Was taken away by seniors after breaking up

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Pei Yan said calmly, and Zheng Lan knew that this was his angry appearance.

But he pursed his lips and refused to answer.

After a long while, Pei Yan lifted the cup and turned over, with a burst of anger in his mouth, and the cold wind stirred in.

"Think about what you said first."

Zheng Lan was taken aback, Pei Yan slammed the door and left.

He stared blankly at the wall of the dark room, wondering where Pei Yan was going?

Does he have an extra thick quilt?Will it be cold in the middle of the night?Have a cold or a fever?

It's all his Zheng Lan's fault.

After lying down for a long time and unable to fall asleep, he turned on his phone, only to find that it was not even past twelve o'clock.

He did give Pei Yan a big gift.

This year's birthday is probably hard for Pei Yan to forget.

When they woke up the next morning, Zheng Lan and Pei Yan had a quarrel.

The reason was that Zheng Lan absent-mindedly ate the breakfast that Pei Yan bought.

He bought pumpkin porridge and small flower rolls, both of which were light food.

Zheng Lan's eyes blinked and moved slowly, like an old clock.

It looked like he didn't sleep well, but Pei Yan felt a little more relaxed for no reason.

He sat down and urged Zheng Lan to eat well.Zheng Lan's arms seemed to have no strength, and the whole person was stunned.

Pei Yan couldn't stand it anymore, took the spoon from his hand, and fed a mouthful of porridge to his lips.

If it was normal, Zheng Lan would happily eat it, and there is a high probability that he would come up to kiss him and put the thick porridge on his mouth. Pei Yan frowned, but it was more likely that he thought he was fussy like a child. so cute.

But Zheng Lan just lowered her eyelashes, turned her head away, and said, "I don't want to eat."

Pei Yan's hand stayed in the air for quite a long time, Zheng Lan's back was arched, and she leaned against the back of the chair as if her lower abdomen was a little uncomfortable.

Seeing his indifferent expression, Pei Yan didn't want to face it, so he put the spoon back into the porridge.

"You haven't eaten much."

Zheng Lan apologized to him, saying, "I'm sorry."

But Pei Yan didn't want to hear this sorry, which was not only inexplicable, but also unreasonable.

So Pei Yan asked him: "I didn't get angry enough last night, do you want to quarrel in the morning?"

Zheng Lan didn't look at him, but stared down at her fingers.

He said very quietly: "I just don't want to eat."

Pei Yan took a step back, and the chair scratched on the floor with an unpleasant sound. He was about to leave, but Zheng Lan called him to stop.

"Shall we take a break for a while?"

Pei Yan turned around in disbelief, "What did you say?"

Zheng Lan couldn't repeat it a second time. He picked up the spoon and stuffed a big mouthful of porridge into his mouth.

He hadn't changed his clothes when he got up in the morning, and he was wearing the same cotton pajamas as Pei Yan.

But Pei Yan's clothes fit him very well, while his clothes were always big and empty. Every time Pei Yan went up to hug him, it was because he looked at him from different angles and felt pitiful for no reason.

"Is this the result of your thinking all night?" Pei Yan asked him.

This bowl of pumpkin porridge was so bitter, from the throat to the tip of the tongue, Zheng Lan let out a "hmm".

"Zheng Lan," Pei Yan suddenly laughed, "Have you been thinking about it for a long time? Do you know what I think of when you are like this today?"

Pei Yan spoke behind him, Zheng Lan covered her face with her hands, feeling tears welling in her eyes.

He wanted to speak, but couldn't help but sniffed.

Pei Yan must have known that he was crying again.

"I've been chasing you from the very beginning. I've been thinking about it and asking you if you want to be with me. It seems like I'm taking advantage of someone's danger. So you haven't thought about it at all, how do you feel about me? Are you Too much love."

After speaking, Pei Yan left, opened the door and left the house.

Zheng Lan sat on the chair as if he had been frozen. After a while, he suddenly stood up and rushed into the toilet, vomited up the porridge.

