Do you have a scholarly tyranny?

It was already one o'clock in the morning when the train arrived in the provincial capital.

Fei Peng and Xi Hu Tan Siming and the others were carrying luggage at the exit, with a star-studded sky above their heads, tall buildings standing in front of them, and lights that had not been extinguished from thousands of windows.

The provincial capital's nightlife is nationally renowned.Fei Peng couldn't help whistling: "It's really entertaining to death!"

Xi Hu felt very unhappy at this moment.

On the train before, Fei Peng chatted with Tan Siming all the way, as if meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

Xi Hu was also forced to listen to the story all the way: Fei Peng went north with his parents after the third grade of elementary school, and now he lives in another province.

Fei Peng has no feelings for Yuan Province, but Xi Hu is not.But he didn't want Tan Siming to be unable to step down, so he could only put away the boredom.

"No."

Xi Hu retorted in a low voice, "It's not just entertainment, we are a province of culture."

"Hey, Tan Siming, don't you and I have to go to the interview on Sunday? Do you think we can live together?"

Fei Peng ignored Xi Hu and suggested to Tan Siming, "I know there is a hotel near the train station, and there is a century-old rice noodle shop next to it..."

Without hesitation, Tan Siming refused.

"No, we've already booked a place to live."

With that said, he took a little of the luggage from Xi Hu's hand.

Only then did Xi Hu feel better.

After parting ways with Fei Peng, Xi Hu and Tan Siming hailed a taxi and prepared to go straight to Lushan Hotel.

Lushan Hotel is built next to mountains and rivers. The water is Yuanshui, and the name of the mountain is Lushan.The most famous Yuan Province University in the province and the equally famous Lushan Academy are located on this mountain.

"Xiaozi is not a local, is he?"

The elder brother glanced at them, put his hands on the steering wheel, and remained motionless, with no intention of starting the car at all.Eyes casually turned to the meter, and the accent switched to Mandarin, "Where are you going?"

"From Yuanxing City."

Xi Hu looked at the person's expression as if he was looking at the food and drink, and knew that he was going to kill a customer.

Then he asked: "Lushan Hotel, can you arrive?"

"Not yet." The brother's face changed, his brows were frowned, and he tapped the steering wheel impatiently, "The road is being built on Meizi Avenue, you can take another car."

Xi Hu and Tan Siming had been waiting for this car for a while, and getting off now, they don't know when they will be able to wait for the second car.

Xi Hu looked at his brother's expression, not sure whether Meizi Avenue was really building a road, or if his brother was sitting on the floor with them to raise the price.

Xi Hu glanced to the side again, and took a look at Tan Siming: after getting into the car, Tan Siming was obviously a little sleepy, and leaned back on the back seat, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

"We won't get out of the car until we arrive."

Xi Hu has heard of the "brilliant" deeds of taxi drivers in provincial capitals.He looked at Tan Siming's tired look, and his tone became softer, "It's so late, master, it's not easy for you to attract other guests, so how about we give thirty?"

"Then you're wrong, it's not too late at all."

My brother originally only wanted to raise the price, and didn't plan to entangle too much. Seeing that the price Xi Hu offered was still in line with psychological expectations, he stepped out.

"But the young man's words are quite heartwarming."

While driving, Brother De showed his yellow teeth and smiled, "Are you here in the provincial capital?"

"That's it."

"Are you high school students? How old are you this year?"

"Seventeen."

"Hey, it's about the same as my daughter!"

My brother turned the car onto the viaduct and merged into the traffic flow.

Unlike Yuanxing City, a small third-tier city, even at this late hour, the night here is still sober.The flashing car lights on both sides of the road hit the glass window, dazzled Xi Hu for a while.

As if a switch had been pressed, Brother De became a little excited when he talked about his daughter, the chatter box seemed to have dropped the lid and couldn't be closed.

While listening, Xi Hu responded with "this" and "really".

As he listened, he became more and more confused in response—he also felt sleepy.

"...Ah! What a happy life!"

Brother suddenly couldn't help himself, and Xi Hu woke up with a sound of excitement.

Xi Hu looked at his watch: In fact, he only slept for 10 minutes.

Brother here, he can be alone for 10 minutes, he really likes to chat.

My brother is still rambling: "Successful people are just like me... I have a car, a house, a family, and a stable job. Even the king of heaven can't give me orders!"

Tan Siming: "Open the rear window."

My brother opened it for him.

Xi Hu: "..."

