I heard you asked me to take a bath

Song Yang opened his eyes slightly, looking at the person in front of him.

The sound of "like" was soft and shallow, but it hit his eardrums and echoed for a long time.

When Lu Xian said these two words, he seemed a little nervous, staring at the crayfish on the table as if he had nowhere to rest his eyes.

Song Yang leaned forward: "Like it? Really like it?"

Lu Xian was frightened by his sudden approach, and retreated instinctively: "Of course it's fake."

Pointing to Pinocchio in the video, he said: "When the nose stretches out, if you want to tell lies, don't you remember the rules of the game?"

A dim light flashed in Song Yang's eyes. He saw that Lu Xian's face was a little red. He didn't know if it was because of lying or being pissed off by the crayfish.

"Then let's not play the lie game." Song Yang turned off the video, "Let's tell the truth."

Tell the truth?

Lu Xian shouted in his heart: No, stop making trouble... If you tell the truth, I will no longer have the right to stand beside you...

My relationship with you is completely over...

Please, don't push me.

please...

Song Yang looked at his eyes that were so helpless that he was about to cry, suddenly his heart softened, and he said softly: "What's wrong, he looks like he's about to cry."

Lu Xian rubbed his nose, "Crayfish is too spicy."

"Drink some water." Song Yang brought a bottle of mineral water on the table and handed it to him.

Lu Xian took it, raised his head and drank it "gulu gulu".Song Yang sat beside him, staring at him in a daze - when drinking water, he raised his head high, revealing his fair neck, and the stretched lines were inexplicably attractive.

Song Yang coughed lowly: "Give it to me."

"what?"

"Water." Song Yang said, "I'm thirsty too."

Lu Xian gave him water, and Song Yang drank it directly where his lips touched.

Lu Xian froze for a moment, lowered his eyes - speaking of it, they seemed to have always been very casual about this, especially Song Yang, who often didn't mind the things he touched.When he was in college, he often drank the water he drank and ate the hamburger he ate. One summer vacation, when Song Yang went to his hometown to play, he lost his luggage and spent the night wearing his underwear.

Can there be no taboos between friends?

Lu Xian didn't quite understand.

At this moment, Song Yang was sitting in front of him wearing a white shirt, with two buttons undone from the neckline, and the sleeves rolled up to the forearm, looking very handsome.

This guy, whether it was before or now, looks like a proud son of heaven... He has a lot of money, and there is no lack of outstanding women around him.

Lu Xian picked up the chopsticks and stabbed the white rice: People can be so unfair...

"Song Yang."

"Ok?"

"Why haven't you dated any women lately?"

He didn't know why he asked this suddenly, maybe he wanted to find something to talk about, otherwise the air would be stiff.

Song Yang propped his head and looked at him: "Those women are not as interesting as you."

"Huh?" Lu Xian paused.

"It seems more comfortable to be with you." Song Yang said.

Are you more comfortable with me?

Lu Xian's heart skipped a beat, and he whispered, "What nonsense, I'm your friend, how can I compare it with my girlfriend?"

Song Yang smiled: "Look at me, I said the wrong thing, there is no comparison." He reached out and touched the tip of Lu Xian's hair, "Xiao Xian is different."

Lu Xian's pupils trembled slightly, and he hurriedly turned his face away.

Every time Song Yang inadvertently teases, it will cause huge waves in his heart.

Enough is enough, let's call it a day.

He felt as if he had been dragged into a vortex of despair and was about to explode.

"Song Yang, don't play tricks on me anymore." Suddenly, he blurted out this sentence.

As soon as the words fell, both of them were startled.

Seeing Lu Xian's wet eyes, Song Yang couldn't help reaching out to touch his cheek: "What's wrong with you?"

"Sorry." Lu Xian supported his forehead and said in a frustrated voice, "I'm not in the right mood today, can you go back first?"

Can I get out of here before I lose control?

Song Yang was silent, he didn't know what he was thinking, and then, the bull's head said something wrong: "Do you still remember how we met?"

"Who will remember such a distant thing."

"...Really." Song Yang stood up and smiled to himself: "Is that so... then I'll go first."

"Goodbye."

After sending Song Yang away, Lu Xian's tense nerves relaxed, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.