While cleaning the sink, Zheng Lan looked up and saw herself in the mirror, her face was uglier than that of the patient.

Zheng Lan and Pei Yan had a problem, and Bai Hao only found out when he was doing volunteer activities.

There was a summit that needed volunteers, and Bai Hao worked so hard to get two from his mentor. He called Zheng Lan and asked him if he could go, and sighed: "How many copies did I write for the teacher? He was willing to give me two places only after reporting, but I didn’t know this at the beginning, and then I saw the reporter, isn’t that your Pei Yan, I’m still here to help you with a waste of work.”

Zheng Lan didn't speak immediately after listening.

His pause was suspicious, and Bai Hao asked a lot: "What's wrong?"

Zheng Lan told him: "Pei Yan and I... have been a little bit, not very good recently."

Bai Hao subconsciously made a sound, and immediately realized that this was a little impolite, and was about to say something to remedy it, but Zheng Lan said: "It's okay, thank you, I still need this quota."

This voluntary activity is very demanding. Together with Zheng Lan, Bai Hao participated in five training sessions, three of which were in the middle of the night, and one time he met Pei Yan.

At that time, they had not seen each other or contacted each other for more than a month. This was the longest time, far longer than the Spring Festival holiday.

The temperature dropped that day, and the night was very cold. The training notice was temporary, and Zheng Lan just came out of the laboratory, not even bothering to grab a coat.

Bai Hao was waiting for him at the training place, and immediately asked, "Aren't you cold?"

It was cold, but Zheng Lan shook her head, feeling that she could still endure it.

The meeting lasted until ten o'clock and took a break. Zheng Lan went to the bathroom, and when she washed her hands, she realized that she had been so cold that she was unconscious.

At least some hot air was blowing in the drying place. He ran towards the conference room and passed another conference room on the way. Someone just came out of it, starting with Pei Yan.

The two looked at each other in the corridor, one was stuck against the wall, and the other was standing in the middle of the road, surrounded by many people.

Zheng Lan thought that Pei Yan would go away because he looked very busy, but he came to her side, shook his hand that was tucked into his long sleeves as usual, and frowned.

"It's so cold, why are you wearing so little? Aren't you cold?"

Obviously, Zheng Lan was shivering from the cold.

Pei Yan took off his jacket and put it on him, and the hot breath carrying his body temperature enveloped him.

At that moment, Pei Yan felt some magical switch on Zheng Lan's body, and all the discomfort disappeared.

The two were very close, and Zheng Lan knew that many people were watching them. He lowered his head and heard Pei Yan whisper, "Give me back the clothes later."

Then he withdrew and left, taking away a large group of people behind him, leaving only Zheng Lan in the corridor.

He gathered his clothes and walked back. Bai Hao still stayed in his original position. Seeing that he was wearing an extra jacket, he asked, "Where did you buy the clothes?"

Looking carefully, the shoulders are much longer than the sleeves, and the sleeves are also long. I'm afraid they don't belong to me at all.

Bai Hao's mind turned quickly, he covered his mouth with one hand, and asked him, "Did you meet Pei Yan?"

Sometimes Zheng Lan felt helpless for his cleverness, so he sat down and admitted it.

Bai Hao pushed his arm excitedly, "Is that right? Which couple doesn't quarrel? They will get back together soon, not to mention that your relationship is so good."

In the second half, Pei Yan's coat made him feel hot all over, and he was even sweating.

But Zheng Lan didn't care at all, he was thinking about what Bai Hao said.

He and Pei Yan hardly quarreled. Sometimes because of some small things, whoever felt awkward in his heart, the other party could feel it immediately, and coaxed people mercilessly.

But he lost them, he didn't deserve them.

Ever since she was with Pei Yan, Zheng Lan has always avoided asking herself why.

The more you ask, the more guilty you become, and the more you ask, the more suspicious you become.

He also wanted to ask why Pei Yan liked him, why he wanted to be with him after seeing him once, and why he said so confidently for the rest of his life.

