Straight male cannon fodder is attracted by the protagonist

As the exam was approaching, both Yu Zhiyi and Meng Chan were busy with the exam, and the time to see each other was reduced a lot.

When Yu Zhiyi was in class, the roommate next to him suddenly asked him, "Hey, Yu Zhiyi, do you know that senior Meng Chan is going to have a social gathering tonight?"

The roommate was the one who apologized to Yu Zhiyi last time. He had always felt guilty towards Yu Zhiyi. After he knew that he had a deep affection for Meng Chan, he would occasionally reveal Meng Chan's news to Yu Zhiyi. It was a disguised apology.

The main reason is that he really doesn't know what Yu Zhiyi likes. He has a withdrawn personality and is not interested in anything. He has no choice but to prescribe the right medicine, so he has to put it on Meng Chan. The facial expression will show a rare interest, and the brows and eyes will stretch slightly.

But this time he couldn't stretch, he frowned, "Friendship?"

The roommate raised his voice, "It is said to deepen the relationship, but it is actually a blind date in disguise. Which department are you with? Oh, it seems to be the Chinese department. My friend told me that there are many handsome men and beautiful women. Ask me Do you want to go? Are you going?"

Yu Zhiyi's expression suddenly darkened.

Seeing his expression, the roommate smiled awkwardly, "You don't know, do you?"

Yu Zhiyi didn't speak.

He didn't know about it.

The roommate knew that he was talking too fast, and regretted talking about it a little, so he forced a smile and made an excuse, "Senior Meng Chan definitely didn't go to have a relationship with them, doesn't he have you?"

As soon as these words came out, Yu Zhiyi's expression became more serious, and dark clouds piled up on his face.

The roommate felt that it was better for him to shut up, so he did so and concentrated on listening to the class.

Yu Zhiyi was thinking wildly in his seat.

Why is my brother going to a fellowship?

As my roommate said, university friendships are relationships in disguise, not to mention this kind of friendship between departments, which is extremely casual, not too standardized, and very entertaining. After all, it is single men and women A single party, a blind date ceremony in disguise.

Why is brother going?Did he fancy someone?

Does he bother me?

Because of my selfish need to control him?

In an instant, countless messy thoughts surged into his mind like a flood, almost drowning Yu Zhiyi's rationality, revealing a pile of remains made of restlessness.

All kinds of thoughts are like maggots entrenched in every corner of the body, afraid of Meng Chan's change of heart, afraid of his abandonment, afraid of being left behind again, afraid of being taken away by others.

He is like a sensitive and suspicious lunatic, making frightening self-guesses. He feels that he should trust Meng Chan, but the suspicion rooted in his heart makes him unable to control his imagination.

Yu Zhiyi's heartbeat was flustered and restless, and the fragmented communication in his ears was cut into the noise of old-fashioned TV dramas. It was like white noise piercing his eardrums, very noisy.

His palms began to feel cold, his pretty face was splashed with a look of anxiety and anxiety, his brain was in a daze and chaos, and those terrifying thoughts almost drove him crazy.

To this day, Yu Zhiyi is still a waste, before everything about Meng Chan, he is a helpless and sensitive idiot.

A trivial matter would crush Yu Zhiyi to the point of festering.

Once the imagining is opened, it will run free like a wild horse, and there will be no turning back, and thoughts will fly like weeds.

Yu Zhiyi's brain was full of thoughts about why Meng Chan went to a friendship. He is not a person who likes to join in the fun, and he has always shirked his attitude towards such things.

Why would you go.

why did not you tell me.

Aren't we a couple?Shouldn't you tell me this kind of thing?

Why?Why?Why?

Do you hate me?So I want to find someone again.

Yu Zhiyi bit his nails nervously, and soon the tender flesh near the nails was bleeding from his bite, and he had a barb on his hand, which he bit off all forcefully, but he didn't notice it, and the pain never let him down. He recovered from the suppressed conjecture.

On his face was an almost pathological nervousness, with a strong madness in his panic, like a dying person crazily imagining his own life.

Will he not want me?

Panicked, sick, nervous, dying and frightened puppy.

The author has something to say: I am too tired today, I don’t have time to update, I will update a little more tomorrow, sorry.