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[I'm going to talk about my girlfriend. 】

Xuan Zhao took off his glasses, stared at the message for a while with downcast eyes, and then smiled slightly with his lips curled up.

——Sure enough, he is just a child under 20 years old, has he lost his temper so quickly, Bai Yan?

He first saved and recorded a series of experimental data, then put the paper materials on the desktop into the shredder for processing, and politely declined the instructor's request that he serve as a judge for the undergraduate students' acupuncture practice competition.

Xuanzhao was even surprisingly patient. Not only did he answer a junior brother’s question about the medicinal properties of antelope horns, but he also offered to lend him his pharmacology notes, which flattered the junior brother—not that senior brother Xuan usually has a bad temper. It's not good, it's just that the senior brother's temperament has always been relatively cold, and he doesn't communicate much with everyone. If it wasn't for a problem that couldn't be solved, they wouldn't dare to disturb the senior brother.Moreover, he has obviously been in a bad mood for the past week. Although it can't be said that there is anything different, the air pressure around the brother's body is very low, and it feels like a layer of frost has formed when he walks in.

"Thank you, Brother Xuanzhao!" The junior brother kept thanking him.

Xuan Zhao nodded, "You're welcome."

After doing these things with ease, Xuan Zhao calmly typed a line and replied to Cen Baiyan.

[I also have a boyfriend. 】

When he walked out of the laboratory building, he found that the rain hadn't stopped. Just as Xuan Zhao was about to open his umbrella, he suddenly thought of something and tightened his fingers holding the umbrella.

Will Cen Baiyan come to him?

Xuan Zhao's eyes moved slightly, facing the pattering rain and fog, he threw the folding umbrella into the trash can by the wall.

"Brother," a joking voice suddenly came from behind, "is your umbrella broken?"

Xuan Zhao didn't look back because the phone in his pocket was ringing.

The caller ID was an unfamiliar number, and Xuan Zhao raised his eyebrows—less than 3 minutes had passed since he replied to Cen Baiyan's message, faster than he expected.

He didn't answer the call right away, thinking about the string of numbers above with interest.

After an automatic hangup, the bell rang again shortly after.

"Brother, don't you want to pick up?" Xiao Yinuo paced forward and whistled, "Do you need me to help you?"

The phone in his hand was ringing, calling in one after another. Xuan Zhao thought for a moment, then turned to look at Xiao Yinuo, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Remuneration?"

Xiao Yinuo laughed, and hooked Xuan Zhao's shoulder: "Brother, I'm so sad, I've chased you for so long, you don't have to deal with me like this?"

"Take your hands away," Xuan Zhao said calmly, "Junior brother, you don't have to put on an air with me like this."

Xiao Yinuo touched his round inch: "I have a new boy, whose birthday is early next month, and I want to go to Jinglei to make a reservation."

"Free of charge." Xuanzhao handed over the vibrating mobile phone, "Just reveal the location, happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation," Xiao Yinuo snapped his fingers, then winked at Xuan Zhao, and picked up the phone, "Who is it? You keep making harassing calls, are you annoying?"

"Brother Yan, take it."

Xiao Yinuo's voice came from the receiver, Cen Baiyan's face was as deep as water, his arrow-sharp brows were tightly furrowed, he grabbed the phone and asked, "Where is Xuan Zhao? Why is his cell phone here with you?"

The cripple doesn't answer his messages, doesn't answer his calls, but stays with that shaved idiot? !

"Senior brother is still in the laboratory," Xiao Yinuo said, "What do you want my senior brother to do, just tell me the same."

Cen Baiyan's eyes were deep, and the tight corners of his lips were obviously suppressing his anger. He hung up the phone without saying a word, put on his coat in twos and twos, and hurried out of the dressing room. Pulled up jacket hem.

"Bo Yan! Why are you going?" Chen Wei yelled at his back, "Don't you talk about going to Haidilao together? Where are you going, chasing your wife? Hey! Cen Baiyan!"

Cen Baiyan swept a shared bicycle by the gate of the gymnasium, and rushed out without an umbrella.

"If I don't chase after me, my daughter-in-law will be gone!" He shouted without looking back.

"." Chen Wei rubbed his ears, what did Cen Baiyan say, did he hear correctly?

What daughter-in-law?Daughter-in-law what kind of woman?

When did Cen Baiyan have a fucking wife? !

This winter rain has been lingering for more than half a month, and it is rare for it to clear up completely.

The rain seemed to be getting weaker. Xuanzhao stood in the outer hall of the laboratory building, looking at the hazy rain and fog on the campus. Counting the time.

