Frank and strict

Yang Juan didn't go back to the cafeteria, and Zhuo Lan didn't wait for him to come back until after the meal, but halfway through he saw a tall handsome guy walking past the dining table with a frosty face.Their bodies and appearances are all top-notch, but that complexion is ugly, as if they have eaten dynamite.

Zhuo Lan licked his lips and peeked at the other party. After he completely disappeared from sight, he looked away from the corner of his eye and picked up his mobile phone to call Yang Juan.

Yang Juan asked him to help return the plate, even on the phone, he could clearly feel something wrong in Yang Juan's voice.

Zhuo Lan got up and returned the plate and went out to find him, only to find Yang Juan sitting in the small square outside the cafeteria.After he approached, he found that there were deep red marks on both sides of Yang Juan's chin, as if someone had squeezed it heavily.

And he also looked a little embarrassed, and his collar was even more crumpled.

Zhuo Lan looked slightly annoyed, "Someone hit you?"

Yang Juan raised his head to look at him, with a look of despair on his face, "No, I just confessed to him."

"Who?" Zhuo Lan asked suspiciously, "Wolf Walk? Why is he here? Isn't he from the new campus?"

Yang Juan said, "I don't know."

He told the story of meeting He Lang in the cafeteria, including what He Lang said to him later.

Zhuo Lan was really shocked, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses with lingering fear, and couldn't help lowering his voice, "You still dare to tell him this in person, are you not afraid that he will beat you?"

"Scared." Yang Juan murmured, "But if it can relieve him, it's okay to beat me up."

Zhuo Lan sighed, and didn't know what to say, so he could only comfort him dryly in the end: "But he didn't beat you, which means there is still room for relaxation."

Yang Juan shook his head lightly.

Although he didn't answer, Zhuo Lan could tell that he probably wanted to forget about it.Instead, Zhuo Lan felt that it was good to just break up like this, at least from today on, Yang Juan no longer had to worry about pretending to be a girl in the game.

In addition, the two are from different campuses. After leaving the game, the probability of meeting is almost zero. It can be regarded as fulfilling the promise to He Lang and not appearing in front of each other again.

He pulled Yang Juan up from the stool, hooked his shoulder disapprovingly and said, "Isn't it just broken love? Let's go, I'll treat you to milk tea."

Zhuo Lan originally wanted to take him to buy milk tea, but when he passed by a cat cafe on the side of the road, he changed his mind temporarily and pushed him into the cat cafe.They sat in the cat cafe for an afternoon, and Zhuo Lan discussed with him about the follow-up divorce and vaccinating him in advance. The other party would most likely expose him in the forum.

"But not necessarily." Zhuo Lan mused, resting his chin, "After all, when this matter was exposed, the person who was ashamed was not only you, but also himself. Straight men like them have never always cherished face and have strong self-esteem. ?"

"Did you explain it to him?" Zhuo Lan frowned and looked at him, "I asked you to play the female number in the first place."

"No." Yang Juan looked down at the latte art in the coffee cup, "Although it was like this at the beginning, after that it is all my own responsibility."

"Then how about it," Zhuo Lan tapped the table with his fingertips, "I'll explain to him tonight, at least let him not hang on to you."

"He's very angry and won't listen." Yang Juan pursed his lips in a daze, "Anyway, I don't play games anymore, and I can't see what those people say on the Internet, and it won't affect me. "

In the final analysis, the person involved was still Yang Juan, after hearing what he said, Zhuo Lan still didn't say anything in the end.

After returning to the dormitory at night, Yang Juan went to the game to go through the divorce procedure with He Lang.

The two of them had zero communication throughout the whole process. As soon as the system notification of divorce came out, He Lang manipulated the game characters to turn around and leave, leaving Yang Juan in a daze, and then remembered to type and ask for his shipping address.

He considered his words and phrases, repeated deletions and deletions in the sending box, and then pressed the Enter key.

In the next second, He Lang's reminder to reject the message popped up, and it came into his eyes clearly.

Following that, there was a system message that he was kicked out of the gang.

He was absent-minded for a moment, then logged out, and uninstalled the game that existed in his computer for just two months.

The QQ and phone number had probably been blocked, so instead of trying to be lucky, Yang Juan finally sent the box of new skirts back intact to the address in He Lang's school.

In the skirt box, there was still the pink hand-held fan that he hadn't had time to return last time.

The price of the skirts adds up to a little more than [-]. Yang Juan is still a student and has no other source of income other than scholarships and subsidies.Their family is an ordinary well-off family. Although the elder brother's annual salary is not low, he does not want to borrow money from him.

