Fairy, give back my grandfather

11

When Duan Chenghurrah returned to the dormitory, there was always a kind of sadness of the vicissitudes of time.

He just...seemed to have made a bold confession, didn't he?

Duan Cheng thought: ":)..."

Mo Piao was lying on the bed, but when he heard Duan Cheng came back, he immediately got up, took out his small leather whip and handed it to Duan Cheng.

Mo Piao: Duan Cheng, I'm sorry!Hit me!If you beat me to death, I won't say a word!

Duan Cheng:?

Seeing him look at him with an expression of "I haven't read a book, can you talk to me in human language", Mo Piao gritted his teeth and said: Last time the tape of your Vajra Gourd Baby...I changed it. .

Duan Cheng:? ...! ! ! !

Mo Piao didn't dare to look up, feeling extremely guilty: I drank too much at the bar that night, and then my mind was not clear.You also know that I like to tidy up things when I drink too much. You threw me on the desk and fetched water for me that day. I was in a mess, so I pulled out your tape...

Mo Piao wanted to cry without tears, his head almost fell into the floor. He accidentally found this tape when he was looking for shoes under the bed today. After playing it, he realized that it was Duan Cheng's intention to confess.

Who is free to throw their carefully prepared tapes at the foot of the bed?It's Mo Piao's good deed to think about it with his knees.

Duan Cheng listened to everything calmly, and finally picked up the whip.

Mo Piao: Wait.

Duan Cheng: What to do?

Mo Piao: Can we stop slapping our faces?

Duan Cheng: All right, then you choose a place.

Mo Piao looked at his whole body and felt pain everywhere, so he touched his nose and sent his buttocks over.

Duan Cheng pressed the corner of his mouth: decided?

Mo Piao: Yes.

Duan Cheng raised his whip...

Finally a pat on the back.

Mo Piao:?

Duan Cheng chuckled, pulled him up, and caught sight of his roommate's red eye sockets.

Duan Cheng: After the fight, no more drinking like that in the future.

There is often no need to say too much between men, one look will make it clear Mo Piao rubbed his eyes, nodded, and agreed.

Duan Cheng: But I still find it strange that you were so drunk that day that you didn't vomit.

Mo Piao's hands stiffened for a moment, his eyes were in a trance, as if he remembered something, but he didn't want to say more.

The past is generally unbearable.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Duan Cheng didn't ask any more questions, and sat back on the desk to prepare for the department's interview two days later.

However, today I really confessed my love to the male god! ! ! ! !

Duan Cheng was both happy and terrified, he covered his face with his notebook and laughed out loud.

12

On this day, Duan Cheng was reading a manuscript in the dormitory when an unexpected accident happened.

Originally, he was going to interview a teacher, but another classmate in the department who had an interview task had other things temporarily and asked him to change the interview.

The manuscripts were all prepared, but the people were different. Duan Cheng felt that it was easy to do, so he nodded.

Then he almost bit his tongue off when he knew who he was going to interview.

In the column of the interviewer, the three characters "Qi Songlin" are prominently written.

Duan Cheng said: ...

I just finished confessing, so I have to be alone in a room, classmate, can you tell me that you have no hatred with me?

The classmate looked at Duan Cheng's face and thought he had regretted it: Isn't it inconvenient?

Duan Cheng closed the notebook and shook his head: It's nothing, leave it to me.

The classmate thanked him and left, leaving Duan Cheng alone trembling with joy.

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At noon, Duan Cheng rushed to the designated classroom.

As he passed the long corridor, his pace gradually slowed down, leaning on the wall with one hand, staring blankly at the people in the open area at the end of the corridor.

Qi Songlin half-kneeled on the ground, his knees didn't touch the ground, and his slender fingers were scratching the big golden hair in front of him.

The golden retriever raised its head, squatted obediently, and seemed to be gurgling in enjoyment from its throat. The dark golden hair seemed full of vitality in the barrenness.

Duan Cheng licked the corner of his lips, approached unconsciously, and when he approached again, the figure reflected in his eyes became clearer and clearer. Qi Songlin looked at the small animals with gentle eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to melt the cold winter. snow.

Damn, so handsome!

Duan Cheng watched, his ears turned red.

After a while, the golden retriever moved, turned around and started to play happily, shouting and jumping to meet a person's footsteps, and brought him to Qi Songlin.

Duan Cheng accidentally bit the root of his tongue and hissed.

Mo Piao appeared out of nowhere, put his arm on Duan Cheng's back, and asked him, "What are you doing?"

Duan Cheng's tongue hurt, a tear came out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't speak, so he pointed to the front.

Mo Piao followed his gaze, saw Qi Songlin, and saw a man with his back to them, and with that crystal clear, expressive tear, he couldn't help but click his tongue a few times.

Mo Piao: What a good man, everyone is vying for it, it shows that you have good vision.

Duan Cheng: ……………

Didn't he mean it?

The golden retriever was still wandering around the two of them, for some reason, it turned its gaze to the two on the promenade, and its eyes suddenly shone.

Duan Cheng who was being watched: ...

Mo Piao, who was also being watched: ...

The golden retriever yelled at them, and rushed over like a joy.

Duan Cheng and Mo Piao:? ! ? ! ? ! ? ! ? ! ? ! ? ! ? !

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Duan Cheng's brain can always react at critical moments, he pushed Mo Piao's hand away, and pushed him to the other side, so the golden retriever would always get tangled up.

What a joke, my golden retriever brother is something you and other humans can play with?

The adult big golden retriever didn't hesitate at all, with four legs spread out and tongue sticking out, with a clear goal.

Mo Piao was thrown to the ground, drooling all over his face.

Mo Piao: Duan Cheng, your uncle!Don't forget the rich and the noble as promised?

Duan Cheng: ...

He really didn't mean that.Also, the dog seems to be running towards you.

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When Qi Songlin and Qi Songchen ran over, the golden retriever was squatting aside, wagging its tail to ask its master for credit.

Duan Cheng squatted beside Mo Piao, took toilet paper from his pocket to help his roommate wipe the saliva.

Qi Songlin frowned, knelt down and pinched Duan Cheng's chin, forcing him to look at him, "Are you hurt?"

Duan Cheng was slightly startled, seeing the face of the male god so close at hand and the sudden care, his attention, which should have been entangled in posture, fell on the beauty again.

Facing the dog food, Mo Piao, whose face was licked with saliva, complained and cursed in his heart, "You two, there are really dogs here, and you should take responsibility for caring for animals, okay?"In addition, is this really the action that a confession failure should have?

To your uncle!

When Mo Piao was shaking his teeth in anger, there was another person beside him, who supported him.

Qi Songchen frowned: Did the fall hurt?

Mo Piao tilted his head, and the "it's okay" that came to his mouth was swallowed back after he saw the man's face clearly. He opened and closed his mouth, which was absolutely typical of dementia.

Why is he here?Oh shit!Oh shit!Oh shit! ! ! ! !

Looking at Mo Piao's appearance, Qi Songchen knew that he was not only fine, but also remembered himself, and the doting smile on his lips deepened.

Mo Piao twitched the corners of his mouth, brother, don't laugh like that, I'm afraid.

The golden retriever behind him tilted his head, moved over and bit the corner of Mo Piao's clothes, rubbing against him covered in dog hair.

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Golden Retriever: Mom!