I'm the only straight man in the entire dormitory of international students

Kim Jong Hyuk was drunk in a bar, the clerk answered the phone, saying he was the only one.

Drunk for half an hour.

The clerk was worried about what to do, but fortunately he woke up just now and asked him to contact a friend.

At this moment, I was drunk again.

The clerk asked Song Ziyan if he could come to pick him up. They are preparing medicine to sober up, but it is best to have someone take care of them.

If he is inconvenient, maybe he can provide other contact information for friends.

Where did Song Ziyan know Kim Jong Hyuk's friends.

Last time at Frankfurt Airport, there were two people traveling with Kim Jong Hyuk, but he didn't know each other.

This is again in China, not in Korea.

Song Ziyan let out a sigh of relief: "...I'll come, please give me the address, thank you."

"No. 169, S Dachunyuan Road, the name of the store is Firstlove."

Song Ziyan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, his chest felt tight: "...Okay."

call ended.

He is in the corridor of the movie theater, and the movie has not been finished yet.

Song Ziyan went out and left a message to Bai Qifang in the theater before leaving.

He took the elevator out of the mall and hailed a taxi.

After more than 40 minutes, we arrived at our destination.

Song Ziyan stood at the door, looked up at the store name for a few seconds, tried to calm down, and pushed the door open.

The air conditioner is turned on in the store, and the temperature is slightly cool.

Soft music is soothing and soft.

Song Ziyan looked around, but found no one, so he stepped up the steps on the second floor.

to the top.

He raised his eyes and fixed his eyes on the slightly dark corner.

a young man.

He wears a dark blue baseball cap.There are two small black earrings hanging from the earlobe.

Wear a white design T-shirt, washed blue jeans with holes, and dark blue casual sneakers.

There was a dejected and cold temperament around him.

Even if you can't see the face, it is very eye-catching.

Song Ziyan only met Kim Jong Hyuk once in reality, and that was at Frankfurt Airport.

But he saw Kim Jong Hyuk's photos on the Internet.

He was almost certain that the young man was Kim Jong Hyuk.

Song Ziyan was suddenly, unable to tell what kind of mood he was in, and even a little nervous.

On Jin Jong Hyuk's table were wine and opened medicine boxes.

Song Ziyan didn't know if he was sober or not, the brim of his hat was pulled down very low, only a straight nose and thin lips could be seen.

He was motionless again.

Song Ziyan hesitated, his heart fluttered, and he really came here, but he was deterred.

He was suddenly at a loss as to what he wanted to do now.

Why did he send a message to Kim Jong Hyuk?

Does Kim Jong Hyuk really need his ex-boyfriend to care about?It's too much to be connected.

He shouldn't be here.

Kim Jong Hyuk took the hangover medicine, so he naturally has the ability to contact real friends.

Song Ziyan thought about it in a mess, and thought of leaving.

He turned around, bumped into the clerk unexpectedly, and spilled a plate of wine on him.

The wine glass hit the floor, making a lot of noise.

The clerk hurriedly put away the mobile phone that was chatting, and kept apologizing.

Song Ziyan said it was okay, his clothes and trousers were all wet, he took the paper towel handed by the clerk and wiped it off.

Throwing away the tissue, he took a step forward, still wanting to leave.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel something, and looked back.

Jin Jong Hyuk's eyes were red, as if he had been abandoned, he looked at him sadly and helplessly.

Song Ziyan's heart twitched suddenly, his nose turned sore.

The clerk came and said to take him to the rest room to deal with it, and he had to pay for the dry cleaning of his clothes.

Song Ziyan shook his head, fell silent for a while, and looked at Jin Jonghyuk.

Kim Jong Hyuk still looked at him like that.

Song Ziyan pinched his palms and walked towards him.

Jin Zhonghyuk immediately stood up, his expression hard to hide his joy, and he called him softly: "Xiaoyan." How could he still laugh.

Song Ziyan looked at the wine bottles piled up on the table, and said bluntly, ".You contact your friend."

I didn't hear an answer for a long time.

Song Ziyan looked up, and saw that the brim of Jin Jong Hyuk's hat had been pressed down again, and the finger bones that had stayed in the eyes were stained with water.

Jin Jonghyuk's tone was sad: "Xiaoyan, I don't want to see other people. I... miss you very much."

