man god man god you lost a boyfriend

When he walked out of Ye Zhongya's room, Song Ziqi couldn't help but glanced at that room again, no surprise, the door of that room was still tightly closed.

Song Ziqi's eyes were a little dim, he paused, then turned and left.

After returning to the dormitory in a depressed mood, Song Ziqi threw himself back on the bed.

He lay on the bed, stared at the ceiling for a long time, and then took out the phone next to the pillow and opened Weibo.

——White clothes gave wine today and still didn't post on Weibo.

As expected, Song Ziqi was not very disappointed, but like all the fans of white clothes giving wine, he used to refresh the microblog of white clothes giving wine every day. Over time, this became his habit. I am used to refreshing the Weibo of Baiyi Sending Wine every day, and I am used to checking whether Baiyi Sending Wine has posted on Weibo every day... and once the habit is formed, how can it be so easy to quit it? .

After Song Ziqi left the Weibo where the white clothes delivered wine, he started wandering around with nothing to do. For a while, he browsed the Weibo of this up owner, and then browsed the Weibo of that up owner. After wandering around, he wandered to the Chinese countryside Cat Weibo.

Chinese Pastoral Cat: Daughter-in-law~Are you happy today~Octopus balls

Chinese pastoral cat: Wife, daughter-in-law~ what did you eat today~ I ate octopus balls today hahaha~ octopus balls

Chinese Pastoral Cat: Daughter-in-law~ I listened to a song today~It’s very nice~Would you like to sing a chorus~Octopus Maruko

Chinese Pastoral Cat: Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law~Let’s go to bml together~Octopus balls

……

Song Ziqi knew that he shouldn't have clicked on Chen Lang's Weibo.

...But the attitude change before and after this thing is too big, right?

Just like his sexuality, the speed of this bend is almost as fast as riding a rocket.

Song Ziqi recalled that when he first determined that he was gay, he struggled back and forth for a long time, searched a lot of information on the Internet, and read a lot of books, until finally, he had no choice but to accept his own sexuality.

It took him quite a while to accept his sexuality at the beginning, but Chen Lang looked like a fool, he didn't expect him to accept it so quickly in this kind of place.

Song Ziqi touched his chin, could it be that this guy is a gay guy who hides deeply, but he just didn't find it?

However, when Song Ziqi clicked on the comment area under the Chinese Garden Cat’s Weibo, he found that most of his fans thought he was just selling rot, and a considerable number of fans thought it was just the “indulgence” of the Chinese Garden Cat after a broken love , after all, just like what Song Ziqi thought just now - how can a straight man accept his crooked setting so quickly and calmly?

What's more, Zhonghua Tianyuan Mao used to like to sell rot, even if he is really serious now, probably not many people will believe it... A straight man who often calls his wife to a straight man, and a straight man who often calls " The straight man who talks about "daughter-in-law", the Weibo he posted and what he said seem to have no credibility.

It seems that not only he doesn't believe it, but even Chen Lang's fans don't believe it.

Under such circumstances, how could Qi Liang be expected to believe it?

Song Ziqi remembered the time when he saw Chen Lang and Qi Liang in the movie theater. It should be the first time Chen Lang and Qi Liang met in reality. ?

Song Ziqi thought about it and couldn't think of a reason, and finally he shook his head, forget it, he can't even understand his own affairs, so it's better not to meddle in other people's affairs.

The next day, Song Ziqi went to teach Ye Zhongya again.

When walking towards Ye Zhongya's room, Song Ziqi couldn't help but glanced at that room again. The door of that room was still tightly closed, and he didn't know if there was anyone in it.

That door was like a cat's little paw, gently scratching Song Ziqi's heart, making his heart itch.

Song Ziqi paused, but quickly turned around and continued walking towards Ye Zhongya's room.

Ye Zhongya was lying on the table doing her homework, and she was still wearing a panda pajamas.

Song Ziqi was silent for a moment, he suddenly wanted to open Ye Zhongya's closet to see how many different sets of pajamas he had.

Seeing Song Ziqi staring at her pajamas, Ye Zhongya was silent for a moment, and then explained: "...my brother bought this for me."

Song Ziqi let out a little disappointment.

... Huh, wait? !

Wait, wait, Liang Boya bought this for him? !

Liang Boya bought it? ! !

Song Ziqi looked at the panda pajamas on Ye Zhongya, and suddenly he felt a little uncomfortable.

Liang Boya actually likes this type of pajamas?

... No, Liang Boya actually likes to wear this type of pajamas for her younger brother? !

"...Your brother bought it for you?" Song Ziqi's tone became subtle in an instant.

