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On the morning of the 31st, Zhou You and Lin Ning packed up their things at noon and prepared to go home for New Year's Day. On the night of the 30th, they bought wine and drank in the dormitory.

Shen Yu almost fell asleep in their dormitory, and dragged Zhou You into bed together, and the two drunks slept together, not because they were afraid that the bed would collapse, but because someone would fall to the ground the next morning. Fortunately, Jiang Zhilu carried him back.

Every time I get a hangover, Zhou You regrets drinking the night before, and he keeps drinking until he wakes up the next day with a headache.

Next to Song Ji, Jiang Zhilu didn't drink much, so the hangover didn't have much effect on him. After he got up, he helped make honey water for them to hangover.

Zhou You looked at Song Ji holding an extra glass of honey water, and asked talkatively, "Why is there an extra glass?"

Song Ji said, "Jiang Zhilu's."

Zhou You: ...

"A gloomy outsider who doesn't even have to drink honey water."

Song Ji thought for a while, and took a jar of honey to the next dormitory.

The other two roommates in Jiang Zhilu's dormitory went home early in the morning, left depressed.

Song Ji put a jar of honey on Shen Yu's table.

Shen Yu was packing her things and saw that Song Ji had a glass of honey water already filled in her hand, thinking to herself: at least I still have my own share.

"I brought you honey, you drink some honey hydrolysis bar." Song Ji said.

Suzy was very drunk last night, but there was still one who drank more than him, but he was good enough not to drink too much.

"Ah Lu hasn't woken up yet." Shen Yu poured himself a cup of honey water with a cup, "It seems to be very dizzy."

Song Ji walked over to Jiang Zhilu's bed and took a look. The person on the bed was sleeping with his head covered, and there was no movement at all.

Song Ji opened the mosquito net and reached in to pat Jiang Zhilu: "Jiang Zhilu."

The person on the bed didn't respond.

Song Ji yelled again, and Jiang Zhilu said "En", which seemed to be very uncomfortable.

Shen Yu was standing at the door with a cup and schoolbag on his back, ready to go out: "Go up and call him, he looks very uncomfortable, he seems to have vomited when he got up this morning."

Song Ji just wanted to talk, but when he turned his head and was depressed, he opened the door and went out, eager to go home.

Song Ji didn't think about going to bed, but just climbed the stairs on the bed to look at Jiang Zhilu. Unexpectedly, the person on the bed turned around and turned to face the wall. Song Ji climbed up one floor and knelt on the bed with one knee.

Song Ji moved closer to Jiang Zhilu, and said softly, "Is it uncomfortable? I made honey water for you, and got up..."

Before he could speak, Song Ji was dragged onto the bed by Jiang Zhilu, lying on the quilt, Song Ji heard the person in the quilt laughing.

Song Ji hammered the quilt, gritted his teeth and said, "It's so annoying, you're pretending again!"

Jiang Zhilu said in a muffled voice, "Hold me, I don't feel well."

Song Ji had no choice but to go to bed, can he not lie down?

He took off his coat and only wore a loose undershirt. The blanket was warm, and Song Ji couldn't help approaching Jiang Zhilu.

The two men were lying on the bed in the dormitory, which was a bit crowded and needed to be pressed tightly together, but they could barely sleep.

Song Ji was hugged by Jiang Zhilu as soon as he lay down, and Song Ji leaned sideways on Jiang Zhilu's body: "Shen Yu said you got up this morning and vomited."

Jiang Zhilu's hands dishonestly reached into Song Ji's clothes: "No, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, I got up and brushed my teeth."

"And fell asleep again?" Song Ji asked.

Jiang Zhilu said "En": "Dizziness."

Song Ji raised his hand and gently rubbed Jiang Zhilu's temples: "I don't know what Zhou You and the others did last night. They poured you so much wine."

Jiang Zhilu leaned against Song Ji and said, "Why don't you give them a drink and get down on the ground."

Song Ji didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "At the beginning of school, Shen Yu said that you don't drink at all, how can you become an alcoholic now?"

Jiang Zhilu said, "It's not that I don't drink at all, it's because I'm afraid that if I get drunk, you will run away with others."

Song Ji asked, "Who am I running with?"

"Many people miss you." Jiang Zhilu put his hand on Song Ji's waist, his tone sounded aggrieved.

Song Ji smiled and kissed the corner of Jiang Zhilu's mouth: "I won't run away with others, I only look for you."

Shen Yu was waiting for Zhou You to take him home in the dormitory next door, and Lin Ning took a taxi with them to the station.

After Zhou You packed up the keyboard and mouse, he said, "Okay, let's go."

He thought of the dormitory next door and told Song Ji that they had gone home.

