缠绵 游戏

Jing Tian looked at the phone and sighed secretly in his heart.

This matter is really a dilemma for him.

When I said before that I didn't want to live with Zheng Xunqian, I was telling the truth.

But just now when Zheng Xunqian said that he couldn't sleep well at night, his heart softened and he couldn't bear it.

But he also had to consider Yang Yue's feelings.

It would be nice if there was a compromise.

Jing Tian held his mobile phone and thought for a long time, but he couldn't come up with any good idea. Zheng Xunqian sent a new message.

——If it’s inconvenient, just say it, it’s okay.

Jing Tian was a little embarrassed for a while, but he also breathed a sigh of relief.

He decided to follow the original plan and pull out the strange roommate he had never met as a shield.

——Sorry, there is another roommate who is not very willing.

Fortunately, Zheng Xunqian didn't express any objection to this, and didn't ask the person's name, and accepted the answer very simply and neatly.

--understood.

Jing Tian stared at this line of words for a while, always feeling a little lonely hidden in it.

After much deliberation, there was only one way he was good at expressing apology.

While typing, a new message popped up.

—Are you going to invite me to dinner?

Jing Tian's fingers stopped suddenly.

He blushed, deleted the words "I can invite you" that had already been typed, and edited again.

--is it okay?

He guessed that Zheng Xunqian might be laughing now.

After seeing a lot these days, he finally got a little bit of immunity to Zheng Xunqian's smile, and he was no longer as confused as he was at first sight.

At this moment, I subconsciously made up the picture, and it was just a slight heartbeat that's all.

It took about half a minute for Zheng Xunqian to reply, but he did not answer his question.

—I want to ask you something.

After Jing Tian expressed his doubts, what Zheng Xunqian sent again made him even more confused.

——Does Yang Yue have any hobbies or favorite things?

Jing Tian looked back.

Yang Yue was rubbing the phone screen tensely.

Jing Tian frowned and entered.

——He likes to play mobile games.

Why do you ask this?

Zheng Xunqian did not answer, but was still asking questions.

—Is there anything else?

Jing Tian stopped answering, and followed his example to ask questions.

—Why do you want to know?

— Just ask.

But the way he asked the question didn't look casual at all.

Knowing that his answer was not convincing, Zheng Xunqian quickly added another sentence.

—I want to get to know your friend.

It was barely a reason, but I always felt that something was wrong, and it sounded weird.

He didn't say anything, Zheng Xunqian asked again:

——Does he also like to drink milk tea?

Jing Tian couldn't determine the answer, so he turned around and asked, "Do you like milk tea?"

Yang Yue didn't raise her head: "Are you treating me? Then I'll drink it. Which one do you plan to order?"

No, Zheng Xunqian wanted to know.

After saying this, I'm afraid Yang Yue will get goosebumps.

"What's the matter?" Yang Yue looked up at him, "Don't order?"

"Then do you like to drink?" Jing Tian bit the bullet and asked again.

"It's okay, so-so," Yang Yue said with a smile, "I'll drink it if anyone invites me."

In order to do an inexplicable investigation for Zheng Xunqian, he had to treat Yang Yue to a cup of milk tea, and bought himself a cup by the way.

Before the milk tea was delivered, he first sent feedback to Zheng Xunqian.

——Average, drinkable but not very fond of drinking.

Sure enough, Zheng Xunqian asked again.

——Then what does he like to eat?

Jing Tian didn't ask me any more. After pondering for a while, he got the answer soon.

——Plum dried vegetables and meat buns in the Wangwang Baozi Shop near the No. [-] gate of the school.

The next morning, Zheng Xunqian came to the classroom a little later than usual.

With a bag in his hand, he sat down beside Jing Tian and asked, "Are you hungry, do you want a bun?"

Jing Tian looked at him suspiciously, but said nothing.

With a calm face, Zheng Xunqian opened the bag: "There is a package of taro paste and miscellaneous grains, and a package of dried plum vegetables and meat.

Before Jing Tian could respond, Yang Yue poked his head over: "Is there any share for me? I want meat buns with dried plums!"

Zheng Xunqian handed over one of them, and sent the rest to Jing Tian.

Jing Tian still didn't move, staring at his face.

"It's hot," Zheng Xunqian said, "Eat it."

Jing Tian took it silently, bowed his head and took a bite.

It is sweet, fragrant and soft, which is his favorite taste.

"Why did you think of bringing us something to eat?" Yang Yue asked with a smile, "I like to eat this!"

"Really?" Zheng Xunqian looked calm, "What a coincidence."

Yang Yue looked very happy: "Thank you!"

Jing Tian chewed the steamed stuffed bun, but said nothing.

In theory, he should also express his gratitude, but he really doesn't want to say it now.

Zheng Xunqian has a problem.

It couldn't be the same as Shu Ziqin who fell in love with Yang Yue in women's clothing the night before yesterday, right?

Jing Tian glanced at Zheng Xunqian again.

Zheng Xunqian was arranging the books, noticed his gaze, looked back immediately, and smiled at him.

Looks like he's in a good mood.

Jing Tian looked away and ignored him.

After the two of them finished their studies in the small study room in the afternoon, Zheng Xunqian took the initiative to ask him if he wanted to drink milk tea.

Jing Tian drank two glasses in one go yesterday, and was a little tired.

