one night love

Guan was so angry that even his blood vessels were about to burst.

I didn't sleep well all night, and the next day I waited anxiously until noon with dark circles under my eyes, and finally got a phone call from Faxiao.

"Lin Zifeng! What kind of monster are you!" He yelled over the phone.

The shock made Lin Zifeng's brain ache.

"What did you do last night! I almost went to the police, do you know!" Guan Sheng continued to yell.

"I can't see you, so I'll go first," Lin Zifeng said in a low voice.

Guan Sheng snorted, "Are you so drunk that you can leave?"

"Just a gust of wind blowing at the door," Lin Zifeng lied without blinking, "I wanted to go out and call you, but when I touched my pocket, the phone disappeared, probably someone touched it in a bar... Didn't this happen just now? Got a new one."

"Don't you know how to borrow a phone to call me?" No wonder no one answered the phone, and then turned off the phone.Guan Sheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone eased a lot, "I was looking for you on the main road for two hours last night! Can you save some time for being an adult?"

"I drank too much, I didn't think about it so much, so I went back to sleep." Lin Zifeng pinched the pimple that appeared on his chin, secretly glad that he was not found, "Don't be angry...it's my fault, it's my fault .”

Guan Sheng complained a few words, then asked him to make some tremella soup to nourish his stomach, and then hung up the phone.

Fang Yue put the milk on the dining table, took the phone away from him, switched off the phone and changed the card in one go.

"He's the student in charge? It seems that he cares about you very much."

Lin Zifeng nodded, picked up the glass of milk, and was in a daze.

"Boyfriend?" Fang Yue asked casually.

Lin Zifeng slipped his hand and spilled milk all over the table.

"Hey," Fang Yue took out a few napkins and wiped them, "No, no, don't get excited."

"Thank you last night." Lin Zifeng had completely sobered up now, thinking of his gaffe, he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, "I'm like this when I drink, and I'm causing you trouble."

"Didn't you pick me up once too?" Fang Yue shrugged, "We're worth it." After a pause, he said, "But let me tell you clearly about that, it's really not worth it, don't think too much about it." many."

Lin Zifeng smiled.

"I'm so straight," Fang Yue opened the bag of toast and gave Lin Zifeng two slices, "I don't know why I fell in love with you...that's all..."

It doesn't matter if you are straight or not, let's just do it, do I still want you to be responsible... Lin Zifeng tore the bread into small pieces and stuffed them into his mouth leisurely.

The elders are still so particular about their food, Fang Yue kneaded the bread in his hands, and squinted at him carefully.

Lin Zifeng has a fair complexion, and although his facial features are delicate, they can only be regarded as upper-middle level at best, but those eyes are very interesting.

Although she has single eyelids, her eye sockets are deep, the corners of her eyes are hooked in, and the tails of her eyes are slightly raised. When she is not smiling, she is cold and calm, but when she smiles, she seems to be a different person, showing a kind of flattery from the bottom of her heart.Fang Yue felt that her momentary fascination in the bar was probably bewitched by such eyes.

Lin Zifeng chewed the bread with all his heart, and didn't notice that Fang Yue's gaze on him was getting more and more strange.He borrowed the bathroom to take a shower in the morning, and was not in the mood to take care of his hair. The slightly curly forehead hair was almost dry now, and slid down the smooth forehead to the top of the eyelids.

Fang Yue was staring into his eyes in a daze, without thinking, she reached out to grab the strand of hair.

Lin Zifeng was startled, frowned and stepped back.

Fang Yue's outstretched hand froze in the air.

Lin Zifeng tilted his head calmly, raised his hand to smooth his hair, and stood up: "Then I won't bother you."

After a long time, Fang Yue took his hand back.

He stared at Lin Zifeng's thin back, and couldn't help asking: "I don't know your name yet."

"Didn't we arrive?" Lin Zifeng turned his head and looked at him coldly, "I don't think you need to know my name."

Three days later, at the welcome meeting of the new company, Lin Zifeng deeply realized that one must not talk too much.

Standing opposite and counting from the left, who else could it be if it wasn't the so-called "straight man" hooligan.

"Hello, Manager Lin, my name is Fang Yue," the little hooligan smiled brightly, "The square is round and square, and the sound is pleasant."