The first time we met... It was indeed a long time ago.

Freshmen are always confused on the first day of enrollment, where to get the military training uniform, where is the cafeteria, where is the dormitory building, where is the classroom... He is a person who likes to be alone, so even if he can't tell the difference between southeast and north , and he didn't want to ask others.

However, someone took the initiative to find him.

"Student! May I ask where the freshman mobilization meeting is held?"

This seems to be the first sentence Song Yang said to him.

The first time he saw Song Yang, the first thought that popped into his mind was: Damn, why is this person glowing?

So much so that when I saw him a few times later, I would say in my heart: Ah, it's that person who can shine again.

It's funny to think about it now, no one can shine, and it's not because he is so special in my heart.

Suddenly, there was a sound at the door, Lu Xian suddenly woke up from the memories, held his breath and listened for a while, there was indeed someone at the door.

Could it be that Song Yang hasn't left yet?

The sound of "rustling" continued, as if someone was turning over some bag.

Lu Xian slowly moved to the door, leaned against the door and listened for a while, and heard the person outside the door say: "Huh?"

The voice was indeed Song Yang, and he hadn't left yet.

Lu Xian suddenly thought that the box of chocolates that was thrown away during the day was in the bag at the door... He suddenly had a bad feeling, and when he opened the door, he saw Song Yang standing at the door, bent over , took the box of chocolates out of the bag...

Lu Xian's face turned blue and white, clutching the doorknob, not knowing what to say.

Why do you treat him like this... What kind of hatred does God have against him?After finally getting through this day, why did he let him face such a situation at the last moment?

That box of chocolates is like a time bomb in Lu Xian's eyes at the moment, ready to explode the secrets buried in his heart at any moment and expose them to Song Yang's eyes.

At this time, Song Yang said: "I didn't ask during the day, because I thought I might have misunderstood, but you have kept this chocolate for so many years, why did you throw it away as soon as I saw it?"

Lu Xian took a deep breath and felt——he's finished...he's really finished now.

He should pretend to be nonchalant as usual, and find a reason to prevaricate, but now, he can't say a word.

My mind was a mess and a mess.

Maybe it's really reached a critical point, and I can't hold it anymore.

Want to give up.

Lu Xian didn't speak, just stood where he was, and looked at Song Yang with his lips tightly pressed - are you satisfied seeing me in such a mess?

There was no emotion in Song Yang's deep eyes, but the hand holding the box of chocolates was so hard that the knuckles turned white.After a few seconds, he said again: "Since you have asked all the questions, there is something, let me confirm it together."

When he said this sentence, Lu Xian seemed to guess what he was going to ask.

Confirm what?

What else can happen!

The first thought in his mind was to escape. He grabbed the doorknob and slammed it hard, trying to close the door. Unexpectedly, Song Yang moved faster than him. With a "snap", he put his arms on the door panel and said: Last month I got drunk in [Nightlight], you and Luohe must have sent me home."

Lu Xian pretended not to understand, and said to him from left to right: "Yes, but it was Luo He who poured ice wine on your face, not me. If you want to settle accounts, don't ask me."

"I know, that's not what I'm asking."

"..."

"That night, Luo He left first, so you stayed to take care of me."

"..." Lu Xian's chest was so congested that he could hardly breathe.

"Did you kiss me?"

Lu Xian's eyes widened: "I didn't."

"Little Xian, always lying, will become Pinocchio." Song Yang stretched out his other hand and scratched his nose.

In order to avoid his touch, Lu Xian had no choice but to take a step back, and Song Yang pushed open the door and entered the room.

"Why should I kiss you? Am I crazy?" Lu Xian raised his voice because of guilt, defending himself.

"I don't know, if you're not crazy, then I'm probably crazy." After Song Yang finished speaking, his eyes darkened, he pulled him over, lowered his head and put his lips in his mouth.

"Hmm!" Lu Xian was stunned for a moment, then immediately struggled violently, avoiding him desperately.

"Don't move." Song Yang easily fixed his face, breathed out a hoarse breath on his lips: "I was not sober at that time, but now, I want to make sure of this matter when I am sober."

Lu Xian's head exploded with a "buzz"—crazy, this guy must be crazy!