Words First ABO

"Fuck! What the hell is this weather!"

It rained all day and all night, not only did the rain not weaken, but it got bigger and bigger, and it was useless to hold an umbrella.

Song Yao was drenched all over, shook his head irritably, threw the wet folding umbrella by the door, and entered the dormitory with two lunch boxes.

The other roommates didn't pass the computer test last year, so they went to the computer room to practice on the computer when there was no class. In the dormitory, only Bai Aize sat at the table reading a book, and asked without raising his head when he heard the sound: "Is there any stewed radish?"

"Yes, yes, the dishes our second son ordered must be brought here!" Song Yao angrily threw a lunch box in front of Bai Aize, "Here, yours."

There was some rain on the plastic box, and the water droplets splashed all over the table, Bai Aize tapped the table with his index finger: "Wipe dry."

"Damn! Young Master Bai, Second Young Master Bai," Song Yao rolled his eyes at him while taking off his shirt, "Our bet is only cooking, and you didn't say that you can order me as you like?"

Bai Aize closed the book in his hand: "You had a fever the night before yesterday, and you held onto my hand all night long."

Song Yao was a little guilty. He suffered a lot that night when he had a fever. Lao Bai took care of him all night and didn't sleep much. It was indeed hard work.But a man can never be humiliated, and an Alpha must not help another Alpha clean the table, so he puffed out his chest and said, "Anyway, this is not included in the bet!"

Bai Aize shrugged his shoulders: "Offset one day."

"Come on!" Song Yao immediately took out a few paper towels, and wiped the table diligently, "If you have any instructions, please tell me!"

It was almost evening when the defense meeting ended yesterday, and the evening training was stopped because of the rain. Shangchu thought that they were all free, so he proposed to invite them to have a meal. Since he came back from Xinyang, he still hasn’t been able to find time to sit down. Come down to drink some wine, so the three of them found a place to eat beef hot pot near the school.

Halfway through the meal, Shang Chu took the kettle to refill the hot water. Song Yao took the opportunity to glance at the bill, and with the drink bill, he spent a total of 320 yuan. He knew that Shang Chu was not rich now, and a hundred yuan was not a small burden. , so he asked Bai Aize in a low voice if he wanted to settle the bill while Ah Chu was not around, Bai Aize said no, Shang Chu would come to him later to borrow money.

Song Yaoxin said how could this be possible. According to his observation, the relationship between Lao Bai and Ah Chu is still quite stiff, and Ah Chu is such a face-saving person, it is impossible to ask Lao Bai to borrow money from anyone!At the beginning when Shang Lijun had such a big incident, Shang Chu couldn't talk to Bai Aize, let alone the money for a meal, so he waved his hand and said, "Are you kidding, Ah Chu asked me to borrow it, you treat it like me Is it dead?"

His tone was too natural, Bai Aize raised his eyebrows, and naturally thought of the matter that Shang Chu asked Song Yao for help but was unwilling to ask him. This matter has been stuck in his mind until now, so he took a sip of hot tea, He glanced at Song Yao lukewarmly: "Make a bet?"

"Just bet!" Song Yao slapped the table, shaking his head triumphantly, "What are you betting on? You're doomed!"

"The loser will fight for the winner for three days." Bai Aize said flatly.

"Three days? Is it too little?" Song Yaozhi gestured confidently, "Ten days!"

Bai Aize curled his lips: "I agree."

"Okay," Song Yao crossed his legs, and added, "Let's agree first, you win unless Ah Chu asks you to borrow money, and you lose if he pays the money himself or I pay the money." ah."

Bai Aize said "Yes" without any objection.

Shang Chu, who was picking up water in the self-service area, suddenly received a WeChat message from Bai Aize, asking him to help tease Song Yao, Shang Chu pondered for a while, and then replied a message.

[You can help me, you have to go on a date with me. 】

【Can. 】

Shang Chu put away his mobile phone, hugged the water bottle, and happily went back to the private room.

After eating, it was time to pay the bill. Song Yao took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code. Shang Chu hurriedly stopped him: "It's agreed, I'll treat you, don't make trouble!"

"All right, all right, come here." Song Yao was afraid of hurting his self-esteem, so he didn't fight him.

Shang Chu reached into his pocket to get the wallet, Song Yao winked at Bai Ai Ze, meaning that you are doomed, Bai Ai Ze didn't panic at all, and wiped the corner of his mouth with a tissue.

"Damn! Where's my wallet!" Shang Chu fumbled for the air in his pocket, then slapped his forehead, and said regretfully, "I didn't bring any money when I went out in a hurry. When I'm old, I don't remember things. Sure enough, after 20 years old, I don't remember anything." A hurdle..."

