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

God, Alex couldn't describe how he was feeling at the moment, he apologized and quickly headed to the bathroom.

After the door closed, Song Ziyan stood there dumbfounded, his face slowly getting hot.

When Alex came out of the bathroom, the film had just ended, and the ending song played, which was an Irish folk song.

Alex sat on the carpet again, whether it was the distance after he came out or now, he didn't dare to look at Song Ziyan.

It's too bad, his only luck is that Song Ziyan didn't know that he was hard because of him.

The last syllable of the ending song falls, and the whole movie ends.

Alex exhaled, forced a smile, and was about to say something to Song Ziyan when a glass of vodka mixed with orange juice appeared in front of him.

Alex's eyes first fell on the soft white hand holding the glass of wine, then took it, and then looked at Song Ziyan.

Song Ziyan picked up his cup, glanced at him, and reached out to clink glasses with him.

Alex clinked glasses, raised his head and took a big sip, then shrugged his shoulders, pretending to be relaxed and said with a smile: "Julian, as you can see, my sexual orientation is a man. Maybe... Anyway, I hope you won't feel disgusted, I don't want to Lose your friend."

Song Ziyan shook his head. Although he was surprised that Alex is not a straight man now, this is different from the description in the novel 802 Gay Boys.

Other than that, he really has no other feelings. Are there not enough men around him who like the same sex—Uncle Yanqing, senior brother, Kim Jong Hyuk, Su Yu.

According to the book, maybe my brother will be like that in the future.

Thinking about it this way, except for him, they basically have all the rooms in 801 and 802...

Song Ziyan said sincerely: "I don't feel disgusted, and I don't think it's much different from heterosexuality."

Alex was relieved when he heard this, and he gave a relaxed smile: "Julian, I don't know what to say. Thank you."

"We're friends," Song Ziyan clinked glasses with Alex who was toasting to him, and smiled harmoniously, "Even if I feel sick, you are my friend, and I can make an exception for you."

Alex was moved and bitter at the same time, look what he did to this pure friendship.

He should have stopped.

but.

Alex touched his trouser pocket, and his originally calm heart beat faster by one and a half beats.

God, forgive him, he's a thief again.

He also stole the leaves of the white rose.

……

It was still early, just past four o'clock, Alex didn't stay here for dinner, and went back to school.

Song Ziyan tidied up the bedroom and went to the bathroom to take the changed clothes to the laundry room, but he was horrified to find that the underwear was gone again.

? !What the hell?

Three times, Song Ziyan had to doubt Alex's head, but immediately shook his head again, how could Alex do such a thing so well.

Song Ziyan couldn't figure it out, and finally had no choice but to let it go.

-------------Bai Yanqing came home in the evening, said that the materials had been sorted out, and asked him to go to his yard together after dinner.

Song Ziyan was reluctant, so he clearly said to send an email.

Bai Yanqing put down his teacup and said jokingly: "What are you afraid of? I won't eat you."

Song Ziyan curled his lips and stroked his winter fur.

"Do not believe?"

Song Ziyan hummed lightly.

Bai Yanqing smiled lowly, took another sip of tea, and then said, "I promise you?"

Uncle Yanqing promised that he would always be counting.

Song Ziyan struggled for a while, then said coyly, "Then, then go to my bedroom."

"Oh?"

Song Ziyan muttered: "... Dad is here."

His father is back from a business trip.

Bai Yanqing smiled comfortably, how could he not know what he was planning, there was nothing wrong with it: "Yes."

……

After dinner, Song Ziyan deliberately waited for his father to go back to the yard, and Bai Yanqing followed.

September is the month when mosquitoes are active.

There are many flowers, plants and trees in the white house, and incense is placed everywhere, but occasionally you will be bitten by mosquitoes.

Song Ziyan was bitten two or three times, and went to find toilet water after returning to the bedroom.

A well-knit hand came out from behind and took it before him.

Bai Yanqing smiled and said, "Uncle, help you?"

Song Ziyan knew that he would do this in some small things, the damn thing is that the number of transactions is not counted.

"...No. Uncle Yanqing, the door is not closed, and my father is here."

"What's wrong with your dad here? We didn't do anything." Bai Yanqing raised his lips and whispered in his ear, "If you're really worried, why don't you call your dad here to watch?"

Song Ziyan's ears felt hot all of a sudden, and he pushed him back, as if he wanted to push him out of the bedroom.

Bai Yanqing smiled lightly, and took his hand: "Okay, serious. It's not taking advantage of you, isn't it on the neck and ankles?"

Song Ziyan pulled out his hand unhappily, even if he didn't want to, there was nothing he could do.

"...No random touches."

"Of course, where can I touch it. Do you want to close the door?"

"No."

"Sure?"

Song Ziyan ignored him and sat on the sofa.

Bai Yanqing smiled for a while, walked over, threw the unpacked toilet water into the trash can, and then poured out some of his hands: "It's a bit cold. Yan Yan, bear with it?"

Song Ziyan said to him: "You are delicate."

"I didn't lie to you, you try it first." Bai Yanqing gave him a hand.

Song Ziyan hissed, and was about to say that this was different from the one used before, when Bai Yanqing said it.

"Hush. Keep your voice down so your dad can hear what we're doing."

The author has something to say: Bai Yanqing will not kill you (caught this chapter as yesterday, try to update another chapter during the day, if not, treat it as if I didn’t say it (x狗头