The two schools are very close, only one street apart, and with Cen Baiyan's footsteps, he can come here in 10 to [-] minutes.

No, maybe it will be faster.

"Brother," Xiao Yinuo was still very curious, half-truthfully said, "You really like that guy named Cen Baiyan? You put so much effort into him and acted in everything just to chase him. I'm going to be jealous of you. .”

Xuan Zhao supported the crutch with his left hand, took half a step to the other side, and didn't want to talk to Xiao Yinuo.

"Look, look, you're bothered even talking to me," Xiao Yinuo curled his lips, "I'm going to be a part of the extras and I have to take care of my food, I'm also the main actor now, you just Give me this treatment?"

"Isn't it enough to give you a free night for the whole audience?" Xuan Zhao's voice was indifferent.

"Brother, I wasn't interested in Bingshan Beauty before, I should have known you were so interesting," Xiao Yinuo approached with a playful smile, and put one hand on Xuan Zhao's waist irregularly, "I must be stalking you, How could it be possible to give up in less than two weeks?"

Xuan Zhao is not used to having physical contact with others, so he frowned lightly: "Let go."

On the contrary, Xiao Yinuo clasped Xuan Zhao's waist more forcefully, exerted a little force with his palm, and pulled Xuan Zhao into his arms. Xuan Zhao's eyes sank, and Xiao Yinuo lowered his head and "hush" in his ear, Pang Guang caught a glimpse of a tall figure running towards him, and whispered, "Brother, your little boyfriend is here."

Xuan Zhao lowered his eyes upon hearing the sound.

Seen from Cen Baiyan's point of view, Xuan Zhao was held in Xiao Yinuo's arms, his side face looked extremely pale behind the rain and fog.

The fire in his heart "huh" blazed, and the desire for monopoly surged to the peak at this moment. He subconsciously classified Xuan Zhao in his domain, and others would feel that they were coveting him if they looked at him more. treasures.

Cen Baiyan suppressed the anger and impulse surging in his body, strode forward, and grabbed Xuan Zhao's hand——

"Baiyan?"

Seeing him, Xuan Zhao whispered in disbelief.

"Surprised?" Cen Baiyan's voice was hoarse, he stared at the person who had disappeared for eight days, and said fiercely, "I won't come to you, are you planning to avoid me for the rest of your life? Or—"

He paused, looked at Xiao Yinuo, with undisguised anger in his eyes: "This is the boyfriend you found?"

Xiao Yinuo looked back at Cen Baiyan without fear, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your good words, I will catch up with senior brother sooner or later."

"Don't talk nonsense." Xuan Zhao breathed out, his hand on crutches trembled slightly, but his expression and tone remained calm as always, and he said lightly, "What do you want me to do?"

Cen Boyan hated his easy-going and nonchalant attitude, like a blunt knife repeatedly rubbed in his chest, and it had already grinded him to a bloody mess, yet Xuanzhao still smiled and asked him what was the matter .

He also stared at Xuan Zhao carefully, trying to see some clues from his dark pupils - don't you like me, don't you fall in love with me, I'm standing in front of you.

However, Xuanzhao's deep pool-like eyes were always calm, like a pool of stagnant water.The temperature in Cen Baiyan's eyes sank little by little, he grabbed Xuan Zhao's hand almost roughly, and walked away.

"Hey," Xiao Yinuo raised his arms to stop him, "Where are you taking my brother?"

"Xiao Nuo, it's none of your business." Xuan Zhao whispered, "Go back."

Cen Baiyan became even more angry, Xiao Nuo?At this time, he still cares about Xiao Nuo?

"None of your business." Cen Baiyan looked at Xiao Yinuo coldly.

His eye sockets are deeper than ordinary people, his brow bones are straight and straight, his lips are thin, and his expressionless face is especially cold and sharp.

Even Xiao Yinuo shuddered because of this look. Cen Baiyan was like a cheetah protecting his food at this moment, as if he would be torn apart by the leopard if he dared to look at Xuan Zhao more.

Xiao Yinuo's heart moved slightly, how did Xuan Zhao provoke this person?

Xuan Zhao raised his eyes at the right time, and gave Xiao Yinuo a warning look, indicating that enough is enough.

Xiao Yinuo twitched his brows slightly, spread out his hands, palms up: "Okay, I'll listen to senior brother."

Cen Baiyan pulled Xuanzhao, striding towards the University City.

Xuanzhao's gait was unsteady, and the crutches couldn't keep up with Cen Baiyan's speed. His right leg was almost dragging his left leg forward, and his left kneecap felt like a pinprick of iron because of such violent treatment.

