The consequences of wearing a roommate's skirt by mistake

Strictly speaking, this is Wen Song's first pick-up in his life.The relatives are reluctant to let him run back and forth, and will go home to meet directly.Among the few friends, no one could bother him to greet him in person—it was more because of himself, he didn't have the heart, and felt that it was troublesome and unnecessary.

In this way, Qin Tan must be a very important friend who can get Qin Qin to pick up the plane in person.

Wen Song went to see Song Qingran with such subconsciousness, adhering to the usual style of loving the house and the black, and felt cordial even when they met for the first time.

Song Qingran himself is not the kind of cool guy with sharp edges and corners, his chin is a bit round, and he has the face of a puppy.

His pink hair has faded to pale gold, tied in a small knot at the back of his head, and he is wearing an army green overalls style. He is the kind of handsome guy who pays attention to how he dresses and is willing to take care of himself.

When Wen Song saw the first sight, he couldn't help but look back at the person beside him, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

Qin Tan always wears black, white and gray lazy clothes.He is also a handsome guy and a good friend, why didn't he learn something.

"You just hide here and let me come out and find someone?"

Song Qingran approached and kicked him lightly, scolding with a smile, "This can be regarded as picking up the plane."

"It would be nice to come."

Qin Qin took away the cat pillow on his lap, stood up and moved his stiff limbs, and introduced by the way, "This is Wen Song."

"This is the little follower you abducted?"

Song Qingran smiled and said, "Hello. Song Qingran, his high school classmate."

"Hello, brother."

It sounds like the two have also mentioned him privately.Wen Song suppressed his curiosity, picked up the paper bag next to the seat, and handed it over politely, "This is the milk tea for you."

"Oh, thank you."

Seeing him pick up the pillow on the seat, Song Qingran asked casually, "What is this?"

"Buckwheat pillow."

Wen Song smiled shyly, fearing that he might misunderstand, and added, "I bought it at a nearby store in the morning, and I planned to take it home for my own use, so I just took a nap on my pillow... it was a bit squashed."

"..."

It was the first time I saw someone picking up a plane with a pillow in their arms.

"Don't worry, I won't compete with you." Song Qingran teased, "I just want a milk tea."

Coming out of the airport, the two accompanied him to unpack his luggage.This time he returned to China for only two days, just in time for Qin Tan's event, which he couldn't miss, so he directly booked the hotel next to the nightclub.It's still early, let's chat in the room for a while.

"I wanted to sneak into Boss Chen's shop to surprise you. Fortunately, I called you on the way, otherwise I would have missed the night, and I would have been lonely after flying back from the plane for a few hours."

Compared with Qin Qin, he is simply a talkative output machine with great power.

When Wen Song heard that he was studying abroad, he thought that the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and it was normal to talk about the old days.Just sit by yourself and be obedient and accompany him, and only occasionally chatter when being cueed.

Qin Qin just watched him nestle on the sofa and flip through comics contentedly, with a suspicious smile on his lips.Suddenly thinking of teasing, he deliberately approached his screen, "I'm so happy watching something."

Wen Song immediately blocked the screen, and cautiously hid the phone behind him, "It's a shameful thing."

"The XL one?"

"..."

"What's for dinner tonight? Let's eat spicy hot pot, I'm dizzy."

Song Qingran looked at the fading twilight outside the window, and interjected, "It's outrageous that there is no one around my beloved Mala Xiangguo school."

"We've already had lunch," Qin Tan said.

Wen Song immediately stated, "I can eat it again."

I usually pick this one and hate that, but I don't see it being so easy to talk about today.

Qin Qin realized that he was willing to give Song Qingran face, but he still said ruthlessly, "Change to another one, lest you won't be able to go to the bathroom tomorrow."

Wen Song: "..."

He just likes spicy food, but he can't eat spicy food very much. It's a bit too much to eat one meal at noon and one meal at night.But don't say it in front of other people.How embarrassing.

Wen Song expressed his dissatisfaction with his eyes.

"Go eat fish in sour soup? There is a good restaurant nearby." Qin Qin pretended not to notice such a faint protest. "You don't leave until the day after tomorrow, so don't worry about it. The store won't run there."

The second half of the sentence was addressed to Song Qingran.

"Anything is fine." Song Qingran forced a smile, and had nothing to say.Wen Song is better.He likes to eat fish.

The restaurant at night is very popular, the three of them reserved a seat in the hotel in advance, and came to eat when the number was about to arrive.

The main ingredients are freshly picked and killed. Qin Qin went to the back kitchen to pick fish. When there were many customers, he wanted to follow along to join in the fun, so he was pushed out with his head pressed.

Booked an ordinary table for four.Song Qingran didn't know him very well yet, so they should sit on one side and chat with each other for 2 minutes, Qin Qin came back after ordering food.

Seeing him approaching the table from the corner of the eye, Song Qingran suddenly became nervous.Everything in the field of vision turned into slow motion, until watching him sit down beside her, a secret joy slipped through the bottom of my heart.

As if he was the chosen one.

Wen Song is used to sitting face to face with him.I didn't think about anything else, I just knew I cared about the fish, "When can I eat it?"

"Are you hungry?"

"A little……"

"Just stopped by and ordered you a dessert."

As Qin Qin was talking, the waiter also stopped by the table, put down a glass of grape milk, and handed over the menu with a smile, "What else do you want? Drinks and snacks are available. The fish will be on the table in about 10 minutes. "

Wen Song saved the effort of looking through the menu, and happily picked up a small spoon to stir the jelly and coconut milk, "I just want this, thank you."

