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In the evening, Yan Zicheng bid farewell to Fang Qiao, returned to the dormitory, and was not surprised to find that the room was empty.

In the third year of junior high school, many people choose to go out of school for internships. What's more, they rent a house directly outside. Not many people stay in school, and the same is true for Yan Zicheng and his dormitory.There are four people in total, two of them live in rented houses outside, and only Yan Zicheng and Yang Ze live in the dormitory on weekdays.

Yang Ze used to be very active, but recently he made a new girlfriend, and the number of times he went back to the dormitory became less. Yan Zicheng often opened the door, only to find that the room was dark.In fact, over the years, he should have gotten used to living alone, but maybe because he has other expectations in his heart, he always feels lonely recently.

There was no one in the empty room, no noise from Yang Ze, nor Fang Qiao's deep voice, it was so quiet that it made him flustered.Yan Zicheng slowly turned on the computer, and for the first time began to think about renting a house.

If he can rent a small house near the school that is not too expensive, then he and Fang Qiao can move out of the school, cook and live by themselves, without worrying about acquaintances finding out... In that case, it seems that it will be easier than it is now. Comes much better...

Yan Zicheng was in a daze when the little penguin that automatically logged in on the computer suddenly called out crazily, which startled him a lot.

He subconsciously glanced at the time displayed on the screen, and cried out inwardly.It's almost the end of the month, he was in a low mood for a while, and he has been busy with the stage play, so he forgot about the magazine affairs, this is good, Yan Zicheng twitched the corner of his mouth, shook the mouse and clicked that The jumping little penguin.

Sure enough... the screen was filled with the crying and rolling of the editor's sister, and Yan Zicheng held his forehead with a headache. Before he could figure out how to reply, the editor's girl's profile picture suddenly lit up.

【Ruanmei】: "Finally caught Suzi alive!!"

[Soft girl]: "Da Suzi, do you only buckle up once a month?"

[Ruanmei]: "I'm so exhausted looking for you, I'm so sad, begging for the manuscript!!"

……

A dozen or so messages were sent crackling from the other side, but Yan Zicheng couldn't get in when he wanted to reply, so he could only smile wryly.He is good at everything as an editor, but he talks too much, and his typing speed is extremely fast. Once he gets excited, he can't stop and swipes the screen crazily.

After finally waiting for her to calm down, Yan Zicheng typed a few words slowly and went back.

【Su Zi】: "The manuscript hasn't been written yet."

There was silence for two seconds, and a super large blood red font was sent.

[Soft Girl]: "You--say--what--what!!!"

Yan Zicheng subconsciously leaned back, feeling his computer tremble.

It's terrible for a soft girl to be angry... Sure enough, women are fickle. One second they are still lambs, and the next second they become tigresses... Yan Zi thought sincerely.

But this time it was indeed his fault, for delaying the manuscript, Yan Zicheng speeded up his typing and apologized repeatedly.

[Ruanmei]: "...Okay, okay, just give Suzi a few more days, just don't open the skylight... But then again, how many people are waiting for you to update, you can forget it, dare you Don’t dare to be burdened by idols, hey!”

【Su Zi】: "This is really not..."

Yan Zicheng complained silently, if he really had the burden of being an idol, he wouldn't care about you at all now, who cares if you can't open the skylight...

[Ruanmei]: "Anyway, Suzi, hurry up and catch up with the article, you must submit it before the end of this week, or I will die..._"

【Su Zi】: "Okay, I see..."

Yan Zicheng watched the girl's head go dark again, and sighed, probably it's going to be another night...

He made a separate list of friends named "Suzi" in QQ, which contained a group of people related to the magazine. Yan Zicheng looked at the list and suddenly saw the word "wood".

Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've been in touch... Ever since he was with Fang Qiao and came back from Beijing, he has hardly been on QQ, and the connection with Mu Mu was also broken.He looked at the familiar head portrait and subconsciously moved the mouse over it.

【Su Zi】: "Long time no see."

After waiting for about 2 minutes, there was a reply.

[Wood]: "Ah, you actually appeared! I thought you had disappeared!"

Yan Zicheng was speechless. It seemed that he hadn't been on QQ for a long time. Everyone thought he was missing...

[Su Zi]: "I've been busy recently, so I seldom go online~" Yan Zicheng skillfully typed a cute tilde number, and pressed Enter to send the message.

[Wood]: "I feel very happy!"

【Su Zi】: "Is there?"

[Wood]: "Absolutely! Is Da Da... in love?"

He did get to the point, Yan Zicheng couldn't help laughing, wondering if he was really so obvious?He thought for a while, but instead of answering the guess, he turned the question to the other party.

【Su Zi】: "Don't talk about me, how about you? How are you and your idol...?"

But within a few seconds, Mu Mu replied with a cool expression, looking very proud.Yan Zicheng was stunned. The last time he chatted with Mu Mu, the other party was still looking depressed, and it was not going well. He didn't expect such a big progress after more than a month... Think about Mu Mu and himself In a similar situation, Yan Zicheng was sincerely happy for the other party.

He knocked many congratulations on Sahua, but when he wanted to send it out, he hesitated again.Finally, he pressed the backspace key to delete the content, and typed a simple sentence word by word slowly.

【Su Zi】: "Persist on it, don't give up easily, don't admit defeat easily."

His words came abruptly, but he felt that Mu Mu must be able to understand what he meant.When two men are together, how many criticisms and blank stares have to be endured, how many good friends and social relationships should be lost, and how many things that could have been given up.No marriage, no children, maybe even no parents, no family... Yan Zicheng understands this better than anyone else, so he must remind Mu Mu of this.