Cen Boyan said nothing, and the veins on the back of the hand holding Xuanzhao's arm were bulging; Xuanzhao also gritted his teeth and remained silent. The two were fighting silently in this way, as if whoever spoke first would be defeated.

The cramped and narrow alley was full of potholes, and when he stepped on it, there was a splash of water. Xuan Zhao's canvas shoes were already soaked through, and he was staggeringly dragged away by Cen Baiyan.

The two entered the unfinished building one after the other, leaving four wet and messy shoe prints on the stairs.

No one repaired the street lights on the third floor, and when his vision was plunged into darkness, his other senses became particularly sharp.

The rapid breathing of the two people intertwined, and Cen Baiyan whispered, "Open the door."

Xuan Zhao leaned his back against the wall, panting with his head down, silent.

"Open the door." Cen Baiyan said again, with a strong tone.

Xuan Zhao's lips trembled slightly, and he asked softly after a while, "Why do you still come to me?"

Cen Baiyan sank his fingertips into his palm, and asked sarcastically, "What? Are you really planning to never see me again?"

"That's the plan." Xuan Zhao raised his head slowly, and his cold silhouette was outlined in the dark corridor.

The man across the door piled the garbage in the corner, and the salty smell lingered in his nose for a long time. Cen Baiyan gritted his teeth, and unbearable blood surged from his throat, which was inflamed from excessive smoking.

After a silent stalemate for a long time, Xuan Zhao's tense shoulders finally relaxed: "Come in and get an umbrella."

He took out the key and turned to open the door. Before inserting it into the lock, the crisp sound of the metal key falling to the ground echoed in the corridor.

Ding - ding - ding -

Xuanzhao was pushed behind by Cen Baiyan, and he slammed into the door, and then there was the sound of heavy and hot breathing, and two arms as strong as iron clamps hugged him tightly from behind, and Cen Baiyan followed suit. She came up and hugged him tightly in her arms.

Before Xuan Zhao could struggle, Cen Baiyan suddenly lowered his head and bit his earlobe——

It was a real bite, Cen Baiyan bit Xuan Zhao's cold, rain-stained earlobe into his mouth as if eager to vent some repressed emotion.

Xuan Zhao let out a low voice: "Cen Boyan, you are crazy!"

He tried to push Cen Baiyan with his backhand, but Cen Baiyan grabbed his palm instead.

Cen Boyan held his earlobe from behind, clasped Xuanzhao's waist forcefully with one hand, passed through Xuanzhao's fingers with the other hand, and firmly pressed Xuanzhao's palm against the door.

Xuan Zhao was completely trapped between Cen Baiyan's fiery chest and the cold door, his breathing became more and more rapid, he closed his eyes heavily, and forced himself to calm down: ".Boyan, let me go first, let's have a good talk .”

"What are you talking about?" Cen Baiyan let go of Xuanzhao's earlobe, his voice was low and hoarse, "Talk about how you want to drive me away, why you don't answer my calls or return my messages, and how you plan to never contact me again for the rest of your life." ?”

Xuan Zhao trembled all over, and tilted his head with difficulty in the confinement: "You... let me go first."

Not a ray of skylight could penetrate the closed corridor, and the two of them were so close that Cen Baiyan could see what Xuanzhao looked like now.

His jet-black hair was stained with moisture, his face was bloodless, only the circle around his ears was red, and the earlobes were even redder as if they were about to bleed, and there were still faint marks of his teeth on them.

"Xuan Zhao, don't be so fucking self-righteous, who do you think you are? Ah?"

Cen Boyan's body pressed forward, and at the same time the arm clasped around Xuanzhao's waist was pulled back. Xuanzhao's whole body seemed to sink into his body, and the two of them were tightly pressed together.

"If you want to fall in love with me at first sight, you will love me at first sight, if you want to like me, you will like me, if you want to drive me away, then drive me away," Cen Baiyan felt as if a handful of coarse sand had been rubbed into his throat, and his eyes circled from being too excited. Hong, "Who do you think you are?"

Through the fabric, Xuan Zhao could feel Cen Baiyan's violent heartbeat, he bit his bloodless lower lip, and closed his eyes weakly: "Boyan, I didn't know that liking you would make you feel so uncomfortable, I'm sorry .”

"You already have a boyfriend, who is it?" Cen Baiyan pressed Xuan Zhao against the door.

Xuan Zhao kept silent.

