Living in different beds

Seeing the willful and arrogant Zhang Bai, looking at the man who suddenly became very quiet in front of him, Wu Di's heart tightened tightly. Zhang Bai is a 27-year-old adult man. He will always forget this, and he will always forget it. Do you feel that his Baibai is still the green young man back then, pure and clean, like a crystal that reflects colorful light in the sun.

Zhang Bai's mouth curled into a mocking smile, and he sneered lightly, "What's the matter? Tell me, how do you feel about my past?"

"It seems that that incident really hurt you a lot," Wu Di sighed softly, "Actually Zhezi didn't tell me anything specific, Bai, you are too sensitive."

"You!" The expression on Zhang Bai's face froze in an instant, a trace of obvious pain flashed across his eyes, he raised his hand to cover his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Sidi, many times it's not that you can be together when you fall in love. When love is satisfied, we will demand more, such as fairness, such as equality..."

"I don't care about those, even if you step on the soles of my feet, I will be happy with it," Wu Di smiled silly, raised his hand to rub his hair, and said relaxedly, "Don't think so much, hurry up and be arrogant. We will not be sad in vain."

After dinner, the two came out of the small courtyard and walked along the alley for a while. A flashing light appeared in front of them. It turned out that they had reached the famous night market.

Wu Di tied the little sheep to the side of the road, pulled Zhang Bai up, "Go, Christmas is almost here, I'm going to buy you Christmas presents!"

Infected by his bright smile, Zhang Bai raised his eyebrows, "You can't afford the gift I want."

"Hey, how many times do I have to say it? Spend it hard, brother has plenty of money," Wu Di proudly puffed out his not-so-generous chest.

Zhang Bai smiled faintly, "I want a time machine that can take me back in time."

Wu Di's smile froze, he scratched his hair, and said in embarrassment, "This...it's not that I can't afford it, it's because I really don't have it for sale. Or, my brother will go back and write a novel for you, so that you can go back to the past?"

Zhang Bai laughed loudly, pointing to a booth not far away, "Then treat me to a candy figurine."

The old man's craftsmanship is quite good. He circled a few times steadily with the sugar juice, and a majestic downhill tiger appeared in front of the two. Wu Di praised loudly, "Good! Very good, perfectly showing My domineering spirit!"

Both of them belong to the tiger, so I asked the uncle to be a tiger.

Zhang Bai looked down at the downhill tiger that made Wu Di full of praise, curled his lips, "Master, I want a cute tiger! I want a very cute, very cute tiger."

The uncle was unwilling, pointed at the downhill tiger, and said loudly, "Where is it not fierce? Look at this head, look at this paw, look at this tail, old man, I have been a sugar figure for more than 50 years, and no one has ever dared to call my tiger not tough!"

Zhang Bai was depressed, and gestured with both hands with difficulty, "I don't want a fierce tiger, I want a cute tiger, this one is too fierce, it's not cute at all."

His complicated body language successfully confused the old man, and he waved his hand, "Are you here to make trouble? The young people nowadays don't know how to respect the old and love the young. Others need to do a small business..."

Wu Di couldn't hold back anymore, and burst out laughing.

Zhang Bai thumped him on the shoulder and glared, "Still laughing! I can't express myself well, so tell me!"

Wu Di was staggered by his push, and looked at the old man with a smile, "Don't worry, old man, what he wants is that kind of cute little tiger, fat, chubby, and naive."

"Hey! Isn't it simple?" The old man slapped his thigh and squinted at Zhang Bai, his contempt was self-evident.

Zhang Bai depressedly stretched out his two paws to scratch the wall.

Yu Zu returned to Yu Zu, and when a naive obedient tiger came out from the hands of the old man, Zhang Bai couldn't help exclaiming, "O dear, this is obviously cuter than you!"

Wu Di black line.

The old man finally understood the meaning of "cute", and immediately learned and used it flexibly, "It's cuter than this little brother, more like you, just as cute."

Zhang Bai almost fell while carrying the sugar tiger.

The two paid the money, and one of them went shopping happily with a little tiger in their hands. The old man behind him looked at the backs of the two of them and said to himself, "What is the relationship between these two children? Why are friends not like friends?" Brothers are not like brothers? Sigh, young people nowadays, there are more and more new things..."

Zhang Bai licked the sugar tiger, "Silly Di, let's go home, I'm a little cold."

"Hey, wait another 2 minutes." Wu Di picked out two balls of bright yellow wool, handed it to the proprietress for weighing, then turned to Zhang Bai with a smile, "Shall we wear another coat? Yours is too thin."

"Come on, how thick can yours be? Besides, you'll have to ride a bike later, so wear something thicker to resist the wind." Zhang Bai squinted at him, "Hey, why buy wool? You know how to knit?"

Wu Di took the packaged ball of wool and smiled mysteriously, "I won't tell you!"

"cut!"

After the two returned home, Zhang Bai was shocked to find that Wu Di had started to unravel the wool and weave a scarf. He almost fainted, "Silly Di, you can even knit a scarf. It seems that you are quite feminine. What's the next step?" Are you going to have a baby?"

