"Brother Feng?" Ji Weiran was taken aback, not understanding why he was here, didn't he promise to wait for him at the door?

But just right!

Ji Weiran's eyes lit up, as if the stars were reflected in his eyes, he ran over joyfully, and said in a soft voice: "Brother Feng, you are finally back!"

Ji Weiran stood still in front of Feng Che, stretched out his hands, and looked at him with a raised face.

"hug!"

"! Beng Pingxin stood behind, eyes bigger than eggs, watching Ji Weiran rushing towards that person in shock, clenched his fists tightly.

He, he actually let that man hug him!

Ling Yifan suddenly felt particularly uncomfortable.

Feng Che's cold eyes froze for a moment, and he couldn't say what he wanted to question.

He looked down at the surprised boy, coughed lightly, and said in an uncomfortable voice, "Well, I'm back."

As he spoke, he moved his fingers, but in the end there was no movement.

"Let's go, go home." Feng Che said.

However, the young man looked at him relentlessly, as if he would get angry the next second if he didn't hug him, he whimpered coquettishly: "Do you want to hug him?"

hiss……

Unbearable!

Ji Weiran thought with a toothache.

Feng Che's eyes flickered, and he was about to reach out his hand, but

"Huh!" The boy turned around angrily, pointed the back of his head at him, and complained in a muffled voice.

"Forget it. It seems that you don't miss me at all. Brother Ling and I are going back to the dormitory. You can go back."

Get two at a time.

Plan pass.

Ji Weiran praised himself in his heart.

After finishing speaking, he smiled sweetly at Ling Yifan: "Brother Ling, let's go up!"

However, just as he was about to walk over, he suddenly felt his body lighten, and after a while of spinning, his body suddenly flew into the air.

Ji Weiran:? ? ?

Feng Che easily carried the man on his shoulders, and said in a cold voice, "Go home."

After finishing speaking, he strode out.

Ji Weiran's skeleton is very small, perhaps because he doesn't like to eat much in the hot weather recently, and his weight is lighter than before.

Feng Che frowned.

Ji Weiran finally came to his senses and said in panic, "What are you doing?!"

Is Feng Che crazy? !

Ji Weiran struggled violently, but the man's big hand was tightly bound, Ji Weiran was so angry that he almost bit him: "Put me down quickly, this is the school!"

Feng Che doesn't feel ashamed, but he does!

What's wrong with this man!

However, Feng Che didn't pay attention to his struggle at all.

Ji Weiran panicked and called for help: "Brother Ling, save me!"

Only then did Ling Yifan recover from the shock, just as he was about to step forward, Feng Che turned his head and looked at him coldly.

There was a warning in his eyes.

The man's eyes were so frightening that Ling Yifan subconsciously stopped, or he couldn't move at all, as if there was a powerful force suppressing him, making him unable to move.

When he finally came back to his senses and regained his strength, Feng Che had already disappeared from sight.

"Damn!" Ling Yifan kicked the stone pillar beside him angrily, causing him to gasp in pain.

He took out his phone and called Ji Weiran.

After a few rings, the phone was hung up.

He hit again without giving up.

But this time, the other side shut down directly.

With cold eyes, Feng Che pulled [Brother Ling] into the blacklist, and after finishing all this, he put the phone in his pocket.

"Feng Che, let me down!" Ji Weiran was so angry that he bit his neck hard.

However, he didn't dare to make too much noise.

At this moment, a student came over for evening self-study and looked over excitedly. Ji Weiran hurriedly buried his head and took another bite out of anger.

But with this little strength, to Feng Che, it was almost the same as being bitten by a kitten. It was not painful at all, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

He was tall, and he was walking out with long legs at this time. In the darkness, everyone couldn't see his face clearly, but the perfect body proportion still made many people stop and gossip excitedly.

"If you don't let me down, I really don't like you anymore!" Ji Weiran kicked back and forth anxiously.

However, this kick was impartial, and it happened to be kicked in an unspeakable position.

An unspeakable expression finally appeared on Feng Che's immobile Bingshan face.

He took a deep breath and slapped Ji Weiran's butt.

"be honest."

Sure enough, after this slap, the boy finally stopped moving.

Feng Che stabilized his mind and strode out of the campus.

……

!

It took several minutes before Ji Weiran came back to his senses.

His face turned red all of a sudden.

Ah ah ah dog man you are dead! !

After getting into the car, Feng Che closed the door and said in a cold voice, "Drive."

Ji Weiran was finally let go, his face was as red as a ripe tomato, he kicked Feng Che like a fried hair, and asked, "You, what are you doing?!"

As soon as Feng Che grabbed his ankle, his cold voice didn't fluctuate: "Have you eaten yet?"

I am full of gas, what else to eat!

Ji Weiran glared at him angrily.

At this moment, Little C went online.