Song Ziyan's eyes became hot immediately.He clenched his fists and controlled himself to hold back.

"But I understand that you don't want to see me," Jin Jong Hyuk took a deep breath, wiped his tears from his fingers, and said softly, "You can go. Seeing you once is enough."

Song Ziyan's heart seemed to be tied to a stone, and it was difficult to breathe. He didn't move, and struggled for a while, "What about you?"

"I'm fine, look, I'm sober." Jin Jong Hyuk raised his face and forced a smile at him, "Go back quickly, I'm fine, really."

Song Ziyan looked at him.

Jin Jong Hyuk just laughed, and two seconds later, tears flowed from his arrogant and unruly eyes again.

He hurriedly lowered his head, wiped and continued, "Xiaoyan, go back and ignore me."

".Is this your truth?"

Kim Jong Hyuk's hands that wiped his tears visibly paused and fell silent.

Song Ziyan's eyes were so sore, he rubbed them, and whispered, "Where do you live, I'll take you there."

……

When the two went downstairs, they met a clerk who spilled wine all over Song Ziyan.

Jin Jonghyuk, who was walking behind Song Ziyan, glanced at him coldly as if looking at an enemy.

The clerk chatted, apologized to Song Ziyan, and asked for compensation again.

Song Ziyan was upset, saying that he really didn't care.

They go downstairs.

The clerk was standing there, when another clerk came: "Why are you standing here, go and deliver the wine. Next time, don't serve wine and play with your phone."

"...Oh, good. But, the friend of the customer I bumped into just now, I feel terrible."

"You mean the handsome guy in the blue baseball cap?"

"Yeah, those eyes. Hiss, I feel cold just thinking about it."

"Is there? I answered the phone for him an hour ago, and he called his friend. And when they passed by them just now, they seemed to be in conflict, and the handsome guy in the baseball cap was crying. Ouch, this character, to use a popular word on the Internet , is a proper milk dog."

Thinking of that look, the clerk couldn't agree more.

It's still a milk dog, a wolf that eats people but doesn't spit out bones.

……

Song Ziyan's clothes were dirty, even his underwear was soaked.

Fortunately, there are many shops here, so when he entered a men's clothing store, Kim Jong Hyuk was waiting at the door.

Song Ziyan spent 5 minutes buying it from inside to outside.

When he came out, Jin Jong Hyuk was hunched over, tinkering with a shared electric car for two.

"What are you doing?" Song Ziyan walked over.

Jin Jong Hyuk stood up straight, scratching his head with a smile: "I've heard of shared bicycles in China. It takes more than ten minutes to walk from the Hilton Hotel, but I don't want to take a taxi. I want to be with you..."

Jin Jong Hyuk seemed to realize it suddenly, shut up quickly, and carefully looked at his face.

Song Ziyan was awkward, turned his body slightly, not to let him see: "Can you do it?"

"No, I won't do it." Jin Jong Hyuk looked embarrassed.

Song Ziyan took out his mobile phone, put it away again, and said to him unnaturally: "Open the mobile phone, I will teach you."

Jin Zhonghyuk turned on the screen, and as if remembering it, he showed it to him: "Xiaoyan, check it, the wallpaper has changed."

".Got it. You unlock."

The fingerprint has 'expired' and a password is required.

Kim Jong Hyuk Click: xx0112.

the days they were together.

The two were silent for a while, Song Ziyan didn't say anything, just said in a muffled voice: "Scan the QR code in WeChat, and then bind the account. Have you registered for a Chinese phone number?"

"Yes. It was done the day before yesterday."

the day before yesterday?Song Ziyan suddenly thought of Jin Jong Hyuk's news, and couldn't help asking him: "...Did you see me the day before yesterday?"

Jin Jong Hyuk's movements froze, and his face was ashen ashen visible to the naked eye.

Song Ziyan was worried for a moment, did Jin Zhonghyuk also see him wearing women's clothing?

"Xiaoyan, you..." Jin Zhonghyuk said, his eyes were red again.

".What's wrong?"

Kim Jong Hyuk turned to the beginning, and asked with difficulty: "You have a boyfriend, don't you?"

Song Ziyan was confused: "No, I don't like boys."

"It feels like you just don't like me because I lied to you." Jin Jong Hyuk pressed his eyes with his palm.

Song Ziyan frowned slightly: "That's right...you speak well and don't cry."

