Was taken away by seniors after breaking up

Pei Yan entered the bedroom in three or five steps, and he held back a little when he put Zheng Lan on the bed.

Afraid of falling.

"You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the sofa." Pei Yan propped her arms on both sides of Zheng Lan's body and looked down at him, leaving behind these words.

He didn't slam the door, and didn't look very angry, but Zheng Lan did feel it.

Pei Yan was angry.

Zheng Lan raised her arms across her forehead and stayed there for a while.

Pei Yan's voice outside the door gradually died down, and Zheng Lan turned over and pulled his clothes.

He pushed the door very carefully, holding the handle firmly with his hands and pressing down, pushing the door open almost silently.

There was also a small lamp on in the living room, so that he could not see the way too hard.

The quilt on the sofa was piled up, and Zheng Lan could only see the top of Pei Yan's dark hair.

He sighed almost inaudibly, and walked over slowly.

Zheng Lan didn't hold back his footsteps, he knew that Pei Yan must have heard it.

Between the sofa and the coffee table, Zheng Lan squatted down and patted Pei Yan's back.

"Go to bed." Zheng Lan said.

A small piece of Pei Yan's neck protruded from the quilt.

The person still didn't move, Zheng Lan slowed down her voice again, put her hands on the quilt, and scratched gently.

"Stop making trouble, I was wrong, let's sleep in bed together."

Zheng Lan waited for a while, but Pei Yan still didn't respond, and didn't know what to do.

Her feet were slightly numb, Zheng Lan supported the edge of the sofa, and before she could stand up, Pei Yan suddenly moved.

The heavy quilt was thrown off, and Pei Yan grabbed Zheng Lan's waist and picked him up, and fell on his legs, seeming to bury him sadly on his chest.

"What are you arguing with me? I'm sad that you rejected me," Pei Yan said in a low voice, with an aggrieved look, "Don't draw boundaries with me."

At that moment, Zheng Lan uncontrollably stroked his prickly hair, neither saying yes nor no.

"Thank you for coming to pick me up."

Pei Yan let out a hum from his nasal cavity, and buried his body again and did not move.

After letting him stay for a while, Zheng Lan pushed his shoulder and asked, "Why are you so strong?"

He sat up taller than Pei Yan, and Pei Yan bent over like an ostrich in his arms.

"What's the matter?" Pei Yan pretended not to understand, and waited for a while before getting up, hugging his quilt and going back to the room.

The next day, the school arranged for workers to clean up the water downstairs in the dormitory, and dredged the sewer by the way. Bai Hao sent a message to Zheng Lan early in the morning to complain about the noisy construction, and asked him why he wasn't in the library.

Zheng Lan tilted her head, and the soft cotton pillow sank, and Zheng Lan saw the profile of Pei Yan who was right in front of her eyes.

Last night, he was tossing very late, Pei Yan hardly slept, and he was warm. Zheng Lan woke up once in the morning, but the bed was too comfortable, and Pei Yan slept too soundly, so she couldn't help being with him Dimly fell asleep.

Zheng Lan: It rained too much yesterday, so I didn't go back to the dormitory.

Bai Hao:? ? ?

Bai Hao: Brother, where have you been?Pay attention to safety!

Zheng Lan didn't say where she was, but just told him: I'm safe.

Pei Yan was woken up by his movement, she frowned and opened her eyes, looking at Zheng Lan disgustedly.

His pupils seemed to be out of focus, his eyelashes fluttered occasionally, and his lips were drawn into a straight line, looking very unhappy.

Zheng Lan opened her eyes wide, and apologized to him in a gentle voice: "Did you wake up?"

Pei Yan didn't speak, but still looked at him like that, obviously with resentment.

Zheng Lan moved uneasily, and suddenly Pei Yan lifted his quilt, slipped in, put his hands on his waist, and closed his eyes, "Why so early..."

Zheng Lan was so stiff that she didn't move. After Pei Yan finished speaking, she buried her face in the pillow and remained still.

Most likely because she got up in the morning and fell asleep, Zheng Lan breathed a sigh of relief, gently moved Pei Yan's arm away, and slowly got out of bed.

When Pei Yan woke up, Zheng Lan had already left. On the dining table were the breakfast he bought and a piece of post-it note. The sentence was very ruthless: Thank you last night. The school has sent someone to deal with the dormitory building. It should be fine today. Going back, I study by myself in the library.

Pei Yan pinched the paper, read the few words back and forth many times, took pictures and sent them to Xiang Congyang, asking him: Do you think these words have any other meaning?

Xiang Congyang was still awake early in the morning. When he saw Pei Yan's news, he didn't react much, so he said: I feel that the person who wrote the note is not familiar with the person who read it?Is the person who reads the note helpful?Worthy of encouragement Worthy of encouragement!

Pei Yan's forehead twitched, and he replied two words: Fart!

Xiang Congyang sent a question mark, and a red exclamation point popped up next to it.

He held his toothbrush in a daze.

Did Pei Yan block him?

In the next two weeks, there will be several important professional exams. Zheng Lan is exhausted both physically and mentally because she forgets to sleep and eat every day.

In the cold morning, Zheng Lan was wrapped in thick clothes, and it was difficult for her face to wake up because of the cold wind. She was also sleepy at night, but her appetite decreased little by little.

Pei Yan: What did you eat today?

Zheng Lan was sitting in the noisy cafeteria, holding a spoon in her hand. The spoon was very deep, but it only contained a small amount of porridge.

He glanced at the food on the dinner plate and returned to Pei Yan: mashed potatoes, steak, fried corn.

Still distracted by other things, the table in front of Zheng Lan suddenly slammed, and several dishes were placed firmly on the table.

Zheng Lan raised her head and saw that Pei Yan was wearing a peaked cap, and under the brim were familiar eyes that she hadn't seen for a long time.

"You've lost weight." Pei Yan looked at him coldly for a while, then lowered her head to pick up the food she just brought over for him, "What number did you get in the exam?"

Zheng Lan said a number, and he will finish the final exam in three days.

The chopsticks in Pei Yan's hand moved a little slower, and he asked without emotion: "When do you plan to go home?"

"In about a month, before the Spring Festival." Zheng Lan said.

He doesn't want to go home.

The exam time and holiday dates are different for each college in the school. Zheng Lan has already asked the tutor, and after he finishes the exam, he will help with some student work and get paid.

After hearing this, Pei Yan felt a little better, and told him that the money for selling things had arrived, and he reported the number, which was almost the same as the price of those things calculated by Zheng Lan.

"Thank you for this," Zheng Lan thought of what he had promised Pei Yan before, "I'll drink with you when you finish the exam."

Pei Yan nodded, as if he didn't care about it, and put another chopstick meat in Zheng Lan's bowl.

The money was transferred to Zheng Lan's card that day, Zheng Lan transferred it to Ruan Chixuan, and when he returned to the dormitory at night, he saw that the money had been collected there.

Ruan Chixuan sent him a few messages, first asking: How did you sell it at such a high price?

Then he said some useless and useless sour words: Are you really planning to break up with me?

We're a good fit, you should have known that when you agreed to be together, right?

In normal times, Zheng Lan would definitely block and delete a dragon, but these days he is under a lot of pressure to study, and he is in a bad mood.

Zheng Lan: I am not suitable for people who hug me left and right. I was blind at the beginning, my fault.

Zheng Lan ventilated willfully, and Zheng Lan's mood improved a lot.

He came out of the shower and was about to delete Ruan Chixuan's account from his contact list when he saw his last sentence——

They are all thousand-year-old foxes, why are you playing with me?