[Remind the master, be careful not to collapse the character~]

Ji Weiran was really angry: "He has collapsed like this, why can't I collapse?!"

Little C was trembling, crying and saying: [But the system has not detected any signs of the main character's collapse...]

Didn't collapse?

Ji Weiran blinked in confusion, and slowly calmed down.

If it didn't collapse... why is the dog man angry?

You can't be jealous because of his popularity, right?

Ji Weiran quickly ruled out several unlikely options and began to think seriously.

According to the plot in the novel, the original owner has always been sticking to the protagonist Gong's side, and he can't let go of others except the protagonist Gong. Presumably, he doesn't have any friends, and now Feng Che wants to use him to keep him by his side. I would like to see him have too much involvement with the outside world, otherwise it will be difficult to control.

And now he actually doesn't care that much about Feng Che, Feng Che must have a sense of uneasiness that things are out of control, afraid that he won't be able to use him anymore.

So... this is a manifestation of incompetence and rage!

Little c: [? ]

Little C: [Master, in fact, what the system detects is that the protagonist’s attack may be eating...]

"Understood, I understand!"

Ji Weiran figured out the reason, and suddenly stopped being angry.

Originally, everyone gets what they need, and there is no need to be genuinely angry.

In terms of acting skills, he hasn't lost yet.

Ji Weiran rolled his eyes, and suddenly his eyes turned red, and tears rolled in his eyes: "Brother Feng, do you hate me?"

Feng Che frowned: "Why do you say that?"

"Then you are so fierce to me." Ji Weiran pouted aggrievedly, "It hurts so much, rub it for me."

Feng Che's gaze shrank immediately, and he stood there for a long time without moving.

"Hurry up, what are you doing in a daze?" Ji Weiran rubbed against him, tugged at his sleeve and acted coquettishly, "Rub it, and I won't be angry."

Feng Che suddenly exerted force on his hand.

"Hiss..." The young man looked at him sadly, snorted, and tears fell down suddenly, "If you don't rub it, don't rub it, why are you even harder?"

Only then did Feng Che come back to his senses, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, and he quickly loosened his ankle.

Ji Weiran pretended to be in excruciating pain, and rubbed himself aggrievedly, crying while rubbing: "You really don't like me anymore."

Feng Che clenched his fists, glanced casually over the place he had photographed, and murmured: "I thought..."

"What do you think?" Ji Weiran raised his head and looked at him inexplicably.

Feng Che immediately withdrew his gaze and stared straight ahead: "It's okay."

The man's perfect jaw line was tightly stretched, but where Ji Weiran couldn't see it, his earlobes were red all the way to his neck.

After a while, Feng Che said, "Just now... it was my fault, stop crying."

Oh, it really is a dog.

Ji Weiran silently cursed in his heart.

However, his eyes lit up on his face, and he seemed reluctant, but couldn't help but look proud and happy: "Since you know you were wrong, then I will forgive you reluctantly."

A very coaxing look, so well-behaved that it makes people feel distressed.

"Brother Feng, let me tell you another secret. In fact, I have been dreaming of you every day these days."

Ji Weiran trembled his eyelashes, hooked his fingers, and said softly, "I miss you so much."

The sweet voice was full of longing, and the young man in front of him relied on him without a city.

Feng Che's heart skipped a beat, as if something had taken root in his heart.

He quietly looked at the person in front of him.

[The character settings have been corrected, the host please continue to work hard! ]

Ji Weiran raised his eyebrows, as expected nothing could escape from his palm.

Suddenly, the man's deep and sexy voice rang in his ears: "Why do you want me to block me?"

……

!

Forget about this!

·

Back home, Ji Weiran released him in front of Feng Che, feeling guilty: "Didn't I wait for Brother Feng to come to me? Look, this trick really worked. You came to me as soon as you came back today." .”

As she said that, she winked at Feng Che with a cautious look.

Feng Che was sure that he had been removed from the blacklist, and his expression finally eased a lot.

However, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that Ji Weiran had also released [Brother Ling], his eyes darkened immediately.

"he……"

Ji Weiran blinked, provoking him deliberately: "Brother Ling is my roommate, Brother Feng, you won't be jealous, right?"

The word "jealous" was deliberately bitten a little harder.

Feng Che's face darkened, listening to the phrase "Brother Ling" was harsh.

He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Brother Ling?"

"what happened?"

"Doesn't he have a name?"

"...?"

Ji Weiran thought for a long time, and finally figured it out.

It turns out that Feng Che's focus is not on whether to be jealous, but on the word Ling Gege?

Ji Weiran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and was a little tired. He didn't want to make trouble with him anymore, and said in a funny way like coaxing a child, "Okay, okay, then I'll change it to my name, okay?"

"Three days."

Ji Weiran paused and asked in confusion, "What?"