Yang Juan decided to use the lucky money he had accumulated to make up for it, and then spend time finding a part-time job.

He Lang went out in a normal mood in the morning, but went back in the afternoon with a sullen face.The two girls who were in the car with him sat in the car, neither dared to show their air.The fourth child and Shao Ye didn't dare to ask him what happened during the time when he was called out at noon.

In the game at night, when he found out that he had kicked the wool roll out of the gang, Shao Ye's guess was confirmed. He immediately dropped the mouse and keyboard and went out, walked to the courtyard next door and knocked on the door.

The aunt of He Lang's family came out to open the door. After Shao Ye entered, he went straight to He Lang's room on the second floor.

"That boy you met in the cafeteria at noon, is the wool roll?" Seeing He Lang's cold face when he came to open the door, Shao Ye raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Didn't you see it all?" He Lang walked back to the table and sat down expressionlessly, blocking all private chats in the game.

"I also saw you kick him out of the gang, so I confirmed this guess." Shao Ye walked over and found a place to sit down disapprovingly, "Isn't it just a breakup from online dating? What a big deal. My wife is gone. I'll look for it later. A better look is that you can't find what you want—"

Before he finished speaking, He Lang suddenly turned his head with cold eyes.

Shao Ye gave a sudden pause.

There was no big light in the room, only a small dim light on the wall beside the bed.One side of He Lang's face was sunken in the darkness, and the other side was shrouded in the white light of the computer screen, looking into his eyes, as if there was an endless undercurrent surging.

Shao Ye's heart skipped a beat.

After a long time, he finally found his voice, "Fuck, you really like him—"

He Lang snorted and interrupted him, with strong sarcasm in his eyes, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I fall in love with a man?"

"Since you don't like him, why are you still so angry?" Shao Ye clicked his tongue, his voice full of disbelief.

He Lang closed the lid of the notebook with a face full of irritability, "Yes, I admit that I liked him."

After saying this, he paused, and gradually returned to his original indifference, "But I like him with long hair and a skirt, and with a voice changer. Now his gender is fake, and his voice is also fake Well, he is fake from head to toe. Maybe even his honest character is deliberately pretended." He raised his eyelids with a ridiculous expression, "Do you think I still like him?"

He raised the corners of his mouth coldly, and felt more and more that the person who was ridiculous was not Yang Juan, but himself who was kept in the dark.

How good is this guy?In the game, I tell myself not to eat coriander, and I like to take the trouble to say "Okay" in front of him.In the cafeteria at noon today, He Lang was almost fooled by him because of the difference in these two details.

Thinking about it on a deeper level, the other party's method of reassuring him is so proficient, maybe he is still a habitual offender.

He Lang said this in a disgusted tone.

From the perspective of a bystander, Shao Ye intuitively believed that such a conclusion was not valid.After all, in the cafeteria at noon today, it was the other party who came to He Lang first.So he can probably guess that it was the other party who took the initiative to confess first.

Repeat offenders who like to cheat people and cheat their feelings in the game will not do it.

However, after glancing at the furious Fa Xiao in front of him, Shao Ye finally didn't say anything.

From that day on, Yang Juan completely disappeared from He Lang's life.

Although He Lang was furious when he learned the truth, he didn't go to the game forum to expose him.He has always looked down on such behavior, not to mention that He Lang doesn't want others to know that his online dating partner was a man.

But there are still a lot of gossip in the forum.The breakup between the two and Yang Juan's retreat came too suddenly. There were many inference posts about the reasons for the breakup between the two on the forum, and many of them speculated that Yang Juan was a shemale.

People in the gang kept secrets about Yang Juan, and no one dared to mention his existence in public.

He Lang hacked all of Yang Juan's contact information and kicked him out of the gang group.He returned to his single state in the game, and asked people to push dungeons to play in the arena every day. Occasionally, he met a shy female player who slapped her face, and she scolded people without any sympathy.

All of this seemed to be no different from the days before Yang Juan appeared.

But Yang Juan's disappearance did not take away the traces that can be seen everywhere in his life.

From time to time, players in the village who don't have Internet access will come up to him and ask him if he still wants to accept the necklace of eachother.When tidying up the warehouse on the big size, I will suddenly find a complete set of Qiushui that has not been sent out.Passing by the physical store where I once bought a skirt, and seeing a skirt marked "new" in the window, I will subconsciously look at the size of the skirt.

He Lang was very annoyed by this.

Yet this is not the end.After school started at the end of August, he received the box of skirts that Yang Juan had sent back to him dozens of days ago, and a new T-shirt that he had never heard of before.

