you better be

On the way back to Yan Zimi's apartment, Lin Jie looked for him and returned his game account to him to stop calling.

He also said that this was the last time he called his account, and his boyfriend would open another account in the future, and they would start from scratch.

He also teased Yan Zimi, saying that he was having trouble playing with someone else's couple's name on his account, and no one knows how to get a couple's name.

Then said: "Your male god is also playing games."

Yan Zimi was stunned for a moment, and immediately opened the game.

Sure enough, Pei Huan was playing, and it showed He Xiaodong and Yu Nan.

Counting that it has been more than ten minutes since the news that Pei Huanfa was about to arrive at school, it seemed reasonable for him to be anywhere at this moment, he could be at school, he could already be in the dormitory, anywhere was reasonable.

Anyway, he didn't tell Yan Zimi.

There was a big gap in Yan Zimi's heart instantly, he felt that he was not very important in Pei Huan's heart.

But he reassured himself that it was normal.

Pei Huan's behavior was normal, and it was himself who was abnormal.

Yan Zimi sighed inwardly, switched to WeChat, and sent Lin Jie a message.

Yan Zimi: "I'm done"

Then he entered the game again and clicked to watch the game.

It's been several minutes of fighting, what a coincidence, when Yan Zimi went in, it happened to be Pei Huan's cool and handsome moment, five kills within ten seconds.

"Brother Huan, cow."

In the dormitory on the other side, Xiaodong, who had already been wiped out by the enemy, shouted, "Niuuuuuuuuuuuuu, I thought you were going to die. No matter how you rush up, just do it without saying a word."

"Just do it." Yu Nan also leaned back on the chair relaxedly just after finishing the manipulation, "Brother Huan, why did you get stimulated? This game is so hard."

Xiaodong: "Yeah, find someone to kill at the beginning."

Pei Huan didn't say a word.

This one was unsurprisingly driven by Pei Huan crazily, and the opponent couldn't take it anymore and voted in 8 minutes.

After the end, Pei Huan quit the game directly.

Yu Nan was puzzled: "Just a handful?"

Pei Huan put down his phone and picked up his bag: "The things haven't been packed yet."

Yu Nan clicked his tongue: "You have been stimulated, why, this event is not going well?"

After finishing speaking, Yu Nan saw Pei Huan take out the trophy box from his schoolbag.

Yu Nan: "..."

Pei Huan: "It went well."

Zhao Di came over: "What award?"

Pei Huan: "Gold Award."

"Bad," Zhao Di smiled, "Can't you invite us to dinner tonight?"

Pei Huan didn't take out the trophy, and put the whole box into the cabinet: "Tomorrow, not at night."

Yu Nan: "What's up tonight?"

Pei Huan: "Look for Yan Zimi."

Zhao Di smiled: "I'll find him when I come back."

Pei Huan: "I bought something for him."

Zhao Di wanted to say something else, but he always felt that Pei Huan was not very interested.

Obviously everything is a happy thing to say, you can easily win the game, you can see that you won the gold medal, you can see that you bought a gift to give to others.

But what about this guy, he's sullen.

"As you said, I haven't seen Zimi for a long time," Zhao Di said, "Where are you going to find him, take me with you."

Pei Huan took out the clothes from the cabinet: "Go to his studio," he threw the clothes over his shoulders: "It's not convenient."

Before Zhao Di asked what was the inconvenience of going to the studio, Pei Huan went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When he came out, the atmosphere in the dormitory had changed. The three people except Pei Huan were sitting in front of Xiaodong's computer, laughing together.

It's not the kind of laugh that laughs loudly, it's the kind of smile that is very sweet on every face.

Pei Huan went over curiously, and saw the recently popular idol drama playing on the computer screen. Right now, it was a drama about the hero and heroine. The background was cheerful music, and the screen was brightly colored.

Sure enough, less than two seconds after he stood there, the hero and heroine kissed.

"Oh oh oh oh!"

"Oh oh oh!"

"Fuck fuck!"

The three roommates called out at the same time.

Pei Huan wiped his hair and was about to leave when Yu Nan grabbed his clothes: "Don't go, the main event is coming later."

Sure enough, after speaking, the male lead gently hugged the female lead onto the bed.

The three roommates made more excited voices.

Yu Nan: "Look, let's see, I said that something will definitely happen to that man in the past!"

Xiaodong: "Fuck, this is too sweet, who doesn't want to fall in love after reading it."

Zhao Di turned around and asked Pei Huan, "You don't want to see it."

Pei Huanren had already packed his bags: "Look."

Yu Nan smiled and said, "Why don't you watch this kind of stuff? Don't be so indifferent."

