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Pei Huan downplayed the fact that he won the gold medal this time. If Yan Zimi hadn't checked what competition Pei Huan participated in before, he would have almost been tricked by him.

The terminus of No. 1 bus is their school, passing by one stop after another, the front comes and goes, except for them in the last few stops, only the driver in front and the girl diagonally opposite them are left.

When approaching the station, Yan Zimi said to Pei Huan in a low voice, "She seems to be from our school too."

Pei Huan affirmed Yan Zimi's words: "Yes."

Yan Zimi: "You know?"

Pei Huan followed Yan Zimi and lowered his voice: "A freshman from my college."

Yan Zimi made a sound.

Yan Zimi asked again: "How do you know her?"

Pei Huan: "This year's freshman chorus, she is the conductor of her class."

Yan Zimi curled his lips: "Pay attention to the beauties."

Pei Huan smiled: "I just listened too much."

Yan Zimi: "You know her, does she know you?"

Pei Huan: "You go ask?"

Yan Zimi: "I don't want it."

Pei Huan: "Let me ask."

Just ask, Pei Huan really turned his head and said to the other side: "Do you know Yan Zimi?"

Yan Zimi was startled, and quickly stood up and covered Pei Huan's mouth.

"What are you doing?" Yan Zimi pulled Pei Huan back: "What are you doing?"

In fact, Pei Huan's voice was very low, the car was loud and there was wind blowing in, so it was impossible for girls to hear it.

He just wanted to tease Yan Zimi.

Yan Zimi took a sneak peek at the girl, and sure enough, she saw that she was still playing with her phone with her head down as before.

But Yan Zimi didn't see it. He just sat down when the girl couldn't help laughing.

Yan Zimi glanced at Pei Huan lightly: "You are boring."

Pei Huan supported the front seat with his hands, and looked sideways at Yan Zimi: "Scared?"

Yan Zimi still said, "You're boring."

Pei Huan smiled happily.

Not long after, the car stopped at the bus stop in front of the school.

It was already very late, and there was almost no one at the school gate. Their destination was in two directions, so they got out of the car, the two said goodbye briefly, and walked in two directions.

Yan Zimi's community is nearby, but he will be there in 2 minutes.

Back at the apartment, Yan Zimi collapsed on his small sofa like a balloon that had been excited all night before being deflated.

He's not hyperactive, he's hyperactive.

Every time his balloon wanted to fly high, it would always be pulled down by Pei Huan.

Pei Huan would tease him, touch his head, protect him, watch him smile, and watch him smile.

Yan Zimi is going crazy.

The pillow on the sofa was about to be deformed by Yan Zimi, so Yan Zimi let it go.

He turned over and sat up, took out his mobile phone, and found that Pei Huan had sent him a message a few minutes ago.

fire: "Are you free tomorrow night?"

Generally, when receiving such news, what Yan Zimi returns is "what's the matter" that can be advanced or retreated.

But this person is Pei Huan.

Of course Yan Zimi said: "Yes"

fire: "Eat together?"

fire: "And my roommates"

Yan Zimi: "Yes."

The next day, Yan Zimi found out that Pei Huan had invited the guest who had won the gold medal, and he also knew that Yan Zimi was the only outsider besides his dormitory.

Yan Zimi was out on errands all day today, so he came back more than half an hour earlier.

He simply didn't go back to the apartment, went to the restaurant ahead of time, and waited in the lobby downstairs.

Pei Huan arrived 10 minutes later, and the two of them met eyes as soon as they entered.

Pei Huan walked over and sat down beside Yan Zimi in a few strides: "Come here early and tell me earlier, how long have you been waiting?"

"Not long," he asked Pei Huan, "don't you have to go to class?"

Pei Huan: "I have enough credits for their classes."

Yan Zimi nodded and leaned back on the sofa.

Pei Huan asked him, "Are you sleepy?"

Yan Zimi nodded: "I got up early this morning and have been busy until just now."

Pei Huan patted Yan Zimi's knee lightly twice: "Go to sleep, they still need a while."

Yan Zimi whispered: "Yes."

With Pei Huan by his side, Yan Zimi closed his eyes with peace of mind, and leaned against the sofa in a relaxed manner.

Leaning against him, he felt his body tilted a little, and he was about to slide down.

At the moment when he was about to slip, Yan Zimi had already tightened his stomach and planned to support himself back, but suddenly a shadow came over, blocked his side, and caught him.

Yan Zimi's head just rested on Pei Huan's shoulder.

Yan Zimi's eyelashes moved slightly, but he did not open his eyes, but relaxed his ready muscles and relaxed his whole body.

The light in the restaurant lobby was turned on sufficiently, even if Yan Zimi closed his eyes, he could still see a little shadow outside.

So when Pei Huan reached out his hand, Yan Zimi felt it.

It was a very vague shadow, and before he could open his eyes to confirm what it was, something very warm touched the tip of his nose.

