Be at the same table with the rumored boss

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, but there is still no small trend.It's six o'clock in the evening in winter, and the sky is already gloomy.

An unexpected snowstorm disrupted Xiao Lang's original plan.

According to the plan, he should already be on his way home at this time, but now he is still sitting at the desk in Su Mianyang's bedroom.

It is not easy to take a taxi in heavy snow, and the road is slippery and prone to accidents. No matter from which angle you want to stay overnight, it is the best choice.

After comprehensively considering the above reasons, Xiao Lang didn't immediately refuse, he was hesitating.

There are many experiences of lodging. When Xiao Ziqiang was drunk when he was a child, he was unwilling to go home. He often stayed at the house of Liu Ming next door, but this was the first time he stayed at a classmate’s house. He didn’t know if he could do something wrong. Offend someone.

Seeing that Xiao Lang's attitude was loose, Su Mianyang immediately picked up the other person's backpack, and gave no time to think, "Okay, don't think about it, just leave two words, and I will make the decision for you."

"However, the room next door hasn't had time to clean it up yet. Although it is usually cleaned, the last time it was occupied was a few months ago. If you mind, can you sleep with me for a night?" Su Mianyang turned his head to look at Xiao Lang.

The guest room is usually unoccupied, and it will be cleaned together during the general cleaning, and it will be cleaned up only before the guests come. Although there is no major problem, Su Mianyang is still a little embarrassed to let people live in like this.

"It's okay, thank you very much for taking me in." Xiao Lang rejected Su Mianyang's kindness with a simple reply.

Su Mianyang didn't push anymore, got up and took Xiao Lang to the next room, turned on the light in the room, and hung the backpack in his hand on the hanger at the door.

The second floor was designed symmetrically, with basically the same internal structure such as opening windows, and the two rooms happened to sandwich the bathroom in the middle.

Fortunately, it is usually cleaned, and no one enters the guest room, and the decoration is simple, so the room looks very neat and clean.

"There's something I've been trying to give you but I haven't found a chance." Su Mianyang took out a tube of ointment from his bag, "It's for scars."

Xiao Lang didn't speak or answer.

"I didn't mean anything else and didn't think too much about it. I just thought that since you said that the scars look ugly, it's better to get rid of them and pretend that nothing happened." After Su Mianyang said this, he didn't urge him. Forced to give Xiao Lang the ointment, he just quietly waited for Xiao Lang's decision.

Xiao Lang took the ointment, "Thank you."

"I asked you to teach me for so long today. It's been hard work. Go to bed early after washing up." After taking him to the room, Su Mianyang had no reason to stay any longer. After giving instructions, he left the guest room and returned to his own bedroom next door.

After a while, he heard the sound of the door opening next door, followed by the movement in the bathroom, the door opened and closed four times in total, and finally the sound of the sparse shower running water.

Xiao Lang was taking a bath in the bathroom next to him, he could hear all the sounds clearly, the sound of water mixed with occasional footsteps, and a few coughs, a thick wall could not completely block these, He could almost imagine what it was like inside.

This cognition made Su Mianyang feel uncomfortable, as if he was unintentionally spying on the other party.

After realizing this, Su Mianyang first sat down on his desk, held the straw paper left by Xiao Lang, looked at the clean and beautiful handwriting for a while, then lay on the bed and turned over twice, and finally leaned against the head of his bed He stared at the ceiling with his eyes open.

Why is the sound insulation effect of this wall so poor? Which designer designed the overall structure? Have you ever thought that this is really unfriendly to the people in the next room?

I don't know if God heard his inner complaint, the sound of water next door stopped, he could hear Xiao Lang's footsteps in the bathroom, and he walked out of the bathroom after a while, just when Su Mianyang thought he could finally relax, The sound of footsteps was a few steps closer to his room.

Su Mianyang, who originally thought he had heard it wrong, held his breath, and was taken aback when the door of his room was knocked. He almost thought it was Xiao Lang who came to him for eavesdropping.

"What's wrong?" Su Mianyang asked while leaning on the head of the bed.

Xiao Lang said something outside the door, but he couldn't hear clearly through the door.

"What?" Su Mianyang asked again, raising his voice.

Xiao Lang repeated it, but Su Mianyang still couldn't hear clearly.

"Wait a minute." Su Mianyang had no choice but to get out of bed and open the door.

At this time, the sound insulation effect of the room has improved, which is fucking outrageous.

Su Mianyang thought so dissatisfied.

After pushing the door open, Xiao Lang was standing in front of his door, his freshly washed hair was still damp, and the scent of soap on his body was invaded by the citrus-flavored shower gel he often used, which wonderfully neutralized another scent.

Like the spring that has been silent for a long time, slowly waking up from the winter snow, the refreshing fragrance makes Su Mianyang want to hug Xiao Lang and smell it.

"I've washed it." Xiao Lang said.

"Ah?" Su Mianyang didn't react, "Are... are you reporting to me?"

"It's your turn." Xiao Lang added helplessly.

"...Oh, good." Su Mianyang finally came to his senses, he touched his nose in embarrassment, "So... nothing else?"

Xiao Lang froze for a moment, then said as if thinking of something, "Good night?"

"Good night." Su Mianyang replied subconsciously, interrupting the conversation hastily.He turned around and went back to the room to get his change of clothes, then rushed into the bathroom and locked the door as if being chased by some terrible monster.

