are you straight

The weekend came as promised, the previous night the alarm clock was set at 05:30 am, and Zhou You woke up naturally at [-]:[-], waking up Lin Ning and Song Ji noisily.

They had already packed their things last night, got up, washed and changed their clothes, and they were ready to go.

Song Ji half-opened his eyes and murmured, "The alarm clock hasn't rung yet."

Zhou You was about to say something, but Lin Ning pulled him back, "He stayed up all night last night, so I'm not in a hurry, I'll call him later."

Next Monday is the club exhibition. Last night, Song Ji finished the finishing work overnight. After sending it to the president, he wanted to continue to follow up. Li Wenjing heard that he would go to play on weekends and let him ignore it. Weekend clubs Others go to print and typeset.

Even so, Song Ji didn't end until almost two o'clock last night.

The dormitory fell silent, and Song Ji fell asleep again.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Ji vaguely heard the sound of chatting. At 05:30, he fell asleep next to the railing beside the bed, and his posture remained unchanged.

Someone lifted up the mosquito net, touched Song Ji's head with his hand, and said softly, "Get up."

Song Ji subconsciously said "En", but there was no response.

"Brother, get up." The man put his hand from Song Ji's head to his forehead, and stroked the broken hair on his forehead.

The voice was so gentle that Song Ji wanted to sleep even more.

Song Ji grabbed the hand that was making trouble on his head, pulled it under the quilt and covered it, preventing him from moving, and unconsciously rubbed his face against the man's hand.

Not long after, Song Ji suddenly opened his eyes and met Zhou You's eyes. Zhou You smiled: "I wanted to wake you up, but I didn't expect you to wake up. Hurry up and wash up."

The phone on the bed rang only now, Song Ji got up and turned it off, frowning and thinking about something.

Just now it seemed that someone woke him up, but it didn't seem to be there. I don't know if it was a dream, but he always felt that the voice was a bit Jiangzhilu.

This time Song Ji finally didn't drag a bulky suitcase like he went to the mountain city for the National Day. He carried a backpack with a change of clothes and some other things in it, and the camera was packed with the camera.

The temperature was a little cold in the morning, Song Jiduo wore a thin coat, and Shen Yu and Jiang Zhilu were waiting at the door with backpacks on their backs.

Song Ji was the last one to go out, closed the windows of the balcony and locked the windows of the dormitory, checked everything and locked the door.

Song Ji greeted Jiang Zhilu and Shen Yu at the door: "Good morning."

Shen Yu yawned: "Good morning."

Jiang Zhilu said, "Morning."

They planned to have breakfast in the school cafeteria before leaving for the station.

There are usually no people in the school cafeteria in the morning, let alone today is Saturday, and the students are all sleeping late.

When Song Ji put the backpack on the chair, he heard Jiang Zhilu ask, "I'll go buy it. Is the breakfast the same as before?"

Song Ji paused, nodded: "Yes, but I..."

Zhou You said, "Ah Song, stay where you are and don't move. Let's go buy breakfast."

Song Ji scolded him with a smile, and then he stayed where he was to watch the bag.

Not long after, Jiang Zhilu came over with a tray, two bowls of porridge, a basket of buns and two deep-fried dough sticks.

Sitting opposite Song Ji, Jiang Zhilu put a bowl of porridge in front of Song Ji, and Song Ji said, "Thank you."

Jiang Zhilu looked up at him and said nothing.

Zhou You came over with a tray full of congee powder buns and pancakes. I woke up early in the morning with a really good appetite.

Song Ji lowered his head and sipped the porridge silently. In fact, he hadn't fully woken up yet, his mind seemed to be muddled.

Suddenly a pair of chopsticks holding a steamed bun appeared in front of him. Song Ji looked up and saw that the owner of the chopsticks was Jiang Zhilu.

Song Ji refused: "No, you can eat it, I will pick it up myself."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Jiang Zhilu, who looked calm, but frowned slightly.

Zhou You next door took the steamed stuffed bun from Jiang Zhilu's chopsticks: "Let me see if it tastes good."

He took a bite and nodded to Song Ji: "It's delicious, you should try mine too."

Song Ji said, "Okay."

He took away a small soup dumpling from Zhou You.

They bought tickets for the [-]:[-] in the morning, and the school was half an hour's drive from the station.

It was exactly seven o'clock when I arrived at the station, and it was time to check in and board the train 10 minutes later. There were not many young people on the train in the morning, and most of them were middle-aged and elderly people.

The five of them sat in the last row, and Song Ji found a seat by the car window. Next to him was Lin Ning, traveling around, and melancholy, and the last one was Jiang Zhilu.

Zhou You was excited as soon as he got in the car, he kept chattering and teasing others, and when he asked Song Ji, he answered him with vigor.

Not long after, Song Ji yawned wearing noise-canceling headphones, then closed his eyes and squinted for a while.