Pei Huan smiled: "I would like to ask you, why do you like to watch these?"

Xiaodong laughed: "It's so cool to watch other people fall in love."

Yu Nan also said: "Watching other people fall in love makes me really want to fall in love."

Zhao Di added: "I also want to kiss when I see others kissing."

Xiaodong: "Looking at other people...hahaha."

I understand everything, after Xiaodong finished speaking, the three showed strange expressions on each other.

Pei Huan said leisurely, "I'm an old critic."

This sentence must not arouse public anger, and the three of them instantly spoke out in unison.

"I can't believe you never thought about it."

"Have you ever fallen in love with anyone?"

"You look at others like that, don't you ever think about finding someone to kiss?"

Pei Huan said in a straight voice: "Never."

After he finished speaking, he put the bag on his back: "Look at yours, I'm leaving."

Pei Huan didn't tell Yan Zimi about his trip, so he wanted to scare that person secretly.

As for why he did such a thing, he didn't ask himself, anyway, he did it after thinking about it.

Calculating that the time was just right, I ate at the cafeteria below, took a taxi, and arrived at Yan Zimi's studio soon.

Yan Zimi has no class tonight, Pei Huan thought in the car, if there is no class, what would Yan Zimi do there at night?

In a daze?

He has seen Yan Zimi's dazed look, and that expression can indeed be called cold in the eyes of others.

After arriving at the destination in more than half an hour, Pei Huan found the studio and entered it, but there was only one girl sitting in the hall.

The girl was also taken aback when she saw Pei Huan.

Pei Huan asked, "Where's Yan Zimi?"

The girl pointed her pen inside: "It's in the bathroom."

Pei Huan nodded, put down his bag and waited for someone to come out.

But the girl said again: "After Teacher Yan went in, a man also went in." The girl whispered, "Something is wrong."

Pei Huan frowned, and strode inside to the bathroom.

The bathroom door was closed. Pei Huan wanted to knock on the door, but he heard a familiar voice inside: "Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Pei Huan clasped his hand, and kicked the door open when he saw that the doorknob couldn't be opened.

Yan Zimi was standing by the sink, and beside him was a boy with dyed yellow hair.

Pei Huan came in, and the two looked at the door at the same time.

Pei Huan didn't think much, went straight to push the yellow hair away, and pulled Yan Zimi behind him: "What are you doing?"

The yellow hair snorted: "Okay, I called someone."

The yellow-haired man wanted to turn his head to look at Pei Huan, but Yan Zimi suddenly stood up: "Can you get out? I've said everything I need to say."

The yellow-haired man stopped looking at Pei Huan, and pointed at Yan Zimi: "You remember what you said."

After speaking, he glanced at Pei Huan, turned around and left.

The bathroom became quiet again, Pei Huan turned to look at Yan Zimi: "Are you all right?"

Yan Zimi shook his head: "It's okay."

Pei Huan: "What's wrong? Who is this?"

Yan Zimi: "My cousin."

Pei Huan was puzzled: "Your cousin?"

Yan Zimi looked unwilling to admit it: "My uncle's son."

Pei Huan: "What does he want you for?"

Yan Zimi washed his hands unnaturally.

It's not that there is a handle in his hands.

Difficult.

Yan Zimi: "It's okay, he's just a very annoying person, just let him go."

Pei Huan: "Isn't it the first time?"

Yan Zimi still said: "It's nothing," he added: "He dare not do anything to me."

He took out two pieces of paper to wipe his hands, and looked up at Pei Huan: "Why are you here? Why didn't you say anything?"

Pei Huan: "Are you all right?"

Yan Zimi gave Pei Huan a reassuring smile: "I'm really fine."

Pei Huan didn't say whether he believed it or not, he lowered his head to observe Yan Zimi's expression carefully.

Yan Zimi wasn't shy at all, he let Pei Huan watch it for as long as he wanted.

In the end Pei Huan let him go, and said, "The door is broken."

Yan Zimi laughed: "Our brother Huan is cool."

Brother Huan: "Now is the time to praise me?"

Yan Zimi waved his hand: "It's okay, I'll find someone to fix it later, it's a small problem," he said to Pei Huan, "I'm really fine."

After talking, the two of them went to the living room, and the girl breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Yan Zimi come out, and continued to draw.

It didn't feel real when I was in the bathroom just now, but now that I came out, Yan Zimi was belatedly aware of Pei Huan's sudden visit, which created a lot of happiness.

He asked Pei Huan again: "Why did you come to see me?" He asked again: "Did you come by motorcycle?"

When Yan Zimi asked, his right hand made the movement of twisting the accelerator of the motorcycle, and his eyes were crooked with a smile.

