Was taken away by seniors after breaking up

Seeing that Zheng Lan had succeeded, Bai Hao stood still and waved to him.

Zheng Lan walked beside Pei Yan, but was about half a shoulder behind him, and secretly turned her head to compare with Bai Hao in a cheering gesture.

Bai Hao pointed to the mobile phone again, meaning to contact by phone.

Walking out of the stadium, facing the warm wind, Pei Yan said, "Go and take the campus bus."

He casually pointed in the direction of the small station, and Zheng Lan noticed that besides a watch on his left hand, there was also a silver ring on his index finger.

"Didn't you bring your school card?" Pei Yan asked.

"What?" Zheng Lan came back to her senses, and when she looked up, she found that Pei Yan was very close to him with her head down.

"It's nothing." Pei Yan turned around and left, "I just saw that you were distracted."

There are many students leaving the playground at this time, and the campus bus is a bit crowded.

Pei Yan and Zheng Lan lined up, and when it was their turn, there were just two seats left.

Pei Yan was sitting by the window, and when Zheng Lan walked to the side of the seat, the car just started, he leaned forward and fell into the chair, his arm stuck to Pei Yan.

Zheng Lan quickly moved away calmly.

Just getting off the stadium, Zheng Lan was steaming all over, and the car was stuffy. After driving for a while, Pei Yan opened the window.

Only when the evening wind blew in did Zheng Lan feel better.

He turned his body to the window, and glanced at Pei Yan inadvertently.

Zheng Lan smiled at him, raised the corners of her lips and eyebrows, but Pei Yan moved her eyes flatly, rolled her Adam's apple, and looked out of the window unhappy.

Bo Hao should have come with him just now, Zheng Lan thought.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Bai Hao, saying: It's over, Pei Yan doesn't seem to like me very much.

Bai Hao:? ? ?

Bai Hao: It shouldn't be, you are such a handsome and spirited guy.

Zheng Lan's appearance is not the kind that surprises people at first sight, with eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips, his good looks are more like a pot of wine buried in the ground.

Zheng Lan: ... I don't know, but he doesn't talk much.

Zheng Lan secretly glanced at Pei Yan again.

The wind blows all the hair on his forehead, revealing his full forehead.

Seeing that Zheng Lan was looking at him, Pei Yan curled his lips and turned a little further out of the window.

After a few minutes, the sweat on Zheng Lan's body was blown away by the wind, and the vest was chilly.

Not too far from the school gate, Zheng Lan looked down at the time, and noticed that the wind had suddenly cooled down, and saw Pei Yan close the glass.

"Forgot to ask, what's your name?" Pei Yan asked.

"Zheng Lan, Shan Fenglan. You can also call me by my English name, Danny." Zheng Lan said.

"Danny..." Pei Yan repeated.

When pronouncing this word, the tongue should be pushed against the palate gently, scrape the inside of the teeth, and then fall down.

The first letter will be a little heavy, and it will get lighter as it goes further.Pei Yan's voice was very long, and the last few words were uttered indistinctly, as if he thought it was very interesting.

But it's just a very common name.

"I'm Pei Yan, the banquet of the banquet," Pei Yan looked at him and imitated with a little smile, "You can also call me by my English name, Cyril."

"Well, Senior Brother Pei." Zheng Lan called out.

Pei Yan's home is a small building not far from the school.

He opened the door with the password, and bent down at the entrance to find shoes for Zheng Lan.

Zheng Lan politely didn't look around.

"Sit down for a while." Pei Yan pointed to the sofa, walked in, pulled at the hem of the clothes, took off the clothes neatly, turned and threw them to Zheng Lan.

Zheng Lan didn't expect that he would throw it over suddenly, but he didn't catch it, and his face was covered with clothes.

He heard Pei Yan chuckle, took off his clothes, and saw Pei Yan go upstairs naked.His hands were resting on the railing, his entire arm was muscular, his narrow waist was tucked into black slacks, and his back was arched casually.

Zheng Lan lowered her eyes, opened the clothes in her hand, and folded them again.

The first floor is not big, and there are not many rooms. Zheng Lan sat on the sofa very upright and waited for Pei Yan.

Within a few minutes, he came down from upstairs and changed into a very dark T-shirt.

"What do you want to drink?" Pei Yan asked him, and opened the small refrigerator under the TV cabinet.

Zheng Lan put the clothes on hand and said, "It's all fine."

Zheng Lan: We're at his house. He's getting a drink.

Bai Hao: Okay, you have to be careful.

Zheng Lan: What should I say?

"Is dark beer okay?" Pei Yan handed him a can of beer, "I just realized that there is nothing at home."

Zheng Lan couldn't drink very much, so he picked it up a little hesitantly, "Okay."

But Pei Yan withdrew his hands, "It's fine if you can't drink, I'll pour you some water."

