GL after coaxing his crush to move in together

Liu Zhi opened the box, unpacked the compression bag, and lay on his back on the bed with the down comforter in his arms.

Before, she could fall asleep by leaning against the car window enduring the bumps, but now she was lying on the bed and couldn't fall asleep.

It's fantastic.

Meng Yang is Liu Zhi's high school classmate. He transferred to Yancheng in the first semester of high school, and transferred back to the capital in the second semester of high school.

She and Liu Zhi had been at the same table for a while and got along well.

Compared with Liu Zhi, Meng Yang has a purer and kinder personality.She has always had a vague affection for Liu Zhi, and she often expresses her liking without hesitation.

So is Liu Zhi.

There has been a delicate relationship between them.

Liu Zhi enjoyed the vague and ambiguous atmosphere, but he didn't have the guts to take another step forward.

This balance was finally broken by Meng Yang.

The result can also be imagined.

Liu Zhi originally thought that he would never see Meng Yang again in this life, but he didn't expect the world to be so small.

Knowing that his roommate was Meng Yang, Liu Zhi would rather go back to the staff dormitory and be scolded.

Right now, if nothing else happens, she and Meng Yang will live under the same roof for a long time.

Liu Zhi stared at the ceiling and sighed long.

She closed her eyes and counted the sheep, and as she counted the white sheep in front of her, she became Meng Yang in a white wool cap and down jacket.

Slowly, Meng Yang changed into the appearance of high school, looking at her with a smile, but there were tears in her beautiful eyes.

Liu Zhi lay in a daze for a long time, and finally fell asleep.

……

When Meng Yang came back from get off work, Liu Zhi was still asleep.

She handled the prepared ingredients carefully, and boiled a pot of Yangqi glutinous jujube porridge.

Mutton, astragalus, dried ginger, red dates, and glutinous rice, out of professional habits, Meng Yang also counted the portions.

Meng Yang blew the wind at the entrance of the corridor for nearly an hour, and his paws were not as cold as Liu Zhi's.

Coupled with what he knew about her in high school, Meng Yang deduced that Liu Zhi not only had a cold body, but also had a stomach problem.

Meng Yang is particular about vegetarian food, and he cooks every porridge in a casserole.

Cooking porridge is a very long process. Meng Yang moved a chair to watch over the kitchen, reading Chinese medicine books in the dense steam.

When Liu Zhi was woken up by the alarm, Meng Yang's porridge was ready, she opened the door and came out, and Meng Yang was serving side dishes.

"Wake up." Meng Yang looked up at her, "Wash your hands and have dinner together."

Liu Zhi swallowed the words of refusal as soon as they reached her lips, as if she would become blunt as long as she was with Meng Yang.

"It's troublesome." Liu Zhi said softly.

When eating porridge, the atmosphere was a bit depressing, and Meng Yang took the initiative to chat with Liu Zhi.

"Are you and Zhang Wenyi both in the Second Courtyard?" Meng Yang put his porcelain spoon against the wall of the bowl, drawing the cold porridge and soup closer, "The Second Courtyard is a bit far from here."

"I'm in the Affiliated Hospital of the First Hospital." Liu Zhi stopped moving, "Walk from here, about ten minutes."

Both Liu Zhi and Zhang Wenyi were interns at the First Hospital Affiliated Hospital.

The outpatient clinic of the Affiliated Hospital of the First Hospital only recruits doctors, and the emergency requirements are lower. Liu Zhi finally chose to stay in the emergency department of the Affiliated Hospital, and Zhang Wenyi went to the outpatient clinic of the Second Hospital.

"That's okay." Meng Yang picked up the side dishes in the bowl, "I'm in the Ninghuyuan of the attached courtyard, and I don't usually go to the main courtyard."

"You are studying Chinese medicine, right?" Liu Zhi asked, "Which area do you focus on?"

"It's more like this." Meng Yang picked the spoon, "I'm more leisurely than you."

Liu Zhi took a sip of the porridge and didn't speak any more.

The porridge cooked by Meng Yang was fragrant and glutinous, and it was very warm when it fell into the stomach. In just a short while, Liu Zhi's heart was also warmed by ironing.

She is too busy.

This year, Liu Zhi basically never drank porridge, and sometimes he couldn't even eat a warm meal.

This bowl of porridge gave her an inexplicable trance.

She seems to have returned to the middle school days. She went to study at night in the middle of winter and drank the thick porridge made by her grandma.The fragrance of rice and warmth washed away the tiredness of the day, and Liu Zhi still misses that feeling to this day.

"Tomorrow is the day shift?" Meng Yang paid attention to Liu Zhi's slight expression.

Liu Zhi took a sip of the porridge again, her voice lowered, "It was originally a day shift, but my colleague asked for leave, so I will take over the night shift."

"What time do you leave work?"

"Four o'clock."

"Four in the morning?"

"Four in the morning."

"It's hard work."

"Ah."

Meng Yang asked a question and Liu Zhi answered, making it look like an interrogation of a prisoner.Meng Yang sighed in his heart.

