fault tolerance

He was actually wearing my clothes?

Tang Lou was still thinking about it when he was lying on the bed after taking a shower.He didn't go to get Tang Jun's clothes, but chose mine.

An unremarkable old dress that has been hanging in the closet for so long.

Tang Lou had the illusion of defeating Ah Jun at this very second.

He won once, didn't he?

Zhou Yu may have just done it unintentionally, but Tang Lou fell headfirst on the pillow with a happy mood, and fell asleep contentedly after a while.

A second before he fell asleep, he was still thinking, and he had to ask, which room did Zhou Yu want to sleep in?Will you sleep in Tang Jun's room?

Tang Lou's sleep has always been very light, and he can't distinguish between reality and dreams.There have been precedents of talking in sleep and discussing topics with teaching assistant Wu Di.The two sat in the off-road vehicle driving to the excavation site, the vehicle was bumping, Tang Lou dozed off, and they talked one after another.It wasn't until the camp that Wu Di discovered that Professor Tang had actually fallen asleep long ago.

Although he misses Zhou Yu very much, he always hides him very deeply subconsciously, for fear that others will find out.There are very few chances to dream of Zhou Yu, and once in a while, he will feel that he has done something bad.

For example, now he is sitting on a chair at the airport, holding a ticket for a long-distance trip in his hand, looking at the security check area with full expectation.As long as Zhou Yu appears, he will not leave.

No matter whether he likes him or not, as long as he still has a place in his heart, he will be by his side.

He watched people pass by the security checkpoint, none of them were Zhou Yu.

Just when he was about to raise his legs and stand up, someone suddenly embraced him from the back of the chair, wrapped his hands in his arms, and said in a nice voice: "Tang Lou, a person with a sharp heart, how can it be unimportant?"

"Apex?" He smelled the smell of cedar, put his arms around his, and asked back.

"Guess where you are?" Zhou Yu held his hand, pressed it against his chest, and looked at Tang Lou expectantly.

Tang Lou was scared, shook his head in a panic, grabbed the ticket, and ran towards the registration gate.Shouting while running: "I don't guess, what if it's not in your heart."

"Fool, if you are not here, who else will be here?"

Is this a dream?It must be a dream.

Such intimacy, such honest love.He must have dreamed of Zhou Yu.

Kemeng is the other way around, right?

"You say I'm not there, say I'm not in your heart, okay?" Tang Lou was in a hurry, this was a dream.If it is what you want in your dream, you will definitely lose it when you wake up.

Live a little harder in your dreams.I beg you.

Tang Lou was so anxious that he was on the verge of crying. The air ticket he was holding in his hand had already gone somewhere.The place under his feet is no longer the noisy international flight boarding gate, but the bluestone brick road outside the old house of the Tang family.

He stood at the door, and Zhou Yu peeled off a piece of coconut candy for him with a smile, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Isn't it sweet? Do you like it?" Zhou Yu didn't look like a 13-year-old boy, but was wearing Tang Lou's pajamas, blinking lazily and maturely.

like.

I love coconut flavored sugar because of you.

delicious.

There's never been a tastier candy.

Forget it, just this once.

Who really hates sweet dreams?It would be better if you can keep dreaming.

He raised his head and smiled at Zhou Yu: "Candy is delicious." In his dream, his voice was soft and soft, the voice of a boy who hadn't grown up.

A good night's dream.

When the dawn was about to break, Tang Lou turned over and opened his eyes in a daze. In front of him was Zhou Yu's handsome sleeping face, his nose moved slightly, and his breathing was steady.

Are you still dreaming?

Tang Lou quietly pinched a piece of his thigh, the tingling almost made him cry out, but Zhou Yu didn't disappear.The person in front of him is alive.

how come?Are you sleeping next to yourself?

Tang Lou first looked greedily at Zhou Yu's face, from the thick eyebrows to the slightly raised corners of his lips, from the slightly fluttering eyelashes to the thin jawline.

He couldn't get enough of it, so he finally had other thoughts.

Since he lay down by himself, it doesn't matter if he gets closer, right?

Tang Lou moved slowly, Zhou Yu's face appeared bigger in front of him, the nose wings of the two were only a few millimeters apart, and their breaths were mixed together.Just move a few more inches and you're ready for a kiss.

Take advantage of others!

Absolutely not!

If he woke up, he would hate himself.

Tang Lou, who had already closed his eyes and was about to move forward, stopped suddenly.He sighed cautiously, and moved in the opposite direction.

The sentence I heard just now: "Tang Lou, a sharp-hearted person, how can it be unimportant?" Is it a dream?

Did Zhou Yu really say that?

Is there such a possibility?

It's really hard to fall in love with this.

