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"No, then why do you want me to live at Fang Zeyu's house?" Ding An asked.

A little girl came and squeezed him out?

This is not reasonable.

"It's okay if you don't go," Man Yi said slowly, "Then you can live in the attic. Let me tell you first, the attic is already cold, but now that the heating is turned off, it will be even colder, and no one lives there for half a year. Now, if you're not afraid, go live by yourself."

"Why should I go to the attic?" Ding An objected, "I want to live in my own room."

"Your room is for Jia Bao'er." Man Yi said.

Ding An opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but Man Yi flicked his eyes, and he shut his mouth tightly in fright.

"I'm talking about brother," Jia Bao'er said earnestly, "Why are you so ignorant? The visitor is just a guest, and he said no, I've been staying at our house, why don't you give me a favour."

"Why do you talk so much, you kid?" Ding An pinched her nose and threatened her, "I tell you, don't rummage in my room, if you break my things, I'll sell you !"

"Yo Yo Yo, you're going to sell me, it's ridiculous to say that," Jia Bao'er pointed at him with wide eyes, "Selling a child is illegal, don't you just tell me?"

Ding An couldn't laugh or cry, grabbed Jia Bao'er's little hand, put it in his mouth and gnawed hard twice to relieve his anger, almost made him cry.

After being slapped twice, he packed up his pajamas, grabbed his schoolbag and went to the next door.

Uncle Fang and the old couple must have fallen asleep. Ding An did not dare to ring the doorbell, and took out his mobile phone to send Fang Zeyu a message. The door opened from the inside after a while.

The living room was dark with no lights on, only the light from Fang Zeyu's bedroom illuminated them. Compared with the lively Ding An's house, Fang Zeyu's house was much more deserted.

The two of them wrote their homework together for more than an hour. Ding An was dizzy and could faintly hear little Jia Baoer's laughter through the wall. It is estimated that the little girl was also excited. Let my aunt know that she must be scolded.

Ding An laughed in his heart, and suddenly felt a little lonely again, apparently only separated by a wall, but seemed separated by a world.

Could he hear the noise of his own house every night, and then do the papers silently by himself to cover up his loneliness.

Poor boy.

Thinking in his heart, Ding An climbed into Fang Zeyu's comfortable big bed, and he insisted on breaking this barrier.

"Old yu, old yu, do you want to play games?" Ding An lay on the pillow and opened the Peace Elite, calling Fang Zeyu with a clucking sound of chicken, "Brother, I'll take you to eat chicken."

Fang Zeyu was sitting at the desk reading a book, when he heard this, he turned to look at him, "Have you finished reading all the books?"

"Have you previewed it a long time ago, you can understand this stuff after reading it twice," Ding An said boldly, "Hurry up and get on the account, and try to play two more games before going to bed."

"Go take a shower first," Fang Zeyu put his feet on his buttocks, feeling the soft touch, "I'll save you from falling asleep after playing again."

"Damn, you made me want to shit," Ding An slammed his phone, picked up his pajamas and rushed into the bathroom. After a while, there was the sound of the toilet flushing from the bathroom, followed by the sound of the shower.

Fang Zeyu couldn't help laughing, and turned on the phone to update the game. The last time he played a game was with the trio of Ding An, Wang Ge, and Yu Hao.

After playing for several hours, I was left to accompany Ding An until Ding An fell asleep, and the game was still hanging. In the end, Fang Zeyu and his two pig teammates entered the final round alone and won the championship.

The game update time was a little boring, he looked in Ding An's direction, and suddenly felt a little weak when he heard the sound of water.

We will share the same bed in a while, and it would be a lie to say that we are not nervous.

It's strange, when Ding An slept at his house for the first time, he wasn't in the same mood as he is now, not to mention nervous, at least there wouldn't be such big fluctuations, and he even made his own room specially for him to sleep in.

In just half a year now, my mood has undergone an earth-shaking change.

Tsk, missed a lot.

The sound of water in the bathroom was rushing, Fang Zeyu opened WeChat and swipe around, and sent messages to Fang Zhongqing and Wang Ge respectively.

Not long after, I received Wang Ge's reply.

...I think you look like a big fool.

Fang Zeyu didn't want to talk to him, so he quit and directly poked into Fang Zhongqing's dialogue box.

The message he just sent was still lying on the clean chat interface, he thought about it, and added another sentence.

After sending the message, he stared at the dialog box, but the expected "the other party is typing" never appeared.

Tsk, Fang Zeyu suddenly felt very boring. Didn't he say that he can listen to him at any time? Now that he is needed, there is no movement.

Pick up the blind, lie to the children.

Long press the dialog box, only to find that 2 minutes have passed, and it can no longer be withdrawn.

The sound of water in the bathroom gradually died down. Fang Zeyu quickly switched his phone to the game interface, pretending to be waiting for the game update.

"It's not over yet? What do we have to wait?" Ding An changed into pajamas and sat on the edge of the bed refreshed, with water still dripping from the ends of his hair.

"Hurry up," Fang Zeyu took a new towel from the cabinet, hooked his fingers to signal him to come closer, "Why don't you come out without blowing your hair?"

"The hair dryer is too loud, I'm afraid to wake up my grandparents." Ding An said.

Fang Zeyu chuckled, "Then why don't you dry it off, how can you sleep at night when it's so wet?"

"It'll be done in a while." Ding An took a few steps forward, squinting his eyes comfortably, his whole body was enveloped by his figure, for some reason, it was very beneficial for him to be wiped with such moderate force by Fang Zeyu .

"That's not good, it's easy to get a headache," Fang Zeyu saw that his hair was almost wiped, so he took the towel and went to the bathroom, "Play by yourself for a while, and I'll take a shower."

The bathroom floor is still not dry, and there is still moisture in the air. It smells like his shower gel, which is very fragrant, the same as Ding An's current smell.

Fang Zeyu quickly took a shower, changed into pajamas and returned to the bedroom.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Ding An lying beside the bed, still holding his mobile phone, and Fang Zhongqing's WeChat message was displayed on the screen.

"Your father just sent you a message." Ding An was a little embarrassed holding the phone, and suddenly felt a feeling of being caught peeking at someone's phone, and quickly explained, "I didn't mean to read it. I just finished updating the game. I want to give you a little help."

"Oh." Fang Zeyu's calm surface set off a stormy sea, and his heart beat like a drum.

Ding An didn't directly click into WeChat, but saw the message popped up in the WeChat pop-up window, but at this moment he frowned tightly.