male god, make an appointment

The soothing sound of music came from the private room, and various lights in the room shone in Zhou Ze's clear eyes. Han Yingdong took a deep breath and pushed open the door, and sat in the corner silently.

Although Zhou Ze usually had a loud voice, when he sang lyrical songs, his voice became very pleasant, as if he was surrounded by sunshine.

"Okay, I'm done singing, you guys sing." Zhou Ze put down the microphone, sat beside Zhong Ming, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and drank it.

Han Yingdong turned his head to look at Zhou Ze who was not far away. Hidden by the light, his brows and eyes became particularly deep, but they were also really good-looking.

Just when he was in a daze, Zhou Ze seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly looked towards him, his eyes were blurred, Han Yingdong didn't know if he was looking at him, and they looked at each other for nearly ten seconds, before Zhou Ze acted as if nothing had happened. look away.

Han Yingdong had some headaches, and he had symptoms of a cold before he came here, so he took some cold medicine, but he didn't expect the medicine to be so powerful, and he felt dizzy and wanted to sleep.

"Squad leader, will one come?"

"Come on, come on, come one, the monitor! Come one, the monitor!"

I don't know who started it first, but the booing became louder and louder. With a smile on her face, Han Yingdong walked to the front and sat down, "I won't say anything provocative. If you invite everyone to sing K today, it's a way of expressing my love to you all." Thank you very much, I will sing you a song I wrote myself, I am not a professional, so you can just listen to it."

"It's okay, we can just look at the face." A girl joked.

Han Yingdong smiled, the piano played the prelude, and the lights became extraordinarily soft. Han Yingdong's voice was not that clear, it was a little deep and hoarse, the bangs on his forehead covered the depression in his eyes, and the lyrics were just right.

At that time you laughed and talked about the scenery,

The strong fragrance of flowers pushed into the old window,

Just in time for Xiaoerlang,

Unweathered.

When you return, you pass by the dead tree,

Dead branches and leaves fly out of the dreamland,

Even though I love you, you have forgotten,

But heartbroken.

I don't see you in my hometown when you were young,

Just three words, never dared to exile wantonly.

Half a lifetime is hard to judge the intoxication in your eyes,

It's worth a lifetime, and broken dreams are like glasses of wine.

There is no way back in the afterlife, and there is no turning back in this life.

……

Although it was an a cappella, but all the sentimentality flowed out from Han Yingdong's singing. A girl sniffed, "Squad leader, what's the name of this song?"

Han Yingdong raised his head slightly, his eyes fell on Zhou Ze, "Ku."

Love you like dead leaves, love you like dry grass, love you until death.

Zhou Ze glanced past Han Yingdong's overly sad eyes, and looked aside secretly. It happened that Xu Tian was also looking at him, with tears in his eyes.

"Here you are." Zhou Ze took a piece of paper and handed it to Xu Tian. Xu Tian quickly took it, blushing, "Thank you, this song is too sad."

"Really?" Zhou Ze moved his eyes following Han Yingdong's movement of stepping off the stage, but he didn't look this way any more, but chatted happily with the Yingying Yanyan beside him as if he was not looking elsewhere.

Zhou Ze picked up a bottle of beer, bit the cap off the bottle with his teeth, and gulped down half the bottle.

"Zhou Ze, what's wrong with you? Why are you drinking so much wine?" Xu Tian frowned at Zhou Ze with a worried look on his face.

Zhou Ze was drunk, walked up to the stage, picked up the microphone, and pointed in a random direction, "I...I want to confess my love to the girl I like today, everyone should cooperate, come on, who is that, Xu Tian, You come up, I like you, you can be my girlfriend."

Han Yingdong's eyes lit up, his brows were frowned, and his fists were clenched, "Zhou Ze, what the hell are you drinking?"

When Zhou Ze was dragged out by Han Yingdong, everyone in the room fell silent. No one had ever seen Han Yingdong get so angry. The air pressure in the room instantly dropped to freezing point. With an embarrassing smile, he quickly sat down, pretending that nothing happened, and silently picked up the juice on the table to drink.

******

"That's all I know. I don't know what Han Yingdong said after dragging Zhou Ze out." Zhong Ming said.

Lu Yan took a sip of water at the beginning, and said in shock: "I think the two of them have been very wrong recently. A few days ago, Zhou Ze asked me a strange question."

"what is the problem?"

Lu Yanchu looked confused, "He told me that a friend of his was kissed by a man, what should he do next, and that they are in the same dormitory, and they are at the same table. Thinking about it, it's really embarrassing."

Zhong Ming almost choked on the water, stared at Lu Yanchu in a daze, how could he not see such an obvious problem?

Should he be said to be simple or simple or simple?

"Zhou Ze is a fool. If we hadn't told him about his confession to Xu Tian the next day, he probably wouldn't know what he did that night."

Lu Yanchu threw the bottle in his hand up and down, "Did he and Han Yingdong quarrel? Although they used to quarrel every day, I feel it's different this time."

Zhong Ming said lightly, "Let them solve it by themselves. It is better for outsiders not to interfere in some matters. By the way, Zhou Ze asked you that question, how did you answer it?"

Lu Yanchu stood up and stretched, "What can I say, I'll just see what his friend thinks."

"Then what if it's you?" Zhong Ming got up and looked down at Lu Yanchu slightly.

