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Han Yi was quite satisfied with the house right now, and after consulting Song Xin about some lease-related matters, he signed the contract on the spot without much hesitation.

Once the place to live is determined, the rest are trivial matters.

Tomorrow morning, the people from the housekeeping company will come to clean up the house and move in. Before that, Han Yi will go back to Baiyun Apartment to pack his things.

In fact, there is nothing to pack, all clothes and personal items can be easily packed in one suitcase.

"What time will you move there tomorrow? I'll drive you." Han Qianjing asked.

"If you're busy, you don't have to send it. I only have one suitcase here. Just go downstairs and take a taxi."

Han Yi was folding his clothes while talking, when the mobile phone beside the bed suddenly rang a message notification, he clicked on it and looked at it: "By the way, Lao Luo invites you to dinner tonight, let's go together."

Pedro and Han Yi are brothers in the same school and good friends for many years, so Han Qianjing naturally knows each other.

Han Qianjing: "I'm afraid he just wants to ask you out."

Han Yi neither denied nor explained, but said: "Eating with three people has a different atmosphere than eating with two people."

Of course Han Qianjing knew Han Yi's intention of not wanting to be alone with Pedro.

Anyway, it's my own brother, so there's nothing to avoid if there are some words, so he said bluntly: "If you don't like him, just open your mouth and refuse him."

Han Yi spread his hands: "But he never confessed his love to me, and I can't even find a reason to refuse."

From Han Qianjing's point of view, there is really nothing to be picky about Pedro from his appearance to his family background. Although he is a little cold in terms of personality, it is actually a matter of people. He and Han Yi have always gotten along quite well.

The problem lies precisely here. Han Yi and Pedro are too familiar. The two have known each other for more than ten years, and they know each other well.

It is difficult for Han Yi to feel more than friendship towards a person who is like a brother.

But in the final analysis of all kinds of situations, it is still the old saying: feelings cannot be forced.

But the other party is also a smart person, knowing that Han Yi didn't mean that, he stopped in front of the warning line very wisely.

Since no one took the initiative to pierce the window paper, of course the friends continued to do so, one continued to remain silent, and the other continued to pretend not to know,

Han Qianjing was a little curious and asked, "If one day Lao Luo confessed his love to you, how would you respond?"

Han Yi never thought about this question, he bit his lower lip and said, "I should refuse, and then continue to be friends with him."

"If you think so, the other party may not think so."

Hearing what he said, Han Yi couldn't help but fell into self-confusion.

This was the first time he began to seriously think about the future direction of this matter.

What Han Yi was worried about was not expressing his heart to the other party, but the result that his younger brother assumed that if the confession failed, even friends would not be able to make it.

He has really experienced a similar situation. He once rejected some suitors. He thought that goodbye was also a friend, but they pretended not to know him later.

Although Han Yi doesn't think that Lao Luo is that kind of ruthless person, there is always a chance in everything.

He thought about it alone, but he didn't come to a conclusion in the end, and finally decided to consult the netizens on the social APP.

How should I say hello?

Han Yi pondered for a while, then typed in the input box: I have a friend...

As soon as Yan Jiwen entered the door of the dormitory, he saw Gao Hang sitting on the bed beating his chest and feet.

He didn't intend to inquire about gossip at all, he walked to the desk as if nothing had happened, and poured water for himself.

Gao Hang was not very satisfied with Yan Jiwen's indifferent attitude: "Why don't you ask me what happened?"

Yan Jiwen had no choice but to follow him and ask, "What's wrong?"

This time, Gao Hang finally had a legitimate excuse to vomit his bitterness, and he caught Yan Jiwen and complained.

This guy is now in a period of passionate love, and the only thing that can bother him is his girlfriend.

During lunch, Gao Hang heard from Xiaoyu that she had recently signed up for the Stars Project. If she was successfully selected, she would go to Australia for a nine-month apprenticeship at the end of the year.

Project Fanxing, these four words are a bit familiar, and Han Yi remembered the poster that Han Yi put up on the advertising wall not long ago.

