Lock text system: The hero please respect yourself

Jian Shaomei sighed faintly, put her backpack on her shoulders, and walked listlessly into the dormitory.He used to listen to songs, and felt that the lyrics of love were exaggerated, and sometimes he moaned without illness and made people feel hairy, but now, now that the feng shui is turning, he suddenly felt the same.

There was chaos in the dormitory.The smelly shoes and socks were lying on the ground, and the familiar smell could be smelled from a distance. On the table were instant noodles overnight, and bags of potato chips and hot sticks were everywhere. Two shirtless boys were playing games .

It seems like I played all night, Jian Shaomei thought.

Lan Mingsu also plays games, but this person usually seems to be wound up. Apart from work, he seems to have no other entertainment at all.I always feel that he works too hard. Is it because he really likes to work, or is there some other reason?

When thinking of him, I think of his clean smell and slightly tired eyes.He didn't know that tiredness could also be a part of a person's appearance. He knew that he was tired, but he still wanted to... make him more tired.

Jian Shaomei pulled out the clean and changed clothes from the closet, and put a bath towel on her shoulders.

"Going to take a shower? You didn't come back last night—oh, fuck me, you dare to hit me?" The dormitory, who was too busy to know what to do, somehow noticed his existence, and returned her attention to the computer, clattering on the keyboard ring.

"Hmm." Jian Shaomei walked out in a disturbed state of mind.

How long has it been apart, half an hour?He walked a few steps and looked at his phone again. There was no message, no movement, nothing.

I don't know when... will I call him over?

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From a long time ago, Lan Mingsu knew what it means to be too busy to forget time.The days are the same, work, car, house, and occasionally call home, watching the number in the bank account increase day by day.He also doesn't know what's the point of working like this. He won't have a family, he won't have children, even if he earns [-] million, one day he will...give it away.

Jian Shaomei seemed to be the only accident in his life.That night, he didn't know if his nerves were miswired, and he did something that he couldn't explain.

He would think of Jian Shaomei from time to time, but he knew that Jian Shaomei was not like himself, not a natural companion.So he thought about it and let it go, in this world, if he can live like a normal person, he shouldn't take this path he has to take.

There was a short time between them, which caused a little ripple in each other's lives, but Lan Mingsu likes to plan to the next seven or eight steps when doing things. He has already seen through their future. Even if they are happy for a while now, the future is just a breakup. the result of.

This is his cross.If you think too much, you will never turn back.Even the joy of the present becomes empty and meaningless at the thought of an obscure future.

So when he received Jian Shaomei's text message, he suddenly realized that they hadn't contacted for two weeks.

Jian Shaomei's text messages are very ordinary.

【Mr. Lan, sorry to disturb you again.Recently, I have to pay tuition fees. I want to ask if you need someone to play games with you? (Looking forward) (Looking forward)]

Here again... are you cute?

Naturally, he didn't know how painful Jian Shaomei was for sending this text message.

After waiting for more than a week, there is no news at all.Jian Shaomei was like a wandering corpse, throwing away the phone and picking it up again, and after picking it up, she was in a daze. When she got news, she rushed over to read it, and after reading it, she seemed to be lost in love again.

He didn't dare to let Lan Mingsu know what he was thinking, so he spent more than an hour, deleting and changing, changing and deleting, and finally sent this text message.

There are several meanings in this message.

First, Mr. Lan and him are definitely customers.Second, he didn't come to bother him because he had nothing to do. It was because he had no money and had to pay tuition fees for such a very legitimate and noble reason, so he carefully asked Mr. Lan if he wanted his services.Third, even if he went there, he was just playing games with him, and he had absolutely no other thoughts on Mr. Lan.

There is nothing wrong with this text message. If you are lucky, Mr. Lan may think of him as a motivated young man who bows his head for his studies.

Lan Mingsu felt that his fingers were numb.

It's not that he doesn't want Jian Shaomei to come over, and it's not that he feels sorry for the hundreds of 1000 yuan, he just feels a little dangerous for no reason.

Closing his eyes, he still couldn't forget the impetuous kiss that night.

Lan Mingsu looked down at the text message without saying a word, and typed a few words slowly.

[I'm free this Saturday night, how about you? 】

There was no reply immediately, and a text message flew over 1 minute later.

[Saturday is fine. (happy)】

Lan Mingsu pressed reply.

【8 points. 】

【it is good. 】

As soon as he slapped the wall, Jian Shaomei started to jog around the corridor of the dormitory.

"Jian Shaomei, do you want to wash it or not? If you don't wash it, I will." In the dormitory, there was a slightly threatening voice from a roommate.

"Wash." Jian Shaomei vigorously kicked open the bathroom door.

The water canopy was turned on, and the whole body was drenched.

At 8 o'clock, Lan Mingsu especially likes this time slot.

so cute.

He understood that Lan Mingsu let him go to play a game together, but he was also vaguely looking forward to something.

Mr. Lan is a fellow, and he is usually busy with work and doesn't socialize very much, and he doesn't have a boyfriend, so there are always some needs that are hard to talk about, right?He is not too outstanding in other aspects, but he is really not bad in terms of size and appearance alone. If he insists on providing some special services, Mr. Lan will probably not refuse too much, right?

Mr. Lan... There will be times when his will is not firm, right?

The water on top of her head splashed down, and Jian Shaomei lowered her head, suddenly feeling very dirty again.

Feeling guilty in his heart, but he still couldn't refuse to close his eyes, and Lan Mingsu appeared in front of his eyes, with his head down, kneeling under him and sucking with his mouth open.

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Jian Shaomei wiped her chest in front of the mirror.

Lan Mingsu likes to wear suits, simple white shirts, and even ties are always neatly tied, meticulous.He himself is not, preferring comfortable sportswear, running shoes.The personalities of the two are so different... But apart from these, the man in the mirror has clean and wet hair, young and vigorous, with smooth texture, and his chest is not burly, but Mr. Lan should also like it, right?

There are still two days left until Saturday, but he can't wait any longer. He looks at his watch and scrolls through Weibo boredly.

I got a few new fans, and I searched randomly, and one of them has an account with 81 fans, but it hasn't posted any blogs.Jian Shaomei felt that this account was a zombie account, and it was useless to keep it, so she deleted it casually.

He was hugging the guitar and humming softly, when suddenly, the prompt message from the blue screen public relations sounded without warning.

Jian Shaomei was taken aback, and immediately logged on.

This special reminder was set by him for Lan Mingsu. As soon as Lan Mingsu goes online, he can receive the message immediately.Lan Mingsu didn't block or block him, so he could see Lan Mingsu's real-time status.

Sure enough, Lan Mingsu's number flickered.

Suddenly, suddenly, it went out again.

Jian Shaomei only felt a little flustered with uncertainty.Don't you want to meet on Saturday, why is it on the blue screen PR again today?He also understood that Lan Mingsu had to socialize and work, maybe he came to Lan Screen to find a publicist for a client like last time.But since it was for work, why did it suddenly go offline again?Is it because you see yourself logged in?

Or……

Jian Shaomei's eyes suddenly popped out.

What offline, did Mr. Lan block him? !