because i'm pretty

There are three types of people who drink too much in this world, one is to let go of oneself and go crazy with alcohol, the other is to fall asleep silently, and the other is Li Yikai.

After the cold wind passed, it began to fall with sleet.

With amazing arm strength, Yuan Zhiming supported Li Yikai with one hand, and dragged him into the back seat of the car.

The rain slapped on the car window, and he dug out the glasses he didn't usually wear from his schoolbag, staring carefully at the road ahead, hunched forward because of nervousness, and didn't even know that the people behind him woke up.

"Wipers shouldn't be in this gear."

"I'm X!" Yuan Zhiming uttered dirty words in fright, but made Li Yikai laugh.

But he couldn't laugh, and said fiercely without turning his head: "Don't influence me, let me tell you that I don't drive very well, and I'm so sleepy now."

"Oh, good," Li Yikai said without moving while holding the driver's seat.

Yuan Zhiming:?

"I mean," he said with restraint, "can you sit back? Put on your seat belt, otherwise it's dangerous."

Li Yikai's snort left, and came back after a while. "It's on," he said.

Well, even closer than just now, Yuan Zhiming felt the hair on the back of his head itchy, and stretched out his hand to grab it, but accidentally touched Li Yikai's nose, but the man didn't hide, and laughed again , wet breath on the back of Yuan Zhiming's hand.

Yuan Zhiming withdrew his hand and held the steering wheel tightly, deciding not to share his knowledge.

But Li Yikai didn't intend to be kind, he looked at the curly hair he had coveted for a long time, and finally obeyed his heart...

"Don't touch my hair!!!" Yuan Zhiming yelled.

The poor Xiaoyuan driver managed to get down from the outer ring road under Li Yikai's endless harassment.

The sleet has turned into light snow. Passing by a small bungalow area, the western-style bars and convenience stores on the street have already put up Christmas decorations early, which is particularly harmonious with the first snow day.

The neon lights of the merchant's signboard shone red, green and green, and the handwritten signboard of mulled wine leaned against the roadside. Some night owls ran out of the room to take pictures, and the sound of surprise even spread to the car.

Usually, in such weather and atmosphere, the great artist must sit by the window and enjoy it quietly, in a daze, but today he can only keep wiping the car windows, distracting himself from appeasing the leader who has changed his face behind him.

At the red light, he rolled down the car window to wipe the blurred rearview mirror. The cold wind poured in with snowflakes, and he asked Li Yikai if it was cold.

"Not cold", the voice rang behind the ears, it was Li Yikai who also opened the car window, poked his head out together with him, and shouted outside the car.

It can be seen that you are not cold anymore, Yuan Zhiming looked at him helplessly, the snowflakes fell on the short black hair, like a hedgehog.

"Yuan Zhiming", Li Yikai looked at him from the car window, the wind was blowing and his curly hair was messy, he said, "Smile, I'll take a picture for you."

Yuan Zhiming squinted his eyes blown by the wind, and didn't smile, but Li Yikai didn't mind, he stretched out both hands, and compared a photo frame to him.

Before "boring" could be said, there was an exaggerated scream and whistle from outside. Yuan Zhiming saw that several drunk foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes were cheering towards them. One of the tall men even lifted up his coat to reveal his inner Rainbow T-shirt.

"Youguysromantic!" "You two are a good match!"

"Nope, wearenot!" Yuan Zhiming replied in embarrassment, quickly retracted into the car and closed the window.

"Love is Love!" The people outside were still shouting.

"Thanks! Love is Love!" Li Yikai said.

You're gay, Yuan Zhiming scolded him quietly, and with a push of the accelerator, the car slammed out.

Li Yikai fell back into the back seat due to inertia, but he smiled so happily that Yuan Zhiming could even feel the vibration of the car body.

Well, never mind.Yuan Zhiming asked, "Where is your home?"

Li Yikai ignored him, still laughing at himself, so Yuan Zhiming asked again: "What's the name of your neighborhood?"

Only then did Li Yikai become quiet, "I'm not going home," he said firmly.

After a while he repeated it, the third time he had said it this evening: "I'm not going home."