This overseas recruitment plan is open to all universities in Xiangshan, regardless of major. Anyone who is interested in the thoroughbred horse industry can apply, but the only threshold is that they must pass CET-[-].

This rigid condition made Gao Hang, the love brain who originally planned to sign up with his girlfriend, completely give up.

"Hey, let alone the sixth grade, I haven't even passed the fourth grade."

It is said that human beings' joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys are not intertwined. Hearing Gao Hang's wailing, Yan Jiwen only felt that this person was very noisy. He said without emotion: "Whether you two are still together in half a year is also a problem." , besides, Xiaoyu might not be selected."

Gao Hang glanced at him faintly, and sighed again: "I really envy you, single dogs have never had the trouble of long-distance relationships."

There's no fucking complaint here, it's obviously showing affection, Yan Jiwen's fists are a little hard when he hears it.

When the depression in his heart was about to vomit, Gao Hang's mood improved a little, and he began to pick up his mobile phone without thinking aggressively, and then read the male-frequency novels that he hadn't finished chasing before.

Yan Jiwen snorted coldly: "I know to watch these unnutritious things every day, no wonder you failed the fourth level."

Gao Hang didn't refute, but just asked him curiously: "Then have you passed the fourth level?"

"Nonsense, is it possible that I have to wait for you to retake the exam together?"

His words sounded very confident, but at the beginning, he just stepped on the passing line.

Mr. Han's social circle is full of international celebrities, and some of them barely passed CET-[-] at this time. In such a comparison, there is indeed a huge gap between online novels and literary works.

Coincidentally, Teacher Han's message was sent right away.

Yan Jiwen rarely takes the initiative to chat with Han Yi, especially on social apps.

The last time Han Yi talked to him about emotional topics, this time it is still the same.

[Love Trading]: I have a friend who likes me, and I am considering recently, if he confesses to me, should I try to be with him

After Yan Jiwen finished reading the message, he was down for a few seconds, and when he came back to his senses again, he received another new message.

[Love Trading]: In fact, we have known each other for a long time, and I have always regarded him as my good brother

Good brother... what the hell? !

[Love Trading]: Is it convenient for voice calls?How about I give you a voice call

The voice will be lost, Yan Jiwen immediately refused: it is inconvenient...

[Love Business]: Well, you are busy first, I will not bother you

Yan Jiwen:? ? ?

He just said it was inconvenient to speak, this person definitely has a problem with reading comprehension!

Yan Jiwen was still waiting to hear the details. He was about to type to explain, but found that Han Yi's profile picture had been blacked out.

Dry……

That night, Yan Jiwen suffered from insomnia, lying on the bed tossing and turning, Gao Hang, who was making the lower bunk, became a little impatient, and kicked the bed above his head with his leg.

"Are you still letting people sleep?"

Yan Jiwen scolded him to "shut up", walked out of the dormitory with his mobile phone in his pocket, sat on the steps outside the dormitory and smoked a stuffy cigarette by himself.

When a person's mind is disturbed, he always likes to think about it randomly, and the more he thinks about it, the more annoying he is.

Yan Jiwen kept switching back and forth between the interfaces of Weibo and WeChat Moments. Han Yi didn't update either side, but he swiped on the homepage that someone was talking about Mr. Han's cp, and wrote all kinds of words to those two. jokes.

Now my heart is even more blocked.

Yan Jiwen tried to find a reasonable explanation for his inexplicable emotional changes, but after looking through Zhihu and Douban's major emotional columns, he still had no clue.

In the end, he had to admit, the situation seemed a little out of his control.

He clicked on Song Xin's WeChat chat interface, and the moment he moved his fingertips to enter the input box, he suddenly changed his mind.

Yan Jiwen reopened the social app, and with a hint of bewilderment and helplessness, sent a message to the only friend on the list.

【A Yan】: I also have a friend

【A Yan】: Recently, he feels that he is not as straightforward as he imagined.

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[Everyone has been waiting for a long time, sorry!In the new year, I hope that both hand speed and brain speed will improve