Be at the same table with the rumored boss

Xiao Lang was stunned.

What's happening here?Do drunk people also return to the light?

The drunks in Xiao Lang's impression had never been in such a situation. Ever since he could remember, Xiao Ziqiang's drunken madness was always a virtue.

It is also because of this that Pan Xueying was often seen as a joke by the neighbors, and Xiao Lang hated crazy drunks since he was a child.

But Su Mianyang didn't have these bad habits when he was drunk. He was not considered a tormentor, and he didn't do anything excessive except kicking the quilt.

"Hmm...uncomfortable." It seemed to really confirm Xiao Lang's thoughts. The eyes of the person on the bed were only clear for a moment, and then became lax again. Su Mianyang's arms and legs danced wildly, and put aside the well-covered quilt. .

Naturally, Xiao Lang would not leave irresponsibly.

Seeing that the person seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep again, Xiao Lang sighed helplessly, turned sideways to help him cover the quilt, and patiently tucked the corner of the quilt.

It's just that just as Xiao Lang packed up and was about to leave, the person on the bed kicked a few times indiscriminately and kicked the quilt off the bed.

This sleeping posture is also too bad. Does it depend on thick skin to grow up healthy and healthy?

Xiao Lang walked over helplessly, and after helping someone cover the quilt again, he wanted to tuck the corners of the quilt carefully.

However, the moment his fingertips passed Su Mianyang's face, his wrist was held by a hot hand, and the swift movement was irresistible.

Xiao Lang frowned, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the person on the bed looking directly at him, his eyes were clear and bright, there was no sign of a drunk.

It only takes a moment to realize that I have probably been tricked.

Xiao Lang tried to withdraw his hand, but found that Su Mianyang's strength was getting heavier and heavier, showing a bit of the unreasonableness of a drunk. Xiao Lang was inexplicably anxious about such an unexpected situation, and his tone was full of urgency. He panicked without even realizing it, "Let go, you drink too much, do you know who I am?"

"Xiao Lang." When he heard his name clearly uttered from Su Mianyang's mouth, Xiao Lang was stunned for a moment, and even relaxed the strength of struggling in his hands. He lowered his head and looked into Su Mianyang's eyes.

So Su Mianyang paused and said, "I'm not drunk."

Su Mianyang's eyes are very bright, which belong to the inexperienced clarity of the high school days. The light brown pupils are full of turbulent romance and arrogance, and have all the emotions that Su Mianyang has hidden in his heart for Xiao Lang, except that he is not distracted by drunkenness.

Every word he said was under his own sanity.

The two of them stared at each other in this posture for a while, until the citrus smell climbed up Xiao Lang's clenched wrist again, and invaded his sense of smell, Xiao Lang could only admit defeat, and took the lead to look away.

"That day I was only worried about being sad, and forgot the most important issue." Su Mianyang grabbed Xiao Lang tightly, not giving Xiao Lang the slightest chance to dodge and escape. He repeated the sentence word by word, "You have someone you like ?"

"Or in other words," Su Mianyang spoke very slowly with a drunken accent, "what do you think of me?"

Xiao Lang's heart beat fast, but he still maintained his usual indifferent expression, "Do you know the meaning of this?"

"Yes," Su Mianyang said seriously, "If you don't have someone you like and don't hate me, I can chase you. I will learn to change what you don't like until you accept it or I give up. And if you say you hate me , I will not disturb your life again."

After this, there was quite a long period of silence, so long that Su Mianyang experienced uneasiness to complete despair, and he read rejection from the silence.

"Let go." Xiao Lang's answer was not among the two answers Su Mianyang imagined. Although he was very unwilling, he still didn't dare to refuse when he looked at those amber eyes that he had been lusting after for a long time, and let go of his hand according to his words. .

Seeing that Xiao Lang got up and was about to leave, Su Mianyang opened his lips but couldn't say a word.

Knowing that it was impossible, he insisted on verifying it again. This time he was really satisfied by crashing to death on the south wall, he thought to himself.

However, the second after Xiao Lang left his sight, Su Mianyang heard Xiao Lang's answer, "I never hated you."

Su Mianyang's eyes widened with the rapid breathing, and he was still a little unresponsive to the sudden surprise. After confirming again and again that he was not dreaming, Su Mianyang restrained the urge to raise the corners of his lips.

Chang Ye Lu Man Man does not know when he will see the light, but fortunately, he still has a long time to catch up with Xiao Lang before dawn.

Xiao Lang had a nightmare.

He dreamed of Liu Ming, who hadn't appeared in his dreams for a long time.He once really wanted to see Liu Ming a few more times in his dreams, but he couldn't do it anyway.

"Dreaming about a person means that he is slowly forgetting you."

So it doesn't matter, it proves that Liu Ming still remembers him well in another world, Xiao Lang has always comforted himself like this.

But this time he dreamed of someone he hadn't seen for a long time, but he didn't know how to comfort himself.

