Million UP school god plays me every day

Dou Sheng stared at the phone in a daze until the second hand circled half a circle around the dial.

"Hurry up and make a wish!" Che Ziming stared anxiously, "It's exactly zero o'clock, and it's going to be 1 minute soon, hurry up!"

Dou Sheng oh oh twice, quickly locked the screen and put down the phone, and closed his eyes facing the candlelight.

Everything was in a hurry, but his expression was very calm, more calm than at any moment just now.

Xie Lan looked at him from the side, watching his eyelashes droop when he closed his eyes and made a wish, casting a shadow under his eyelids.The candle became the only light source in the house, and the light and shadow interlaced on the familiar face, fluctuating with the jumping of the candlelight.

Dou Sheng made a wish very piously.

People can't help but follow and pray in their hearts, praying that everything they think in their hearts will come true.

After a while, Dou Sheng opened his eyes, and blew out all the candles with a whimper.

"Okay!" Che Ziming clapped his hands twice, "I'm going to turn on the light!"

The room was completely dark, and the air was filled with the faint burnt smell of carbonized candle cotton wicks. Xie Lan's hand on the sofa was suddenly covered by another hand.

Good friends were all around, and Dou Sheng quietly but blatantly clasped his fingers in the dark, gently rubbing and rubbing his fingers with his knuckles.

In a very quiet and peaceful atmosphere, Xie Lan heard his heart beating vigorously in his chest, throbbing wildly and uncontrollably.

Click, the lights are on.

Dou Sheng's hand returned to his lap obediently at the moment of lighting up.

Che Ziming walked back to the sofa and asked casually, "What wish did you make?"

"Can I tell you this?" Dou Sheng glanced at him speechlessly, "Hurry up and share the cake, you haven't eaten yet."

He got up and brought the stack of paper plates that came with the cake, and used a plastic knife to figure out how to cut it in the air.

Behind him, Xie Lan looked at Wang Gou, and Wang Gou looked at Dai You.

Dai You cleared his throat and said, "Dou Zi, take off the fondant first."

Dou Sheng hummed, and carefully removed the Doudou fondant and sycamore leaf fondant that seemed to be designed by her boyfriend.There were a lot of sycamore leaves, and he picked them carefully one by one.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and then sat back in unison.

Xie Lan unscrupulously raised the phone behind him.

Dou Sheng stood alone in front of the tea table and bent down to pick up those sycamore leaves, "These leaves are very detailed. The veins of the sycamore leaves are really like this. Where did you make the fondant?"

"You can find it on the Internet." Che Ziming stood beside him, "I'll help you."

Xie Lan shrank back even more, pressing her back against the back of the sofa, allowing the camera to capture the backs of Dou Sheng and Che Ziming.

Dou Sheng said casually, "No need to help, there is only one piece left."

As he spoke, he picked up the last sycamore leaf on the cake, and was about to get up, but it was too late to speak, when the car daringly grabbed the back of his head——

Bang into the cake!

"..."

Time stood still for three seconds, and then Dou Sheng waved him away, struggled to get up from the cake, and made several pih pih sounds.

His mouth was full of cream, and his hair was dripping in a large area, and he said angrily on the spot: "Did you have—hiccup!"

"..."

Too much cream, one mouth choked.

"Happy Birthday!!!" Everyone shouted together.

Xie Lan's voice was also mixed in, covered by the sound of everyone laughing until they crowed, but the joy overflowing in the eyes was real.

With a creamy face, Dou Sheng turned his head to look at him in disbelief, wanting to make sure that his kind and lovely boyfriend didn't join this tricky plan.

As a result, when he turned around, he met the camera lens that his boyfriend was holding.

"..."

Xie Lan said obediently: "I'll record a small post for you and send it to Station B. We'll be open on your birthday too."

"..."

Dou Sheng stared at him behind the cream for a long time, then blew hard on the cream that fell on his lips, happy.

"Oh, I take

You guys are so grown up. Dou Sheng looked at the unrecognizable cake with some regret and said: "Is there any cake left to eat tonight?" "

"Yes." Wang Gou said immediately, "I protested that this was a waste of tricks, and they insisted on doing it. So we bought a super-sized one, and you can eat it without touching your face."