Song Yao froze for a moment, then took out his phone again: "I'll come, I'll come, I have money in my card."

"Don't!" Shang Chu snatched his mobile phone, "Yesterday your limited edition was ruined, I know you are distressed, how can I get you to pay today."

Song Yao said with a worried face: "It's okay, I'm fine, I'll come..."

"No way!" Shang Chu was very firm, "No way, it really won't work!"

Song Yao stretched out his arms to grab the phone: "It's okay, it's okay, I have money, I really have money, and it doesn't hurt to put Wanguan's wealth in my hands!"

"You can't do it. If you have money, why don't you use it for whoring or gambling?" Shang Chu righteously stopped his hand, "Ah Yao, you can't do it."

"Are you stupid?" Song Yao was already a little dizzy after drinking a few cups, but he was even more dizzy after being entangled by his rhetoric, "I don't fucking prostitute or gamble!"

"No, you can learn!" Shang Chu looked at Song Yao with the eyes of an old father looking at a silly son, and said bitterly, "Why don't you have any ambition?"

Song Yao scratched his head: "No, what are you talking about......"

"Let me do it," the two of them were arguing on one side of the table, and Bai Aize on the other side took out a few hundred-yuan bills from his wallet, and rang the bell to call the boss, "Pay the bill."

"I borrowed it," Shang Chu said with a playful smile, "In the account, I will pay you back when I get back."

"No rush." ​​Bai Aize stuffed the change back into the middle of the wallet.

"You, that's it." Song Yao pointed at Shang Chu in disbelief, and then turned to Bai Aize, "Did you ask him to borrow money?"

"Can't you?" Shang Chu acted frankly, without any twitching, "They are all my brothers, so you have to pay them back!"

Song Yao remembered that he raised the bet to ten days without shame just now, two lines of hot tears almost didn't roll down, and he asked aggrievedly, "Why didn't you ask me to borrow it!"

"Although you have a lot of money," Shang Chu patted him on the shoulder, "but your money should be spent where it should be spent, on your hobbies."

"Fuck you!" Song Yao patted the table, "I really don't want to whore or gamble!"

"Damn! You still want to whore and gamble?! You're promising!" Shang Chu got up angrily.

Song Yao was speechless: "It's not that you told me to go..."

"I mean I want you to spend the money to buy your limited edition!" Shang Chu smacked his lips insincerely, "What are you thinking about!"

Song Yao was completely dumbfounded, turned around and asked Bai Aize: "Is that what he meant?"

"I don't know," Bai Aize put away his wallet, smiled and said, "Ten days."

"Ten days is ten days, I'm so unlucky!" Song Yao cursed in a low voice, and out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Shang Chu making an "OK" gesture to Bai Aize, feeling that the two of them together made a gesture of him. Together, he frowned and asked, "What do you mean by comparing this to him?"

"You don't even understand this? You little idiot," Shang Chu shook three fingers, "How much is this?"

Song Yao got drunk, and his tone was a bit aggressive: "Three!"

"That's right! Three! Three plus a circle means 3Q!" Shang Chu continued, "thankyou understand? It's no wonder you can't pass level six. I'm just thanking him for lending me money to settle the bill. "

"You're welcome." Bai Aize nodded politely.

Shang Chu dragged Song Yao to follow Bai Aize. Song Yao, who can't drink well, said with a big tongue, "Is that why he gave you the money?"

"Are the limited edition sneakers your sweetheart?" Shang Chu asked.

"I like it." Song Yao nodded.

Shang Chu was persuasive: "So you don't feel bad when you spend money on sneakers, is that the reason?"

Song Yao hiccupped: "Yes!"

"Then he," Shang Chu raised his chin and pointed to Bai Aize who was walking in front, "His sweetheart is me, so it's not wrong to spend money on me, right?"

Song Yao understood, and suddenly realized: "I understand, I understand, I really understand."

Bai Aize paused, turned his head and looked at Shang Chu with a half-smile.

Shang Chu quickly explained: "I'm talking nonsense, I'm trying to coax a drunk, I'm talking nonsense, don't you mind?"

"Never mind." Bai Aize's eyes were a little teasing, "Why didn't I know that classmate Shang knew me so well, and even knew who my sweetheart was."

"Hi! Am I talking nonsense!" Shang Chu blinked and asked again, "Did I guess right by accident?"

Bai Aize raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

It was raining heavily outside, the three of them were under the eaves outside the hot pot restaurant, Song Yao was sitting on a bench, muttering some drunken words.

Shang Chu stretched out his palm to catch a handful of rainwater, and asked Bai Aize provocatively: "Why don't we exchange? I'll tell you who my sweetheart is, and you tell me who your sweetheart is, do you dare?"