He was hesitating, but Zheng Xunqian said again: "I can bring a cup for your roommate by the way."

Jing Tian stared at his face for three seconds and chose to refuse.

On the way back to the dormitory, he was sullen.

Thinking about it carefully, the first time Zheng Xunqian invited Yang Yue to drink milk tea was on the day of Yang Yue's women's dress.

Before that, he couldn't even remember Yang Yue's name.

After that, he not only remembered how to read, but also how to write.

Shu Ziqin was obviously fascinated by Yang Yue, and he was not as attentive as him.

It's so strange, it's a little out of line with Zheng Xunqian's usual style of doing things.

"What's the matter?" Zheng Xunqian turned his head to look at him sideways, "Do you have something on your mind?"

Jing Tian held back for three seconds and replied, "No."

Zheng Xunqian didn't believe it: "Obviously there is."

Jing Tian ignored him.

He lowered his head and walked forward silently, waiting for Zheng Xunqian to ask again, just like when he asked Yang Yuexi yesterday.

But all the way to the downstairs of the dormitory, Zheng Xunqian remained silent.

When saying goodbye, he said "see you tomorrow" to Jing Tian as usual.

Jing Tian didn't really want to see him tomorrow, so he turned around and ran into the dormitory building with a soft "hmm".

Walking to the second and a half floors, when he passed the window at the corner, he unconsciously slowed down and glanced down.

Zheng Xunqian had gone far away, only a small but still tall figure could be seen.

The figure suddenly slowed down while walking for some reason, then picked up the phone and looked down.

Who is looking for him?What is he talking to the other party?

Jing Tian quickly left the small window.

He knew too little about Zheng Xunqian.

He seemed to have never met any of Zheng Xunqian's friends, and he didn't know what he liked to do on weekdays, and what he was thinking when he was with him.

To him, Zheng Xunqian is a mystery that is close at hand but incomprehensible.

Yang Yue asserted that Zheng Xunqian liked him.

Sometimes Jing Tian believed it, sometimes he couldn't believe it.

After all, Zheng Xunqian never said anything.

Yang Yue's argument is that Zheng Xunqian, who doesn't care about anyone, only pays attention to him.

But now Zheng Xunqian is following Yang Yue too.

why?

How can I get to know Zheng Xunqian better?

Just as he walked to the door of the dormitory, he heard Yang Yue yelling.

Judging by the tone, it sounded like he was arguing with someone.

Jing Tian hurried in, only to see Yang Yue sitting cross-legged on his bed, rubbing his phone screen with his head down.

With earphones plugged into his ears, he had a bitter and bitter expression on his face. He didn't notice Jing Tian's appearance at all, and he used harmonious words as soon as he opened his mouth.

"What the fuck are you doing! Come back! Come back! Not...not this direction! I'm going...wait! Stop! Stop! Stop! Squat down! Go fuck down! Squat down and you will No way! Squat down!! I'll wipe!!!"

After yelling the last two words, he sighed exaggeratedly at the screen with a look of lovelessness.

When she spoke again, Yang Yue's tone became much calmer, full of helplessness.

"It's okay, I'm here to save you, just wait a while."

He usually plays games in solo queue, never enters the voice, let alone communicates with others.

But he often cursed.

Jing Tian has heard that there is a problem called "road rage". He said that people with a good temper on weekdays will become very irritable when they sit in the driver's seat and get on the road.

Yang Yue also has a similar problem, which can be named "wandering rage syndrome" tentatively.

Jing Tian is used to hearing him scolding his teammates for being mentally retarded and scolding his opponent for being shameless. This is the first time he has seen him in such a hurry, but he has the patience not to speak rudely.

About ten seconds later, Yang Yue roared again: "Don't stand up! Squat down! Squat down! What are you running! Wait, wait, run away, don't do this again!" Stop here!...Don't squat down, fuck! Get up! Get up! Get up! Damn!"

After that, he let out a most pitiful whimper, and raised a hand to wipe his face in despair.

"In your current position, it's not easy to save.

Let’s forget it. "

He said dejectedly.

Jing Tian walked to the bed and raised his face to look at him.

Yang Yue finally realized Jing Tian's existence, raised her head and shook at him bitterly.

"It's okay, I voted too, let's forget about this one," Yang Yue said weakly, "It's okay, it doesn't matter, don't worry about it.

ah?No... I won't play anymore, I'm tired today, I'm off, bye. "

After he finished speaking, he froze for a while, then pulled off the earphones and threw the phone aside.

"Help!" He wailed at Jing Tian, ​​"Damn mentally retarded! I'm going to be pissed off by this mentally retarded!"

"...Who?" Jing Tian asked.

"What's for lunch today?"

Yang Yue said.

Jing Tian was puzzled for half a second, and soon came back to his senses: "His name is Shu Ziqin."

"It's not important," Yang Yue waved his hand vigorously, "I know why he has been chasing me and talking nonsense for the past two days, he just has plans for me!"

Jing Tian was surprised: "Did you find out?"

"Nonsense, it's too obvious," Yang Yue said, "This crap must have seen my achievements in Moments and wanted to hug my thighs! Damn, I don't even look at how many catties I have! And the weight The same can't be moved at all! He! No! Match!"

After he finished speaking, he slammed the bed board angrily: "It seems that I can only go online in stealth from now on!"