Che Ziming pressed Yu Fei's shoulders and jumped up, "Look how skillful I am in pressing! It's good to leave such a big piece!"

Dou Sheng almost raised his foot to send him away, and said coldly, "You will be blacklisted for your birthday next year."

"Hack your grandma's legs, oh, take a photo together! Hurry up!" Che Ziming hugged him, "Tradition can't be lost!"

Dou Sheng's face was covered with cream, and he was at his mercy.Six people were crowded on a sofa, and Che Ziming was in charge of holding the mobile phone.

He had his arms around Dou Sheng's shoulders, but before he was about to take a picture, he suddenly remembered something and put his hands down.

"It's not good for me to hold the camera in one hand and hug you in the other, that..." He turned his head and caught Xie Lan who was next to Dou Sheng on the other side, "Lan, you put your arms around him and squeeze him, or you won't be able to take a picture .”

Xie Lan subconsciously glanced at everyone's reactions.

Dai You and Wang Gou looked at the camera with a smile, as if they didn't hear what Che Ziming said, Yu Fei just kept urging him to hurry up impatiently.

So Xie Lan embraced Dou Sheng's shoulders contentedly, and compared his hands with scissors to his creamy cheeks.

Click, freeze frame.

"I'm going to wash my face." Dou Sheng got up cursing, "There's something wrong."

While he was talking, he picked up the mobile phone that was placed aside, and Che Ziming shouted from behind: "You wash your face and still bring your mobile phone?"

"You don't care about me." Dou Sheng still held the cake indifferently, "I can eat your lobster."

Putting the hilarity behind him, he went into the guest toilet on the ground floor and closed the door.

The whole person seemed to be soaked in cheese cream, his face was sweet and fragrant, he looked at the grand occasion on his face in the mirror, and for a moment he didn't know where to start.

He lightly licked the corner of his lower lip, the cream was quite delicious.

There was constant laughter outside, Dou Sheng glanced at the closed door, didn't care to wash his face, and immediately opened Youtube, turning down the sound a little bit.

Xie Lan re-arranged the universal birthday song, and every time the classic birthday melody is played under the bow, it will be followed by transitions to other songs.Those interspersed movements are a bit unfamiliar at first, but they are very familiar after careful reading. They are all the songs played by S, whom Dou Sheng praised casually before.

Xie Lan used to be perfunctory in the past, as if he didn't want to mention it more, but he always remembered that he never wrote a poem, and the passages that were written were all Dou Sheng's favorite passages.

In order to harmonize with the birthday song, he made drastic revisions to those episodes. In just three and a half minutes, it involved a string of more than a dozen different styles of music. .

After listening to it once, Dou Sheng felt that the emotions in his heart were full to the point of hypocrisy.But his mind was empty, he couldn't think of when Xie Lan wrote these songs, and when he ran out to record them secretly.

Comments grew rapidly, both Chinese and foreigners.Many fans know what Xie Lan looks like, and most of the comments are asking who is QZFXR, and why did S show his face for him.

What else can I do.

Because I am his boyfriend.

Dou Sheng clicked his tongue and put the phone into his trouser pocket.

Suddenly, a familiar throat clearing sound came from outside the door.

Xie Lan whispered, "Me."

Dou Sheng immediately let him in.

Xie Lan was stunned as soon as he came in, "I haven't washed my face yet, it will freeze later."

"Just wash it now." Dou Sheng turned on the tap and bent down, "I figured you had to sneak over."

Xie Lan hummed, "I told them to go to the storage room to get the bottle opener."

The guest toilet downstairs is usually not used, and there is no facial cleanser, just a bottle of disinfectant hand sanitizer that can wash and disfigure people.

Dou Sheng bent over and splashed clean water on his face one by one, leaving cream and cake all over the place. He closed his eyes and said during the interval of splashing water, "I watched the video just now."

"Oh." Xie Lan nodded subconsciously.

He paused for a while, then cleared his throat in embarrassment, and couldn't help but ask, "Do you like it?"