"Don't bother," Zheng Lan brought the wine over, and opened the tab with a snap of her fingers, "The beer is fine."

Pei Yan didn't care anymore, opened a bottle by herself, and sat down beside Zheng Lan.

"Which department is Senior Brother Pei from?" Zheng Lan looked at the wall directly in front of him and asked unnaturally.

"Financial Engineering, Yan Er, what about you?" Pei Yan asked.

"I'm Clinical Psychology, Research One."

"Well," Pei Yan looked at the phone and asked him casually, "Did you just come here?"

"Yes, within a few months." Zheng Lan said.

"Aren't you used to it? Those who just came here are almost unable to get used to it. It's too different from the domestic environment, and everything has to be adapted again." Pei Yan found a pack of cigarettes from nowhere, and knocked one out on the edge of the table. He paused again and asked, "Can I smoke?"

Zheng Lan was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Of course."

"Then do you want it?" Pei Yan pointed the cigarette butt towards him.

"Yes." Zheng Lan smoked the cigarette.

In fact, he himself is not very willing to smoke, but the number of cigarettes has been too much in the past few years. Subjectively, he wants to quit, but he only endures it for a few weeks each time, and because of such and other things, he relaxes his vigilance.

Pei Yan took out the lighter, and when the metal cover was lifted, the flame burst out with a bang.

He took the fire and put it on Zheng Lan's cigarette, the white mist dispersed, and lit himself again.

"You're so weird," Pei Yan took a puff, held the cigarette between his fingertips, and looked sideways at Zheng Lan as he spoke, "Don't be awkward, are all kids like you these days?"

Zheng Lan blushed at what he said, and asked, "Why are you so awkward?"

"You can say you don't like it if you don't like it." Pei Yan said.

He saw it, and Zheng Lan reacted immediately.

Alcohol is difficult for him, and so is cigarettes.

"Sorry, I don't know much about this..." Zheng Lan thought about how to say this, "I mean, take the initiative to socialize or something."

"Well," Pei Yan smiled, "it's pretty good now, much better than you were just now. The look in your eyes when you drink is like I deliberately want to drink you so that I can do something."

Zheng Lan also felt that she was weird, so she smiled, and after a while, she realized that something was wrong, and she was silent for a while.

Pei Yan seemed to be used to it, and he didn't feel anything at all. He held the cigarette with the index and middle fingers of his right hand, pinched the beer can with the remaining fingers, and raised his wrist to take a sip of the wine.

"Your friend knows me, I thought you knew." Pei Yan stared at the position of Zheng Lan's nose, "You are brave enough to follow a stranger home without knowing anything."

"What..." Zheng Lan's mind was in a mess.

"I like boys, kid, you're so handsome, how dare you go home with me in the middle of the night?" Pei Yan said while smacking Zheng Lan's waist with his left hand, and he stood up and avoided it.

Pei Yan laughed happily two or three times, put down the wine, and glanced at Zheng Lan again.

He hid far away like a frightened rabbit.

Pei Yan laughed until she collapsed on the sofa, and sat up straight again.

"Just kidding, I believe all of this."

Zheng Lan sat back in embarrassment, but this time she kept a subtle distance from Pei Yan.

Pei Yan didn't mention this, but just asked him: "Aren't you going to say it? It's a bit late."

"You must have something to look for me." Pei Yan cast a glance at Zheng Lan.

Zheng Lan had a lot of headaches that night, and everyone he met was difficult to serve.

"Yes," he had to say, "I'm sorry to interrupt you."

"Don't talk about it, what's the matter?" Pei Yan interrupted him.

Zheng Lan was a little embarrassed, but she still asked, "Do you know Professor Conrad?"

"Hmm..." Pei Yan took a puff of smoke, "He's quite a good old man, I heard he got a good project recently."

"Yes, I'm in that project team, but we have encountered a bottleneck recently, and we have a general direction, but currently no one in our team can refine it, so..."

"So you think I can?" Pei Yan raised his eyebrows, "Do you want me to join the group? Does your professor agree?"

"Professor Connard is a very good mentor," Zheng Lan felt that Pei Yan's attitude was quite relaxed, so she said, "I don't think he would disagree."

"Preparing for graduation is very busy, and I don't have much time." Pei Yan shook his head and refused in a second.

Zheng Lan thought about this problem, and immediately said: "We are originally a cooperative project. If it is completed, according to the level of the project, it will make your graduation easier."

"Interesting." Pei Yan changed the subject for a moment, asked Zheng Lan to hand over the ashtray, and extinguished the cigarette.

"I can listen to it in detail, just for the last two days, do you use WeChat?" Pei Yan asked.

"Use." Zheng Lan clicked on her QR code and showed it to Pei Yan to scan.

Zheng Lan's profile picture was taken by a passer-by when he was traveling by himself when he graduated from university. Later, the person came to him and sent him the photo. Zheng Lan thought it looked good and used it.