"You blocked me for three days." After Feng Che finished speaking, he pursed his lips tightly and looked at him rightly.

"..."

Does this stuff compare? !

The protagonist, the dog man, has too much burden!

Ji Weiran threw the phone away and did whatever he wanted, not wanting to talk to him anymore, he slammed the bathroom door.

·

Half a month of military training passed quickly.

After lunch, Ji Weiran and Xu Dongdong took a boring walk on the playground to digest the food in their stomachs.

After the task was completed, it was really effective. In recent days, Ling Yifan almost avoided him every day. If he could not go back to the dormitory, he would not go back to the dormitory. Even Xu Dongdong could see that something was wrong.

"It's fine if you don't come back, it's quiet, it's a pity that my god...why hasn't he come!" Xu Dongdong cried and almost begged his grandpa to sue his grandma.

At this moment, there was a lot of movement in front, followed by a few excited screams, and more and more people ran towards the teaching building in front.

"Damn, it can't be that my male god is here?" Xu Dongdong's ears perked up, "Let's go and have a look!"

Ji Weiran didn't want to join in the fun, but Xu Dongdong kept pulling him, so he had no choice but to follow.

There are a lot of people in front of the teaching building, and it is a huge area, and it is impossible to see the people inside.

Ji Weiran frowned, he didn't like to be crowded in the crowd, and the curiosity that had been aroused was also scattered by the crowd.

"Dongdong, I won't go in, I'll go back to the dormitory first."

As soon as he turned his head, Xu Dongdong rushed in, Ji Weiran had no choice but to go back by himself.

in the principal's office.

"What's the matter? Classmate Zhou?" The principal reminded him aloud, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Zhou Heng came back to his senses, looked away, and said indifferently, "It's okay."

"...Okay, then you will be the team leader for this project. You must not disappoint the expectations of the teachers!" The principal just wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but unexpectedly, it was in vain.

The arm barely stopped in mid-air.

Zhou Heng took a step back, raised his eyelids, and showed no expression on his face: "Got it."

The principal chuckled, and withdrew his hand in embarrassment: "Okay, okay, the classmates will go to work that week."

Zhou Heng let out a "hmm", and when he looked up again, that figure had disappeared on the playground.

Zhou Heng lowered his eyes slightly.

Out of the teaching building.

Zhou Heng looked at the people surrounded outside, frowned, and glanced coldly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh so handsome! He's a hundred times more handsome than the photo!"

"The headmaster personally sent it out? It seems that the background is not small."

"It's a little difficult to get along with, but I love the indifferent and cool guy!"

The headmaster put on a straight face: "It's all scattered, don't squeeze here!"

Everyone had no choice but to give way reluctantly.

Zhou Heng walked out of the crowd expressionlessly, his tall and straight figure was particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

·

In the evening, Ji Weiran put the little turtle into a box, today Feng Lao called him and said he wanted to see the little turtle.

The little tortoise got used to living in the dormitory, and suddenly changed the environment, and crawled out a little uneasy.

Ji Weiran lowered his head to comfort it while walking: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll let you out when you get in the car—ah!"

Suddenly, he collided with someone who was walking towards him.

With a "crash", the document fell to the ground.

Ji Weiran hurriedly said embarrassingly: "Sorry, I will help you pick it up."

"Need not."

The boy's voice is nice, but at this moment, he seemed to be suppressing something, Ji Weiran unconsciously looked up.

"You...?" Ji Weiran frowned.

Zhou Heng's gaze paused, his beautiful eyes looked deeply at Ji Weiran, and he clenched his fists unconsciously.

"Are you sick?" Ji Weiran said worriedly.

Sure enough, he sounded like a man, and the boy looked good, but now his face was pale, and even his lips were abnormally white.

Zhou Heng instantly let go of his clenched hands, lowered his head: "No."

However, the slender figure swayed slightly, and the color of the lips became paler, obviously not all right.

"Could it be hypoglycemia?"

"No." Zhou Heng tidied up the documents, as if he was escaping from something, he hurried upstairs.

This person is so strange, there is obviously something wrong.

Ji Weiran chased after him: "Wait!"

Zhou Heng's figure suddenly stopped.

"Stretch out your hand." Ji Weiran said.

Zhou Heng stretched out his hand unconsciously and obediently.

It seems that this action has been so familiar that it can no longer be familiar.

Zhou Heng's fingertips trembled slightly.

"This is for you. If you feel uncomfortable, you must go to the infirmary as soon as possible. It is the second room on the right side of the teaching building."

Ji Weiran put a piece of toffee in his palm, and then left with the little turtle in his arms.

Zhou Heng watched his back quietly until he disappeared.

After a while, he came back to his senses, looked at the piece of milk candy, and slowly clenched his palm tightly.

The author has something to say: here we come, we are a little late, please do not call QAQ, good night, little cuties~

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