What about the food you owe me?

Although White Ghost and Snow God lived in the same hotel, the floors were far apart, so they parted ways soon.

The white ghost took a long bath, he lived in a deluxe room, and the bathtub had a massage function, which he just used to relax his body.

In fact, he lived on this floor quite a lot to participate in offline singing and dancing meetings, etc. Generally speaking, the people who are invited to participate will book hotels uniformly by the organizers, and most of the hosts will book single rooms, or Let people with good relations live in a double room together, but if you are willing to pay more, you can also pay the difference and live in a higher-level room.

The white ghost doesn't want to treat himself badly, even if he only stays for a day, he still wants to live comfortably.The sleeping environment is very important. If the environment is not good, it will naturally affect the quality of sleep and lead to poor energy the next day.

But Snow God only lived in a single room provided by the organizer.

Although Xueshen is a well-known game anchor, the money he earns from live broadcasting games is enough to live in a luxury room every day, but because of his family education, he usually lives frugally, and he thinks that sleeping is just a matter of a bed, so Arranged with the host.

After taking a shower and drying his hair, he changed into the pajamas he brought, lay on the soft double bed, and was about to send WeChat messages to harass Snow God.

Before I could decide what to send, I heard the doorbell ring.He was slightly taken aback, and quickly realized the identity of the visitor.

He gave a low laugh, got up and put on his slippers, walked quickly to the door and opened the door to an opening just enough for one person to pass through.

He held the door with one hand, and leaned against the wall with the other, blocking the passage with his own body.

"What time is it? Are you still asleep? Do you want to..." He paused slightly, as if he had remembered something, swallowed the original words abruptly, and said, "What do you want me for?"

"I have something to do with you, don't block the door, let me in."

The white ghost was pushed down his chest by a snow-white hand, but he didn't resist, and obediently moved out of the way to let him in.

"Tsk, it's really a deluxe room, it's at least twice the size of mine." Snow God looked at the furnishings in the room, and sat down on the white ghost's bed without any hesitation.

Seeing his movements, the white ghost subconsciously wanted to say something, but he held back, "You can obviously live in a deluxe room with extra money."

"No, why do I live so well for just one night?" He glanced at Bai Gui, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and asked casually, "What did you want to say just now?"

"It's nothing, just some useless nonsense." The white ghost then closed the door, walked to the sofa near the bed and sat down.

Snow God glanced at him, "Nine out of ten sentences of yours are nonsense?"

"...It's not that exaggerated, is it?"

Xueshen smiled, "You can say it again with your own conscience?"

Hearing the words, the white ghost really raised his right hand to touch his heart, and then said sincerely: "I think every word I said is very reasonable."

Snow God shook his head, completely overwhelmed by his thick skin.

"So..." The white ghost rolled his eyes, "What did you come to see me for?"

Snow God smiled, "This is the second time you've asked me what I'm here for."

The white ghost raised his eyebrows, "Should I know the answer?"

"No, but..." Snow God rested his elbows on his legs and looked at the white ghost with his cheeks propped up, "Don't you think what you said is too normal?"

The white ghost was startled, and a thought appeared in his head, "Normal?"

Xueshen coughed dryly, his cheeks flushed slightly, as if embarrassed, "Aren't you usually good at talking? Think about what you have said since I found you?" Annoyed.

If it was a white ghost who always stirs up the atmosphere, why would he bring it up now?

In the past, he might have said it as a joke, not like now...

Snow God scratched his hair a little irritably, "Aren't you good at talking during the day? Aren't you a chatterbox?"

They haven't seen each other for more than half a year, and the atmosphere of being alone for the first time must be so... so...

Xueshen didn't know what words he wanted to answer for a while, as if what he said was not quite right.

"What can I say?" The white ghost was slightly stunned, and blurted out, "You came to look for me instead of in your room in the middle of the night. Do you want to sleep with me... something like this?"

Snow God coughed heavily, turned his face away, "I didn't say that."

The White Ghost carefully observed Snow God's expression. For some reason, he seemed to see a little anger, embarrassment, and... shyness on Snow God's face?