In the haze, Song Ji felt his head resting on the shoulder of the person next door, and wanted to raise his head, but someone pushed his head back.

Song Ji thought it might be Lin Ning who wanted him to sleep more comfortably.

He ignored it and continued to sleep.

It takes two and a half hours to get to Lin Ning's hometown, and there is a bus station to get off on the way, and they get off at the terminus.

When Song Ji was woken up, he saw that the passengers in front were getting off the bus in an orderly manner, and the seat next to him was already empty, so Lin Ning stood up and took his backpack.

"Get up, here we are, get out of the car."

Song Ji took the backpack from Lin Ning's hand and got out of the car after him.

Lin Ning told his uncle that some classmates came to play together on weekends. His uncle said to call him when he was coming, and he drove to pick him up.

Uncle Lin Ning counted the people one by one like a tour guide.

"One, two...five, are they all ready?"

Lin Ning said: "Everyone is here, uncle."

The minivan was full of people, and before Uncle Lin Ning got in the car, Zhou You said in a low voice, "Why am I like selling piglets, we are little piggies."

Lin Ning said, "My uncle used to raise pigs."

Zhou You changed his words in an instant: "I just said that our uncle has extraordinary temperament."

Song Ji laughed: "As an afterthought."

Song Ji's energy improved a lot after sleeping all the way, and he asked gloomily, "Ah Song finally regained his energy after sleeping. Is it because our Ah Lu's shoulders are too good for a pillow?"

Song Ji glanced at Lin Ning. At first, Lin Ning was sitting next to him.

Lin Ning felt Song Ji's doubts, and he explained: "I got a little motion sick on the way, so I changed places with Ah Lu."

If there is no two and a half hours, there will be more than an hour. It should be uncomfortable to be pillowed like this.

Song Ji said to Jiang Zhilu: "If I sleep on your shoulder in the future, you can wake me up. Your shoulder will feel uncomfortable if you sleep on it for so long."

The tone was too unfamiliar, Song Ji used to sleep all the way, but now he told him to wake him up.

Jiang Zhilu said, "No discomfort."

The atmosphere in the car was a bit cold, Zhou You laughed and said, "We are all brothers, so we can just sleep on the pillow, it's no problem to hug and sleep."

As long as they are brothers, Song Ji thought to himself.

Lin Ning's uncle prepared two rooms for them. Although Lin Ning said that only one room was enough, they wanted to sleep together on the floor, but the family members worried that they would not like sleeping, so they prepared an extra room.

Today's weather is very good, sunny, but not hot, when they arrived at the destination, adults and children were waiting for them at the door.

Lin Ning's aunt, grandma and grandpa, as well as the children at home, they all follow Lin Ning to call people, and they are all young men who are cute at first glance.

After going upstairs, Lin Ning pushed Song Ji and Jiang Zhilu to another room: "Put your things in this room first, and come back to us after you take a shower."

Song Ji was stunned when he saw the big bed room in the room, and then he was relieved to hear five people sleeping together, not two people sleeping together, otherwise he should have thought about what he shouldn't.

During this period of time, he tried to act with them as much as possible. If he was with Jiang Zhilu, he would easily think wildly, and he would not be able to get out if he thought wildly.

Now he wants to get out of this one-person relationship. He has been trapped for too long and even his friends are awkward.

As soon as Song Ji put down his backpack, he turned his head and saw Jiang Zhilu's upper body was naked. Zhou You accidentally spilled a drink on Jiang Zhilu's clothes when he was in the car. I endured it all the way before changing it now.

Song Ji glanced at him in panic, then turned his back to Jiang Zhilu.

The figure is too good.

Because the action was too fast, it revealed a guilty conscience.

"We are all brothers, and we still have to sleep together at night, why are you in such a panic?" Jiang Zhilu imitated Zhou You's words.

He saw that Song Ji's earlobe was red.

Song Ji suddenly became depressed when he heard Jiang Zhilu say the word brother. He didn't seem to have said anything wrong. What else could the two of them do besides being brothers?

Song Ji didn't turn around, Jiang Zhilu walked up to Song Ji with his upper body naked.

The backpacks of the two were put together, and Jiang Zhilu was bending over to take clothes from the backpack.

Song Ji's eyes moved to Jiang Zhilu again.

"You seem to have been avoiding me recently." Jiang Zhilu asked.

Song Ji shook his head and said, "No."

Jiang Zhilu took the clothes and approached Song Ji: "I think you have."

Song Ji explained dryly: "Recently, there are too many things in the club, so I'm a little busy."

Jiang Zhilu chuckled, "Really?"

Song Ji nodded, and then heard Jiang Zhilu say: "My brother was so busy that he forgot to say good night to me."

The author has something to say: ~ Ah Li launched an attack.

Good brothers just want to sleep together.