mandatory agreement

Diss's restaurant is not cheap, but Wei Ze has had a big meal before, in comparison, of course he can feel the gap.

After all, Zhou Xing didn't know how to talk sweetly. They were sitting in the lobby. Although there was a partition, they could still hear the loud commotion not far away. The dishes were also ordinary, not amazing and delicious.

The two of them had a moderate meal, and Zhou Xing showed his bracelet. Because of his higher grade, the restaurant gave him a [-]% discount.

This wasn't the first time the two of them came here to eat. In the past, this kind of behavior made Wei Ze proud, but today he felt disgusted for the first time.

——If Zhou Xing had enough money, he didn't need to take advantage of this [-]% discount at all.

Wei Ze's eyes fell on the flowers at hand again, he finally found an outlet to vent his anger, and said calmly: "The flowers are not fresh at all, the edges of the petals are wrinkled."

"It's been stored in the flower shop for half a day, no matter how fresh the flowers are, they won't be fresh."

Zhou Xing turned back, looking at Wei Ze's stunned face, he felt a little relieved in his heart.He is not a fool, at least he has the most basic ability to judge. He didn't believe a word Wei Ze said to him at the school gate just now.

He knew Weiser was lying to him, but he didn't want to imagine the worst, he didn't want to screw up their Valentine's Day.

Wei Ze's chest heaved violently a few times, but he turned his face away and did not speak again.

Zhou Xing saw it, and his heart became colder. According to Wei Ze's character, if he chooses to settle down, it will only prove that he is guilty and lying.

"Let's go, let's make room for the people behind."

Zhou Xing said something casually, and walked straight out. He walked dozens of steps, but he didn't hear footsteps behind him. He clenched his hands, but still couldn't help looking back. Wei Ze really He was still standing by the table with his head down, unable to see clearly.

Zhou Xing's heart was sore and bitter, he was full of anger, but also full of tenderness - he strode back, put his arm around Wei Ze's shoulder, and said softly: "Don't be dazed, let's go back together Bar."

Wei Ze's long eyelashes blinked, stained with a little water, he obediently followed Zhou Xing out of the restaurant, stopped again, sobbed and said, "I thought you were going to abandon me."

"What are you thinking?" Zhou Xing raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and rubbed Wei Ze's hair, "I'm just a little angry, who told you to hang up on me at noon."

"I was eating with my uncle at that time, so it was really inconvenient to pick him up."

"Yeah, I see," Zhou Xing was extremely tired, but he tried his best, "Let's go back, the dormitory will be inspected soon."

"Zhou Xing." Wei Ze raised his head and looked at Zhou Xing's charming face. He couldn't confess what he did today, and finally he could only say, "I love you."

"I love you too."

This was probably Zhou Xing's most perfunctory response, but he still hugged Wei Ze tightly, and then found Wei Ze's body shaking a little.

"Is it cold?" Zhou Xing didn't wait for Wei Ze's answer, he took off his coat and put it on the other's shoulders, and stopped another taxi.

The two got into the car, and Zhou Xing reported the address. The driver couldn't help but turned his head and said, "It's only 800 meters, and we can walk there."

"I can't walk, please."

Zhou Xing directly hugged him, Wei Ze peeked at him for a while, but he was still reluctant in his heart.

The dorms of Zhou Xing and Wei Ze are in different dormitory buildings. He sent each other downstairs first, then changed direction and went back to his own dormitory.

After taking a shower and going to bed, he didn't realize until he closed his eyes that the bouquet of roses was abandoned in the dining room.

— Weiser didn't hold it at the time, and he probably didn't want it.

Zhou Xing sighed, pulled up the quilt, and stopped thinking about it.

--

"Sir, your roses have arrived."

Sara's mechanical voice was full of joy and teasing. It directed the automatic transmission device, and sent the stale bouquet of roses to Lu Zheng's workbench on a tray.

Lu Zheng was drawing on the digital board. He sneaked a glance and said, "Make dried flowers and store them in the warehouse."

"Okay, sir."

"Come and see my painting."

"Yes."

As an artificial intelligence, Sara has a rich language library and can praise its master-it has done so in the past.

But when it "sees" the painting, it freezes for 0.1 seconds.

"How about it?"

"You draw beautifully."

"It's because he was pretty."

Lu Zheng picked up the soup at hand, and drank a large bowl without changing his expression. The drawing on the computer had reached the final stage of coloring, and it looked impressively like Zhou Xing.

In the picture, Zhou Xing is holding a large bouquet of roses and standing under the shade of a tree. He is cramped and nervous. He is waiting for his lover to come downstairs, but he doesn't know that his lover is having an affair with another man.

"Ah--"

Lu Zheng laughed shortly, his throat tightened, and he began to cough violently.

"gentlemen--"

"Go and bring me another bowl of medicine."

"doctor--"

"prohibit."

"Okay, sir."

Lu Zheng randomly grabbed a few tissues and pressed them to his lips. After a while, he put down his hand, and the tissues were stained with scarlet blood.

Hot water, potions, towels, and a cat doll were promptly delivered by a mechanical delivery device.

Lu Zheng drank the medicine, poured two cups of hot water, wiped his cheeks and hands with a wet towel, his eyes fell on the cat doll, and he asked knowingly, "Why did you bring it here?"

"Let Xiao Hei accompany you."

"It's dead, no matter how similar this cat doll is, it's not it."

After Lu Zheng finished speaking, he picked up the doll, put it on his lap, and touched it.