Yuan Zhiming was silent for a moment, and his voice softened: "It's not the previous home, but the place where you live now."

"It's all the same," Li Yikai said sullenly.

So Yuan Zhiming had no choice but to drive the car back to the old building where the ivy had withered.

But soon he regretted it. Li Yikai got out of the car and couldn't stand still. He was still standing on the muddy road, facing Xiaoxue and commanding: "Turn right, fill up, no, no, do it again, you see that you are not aligned", "No, the distance between the left and right sides is not equal", "Back five centimeters, okay, stop, pass!"

Unbearable, Yuan Zhiming violently dragged him back again.

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The only advantage of getting drunk is that you can sleep for a long time. When you wake up, your stomach still feels uncomfortable, but your head is no longer dizzy—probably because the wine Mr. Jiang took last night was very good, but you can't get drunk when you are drunk.

Li Yikai didn't open his eyes in a hurry, and first felt the temperature of the red sun on his eyelids after sleeping until noon, and felt that it was a good Saturday.

Only the smell in the air dissatisfied him, like the smell of fermented alcohol after a hangover - it would be too bad if he went to bed without a shower last night.Thinking of this, he opened his eyes, the familiar dark blue bedding, but on the pillow next to him, there was a curly, rough, black hair.

In his opinion, this kind of hair should not appear on the pillow, especially the bed that is cleaned every day with a powerful bed mite remover...unless?

He sat up suddenly, feeling dizzy for a while, only to realize that this dark blue bedding was not his own; this bed, the mattress might be more suitable, and when turned over, it was a concrete floor... Who else could have it? Such a house?

Oh, that hair, he looked down, it turned out to be the hair of a classmate with curly hair.

"Yuan Zhiming?"

Li Yikai sat up from the bed, straightened his messy hair, and found that he was wearing a T-shirt and big pants—did he change it himself, or?

"Yuan Zhiming?" He yelled again. There were no slippers on the ground, so he could only sit on the bed. Through the door frame without a door, he saw Yuan Zhiming wearing earphones and sitting at the table as if he had never heard of it.

Li Yikai searched, picked up an empty beer can from the window sill, and threw it towards Yuan Zhiming.

"Huh? Are you awake?" The soda can hit his calf, and the man took off his earphones and looked over, pointing to the McDonald's bag on the table: "Come to have breakfast?"

Li Yikai didn't move: "Well, can you pass me a pair of shoes?"

Yuan Zhiming looked at him and laughed, "You were barefoot yesterday."

ah?Just this floor?And then went straight to bed after stepping on the floor?Li Yikai's mind was buzzing with alarm bells, and he said embarrassedly: "I have caused you trouble."

"Well," Yuan Zhiming handed over a pair of flip flops: "Let's make do, I only have one pair of slippers at home. It's on my feet."

Li Yikai quickly put on his shoes and went into the bathroom, and came out five seconds later: "Is there a toothbrush?"

"Yes, that one," Yuan Zhiming pointed at the door, "You used it yesterday, did you forget?"

"Uh, it's broken."

Yuan Zhiming didn't speak after listening, and continued to return to his seat, but he was in a slightly bad mood.

Wouldn't that be a waste of talking so much, wasting the whole night, if I knew it, I would have dragged him back yesterday.

"What else am I doing?" Li Yikai brushed his teeth and washed his face, cleaned himself up and came out to ask.

Yuan Zhiming changed his pen, decided to give up protecting Li Yikai's face, and began to list his crimes: "At first you passed out, so I dragged you into the car, and then you started to direct me to drive after you woke up, and then said you wanted to Spit, I gave you a plastic bag but you said you couldn’t spit it in the car, and you said you couldn’t spit it out after you parked on the side of the road.”

"After that, I asked your home address and you refused to go home. When I came back, I refused to go upstairs because I couldn't park straight. After going upstairs, I couldn't stand upright and had to take a shower. After taking a shower, I said my T-shirt was not If you don’t want to wear pure cotton ones, I’ll find you another pure cotton T-shirt...the one you’re wearing.”

Yuan Zhiming seldom said so many words in one breath, and he felt much happier after he finished speaking, and asked, "Have you forgotten all of it?"

