delicate flowers and weeds

It was Zhou Rong who was the first to point out the misunderstanding between the two.

After all, it was just a hand injury, not too serious. Mother Tang urged her repeatedly, almost three times a day to ask about the situation, and the young master had to deal with the family's video calls from time to time, almost on the verge of being exposed.

Even Tang Xing also came to ask: "Xiao Hua'er, you should go home as soon as your hands are healed. If you don't come back, Mom will really be suspicious."

So Tanghua could only end the happy "two-person world" with her boyfriend ahead of time, but she still ran to the book cafe frequently as before, and Tang's mother said strangely: "Hey, this little flower, it's like chicken blood has been beaten during this time , so hard?!"

Tang Hua changed her shoes at the gate, and said with a smile, "Mom, I still won't be back at noon. I'll call Uncle Song to pick me up in the afternoon."

Mother Tang said angrily: "Tsk, I want to see how your grades are after school starts, and see if you are worthy of your lack of home this holiday."

Father Tang was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, and raised his head when he heard the words: "Well, little Hua'er, stop and don't leave, I'll check your homework."

Fei Cao was standing at the bar of the book cafe. The proprietress looked at the juicer and said kindly, "Xiaocao, where is your little classmate? When will you come?"

"Sister Jiang, we have an appointment at nine o'clock." Fei Cao looked at the clock hanging on the bar and couldn't help chuckling, "He's coming soon."

The proprietress was a little emotional, she didn't know whether to say it to herself or to Fei Cao, she wiped her eyes: "No matter what... no matter what... it's good to have someone to accompany you."

Even if it's a boy.

But it's good to have someone with you.

Fei Cao said: "You worry about me, Sister Jiang, I'm fine, really, fine."

The electronic sound of "Welcome" came from the door of the store, and Zhou Rong walked in: "Hiss, why is it raining, so cold? Come in and hide... Lao Fei? Why are you here? Where is the young master?"

Chen Ziqing came out from behind him, and said anxiously, "Are you alright? Be careful of catching cold after being drenched in such heavy rain. I'll go and see if this store sells ginger soup or ginger tea."

He didn't find the "Old Fei" that Zhou Rong was talking about at all.

During the summer vacation, Zhou Rong embraced the dream of "I want to work hard quietly, and then surprise the young master", "make the young master admire himself", "go to the same school with the young master in the future", the college scum began to study hard, and Chen Ziqing was his dream. Little teacher.

The place they chose to study was the library in the city center, but it was closer to Zhou Rong’s home, so Zhou Rong made repeated ideological struggles. After college, he could see the young master's future every day—he decided to save time and live in his own home.

That day, the Chen family had something to do, and the driver couldn't take care of this "insignificant" young master for a while, so Chen Ziqing could only take a taxi to the library, but the taxi driver regarded him as a "lamb to be slaughtered", and ruthlessly slaughtered him With one hand, the two lost a lot of time.

When Zhou Rong called to urge him, he heard a vicious voice from the opposite end: "I tell you, 500 yuan, if you don't pay, you will never get out of the car."

The fire got up, and Zhou Rong was more vicious than him: "You are so arrogant, master, what is your license plate number? Where are you now? The young master will meet you."

Sure enough, villains have their own way of torture. The driver was so arrogant on the phone at the beginning, but he was so cowardly when he saw Zhou Rong, especially when he saw the person in front of him kicking the car door neatly and pulling the "lamb" on the back seat. Behind him, he said very unprovoked: "Just 50, if you want it, don't want me to record it, I will beat you up before calling the police."

Driver: "...OK, 50 is 50, just scan the code."

After the taxi drove away, Zhou Rong said unhappily: "He kills you and you just stand here and let him kill you? The Chen family is so close to the city center, 500 yuan? He's thinking about farts!"

Chen Ziqing smiled shyly: "Yes, yes."

Zhou Rong was even more angry: "Are you still laughing? I said Chen Ziqing, let's not cause trouble, and we are not afraid of things, okay? Today's matter is that you are too easy to bully, and any stranger can bully you. Tell me , what would you do if I didn't come..."

He didn't hear Chen Ziqing say in a low voice: "But aren't you here?"

God, who is between the two seasons, should like Peking Opera very much, because the face changes quickly. At this moment, there is still no cloud in the sky, and the next moment will be heavy rain, and there is no buffer period for brewing.

Zhou Rong covered his forehead with his hand, feeling that it wasn't rain, the dripping on his hand was like hitting the ground, it was painful, he asked: "Chen Ziqing... bookworm, did you bring an umbrella?"

Chen Ziqing shook his head: "No."

"Fuck... I didn't bring it either." Zhou Rong took off his coat and threw it across his and Chen Ziqing's heads, "What else are you thinking? Let's run, nerd, let's find a place to hide from the rain."

Large pieces of raindrops fell on the green clay board, and Chen Ziqing ran wildly in the heavy rain. He swore that he had never run so fast in his life, nor had his heart beat so fast in his life... Under Zhou Rong's coat was a thin T-shirt covered by some The rain soaked and surrounded him, making him deeply feel how vigorous and powerful the boy he loves is.

The rainwater turned into mud and splashed on his trouser legs. The pedestrians around were in a hurry, and the downtown area dimmed for an instant. They ran in the heavy rain, which made Chen Ziqing feel a sense of happiness for no reason. He hoped that time would stop, and he was willing to stay in this moment forever.