Ye Zhongya nodded silently. He dropped his pen and glanced at Song Ziqi, then said calmly, "You should have seen him yesterday, don't look at my brother's cold appearance, but he really likes these cute little things... ...But after he bought it, he was too embarrassed to wear it himself, so he let me wear it."

Song Ziqi: "..." I can't tell at all!

The world view is about to collapse!

Ye Zhongya held her chin and looked at Song Ziqi: "You can't tell at all, can you?"

Song Ziqi shook his head with a subtle expression.

Ye Zhongya blinked: "You think what I said is unbelievable?"

Song Ziqi nodded with a subtle expression.

Ye Zhongya blinked: "Of course, because I lied to you."

Song Ziqi: "..."

Sure enough, brats are the most annoying!

...Even a good-looking brat!

Ye Zhongya tilted her head: "Actually, my mother bought these pajamas for me, and she also bought a few identical ones for my brother, but my brother has never worn them."

Song Ziqi: "..."

It's no wonder you can wear it!

He couldn't imagine the scene of the male god wearing such cute pajamas!

"That's why my mother has been very disappointed." Ye Zhongya showed a regretful expression, "I often say that my brother is not filial."

Song Ziqi: "..."

Too many slots.

Song Ziqi hesitated for a moment, but finally made up his mind, and asked Ye Zhongya: "Well, your brother...does he have a girlfriend?"

"My brother?" Ye Zhongya blinked, "Girlfriend?"

Song Ziqi's mood instantly became tense: "Because your brother is handsome, so I'm a little curious. Your brother's girlfriend must be very beautiful, right? Because handsome men must look for beautiful girls, hahahaha..."

Ye Zhongya tilted her mind: "My brother's girlfriend... I haven't seen it before."

"Haven't seen it? Haven't you seen it before?" Song Ziqi thought about it silently, "...Could it be that your brother has never had a girlfriend? Impossible, your brother is so handsome, how could he not have a girlfriend. "

Although Liang Boya had told him before that he had never liked girls before, Song Ziqi always felt that it was just what Liang Boya coaxed "Song Qi". How could it be possible that a man like Liang Boya had never had a girlfriend?

Ye Zhongya twisted her mind: "Anyway, I haven't seen him, and I haven't heard him say it... But I know that there are many people who like him. When he was in high school, he used to have a bunch of love letters stuffed in his schoolbag when he came back from school."

Song Ziqi: "...and then?"

Ye Zhongya: "Then everything was thrown into the trash can."

Song Ziqi: "...so ruthless."

Ye Zhongya bit the tip of the ballpoint pen and thought for a while: "It seems that there are men who confessed to him. In his third year of high school, there was even a boy who followed him downstairs to our house."

Song Ziqi: "...and then."

Ye Zhongya: "Then that pervert was beaten up by my brother. Don't look at my brother looking gentle, but he is actually very fierce in fights."

Song Ziqi: "...You lied to me with what you said just now?!"

Ye Zhongya tilted her head: "That's not true, it's true. I don't know what that pervert did to my brother. My brother broke his nasal septum and went to the hospital for stitches."

"...So since then, my brother has hated homosexuality, especially men who like men."

Song Ziqi instantly felt a burning dull pain in the bridge of his nose, as if he had been punched hard.

Only now did he know how gentle it was for Liang Boya to just turn around and leave when he found out that he was a boy... compared to beating him, a pervert who disguised himself as a woman to cheat his feelings .

Song Ziqi: 嘤 qaq

Liang Boya hates homosexuality?

It turned out that Liang Boya... hated homosexuality.

Song Ziqi's eyes suddenly dimmed.

"But although my brother hates homosexuality, he has never liked girls," Ye Zhongya bit her pen, "Even he doesn't like sister Xinyue."

Song Ziqi was stunned: "...Sister Xinyue?"

Ye Zhongya nodded: "Sister Xinyue's mother and my mother are best friends, so our two families often communicate with each other. Sister Xinyue and my brother grew up together as childhood sweethearts. My mother used to joke that she would book a baby kiss for them. .”

Song Ziqi's eyes dimmed slightly, childhood sweetheart, childhood sweetheart...

Song Ziqi couldn't help but think of what Liang Boya said to him before... If there was no unexpected factor of "Song Qi", maybe they could really achieve a happy fairy tale.

But now that the unexpected factor of "Song Qi" is gone, their lives should return to the normal track.

Song Ziqi's mind couldn't help replaying the scene of G University's anniversary, Liang Boya and Jiang Xinyue standing on the stage, they looked so tacit and well-matched.

As if made for each other.