"What do you think?" Dou Sheng turned off the water, and wiped his face with two tissues, "I like it to death. I will live broadcast it tomorrow and blow it with my fans for a year."

Xie Lan suddenly lost his grip on Le, and let go of the tense strings in his heart, "Can you play for a year with just this little thing?"

"Yeah, I can dictate a million words of my impressions." Dou Sheng raised his eyebrows and clicked his tongue, "Believe it or not, I bet you that I can keep blowing until I have next year's gift, pick it up."

"What bet?" Xie Lan asked.

Dou Sheng crumpled up the tissue and threw it into the trash can, "If I win, kid Xie Lan will let me get whatever I want."

"Anything you want?" Xie Lan was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean by whatever you want?"

Dou Sheng snorted, his eyes narrowed, "You will know if you agree."

"..."

There is no way to take him.

Xie Lan was a little speechless, but also felt a strange sense of shame, leaning his back against the tiles on the wall behind him, turning his head away from him.

But when Dou Sheng approached, he had a feeling, or a premonition.

There is also a hint of secret anticipation.

Dou Sheng leaned into his ear and muttered in a low voice: "Preparing for the game is so hard, and you even bothered to get this for me."

Xie Lan was softened by him, and whispered, "As long as you like it."

"I like it very much." Dou Sheng rubbed the tip of his nose affectionately on his cheek, and slid his hand into the clothes along the hem of his T-shirt.

"..."

Familiar fingers slid across the skin, Xie Lan subconsciously looked in the direction of the door.

Dou Sheng buried his head in biting his neck and collarbone, and the sound of tsk-tsk echoed ambiguously in the empty bathroom.Xie Lan's cheeks gradually burned, he touched Dou Sheng's waist, and Dou Sheng naturally raised his head from his neck to kiss him.

It was obviously a tense movement, but the man's body was soaked with the sweetness of cheese and cream, his lips and teeth touched, and there seemed to be a hint of sweetness from the tip of his tongue.

Across a door, Che Ziming could hear their chatting and laughing so clearly.But Dou Sheng was very presumptuous, inserting his hand into Xie Lan's hair, biting his lip and kissing him non-stop.

The four people outside took turns to choose the group photos, and finally left two for Dou Sheng and Xie Lan to choose.

Yu Fei put down the phone, "Where are the two of them?"

Che Ziming said, "Dou Sheng went to wash his face, and Xie Lan went to get a bottle opener."

Xie Lan just came out of the bathroom, passed by the storage room, picked up a bottle opener, and threw it on the coffee table.

The messed up hair has returned to its original state, and there is nothing abnormal except that the cheeks are still a little red.

"Let's have a beer, the beer is cold." He was calm and composed, "Is there any cake to eat?"

Dai You and the others have already cut the rest of the cake and put it on the plate, "Yes, just take whatever you like."

Xie Lan casually thanked her and picked up a small dish.

The smell of cheese cream drilled into the nose, and it reminded me of my boyfriend for a moment.

Xie Lan subconsciously felt guilty, glanced at everyone to confirm that no one was paying attention, and then lowered his head to scoop up a spoonful of cream.

But before it was delivered to his mouth, Yu Fei suddenly wondered: "Is there cream on your hair?"

"Ah?" Xie Lan subconsciously raised her hand to touch her hair, "How can there be milk..."

Yes, he touched it, the top of the head and the back of the head.

It's not that kind of soft cream, it's more like the sticky residue left on the hair after the water hasn't been rinsed off.

Xie Lan immediately recalled Dou Sheng's claws that were doing something wrong on his head just now, and he was even able to be there.

"Cough—" he resisted the chilling feeling of horror behind him, "I guess it was made by making the cake just now."

Yu Fei was even more confused, "You were far away just now..."

"Oh, that's fine!" Che Ziming pursed his lips, "Isn't it because I pressed Dou Sheng's head so hard that I splashed all the cream on you? Wouldn't it be embarrassing to press it down?"

Yu Fei was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said contemptuously: "You are sick, who conceives you? You blindly substitute yourself all day long."

