don't you regret

Gu Di's tone was light and light, but the three people in the convoy "wow" all of them had antennas growing out of their ears.

The silence of the air is filled with the atmosphere of wanting to listen to gossip.

Zhuang Song's private chat started to ring.

- Autumn: Is there a story!

-Feather Wings: Seek Gossip QAQ

Zhuang Song: "..."

Why do these two people think that he will know!

Zhuang Song is naturally pretending to be stupid, not to mention that he doesn't know the whole picture.

After replying "I don't know", the two retreated resentfully.

These conversations were happening secretly, but on the surface they were still lined up in a harmonious atmosphere.

But Zhuang Song was also curious, and with a mentality of watching the excitement, he sent a message to Gu Yan.

-Why did you block Yuan Zai, she confessed to you?

-No.

- so what did she say

- Didn't she tell you?

Zhuang Song was stunned, so did Yuan Zai really tell Gu Di that he liked him?

That's enough.

But because of this, Gu Yi blocked Yuan Zai, even if Yuan Zai took the black for him, thinking about it, it makes people feel uncomfortable, but this kind of discomfort has nothing to do with Yuan Zai.

Zhuang Song sent again.

- so you don't want to hear people say this.

Gu Yi replied several times in a row this time.

-no.

- because she talked about you behind your back

- stop asking

Zhuang Song looked at the three lines of words, and the phrase "that's why" remained in the chat box for a long time, but he was reluctant to send it out.

He is still avoiding, but in the final analysis, Gu Yi died for Yuan Zai for him, and he doesn't need words to explain that he treats Zhuang Song differently than he treats others.

Let him go this time.

Yuan Zai disappeared into the convoy like ripples on the water, and Zhuang Song canceled her live broadcast room.

Gu Yan seemed to feel sorry for Zhuang Song because of this incident, and started to order three meals a day, ordering takeaway for him in various ways, even including milk tea and fruit afternoon tea.

Zhuang Song received six takeaways on the first day, and felt like he gained two catties after eating.

At this time, it is reflected that the big anchor is really not short of money.

Every meal is delivered across the city, a big brand that Zhuang Song has seen on the local food tweet account.

In terms of expenses, Gu Yan did not avoid Zhuang Song, and the small receipts pasted on the outside of the packaging bag made Zhuang Song think of the word "extravagant and lustful" from time to time.

Of course, Zhuang Song is not at ease to let Gu Yi spend money like this. He sent a message to tell him not to order any more. Gu Yi said, "You don't have to eat it." How can Zhuang Song not eat it? , he forcibly transferred two sums of money to Gu Yi, and Gu Yi reluctantly reduced the level of takeaway consumption, and simplified it to three meals in the morning, lunch and evening.

But it is still the same, and every meal is ordered with great care.

There are no different styles within three days, but they all suit Zhuang Song's taste.

This feeling is really like being in love, and even many people don't treat their lovers so well. Zhuang Song was fed like this for a week, and he started to drift a little again, so he clicked into Gu Yi's live broadcast room.

It just so happened that Gu Yan was ordering takeaway again, flipping through his phone seriously, his eyes were dark, his nose was narrow and straight, like a painting.

The barrage said:

- Ordering takeaway again?

"Yeah." Gu Yan raised his eyes and glanced at the bullet screen, raised the corners of his mouth, his lips were red and his teeth were white.

-Order some takeaway for us anytime.

"That can't be ordered." Gu Yan said with a smile, "I'll open a lottery. If you have a fan card, you can send a barrage, and draw 10 52, which is enough for you to order a takeaway."

Then the barrage was overwhelmed by the lottery, occasionally floating over to ask questions.

- How about ordering takeout for your partner? Smile so happily.

"No." Gu Yan said, "Friend."

- What kind of friend?

"Very good friend." Gu Yan lowered his eyes to look at the takeaway again, ignored the fans' gossip, and then looked at the barrage after ordering, "Did you win the lottery? Directly message my account number if you win."

Skip the topic directly.

Zhuang Song knocked on the table unconsciously with his fingers, his knuckles turned red.

It wasn't until the little cat "meowed" that it reacted and let go.

