When the storm took the script

Sheng Junqian regretted it when he came back from the small theater in anger, and he didn't know if Zhao Duan really went to the hotel with Lin Mu.

He went back again, and as long as Zhao Duan was still there, he reluctantly apologized and admitted that he was stingy.

But when I went back, I only saw Zheng Cheng and his girlfriend walking hand in hand by the lake.

Sheng Junqian thought viciously: "What's so good about falling in love? You can score points if you talk about it."

Feeling lost in his heart, he turned his head and wanted to leave, but was caught by Tang Fan at a glance.

Tang Fan and Zheng Cheng didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so they immediately found a dessert shop nearby, insisting on explaining the confusion to Sheng Junqian, a confused little lamb.

"So, you engaged in such a big battle to snatch people away, and then you sent your rival to bed after you snatched them?"

Sheng Junqian pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Send lubricant?"

"Wish you have fun?"

Tang Fan hesitated to speak, and gave him a thumbs up, you can really do it.

Sheng Junqian: "But they are a couple."

"Did he say yes? Can you snatch away a couple easily? You haven't seen Lin Mu's dark face. If I were called ugly in public, I would tear his face apart. That's all." , are they still lovers? I'm afraid there is no hatred."

Tang Fan hated that iron could not be made into steel, and when Sheng Junqian had something to say, he gave him a chance to defend himself.

When Tang Fan said this, Sheng Junqian felt a little guilty. After all, he was too drunk to make others come down, and said, "I forced him to do so."

Tang Fan snorted: "How did you force it? Do you want his life or his money?"

Sheng Junqian felt ashamed and didn't want to say it, so he muttered a few words in an attempt to get away with it.

Tang Fan picked out her ears in a very unladylike way, "Huh?"

"..." Sheng Junqian said with a cold face, "I said I would never play with him again."

That's it?

Tang Fan fell silent when he heard the words, and laughed out loud, wtf?Are you kindergarten kids?

"Ah... Fortunately, I didn't catch up with you at the beginning, or I would be pissed off sooner or later."

Sheng Junqian was holding his breath, but after being ridiculed by her, he pursed his lips and replied seriously: "Your assumption has no basis at all, even if you come again several times, you will not be able to catch up with me."

Tang Fan:? ? ?

This kind of person deserves to be single for the rest of his life, and he can only watch from a distance and not play with it.

Zheng Cheng looked at his girlfriend deflated, and felt secretly refreshed. If he could really cure her lustful problem, he would call Sheng Junqian's father sincerely.

Zheng Cheng said: "Let's not talk about anything else, did you really give someone lubricant?"

Sheng Junqian said, "No."

"It's not considered terminally ill." Tang Fan pushed Zheng Cheng aside, and concluded straightforwardly, "Hey, don't mess around, he just likes you, didn't you realize that? Lin Mu is just a low profile version of you .”

Sheng Junqian was not very happy when he heard this. He frowned even tighter, and said expressionlessly: "But he didn't even give me his contact information, and even found another boyfriend, and even asked him to kiss his face. .”

"Damn it, this is a Neptune, Father Sheng, isn't this the one you said to be a stand-in for?" Zheng Cheng slapped the table, "Rich people have played too many tricks, Father Sheng, what do you want to do?" Don’t be seduced by these small favors to those who dedicate their lives to the medical cause of our country.”

Sheng Junqian frowned unconsciously: "No."

In case Zheng Cheng asked further, he said, "This is a bit complicated to explain."

"Okay, let's go back to your matter." Zheng Cheng said, "Do you like him or not? If you don't like him, according to my brother, there are many people in this world, so let's not be in the Neptune Pond. There's a fish."

Sheng Junqian's relationship history is blank, even if he is a master of learning and handsome, no matter how high his professional score is, and no matter how soft he is when he wins the national award, isn't it still 0 points in the love class?He really didn't want his daddy Sheng to swim into the sea king's pond without incident.

Zheng Cheng earnestly persuaded:

"Does he look handsome?"

"Is it gentle?"

"With your high education, do you have a common language with you?"

"It's still an octopus, Daddy Sheng, why don't we change someone else?"

Sheng Junqian looked down at the coffee in his hand, stirred it gently, and his heart throbbed.

Change someone.

Give him candy and have a snowball fight with him.

Sing to him, give him a hug, take him home, run away with him again?

Will he be as cute as Zhao Duan?