"Is it that senior brother named Zhuo Feifan? Or your beloved junior brother Xiaonuo? Or someone else? From the school? From the bar?" Cen Baiyan didn't intend to stop there, he was almost overwhelmed by the turbulent emotions "Xuanzhao, don't you like me? You have another new love so soon? How much is your like worth? Or is it just like that diary, is it random?" Garbage that can be disposed of casually?"

"No," Xuan Zhao finally couldn't listen anymore, Xiuzhi frowned tightly, and interrupted Cen Baiyan, "No, I don't have a boyfriend."

Cen Baiyan let out a heavy breath.

Xuan Zhao pressed his forehead against the door, and his chest heaved violently: "Is it all right, are you satisfied?"

Cen Baiyan paused slightly.

"Cen Boyan," Xuanzhao showed an emotion similar to "violent" for the first time. He was like a cornered animal who had been driven to a desperate situation, and every word he growled was extremely fierce, "You can To find your girlfriend, to talk about your love, don’t I just want me to admit that I have to be you? Yes, that’s right, I like you, and I avoid you because I like you, I’m a pervert, I can't help myself liking you, Cen Baiyan, are you satisfied with me saying that?"

There was silence behind him, except for the sound of heavy breathing, there was nothing.

Xuan Zhao closed his eyes resignedly, clenched his back molars tightly, his cheeks were tense, and his ten fingertips trembled delicately.

After an unknown amount of time, the hand around his waist loosened, and Cen Baiyan's fiery palm slowly moved upwards, passed Xuan Zhao's heaving chest and slender neck, and finally pinched Xuan Zhao's chin.

Cen Boyan flicked his wrist lightly, forcing Xuan Zhao to turn his head. He lowered his head in the darkness and looked at Xuan Zhao, his breath between his words hit Xuan Zhao's white lips: "Xuan Zhao, you like me."

It was the first time for Xuanzhao to look at Cen Baiyan at such a close distance. Today's Cen Baiyan is different from the past. Every pore on his body exudes a dangerous aura, and there is a lingering sense of aggression in his eyes staring at him.

"What do you want to say?" Xuan Zhao was under the cover of Cen Baiyan's overwhelming male hormones, and even his breathing was suppressed, "Are you here to make fun of my wishful thinking?"

Cen Baiyan's face moved an inch closer, and their lips were almost touching.

"You can only like me in the future," Cen Baiyan seemed to burn Xuan Zhao into his eyes through his eyes, "because——I like you too."

Xuan Zhao's pupils suddenly shrank!

His whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, Cen Baiyan clasped his shoulders and made him turn around, and the two stood facing each other.

".What nonsense are you talking about?"

Xuanzhao couldn't stand up in a panic, and subconsciously wanted to find a fulcrum for his crumbling self. He reached out to grab the walking stick leaning against the door, but was kicked away by Cen Baiyan.

"I like you, I like you," Cen Baiyan's voice was hoarse but firm, "I've never fucking liked men, and I won't like women in the future, because I like you."

Once these words were spoken, the cage of the wild beast was unlocked, and the floodgate was opened. Strong emotions could no longer be suppressed, and surged in every blood vessel of Cen Baiyan.His temples twitched, and his eyes were not willing to move away from Xuanzhao's face for a moment. The emotions of liking, love, satisfaction and obsession were so fierce that they wanted to engulf him and Xuanzhao in this corridor.

"I like you, and I don't know why, how could I... like you so much."

Panting and heartbeat intertwined, Xuan Zhao looked at Cen Baiyan's face, the initial astonishment in his eyes was gradually replaced by an unspeakable pain.

After a while, Xuan Zhao shook his head, turned his head away from looking at Cen Baiyan, and said awkwardly: "You will regret it."

——What do I regret?

"Xuan Zhao, why are you always so self-righteous?" Cen Baiyan put one hand through Xuan Zhao's wet hair, and clasped the back of Xuan Zhao's head, "Why do you think I will regret it?"

Xuan Zhao's feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly: "Bo Yan, you."

Cen Baiyan interrupted him forcefully and domineeringly: "I don't have to take it easy, I still want to continue to like you very much."

Xuan Zhao suddenly raised his head——

This is the last sentence in his diary!

"Continue to like me," Cen Baiyan scrutinized Xuan Zhao's eyebrows and eyes, as if tracing a delicate and unparalleled meticulous painting with his eyes, "Continue to like me, and you will always like me in the future."

Xuan Zhao finally threw away his helmet and armor, looked back at Cen Baiyan, and slowly raised his lips, returning a gentle "yes" to him.

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(Chapter 43 that was locked was wrongly updated! Everyone ignores it ignores it ignores it!)