Forced to call scumbags brothers and sisters [Transmigration Book]

The surroundings froze for a few seconds, looked at each other, and finally someone couldn't help asking: "Squad leader, what is the difference between the strict sense and the non-strict sense?"

"Yeah, to be clear, I'm so curious."

A group of people had gossip in their eyes, and Yan Zhou also looked towards Xie Yao.

On the one hand, Xie Yao was a little dizzy from drinking, but on the other hand, he felt that he couldn't explain clearly, so he lowered his head, silently staring at the wine glass, watching the white foam floating on it.

His thinking is almost the same as this bubble now, and if he goes back and explores a little bit, he can hardly grasp the most direct intention of saying this at that time.

It doesn't matter if you want to be honest, or you want to get someone's attention.

In short, it would have been unnecessary to make things so troublesome.

Others thought he was trying to trick him, so they urged him on.

Gu Jiayang suddenly remembered something: "Squad leader, you don't mean indirect kissing, right? That doesn't count. I always borrow Zhao Jin's water cup to drink water."

His words brought back Xie Yao's memories of something.

Xie Yao raised his eyes, and inadvertently met Yan Zhou's glance, and the two of them quickly looked away as if they had telepathy.

Thinking about it carefully, Yan Zhou actually drank the water bottle swap last time.

Zhao Jin followed Gu Jiayang's words and continued: "Yes, what kind of kiss is that, if it counts, I will silence Gu Jiayang now."

"It's meaningless to include that in it, monitor, don't you think?"

People around laughed.

Xie Yao was also happy, and casually said: "It's not that..."

As soon as these words came out, several people slowly raised question marks and looked at Xie Yao one after another.

Xie Yao didn't want to explain any more, he shook off the froth on the beer, took a small sip, and his attitude of closing the wheat was very clear.

The others had no choice but to hold back the thoughts of the gossip learner silently.

A group of people packed up their things and planned to leave. Xie Yao ran to the front desk to look for his aunt, and found that she was not there, so he asked the others to go back first, and waited by the counter for a while.

After sending a WeChat message to his aunt, he did not receive any news for a long time.

It was embarrassing for so many people to eat a meal for nothing. He asked the girl at the counter for the receipt of this table of dishes, settled the bill, and put the money down.

When he went out, he found that Yan Zhou was still waiting for him at the door.

Xie Yao asked nonsense: "Wait for me?"

Yan Zhou gave a "hmm" and explained, "Anyway, it's on the way."

Xie Yao took out his phone and looked at the time: "Why don't you go back first, I'm a bit full and want to go for a walk, otherwise I won't be able to sleep well when I go back."

He was still a little drunk, and there was a sense of slow stickiness in his speech.

Xie Yao rubbed his temples, only to hear Yan Zhou say: "I'll accompany you?"

Xie Yao was silent for a while and did not refuse.

He wasn't very familiar with the roads around here, so he wanted to turn into the next street, but was stopped by Yan Zhou: "This direction is reversed."

He glanced at Yan Zhou blankly and asked, "Then where are we going?"

Yan Zhou thought for a moment, then lifted his chin towards the west: "There is a park over there, open at night."

Xie Yao nodded.

His steps were a little hurried, he walked ahead alone, and Yan Zhou followed behind him.

Because the barbecue shop is not in the city center, and the nearby infrastructure buildings are not complete. There is only one light on the street after a long distance, and there are a group of low houses next to it.

They entered a winding alley.

Xie Yao walked in front for a while, then suddenly turned around and asked, "Is this direction right?"

Yan Zhou has adapted to Xie Yao who is completely drunk and slightly drunk, and knowing that he is still conscious at the moment, he replied: "That's right."

Xie Yao stopped suddenly: "You didn't lie to me, did you? Why do you feel that there is no way ahead?"

Yan Zhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Yes, trust me."

Xie Yao nodded, walked for a while, and saw a little bit of light at the entrance of the alley.

Most of the summer has passed, a gust of refreshing wind blows through the alley, and Xie Yao's clothes around the waist are lifted by a corner, as if a leaf has gently caressed it.

The surroundings are quiet, only a few sparrows in the distance, perhaps because of the proximity to the park.

Xie Yao suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar.

He couldn't help standing still, took a slow breath, and then turned to look at Yan Zhou.

The fine hair on Yan Zhou's forehead was blown up by the wind, covering his eyebrows, and there was a gentle light flickering in his eyes looking at him.

Xie Yao opened his mouth, but said something nonsensical: "I'm afraid of hitting the wall."

Yan Zhou was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood.

He was just about to remind the drunk that he could walk straight out without bumping into the wall, but Xie Yao said again: "Can you hold me?"

The tone of voice prolongs, but does not rise.

It's like a determined tone.

In the dream, Yan Zhou held him back without hesitation.

And in reality.

In reality, Xie Yao has already felt the warmth of his palm.

From the body temperature of another person, someone caught his heart.

A little hot, like a ray of fire that can start a prairie fire.

Neither of them spoke, they walked forward holding hands.

Well, I seem to be self-willed by drinking, Xie Yaoxin said.

Although it was the first time to hold hands completely, Xie Yao felt a very familiar feeling.

His heart suddenly started beating, and he wanted to lean over to hear if the other person's heartbeat also accelerated.

It's a shame if he's the only one like this.