Su Mianyang who was standing under the shower head regretted his inexplicable reaction, at least he shouldn't just leave Xiao Lang outside the door like this.

Fortunately, the people outside the door didn't seem to think there was anything wrong, and they entered the next room not long after he closed the door.

After taking a quick shower, Su Mianyang lay on the bed and swiped his phone. After hesitating, he clicked on Lin Kun's dialogue box and sent a message: Do you want to smell the scent of other boys?

Lin Kun replied with an emoji of "Are you out of your mind?"

Wooden stick: There is a smell of fart on the boy's body, and the smell of sweat is a symbol of manliness.

Wooden Stick: Speaking of which, Ruoruo has a girly scent on her body, like walking in a sea of ​​flowers, you know?

Wooden stick: Forget it, a single dog like you must not know.That is simply beautiful in the world.

When Lin Kun wanted to say a few more words and send them over, a line was displayed at the bottom of the dialog box: You are not his friend yet, please send a friend verification request first, and the other party can only chat after the verification is passed.

Lin Kun: Damn you.

It's still far from Su Mianyang's usual time to fall asleep. After he got dark, he lay on the bed with nothing to do. He could only hold his mobile phone in his hand and play with it to pass the time.

At this time, the window suddenly lit up, as if it was daytime, and there was a deafening "bang" sound along with the dawn.

Su Mianyang was startled by the thunder, and almost dropped the phone, but immediately after he realized it, he thought of someone next door, and opened a familiar dialog box by accident.

sy: What kind of thunder are you talking about in the winter? Don't be some goblin trying to cross the catastrophe, right?

Sy: Are you asleep?I can't sleep, talk for a while?

Sy: Are you there?Are you there?Are you there?

After sending three messages, Xiao Lang still hadn't replied. Su Mianyang lost his patience. He watched the video for a while, and when he came back, he happened to see Xiao Lang's reply.

Answer: Are you afraid of thunder?

When Su Mianyang saw this news, his first reaction was a little funny. Thunder is just a natural phenomenon. There is nothing to be afraid of. Fairies and crossing robbery are also stories told by the old man to the children. He is not afraid of anything. How could it be possible? Are you afraid of thunder?

However, just as he finished typing the "Just kidding, how could I be afraid" in the dialog box, and the moment his finger landed in front of the send button, Su Mianyang's fingertips paused and landed on the retraction instead, and he edited again I sent a message: Why, men can't be afraid of thunder?

Xiao Lang didn't reply to him again.

Just when Su Mianyang was thinking about whether the tone of his message was inappropriate, there was a knock on the door, which seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet night.

Su Mianyang had a vague suspicion in his heart, following his heartbeat up and down, he was a little dazzled.

He suppressed the emotions that were about to roar out from the bottom of his heart, tried his best to look calm, got out of bed in a hurry, stepped on his shoes and opened the door, and sure enough, he saw Xiao Lang holding a pillow.

"If you are afraid, I will accompany you." Xiao Lang said.

The lights in the corridor were not turned on, and it was a cold night before the eyes. The wooden door opened after the light itself flowed, scattered into breathing powder, and ignited the starlight in Xiao Lang's eyes.

Su Mianyang heard his heart beating faster, and some violent emotion hit him at the speed of light. Before he could dodge in time, he was smashed to pieces.

Su Mianyang leaned against the door frame without speaking for a long time, and finally turned back into the room, and turned the open door to Xiao Lang and said, "It's not necessary."

The meaning of this behavior is obvious, Xiao Lang followed him in and put the pillow on the bedside, he jokingly said: "If you're afraid, just tell me, if I don't come over, will you spend the whole night alone?"

"Look at the table." Su Mianyang said.

Xiao Lang looked at Su Mianyang's desk according to his words. There were two glasses of milk there, but there was nothing special about it. He looked at Su Mianyang with some puzzlement.

"Aunt Song will warm up a cup of milk for me every night, and there are two cups tonight." Su Mianyang paused and said, "If you don't come to me, I will go to you."

Xiao Lang didn't sleep well that night.

Xiao Lang is not used to sleeping with other people, he dare not move at all, for fear of disturbing Su Mianyang beside him, he wakes up frequently six or seven times during the night, and every time he wakes up, he has to move a little further away from the people around him , until it confines itself to the edge.

Unlike Xiao Lang's remaining nerves which were used to back down, Su Mianyang fully demonstrated his instinctive heat tendency. Winter night made him move closer to the warmth around him inch by inch. Filled up, two people squeezed together.

Xiao Lang was a little thankful that Su Mianyang's bed in the bedroom was close to the wall, otherwise he would definitely be pushed out of bed the next day according to this trend.

However, before Xiao Lang could heave a sigh of relief, the person behind him turned over again, and after turning back and forth twice, he still refused to stop. His restless arms were around his waist, and his warm hands just grabbed his. Hand, the whole person is close to him like an octopus, forming a posture of holding him in his arms.

It wasn't cold in the room with the heater on, but now it was even a little hot.

Xiao Lang breathed lightly, and his whole body remained motionless as if he had been frozen. After waiting for a while, he found that Su Mianyang behind him seemed to have calmed down. He didn't intend to move anymore, so he moved his knuckles slowly. He withdrew his hand from Su Mianyang's hand.

It was late at night, and it was time to sleep.

Su Mian behind him raised his eyelashes, but made no other movements.

It was destined to be a night where neither of them could sleep well.