I heard you asked me to take a bath

Seeing that Lu Xian was about to smash the phone, Song Yang hurriedly grabbed his wrist: "Hey, don't you want the phone anymore?"

"No more!" Lu Xian said angrily.

"Okay, then you smash it." Song Yang let go, "I'll change it to a 7 after smashing it."

"You have so much money that you have no place to spend it, right? You will rent me a house in a while, and you will change my mobile phone in a while. You want to support me?" Lu Xian roared.

"Yes, if you want, I will take care of you."

Lu Xian froze.

Song Yang picked his chin and thought about it seriously, "Hey, if I keep you, what can you do for me? I can't fuck you..."

Lu Xian looked at Song Yang's cynical face for a long time, and spit out four words: "Damn mentally retarded!"

He went to the bed to tidy up the bedding: "If you're crazy, go home, I'm going to rest."

Song Yang followed, and threw himself on the quilt: "It's too boring to go home and sleep, so I'll just make do with you tonight."

"You smell like a woman, don't rub on my bed!" Lu Xian, a Virgo, was so angry that his teeth itch.

"Smell of powder?" Song Yang raised his arm and sniffed, "No, the people drinking with me today are rough old men."

"...Okay, if you really don't want to go home, go to Mr. Luo, his room is always bigger than mine."

"That guy, don't mention it, his heart is hanging on his little pet. Just now, I called to invite him to drink. Guess what he said? - He wants to study with his little pet at night. "

"Is he still playing the nurturing game?" Lu Xian's hand stopped.

"Yes, he thinks he is the leader of the whole game, but I think he has been led by the nose by that little pet." Song Yang rolled half a circle on Lu Xian's quilt, and Lu Xian's face darkened again a bit.

"You deserve it, Mr. Luo, an old hooligan, will be punished sooner or later."

"According to this trend, little pets will be fine without Luohe, and Luohe will be finished without little pets."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that one day the little pet will wake up and stop being with him. I think he will feel so bad that he will die..."

"Oh, that's really satisfying." Lu Xian concluded expressionlessly.

"Hey, do you remember that when we were in college, we also went hand in hand for evening self-study?"

"Please pay attention to your wording, goddamn hand in hand." Lu Xian complained, but his thoughts drifted back to his college days. At that time, Song Yang was so beautiful. During evening self-study, all the girls in the school were looking at the seat next to him eagerly. He didn't sit down in a daze, put the basketball aside, and said, "I'm sorry, there are people here."

At that time, Lu Xian was working as a part-time tutor outside, so he would be a few minutes late for evening self-study. Every time he rushed to the classroom, he would see Song Yang pick up the basketball from his seat and wave to himself: "Xiao Xian, here!"

Then, facing the envious eyes of all the girls, he sat next to him.

"You have no conscience, you have completely forgotten your college days." Song Yang stood up from the bed, pulled his shirt, and walked to the door. "It seems that you really don't want to take me in, so I'll go first."

"Hey, don't you bring your wine?" Lu Xian pointed to the bottle of champagne on the table.

"For you." Song Yang opened the door, "Pack up your luggage tomorrow, I'll pick you up after get off work."

"understood."

After Song Yang left, Lu Xian picked up the champagne and looked at it for a long time, then turned around and went to the closet beside him, opened the closet, and there was a row of neatly arranged but not expensive things inside, which were given to him by Song Yang for so many years of.Books, gloves, scarves, and chocolates from last Christmas. He put the champagne in, pressed the chocolate with his index finger, and the inside melted. He muttered, "Who the hell has no conscience!"

Luo He, who was called an old rascal by his editor, woke up a little unhappy in the morning.

Last night I accompanied Bai Yan to the evening self-study and wanted to take him out for a barbecue, but Bai Yan refused because he wanted to go back to the dormitory and try the new brushes Ke Yu sent him.

Try...try...a brush?

What's so fun about brushes?

Is it funnier than him?

Thinking of Ke Yu's treacherous and cunning face (from Luo He's perspective), I feel uncomfortable all over.

He opened Weibo, which he hadn't logged in for a long time, and posted a status——

@罗精V: I didn’t like the little pet at once, and was tempted by a stranger with snacks. What should I do to keep the little pet’s heart?

Not long after it was posted, there were more than [-] comments.

"Da Luo, have you finally remembered your Weibo password?"

"Long time to see you, I have updated my blog! I thought you forgot your Weibo password!"

"If you want to play with pets, you should update!"

"Hi everyone, my name is Xiaopet, I can't hide it, but I'm actually with Luo Da!"