Be brave, don't give up and admit defeat easily, at least, don't be like him, cowardly and evasive.

People are strange animals, the more they can't do it, the more they expect others to do it.Sometimes, even if you can't get happiness yourself, it's a good thing to see other people's happiness.

This time, the other party's reply was very slow and short, but Yan Zicheng could see a kind of solemnity from those scattered words.

[Wood]: "Sure, don't worry."

Yan Zicheng looked at it and smiled knowingly.He was suddenly a little curious about what kind of person the person Mu Mu likes is. Thinking about it, he should be braver and more honest than him... He should be a very good person who can be a good person. At the same time, he is also a lucky person who can get such a promise and guarantee from Mu Mu.

He hoped that Mu Mu could continue to be happy forever. In that case, he would also have greater hopes and expectations for the future of him and Fang Qiao.

He chatted with Mu Mu again about novel-related matters, and got a lot of inspiration by accident, so he bid farewell to Mu Mu in a hurry, opened the manuscript, and prepared to strike while the iron was hot, and finish the article as soon as possible.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Yan Zicheng followed the sound and saw that it was Yang Ze. He walked in with his head down, looking a bit strange.Yan Zicheng glanced at him, feeling that something was wrong. When he left in the afternoon, Yang Ze was quite normal, but why did he become like this after a few hours?Could it be that I had an argument with my girlfriend...

Yan Zicheng thought about it, and suddenly felt a little funny.More than a month ago, he got drunk late at night for Yang Ze's girlfriend and pretended to be crazy, but now, in just a few dozen days, his mood has become completely different.Not only did he not feel uncomfortable, but he also wondered if he should help persuade them to reconcile as soon as possible...

Sure enough, it is this moment, that moment, it seems that now, he can completely let go of Yang Ze.

Without saying a word, Yang Ze walked over to meet Yan Zicheng's gaze, dragged a chair to sit in front of him, and stared at him.Yan Zicheng felt hairy all over his body when he looked at him, so he couldn't help but shoved him, and asked displeasedly, "What are you looking at? Is there something dirty on my face?"

Yang Ze's face was gloomy, he was full of thoughts, and it took him a long time to speak, "Yan Zicheng, tell me the truth, what is the relationship between you and Fang Qiao...?"

Yan Zicheng's heart skipped a beat, he managed to suppress the change in his face, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean by that?"

Yang Ze looked at him with something inexplicable in his eyes, "Stop pretending, you must understand what I mean."

Yan Zicheng frowned, "Did someone tell you something? It was fine before, why do you suddenly ask?"

Yang Ze took a deep look at him, and suddenly jumped up, "Yan Zicheng, who the hell told me what! Don't you know what good deeds you have done yourself? There is no impenetrable wall in this world! You Don't you fucking know what people outside are saying about you? Don't you know you're already famous? If I haven't heard of it, you're going to hide it from me for the rest of your life, aren't you? "

Yan Zicheng stared at him without making a sound, but his heart sank little by little.

"Yan, have you forgotten what happened more than a year ago, huh? Can you grow some snacks? Zhang Fan has become like that, have you forgotten how much he paid? Are you looking at him? You don't spoil yourself enough, you have to get together and go crazy, don't you know that some things can be done, and some things can't be touched anyway! Are you fucking sick!" Seeing him not making a sound, Yang Ze He was short of breath, and his heart was full of anger and worry, which made him unable to choose what to say.

"Enough!" Yan Zicheng said suddenly, interrupting his scolding, his eyes were full of sharpness, "The matter of Zhang Fan is over, don't talk about it anymore!"

Yang Ze was startled by him, as if he remembered something, his face turned gray and he didn't say a word.

"Yang Ze, let me tell you, Fang Qiao and I are doing well, and I'm not afraid of others talking about it! I, Yan Zicheng, live my own life, what have I got to do with those people? You still want to treat me as a friend , don’t bother me with these crap things!”

Yang Ze blinked, and with the last sliver of hope, he said in a low voice, "Zicheng, I just want to know, are you and Fang Qiao... are you..." He couldn't say anything, but pursed his lips tightly.

Yan Zicheng was silent for a long time, then nodded slowly.He ordered very hard and very seriously, as if he had bet all his dignity and pride, and spent a lot of money.

He knew that Yang Ze just wanted to wait for a negative answer, and he just shook his head, everything would be calm, no one would be hurt, no one would suffer because of it.But he found that he couldn't shake his head no matter what. Fang Qiao's serious face flashed back and forth in front of his eyes, leaving him no choice but to nod.

Yang Ze clenched his fists, his eyes were filled with anger, and his voice trembled, "Yan Zicheng, do you still remember what you promised Zhang Fan at that time?"

Yan Zicheng was stunned for a moment, and his expression changed.

"You swear that you don't fucking like men, that you're not gay!" Yang Ze gritted his teeth, eyes full of pain, "At that time, why didn't you nod?"

Because at that time... the person I liked was you... Yan Zicheng lowered his head, thinking bitterly.With no hope and no future, how could he nod his head?

"Yan Zicheng, I really didn't expect that you could do such a thing... You poke your heart and ask yourself, are you doing something human? When you see Fanzi again in the future, what the hell will you do?" Do you have to get your head up!"

"It's my fault, I'm sorry for Zhang Fan..." Yan Zicheng said in a low voice, "But love can't be forced, if possible, I don't want to—"

"Fucking love!" Yang Zehong stepped back step by step with eyes wide open, until he reached the door, "Yan Zicheng, fuck love!"

He slammed the door panel and rushed out.

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