"My heart is so hurt."

"I told you, I don't have a boyfriend."

"But I've seen it all, you and the man with glasses, kiss."

Song Ziyan was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't feel ashamed as he did after being seen by his senior brother.Separate people, here in Jin Zhonghyuk, just a little uncomfortable.

Song Ziyan didn't want to explain to Kim Jong Hyuk, the 'ex-girlfriend', and pointed to the QR code of the electric car: "Scan the code, here."

Seeing this, Jin Jong Hyuk's eyes were full of jealousy.

Instead of sweeping, he sobbed.

"Forget it. Xiaoyan, you'd better go back, it's so late, so as not to worry your boyfriend."

"...It's only nine o'clock. I'll take you to the hotel first."

"Oh, Kei Xiaoyan, do you really have a boyfriend?" Kim Jong Hyuk burst into tears and spoke Korean.

Song Ziyan was troubled, and felt uncomfortable: "...I really don't."

"Who is that man, and why did you kiss him?"

"...Anyway, I don't have a boyfriend."

"Xiaoyan." Song Ziyan thought he was a little annoying: "Don't ask, if you ask me again, I will leave."

……

After sweeping the shared electric car, Kim Jong Hyuk still looked sad.

Song Ziyan felt tight in his chest, pretending he didn't see it.

He put the clothes bag into the car basket, got in the car, and said to Jin Jong Hyuk: "Come up."

Jin Zhonghyuk was startled, and looked at him flattered: "Xiaoyan, do you want to give me a ride?"

Song Ziyan twitched and explained: "Because you drank. And after tonight, I won't be like this in the future. I will treat you as if I don't know you when I meet you."

Kim Jong Hyuk's smile disappeared and fell silent.

Song Ziyan pursed his lips, put on his helmet, and handed the other one to Jin Zhonghyuk.

He has to draw a good line with Kim Jong Hyuk, and now as an ex-boyfriend, he cares about behaviors that exceed the rules.

Because apparently, Kim Jong-Hub has not let him go.

Miraculously, Kim Jong Hyuk put on his helmet silently and got into the car without saying a word.

Song Ziyan felt that the clothes around his waist were being grabbed, so he followed him and twisted the handle.

After driving for 1 minute, Song Ziyan smelled a scent, and there were many restaurants on both sides of the road.

"Kim Jong Hyuk, have you eaten yet?"

Kim Jong Hyuk didn't make a sound.

Song Ziyan thought he was sad, but he didn't know that the tip of Jin Jong Hyuk's nose was almost touching the clothes on his back behind him, sniffing his body intoxicatedly.

Just like what he had guessed countless times, the sweet aroma that wanted him to eat in one bite.

"Kim Jong Hyuk?"

Jin Jong Hyuk continued to sniff, and casually replied: "I can't eat it."

He wants to eat something else.

There was a rumor, but Song Ziyan didn't hear that his tone was wrong: "Did you have lunch at noon?"

"I didn't eat it. My heart hurts and I don't want to eat it."

"..."

Song Ziyan parked the car and took off his helmet as if to buy something for Jin Jonghyuk.

Kim Jong Hyuk felt warm about this, but still stopped him, and took the opportunity to approach him, with his chest against his back.

Feeling Song Ziyan's body temperature, Jin Jonghyuk smiled obsessively, and said aggrievedly: "No need to buy it, I'm not in the mood to eat it. More than anything else, I want to stay with you for a while, after all, you won't care about it in the future." I'm gone, aren't I?"

Song Ziyan was a little worried and kept silent.

"Xiaoyan, can't we even be friends? Tell the truth, don't you have any affection for me, Kim Jong Hyuk? Don't you just like the name and gender of 'Jin Caiying'?" Kim Jong Hyuk said sadly asked, wrapping his arms around his waist.

Siba.His Xiaoyan is so soft and his waist is so slender.

At this moment, Song Ziyan didn't pay attention to this at all, and felt distressed: "You lied to me." "Yes, so I regret it all the time." Jin Zhonghe was a head taller than Song Ziyan, and now that the distance is getting closer, he slightly bowed his head , you can smell the stronger fruity fragrance from Song Ziyan's neck.

Of course, there are also various wine flavors mixed together.

That bastard clerk in the bar.

"So, if you give me another chance, I swear, I will never do that." Jin Jong Hyuk looked at his white ears, so tender, he wanted to lick them.

