Every time I take the subway, someone peeks at my phone, why is it swollen?

His reaction made Xie Muchen's mood even more complicated.Shaking his head, after a while, he heard his own voice say, "If you don't think the holiday is fun, you can come to me."

Zheng Lang couldn't get Xie Muchen's paternal love at this moment at all, he just felt a little strange and a little happy, I don't know when Xie Muchen actually regarded him as a good friend who could go to him to play with at any time?Thinking about it makes me feel so happy.

Probably because of his likable personality, although Zheng Lang is an orphan, he has quite a few friends since he was a child.But young elites like Xie Muchen, well, not yet.His feelings for Xie Muchen are more of admiration and admiration than that of ordinary friends, similar to that of fans towards idols.The concern for him is also sincere, there is no trace of falsehood, and of course, there is no deliberation.He just thinks that if he regards Xie Muchen as a friend, then he should treat each other sincerely. This is just his principle of dealing with people all the time.

And Xie Muchen's reaction also made him very happy (well, it was this happiness that made him a little strange). It is normal for friends to care about each other and be happy. Are you very happy?If someone treats him like this, his happiness level is 10, then Xie Muchen treats him like this, his happiness level directly becomes 15, which is too strange.

There is no time to think too much now, Zheng Lang temporarily put this strange emotion behind him, and replied with a smile: "Okay, I will come to give you New Year greetings when the time comes~"

Xie Muchen: "Well, good."

Zheng Lang winked at him: "Remember to pack red envelopes~"

Xie Muchen's originally complicated and unspeakable mood suddenly relaxed, and he couldn't help but also laughed: "Okay, I will remember."

The two chatted and arrived at the station without knowing it.Zheng Lang waved to Xie Muchen, "See you tomorrow!"

Xie Muchen nodded, "See you tomorrow."

Zheng Lang ran away panting, the long scarf fluttering back and forth with his fast pace.Xie Muchen watched him drift away, tightened his coat, and then walked into the subway.

I didn't even know when I sat and stood, and I knelt down for myself.

It wasn't until Zheng Lang walked downstairs that he realized that Xie Muchen seemed to have left the subway station with him just now?That's strange, usually he stops at the stop in front of him, where is he going today?Forget it, it’s so cold {{{(>_<)}}}

He took out the key and opened the door, and suddenly saw Tong Xiaoke leaning on the table in the living room, looking at him expressionlessly.

Zheng Lang was startled, thinking that something happened: "What's the matter, Xiao Ke, why are you so serious? Could it be that a thief came from the house?"

Tong Xiaoke took a look at him, and replied in a wrong way: "Have you eaten yet?"

Zheng Lang bent over to change his shoes, and said with a smile: "Eat it, didn't I send you a WeChat message just now, didn't you see it?"

Tong Xiaoke chuckled: "I see."

Zheng Lang: "..." Then you still ask.

Tong Xiaoke came forward, his eyes were like searchlights, and he kept scanning Zheng Lang.

Zheng Lang's scalp was numb when he saw him, and somehow he felt a little guilty: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Tong Xiaoke touched his chin: "I feel that something is wrong with you recently."

Zheng Lang turned pale with shock: "Really?"

Tong Xiaoke nodded deeply: "It's very abnormal."

Zheng Lang couldn't help laughing: "Please, Xiao Ke, you are really not suitable for such a deep expression, and ah, a deadpan expression is not suitable for you, I really want to laugh seeing you like this Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh don't stop me I really can't help it ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

Tong Xiaoke: "..."

Tong Xiaoke threw down a sentence of insanity, and went back to the room to type. He didn't want to pay attention to the funny man outside who was still using his prehistoric power to laugh at him.Recently, the master is a bit diligent in updating, and he has to keep up.

Zheng Lang laughed until his stomach ached, and it took him a long time to recover.He took out two apples from the fruit plate and washed them, ready to tease Tong Xiaoke.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Tong Xiaoke clacking his fingers like flying fingers. Zheng Lang took a bite of an apple and sighed: "The so-called same sex does not have the same fate. To be honest, I am really envious and jealous."