Just when Song Ziqi thought about it more and more, Ye Zhongya suddenly said again: "But I can see that my brother doesn't like Miss Xinyue."

Song Ziqi was taken aback: "Why?"

Ye Zhongya tilted her head: "Because we are brothers, the type of people we like should be similar. I don't like Sister Xinyue very much."

Song Ziqi: "...why?"

Ye Zhongya blinked: "Because she's so smart."

Song Ziqi: "So you like stupid people? Like who?"

Ye Zhongya blinked: "For example, you."

Song Ziqi: "..."

So Ye Zhongya is turning a corner and calling him stupid?

Looking at Song Ziqi's slightly twitching expression, Ye Zhongya blinked again: "Well, the above sentence is also lying to you, actually I don't know why, but I can feel that my brother has no respect for Sister Xinyue at all. feeling."

The corner of Song Ziqi's mouth twitched, and then he couldn't help reaching out to flick Ye Zhongya's forehead with a bang.

Ye Zhongya groaned, covered her forehead with her hand, and looked at Song Ziqi with teary eyes.

Song Ziqi's hard-hearted heart was not at all moved by Ye Zhongya's pitiful wet eyes, which seemed to be like an abandoned small animal, and he stood up expressionlessly: "I'm going to the toilet, and finish your homework quickly. ?"

Ye Zhongya covered her forehead and said tearfully, "I made it..."

Song Ziqi glared at Ye Zhongya, turned around and went to the toilet.

After draining the water, Song Ziqi stood in front of the washbasin and prepared to wash his hands. Ye Zhongya's family was very particular about washing their hands. They didn't use hand sanitizer, but soap. Yes, probably homemade handmade soap.

The smell is quite good, the faint fragrance, not too strong, seems to have a peaceful taste.

Song Ziqi was intoxicated and was wiping his hands with soap, but the next moment, the door of the toilet was suddenly pushed open.

There was a sudden groan in his heart——

What the hell!

he!superior!toilet!Place!Home!Of course!forget!up!Lock!Door!

But at this moment, it was obviously too late to rush forward to lock the door, Song Ziqi could only watch helplessly as the toilet door was pushed open.

At that moment, the picture seemed to be in slow motion in a movie...

It didn't know when it was raining outside, it seemed to be a torrential rain, so Liang Boya appeared at the door of the toilet, all wet.

Then, the picture seemed to freeze at this moment——

The white shirt on Liang Boya's body was already soaked by the rain, revealing a faint flesh color. The water droplets kept falling from the tips of his black hair, passing over his handsome eyebrows, graceful chin, and rolling Adam's apple...

When Liang Boya came in, he was pushing the door open with one hand and unbuttoning his collar with the other.

Song Ziqi's gaze immediately caught sight of a small piece of smooth skin under Liang Boya's slightly opened neckline, as well as the looming collarbone.

Song Ziqi was stunned for an instant, his eyes were staring straight, and his eyeballs couldn't move.

He felt that his nasal cavity was hot, as if the blood would flow backwards and spurt out of his body in the next moment, and he would become a Buddha immediately.

Because Song Ziqi was too shocked, the hand holding the soap slowly loosened.

The next moment, the slippery piece of soap came out of his hand, fell to the ground, and then rolled in front of Liang Boya.

Liang Boya, who didn't expect anyone in the toilet at all, was slightly taken aback: "..."

Song Ziqi who accidentally threw the soap out: "..."

At this moment, Song Ziqi was in a mess.

Fuck!He actually threw the soap out in front of the male god!

Does he still want to pick up soap in front of the male god?

……if not?

Could he still ask the male god to pick up soap for him?

Song Ziqi quickly bent down to pick up the piece of soap that rolled down in front of Liang Boya, but when he leaned forward, he was too nervous and overpowered, and bumped headfirst.

When Song Ziqi came back to his senses, he had already thrown himself on Liang Boya's body. Not only that, his hands were still holding Liang Boya's thigh.

Fuck!He actually hugged the male god's thigh!

Song Ziqi suddenly became stiff, he actually hugged the male god's thigh, he actually hugged the male god's thigh, he actually hugged the male god's thigh...

He actually hugged the male god's thigh!

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Liang Boya's slender legs were wrapped in slacks, and Song Ziqi seemed to be able to feel the other's slightly warm body temperature through a layer of wet and thin cloth...

Song Ziqi, who hadn't fully reacted yet, raised his head in a daze, in a daze, slowly, and then his gaze froze in an instant——

Fuck!His head!It's actually a male god's crotch!

Song Ziqi became stiff again.

This, see, ghost, of, God, unfold, open!