he's just my boyfriend

"Someone sent you a message." Fang Qi said as soon as he saw Tao Fang coming out of the bathroom.

Tao Fang just nodded indifferently, focusing on ravaging his wet hair with a towel, his raised arms stretched out from the wide vest, the lines were smooth and tight, barely covering half of the thighs of the underpants The legs became more and more slender.

Although the two met each other almost honestly for the first time, but that time the light was dim, and Fang Qi couldn't keep staring at people.

But when he was wearing a sleeveless vest as a model, Fang Qi saw it clearly. In fact, Tao Fang has muscles on his body, with a thin layer attached to him.

Seeing that Tao Fang didn't seem to want to read the message at all, Fang Qi couldn't tell what he was thinking, so he felt that he should see it as soon as possible, and then glanced at the phone that he had put back, Said: "I accidentally opened it."

At this point, Tao Fang finally stopped, looking at him through the broken hair and the towel on his head, the two looked at each other and neither spoke.

Tao Fang slowly withdrew his gaze, and walked to the table where he put his mobile phone. There was still his laptop on the side, together with the bracelet. Although he was about to go to bed, the inertia still made him swiping the pattern to unlock it Put on the bracelet.

Fang Qi probably clicked on the text message and didn't log out again. As soon as Tao Fang opened the lock screen, he saw those two words. Tao Fang stared at the screen for a long time, and slowly propped his right hand with the bracelet on the table.

Tao Mian still had a towel on his head, and he lowered his head slightly when looking at the phone. Fang Qi couldn't see his expression clearly. He wasn't sure if it was appropriate for him to speak at this time, but he had already asked before his rationality returned: "... ...friend?"

"Predecessor." Tao Fang put the phone back on the table with a normal expression, put his hands back on his head, and answered without hesitation while continuing to rub his head.

If he hadn't been mentally prepared in advance, he might have other emotions at the moment, but Tao Fang now has no thoughts except for the moment when his brain was broken.

When Tao Fang really said the answer, Fang Qi got stuck. He paused for a long time and couldn't figure out how to answer this question. Could it be that he really wanted to ask him whether his ex was a man or a woman?

On the contrary, Tao Fang didn't show embarrassment at all, he talked generously, and gave Fang Qi a step down: "It's not a big problem, we broke up four years ago."

Tao Fang was also looking at him when Fang Qi looked over, with a calm expression on his face. Fang Qi even had the illusion that what they were discussing now was not his ex, but his own ex: "It's been four years."

The subtext was naturally "I've been looking for you after so long", and Tao Fang laughed at that time: "With my looks, let alone four years, even ten years, I can't help but think about it again."

Fang Qi was instantly amused by Tao Fang, and the strange atmosphere of a second ago was swept away, and Tao Fang had to say that he was really outspoken: "You really dare to say anything."

Tao Mian shrugged his shoulders with an innocent look on his face: "This is the truth, people must have self-knowledge."

Fang Qi smiled and pressed his forehead, but then he thought, so Tao Fang has been idle for four years?No, no, maybe now...

"You can ask whatever you want, I feel panicked seeing you." At this moment, Tao Fang suddenly became aware of the details, "It looks like you have never been in a relationship."

Fang Qi found that Tao Fang always seemed to have this ability to check household registration, and he clearly said that what he said was good, but suddenly he involved himself: "You know again?"

Tao Fang's eyes were full of ridicule, and he nodded firmly: "There is no need to discuss this, absolutely not."

After a few words, Tao Fang had already sat down in front of Fang Qi. Before sitting down, he took the time to glance at his notebook. The open WeChat dialog box displayed a message from Song Muqing confirming the completion of the task. Remember to ask: "You don't mind, I'll sit on your bed."

Fang Qi laughed and looked down at Tao Fang's big white leg that had spontaneously rolled up on his bed: "You're still sitting down and asking."

"Tsk, I don't think you are a clean freak." Tao Fang said with confidence.

Fang Qi's face was full of smiles: "Have you ever told your fortune by setting up a stall? Know everything?"

Tao Fang curled his lips, and raised his chin a few times at Fang Qi: "I know you are sitting on the bed in your outer pants, and you probably hang out with me."

While talking, Tao Fang suddenly changed the subject: "Damn it, you even know what color underwear I wear on the day of the week. Who is more terrifying?"

Fang Qi smiled and shook his head: "Teacher Tao taught me that I'm going to take a shower. You have water cups and teapots in your room, as well as a hair dryer."

"Boss Fang posted." This sentence came out of Tao Fang's heart, sincerely.

Tao Fang sat on Fang Qi's bed and listened to the sound of his bathing water and rubbed his head for a while. He was a little distracted. When he came back to his senses, the sound of the water had stopped. Tao Fang guessed that Fang Qi should have started to apply shower gel. He got out of bed, wandered to the table and took his mobile phone and notebook.

In fact, the second bedroom is not much smaller than the master bedroom, just the difference between one more bathroom and one less bathroom.

Tao Fang threw himself, his cell phone, and his notebook on the bed, feeling relieved that one day was finally over, but he was still unable to breathe a sigh of relief.