Pei Huan was sure that Yan Zimi was fine now, and he asked, "Why do you ask that?"

Yan Zimi: "Just ask."

Pei Huan: "Do you like me riding a motorcycle?"

Yan Zimi: "Extremely handsome."

Pei Huan: "Not today, if you like, I will ride to pick you up next time."

Yan Zimi's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Pei Huan: "Have I lied to you?"

Pei Huanben was just talking, but after he finished speaking, he remembered something, and suddenly pinched Yan Zimi's face: "It's you, little liar, how many times have you lied to me?"

Yan Zimi shrank his neck with a smile, and said bluntly: "It's normal for men to have little secrets."

Pei Huan looked into Yan Zimi's eyes: "Say it again."

Yan Zimi hurriedly added: "Of course except in front of Brother Huan."

Only then was Pei Huan satisfied.

Then he handed over the contents of the bag: "Here."

Yan Zimi saw the box in Pei Huan's hand and said, "I thought you forgot."

"I haven't forgotten, I've been picking for a long time," Pei Huan handed over, "Hey, little liar."

Yan Zimi's voice was very soft: "Don't call me a liar."

Yan Zimi couldn't wait to open the box.

In fact, he didn't care for the pendant itself, but for Pei Huan's small gift.

The numb feeling came again, and he instantly forgot the unhappiness that Pei Huan didn't tell him when he arrived at school.

Yan Zimi had heard about this kind of sculpture in City A, but finally saw it today.

Yan Zimi opened the box and took out a small bead inside.

Visible through the studio light, a small shop is carved into the bead.

Looking at it, Yan Zimi suddenly turned to look at Pei Huan.

Pei Huan asked, "Does it look like it?"

Yan Zimi pursed his lips and smiled: "Not at all."

Pei Huan smiled: "It's not like what are you laughing at?"

Yan Zimi: "I just laugh."

What else could it be like, like the convenience store they met that time.

Just a little bit, but Yan Zimi thought of it.

And Pei Huan thought of his association.

The inexplicable tacit understanding is so annoying.

"I picked it right away," Pei Huan said to Yan Zimi, "I think you drew that painting, you should like it."

Yan Zimi seemed to be tapped somewhere suddenly, he immediately put the ball into his palm and put it into the box.

"Who said that what I draw must be what I like." Yan Zimi immediately put the things together and closed them.

Pei Huan gave a long cry: "If you don't like it, give it back to me."

Yan Zimi: "The one you gave me is mine... eh!"

Pei Huan took advantage of Yan Zimi's inattention and snatched the things back.

Yan Zimi was stunned for a moment, and reached out to grab it, but failed twice.

Pei Huan really grasped Yan Zimi's temper.

Yan Zimi had no choice but to say one word at a time: "Special, don't, like, like, thank you, thank you, learn, grow."

Only then did Pei Huan return it to Yan Zimi and educate him: "Just say you like it if you like it, why are you stubborn?"

Yan Zimi snorted at Pei Huan.

Pei Huan smiled, and he suddenly leaned over, facing Yan Zimi, looking into his eyes: "Is blushing also my exclusive character design?"

Yan Zimi's face wasn't too red at first, and he was almost healed when Pei Huan asked him this question.

Good guy, that's called a swish.

Yan Zimi: "Of course not."

"Teacher Yan."

At this time, the girl suddenly raised her hand and called out.

Yan Zimi quickly bypassed Pei Huan and went there.

The girl has no major problems, but there is a patch of color that is not right, so she asks Yan Zimi to help.

The painting is just finishing, so Yan Zimi simply depends on her finishing that piece.

With Yan Zimi by her side, the girl's progress was much faster, and the painting was finished in less than 5 minutes.

Then she thanked Yan Zimi, said goodbye, and took the painting away.

Now only Yan Zimi and Pei Huan are left in the studio.

Back to Pei Huan, Yan Zimi first heard Pei Huan call him: "Teacher Yan."

Yan Zimi: "Why?"

Pei Huan smiled and asked, "Isn't there no class at night?"

Yan Zimi explained: "I'm not a student. The studio sells DIY, so I paint by myself. We provide painting tools and venues. You can leave after painting."

Pei Huan nodded and asked Yan Zimi, "Does she come often?"

Yan Zimi was puzzled: "How do you know?"

Pei Huan: "She kept looking at you while you were painting."

Yan Zimi said, "I don't know."

Pei Huan said, "She's interested in you."

Yan Zimi smiled: "Just because she keeps looking at me?"

Pei Huan: "Just say so."

Yan Zimi said, "She is a guest."

Pei Huan is an affirmative sentence.

Yan Zimi seemed to answer, but he didn't.

Pei Huan was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly said, "I am also your guest."