Xi Hu turned his head and looked: Tan Siming was also woken up, looking out the window expressionlessly.

They have already come down from the viaduct, and the window is no longer full of traffic, but dark.

The night is woven into a net, wrapping the starlight, breeze, and insects in it.The shadows of the street trees on both sides were elongated under the dim streetlights.

It looks like we will be in Lushan District soon.

-

After arriving at the hotel room, Tan Siming said he would take a shower first and went to the bathroom.

Xi Hu saw that Tan Siming was very tired from the journey, so he suppressed the dirty idea of ​​bathing with others.

He was lying on the bed, staring blankly with his eyes open.

This is his first time in the provincial capital.

Xi Junfeng is also here.

Before coming here, Tan Siming heard that Xi Hu had never been to the provincial capital, and suggested to him that he could visit his father during the self-recruitment interview.

Should I go and see Xi Junfeng...

The last time I asked Xi Junfeng to borrow money, Xi Junfeng sent him the money very quickly, and the card was received the next day—even if Xi Junfeng was still the same, he didn't ask him what he wanted the money for...

Xi Hu was stunned for a while, then laughed at himself again.

Xi Junfeng doesn't recognize him anymore, so he still expects him to care about him?

Xi Hu was in a daze thinking, and suddenly got up when he heard the text message from Tan Siming's phone.

Take a look, the sender is Fei Peng.

[Reached? ]

Xi Hu stared at it for a long time, but he really didn't see any tricks.

He thought, is it normal to ask politely?

But I always feel that there is something, a dull pain in my chest, like a spotlight igniting a fire, if I let it go, it will burn into a ball.

Before that, Tan Siming was the one who was jealous, and Xi Hu hadn't been too sour.

Xi Hu thought about it, he felt that he had nothing to be jealous of.

Xi Hu knew in his heart that the gap between Tan Siming's treatment of himself and others was simply heaven and earth—not to mention that his jealous jar was overturned, it might be empty inside.

If you get jealous again, isn't that vexatious?Tan Siming will be unhappy.

But now, Xi Hu couldn't care less.

He held back all the way, now, his mind was full of Tan Siming's smiling face towards Fei Peng.

Flip forward.

Fei Peng also sent one, the last one shows that it has been read:

[Come out tomorrow afternoon?I have been to Yuanda before, and I am very familiar with it. I will take you to check it out. ]

Tan Siming agreed.

The reply was: [Yes. ]

"boom"--

The word "um" followed by a full stop ignited Xi Hu's jealousy all at once.

He restrained the evil fire that urgently needed to vent and wanted to escape, and ran to the door of the bathroom with flip flops under his feet, intending to rush in and ask Tan Siming.Grabbing the doorknob with his hand, he turned it hard——

Tan Siming locked the door.

Xi Hu's hand was still on the doorknob, and he didn't leave.

The locked door was like a basin of cold water pouring on his head, extinguishing his little flame that was about to explode.

Crackling, not a single spark left.

Xi Hu was stunned, standing where he was, a little unbelievable, and trying to convince himself to understand.

What's wrong with locking the door?

Maybe it's Tan Siming's personal habits...

The door opened suddenly.

Xi Hu and Tan Siming looked at each other, and in the end, Xi Hu spoke first.

Bluntly asked: "You promised Fei Peng to go to Yuan University with him tomorrow afternoon?"

After finishing speaking, I cursed in my heart: Isn't this fucking nonsense.

Tan Siming has taken a shower, his hair is wet, and he is wiping with a towel in his hand.

Tan Siming was wearing a white short-sleeved pajamas on his upper body, and a pair of clean boxer shorts underneath.Reflecting his white skin, it looked even whiter under the light of the bathroom.

Xi Hu looked at it, and suddenly thought of that sentence - where the breeze passes, it sends wisps of fragrance, like the faint singing of tall buildings in the distance.

"Yeah, Fei Peng said he is familiar with it, so it should be interesting to let him take care of it."

Tan Siming seemed to think of something interesting, and smiled again.Seeing that Xi Hu didn't move for a long time, he asked, "What are you doing standing here?"

With one foot, and then another foot on the ground, Xi Hu entered the bathroom.

Xi Hu slammed the bathroom door behind him, stretched out his hands, and carried Tan Siming onto the sink.

whispered—

"Fuck you."

The author has something to say:

I will ask for leave tomorrow, the computer is broken, and I have to send it to be repaired. ps: Up to now, I really want to ask for Huzi, is there really no fan who likes him... My mother fan expressed angina pectoris...