Wearing black-rimmed glasses, Wu Di seriously counted the knitting buttons, and smiled without raising his head, "Forcing me to show my masculinity?"

Zhang Bai didn't react for a while, and asked stupidly, "How to show it?"

Without further ado, Wu Di began to untie his belt.

Zhang Bai bounced five meters away, roaring, "Enough! Don't show it! I know you're a man!"

Wu Di winked triumphantly, "Sooner or later it will be shown."

Zhang Bai realized that he had been molested by him, but there was nothing he could do. He roared in embarrassment, rushed into the bedroom, and kicked the door hard.

Hearing the loud bang of the bedroom door, Wu Di laughed, picked up the scarf that had been knitted more than ten centimeters in his hand, and said to himself, "Winter is here, follow me, there is a scarf."

Christmas is getting closer and closer, and the young couples in the university are getting more and more tired, but Ma Zhiming has lost his love at this time. It is a girl in the same class that he met in the last friendship, and he accepted a Cartier necklace. Two Omega watches, three LV bags, and four bottles of Gucci perfume kicked him away.

Zhang Bai turned into a senior love expert, "Do you know where your mistakes are? You shouldn't find a charming and charming girl. With your frustrating appearance, how can you stand it?"

Ma Zhiming lay on the steering wheel and cried, "How kind I am to her, I'll buy whatever she wants, why should I say that I don't love her deeply enough..."

The old god Zhang Bai was on the ground comforting him, "The old one won't go, the new one won't come, don't cry, how about I introduce you?"

Ma Zhiming wiped away tears and looked at him expectantly, "Okay, okay!"

"You die!" Zhang Bai pushed his horse's face away in pain, "I will introduce a man to you. without?"

Ma Zhiming said calmly, "Brother Xiaobai, did you forget to take your medicine this morning?"

"Go to hell!" Zhang Bai pounced on him and pinched him tremblingly. After pinching him, he straightened his clothes and sat on the passenger seat with folded arms and looked at his car, speechless. The car is gone, aren’t you wasting the country’s resources too much by living?”

When he mentioned his new car, Ma Zhiming immediately revived on the spot full of blood and blue, started the car with high spirits, and proudly showed off the new car with various difficult moves on the spacious road in the school.

After making a handsome sharp turn, Ma Zhiming flicked his forehead, "How about it, Brother Xiaobai, isn't the new car very handsome?"

Zhang Bai curled his lips, "What's the use of being handsome, you give it to me?"

Ma Zhiming was speechless for a long time, "Although I can't send you off, but you can borrow something to open it up. Just don't come back looking like an art painting."

"I'm sorry, even this wish can't satisfy you," Zhang Bai smiled viciously, "Your senior brother, I don't have a driver's license yet."

"Go take the test," Ma Zhiming said lightly, "Now anyone who says they don't have a driver's license is ashamed to say hello."

Zhang Bai seriously thought about it. After graduation, he would most likely stay in school. Although he lives next to the school, it is still troublesome without a driver's license.

So when his head got hot, he directly urged Ma Zhiming to drive him to the driving school to register. It was easy to think of it, but it was troublesome to do it. First of all, he didn't bring his ID card.

After touching his whole body, Zhang Bai cried, "I guess I forgot my home."

"Uh..." Ma Zhiming was speechless for a moment, then suddenly became excited, "Hurry up and call Huniu to bring it to you. Hurry up, Huniu is so kind, she will definitely help you."

Zhang Bai squinted at him, "Why are you so excited?"

Ma Zhiming clenched his fists, Xingxingyan shouted excitedly, "That's Huniu! My favorite Huniu!"

Originally, Zhang Bai thought that since there was no time limit for signing up, he might as well bring his ID card and come back later, but he couldn't hold back Ma Zhiming's frantic persuasion, and finally called Wu Di with some embarrassment, "That...stupid Dee, do me a favor."

Wu Di just woke up and was making coffee. Hearing this, he said with a smile, "Why are you being polite to me? Tell me, what can I do for you?"

"I'm applying for a driver's license test, but I forgot to bring my ID card. If you have time, send it for me."

"Sure, no problem, where is your ID card?"

"The bedside table in my room is probably in the second compartment. If you can't find it, look for it in other compartments. I can't remember clearly. I'll send the address to your mobile phone later. Hurry up."

"No problem," Wu Di hung up the phone, and went into Zhang Bai's room to search for his ID card.

When I opened the bedside table, I was embarrassed: How could a child who looks so white and clean make such a mess in the cabinet?

He didn't find his ID card in the grid he mentioned, but he was going crazy because of those waste paper balls. Wu Di is a person who cares about life very much. The instant noodle scum was cleaned out, and the paper strips were neatly clipped with small clips.

"Hey, I even threw away the test sheet," Wu Di sighed, unfolding the test sheet he had crumpled up, and was about to clip it when he suddenly froze.