Pei Huan was touching his mole.

Yan Zimi couldn't help it, his eyebrows moved and he smiled.

"Did you sleep?" Pei Huan asked him.

Yan Zimi opened his eyes and glanced at Pei Huan, but quickly closed them: "Squint for a while."

Pei Huan patted his head and asked, "Do you want it?"

Yan Zimi opened his eyes again and saw Pei Huan handing over his index finger.

Yan Zimi couldn't understand: "What?"

Pei Huan: "Do you need to hold something to sleep better?"

Yan Zimi instantly became hot.

Pei Huan added: "My little cousin is also like this, he must hold on to something when he sleeps."

Yan Zimi didn't admit it or deny it.

And every little detail of that night was always mentioned by Pei Huan inadvertently.

It is impossible for Yan Zimi not to be ashamed.

He tilted his head to the gap between Pei Huan's shoulder and the sofa.

"Did you fake sleep that night?" Yan Zimi asked.

"Sleeping," Pei Huan smiled, "but I woke up when I heard you talking."

Yan Zimi was too ashamed.

So really, know everything.

Pei Huan actually asked: "Why, you said something for me, but you can't tell me?"

Yan Zimi buried his head deeply: "No, you can listen."

After he finished speaking, he held Pei Huan's index finger and put it on his lap: "I'm going to sleep."

But this feeling still can't be squinted.

In less than half a minute, there was a commotion in the lobby, and a familiar voice shouted, "Pei Huan help."

Yan Zimi opened his eyes and saw that it was Zhao Di running over, followed by Xiaodong.

Yan Zimi sat up.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them were already there.

Pei Huan asked: "What's wrong?"

"Huan," Zhao Di sat down beside Pei Huan, just clinging to Pei Huan: "He wants to hug me!"

Pei Huan: "Hold you?"

Zhao Di: "This idiot saw two men outside hugging each other and said it was very warm, so he just wore one and insisted on hugging me to keep warm."

Xiaodong smiled and said, "Otherwise, give me your coat."

Zhao Di said loudly: "Why should I give it to you? Who told you not to wear more clothes," he pointed to Yu Nan who followed behind: "Go and hug him."

Xiaodong stepped forward to take off Zhao Di's clothes: "Your coat is too big."

Yan Zimi and Pei Huan looked out together, and sure enough, they saw two boys hugging each other to keep warm, probably waiting for the bus.

Looking back, Xiaodong has already got into Zhao Di's arms, pulled Zhao Di's clothes on him vigorously, and said in his mouth: "I'm going to die of cold, will you die if you warm me up?"

The action is too big and it is easy to hurt the innocent. Not only did Pei Huan not help, but he also pulled Yan Zimi away.

On the way to the private room, Xiaodong finally calmed down after recovering from his body, but Zhao Di still kept away from him.

I don't know how much money Pei Huan won for this gold award. After sitting down, everyone was very rude, asking what was more expensive.

The three roommates of Pei Huan were very active, and they made the meal very lively from the very beginning.

This is not the first time for Yan Zimi to see the atmosphere of this dormitory. They seem to have endless things to talk about, and they also chat about everything. In addition to Zhao Di and Xiaodong's small grievances tonight, after this pause, the topic has basically never stopped .

After chatting, they talked about Yan Zimi and Pei Huan's game names.

This matter was put on the table, Yan Zimi was a little afraid to speak at first.

But obviously everyone is very open-minded. Xiaodong also accused the two of them of being meaningless, and secretly changed their names without saying anything.

Then I worried about what name to change to keep up.

"I made a winter and winter actually has the same name."

Yu Nan also said: "My Nannan south also has the same name."

This kind of thinking Yan Zimi has never thought about it. Sure enough, the world of straight men has different ideas.

"Pei Huan, think about it for us," Xiaodong poured wine for Pei Huan: "I asked the refrigerator to be changed too, and we will get out of the fifth row in the future, so it will be cool."

Yu Nan also said: "It doesn't matter whether you win or not, the momentum must be there."

Pei Huan first said: "Think for yourself," and then added: "Forget it if you can't think of it, let's just make fun of it."

Yu Nan, who was still discussing changing his name just now, immediately fell to one side when he heard Pei Huan's words: "It's fine, anyway, you two match up."

Zhao Di then asked, "Why did you two suddenly change your name?"

Yan Zimi put down the cup: "1v1 lost," he turned to look at Pei Huan: "Name the real wild king."

Xiaodong laughed: "What do you think, junior, 1v1 with our brother Huan."

Yan Zimi nodded: "Indeed, it's a terrible loss."

Zhao Di asked Pei Huan: "Why did you change?"

Pei Huan said in a straight voice: "I was bullied."

Yan Zimi laughed out loud.

Xiaodong: "You can still be bullied."

Pei Huan sighed: "Yes, I can still be bullied."

