he's just my boyfriend

After a long time, Tao Fang and Zhang Qiqi finally met again.

It was still the familiar presidential suite.

Tao Mian hugged her arms and shook her legs, watching Zhang Qiqi take out her homework one by one and show it to herself.

The culture class in her school has long been suspended, and Zhang Qiqi, just as she promised when she called Tao Fang last time to apologize, would find her classmates every day to ask what homework was left in the school, and then try her best to finish it after training.

Today is Tao Fang's first class after losing his temper, Zhang Qiqi's last tutoring before going out to play games, and the last class of this semester.

"In this class, I will help you briefly review everything you have learned before. Although I don't expect you to answer all the questions I asked in the next semester, at least don't ask three questions."

Even though he accepted Zhang Qiqi's sincere apology, Tao Fang still had a very clear understanding of her urination.

Zhang Qiqi nodded like pounding garlic.

Maybe it's because Yu Wei is still there, this class went very smoothly.

Tao Fang, who has always been a procrastinator, actually dismissed a class early in a serious manner.

Even when Zhang Qiqi sent Fang Qi a message saying that she was out of class, Fang Qi thought she had pissed off Tao Fang again, and refused to teach her.

It is reasonable for Tao Fang not to go back to the dormitory this Saturday, and to wait for Fang Qi to get off work and go home together.

But his textbooks were left in the dormitory, so he couldn’t do his film history homework. He sent messages to Song Muqing and Dakui asking them to take some photos of the textbooks, but he didn’t hear back.

Tao Fang weighed things up and down, and decided to go downstairs with Zhang Qiqi.

Tonight I will obediently go back to the dormitory to do my homework. The film history teacher is a bit of a grinder, and I have to pay it on Monday, so I dare not neglect it.

Waiting downstairs, Xiao Zhang, who was about to send Zhang Qiqi back to school, saw that Tao Fang was there, so he knew he was going back to the dormitory.

Tao Fang rejected his enthusiastic suggestion that he wanted to send himself back to school first, and said, "I'll just take a taxi and go back. It's getting late, Brother Zhang, hurry up and send Qiqi back."

The closer to winter, the sooner it will get dark outside.

Tao Mian waited for an online car-hailing car for only seven or eight minutes, but the sky above was completely dark.

Looking at the neon lights of various colors flashing outside the car window, Tao Fang sent a message to Fang Qi, saying that he would go back to the dormitory tonight.

He was unprepared for what he was about to face.

When we arrived at the downstairs of the dormitory, Tao Fang greeted the dormitory auntie, and he was still thinking about it all the way back to the dormitory upstairs.

It's nine o'clock in a few minutes.

It’s easy to say that Dakui didn’t reply at this point, he wasn’t in the dormitory at all today, he was sleeping out with Zhang Jiali, but it was a bit strange that Song Muqing didn’t reply to the news, Tao Fang clearly remembered that Xiao Song said in the dormitory group that he was staying overnight.

This doubt was not solved until he stood at the door of 330—looking through the two small closed windows on the door, it was pitch black inside, with no light coming through—Xiao Song must have gone to bed?

So early?not comfortable?

Tao Fang stretched out his arms softly and touched the key on the threshold.

Xiao Song was a light sleeper, and Tao Fang was careful even when he inserted the key into the keyhole, not wanting to wake him up, and the "click" when he turned the key to open the lock was almost negligible.

But Tao Fang slowly opened the door, and just about to step in, he was startled by the sound coming from inside and stopped in his tracks.

Tao Fang knew what the sound meant even if he hadn't cooked meat before, not to mention he made a similar sound with Fang Qi just last night.

Although those errands are very depressing, Xiao Song's bed is right next to the door, and the bed helps him "creak" and screams non-stop.

Tao Fang and the two people in the bed curtain were only separated by a bed curtain, so they could hear everything clearly.

Kind of embarrassing.

Tao Fang got half of his body stuck in the crack of the door, whether he was going in or out, he even controlled his breathing very carefully, for fear of disturbing the people inside.

Thousands of thoughts rushed into his mind at once, why didn't he think of this possibility... Really disturbing, disturbing...

Unable to do so, Tao Fang had no choice but to back out again, and closed the door silently and skillfully according to the springing lock.

Adhering to the principle of acting and doing a complete set, Tao Fang closed the door and exited, not to mention, and retreated several meters in a row, as if the rewind button was pressed.

After standing still, Tao Fang took a deep breath, and walked back with a "thump, thud, thump" that shook the ground, his posture was really quite big.

Worried that the two of them were too involved in their work, Tao Fang tremblingly cleaned most of the dust on the threshold before taking the key off with a crackling sound.

Even inserting the key to open the door did not dare to succeed once.

Tao Fang let go of his hand silently, let the key in his hand do a free fall, and heard it hit the ground several times before bending over to pick it up.

In short, it is how the noise comes, the door opens as if it has Parkinson's.

Sure enough, when Tao Fang slammed the door open with a rough "swish", all the strange sounds in the dormitory had stopped, and the silence was trying to hide it.

Tao Fang pretended that he didn't know there was anyone in the dormitory, and raised his hand to switch on the light by the door.

A voice suddenly came from Song Muqing's bed curtain: "Da Kui?"

It was Xiao Song's voice, it sounded quite normal.

Tao Fang was very cooperative and was taken aback: "Oh, fuck it, you are in the dormitory, I thought you went out with Jin Yang and haven't come back yet."