Dai You interrupted them at the right time and said: "Don't dawdle, eat quickly. This cake is delicious while it's cold. If it's not cold, the cheese will get greasy."

Xie Lan heaved a sigh of relief, "Yes, eat quickly." As he spoke, he quickly lowered his head and dug a spoonful of cake into his mouth.

Lead by example.

Dai You glanced at Wang Gou, and Wang Gou calmly gave him an approving look.

Everyone finally relaxed. Wang Gou was about to eat the cake when he suddenly felt the smell of spicy crayfish from his mouth. He raised his head and said, "Che Ziming, pass me the mineral water. I'll rinse my mouth first."

Che Ziming was eating cake with a plate on his mouth, when he heard this, he picked up the mineral water on the table and threw it into his arms without looking up.

As a result, the water was thrown sideways and rolled twice on the sofa to the ground. Wang Gou had no choice but to bend down to pick up the water, raised his eyes, and was stunned.

The collar of Xie Lan's clothes has a very obvious deformation caused by pulling.

That's fine, the problem is that the collarbone is exposed on the deformed piece, and there is not only a vague red color around the collarbone, but also more cream rubbing against it.

His scalp went numb all of a sudden, and he turned his head to look at the bathroom in disbelief.

Xie Lan caught his gaze from the corner of the eye, and said casually: "Dou Sheng may still be washing his face. He has it all over his head and face. He needs to wash it several times, and the cream is not easy to wash off."

Wang Gou stared back at him when he heard this, and said coolly, "I can see it."

Xie Lan went on to eat the cake. While eating, he felt that his collar was a little stuck, so he stretched out his hand and pulled it.

"By the way." Yu Fei suddenly looked up, "Did you read Xie Lan's space geometry question correctly?"

"Probably not." Xie Lan said, "The final answer is 96 times the square root of 2, right?"

Yu Fei hummed, "Me too..." His eyes fell on Xie Lan's neck inadvertently.

Halfway through the conversation, a figure suddenly appeared on the right side of Xie Lan's peripheral vision. Before he could react, he felt a cold snap on his collarbone, and a large lump of loose and dense stuff stuck to his body, and then flowed down sporadically.

"?"

Xie Lan made a dazed face, and looked down, Wang Gou was holding a piece of cake and slapping it on his left shoulder—neck, shoulder, and even a little chin, all covered with paste.The cream dripped down the clothes, and the sofa on her body was wonderful.

Yu Fei fell into dementia on the spot, and forgot what he was going to ask just now.

Xie Lan was also in a daze, and with his eyes, he slowly sent a question to Wang Gou—"?"

"Fuck me!" Wang Gou gritted his teeth, as if he had a ton of popping candy in his throat, danced and danced for a long time, and suddenly let out a cry.

"I really fucking hate you city people!!"

He finally made it up, his eyes were red, his voice was trembling and weeping, he grabbed the cake on Xie Lan's body with his bare hands and slapped Dai You with his backhand, "Damn it! Damn it! I never ate it Have such a delicious cake! Why! Why can you eat these things every day! I don’t even want to eat shit in my hometown! I hate you! I want to take these delicious cakes and shoot you stupid rich second generation !!"

Dou Sheng came out of the bathroom and saw the grand occasion head-on.

Wang Gou grabbed a handful of the cake, and slapped Dai You, Che Ziming, and Yu Fei with the cold cheese cream on the faces indiscriminately, crying hysterically while patting.

None of the people fought back, and the collective became rigid, letting him wind from east to west.

Wang Gou became more and more excited, and finally cried after taking all the cakes on the table and patted every little friend without missing a beat.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Laughing and crying, he turned around, and under the watchful eyes of the big guys watching the insane patient, he grabbed the beer on the table and poured it with his head up.

Xie Lan was completely dumbfounded.

He subconsciously reached for the phone, but under the strong stimulation, he forgot what the emergency number in China was.

Or instead of emergency medical help, call a psychiatric control center or something...?

How much is the Psychiatric Control Center?One unit zero, right?

In the midst of confusion, the well-informed Dai You finally stabilized the situation.

He yelled "Goofy! Gouzi!", and got up and snatched the wine from Wang Gou's hand, "Don't drink it! Are you sick?"