In his previous life, was he a heinous gangster or a treacherous minister?In this life, I have been tormented by the pain of lovesickness, and there is no way to escape.

Tang Lou opened his eyes wide, stared at the ceiling, and sighed.

Zhou Yu was woken up in a daze. He stretched out his hand to close Tang Lou's eyes, and said softly, "It's too early, sleep a little longer."

His hands just came out from under the quilt, warm, soft and delicate.Tang Lou hummed obediently, closed his eyes obediently, and tried to fall asleep again.

This must still be in the dream, he thought.

It was already 9 o'clock in the morning when the sun was shining on his face through the gauze curtain.

There was no one around Tang Lou.He touched the empty side in frustration, not sure if it was his imagination last night.

Wearing slippers, he picked up the notebook from the bedside table, checked today's work plan, and walked to the living room while turning the pages.

On the dining table in the living room, breakfast is neatly arranged: preserved egg and lean meat porridge cooked in a casserole, soft-boiled eggs fried on one side, fresh blanched spinach as a side dish, and an unopened bottle of fresh milk.

Next to the sumptuous breakfast, there was a message from Zhou Yu.

"Xiaolou: I threw away all the curry cubes in the refrigerator. Didn't I say yes, no more curry is allowed? Breakfast is ready, remember to eat."

The signature is brother.

Under the signature, another sentence was added: If it is cold, it must be warmed up before eating.Never eat it cold! ! !

In the last sentence, three exclamation marks were added, one bigger than the other.

Tang Lou squeezed the paper in his hand, the corners of his mouth could not help but clenched, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

"Last night was not a dream!" He comforted himself.

Pulling out the chair, he casually threw the notebook in his hand onto the dining table. He lifted the lid of the casserole and filled a bowl of porridge with preserved egg and lean meat.

The porridge was cooked by Zhou Yu. The porridge soup was very thick, with a lot of lean meat, and finely chopped green onions were sprinkled on top.

Tang Lou is not very good at taking care of himself, cooking is too troublesome.Among the fast cooking, he likes to make curry the most.Put a pot of water, throw a curry block, put a bunch of vegetables, meat, and put some rice cakes, noodles.

It is salty, numbing and spicy, and you will always be full after eating a pot of food.

"Do you think you're healthy if you eat vegetables? Eat less of these quack dishes. Do you know how curry cubes are made?" Zhou Yu was very opposed to his eating habits and often threw away the curry cubes in the refrigerator.

"But my cooking is not as good as yours." Tang Lou felt wronged and complained.

Later, Zhou Yu would often cook for him by himself.The fridge is always full of seasonal vegetables and soups.

"In the future, I will cook for you. You are not allowed to cook curry anymore." Zhou Yu promised like this at the beginning.

Tang Lou ate his breakfast silently, the porridge was still warm, and the side dishes and fried eggs were already cold.He didn't carry it into the kitchen and reheat it.Because the eyes were already full of tears, when he blinked a little, they slid down his cheeks.

It would be great if the time stayed before that night, if only he wasn't so anxious to find Zhou Yu that day.

It would be great if I couldn't see him kissing Tang Jun and hear him say that he doesn't like me.

Then I can still find "clues" from the daily life, proving that I am different in Zhou Yu's mind.

no!You must be brave and ask him face to face, what is going on?

Why do you have to be so attentive to yourself and do things that will be misunderstood?

After breakfast, Tang Lou carefully folded the message notes on the table, put them in his notebook, and put them in his backpack.

He walked out of the house while talking on the phone.The call was made to the teaching assistant, Wu Di, who knew Tang Lou's itinerary well, so it would be more reliable to ask him.

"Wu Di, help me take a look. Do I have any plans for next Friday night? I'm sorry, I've been too busy recently, and I have to ask you to help record many things." Tang Lou said sorry, and closed the door.

He walked through the rest area, pressed the elevator button, and waited quietly for the elevator, and also waited for Wu Di to check the itinerary on the opposite side of the phone.

Suddenly, he remembered something, took a few steps back, and turned sideways to the doorknob of Zhou Yu's house.

Sure enough, it was the same electronic lock as Tang Jun's.

Will the key of the electronic lock be lost?

Isn't it fingerprint or password?

what happened?

Tang Lou frowned suspiciously, thoughtfully.

At this moment, the elevator door opened, and Wu Di also yelled in a fuss.

"Professor Tang, that day is Christmas Eve. Since the afternoon, there is no work schedule. Do you need to add anything to the schedule?"

Is it already Christmas Eve?

"No need. I just want to make sure." Tang Lou walked into the elevator room and pressed the button on the ground floor, thinking that he had been back for half a month.

I haven't seen Mr. Tang in the past half a month.

It is indeed unreasonable.