Sullen stopped him: "I don't think they necessarily want to see us."

Zhou You asked, "Huh? Why, don't you tell them?"

Shen Yu told him the scene just before leaving the dormitory: "They were both on the bed. I didn't do anything when I left. It's not necessarily the case now. You see, in order not to disturb them, I came here with the honey water I just made. is you."

"Wow, is Ali so fierce?" Zhou You didn't know where to go, "The bed won't collapse."

Lin Ning thought about it seriously: "Probably not, there is no problem sleeping two people... But I don't know what to do on it."

After Lin Ning finished speaking, Shen Yu and Zhou You said "Huh" at the same time.

Zhou You said: "I still don't want to go, let's talk in the group later, let's go, let's go home for New Year's Day."

Lying on the bed, Song Ji didn't know anything about the outside world. Jiang Zhilu's hand had moved down from his waist and abdomen, and he couldn't hold it anymore. He pushed Jiang Zhilu away: "I'll get up first, and they will be depressed later. coming."

Jiang Zhilu didn't listen to Song Ji's words, and continued to hug Song Ji and said, "They won't come in, Shen Yu has packed his luggage and left."

Song Ji said: "Zhou Youhui will come and tell us that they have gone home."

Jiang Zhilu said: "No one with eyesight will come here."

Song Ji: ...

Jiang Zhilu had already pushed Song Ji's clothes to his waist, and his trousers were half off.

"Do you want it?" Jiang Zhilu hooked the soft fabric and asked.

It doesn't look like a headache.

Song Ji kicked Jiang Zhilu's calf, but the person who called was not Jiang Zhilu, but Song Ji.

"En..." Song Ji's voice was sticky.

Song Ji reacted to Jiang Zhilu's touch.

In this space where there were only the two of them, Song Ji still suppressed himself habitually, feeling nervous and joyful.

Another low hum sounded, and Song Ji leaned against Jiang Zhilu's body, and Jiang Zhilu raised Song Ji's face with one free hand.

"Look up and let me see."

Jiang Zhilu's voice was bewitching, Song Ji raised his head and squinted at Jiang Zhilu.

Song Ji's eyes were blurred, and when he saw Jiang Zhilu, he moved forward, and Jiang Zhilu kissed him.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Ji relaxed, and Jiang Zhilu removed a pack of wet tissues from the bedside to wipe his hands.

"Is it time to wash the quilt cover?" Song Ji asked with his head on the pillow.

Jiang Zhilu said, "En."

"I've booked a hotel." Song Ji said, "I won't stay in the dormitory tonight."

Jiang Zhilu asked, "When did you order it?"

"I ordered it before going to bed the night before yesterday." Song Ji said.

Jiang Zhilu smiled and asked, "So urgent?"

Song Ji asked back: "Are you in no hurry?"

Jiang Zhilu said, "There's no rush."

Song Ji pinched him, and Jiang Zhilu frowned slightly: "Be gentle."

"If you're not in a hurry, don't stand against me." Song Ji said.

Jiang Zhilu wiped the things on his hands, and Song Ji blushed when he saw Jiang Zhilu's hands afterwards.

"You help me."

Song Ji felt quite regretful that he didn't help last time.

"You can?"

Song Ji was stimulated, although he didn't do this kind of thing often, no one knows how to do this kind of thing.

Song Ji hadn't touched Jiang Zhilu carefully yet, but this time Song Ji suddenly felt that he wouldn't.

Just as he was about to retreat, Jiang Zhilu grabbed his hand, and a low voice came from beside his ear: "You said you would."

Song Ji has only one feeling, it's so hot, it's been a long time, and he's so tired.

After it was over, Song Ji's palms were all red, and he was lying on the bed panting for breath. It was Jiang Zhilu who wiped his hands for him. Those who didn't know thought it was Song Ji's second time.

"How did you... take so long." Song Ji's palms were hot.

Jiang Zhilu sat up on the bed and helped Song Ji wipe his hands: "Is it not good?"

Song Ji was suddenly worried about tonight.

"It shouldn't be so long tonight." Song Ji asked stupidly.

How could it be that soon, the man who had just started eating meat was not satisfied with Song Ji's hand.

Jiang Zhilu said, "I don't know."

He didn't say the last sentence: It should be longer than this time.

Jiang Zhilu got out of bed first, and after Song Ji lay on the bed for a while, he silently removed the quilt cover and bed cover from the bed.

Song Ji looked at the place where the quilt was covered with wet balls, and his earlobes became hot again.

He washed the quilt cover and bed cover by hand, rubbed the two places carefully, and then threw them into the washing machine to wash them again after running through the water.

Jiang Zhilu hung the sheets on the balcony.

Song Ji thought to himself: What can I do in one night?

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