After dinner, Liu Zhi insisted on tidying up the dishes and cleaning the kitchen with her, but Meng Yang didn't stop her.

Liu Zhi wiped the washed dishes and put them in the cabinet. Meng Yang kept peeking at the half-moon marks on her fingernails.Liu Zhi was much taller than her, and his back happened to be facing her. For the last sneak peek, Meng Yang stood on tiptoe.

Liu Zhi is very observant. She has noticed Meng Yang's little movements for a long time. She didn't know what Meng Yang was looking at, so she couldn't hold back and looked back at Meng Yang.

Meng Yang shrank back guiltily, and looked up at Liu Zhi pretending to be calm.

"What's wrong?" Liu Zhi asked with a look in his eyes.

"I...see if there is a dry rag over there." Meng Yang quickly made an excuse.

"It's in my hand." Liu Zhi handed her the rag, her knuckles exposed.

No matter how fair and slender the knuckles were washed with disinfectant many times a day, they would become dull and dry, and Liu Zhi didn't pay much attention to maintenance, Meng Yang felt sour after seeing it.

"Shouldn't you apply something to protect it?" Meng Yang said.

Liu Zhi was stunned, and followed Meng Yang's gaze to realize that she was talking about her own hand.

"It's useless if you paint it on, you still have to wipe it off." Liu Zhi moved his hand away, blocking Meng Yang's view.

Meng Yang held the rag and turned around without saying a word.

Later, Liu Zhi cleaned up the room and Meng Yang took a bath.

Half an hour later, Meng Yang stood by the door and knocked on it.

"Do you want me to help?" Meng Yang's dry hair bag has not been removed, and his cheeks are pink.

"No, I'm almost ready."

Liu Zhi brought over four transparent plastic boxes one after another. At this moment, the room is full of things, which seem to be disorganized, but in fact they are secretly organized, but it is still a bit far from "quickly packed".

The daily necessities are all in smaller boxes, the clothes of different seasons are filled in compressed vacuum bags and arranged in large boxes, and the winter clothes are spread out on the bed by Liu Zhi, who is sorting them out.

Meng Yang raised the small box and asked, "Shall I put it in the bathroom for you?"

Liu Zhi nodded and thanked her.

Meng Yang walked up to her and put a tube of hand cream beside the bed.Liu Zhi picked it up and stopped her.

"You forgot the hand cream."

"It's for you."

Liu Zhi looked at the long string of English words and didn't know what to say.

"My hands are fine. Now I wipe them all on the quilt." Liu Zhi held up the hand cream, "Take it away."

Meng Yang walked a few steps and turned back. She took the hand cream, grabbed Liu Zhi's hand and squeezed some on the back of her hand.Liu Zhi wanted to withdraw his hand, but Meng Yang clenched it even tighter.

Liu Zhi sighed inwardly, waiting for Meng Yang to wipe it evenly.

Meng Yang left after wiping, not in a good mood.Liu Zhi noticed her slight expression, and thought of the way she looked at the male proprietor during the day, and that sentence came out of her mind again—the milk is fierce and the milk is fierce.

"Come back." Liu Zhi's throat tightened, and he called out to her, "I haven't got the hand cream yet."

Meng Yang put the hand cream on Liu Zhi's transparent box, turned around and left.

……

In the bathroom, Meng Yang hung Liu Zhi's dry towel with his own, took the wet towel out of the plastic bag, and put it on the dryer.

Coincidentally, Meng Yang's mouthwash cup is very similar to Liu Zhi's.Hers is white, Liu Zhi's is black, it looks like a couple's style.

"This is really..." Meng Yang laughed softly, then looked up at himself in the mirror.The fog on the mirror hadn't faded yet, Meng Yang reached out to wipe it off.

She feels like she's been a little crazy lately.

Because of the few rumors I heard, I frantically contacted my senior high school classmates, and then contacted Liu Zhi, pretending to share the rent, just to help Liu Zhi a little.

I put on a shy face to express my enthusiasm, but the other party poured pots of cold water on it.

Meng Yangchang has never been wronged like this several times at his age.

She poured cold water on her face, and before she finished adjusting her emotions, there was a knock on the door behind her.

"It's too late, I'll collect things tomorrow, you should go to bed early, I won't bother you anymore."

Liu Zhi's white sweater was dyed a warm color by the light, and his expression seemed to become warmer.Meng Yang's gaze stayed on her for several seconds.

"Okay." Meng Yang wiped off the water on his hands, and left the bathroom to Liu Zhi.

The door was closed, Meng Yang walked to the door of his room and then turned back.After struggling for a long time, I poured two cups of scented tea and sat on the sofa to wait for Liu Zhi.

When Liu Zhi came out wiping her hair, the scented tea was already cold.Meng Yang stopped her.

"Liu Zhi, let's talk."

Hearing this, Liu Zhi's heart couldn't help but tighten.She walked slowly to Meng Yang's side, feeling uneasy again.