What is he shy about?

The white ghost was a little confused.

Seeing his dumbfounded expression, Snow God became even more ashamed, "Why do you look at me like that?"

"I..." Bai Gui suddenly felt that his brain was not enough, "What do I think of you?"

"..." Xueshen slumped his shoulders, "Forget it, I'm going back to sleep." After speaking, he stood up abruptly, and hurriedly walked towards the door with slightly chaotic footsteps.

The white ghost was stunned for a moment, and the thought in his mind became stronger, "Wait a minute." He also got up immediately, followed quickly and grabbed Snow God's wrist.

Snow God's wrist was slender, with almost no flesh, and the white ghost could feel his bones with a little force.

Being held by the hand, Snow God's first reaction was—why are they acting like an idol drama? ? ?

Snow God was shocked by his own thoughts.

But the white ghost didn't think much about it. In fact, there was only one thought left in his head, other than that it was completely blank.

He wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

What if he thinks wrong?

Snow God, who hadn't waited for the white ghost to speak, turned his head, his eyes turned aside, and his lips pursed unconsciously, "Can't you... treat me like someone else?"

Hearing this, the white ghost was shocked violently.

Snow God whispered: "I can't be treated differently just because I'm crooked...You are clearly discriminating."

"I..." The white ghost's voice was slightly hoarse, "I'm not discriminating, I just want to abide by the principle..."

In fact, when facing Snow God, he would always suppress some words that he could say naturally, and rethink some more common words.

He held back very hard.

Especially when facing Snow God, the feeling of aggrieved is even worse.

Snow God mustered up his courage, and set his eyes on the white ghost, "Can't you break the principle for me?"

The white ghost's body froze completely.

The most important sentence has already been said, Xueshen simply smashed the jar, turned around and faced the white ghost, looking straight into the white ghost's eyes, waiting for his answer.

After a long time, the white ghost finally found his voice, "I..."

Just at this time, the white ghost's cell phone rang, breaking the weird atmosphere in the room.

The white ghost came back to his senses, only then did he realize that in fact, his WeChat had been notifying him of new news just now, but he had no time to pay attention to it.

Since the other party called directly, it was probably urgent.

The courage that Xueshen finally gathered was immediately dispelled by the ringtone. He broke free from the white ghost's hand, turned his face away again, "You answer the phone first."

The white ghost looked at him, hesitating as if he wanted to say something.

Although Xueshen couldn't see his expression, he could guess his thoughts, "Don't worry, I'll wait for you to finish." He turned his back to the white ghost, "I'll go outside to avoid it, you answer the phone first. "

After speaking, Snow God left without looking back.

One second before closing the door, he heard the white ghost yell "Xiao Hei" after answering the phone.

Leaning against the wall, Snow God unconsciously clenched his fists.

Blackie, nigger.

The person who spent five years being admitted to Shengge for the sake of the white ghost.

The man who made white ghosts treat gays differently from now on.

The man who likes white ghosts.

The author has something to say:

... Cough, I agreed that there should be only one chapter, but I found out that I haven't finished writing it at all... [Guilt Heart]

I didn't expect it to end up like this? ? ?White ghost, white ghost, what's wrong with you, white ghost?How can Snow God speak when you are so reticent? ? ?Are you not very talkative during the day? ? ? ?

I originally thought that Xueshen would be blushing and a little coy to tell the white ghost not to treat him differently because he is crooked, which made him feel that he was not considered a friend by the white ghost... It turned out that it would be like this Development, I didn't expect two people to be... talking about this matter in such a serious way

The black ghost's phone call came at a very high time. If I were the snow god... I would probably go back to the room without looking back. I would never care about the white ghost calling from behind, but the snow god I'm much better~ much braver~

To be honest, the last few lines of Snow God's psychological activities... really make me feel very bad...

As an aside, the article mentioned in the last chapter has already been posted and finished~ If you are interested, you can go to "City Law"~ I don't know why I can't find the title of the book, so you can read it in my personal column a moment ~