Xie Yao felt like he had walked for a long time during the not-too-long distance. He had already forgotten what he was supposed to do for a walk to digest food, and there was only one thing left in his mind.

It was he who was being led by Yan Zhou.

As for what Yan Zhou will think of him and what questions he will ask him tomorrow, he has no energy left to think about.

Xie Yao's current state of mind is completely - if you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will worry about tomorrow and worry about tomorrow.

When he was about to reach the end of the alley, Yan Zhou felt the hand of the person holding him tighten slightly, and then Xie Yao stopped walking.

Yan Zhou looked at him unclearly.

He heard Xie Yao's clear swallowing sound.

Xie Yao hesitated for a moment, murmured with a little drunkenness: "I had a dream before."

"I dreamed that we were walking in an alley."

"Then I held out my hand to you and you took it."

"As it is now."

Yan Zhou watched him not speak, and waited quietly for him to continue.

Xie Yao: "What I say next may cause us to break off our friendship."

He stood in the wind, and the wind picked up the strength of the wine.

He felt a little dizzy, and his sanity was not very online, but he still wanted to continue talking desperately.

It's a big gamble.

Yan Zhou's heart skipped a beat.

Xie Yao didn't wait for his answer, but instead asked, "Do you know why I said...does it still exist theoretically?"

Yan Zhou was taken aback for a moment, then realized that he was telling the truth just now, and then shook his head.

Xie Yao: "Because in that dream."

He paused.

"In that dream, we also walked very close to the entrance of the alley. There was light at the entrance of the alley, neither strong nor weak."

Xie Yao's tone was indifferent, as if he was narrating something that actually happened.

"I don't know what's going on, but I just want to give you a hand and bring you closer."

"And then you stick close."

"And then……"

When the words came to his lips, Xie Yao suddenly couldn't speak.

Another gust of wind blew through the alley, carrying a slight coolness, as if trying to fill up the conversation that ended abruptly.

Yan Zhou rubbed the back of Xie Yao's hand with his fingertips, as if to comfort him, and asked, "And then?"

Xie Yao stared straight ahead.

a long time.

Xie Yao: "Then we kissed."

As soon as these words fell, there was a long silence in the air.The silence made Xie Yao frightened.

After saying this, Xie Yao became anxious and uneasy, only to find that Yan Zhou did not let go of his hand.

Xie Yao freed his hand, took a few steps back, and looked at Yan Zhou in a panic.

Xie Yao: "Are you going to break up with me?"

Xie Yao: "Even if you break up the relationship, will you still study hard?"

He felt like a terminally ill man confessing his death.

Yan Zhou said lightly, "Do you want to try?"

Xie Yao was stunned.

try what?

Try breaking up?

Xie Yao stared blankly, unable to react by himself.

Yan Zhou stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, leaning him against the wall, put one hand on Xie Yao's waist, tilted his head and kissed him.

Xie Yao's whole mind was befuddled.

There is only a warm touch left on the lips, and the cool mint taste that sweeps over the lips and teeth.

It's completely different from the dream.

The heartbeat is alive, and the blood rushes uncontrollably.

Yan Zhou suppressed his urge to slam the person against the wall, and he just left at the touch of a finger. It was more of a temptation—wrapped all his thoughts, and finally turned into a light feather.

Xie Yao's chest heaved twice, and he looked at him blankly.

After he realized what had really happened, he suddenly didn't know how to face the person in front of him.

Xie Yao lowered his eyes, and after a while, Wen asked irrelevantly: "When did you eat mints?"

Yan Zhou bit the remaining sugar in his mouth, his voice was very clear in the night.

"When I just came out of the store."

Xie Yao wiped his lips lightly with his fingertips, the aftertaste was mediocre, then raised his eyes and asked: "To be honest, did you plan for a long time to take me on this deserted path..."

Yan Zhou stabilized his voice, and said in a low voice, "I didn't expect you to dream of this either."

Xie Yao was so ashamed that he wanted to embed himself into the wall next to him, and glared at the person opposite him with some annoyance.

The kisses are all taken, and the walk has long been forgotten.

Yan Zhou continued to hold Xie Yao's hand, and returned along the way he came.

The alley was still quiet, as if nothing had happened.

But only they, when they came and when they went back, their moods were turned upside down.

Yan Zhou's side face was hidden in the shadows, only half of his smooth and beautiful jaw line was exposed, Xie Yao couldn't help but look a few more times, and then his eyes fell on his lips.

The lip shape is very kissable.

He turned his eyes away, but his hand gripped Yan Zhou even tighter.

Xie Yao: "You... just pushed the boat along the way, or you have already..."

His words were vague, but Yan Zhou understood.

Yan Zhou's Adam's apple twitched a few times, and said slowly, "It's the latter."

It was only then that Xie Yao realized that the previous few times should not have been his illusions.

He was indeed teased, no matter whether Yan Zhou did it on purpose or not, most likely it was on purpose.

And got dizzy.

Turning back to the vicinity of the barbecue shop, a No. 2 bus just happened to come in the face, and the two of them took the bus back directly.

At this point, coupled with the fact that it is not a busy road section, there are only two young people sitting in the front row of the car.

Xie Yao went directly to the last row, then moved to the window and sat down.

He touched Yan Zhou's wrist hanging on the seat.

Yan Zhou understood, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

palms together.

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