Song Qingran ordered a drink.The other side has already eaten it first, one bite after another, "Do you like this?"

Wen Song shook his head and nodded again, "I haven't eaten it before, but now I like it."

"Ah, then the taste is quite accurate." Song Qingran said to Qin Qin, "It seems that we often eat together."

Qin Qin didn't take it seriously, and raised his chin at him, "I just entered the store and took a few glances at his table."

In normal times, I must be clamoring to try it. I guess today because there are other people, I am too embarrassed to speak.

"...Is that so?" Song Qingran lowered her eyes and said nothing, her braid drooping listlessly on the back of her neck.

He was a little silent during the meal afterwards.Wen Song took the initiative to ask, "Brother Song, do you also study finance?"

"No, I study animation design."

"He's an art student." Qin Tan said, "Drawing on test papers all day in high school."

In fact, it is not difficult to guess by looking at the outfit.Wen Song held the venue and wowed.

Song Qingran seemed to have been poked into the black history, and said shamelessly, "That's unconditional. My work has improved a lot now, okay? I created a special photo album in my phone. Find it and scare you to death."

Wen Song was curious about his work, "Can I see it?"

Song Qingran took out his mobile phone angrily, "Look, don't let him see it. Anyway, he only has music in his mind and has never been interested in drawing."

Qin Tan: "Then I go?"

"..."

Wen Song couldn't help laughing, and happened to eat almost the same, "Then let's change seats."

He sat next to Song Qingran naturally, and the countless experiences he had read came in handy at this time. He could count many copied characters, and he could tell a thing or two about the parts he was interested in when he saw the original design. .

Song Qingran originally just glanced at him, but he didn't expect him to see something, so he couldn't help but chat for a while.

He is a slow person who is not common at this age. He speaks in an orderly manner, without arrogance or impetuosity.Like a cup of warm water, it has no particularly irritating taste, but it makes people feel comfortable after drinking it.

Song Qingran asked himself that he couldn't do this, and felt that he was completely different from himself and Qin Qin, and didn't quite understand how he and Qin Qin had an intersection.

Since when did they get acquainted day by day and become what they are now.

After finishing the meal, Song Qingran asked, "Send Junior Brother home first?"

Qin Qin said, "No, he will go with me."

"Really or not." Song Qingran was quite surprised, "This little junior doesn't look like someone who knows how to go to nightclubs."

"That's what I want."

Qin Qin said a sentence that didn't make sense, but he didn't understand it.Wen Song was holding the cat pillow in his arms, kneading and playing with it, but when he heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up and he raised his head.

The two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

For a moment, Song Qingran felt that the leftovers left in the pot were himself.

Sour and redundant.

From picking up the plane to now, Qin Qin doesn't seem to care about him very much, and the occasional conversation is simple, but in fact, he has been paying attention to his actions, even when he glanced at the dessert on the table, it is clear Chu.

Knowing what the other person is thinking, there is no need to say too much.

In the past year, Song Qingran regretted going abroad to study countless times.

But there was no moment of regret that was as strong as it is now.

**

After picking up the plane, Wen Song played disco with a pillow in his arms.

He came to the night show rarely, but it was not the first time he came.Like all young people, he was naturally curious, and after Wen Yu took him to see it for himself, he felt nothing more than that.

In the pitch-black place, the light beams flickered randomly, noisy and chaotic.After confirming that he didn't like it very much, he stopped patronizing it.

Tonight this place was booked out, and it is said that the people who came were all acquaintances in the circle of City C. There was a high concentration of handsome men and beautiful women, and the couple had a good time chatting.

Wen Song glanced casually, and coincidentally met the eyes of one of them who had a good conversation.

"Damn it? How did I see you before I had a drink?!"

Lan Lan was so shocked that she gave up on the beautiful sister who had just talked to him, rushed to him, and grabbed his arm, "Wen Song?! You can't say it... No, how did you find it here?!"

It seemed to be a long story, and for a while Wen Song couldn't think of where to start to explain, "I..."

"Come with me!"

Seeing who he was traveling with, Lan Lan was even more surprised and even annoyed at being kept in the dark.He didn't even need to explain, and increased the strength of his hand to take him away first.

Wen Song was forced to stagger, and when he was about to scold someone, Qin Tan grabbed the other wrist.

He didn't intend to make friends, his eyes sank, and his tone was a little dangerous, "Where are you going?"

He recognized who Lan Lan was.If it appeared normally, it would be fine to talk about it, but this way of appearance obviously doesn't need to save face.

Lan Lan didn't give up too much, the way of seniors and juniors in school doesn't work here, staring at Qin Qin like a child abductor/trader.

"..."

Who is this.What's going on here.

Song Qingran didn't understand the plot but was shocked, and the relationship between the characters in his mind began to tie up.

Wen Song is also about to tie the knot, "Why are you so excited... you still don't let go! It hurts like hell!"

He tried his best to break away from Lan Lan's hand, and said angrily, "Just tell you clearly, and wait for me over there first."

"Then hurry up!"

Lan Lan glared at the person/trader/zi one last time, and left angrily.

"..."

Qin Qin was feeling amused when suddenly the back of his hand felt warm.

Wen Song pressed his hand and shook it slightly, "I'll have a few words with him, and I'll be back later."

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