The movement of stirring the coffee stopped suddenly, and the metal spoon made a crisp sound when it hit the cup wall heavily.

Sheng Junqian bowed his head, he squeezed the amulet in his pocket vigorously, his eyes looked helpless and sad under the dim light.

What the hell can two idiot straight men discuss, and I have to ask my wife to come.

Seeing the appearance of the male god, Tang Fan, who was overflowing with maternal love, directly picked up Zheng Cheng's collar and asked, "Do you like me?"

Zheng Cheng shook, and immediately said, "I like it."

"I am self-willed and have a bad temper. My aunt came and asked you to deliver a hot water bottle in the middle of the night. I almost blew up the kitchen when I made a meal. I am an art student. I don't understand these things you study. I am not gentle and unreasonable. , the stingy ones are going to die."

Zheng Cheng wants to go online for survival, and swears: "These little tempers are cute shining points in you, no matter what you are, I like you!"

"so."

Tang Fan squinted at the two men present, and asked, "Not handsome, not gentle, and with low education, why can't Sheng Junqian like him?"

"Male god." Tang Fan propped his chin and looked at him with a smile, "It's a very simple thing to like."

"When you see him close to others, you will be jealous, angry, and childish. He will be included in all plans. No matter which city you go to, as long as you have him, you will feel that the scenery you usually see is very humane. .”

"The house can be small, but it must be in pairs. There are things he likes and your things. If you want to accommodate him, he will accommodate you. You can't see him sad. As long as he shows a little unhappy, you I just want to hug him and kiss him."

"When you see Xue, you will wonder if he has worn a lot. There is a meteor shower in the news, and you will want to watch it with him. Even if you see a funny joke, you want to tell him yourself."

Seeing his pensive look, Tang Fan stared straight at Sheng Junqian and asked, "Maybe you haven't thought about it so much before, then think about it now, think about it right away, think about it right away, what I just said, you Bring that person in, are you disgusted?"

Sheng Junqian thought in a daze:

do i like him

I like him.

I seem to like him a little bit.

very annoying.

But it seems to like this kind of trouble.

So does he like me?

Will he still be mad at me?

Will he have sex/love with Lin Mu?

Should I continue to like him?

Sheng Junqian sat on the bed in the dormitory in a daze, his mind was full of Zhao Duan.

I was very angry, but found that I didn't even have the contact information of the other party. The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, sour and astringent. Finally, I ate all the big bag of blue fat snacks I bought in the cabinet to commemorate his short-lived , a love that may end before it begins.

----

03:30am.

Zhao Jingcheng received a call from Sheng Junqian with a splitting headache.

Zhao Jingcheng couldn't contact Zhao Duan at all during this time, and was taught a lesson by Sheng Junqian that night. Under the double blow, he was a bit useless.

Drinking and drinking with a group of friends all day long until the early hours of the morning.

As soon as he fell asleep today, he was woken up. He scratched his hair irritably, hung up several times, and finally smashed the phone without blocking the ringtone that could penetrate his head.

"I beat your mother at night." Zhao Jingcheng was hungry and annoyed, and he just scolded people without looking at their names.

Sheng Junqian on the phone listened to him swearing silently, and burped several times along the way.

After Zhao Jingcheng finished cursing, he opened his eyes a little: "Sheng Junqian, are you sick?"

Sheng Junqian was unmoved, and said indifferently: "I want Zhao Duan's contact information."

Is this a fucking way to ask for help?

Zhao Jingcheng frowned: "No."

Being rejected without any room, Sheng Junqian paused, his tone worse than his: "I want to see Zhao Duan."

Zhao Jingcheng woke up from a hangover, and his mind was in a mess. He pulled on a pair of slippers and walked to the window, holding a cigarette between his hands and letting the cold wind pour down his neck, he regained some sense: "What do you want him for?"

Sheng Junqian: "I want to be a star!"? ? ?

Zhao Jingcheng's cigarette almost dropped, what a fucking logical reason.

Sheng Junqian said again: "I saved him that day, and I want to ask him for a reward."

Zhao Jingcheng suddenly had a feeling that this should be the fucking way.

Sure enough, he knew that this person had no scientific research spirit.

The stench of copper all over.

"I can take you there." Zhao Jingcheng was worried that he couldn't find a reason to approach Zhao Duan. Wasn't he dozing off and someone was rushing to deliver a pillow?