With his back leaning against the bamboo railing, he turned his head to look at the sky covered with large white clouds, his hair was messed up, and his facial features were not very clear.

"Avatar is your own?" Pei Yan asked.

"Yes, where's yours?" Zheng Lan also asked.

Pei Yan's profile picture is a left hand, where the index finger is photographed, and there is a mole on the base of the finger.

"Me too." Pei Yan turned off the phone.

Zheng Lan subconsciously glanced at his left hand, which was covered by the ring and could not see anything.

"You can just tell me when you have set the time, but if you say it first, you won't mess up. I don't guarantee that you will agree to it." Pei Yan tapped the back of the phone twice, "If I refuse, don't blame me."

"No, it's our honor if you agree to listen."

Pei Yan didn't seem to like hearing these compliments very much, so she and Zheng Lan finished their drinks before standing up to see him off.

At the door of the apartment, Zheng Lan said that he could find the way, Pei Yan didn't insist any more, and before leaving, he held Zheng Lan's shoulder and pulled him in front of him, lowered his head and looked into his eyes, pretending to be ambiguous with peach blossom eyes, and He said, "Be more careful next time."

Zheng Lan calmly pressed Pei Yan's shoulder with her palm and pushed him away, saying, "Thank you for reminding me, senior."

Without scaring him anymore, Pei Yan shrugged, turned and entered the room.

Zheng Lan walked briskly for a while along the road when he came, and he was relieved when he could only see a vague outline of the house.

He turned on the phone again.

When I added Pei Yan's WeChat just now, I saw Bai Hao sent him a message, but he didn't dare to read it.

Bai Hao sent him dozens of messages in a row, most of which were exclamation marks.

Bai Hao: Come back quickly, brother!

Bai Hao: Look at the news, bro!

Zheng Lan called Bai Hao directly and continued walking.

Bai Hao picked it up right away, and hurriedly said, "Thank God you're still alive."

"What's wrong?" Zheng Lan asked suspiciously.

"I just found out that Pei Yan is the same," Bai Hao said in surprise, "Could it be that he's taken a fancy to you? I heard that the circle is a bit chaotic..."

"No." When the upper eyelashes touched the lower eyelashes, Zheng Lan asked softly, "I like boys too. If I follow him, do I also like him?"

Bai Hao fell silent.

Zheng Lan found Bai Hao leaning against the door of his dormitory with his head down in the corridor. As soon as he made the sound of footsteps, Bai Hao looked over.

"Brother, I said the wrong thing in a hurry, that's not what I meant." Bai Hao trotted over to follow Zheng Lan, apologizing as he walked.

"I'm sorry, I'm just worried about you... that," Bai Hao scratched his hair, "Of course I respect your orientation."

Zheng Lan had already opened the door, and Bai Hao walked in with him, "Brother, I'll bring you breakfast starting tomorrow, until you calm down, do you have anything you particularly like to eat?"

"No need." Zheng Lan said.

Bai Hao thought he was really angry, and his expression froze for a moment.

"Brother, you have to give me a chance to correct my mistake."

"No," Zheng Lan couldn't help laughing, "I'm sorry, I said something serious before, I was impulsive, and I didn't blame you. People have different attitudes towards this kind of thing. If you can't accept it, just Tell me we..."

"I can't accept it!" Bai Hao said with a little panic: "Forget it, brother, you should let me apologize to you, I don't feel at ease if I don't do something."

Zheng Lan: "..."

"It's really not necessary. Let's let Pei Yan join the team, which is the most important thing to do now."

Seeing Zheng Lan's firm attitude, Bai Hao had no choice but to say: "That's fine...but brother, aren't you angry?"

Zheng Lan smiled lightly, "Don't be angry anymore, thank you."

Bai Hao didn't quite understand what Zheng Lan was going to say, so he said "oh", and pulled the extra chair beside him to sit down.

Zheng Lan's palm covered the desk.

"By the way, one more thing is, I have a boyfriend." He said.

The chair scratched loudly on the floor.

"Male, boyfriend?"

Bai Hao stood up all of a sudden, "Is it from our school?"

"No." Zheng Lan shook her head.

Before Bai Hao could react, he said again: "But I'm already planning to break up with him."

Bai Hao was dizzy, supported his head, and said, "No, brother, you have too much information."

"There's not much information." Zheng Lan said, and received a WeChat message from Pei Yan.

Pei Yan asked him if he was there, Zheng Lan replied, and Pei Yan said hello again, and the two of them stopped talking.

"Pei Yan said he could listen to our plan. When do you have time recently?" Zheng Lan asked.

When it came to business, Bai Hao became serious, "I can do anything, you can arrange it, and just let me know when it's settled."

"Well."

Later that day, Bai Hao sincerely apologized several times, and seeing Zheng Lan's slack eyes, he felt that he had finally convinced him that he did not have any malicious intentions.