He Lang didn't lack the money to buy the dress, and he never cared about the fact that the other party didn't return the dress. After receiving the dress, he turned around and stuffed it into the trunk of the car, planning to give it to the He family next time. little cousin.

As for the t-shirt, He Lang didn't even look at it, he just packed it with the Adidas coat in the closet, and prepared to take it downstairs and throw it away.

When he went out to throw away his clothes, he happened to meet the person in the next bedroom who was also throwing his shoes in front of the garbage station.

There are all kinds of things piled up in front of the garbage station, most of which are the daily necessities of the students.He Lang looked at the garbage station expressionlessly, and cursed in his heart.

Just three days ago, everyone received a notice from the school.Starting from this semester, the entire Polytechnic Institute will collectively relocate to the old campus.

The man next door turned around after throwing away his shoes, and greeted him warmly: "Brother Lang is also here to throw out the trash?"

He Lang hummed.

The other party looked down at the bag in his hand, "What did Brother Lang throw away?"

He Lang said briefly: "Clothes."

The person who asked the question paused, and offered to propose: "The clothes and trousers can be put in the donation box for old clothes. How about you give me these clothes, and I will take them there and donate them next time?"

He Lang nodded indifferently, threw the bag of clothes to him in the air, and said before leaving: "Thanks then."

When it came to moving the campus, Shao Ye was the one who felt the most resentment. His relationship was about to turn into a cross-school relationship within two months.In Shao Ye's words, if you have time to talk about cross-school romance, it is better to find someone online in the game.

Not long after they moved to the old campus, Shao Ye flirted with that girl from the Academy of Fine Arts.But he moved quickly, and found new prey at the fraternity without stopping.

Speaking of the sororities after changing campuses, not only Shao Ye and his class have fellowships with the girls from the old campus.The people in He Lang's class contacted the sophomore class non-stop before the National Day.

He Lang is the face and signboard of their class, every time there is a social gathering, even if He Lang lacks interest, the monitor and deputy monitor will definitely pester him and persuade him to attend.

This time is no exception.

He Lang agreed.

But it wasn't until the night of the fellowship, when he entered a small villa rented out for parties near the school, that he learned from the class monitor that the fellowship was with sophomore students majoring in gardening.

He Lang was sitting in front of the bar at that time, holding a can of beer in his hand, and would occasionally take a sip or two.When he heard the word "garden", his five fingers holding the beer suddenly tightened inwards. When he came back to his senses, he had even made a slight dent in the can.

He put down the bottle of wine heavily in his hand, frowned and asked in a cold voice: "Garden?"

The squad leader carefully looked at his face, "Yes, Garden. Considering that there are girls in our class, we can only choose this kind of mixed professional class." His voice gradually lost confidence, "Is there any problem?"

"No problem." He Lang held the can of beer again, with a sarcasm on his face, "Very good."

The fellowship class arrived a few minutes late, and the open bar happened to be able to see the road leading to the entrance.When the students in the gardening class took off their shoes and entered the room, He Lang glanced sharply and gloomyly at the faces of every boy——

He didn't find the person he was looking for, so he slowly withdrew his gaze.

In the next second, from the corner of the eye, he inadvertently glanced at the back of the boy passing by him. He was not very tall, and his short curly hair was very eye-catching.

He Lang stretched out his hand faster than his brain, and when he realized it, he had already grabbed the opponent's arm with a fierce expression.

The curly-haired boy turned his head in astonishment, was startled when he met his sullen gaze, and stammered and shouted: "Student, senior, what's the matter?"

He Lang's face was light and stagnant, and then he put away the emotions on his face without any trace, paused for two seconds, and asked in a flat tone: "Everyone in your class has come?"

"Come." The boy answered truthfully.

He Lang frowned tightly, "How many classes do you major in?"

The boy said, "Three."

"Do you know everyone in the other two classes?" After He Lang asked, he added coldly, "I mean the boys."

"I know," the other party quickly answered, "Usually, there are public classes together. Not to mention boys, because the number of people is relatively small, and the three classes are arranged in mixed dormitories."

He Lang nodded, "You are professional," he paused, recalling the name he saw on the meal card that day, his voice sank unconsciously, "Is there anyone named Zhuo Lan?"

The boy froze, then shook his head firmly, "No."

"No?" He Lang's eyes instantly became dangerous, "Are you sure?"

Hearing this, the boy cautiously recalled it twice, and then opened his mouth and said, "I'm sure not."

There was a lot of anger in He Lang's pupils.

OK, that's great.

It turns out that not only the gender and voice are fake, but also the age and profession are fake.

With an extremely ugly expression, he raised his head and poured the remaining wine in the jar into his mouth.