Song Muqing in the bed curtain seemed a little surprised, Tao Fang's body also liked to make such loud noises.

"Are you coming to live tonight?"

The insider Tao Fang heard a trace of nervousness from his words.

Tao Mian immediately denied it: "No, no, I'll come back and get a film history. The homework is due on Monday. I'll leave immediately after I get the book."

"Oh……"

In order not to arouse the suspicion of the people inside, Tao Fang greeted specially: "I'm bothering you to sleep yet, why did you go to bed so early today and feel uncomfortable?"

The person in the bed curtain went down the donkey along the slope: "Well, a little bit, last night I played late for classmate Jin Yang's birthday."

"That's it, then you go on, I'm leaving, I won't trouble you." Tao Fang hurriedly put on his film history book, and rolled out of the dormitory in three steps at a time.

It wasn't until standing under the dormitory building, blowing the cool breeze that Tao Fang came back to his senses, and belatedly took out his mobile phone to send a message to Fang Qi.

-Mr. Caller, Mr. Caller, the blood tank here is empty, ask for support, ask for support.

After going back and forth like this, it was time for Fang Qi to get off work.

The news over there was returned quickly.

- what happened to the dormitory?

-Here is a kid who almost ruined a good thing, come and pick him up.

- East Gate, quarter of an hour.

-oj

The message to Fang Qi was almost using the last remaining power of Tao Fang's mobile phone. He went to the nearby supermarket to buy a box of fresh milk to soothe his still-uncalmed heart before it was cool.

After leaving the supermarket, Tao Fang ran into Han Jie as soon as he bit the straw into his mouth.

In autumn, I wear a jersey vest and big pants, sweating profusely like the group of people around me, and it looks like I just got off the basketball court.

If they hadn't met at this moment, Tao Fang would never have remembered that there was such a person, the two seemed to have not seen each other for a long time.

Han Jie also saw Tao Fang, he patted the shoulders of his brothers and let them go in first: "Bring me a bottle of Coke."

Tao Fang bit his straw and nodded at him, jokingly said, "Hello senior."

"Don't make trouble." Han Jie shoved him, "Why are you here?"

Tao Fang pretended to be wronged: "If you have a home, you can't go back."

Unexpectedly, Han Jie took the slap in the next second, and his tone was very serious: "Go to my dormitory."

Tao Fang waved his hands straight: "No, no, just kidding, I'm going out to live, I'm going out to live."

So far, both of them are stagnant.

The first time Tao Fang posted a photo of Fang Qi in Moments, Han Jie sent him a private message to ask him. After Tao Fang briefly stated Fang Qi's status in the palace, the chat between the two stopped.

Han Jie's handsome face showed a trace of imperceptible loneliness: "With... your boyfriend?"

Tao Fang acted as if he didn't see anything, nodded and nodded: "Well, he's waiting for me at the east gate, let's go first."

After speaking, he raised his feet and walked like flying, just begging Han Jie behind him not to understand the form and say something that made his head hurt.

Tao Fang saw Fang Qi's car before leaving the east gate.

But when he approached, he was a little surprised. The driver's seat was not Fang Qi, but Secretary Zhao?

"Boss Fang is drinking, so I'll drive for you." Secretary Zhao pushed up his glasses and explained.

"You were out of the office just now." Tao Fang glanced at the people in the back seat, wrinkled his nose and sniffed, "White?"

Fang Qi confessed honestly: "There is a dinner party tonight, so I had some drinks."

Tao Mian felt that he wasn't talking nonsense, judging from the alcohol concentration in the air in the car, he should indeed just "drink a little".

Secretary Zhao was about to start the car when Tao Fang yelled to stop: "I'll come, I'll come, you go home."

"You can drive?" Secretary Zhao made no secret of his doubts.

"Don't look down on people, Brother Zhao, you're already an old driver." Tao Fang knew how to drive early, and went to the license exam as soon as he was full.

Secretary Zhao still felt something was wrong, but the immediate boss in the back seat said: "You go home."

"Then...Xiao Tao, be careful on the road, and you must pay attention to safety!"

After Zhao Laomazi got out of the car, he didn't look away until he watched Tao Fang start the car smoothly and disappear from sight, ready to place an order for the car to take him home.

Tao Fang didn't ask why Fang Qi, who didn't usually attend the drinking party, suddenly joined in. After taking a few gulps of the last few drops of fresh milk, he turned the car key and was ready to go on the road.

Turning around at the crossroads, Tao Fang stared at the jumping red lights in front of him and counted: "Xinxi Community, 15 yuan."

Fang Qi frowned: "We can all go to Qiyue Plaza."

"Do you think it's too expensive? If you think it's too expensive, then go down."

"You kicked out my free secretary and charged me money."

Brother Fang, who was driving after the milk, said confidently: "It doesn't matter."

Taking advantage of the queen's power, Tao Fang ordered Fang Qi to act as a model for his elective courses every Thursday after get off work.

Fang Qi asked what he was doing specifically, but Tao Fang didn't say anything, he just said that he would know when he went.

Although Fang Qi added Dakui's WeChat account, he couldn't see the comments below, and naturally he didn't expect that the so-called "massage" was Tao Fang's elective course.

The author has something to say: Tao Mian: I wish everyone a happy Chinese Valentine's Day in advance!

Me: Brother Xie Crab, let’s have fun together!

Tao Mian: You don't celebrate festivals, why are you having fun together?

I:……