The reason why it was a nightmare rather than a sweet dream of reunion after a long absence was because in the dream Xiao Lang clearly realized that Liu Ming was dead.

Still in the neat old house next door, he and Liu Shilong seemed to be talking about something.

The brightness of the lights in the room was very low, which made it difficult to see the scene very clearly. At this moment, he suddenly saw the ghost of the deceased Liu Ming come in, circled the room in a large circle, and babbled to the two of them. Talked a lot.

But Xiao Lang's behavior in the dream was out of his control, unable to move or say a word, he could only watch Liu Ming's ghost standing alone in the corner of the room.

He became anxious, the desire to meet again and say a few words was so strong, but he still couldn't break free from the shackles of the dream.

Xiao Lang didn't give up, he was still working hard when the dream gradually fell apart.

At least, say goodbye to Liu Ming and say goodbye.

The moment the broken syllables were squeezed out from the depths of his throat, the dream completely collapsed. Xiao Lang suddenly opened his eyes. He stared blankly at the ceiling of the dormitory, realizing that he might have missed the last chance to say goodbye to Liu Ming.

"Xiao Lang? Are you okay?" When Su Mianyang heard the restless movement of the bed next door at first, Su Mianyang kept an eye out. Xiao Lang slept very peacefully and had never had such an abnormality before. Sure enough, he heard groans not long after. Voice.

After asking this question, Su Mianyang didn't have time to wait for Xiao Lang's response, so he turned on the flashlight in a panic and shone it.

When Su Mianyang's voice came from the side, Xiao Lang was still a little dazed. He didn't turn his head to avoid the strong light until the flashlight came on.

"You...crying?"

Xiao Lang raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, his voice was a little hoarse, and he was uncomfortable when he spoke, "I don't know."

Su Mianyang moved the flashlight away, he reached out and touched Xiao Lang's forehead, and then he felt relieved, "It's okay if you don't have a fever, are you having a nightmare?"

Xiao Lang didn't speak.

"Go on sleeping or chat for a while?" Seeing that Xiao Lang didn't intend to pick up the topic, Su Mianyang wisely didn't ask.

The two lived together on the upper bunk, the heads of the beds were close together, and there were no obstacles other than a few simple blocks. Su Mianyang lay down, stretched out his hand across the head of his bed, and placed it on top of Xiao Lang's pillow. "I'm right next to you, if you have a nightmare again, just wake me up."

Xiao Lang didn't move for a long time, so long that Su Mianyang thought that Xiao Lang might have fallen asleep, when he felt a warm and cool touch from his fingertips.

Xiao Lang's knuckles carefully covered his palm.

Su Mianyang's heart skipped a beat.

"Brother Yang." When the atmosphere became quieter, Xiao Lang suddenly called him.

The sudden cry made Su Mianyang startled, and all sleepiness disappeared at this moment.

There is no other reason, it is very difficult to be called that by someone you like without any reaction, every cell in his body is clamoring for joy.

"Ok?"

"Is there anything you particularly regret?" Xiao Lang paused for a long time before saying such a sentence.

"Yes," Su Mianyang calmed down, and continued after his heartbeat slowed down, "Actually, I regret more than one thing."

When he was in elementary school, he wanted to grow up to be an indomitable person. In junior high school, he began to miss elementary school. Now he is in high school and misses his friends in junior high school. He has never been really satisfied with his current life.

Whether it was not spending more time with Ms. Zhao when she was a child, or being admitted to No. [-] Middle School by mistake, Su Mianyang has too many regrets.

Before he became a hopeless stubborn ass, he also experienced a warm and beautiful time. Ms. Zhao's gentle smile and light soap fragrance made him think that it was eternity.

At that time, Su Mianyang didn't know that all the good things in the world have a time limit, and they will disappear if people don't grasp it.

Time has eroded the color of his mother in Su Mianyang's memory, and gradually wiped away all the sadness and nostalgia, but he has never forgotten the tenderness Zhao Lanya taught him.

So at the first sight of Xiao Lang, Su Mianyang couldn't help but want to get closer. At first, it was because Xiao Lang's amber eyes were as rare as Ms. Zhao's, and his body had the same faint scent of soap. There are better reasons than these.

Because want to spare no effort to catch precious people, under the law of time.

"I don't want to make myself regret it anymore. I don't want to think about this time as a regret when I get old in the future. I don't want to continue to miss your future." Su Mianyang thought for a long time, and he said softly, "So Xiao Lang... don't Can you give me a chance? If we are really not suitable..."

Xiao Lang was silent for a while.

Under Su Mianyang's repeated insistence, he sighed and made a compromise, "Let me think about it again, it won't be too long."

A tiny possibility was placed in front of Su Mianyang's eyes, he couldn't hold back for a moment, his knuckles tightened suddenly, and he grabbed Xiao Lang's hand.

The next moment Su Mianyang came to his senses, wished he could bury himself alive on the spot, he pretended not to care and relaxed the strength in his hand.

And in the free situation without any shackles, Xiao Lang did not withdraw his hand.