"Well, I forgot." Li Yikai sat down awkwardly, got himself a cup of hot coffee, and apologized again.

"It's okay," Yuan Zhiming continued to draw.

"Then you last night", Li Yikai wanted to ask if you slept with me?But I'm embarrassed, "Didn't sleep well?"

Yuan Zhiming scratched the hair in front of his forehead, Li Yikai saw the bruises under his eyes, and he yawned: "I didn't sleep."

Now Li Yikai is really at a loss. If he is drunk and taken care of for the night, it is sweet. He would rather stay up all night than share the same bed with him... It becomes a little sour. Although he does not expect anything to happen, but as a mature and charming man, Facing the person I like, I am still a little frustrated.

"I haven't forgotten all of it," Li Yikai said after a moment of silence, "I still remember what happened before getting in the car, thank you for telling me."

Yuan Zhiming raised his eyes and looked at him from behind the computer screen.

Li Yikai lowered his head and was embarrassed to look at him. Yuan Zhiming's mood improved in the past few seconds. He felt that Li Yikai was naive yesterday, and today he felt that his mind was not as mature as he seemed. For example, he seemed to have done something wrong now. Same.

Yuan Zhiming laughed, and explained regardless of previous suspicions: "I was rushing to paint yesterday, and today I have an appointment with Lucifer. If I don't finish the painting, he will read to death."

That's it, Li Yikai breathed a sigh of relief and frowned again: "Do you often draw pictures all night like this?"

"Normally not", Yuan Zhiming thought that it was not to pick you up yesterday, but he kindly didn't let Li Yikai continue to blame himself, but said: "The main reason is that sometimes the brain is very excited when drawing, and I can't fall asleep, so I can't help it. Draw late."

Li Yikai said "Oh" and didn't say anything else. Before, he thought it was because Yuan Zhiming didn't have enough sleep time. Helping him get more lunch breaks, improve efficiency and get off work early was the best he could do, but he didn't expect there to be such a reason.

"I want to participate in the competition recently," Yuan Zhiming said again, "so the time is more tight, but don't worry, I will not delay work."

"Well, don't be too impatient, you can't rush to become famous, take your time, your body matters," Li Yikai said.

Yuan Zhiming shook his shoulders and smiled, thinking it was funny that he suddenly changed back to his old father's appearance.

Li Yikai's cell phone rang, he got up and went back to the bedroom, found out in his suit pocket, and found that it was Zhou Xing's call.

"Where is the person? Didn't you agree to come to my house before lunch?" Zhou Xing asked.

Li Yikai looked at the time, "I'm sorry I drank too much yesterday, I'll be there right away."

"Hurry up, why do you let us returnees wait for you?"

"Got it, say sorry to Qi Jiu for me," Li Yikai said while flipping through his clothes.

In the living room, Yuan Zhiming turned his head to look at him, thinking of something in a trance, but before he had time to think about it, he was interrupted by a rhythmic knock on the door.

Li Yikai heard a burst of laughter from the other end of the phone, and then a voice he hadn't heard for a long time said: "I heard it, I accept my apology, and be careful not to worry too much on the way."

He found out his own socks and put them on. One foot was not stable, and he stumbled: "Okay, um, eat first when you are hungry, don't wait for me."

"Hey wait, can you buy some lo-mei from the store downstairs? Let's watch the football game in the afternoon," Zhou Xing said.

"Which one?" Li Yikai asked

"It's just downstairs, I forgot what it's called, you can see it from the balcony, it's across the street."

"Surprise inspection! Are you rushing homework temporarily?" The outer door slammed open, and a strong clang sounded.

Hearing the sound, Li Yikai wanted to hang up the phone with a guilty conscience, but the socks were still not put on properly, his body tilted, the phone slipped from between his neck and shoulders, and fell to the ground with a snap.

"What thefuck?" Lucifer turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw Li Yikai who was wearing Yuan Zhiming's old T-shirt, wearing socks on one foot and bare on the other, losing his balance and falling on the messy bed.

"Kevin? Why are you here?"

"Are you asleep?"

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Merry Christmas, today is a sweet chapter, suitable for reading while drinking mulled wine.