Tong Xiaoke took the apple he handed over, took a bite and put it on the table, continued typing with his fingers flying, and chatted with him unaffected: "Why?"

Zheng Lang glanced at him resentfully, and sighed, "Do you know what kind of person I admire the most in my life?"

Tong Xiaoke didn't raise her head: "What kind?"

Zheng Lang bit the apple until it crackled: "The first is someone like you who knows how to write, and I feel that writing is just a feast for the ancestors. Great gods go up and down millions every minute. The copyright of a novel is in the tens of millions, which is really awesome. The second is to have all kinds of talents, singing, opera, musical instruments and painting, well, these are also things that the ancestors enjoy and eat, and they all need talent. The third It’s just that there is a father who is awesome, but he is still a person who can rely on his face to make a living but relies on his talent, well, this needs to be accumulated in the past life, and reincarnation is a technical job!”

Tong Xiaoke summed it up succinctly: "I know, the central idea is to be rich and self-willed."

Zheng Lang laughed: "Xiao Ke, you really are the representative of the Chinese class. I remember Eileen Chang's three hates. The first hates the crabapple without fragrance, the second hates the prickly shad, and the third hates the unfinished dream of the Red Chamber. In fact, there is no need to hate, she herself It’s so perfect~! If you want to hate it, I hate it hahahaha.” He said while making a perfect gesture.

Tong Xiaoke deeply felt that this person probably didn't take medicine today, or forgot to bring his brain back when he went home at night: "Oh, then do you hate it?"

"I don't hate it." Zheng Lang looked at Tong Xiaoke inexplicably: "Why should I hate? I'm just joking."

Tong Xiaoke: "..."

This person takes pills.

Tong Xiaoke decided to ignore him, and continued to crackle the code words. He was typing hard, but unexpectedly, a faint voice came from behind: "Xiao Ke, when did you start writing Danmei?"

The person who dared to love this pill has not left yet, and is watching the screen from behind.Tong Xiaoke blushed slightly, he is not good at lying, he had just pretended to be the biggest force in his life, but before he succeeded, he was broken by Zheng Lang hahahaha, at this time he no longer had the energy to pretend: "It's the former soon."

Zheng Lang suddenly became interested: "When was it not long ago? Why did you suddenly rewrite Danmei?"

Tong Xiaoke said: "I just want to try."

Zheng Lang knew something was wrong just by looking at his expression, he touched his chin, he made this action much more skillfully than Tong Xiaoke did: "I don't think it's that simple."

Tong Xiaoke was already a little guilty, but he made her feel even more guilty, and her voice became softer: "A great master I like is writing, so I want to give it a try."

Zheng Lang nodded meaningfully: "Oh, oh, I know, it's your destiny, right? I remember that the reason why you signed a contract with the website was because of him? In order to write articles on the same website with him, Hmm, it’s scary to think about it.”

Tong Xiaoke's face was covered with black lines: "..."

Zheng Lang patted him on the shoulder: "But I can understand, it must be true love!"

Tong Xiaoke was about to answer when he saw the icon in the lower right corner flashing up. The expression on his face unconsciously changed from shy and unspeakable to soft and cute. Zheng Lang was terrified when he saw it. Emma, ​​if this Not even love!

He gave up his plan to continue talking nonsense with Zheng Lang, and directly clicked on the dialog box, and a sentence popped up in the dialog box: Xiao Ke, come to spell words?

"Tut tsk tsk," Zheng Lang whistled, "The most romantic thing I can think of is typing with you every day. Thinking about it, I feel so romantic." After finishing speaking, he walked out with brisk steps : "The boy is not allowed to stay in college, alas!"

Tong Xiaoke: "..."

Tong Xiaoke was a little depressed, obviously he wanted to get something out of Zheng Lang's mouth, why did Zheng Lang molested him in the end?

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I coded two chapters today, one next door and one here, and Ni Meng doesn’t praise me? ╮(￣▽￣")╭