Ok.

friend.

-

These few days Zhuang Song is actually very busy with his studies. He watched Gu Di’s live broadcast that day, and he was not in a good mood. The tutor happened to have a project, so he stayed in the laboratory.

He didn't completely avoid Gu Yan, but he was still a little distant consciously or unconsciously.

Gu Di ordered takeaways for him a few more times, but there was no one at home, so he only ordered once at night.

Zhuang Song knew that for Gu Yan, he would feel at ease when he was treated well by him. If you neglected him for no reason, he would feel that you were going to break up with him, and he would react very badly.

For example, after a trip after graduating from the college entrance examination, Gu Yi and Zhuang Song got along a little too much. Zhuang Song was afraid that he would not be able to control himself, so he avoided him for a while. squat him.

After all, Zhuang Song still has hope for Gu Yan, or even if this hope is basically close to zero, he still thinks about the love and kindness he has treated him over the years, and he doesn't want to make trouble, so he accepts it. Feed once a day, and reply to messages one after another.

This day, his program crashed the computer several times, so the time to go back was later than expected. Originally, Gu Yi had asked him to play games at night, but he was late.

Thinking that Gu Yi had dove him before, Zhuang Song didn't have any psychological burden on Gu Yi, so he continued to stay in the laboratory until late after talking to him.

- is it over

-Hello?

-[probe.gif]

- ok say it

Zhuang Song replied "1", and Gu Yan's call came in.

The sunset has not yet come to an end, the campus is covered with the evening breeze, and the clear silhouette of the teaching building is reflected under the dark pink and black mottled sky.

"The experiment is over, Xueba." Gu Yan said.

The teasing tone with a slight smile, coupled with this title, is especially easy to recall the high school years.

"Don't be a bully." Zhuang Song relaxed because of his tone, and said with a smile, "The computer crashed at least eight times today."

"Being able to kill the computer already shows that you are a master of learning." Gu Yan said, "Normal people don't have this opportunity."

"Sweet words." Zhuang Song said.

Gu Yan asked, "How long did it take you to get home?"

"Ten minutes." Zhuang Song said, "Did you not broadcast live today? Call me if you have time."

"It will open later, and I won't be able to call people in the afternoon, and I don't bother to queue alone." Gu Yan said.

Chatting casually like this, Zhuang Song bought some roasted cold noodles downstairs by the way, Gu Yan said "hey" when he heard him talking to the stall owner: "I'll order you a takeaway."

"No." Zhuang Song refused.

"I don't like the takeaway I ordered." Gu Yan said.

"That's not it." Zhuang Song said, "I order takeaway every day, and I can't afford it."

Gu Yan clicked his tongue: "I don't want you to pay it back."

It would be a bit dangerous to continue talking about this topic. Zhuang Song didn't plan to chat everything to death, so he automatically ignored what Gu Yan said, and cut out to watch the WeChat group.

After looking at it, he found that the instructor told him that he would go to the circular line laboratory in the western suburbs at six o'clock tomorrow morning to run a real car.

Zhuang Song and others have been doing real car tests for a long time. Of course, this cannot be missed, but the western suburbs are tens of kilometers away from the school, and it is impossible for the bus to pass there. one.

"What's wrong?" Gu Yan asked after seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Zhuang Song talked to Gu Yi, and while talking, he looked at the numbers jumping on the waiting interface of the online car-hailing car, feeling incredible: "Why is no one taking the order, such a long road and such a fat order, I don't understand."

"It seems to be raining tomorrow, no one wants to run so far and get stuck in traffic," Gu Yan said.

"Damn." Zhuang Song suddenly had a headache. No one wants to run long distances because of bad weather, but the opportunity in the laboratory does not wait for him, and he really wants to go.

"Then I'll take a taxi there now, and I can make do with a night there at night." Zhuang Song sighed, "I won't play games."

"Don't." Gu Yan said, "The western suburbs are all villages, where is there a hotel for you to stay in?"

"What's the matter?" Zhuang Song was a little annoyed by his constant rebuttals, "It means I'll get up early tomorrow morning to try my luck?"

"No." Gu Yan smiled, "I have a driver's license."