There are no big things around him, but when all these things that are not big things add up and become a to-do list, it is very annoying. As long as Tao Fang relaxes his nerves, these things will run through his mind from time to time. , The sense of presence is extremely strong.

The first to bear the brunt was Zuo Linjun.In the studio, there is still a promotional video with little technical content that has not been edited. It took him nearly three or four afternoons to edit the material, and the AE templates to be set have not been found yet. I just quarreled with him today. Hang up his phone, um... this time it should be considered a quarrel, right?

The second is Fang Qi’s official account. Dakui’s USB flash drive is coming. There are vector material packages in it, but Xiao Song has to wait for Xiao Song to ask Jin Yang to teach him PS. There is also a mid-term paper. The [-]-page word slideshow typesetting is not finished yet, and there is Mao Gai, oh yes, and that person...

Trouble trouble trouble trouble.

Tao Mian was paralyzed on the bed, forcing his restless thoughts to sort out, but before he finished sorting out, he was interrupted by the sudden vibration of the mobile phone.

After unlocking it, it was Xiao Song.

What Xiao Song sent him was still voice.

- "Tao, do you have two USB flash drives?"

Tao Fang typed to reply him.

-Yes what's the matter

Song Muqing is still speaking.

- "There are many folders in the USB flash drive I found earlier, but I can only use it when it's too late."

- nothing wrong

- "I'm afraid there's something in your USB flash drive..."

Tao Fang's typing fingers paused, and then replied.

- it's all right , i ' m just handing in my homework anyway

Song Muqing was obviously still a little worried.

- "I'll go find him later and get it back. I just found your empty U disk on your desk, and it was under the book."

- What time is it, let's talk about it tomorrow, go to bed early dear

Tao Fang’s media high school not only has a 10:30 entry control at night, but also the dormitory is disconnected from the electricity and the Internet, day after day, without exception.

Every night at [-]:[-], the power is cut off at [-]:[-], and the power is cut off at [-]:[-] on weekends and holidays. Now at this time, Song Muqing has to go up to the fourth floor to ask them for a USB drive, so he has to go through the dark.

Later, Tao Fang persuaded Song Muqing several times in a row before he persuaded Song Muqing to go to bed. What Tao Fang cares about now is not the USB flash drive, but what he cares about is how to deal with the text message just now. He is not sure whether that person will appear here or not. A little more work relationship, or out of selfishness...

Thinking of this, Tao Fang suddenly grinned self-deprecatingly, he is really cute, to have such a possibility for such a person, it is really single for too long, and his brain circuit is so silly.

Tao Fang felt lazy just lying down, he didn't even give himself a chance to fight with his eyelids, and went directly to find Duke Zhou.

When Fang Qi came out from the shower, he found that the light in the second bedroom was still on, and the door was not closed. He thought Tao Fang was still busy, and just about to come in to remind him, he found that he was lying on the bed and fell asleep, with his mobile phone still in his hand. In the middle of the night, the notebook was half-slung on his stomach, and most of the two long legs were hanging out.

I'm afraid I haven't slept for a short time, a circle of deep water marks spread from the quilt under Tao Mian's head, but I fell asleep unconsciously.

Just now I almost told him to "dry my hair before going to sleep", Fang Qi felt that he should be more verbose to Tao Fang, and a few more words of advice can never go wrong.

After he went there lightly and liberated Tao Fang's cell phone and notebook, he was in trouble. The thick smoky makeup on Tao Fang's eyes really made him unable to make the decision to wake him up.

Fortunately, the socket was close, so Fang Qi took out the hair dryer from the drawer and plugged it in, moved Tao Fang's hairy head, which was still drenched in water, to his lap, turned on a warm air, and started blowing it slowly, one by one. Fuck, Tao Fang slept soundly, without any sign of being woken up.

Fang Qi felt the texture of the hair in his hand, it wasn't too soft, but with a bit of toughness between soft and hard, very similar to Tao Fang himself, the skin looked like real skin, and when he got angry, he really had a bad temper.

Inevitably, Fang Qi remembered the way Tao Fang fought with someone that day, no, it was the way he beat someone. To be honest, this was not the first time he remembered it.

Apart from the initial moment of astonishment, Fang Qi actually had psychological predictions about Tao Fang's almost violent outburst. As for where the basis came from, Fang Qi himself couldn't tell, it was just intuition.

This vase boy is not a vase at all, he is professional and skilled, he can fight and smoke, but he doesn't skip classes casually, yes, he also drinks, but he probably likes foreign wine.

There is nothing wrong with him when you don't mess with him, but when he gets upset, swearing is light, and you should be thankful if you don't fight with you. He is a master who is not easy to provoke at all.

But it is definitely not true to say that Tao Mian can't hold his breath and can't hide things, at least Fang Qi knows that Tao Mian almost retreats and retreats in the matter of his senior's studio, for what purpose Please understand and understand.

No one is a paper person, everyone is a complex multi-faceted aggregate, yes, but inexplicably, Fang Qi always feels that something is wrong. .