But something still needs to be clarified.

"Did you scold me that day?"

Zhao Jingcheng was drinking too much that day, and he didn't know if he was dreaming or someone really scolded him.

Sheng Junqian was silent for a second, and asked suspiciously, "What day?"

Zhao Jingcheng: "Two weeks ago."

Sheng Junqian didn't blush, his voice didn't shake, and he said firmly, "No. I've been in the laboratory all this time. This project is very busy, and I eat and sleep in the laboratory."

Zhao Jingcheng expressed doubts about his scientific research spirit, but he was a little bit convinced, and finally asked: "Then you reason for me, why do I remember waking up drunk that night, my arm was smashed, and you scolded me, what's going on? ?”

Sheng Junqian thought for a while, and gave the reason: "When a person is too anxious and stressed, sometimes he will have auditory hallucinations and hallucinations, but when you relax, you will find that these are all false, but it is the truth deep in your heart. voice projected onto the exterior image."

Zhao Jingcheng: "..."

"Think about it carefully, you said I scolded you, so you said I scolded you, right?"

Zhao Jingcheng just wanted to fuck, this fucking...

Sheng Junqian came to a conclusion for him in a simple and rude way: "You are more serious, and you still have self-harm behavior after drunk. I suggest you go to the psychology department to check it out."

Zhao Jingcheng was dumbfounded, am I really sick?

Or are doctors now so careless about human life?

----

We ate dinner at a Chinese restaurant. The decoration is exquisite, the food is exquisite and delicious, and the service is thoughtful. The decorations for celebrating New Year's Day have not been picked up, which adds a bit of human touch.

Sheng Junqian and Zhao Jingcheng came one step ahead, and they lowered their heads to play with their mobile phones at the same time, ignoring each other, not like friends but enemies.

More than ten minutes later, Zhao Duan came. He still had some pain in his buttocks. In addition to his old childhood problems, his left leg turned slightly when it was cold, and his walking was easy to be misunderstood.

Especially Sheng Junqian, who was already on fire.

Just as Zhao Duan was about to sit down, Sheng Junqian kicked the chair a meter away, and there was a harsh sound of rubbing the floor in the silent restaurant.

Leaning on the chair, crossing her chest and looking at him coldly.

Zhao Duan was not angry at being humiliated in front of outsiders, knowing that the little bastard might have misunderstood, so he held his breath and turned towards him.

He bent his lips joyfully, he is happy when he is angry, and he is afraid when he is not angry.

The waiting waiter wanted to bring it over for him, but Zhao Duan gestured and said with a smile, "No need." Then he pulled the chair over by himself.

Sheng Junqian was even angrier seeing his cheerful appearance.

Are you cool?

A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold, isn't it?

He kicked hard again, the angle was a little crooked, and he kicked against Zhao Duan's foot.

Zhao Duan lowered his eyes and smiled, inexplicably showing some pampering and connivance, and looked a little embarrassed when he looked closely.

Just went back and forth three times.

Zhao Duan sat down quietly.

When Zhao Jingcheng wanted to teach Sheng Junqian a lesson, Zhao Duan's first smile stuck in his throat, and his anger was suddenly extinguished, full of disbelief.

After Zhao Duan sat down, he deliberately moved the chair to the side of Sheng Junqian, and carefully tugged at the corner of his clothes. The truth was too embarrassing, so he just said in a low voice, "I didn't have sex with him, hemorrhoids."

I don't know if you have hemorrhoids?

But Sheng Junqian always believed in Zhao Duan for no reason, and his complexion improved, but he still ignored him and kept playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

The atmosphere was really weird, it was obviously a space for three people, Zhao Jingcheng just felt that he was cut off.

Annoyed and aggrieved, he pushed in forcefully, gritted his teeth and introduced to Zhao Duan: "This is my friend, Sheng Junqian."

Zhao Duan hummed lightly.

Afterwards Zhao Jingcheng said something else, Zhao Duan didn't hear a word, he stared at Sheng Junqian all the time, not daring to be too blatant to be hated by others, he was more meticulous and cautious than the spies in the movies.

What kind of mobile phone are you playing here, and you are reading papers?What's so interesting about the thesis, let's take a look at Lao Zhao, let's be greedy for Lao Zhao!

Zhao Duan scratched his heart and lungs jealously over the phone, wishing he could replace it with his own body.