Bai Aize looked at him quietly without saying a word.

Shang Chu snapped his fingers, and a drop of water splashed from his fingertips to the corner of Bai Aize's mouth. Shang Chu stared at the water stain, and said in an extremely arrogant tone, "Do you dare?"

Bai Aize pursed his lips, and sucked the drop of water into his light-colored lips.

Shangchu's Adam's apple moved up and down, his eyes moved up slowly, and looked into Bai Aize's eyes: "Okay, let me say first, my—"

"Let's go." Bai Aize opened the black long-handled umbrella, walked into the rain curtain.

"Second Young Master!" Shang Chu called him standing under the eaves, and asked with a laughing voice, "What's the matter, don't you dare to listen?"

Bai Aize stopped and turned around, and said calmly, "I have the answer."

"It's amazing," Shang Chu raised his voice, "I haven't even said it yet, how come you have the answer?"

"Guess." Bai Aize pursed his lips.

Through the dense water mist, Shang Chu couldn't quite see Bai Aize's expression at this time. His big and powerful hand was holding the umbrella handle, with distinct phalanges and slender knuckles; the huge raindrops hit the dark black umbrella surface, Immediately "snap" to splash.

Shang Chu felt that the rain was naughty enough, just like dancing, just like his beating heart in his chest at this moment was also naughty enough.

"How do you know that you guessed right?" He asked Bai Aize.

"Then how do you know?" Bai Aize gently turned the handle of the umbrella, "I don't guess right?"

Shang Chu chuckled, and stretched out two fingers to him: "Twice."

"Huh?" Bai Aize tilted his head slightly.

"You owe me two dates."

Shang Chu's two fingers were bent, like a small hook with soft hair, the hook made Bai Aize's palm itch.

"Remember." Bai Aize replied, turned around and walked into the rain.

"Twice? What two times?" Song Yao stretched his legs and wailed, "Twenty times! Twenty times! A total of ten days, two meals a day, a total of twenty times!"

Shang Chu turned his head helplessly: "...Okay, sir, hurry back."

"On the way back, I saw someone posting something on the bulletin board," Song Yao said while gnawing on ribs, "But it was raining so fucking hard, so I didn't look carefully."

Bai Aize picked out the diced shallots from the stewed radish bit by bit: "It should be ranked."

"Internship defense? So fast?" Song Yao took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and opened the webpage of the Academic Affairs Office. "Who will read this bad weather post? It's amazing to watch the electronic version online..."

"Not necessarily." Bai Aize turned his head and looked out the window, but it was raining and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Song Yao found the latest notice, clicked on the attached excel form, and shouted overjoyedly: "I rely on the three of us to rank in the top three! I am No.3, and you are..."

Snapped--

Suddenly there was a sound from the window, Song Yao was startled, and muttered, "There won't be any hailstones, will it?"

Bai Aize didn't pay much attention to it, after picking the minced green onion, he concentrated on picking the minced ginger.

Then there was another louder "bang——"

"Fuck!" Song Yao heard it, "Which idiot is smashing the window down there!"

He suddenly opened the window to look, and was splashed by the rain, and after three poohs, he found that it was Shang Chu standing downstairs, holding an umbrella and saying something to him, Song Yao only saw his lips opening and closing Yes, but I can't hear you clearly.

"Ah Chu? What are you doing down there?" Song Yao asked.

Bai Aize put down his chopsticks, got up and walked to the window, Shang Chu saw Bai Aize's eyes lit up, raised his head and shouted at him: "Look—"

"What did he say?" Song Yao asked.

Bai Aize shook his head, the rain was so heavy that he couldn't hear clearly.

The rain hit Shang Chu's face from the raised edge of the umbrella, slid along his delicate mandibular line to his chin, and then sank into the collarbone along the line of his neck.

Shang Chu raised his hand to wipe his face, put the umbrella between one ear and shoulder, and brought his hands to his mouth: "Come—see the name—"

"What is it?" Song Yao was puzzled.

"He told me to go down." Bai Aize smiled lightly.

Song Yao asked: "You heard all of this—"

Before he finished speaking, Bai Aize had already ran out of the dormitory.

Song Yao blinked, and Shang Chu under the window waved at him, and he shook his hand too, and slowly closed the window.

Before the two windows were completely closed, he saw Ah Chu rotating his umbrella downstairs through the gap in the iron fence, and the rain was splashing layer by layer like flower petals, as if he was very happy.

He didn't know why, but his throat suddenly felt a little congested. He immediately closed the window latch, sat back at the table and stuffed a big mouthful of rice into his mouth, guessing it must be because of the bad weather.

The first time he ran into Laobai and Ah Chu was also rainy, and this time it was also rainy. Rainy days are just bad, he hates rainy days, it's very annoying.