Song Ziyan said bitterly: "But you've already done it, so there's nothing more to say." "Xiaoyan, don't do this, give me a chance to make up for my mistakes, please. Let's be friends, shall we?"

"Not good." Jin Jong Hyuk took advantage of him not finding out, enough was enough, stepped back to his original position, and looked down at a certain place.

Gee.

"I know what you're worried about. Are you afraid that I'll mistakenly think that we still have a chance?"

Song Ziyan acquiesced.

"Xiaoyan, I have self-knowledge, and I won't have delusions anymore."

"No, don't say it." "I'm going to say it. You can take pity on a dog living in a foreign country, Xiao Yan, and let me be your dog friend who you bully casually, okay?" Jin Zhong He humbled.

Song Ziyan suddenly felt extremely complicated: "Jin Zhonghyuk, do you know what you are talking about?"

"As long as you are willing to accept me, I don't care, I can be anything," Jin Zhong raised his lips, bowed his head, and deliberately said sadly in Song Ziyan's ear, "Master."

……

The phone in his pocket rang, Song Ziyan took it out to check, it was from Uncle Yanqing.

Song Ziyan didn't answer.

When Uncle Yanqing called at this time, he didn't need to guess what he was looking for.

Song Ziyan typed: You go to my room to get it yourself.Black box with winter clothes hanging in the cloakroom.

Bai Yanqing: Where are you from?

Song Ziyan: Outside.

Bai Yanqing: You little thing, it's as if you didn't ask.When are you coming back?

Song Ziyan: I don't know, I have to go to the high-speed rail station to pick up my brother.

Bai Yanqing: Shall I accompany you?

Song Ziyan: No.

Bai Yanqing: All right.I won't take it myself, my behavior looks weird.

Song Ziyan: You were originally.

Bai Yanqing: ^_^ Song Ziyan exited the dialog box, saw the profile picture of his brother in the chat interface, and suddenly remembered that he forgot about his brother.

He was thinking about Jin Jong Hyuk all afternoon. He didn't bother to say hello if his elder brother returned home safely from Tongxi Ancient Town today.

It’s all over, it’s not good for him to ask again.

Song Ziyan struggled for a while, but still sent a message asking: Senior brother, what are you doing?

It took 2 minutes for a reply.

Randall: Practicing calligraphy.Picture × 1 Song Ziyan: Oh oh. Randall: Ziyan, do you want to ask me when I will be home? [Wang Chai] Song Ziyan: QAQ I'm sorry, brother, I forgot something. Randall: It's okay, why should I apologize.I didn't get home until eight o'clock.

Randall: And you, what are you doing?

Song Ziyan: Outside, uh...playing.

Randall: Then you play, brother continue to practice calligraphy?

Song Ziyan: Good!

Song Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief and turned off the phone.

At this time, there was a hum.

He opened it, and Alex retracted a message.

Song Ziyan: Alex?

Song Ziyan: What are you posting?

Alex: Haha it’s nothing, it’s a mistake.What are you doing?

Song Ziyan: See you... friends outside.

Alex: Oh, well, don't bother you, we'll see you at school tomorrow.

Song Ziyan: Good.

Song Ziyan put away his phone.

Kim Jong Hyuk came back from buying food, with a happy expression on his face, and when his eyes met, he became cautious again, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his promise to be friends just now.

Song Ziyan was upset, Kim Jong Hyuk was like that, how could he still refuse.

"As long as you remember your own words." Song Ziyan muttered.

"I will," Jin Jong Hyuk smiled, calling him deliberately, "Master."

Song Ziyan was ashamed: "You can't shout like that."

"Okay, I got it, Xiaoyan," Jin Zhonghyuk put on his helmet, sat in the back seat, and handed him the milk tea in his hand, "Drink it."

"No, you've already drunk."

"There are two glasses. I haven't drunk this one. You see."

Song Ziyan looked at it and found it was new, so he took a sip.

"what about the taste?"

"It's delicious and sweet. Sit down, I'm driving."

"you drive."

……

More than ten minutes later, the two arrived at the Hilton Hotel.

Song Ziyan parked the electric car at the designated place and went in with Kim Jong Hyuk.

In fact, Kim Jong Hyuk seems to have completely sobered up, so he doesn't need to send him off, but he needs to change his clothes.

