strange lover

Lou Yuanyuan's concept of the room has always been "a place where he can only sleep". He used to live in his aunt's house, and his aunt only vacated a warehouse for him to sleep in.That warehouse always exudes an unpleasant musty smell, and when Lou Yuan goes to junior high school and grows up, he still has to worry about whether he will bump into the wall of the warehouse when he turns over at night when he sleeps.

So when he saw the room Sheng Songyang mentioned, he felt like I was dreaming——

The eye-catching furniture is still in the old-fashioned style, the difference is that there are some vivid traces under the heavy appearance, such as the bedding with white spots on the blue background, such as the duck-shaped lamp on the desk, and the most important thing is that this room is similar to the aunt The master bedroom is as big as my own.

There is no disgusting musty smell, and the whole room smells of warm sun.Lou Yuanyuan lowered his head and saw his slippers printed on the sea-blue carpet. He was stunned for a while, and then took half a step back.

There was a slight rubbing sound when the schoolbag touched the door, and Lou Yuanyuan finally came back to his senses this time.There were two knocks on the door, he turned around in a panic, and opened the door hastily.

What came into view was Sheng Songyang's cold face. He looked at Lou Yuanyuan who was still carrying his schoolbag, and said, "What's for dinner?"

"..." Lou Yuanyuan fell silent for a full 30 seconds before uttering a syllable with an unclear tone.

"I asked what you're having for dinner."

"Ah..." He finally realized that the person was asking for his opinion, Lou Yuanyuan said in a hurry, almost biting his tongue, "Anything is fine..."

Sheng Songyang listened to this general answer, was silent for a while and then choked out a tone: "Oh."

He turned around and was about to leave, when he suddenly remembered something, he didn't expect that the building behind him followed his footsteps far away, and as soon as he stopped the building far away, he bumped into it with a "bang".

17-year-old Sheng Songyang eats well, sleeps well, and is tall. The building is far in front of him, like a stunted chick.The collision knocked Lou, who was unprepared, back again and again, and Sheng Songyang subconsciously grabbed his hand.

There was a "pop", and then the air was silent.

A faint red palm print immediately appeared on the back of the hand. Sheng Songyang shook his numb hand, and his eyes dimmed instantly.

And Lou Yuanyuan stood firm, and he, who had been cautious all the time, raised his head.

"...You...you stay away from me..."

Sheng Songyang frowned tightly and saw that his eyes were full of panic and tears.