Yan Zimi smiled: "What kind of guest are you?"

Pei Huan picked up the phone and showed it to Yan Zimi: "I just bought it, does it work correctly?"

Very familiar page, the operation is completely correct.

Yan Zimi: "What are you doing?"

Pei Huan: "I also want to paint Teacher Yan."

Yan Zimi laughed: "If you want to paint, just tell me, why do you still buy it?"

Pei Huan asked: "How to start?"

Yan Zimi looked at Pei Huan's phone again: "I still want to buy the biggest frame, how long do you want to draw?"

Pei Huan joked, "Can I paint all night?"

Yan Zimi: "You can come here many times if you can't finish the painting, you don't need to stay overnight."

Pei Huan nodded: "Alright."

Yan Zimi then asked, "Then, what do you want to paint, my distinguished guest?"

Pei Huan thought for a while: "Draw a pig."

Yan Zimi was stunned for a moment: "Draw me?"

Pei Huan laughed instantly.

Yan Zimi: "..."

Yan Zimi: "No..."

Speechless, what is he doing sitting down?

What's wrong with him?

Pei Huan: "Yan Zimi, why are you so cute?"

Yan Zimi didn't want to talk to Pei Huan, so he went to the shelf and took the largest frame and put it on the easel.

Yan Zimi: "Which pig to draw?"

Pei Huan came over to show Yan Zimi a photo on his phone.

Yan Zimi: "..."

Yan Zimi looked at Pei Huan expressionlessly.

Pei Huan smiled happily: "Can I?"

Yan Zimi asked, "Why do you have my photo?"

Pei Huan: "If you want it, you have it."

Yan Zimi paused.

There is something wrong with him today.

Yan Zimi told himself to calm down a bit: "This is a bit difficult."

Pei Huan said, "Is it difficult to paint like the one you painted of me?"

Yan Zimi thought about it.

Pei Huan: "Is it still difficult?"

Yan Zimi shook his head: "It's okay, I'm here."

The two sat down next to each other, with Yan Zimi on the side and Pei Huan in the middle.

Yan Zimi gave the pencil to Pei Huan: "You draw the outline first."

Pei Huan really took the pen, but he gestured up and down, left and right for a long time: "How to draw?"

Yan Zimi wanted to speak, Pei Huan directly put the pen into Yan Zimi's hand: "Come here."

Yan Zimi was helpless: "You draw or I draw?"

Pei Huan grabbed Yan Zimi's hand and put it on the painting: "Your painting is equal to my painting."

Yan Zimi glanced at Pei Huan lightly: "This step is not difficult, look..."

Yan Zimi slowly manipulated his hands, and slowly explained to Pei Huan.

Gradually, Yan Zimi felt that Pei Huan seemed to be leaning on him.

Yan Zimi knew that Pei Huan was unconscious, but he still leaned back calmly, feeling his heartbeat getting heavier little by little.

He tried to concentrate on painting.

But the people behind him were listening, and the voice in their ears drifted away.

Pei Huan's gaze fell on Yan Zimi's face at some point.

He didn't know what he was looking at, it was subconscious, and he couldn't look away.

He looked at Yan Zimi's lips moving up and down when he spoke, and also at the mole on the tip of Yan Zimi's nose, as well as Yan Zimi's blinking eyes from time to time, and the swaying eyelashes.

Not long after, Yan Zimi finished what he had to say and began to concentrate on painting.

Gradually, there was nothing in the studio except the sound of pencils falling on paper.

rustling, rustling.

Pei Huan's eyes fell on Yan Zimi's lips again.

Yan Zimi parted her lips slightly, as if her lips had been painted, attracting Pei Huan.

Some vague voices suddenly jumped out of Pei Huan's mind.

"Ok?"

Under his sight, Yan Zimi suddenly tilted his head, and interrupted Pei Huan's thoughts by speaking.

Yan Zimi: "Is this so complicated?"

Then Pei Huan saw the man in front of him put the end of the pencil on his chin and turned his head.

Suddenly there was a warm and faint breath drifting over as Yan Zimi turned his head, and it was only then that Pei Huan realized that they were too close.

But Pei Huan didn't back away, he watched Yan Zimi's nose close to him, and watched Yan Zimi raise his eyes in his eyes.

He also saw that Yan Zimi licked his lower lip lightly.

The voice in my head was no longer blurred.

At this moment, someone clearly asked him: "Have you never thought about finding someone to kiss?"

The picture in the studio hall suddenly froze here, Yan Zimi didn't move, neither did Pei Huan.

The two only maintained the most instinctive breathing.

But it seemed that as long as Pei Huan lowered his head, something could be accomplished.