Lu Yanchu's eyes were out of focus and blurred, "Then if the other party is someone I like, I don't care."

"It's okay for men too?"

Lu Yanchu smiled, "I don't think this kind of thing has much to do with gender, but I haven't encountered it now, so I don't know."

Zhong Ming looked away and said casually, "That's right, you don't have anyone you like yet."

"Brother Hua, look, our class is going to win." After speaking, Lu Yanchu jumped away from Zhong Ming's sight.

The doting feeling in Zhong Ming's eyes became more and more obvious. How could there be such a brilliant person in this world, so shining that people dare not show it off.

The sky is in dizzying red, the clouds are hanging high, unknown flowers and trees are planted on both sides of the playground, and the colorful flowers are still in full bloom in the world, like sixteen or seventeen-year-old teenagers, who are in their prime and ignorant of world affairs , I do not know hesitation.

Zhong Ming walked over slowly and looked at Lu Yanchu who had a smile on his face. There was tenderness flowing between his beautiful eyebrows and eyes. The time was just right, and you happened to be by his side, everything was still the most beautiful.

Zhou Zeyuan stood at the end of the playground. In his eyes, Han Yingdong was handsome and sunny, but there was no smile in his eyes. He leaned against the guardrail behind, slowly stretched out his hand, and clenched one hand into a small fist. I saw Han Yingdong one.

Maybe, I don't know when, the eyes can no longer move away, it's just that the young man has always deceived himself.

Ridiculous and pitiful, the time has passed, and those three words have drifted away with the years, and they can no longer be said.

At that moment, Zhou Ze finally understood the meaning of Han Yingdong's lyrics.

I don't see you in my hometown when you were young,

Just three words, never dared to exile wantonly.

Half a lifetime is hard to judge the intoxication in your eyes,

It's worth a lifetime, and broken dreams are like glasses of wine.

Perhaps, he was already ready to leave, but he just buried it in his heart and didn't sigh.

When teenagers are immersed in sentimentality and unrequited love, time will never be kept by anyone, and it goes faster than anyone else.

The footsteps of winter are approaching quietly, and there are few snowflakes in S City, and this year is no exception. The unexpected thing is that the winter rains come one after another, and the air is full of heart-wrenching humidity.

The school unexpectedly arranged half a month of sketching in this rainy winter. Originally, only one sketching was arranged in a semester, but the school leader said that it coincided with the rainy day, and took the students to sketch in the mountains, as an experience of life.

"I'm so embarrassed, it's raining so much, and I still have to go to the mountains, what if there is a mudslide or something?" Wu Mao just entered the classroom from the outside, her hair still slightly wet.

Xie Cheng smiled, "Don't be afraid, Wumao, you yourself are a mudslide, the mudslide of the scum world, are you firmly in the bottom of the monthly exam this time?"

"Fuck off, I'm too lazy to talk to you." Wu Mao picked up the textbook and knocked Xie Cheng on the head, then returned to his seat, "I failed the mid-term exam, but this time I didn't perform well."

Han Yingdong curled his lips, "Fifty cents, but one is your normal performance."

The few remaining people laughed, and Wu Mao stomped his feet angrily, "A group of heartless people, just watch, I will push you all down the mountain when I get up the mountain!"

"By the way, do we need to build a tent or something when we go to the mountain? Eh? Are boys and girls together?" Xie Cheng's wolf eyes had already started to shine, and Zhong Ming shook his head helplessly, "I think at most you A tent with my sister."

Zhong Ming's words became a prophecy, Xie Cheng and his sister were assigned to the No. [-] tent, and Lu Yanchu, Han Yingdong and Zhou Ze Zhongming were in the No. [-] tent. Obviously, the first night, the three people in the No. [-] tent collectively suffered from insomnia.

Zhong Ming was forced to be placed in the middle by the other two people, with their backs facing him. It was too uncomfortable for him to be caught in the middle. In addition, the laughter in tent No. sleep well.

When waking up in the morning, the mountains were misty and foggy, Zhong Ming left the tent early with dark circles under his eyes, who knew that as soon as he came out, Zhou Ze slid out of the tent like a loach.

This scene reminded him of the video of a panda mother giving birth to a panda baby, and he burst out laughing, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Ze said haha, "I'm out to exercise, the air in the mountains is really good, hahahahahaha."

amount……

This acting...

Awkward……

The author has something to say:

Regarding the song "Dry" sung by Han Yingdong, I wrote the lyrics myself, and I haven't finished the second half of the lyrics yet. I also wrote a song for Mrs. and Mrs. Huacai. The lyrics basically express a different artistic conception. When the right time comes, I will show it to you. I am not a professional writer, so I wrote something simple and easy to understand. In fact, I have the willingness to find someone to sing it out, but let’s take a look and finish the novel first. Let’s talk about other things~~~~Meme~~~Thank you for the favorites, and the little angels who have been active in the comment area. I have read your messages. Sometimes I may not reply when I am busy. Basically I will send a red envelope or something on the Internet. Sometimes, I suddenly don’t know how to express it. I don’t know how to reply to you. When I see that you are full of enthusiasm and don’t reply, I don’t think that’s the case. Hey, I... I've been nagging more and more lately~~~

This chapter is too literary and artistic, it can be regarded as a watershed, you can also feel it, the two couples are starting to have a relationship, and they should go hand in hand, and finally let me kiss each other~~~Mua~~~~~