Why does he obviously feel that he loves him very much, but there is still no way to guarantee it for a lifetime.

The moment grandma fell down, Zheng Lan really realized that his so-called resistance and love were nothing but self-movement that could be broken with one blow.

At the end of that day, Zheng Lan didn't see Pei Yan, so naturally he could only take his coat home.

Several times afterwards, he took the trouble to carry a large schoolbag to hold Pei Yan's coat, but he never met him by chance again.

On the day when the event was officially held, Zheng Lan changed into uniform work clothes.

He is in charge of order in the infield, and his work is very busy, which is more challenging than he imagined.

People from various countries came to the conference. They have different native languages ​​and speak English in different ways.

Zheng Lan was dizzy and had to maintain a decent smile and patience all the time.

The only consolation was that he, as an infield staff member, had listened to Pei Yan's entire speech.

Wearing the suit that Zheng Lan is familiar with, he stepped onto the shining podium.

When the applause was thunderous, Zheng Lan realized that at least many people here came for this report.

Came here for Pei Yan.

His gaze is straight and confident, but lacks focus.

Zheng Lan looked up at him like everyone else.

After a speech, a boy came forward to present flowers to Pei Yan. Zheng Lan felt familiar when he saw his back. When the man turned around and took a photo with Pei Yan, he realized that it was Jian Ji.

That turned out to be Jane Ji.

The photographer asked them to get closer, Zheng Lan heard it, and watched Jian Ji move closer to Pei Yan masochistically, their shoulders and arms were close together.

A big bubble appeared in his chest, floated out, and exploded in mid-air.

Amidst the sourness, the other volunteers shook Zheng Lan's arm, seeing that he was so engrossed, they asked, "You were also picked up by Pei Yanshuai?"

Zheng Lan didn't respond, so the volunteer touched him again and urged, "I know he's handsome, but I have to work. Why don't you ask the captain for a contact number when it's over?"

Zheng Lan shook his head and smiled helplessly.

Looking up again, Pei Yan no longer knew where to go, and Zheng Lan was busy with work again.

Unfortunately, there was a sudden heavy rain outside.

In Zheng Lan's impression, only the time when the dormitory was flooded last semester had such a violent rain, it should be summer.

But what Zheng Lan was thinking at this time was not that summer was coming, but that these stranded guests should be dealt with in time.

He could only go to get umbrellas with other volunteers one after another, regardless of the deep water under his feet.

After seeing off people, Zheng Lan was so wet that water could drip out of her body.The person in charge of the volunteers asked for a pile of towels from the hotel upstairs, and asked them to wipe first.

Zheng Lan didn't follow everyone to the same room, but went to the bathroom.

After taking care of things and walking out, he had time to glance at his phone.

Pei Yan sent him a message, asking him where he was now, if he was done with work, and finally followed him with a room number.

Although his current appearance is not suitable for meeting people, Zheng Lan still wanted to return the clothes to Pei Yan as soon as possible, so he went upstairs with his things.

When Pei Yan opened the door and saw Zheng Lan, his eyes were almost exactly the same as what Zheng Lan imagined in the elevator.

He grabbed Zheng Lan's arm and pulled Zheng Lan into the room. He tore off his schoolbag and stripped off his clothes one by one, leaving only his close-fitting clothes.

"Go take a shower first." Pei Yan pushed him directly into the bathroom, closed the door for him, and went to make a phone call.

Zheng Lan guessed that he sent someone to buy clothes.

The warm water washed away the coolness all over her body, and Zheng Lan inevitably felt exhausted all over her body.

When he came out of the bathroom, he saw a brand new set of clothes.But some are too thick, almost for winter, so he only picked out pants and a sweater to wear.

Pei Yan was using a laptop, and the sound of typing was loud.

Zheng Lan walked over to wipe her hair, and took out a hair dryer from the open drawer beside him.

After plugging it in, Zheng Lan was about to use it, but Pei Yan suddenly turned off the computer and asked him to sit down by the bed.