"Daddy, if you don't update again, I will roast your little pet!"

"What kind of pet makes Da Da like it so much? Ask for a picture!"

"Want to see pictures!"

"Brother, you can also tempt small pets with snacks."

"Others give one pack, you give ten packs."

"Pets can't be kept in the wild, otherwise whoever left with him for a long time!"

Luo He thought while scrolling through the comments: Isn't it just a few sets of broken brushes?I can also send it.

If Ke Yu gave away one set, I would give away ten sets. In short, it would be more than him.

After a while, he stopped and thought to himself——no, no, no, why should I send brushes?

Ten seconds later, he picked up his mobile phone and made a call: "Hey, Xiaolong, I want to order a Xindi hand-painted screen, the DTK-1301 model, no, I don't use it...to give it away...when will it be delivered in the same city? Arrival?...Three hours? Okay, I'll send you the address, by the way, attach a sentence for me..."

After hanging up the phone, Luo He stretched in satisfaction, heh, I want to crush everything from gifts.

Then I started to draw with my heart's content.

Three hours later, when Bai Yan received the brand-new hand-painted screen, she was actually in a daze...

Ding Yao next to him packed his luggage and was about to go home. Before he left, he came over to take a look, and exclaimed, "Damn, the Xindi hand-painted screen! I've wanted it for a long time, but it's too expensive. I snatched it during Double Eleven, Xiaobai, you are so stupid."

Bai Yan's heart was in a mess——no, I'm not embarrassing at all, who sent this?sent the wrong one?Are you kidding me?I can't bear this joke!

He took the object out of the box, and a small note fell out, and it was written: Do you like it?Good brother.

"..."

Bai Yan immediately understood who gave it to him, but, such a precious thing... It's so messed up!

Nothing can be accepted.

He hurriedly made a phone call.

"Hello?" Luo He was in a good mood while answering the phone while drawing.

"You sent the item?"

"Yeah, do you like it?"

"Brother Luo, why did you suddenly send me such an expensive thing?"

Luo He leaned on the back of the chair: "Because I wanted to send you off, so I did. I want to treat you well, do you need a reason?"

"...I can't, I'll send it back to you in the afternoon." After a long time, Bai Yan said in a low voice.

Luo He shook his hand, and a black line flew out of the canvas on the screen: "Why?"

"I have no position to accept this kind of gift." Bai Yan wanted to express his thoughts clearly, but he didn't know how to express it properly, so he could only try to explain, "Are we friends? You want to be nice to me, You can invite me to eat finger cakes like yesterday, or accompany me to study at night, I will be very happy, but you suddenly send such an expensive thing, I will be very burdened, the hand-painted screen of Cintiq will cost more than 4000 ?Maybe there is a problem with my cognition, anyway, in my concept, there is no need to send such expensive things between friends.”

Luo He felt his breath stuck in his chest, and after a long time, he said, "Really, you don't want my gift because it's too expensive, so why did you accept the brushes from Ke Yu? That set of brushes cost hundreds of dollars, Why don't you think it's expensive?"

"The brush was bought by Ke Yu's younger brother. After painting for a few days, he didn't want to paint anymore. Ke Yu felt it was a waste, so he gave it to me."

"Ke Yu said that his brother bought it, do you believe it? How much do you know about him? The ghost knows if he really has a brother, why are you so easy to deceive? Are you really stupid or fake?" Luo He said, and his subordinates Using force, the eyebrows of the hero in the painting flew out again.

"..." Suddenly there was no sound on the other end, leaving only a shallow inhalation sound.

"Xiao Bai..." Luo He also realized that his tone was serious, and he didn't expect Bai Yan's words and deeds to have such a big impact on him now.

"Yeah... I might be... really easy to lie, sorry." Bai Yan said in frustration, and hung up the phone.

He lay on the table, buried his head in his arms, and his mood fell to the bottom - I really thought it was a brush that Ke Yu's younger brother didn't want to use. How could I have thought that Ke Yu might not have a younger brother?I also really think that the hand-painted screen is too expensive, so I don't want to accept it... What did I do wrong?Why is he angry?

Why demand that everyone in the world be terribly smart?Is it not allowed to have people with less brains?

Making friends turns out to be such a tiring thing...

Luo He stared blankly at the phone, unable to believe that he just yelled at Bai Yan.

As soon as he recalled Bai Yan's aggrieved tone just before he hung up the phone, his heart ached.