It suddenly occurred to him that the two of them hadn't contacted each other until now, but Sheng Junqian was so stingy that he might refuse with a cold face. He didn't think he still had the courage to ask for it again, so he had an idea and said, "How about we meet face to face?" Create a group?"

Sheng Junqian didn't know why.

Zhao Jingcheng looked bewildered, but the sense of uncertainty was even greater.

Finally, the three formed a group.

Sheng Junqian's profile picture is a building of a certain scenic spot, and Zhao Duan is illiterate, so he doesn't know it.

He kept it secretly, and must find out later, and go there himself.

Then, looking at Zhao Jingcheng, who was sandwiched between their names, he just wanted to pick it off his phone in annoyance.

Prepared to kick people all the time, Zhao Duan changed the group name: It has been very quiet.

Zhao Jingcheng was a little confused, but after thinking about it, it probably meant that Zhao Duan didn't want others to disturb him.

With a group, Zhao Duan is eager to make a move and wants to join the throne again.

After thinking and thinking, I still didn't dare.

He tentatively tugged at the corner of Sheng Junqian's clothes, thinking sourly: You're talking about Lao Zhao, your little friend is going to wilt, do you know that?

After several fruitless attempts, Zhao Duan also got angry and planned to make a big move.

A 32-year-old man, he shamelessly lifted Sheng Junqian's trouser legs under the table and hooked his legs.

Sheng Junqian looked serious and serious, but he was sneaking around to check some unscrupulous things. Suddenly, he felt an itching from his calf.

He looked at his clothes, looked at Zhao Duan, jumped up from the chair as if being called by the teacher, stood up straight, and said sullenly, "I'll go to the bathroom to clean up."

Zhao Duan lowered his head and dared not look at him, and said with red ears, "Go, go."

With Sheng Junqian's cleanliness character, he couldn't get out for an hour and a half, and Zhao Duan was too lazy to talk to Zhao Jingcheng, ignoring every word he said, leaning on the chair, his legs were like golden knives Open it, with a frozen face, as if shut up, get out, I don't want to hear it.

Some people are cold-faced evil stars on the surface, but their hearts have long been tickled by Sheng Jun's mobile phone that was left on the table.

Just use it, add your own WeChat and put it down immediately.

The palm of Zhao Duan's cell phone was covered with sticky sweat, and he was more frightened than when Wang Mazi used a stick to steal things for the first time when he was a child.

It's fine if you have a password, but if you don't have a password, it's God's destiny.

Zhao Duan clasped his palms together and said God bless several times in his heart, and then turned on the screen.

Wow!without password!

The Baidu news that Sheng Junqian had just read was also displayed on the screen of the phone.

Zhao Duan and Lin Mu's real love hammer?Late night hotel tryst to spend the night together?

Who the hell made up rumors about Lao Tzu?

Little Bodhisattva who can't catch up with Lao Tzu, you fucking wait for bankruptcy.

Zhao Duan thought viciously, and couldn't hold back to open his record:

Is Zhao Duan illiterate?Does he know Ma Yinglong?

Does Zhao Duan know that hemorrhoids cannot be treated?

Can Ma Yinglong be used as a lubricant?

Does Ma Yinglong and Lubricant look alike?

Is there a time machine in the world?

What the hell is this...

Is that what he thought?

Zhao Duan suddenly felt that his heart was beating very fast, like a poor ghost suddenly being hit by a golden mountain. Except for ecstasy, the remaining 90.00% was unbelievable.

He squeezed the phone so hard that it felt like he was going to crush the screen of the phone.

Isn't this really a dream?

Zhao Duan pinched his thigh hard, felt the pain, and took a rough breath, then recovered and continued to read the search records below.

What happens when you see a friend getting jealous when they have a boyfriend?

Does eating liqueur chocolate make people feel excited?

Are those who like Doraemon all scumbags?

Zhao Duan's hands began to tremble, and he stood up abruptly, the chair made a harsh sound of "stinging", his brain seemed to have been bombed by an atomic bomb just now, he stumbled with his left foot and his right foot, and staggered to the bathroom with Zhao Jingcheng's shocked expression on his face.

Sheng Junqian was wiping his clothes with a frown. It would kill him to wear such stained clothes.

Standing behind him, Zhao Duan squeezed his clenched fist, released it, squeezed it, and let it go until his hands were covered with sweat, then he said with a trembling voice: "Don't wipe it, go back and change it."