The Presidential Suite has two bedrooms.

Song Ziyan went into another bedroom and took a bath.

Jin Jong Hyuk leaned against the wall of that bedroom, listening to the sound of water inside, tapping the wall with his fingers one by one.

Several notes jumped between the fingers.

At the same time, his lower abdomen felt dry.

The sound of the water stopped, Jin Jong Hyuk got up and went to the sofa, recorded inspiration on his mobile phone, and then glanced at the place.

He laughed and said in Korean: "Not yet, we have to wait for Xiaoyan to leave."

Song Ziyan put on clean clothes. The dirty clothes were stained with all kinds of alcohol, and they looked unclean.

He put it in a bag and planned to carry it outside and throw it away after he went out.

Kim Jong Hyuk was eating dinner in the living room and asked him to eat with him.

Song Ziyan didn't refuse, he happened to be a little hungry, and during the meal, Kim Jong Hyuk asked if he could share a dormitory with him when he signed up tomorrow.

Kim Jong Hyuk is one of the protagonists in 802 Gay Boys' Novels, and he shares a dorm room with him.

In the book he didn't seduce Kim Jong Hyuk, the reason is unknown.

Song Ziyan was reluctant, but Jin Jonghyuk looked like he couldn't eat and I had no bad intentions.

He had no choice but to agree.

It's almost ten o'clock, and it's time for him to leave for the high-speed rail station.

Song Ziyan went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and Jin Jonghyuk stared straight at his bag of clothes.

Song Ziyan washed his hands and came out, put on the bag: "I'm leaving."

"I send you."

"No need, get a good night's sleep." Song Ziyan hesitated for a while, but still comforted him, "Don't pay attention to those comments that are bad for you, and don't read them... Everyone's behavior and preferences are different, so it doesn't hurt society. On the premise of being different from others, it has nothing to do with anyone, and many people just love to slander those who are different from him. In short, ignore it.”

Jin Zhonghe's heart was warm, obviously he hurt him: "Okay, I will."

Song Ziyan clutched the bag, feeling uncomfortable: "And your trumpet...Since you have decided to be friends, you, you can delete it."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds.

Jin Zhonghyuk said sadly: "Okay."

Song Ziyan nodded and left, feeling uncontrollably sad.

He patted his head, telling himself not to think about that.

However, when he left the hotel, he remembered that he forgot to throw away the bag of dirty clothes.

He looked around and found a sorting trash can.

He walked over and took out his clothes.

Suddenly, Song Ziyan was taken aback, but he didn't see the underwear.

He shook his jacket and trousers, and looked back at the road, but there was nothing there.

Did he fall in the bathroom?

That would be too embarrassing, in case Kim Jong Hyuk sees it.

Song Ziyan wanted to go back to get it, but felt troublesome, when an empty taxi came.

Song Ziyan struggled for a while, but still got into the car. Between being discovered by Jin Jonghyuk and asking him, he chose to ask.

He was worried that Kim Jong Hyuk thought he kept his underwear on purpose and was hinting at him.

Song Ziyan: Kim Jong Hyuk, are you there?

Kim Jong Hyuk: Xiaoyan, I'm here~ Song Ziyan: Can you go to the bathroom and have a look, I seem to have dropped something.

Kim Jong Hyuk: Hey, did you drop something?I'll go see it right away.

Song Ziyan waited for a while.

Kim Jong Hyuk: No, did you lose something?

No?

Song Ziyan was taken aback: Then look at the bedroom.

Kim Jong Hyuk: Picture × 6 Song Ziyan clicked on it, there was no trace of underwear everywhere in the bathroom and bedroom, damn it.

Kim Jong Hyuk asked him again if he lost something.

Now that this is the case, Song Ziyan simply said: No, I found it.take a good rest.

Kim Jong Hyuk: Okay, be safe.

"Be careful..." Jin Jong Hyuk raised the pure white briefs in his hand, watching with fascination.

It's almost the same as in the video two months ago.

For a moment, he put it under his nose and took a deep sniff.

Huh, it smells so good.

He smiled obsessively.

"Why don't you leave something for the dog when you leave, my Xiaoyan, master."

The author has something to say: Bai Yanqing: It's unlucky, people are snatching dogs these days.

Alex: These days... I'm speechless, it's so annoying.

Roll up roll up roll up!

ps Lujiang can't type Korean.