They walked through the alley, saw this book coffee in the concrete forest, and then Zhou Rong pushed the door and went in.

Chen Ziqing's heart was beating like a beating, and he couldn't tell whether it was the aftereffect of the strenuous exercise or the touch of his lover. He didn't realize it until he saw Zhou Rong's shoulders that were more than half wet——

No matter how strong Zhou Rong is, he is still just a boy.

But the young man's coat cannot protect two people.

So that coat was almost put on Chen Ziqing's head by Zhou Rongquan, protecting him from the wind and rain. Chen Ziqing was a little choked up. He really wanted to hug the person in front of him and ask him: "Why? What do you like? You keep saying that you are Tang Hua, why do you treat me so well?"

But the words turned into: "Is there any ginger tea here?"

Fei Cao turned around, and before he said anything, the proprietress poked her head out from the counter: "Is it Xiaocao's classmate? Come in, it's raining heavily outside? This is the season, the weather depends on God's mood, I still Tell Xiaocao that he must bring an umbrella no matter what the weather forecast says when going out...Xiaocao, take your classmates to the private room inside to change clothes, and I will make a cup of ginger tea for you to get rid of the humidity, and then you will catch a cold It's not good."

In the private room, Zhou Rong went to the bathroom to change a piece of clothes. It was bought by the proprietress for Fei Cao. It was kept in the store. It was new and hadn’t been opened yet. When he came out, he wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth twice: " Ah Choo... Ah Choo..."

Chen Ziqing couldn't sit still, and hurried to get a towel and handed it over: "It's all right, wipe it off quickly, and be careful not to catch a cold."

The phone vibrated, and Fei Cao clicked in to see:

[Jiaohua: Boyfriend, I'm leaving later. 】

[Jiaohua: My dad stopped me and asked me about my review progress and the goal of starting school. 】

[Jiaohua: My mother also said that it would be a waste if I worked so hard and didn't get the first place in the exam. Huh, but the first place is my boyfriend. Isn't this letting me compete with my boyfriend? 】

Then below is a cute expression pack of "Crying in the Storm".

Fei Cao typed with a smile.

[Weeds: The first is yours. 】

【Weeds: I am yours too】

As long as you want, No.1 will be given to you, and the people who used to be in No.1 are also yours.

With a pun, Tang Hua felt teased.

"Ah, Lao Fei, let me tell you, I didn't think you were good at studying before, but now I understand how fucking difficult it is..." Zhou Rong walked this way while wiping his hair, and then said the last half of the sentence. "I'm really surprised how your head is so long" was stuck in the throat, and I didn't spit it out for a long time.

His face was blue and white, and when he walked over just now, he accidentally saw the chat history on the phone screen, and the bottom line "I am yours too" pierced his eyes and heart.

He regards Fei Cao as a friend, and if his buddy has a puppy love, according to Zhou Rong's personality, he will "ha ha ha" twice, and then finish joking, but the other half of the chat interface makes Zhou Rong lose his normal heart. He looks at that profile picture every day, and it is also on the top of his WeChat account. It is the young master that he wants to hide in his heart and dare not offend him in the slightest.

How dare Fei Cao?

He didn't know that "homosexuality" was a taboo, he didn't know that his and Tang Hua's identities were very different, the young master had a bright future, how dare he drag the young master to make a "mistake" that ordinary people don't understand path of?Does he know how much danger he will bring to the young master by doing so?

The situation of the two of them getting along appeared in Zhou Rong's mind, and the inconsistencies that he had been faintly aware of in the past were finally implicated here by a thread, the two red T-shirts that were ridiculed for "pussy chirp" and the picture head portrait of the two of them half of each other... ...All these things were in Zhou Rong's heart, and he suddenly realized, and he was also furious.

"Fei, you and the young master...?"

But she was not as helpless as she imagined to be punctured. Fei Cao sat on the soft chair generously and nodded: "Well, that's what you saw."

Zhou Rong took two steps forward: "How the hell do you dare?"

Fei Cao looked at him with peace in her eyes: "What does this have to do with you?"

Zhou Rong: "Do you know that he is from the Tang family, and he is not on the same line with you by nature. You have harmed him by doing this. Have you ever thought about him?"

Fei Cao reached out and removed the fingers that were grabbing his collar one by one, and repeated: "So, what does this have to do with you?"

"Fei Cao, you fucking..."

Tilting her head to avoid a punch, Fei Cao looked over coldly: "Why are you so angry? You think you like Tang Hua, but you are a coward, you don't even have the courage to tell him, so you are angry at me?"

Zhou Rong said "ahhh" twice, and then punched him again: "My mother...you mother..." He took a few breaths, and continued to shout, "Yes, I I like him, I don't say it's not that I'm cowardly, but I know my identity, and I don't want to delay him, but you, even I know that the Tang family will not allow their son to be gay, and will not accept him to be gay. When a man is together, have you thought about the situation he faces? Do you treat me...we as friends again?"

Fei Cao tilted her head to avoid it, then bent her hand to hold Zhou Rong's wrist, and pushed it back fiercely. Seeing him staggering and falling on the sofa, she asked condescendingly, "Then do you regard me as a friend? Do you think I am a friend?" Have you already decided that I bewitched Xiao Hua'er? You decided that I was wrong, so I came to vent your anger. Zhou Rong, you are not Tang Hua, and I don't need to be responsible to you. All this has nothing to do with you."

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