At this time, when the button was buttoned, Lu Xian sent him a window vibration——

Lu Xian: Teacher, where is this week's manuscript?What about the manuscript? !

Luohe: drawing

Lu Xian: The manuscript will be handed in the day after tomorrow!How much did you draw?

Luo He: ...still...drawing lines...

Lu Xian: Draw a line? !The manuscript is due in two days and you are still drawing the line? 8P comics, and the typhoon logs in at [-] o'clock in the evening, who knows if the power will be cut off, promise me, can you draw more now?

Luohe: ...Can I stop updating for a week if the power is cut off?

Lu Xian: No way! ! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻Honestly speaking, have you lost your mind these days? Are you having fun with your little pet?

Luohe: In fact... until the first minute, I was still very high...

Lu Xian: What's wrong?

Luo He: I don't understand one thing. I just gave him a slightly expensive gift. Why would he refuse to take it even if he died?

Lu Xian: What gift?

Luohe: Hand-painted screen...

Lu Xian: ...Teacher...have you seen my sincere big eyes?You're so stupid, why don't you give me one!I have worked diligently by your side for so many years, what the hell have you given me!

Luo He: Why should I give you something? You can go to Song Yang.

Lu Xian: ...

Luohe: I gave him a gift because I wanted to be nice to him. I was happy to buy him a gift. I just wanted to spend money for him, and I wanted to give him all the good things. I didn’t ask him to return anything. Why did he Will you feel burdened?

Lu Xian: Teacher, think about it from the other side's point of view. An ordinary college student receives such an expensive gift for no reason. Even if you don't want him to return it, he must feel that he should give you something in return. After all, you are friends. Relationship, in his view, status is equal.So he can't return something that is too bad, at least it must be at the same price as your gift... once is fine, after two or three times, anyone will feel that it is too tiring to make friends with you.

Luo He: ...Is...Is that so...

Lu Xian: And teacher, your mentality is no longer the mentality of making friends!You have been brothers with Song Yang for so many years, would you want to spend money for him?Would you want to buy him a gift with all your heart and soul?

Luohe: Oh, am I crazy?

Lu Xian: So... Teacher... You may have fallen into it this time... Congratulations.

Luohe: ...

Lu Xian: Speaking of which, when will you give me your manuscript?

Luohe: The other party is offline, please do not disturb

Lu Xian: Teacher!Play dead!

Lu Xian: I know you are online!

Lu Xian: Teacher!

Lu Xian: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !

Luo He sat on the chair, looking at the ceiling, thinking of Lu Xian's phrase "beyond the mentality of making friends".

Did it really fall into it...

After thinking quietly for a few minutes, he sent a WeChat message to Bai Yan: "Xiao Bai, are you okay?"

After sending, he held his phone nervously, waiting for a reply.

After a while, Bai Yan replied: "I'm fine, Brother Luo."

Luo He immediately typed: "I'm sorry just now, maybe this gift is indeed a burden for you, if you really don't want to accept it, don't send it back to me, I will go to your school to get it tomorrow."

It's been a long time since this time, and I haven't returned.

Luo He couldn't help but panic in his heart—does he not want to see me?

Fortunately, 5 minutes later, Bai Yan sent a reply: "I went to Ke Yu to confirm, the brush is really not used by his brother..."

Luo He was taken aback.

Bai Yan: "If you don't like me accepting his gifts, then I won't use that set of brushes... Brother Luo, do you have to give gifts to each other from time to time when you make friends? I didn't think carefully before, and I haven't sent them yet. I have given you a gift, and I will pay attention to it in the future."

Luo He only felt that his breathing was stagnant, and there was something tight in his chest - he didn't expect that this gift would really bring him such a heavy burden.

"It's nothing, don't think too much, this time I didn't think carefully, and I won't do it next time. I'm busy with work today, so I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

"it is good."

"Well, typhoon at night, don't go out, just stay with roommates in the dormitory, hear?"

"My roommates are all home."

"Then do you want to come to my house?"

"This...without Brother Luo, the typhoon is not so terrible."

"Okay, call me if you need anything."

"it is good."

"good."

However, the typhoon that night was unexpected by Luo He...

It was the first time in his life that he was awakened by the wind, and the raindrops hitting the window made a sound like a hammer hitting the wall.The chandelier on the ceiling was vibrating, and there was a commotion outside. It was unknown whether it was a billboard or something was overturned, and a crack was directly smashed into his glass window.

The window of the toilet was not closed tightly, and it was already flooded at this moment.

He got up from the bed, the first thing in his mind was - Xiao Bai was still alone in the dormitory!