Sheng Junqian was still a little angry when he heard the culprit's voice, and said sullenly, "The school is far away from here."

Zhao Duan's voice trembled even more, and he said something wrong:

"Zhao Duan is 32 years old this year. He hasn't finished 9 years of compulsory education. He has never been in a relationship."

"Zhao Duan doesn't like Lin Mu, Zhao Duan has never had sex with anyone he doesn't like."

"Zhao Duan is illiterate, but he knows Ma Yinglong. He knows he can't have sex with hemorrhoids, but he firmly believes that his chrysanthemum is fine."

"Zhao Duan has never used a lubricant. He doesn't know if Ma Yinglong can be a lubricant, and he doesn't know if the two of them look alike."

"There is no time machine in this world, but Zhao Duan decided to forgive what Sheng Junqian said before."

"Eating bonbons doesn't make your heart flutter."

"The person who likes Doraemon is not a scumbag, he is just an incompetent and loveless kid."

"Seeing that a friend has a boyfriend is jealous, maybe it's because you—"

After all, Zhao Duan was not so shameless, and he failed to say that Sheng Junqian might like him.

After saying so much in one breath, Sheng Junqian never looked back, which made him nervous again. One of the three major illusions in the world is to mistakenly think that the person you like also likes you.

When you like someone, it is easy to exaggerate and interpret his meaningless actions. As long as you have a big enough brain, one person is enough to perform absurd dramas of falling in love, getting married, having children, and growing old.

Zhao Duan has always believed that he is the hero of a romantic idol drama, not a funny buffoon in a romantic comedy.

but now.

He embroidered with gold thread and covered with precious stones. He took off all of them because of Sheng Junqian's indifference. He was already high above him, but Zhao Duan felt that he was still the one who was helpless in life and could only lie in the trash in embarrassment. Beggars and thugs by the barrel.

Sheng Junqian's delay in speaking caused his already weak courage to quickly collapse. He apologized in a panic: "I peeked at your record, don't be angry."

Sheng Junqian turned around, took off his mask, his beautiful peach eyes were full of light, he looked at him with a smile on his lips and said, "What do you want to say?"

"I'm happy—" Zhao Duan just barely said it.

Sheng Junqian took a step closer, took off his gloves slowly, and changed the direction of pinching Zhao Duan's arms with his long white and slender arms, so that his waist was against the sink, looked at him with a sense of oppression, and raised his eyebrows with a smile :"Um?"

Zhao Duan took a deep breath.

"I……"

he yelled:

"My washing machine works very well, and it's very close to here. Do you want to go!"

Sheng Junqian's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, he shook his arm, and left without looking back.

I cursed softly in my heart.

Only fools like you.

Zhao Duan also knew that he had done something wrong, and he didn't have the courage to do it again. He followed him with his head down, and asked aggrievedly, "What are you doing?"

Sheng Junqian ignored him, and said coldly, "I'll go get my phone."

Zhao Duan hurriedly took it out from his pocket, handed it to him without looking at it: "I took it out for you."

The fingertips touched Sheng Junqian's warm and moist palm and quickly retracted.

Sheng Junqian didn't notice his surprise, so he clicked on it casually, and a side face of himself appeared, wearing a white coat and a mask, with an indifferent demeanor, repelling others thousands of miles away.

So in Zhao Duan's eyes, is he like this?It seems really cold.

The anger caused by Zhao Duan's sudden "washing machine" just now was extinguished. He paused and asked Zhao Duan: "Is this me?"

Zhao Duan nodded embarrassedly.

Sheng Junqian smiled: "It looks so fuzzy."

Zhao Duan's cell phone didn't have a password, so he found the camera, foolishly made a scissors hand, and captured both of them in it, "This is not blurry."

The author has something to say:

Hehehe, here I come! ! !

People all over the world are assisting, even rivals in love, but I hate the bastard for not living up to expectations :)

It's really sour to be stuck here. In fact, there is still a paragraph later, but I can't finish writing today. I will post it together tomorrow. Let them post it!Day million!Duck!

Oh, right.

"It's been very quiet" - obviously it's a movie of three people, but I still can't have a name

感谢在2020-08-0319：45：31～2020-08-0423：35：24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Yang Buxing ate 2 results; Xiang Lice 1 result;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 70 bottles of strawberry true knowledge sticks; 30 bottles; 2 bottle of Mengxiansen;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!