Yan Zimi smiled with his head down, not daring to speak.

Everyone drank wine at night, but not much, almost enough to warm their stomachs.

When it comes to drinking, Zhao Di can't help but praise Pei Huan.

It's not how good he is at drinking, it's because he knows how to restrain himself, he knows where his limit is, and he can drink to the limit every time.

"But it seems to be quite drinkable." After going downstairs and walking towards the door, Zhao Di added this sentence.

He patted Pei Huan on the shoulder: "Yes, Huan, can we drink yours?"

Pei Huan smiled lightly: "No."

Zhao Di choked for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Zimi, how is your drinking capacity?"

Yan Zimi: "It's normal, a few mouthfuls are fine."

I didn't feel it in the restaurant, but when I went outside, the door opened and the wind came in, and the roommates all made a "wu" sound.

Xiaodong skillfully flew directly behind Zhao Di and hugged him.

Zhao Di was disgusted: "Get lost!"

Xiaodong smiled: "No."

Pei Huan glanced at them.

This restaurant is at the east gate of the school, closer to the boys' dormitory.

So it wasn't long before they went out, because of the two destinations, they were going to part ways.

It seems to be like this every time, the dormitory and the apartment are not always in the same direction.

At the point of separation, Xiaodong and Zhao Di were still arguing ahead, and Yan Zimi stopped.

Pei Huan also stopped.

Yan Zimi touched the phone in his pocket and asked Pei Huan, "Call me today too?"

Pei Huan shook his head: "I won't fight today."

Although Yan Zimi was stunned for a moment, he still nodded obediently: "That's fine."

Pei Huan laughed: "Just let me go like this?"

Yan Zimi: "What can I do?"

Pei Huan said: "Today the voice will not accompany you, but someone will accompany you." He stretched out his hand to bypass the tangled tape on Yan Zimi's sweater: "Take a look at the path that the little liar usually walks."

Yan Zimi was happy all of a sudden, but: "You are a little liar."

Pei Huan wanted to accompany Yan Zimi away, and everyone seemed to have no objection, so they turned their heads and glanced at him, and left without asking a single question.

It's really cold today, especially at night.

Fortunately, the meal I just ate made me feel much warmer.

I didn't say it just now, but today both of them are wearing white sweaters, and their pants are also jeans.

Of course, this is not a big deal, it's a normal thing to collide with colors.

But Yan Zimi was in a good mood because of this big thing.

After a few steps, Pei Huan suddenly asked him, "Didn't you want me to wear your clothes?"

Yan Zimi let out a hey after hearing this.

Pei Huan: "What are you laughing at?"

Yan Zimi immediately took off the bag at the back, and took out a bag from it.

Yan Zimi took out the coat from the bag: "I brought it."

Pei Huan was obviously shocked by Yan Zimi's behavior, he took the clothes and smiled: "You won't take it with you."

Yan Zimi shook his head: "No, I brought it today."

Pei Huan asked, "Why didn't you take it out sooner?"

Of course Yan Zimi was a little embarrassed.

But Pei Huan asked.

It was different when Pei Huan asked.

What Yan Zimi gave was a black windbreaker. Before he brought it, he had imagined what Pei Huan would look like in it. It must be very handsome.

Pei Huan put it on as he said, and Yan Zimi wanted to help, but he didn't expect Pei Huan to put it on easily with a flick of his back.

Yan Zimi held the plastic bag and pursed his lips to look at Pei Huanxiao, like a little idiot.

Pei Huan looked down at his clothes: "It's just right," he asked Yan Zimi, "How can it be just right?"

Of course Yan Zimi knew the meaning behind the words: "I wear it a little too big, but I still can't make it look good, but it's a pity that it's only this size." Yan Zimi's eyes squinted: "I insist on buying it."

He added, "You're well dressed."

He licked his face again and said, "Senior, I've been changing that name for a few days, why don't you..."

Pei Huan also understood Yan Zimi's implication, and teased: "Can I wear it all this winter?"

Yan Zimi laughed out loud, "Don't you think it's monotonous?"

Pei Huan looked down at the clothes again: "It's really pretty."

Yan Zimi was inexplicably happy, and asked Pei Huan, "Is it warm?"

Pei Huan didn't answer this question, but asked Yan Zimi: "Are you cold?"

Yan Zimi: "No..."

"No," Pei Huan interrupted Yan Zimi, "You're cold."

Pei Huan opened his clothes while speaking: "Come in."

Yan Zimi was stunned: "Huh?"

Pei Huan didn't give Yan Zimi a chance to think, he grabbed Yan Zimi's wrist and pulled him over.

All of a sudden, Yan Zimi threw himself into Pei Huan's arms and was wrapped by Pei Huan's coat.

Yan Zimi's breathing obviously stopped for a few seconds, and his heart started beating non-stop in an instant.

Pei Huan lowered his head and asked Yan Zimi the question just now: "Is it warm?"