for you to finish."

Dong Yu nodded with a vague understanding, and replied, "It's a breakup."

Lu Cang seemed to sigh, "Everything said in the group is just to tease you. Dongyu, in your heart, can you really be friends after breaking up?"

Dong Yu felt a little heavy and didn't reply right away.

Lu Cang said again: "You have always divided everyone's position very clearly. Friends can only be friends and cannot become lovers. So, shouldn't lovers only be lovers? Can we be friends? Just like what He Yunbin said, what if he has some other purpose?"

The volume of the phone is not loud, Dong Yu is not sure if Song Xueman heard Lu Cang's words.

Dong Yu thought about this question.

So, he answered without thinking: "I want to try."

"Try?"

"Some things are hard to break after forming a habit."

Even though Dong Yu didn't want to admit it, he was indeed used to having Song Xueman by his side.

Over the past two years, Song Xueman has woven a pair of wings to firmly protect Dongyu.

He meets all Dongyu's needs and prepares everything silently for Dongyu. Once this habit is formed, it is difficult to get rid of it.

Dong Yu knew that Song Xueman approached him for another purpose, but he didn't want to know what Song Xueman's purpose was.

As long as they are friends, he doesn't care whether Song Xueman likes him or not.

He is used to Song Xueman's existence, and he doesn't have to worry about emotions, isn't it good?

Lu Cang understood what he meant, "What if his purpose is to get back together with you?"

Dong Yu was stunned for a second, then shifted his gaze to Song Xueman's face in a daze.

Song Xue's eyes were full of smiles, and she looked at herself rightly.

Dongyu never thought of this possibility.

Maybe it's not because I don't want to, but because I dare not think about it.

"There is no such possibility." Dong Yu said very simply.

"What if?" Lu Cang insisted.

Dong Yu's breathing became heavier, "There is no if."

What is the prerequisite for getting back together with yourself?

The premise is that Song Xueman likes herself, otherwise there is no need to do this.

Dong Yu knew very well that Song Xueman didn't like it, but was used to taking care of her, and was used to making her life seem watertight.

So, there is no such possibility.

Lu Cang laughed, "I know, it's just a test for you. It seems that you are quite upbeat and not reluctant to part with him."

Dong Yu let out an "um" in his throat.

"Is there anything else?" Dong Yu didn't want Song Xueman to wait too long.

"I'm coming to Dadong City in a few days, and I want to ask you out to play."

"Well, I'll contact you later."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Dong Yu calmed down, met Song Xueman's eyes again, and asked, "Do you want to tell me something?"

"Yes." Song Xueman nodded, "Let's go home tonight."

Before Dongyu could respond, Song Xueman continued: "The food outside is always not as clean as eating at home. I want to cook something delicious for you on weekends."

"Also, I kind of miss the game in the player's account." Song Xueman said.

Song Xueman got to the point.

Dong Yu's favorite game is an old-fashioned game disk, which cannot be played on the computer or mobile phone, so he hasn't played it for a long time.

He replied straight away: "Okay, go back tonight."

Xu Wenguan and Xu Wenguan of course raised their hands and feet in favor.

The four of them were too lazy to go shopping, so Song Xueman bought some vegetables online and delivered them directly to their home.

In the evening, Song Xueman cooked a table of meals and added two bottles of red wine for the four of them.

Dong Yu and Lao Liu are playing a game, and Lao Liu is not Dong Yu's opponent at all, and he screams when he loses.

After Song Xueman washed his hands, he sat next to Dongyu.

"We two play a game?"

"..." Dong Yu didn't want to play with him. Playing games with Song Xueman was simply asking for humiliation.

Song Xueman continued: "Just play one game."

"Okay." Dong Yu reluctantly agreed.

The sixth child handed the handle to Song Xueman, and said to him, "Brother Song, come on, let's do Dongyu!"

"..." Song Xueman's smile deepened.

Dong Yu smiled and said: "I have a good word from you!"

The two of them entered the character interface, maybe because they were not reconciled, Dong Yu chose the character he was best at.

What he didn't expect was that Song Xueman also chose the same role as before.

On the screen, the attacks of the characters come and go.

Dong Yu was surprised to find that his heart was still tightly tied to the character's life bar.

The bloodlines of both sides continued to decrease. At the last second, Dong Yu tried his best to launch the last set of attacks.

The blood volume of both sides was so low that it could no longer be seen, and the screen went dark.

Who's winning?Who's winning?

The game entered settlement, and Dong Yu saw his character portrait light up.

In contrast, Song Xueman's character portrait is grayed out.

"I won!" Dong Yu shouted excitedly.

For the first time in two years, he actually beat Song Xueman!

Song Xueman put down the handle, smiled helplessly and dotingly: "You won. Give me another second, and I will win."

Dong Yu smiled and said, "Every time I lost to you, I always thought so. Just give me another second, and I will definitely beat you. This time I finally won!"

Lao Liu and Xu Wenguan looked at him like idiots, maybe Dongyu had never won?

Dong Yu was so excited, if he was given a trumpet, he would want to shout out the window that he finally beat Song Xueman!

Thinking of this, he took out his phone and sent a message in a small group of several people.

Dongyu: "!!! I finally won!!!!!!!!!"

Song Xueman had a panoramic view of his actions, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Drink some wine to celebrate?"

Dong Yu said cheerfully: "Drink!"

After a few glasses of wine during the meal, Dong Yu became dizzy again.

Song Xueman asked Xu Wenguan to clean up the dishes, and then took Dongyu back to the room.

This is a set of three bedrooms, two master bedrooms and one second bedroom, each of which has its own bathroom.

Song Xueman explained: "Tonight you two will sleep in the master bedroom next door, and I will help Dongyu wash up and sleep in the second bedroom."

The two nodded: "ok."

Song Xueman turned back to the room, turned around and locked the lock.

He took a wet handkerchief from the bathroom and wiped Dong Yu's face.

Dong Yu leaned against the head of the bed, rubbing his stomach with a sad face.

Song Xueman couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?"

Dong Yu wasn't drunk enough to lose consciousness.

He looked at Song Xueman, then at himself, and said disappointedly, "I don't have abdominal muscles."

Song Xueman stopped moving.

A few seconds later, Dong Yu heard him say, "Then... do you want to touch it?"

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