Zheng Lan didn't say anything, and handed the hair dryer to his hand, the wind pipe buzzed, and Pei Yan's fingers shuttled through Zheng Lan's hair, his movements were as gentle as the temperature of the wind.

Zheng Lan almost closed his eyes and fell asleep. His hands were propped on the edge of the bed, his knuckles were bent and he scratched the bed sheet.

With short hair, it didn't take much time. Soon the sound of the hair dryer stopped, but Zheng Lan hadn't had time to open her eyes.

Pei Yan laughed softly, rubbed his earlobe, and asked, "Are you sleepy?"

Zheng Lan nodded, leaned over and hugged his waist.

No one moved for a few minutes, Pei Yan first broke the silence, and said to him: "Recently, there is a project in China, and they invited me to do it, do you think I will go?"

Zheng Lan let go, backed away a distance that could speak, and opened his lips, but Pei Yan held his index finger against it.

"I'm graduating this semester. If I go back to China now, I will deal with graduation when I come back."

Zheng Lan took Pei Yan's hand away, crossed her legs, and rubbed against the sheets as if afraid of the cold.

"I know," he said, "you should go."

It seemed that Pei Yan had expected such a result long ago, and lay down dejectedly, looking at the ceiling, her arm touching Zheng Lan's bent leg.

"That's what you'll say."

They chat quietly like old friends.

"A lot of times I feel that you don't really need me. If you have me, you're still that Zheng Lan."

Zheng Lan finally looked down at him.

He was shaking, the bed was so soft, Pei Yan must have felt it.

"How did you feel when you saw Jian Ji taking a photo with me?" Pei Yan asked him again.

Zheng Lan blinked and held back for a long time before saying, "I don't feel it."

"Aren't you jealous? Why don't you quarrel with me?" Pei Yan pushed his calf, and Zheng Lan said, "Is it useful to quarrel? He also likes you, so many people like you, I want everyone to go Are you making trouble?"

Zheng Lan's voice became more and more choked up, and finally she couldn't continue. She took a deep breath and said with tears in her eyes, "Then what have I become..."

Pei Yan didn't speak, but Zheng Lan's emotions gradually boiled like water on fire.

"If you want to refuse, of course you can push him away. Don't you want anyone to touch you who can touch you?"

Pei Yan's arm was touching Zheng Lan's calf. After hearing these words, he turned over and sat up on the bed.

"So you don't believe me."

Not a question, but an affirmative tone.

"You don't believe me at all, so is my explanation useful?"

Zheng Lan was very tired, and even more so after taking a bath. Difficult guests, incomprehensible accents and unclear explanations, one after another irritating things occupied his brain.

Impulsively, Zheng Lan rarely retorted: "Have you explained it?"

Pei Yan suddenly stopped talking, he stood up and shook in Zheng Lan's peripheral vision.

There was a sudden silence in the room, and the sound of the clock on the wall was very clear.

After a few minutes, Pei Yan sat down next to the edge of the bed again and asked, "Do you still want to argue?"

At this moment, Zheng Lan knew that Pei Yan had also realized it.

They were breaking up, not for a while, but for a break.

They seldom quarrel, so such quarrels are enough to hurt each other.

The whole process was like a long pain.

"At first I felt so sudden, but actually I didn't even think about it. You kept pushing me away. I thought I could run to you by myself, and maybe something happened to you..."

Zheng Lan put her arms around his waist and interrupted Pei Yan's words.

Tired and churning all over his body, he didn't understand why he only wanted to hug him when he was parting.

"Pei Yan, I'm tired, really, I'm so tired."

"Do I think I love you? Do I think you love me? Think how far we can go, think how long the future is, I don't think we can go."

After listening calmly, Pei Yan rubbed his hair.

"You give up on me first, no matter what happens in the future, I will remember this. But I am actually very unwilling," Pei Yan said honestly, "it's not a one-sentence thing to end, it's not that simple. But if you say you want to end If you say you can't go on, let's separate."

He was still reluctant to use the word breakup.

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