He swallowed the white rice in his mouth with difficulty, picked up the biggest piece of white radish from Bai Ai Ze's bowl, and thought that Lao Bai left him to play with Ah Chu, so he stole a piece of radish from Lao Bai, and after eating the radish, he felt in a good mood Enough.

Song Yao thought about it for a while and thought it was pretty good, so he took another braised lion's head from Bai Aize's bowl.

"What's wrong? My lion head is going to be cold." Bai Aize asked.

"The list is released," Shang Chu stepped on the small puddle and pointed to the bulletin board on the opposite building, "Let's go and see it together!"

Underneath he was wearing a pair of cropped sweatpants and a pair of plastic slippers, his feet were soaked, Bai Aize looked at his calves exposed in the rain, and frowned slightly: "You can do it online..."

"Let's go!" Shang Chu stretched out his hand to give him a hand.

Seeing his excited look, Bai Aize was not afraid of being drenched in the rain, his eyes were clear, and somehow he turned around when he was about to say: "Well, let's go."

Shang Chu was walking in the rain with his slippers, making crackling noises all the way, Bai Aize wondered why he was wearing so little, and worried whether he knew he would dry his feet when he went back, and it would be better to soak them in a basin of hot water Suddenly, a person got under his umbrella, and his cold arm clung to his arm.

"Don't you have an umbrella?" Bai Aize asked.

"It's broken." Shang Chu opened his eyes and said nonsense, "It suddenly broke down while walking, so you can cover it up for me a little bit, don't you mind?"

Bai Aize shook his head, and said helplessly, "What if I say you mind?"

"You have to endure the hard work." Shang Chu smiled heartlessly, "It's almost here!"

Bai Aize sighed inwardly, and calmly tilted the umbrella towards Shang Chu.

After entering the teaching building, and walking a few more steps, there is a bulletin board where he was moved into the hall to shelter from the rain. Shang Chu suddenly grabbed him: "Guess who is No.1?"

Bai Aize put away the umbrella and asked him back, "Guess who?"

"I guess—" Shang Chu smiled and did not answer, but instead said, "Make a bet, do you dare?"

Bai Aize raised his eyelids with interest: "What bet?"

"Just bet on who is No.1, I guess it's me." Shang Chu stared into his eyes.

"What about the bet?" Bai Aize asked.

"If I win, you answer me a question." Shang Chu said with a smile.

Bai Aize thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Deal."

Shang Chu walked to the bulletin board, looked up at the latest list, and when his eyes slowly approached the top name, his heartbeat suddenly increased——

No.8, Wu Yingcheng; No.7, Gubei...No.4, Jiang Xuecheng; No.3, Song Yao.

Shang Chu closed his eyes and opened them again.

"No.1," he paused, and read the name softly, "Shang Chu."

There was no surprise on Bai Aize's expression, he quietly looked at Shang Chu's back.

Shang Chu let out a sigh of relief, turned his head and smiled at Bai Aize, "I won."

Bai Aize narrowed his eyes slightly, put his arms around his chest, leaned against the wall and asked, "What's the question?"

"Your answer." There was a bit of cunning in Shang Chu's eyes, "I guessed your sweetheart at the hot pot restaurant yesterday, was it right?"

Bai Aize's eyes flickered, and his thumb gently rubbed the pulp of his index finger.

"Is that right?" Shang Chu asked again.

Bai Aize pondered for a moment, then gave an ambiguous answer: "Guess."

"What kind of answer is this?" Shang Chu frowned.

Bai Aize shrugged his shoulders: "This is my answer."

"Cut—" Shang Chu snorted, waved his hand and said, "It's boring."

He bent down to pick up the umbrella and shook it, just about to open the umbrella and leave, but Bai Aize stopped him: "Wait."

Shang Chu turned his head: "Why?"

"It was your bet just now," Bai Aize stood up straight, "Student Shang hasn't fulfilled my bet yet."

Shang Chu raised his eyebrows: "Didn't I win?"

"My No.1 guess is also you," Bai Aize said, "I won too."

Shang Chu didn't expect that he would play tricks, so he curled his lips and said, "Okay, then what do you want?"

"A kiss." Bai Aize looked into his eyes with a low voice.

"What?" Shang Chu was disturbed by the sound of rain and couldn't hear clearly, "What—— um..."

Bai Aize stretched out his hand to grab his arm, and pulled it towards him violently, Shang Chu bumped into him unexpectedly, then Bai Aize pinched Shang Chu's chin with one hand, lowered his head and bit his crimson lips.

Shang Chu flicked his wrist, and the folding umbrella in his hand fell to the ground.

"Wow—"

The pouring rain poured down.