"That's right." Che Ziming stared dumbfounded, and then he answered in a stuttering voice, "You...you...have you ever eaten shit in the countryside?"

"Fuck, you're focusing on your grandma's house." Yu Fei rolled his eyes on the spot, "Can you shut up?"

"I can..." Che Ziming's eyes straightened, and he suddenly realized, "Wait! I saw you as normal before, but you've been fighting for a long time because you hate the rich?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Yu Fei gave him an elbow irritably, "That... dog, in fact, there are so many delicious and interesting things in this world, you can never consume them all, the most important thing is to be with your temper Like-minded buddies are together, happy and free is happiness. And with your grades, it is impossible to go back to live a hard life in the future, and it is easy to eat something delicious."

"I know." Wang Gou burst into tears, "Do you think I want to speak out here? I can't think of a way to go other than this step! You don't understand! I have no other choice!"

Yu Fei and Che Ziming obviously did not understand, and Xie Lan dared not move.

What is choufu?

What two words are they?

Dai You was still the well-informed Dai You, he put his arm around Wang Gou and patted his shoulders, "Okay, darling, I know, I know your grievances."

Wang Gou's face was ashen, and it took a long time to calm down, belching and saying: "I'll go to be quiet alone."

He pushed Dai You away, took two unsteady steps forward, passed by Dou Sheng, and smiled wryly.

"You fucking finally came out?"

Dou Sheng was also at a loss, since this year... no, it may be the most at a loss since he was born.

"Ah." He pouted, hesitated to speak, and turned sideways silently, "Well...the bathroom is inside, you can be as quiet as you want..."

Wang Gou nodded indiscriminately, leaving the world's attention behind him, and walked to the bathroom with a lonely heart.

He stood at the bathroom door and looked back at Dou Sheng again.

Dou Sheng cared for him with the eyes of a caring antisocial personality but a good buddy.

He looked at Xie Lan again.

Xie Lan... is still in a daze, maybe because he touched some unfamiliar vocabulary in the conversation just now, showing the expression that he usually uses his brain to translate classical Chinese and read.

Wang Gou said: "Remember, you owe me."

The crowd froze.

Dou Sheng nodded hesitantly, "Alright."

Yu Fei also nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, I owe you."

Che Ziming burst into tears: "My God, go and take it easy, Gouzi, you must be under too much pressure from the competition. Oh yes! Yu Fei's father seems to know a lot of psychologists, and I will make an appointment with you later!"

"Yes, yes, yes... yes!" Yu Fei hurriedly took out his phone when he heard the words, "I'll tell my dad right now, hold on!"

Xie Lan's face was full of confusion, and it took a long time before he said awkwardly: "Can listening to music make you feel better? Let me play a few songs for you... If it doesn't work, I will play two songs for you on the spot?"

Wang Gou: "..."

Only Dai You.

Only the only good buddy in the whole world who understands him, respects him, and unites with him looks at him with distress.

"It's okay, let Gouzi wash his face, settle down, and act as if nothing happened when he comes back." He said pitifully, "Don't forget, Gouzi is a good friend of human beings."

Wang Gou smiled vicissitudes, walked into the bathroom and slammed the door.

There was silence in the living room.

Dou Sheng went to the kitchen and found a pack of wet tissues, and returned to the sofa to share with everyone.

Xie Lan couldn't help asking in a low voice, "What happened to the dog?"

"Crazy, it looks like this probably has a medical history." Dou Sheng paused, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, if it doesn't work, we will accompany him to the hospital overnight, and we will definitely not leave him behind."

"Ah."

Xie Lan took the wipes and came over, opened his collar and wiped the cream on his body.

After wiping his neck, Yu Fei stretched out his hand to wipe his face again, he casually raised his head, and then was taken aback.

Xie Lan noticed his movement, and handed him the wet tissue box in Dou Sheng's hand, "Do you still want it?"

"Yeah." Yu Fei looked away, took a wet wipe with his hand, and continued to wipe with his head down.

That's right.

It didn't quite work out at first, but this will make it clearer.

It's a hickey.