serious about love

Before the banquet was over, I recommended the game to Jiang Muxing. I reviewed all the skills of the scenery and characters, and said that I could be his master and help him level up. He was not interested. Why did you ask this time?

"Squad leader, do you want to play?"

Jiang Muxing's tone was cold: "Just ask."

"Oh." Yan Hao said the name of the game, and wanted to say something more, but the other end hung up.

Jiang Muxing hung up his phone.

Yan Hao listened to the "beep" sound on the phone in astonishment, her ears buzzing, did she do something wrong?

Or did he say something that shouldn't be said, making Jiang Muxing angry?

Yan Hao gnawed at the corner of his mouth, disassembled all the content of the phone call, read it sentence by sentence, and had an unbelievable guess in his heart.

Could it be that Jiang Muxing... feels that he, as his admirer, is now admired by others, so he is upset?

For example, Yang Cong is very good at playing basketball, and he has a lot of praise for his good banquet.

Once I watched him play a game and found that the opponent's center forward was very strong. After the game, he praised him casually.

Yang Cong reacted greatly, his face was as smelly as a stone in a latrine, saying that he was shameless, and that his dignity was insulted.

And threatened that Yan Hao betrayed himself.

Throwing away those exaggerated elements of Yang Cong, it is true that he is unhappy.

The more Yan Hao thinks about it, the more he thinks it's not impossible, Jiang Muxing is calmer than his peers, he is also a boy, and he has similarities.

But the problem is, I don't worship Song Ran, Yan Hao thought irritably.

How come there is a sense of panic that my loyalty has been questioned, and my boyfriend has misunderstood me to be different...

Yan Hao's cheeks are hot, he is both disturbed and fond of this delusion, because there is intimacy first, and then there will be betrayal.

As long as there is a little ups and downs in Jiang Muxing's heart, it means that he is a very special one among the many admirers, and it's not that what he does or says is meaningless.

Yanhao moved a little further away from the pavilion and dialed Jiang Muxing's number.

That Jiang Muxing game guide just read the beginning: "Speak."

Yanhao put the hood on his head, and rubbed his feet on the small pebbles on the ground: "Squad leader, why did you hang up on me just now?"

No emotion could be heard in Jiang Muxing's voice: "There is something to do."

Yanhao said, "What's the matter?"

Before Jiang Muxing could respond, after the banquet was over, he said lightly, "Do you search for games online?"

Jiang Muxing: "..."

The phone was very quiet, Yanhao heard Jiang Muxing's breathing, and suddenly felt very close to him at this second.

"Squad leader, if you want to play, I will take you next year."

Jiang Muxing paused slightly: "Next year?"

"Yeah." The corners of Yan Hao's mouth curled up, "I'm going to take the A University exam. I'm going to be nervous about studying for the exam. I don't have time to play games. I plan to uninstall it and install it after the college entrance examination."

Jiang Muxing said for a while: "Can you bear it?"

Yan is funny: "Yes."

Because I like chasing your footsteps more than games.

Before hanging up the phone, Yan Hao said in a low voice: "Squad leader, I only worship you."

Hang up immediately after finishing the conversation.

-

Yan Hao waited for the heat on his face to subside before returning to the pavilion.

Song Ran seemed to have almost digested it, only curious: "Hi Yan, what's your name in the game?"

"Take whatever you want." Yanhao said, "My little girl, my little friend."

Song Ran: "..."

Yan Hao politely asked: "What about you?"

Song Ran looked like he couldn't bear to look back on the past: "I lost the bet with my friend."

The banquet is well expected, Song Ran's image is too inconsistent with that name: "Yang Cong didn't know it was you."

Song Ran's expression changed: "Don't tell him."

Yanhao said, "I can't hide it."

Song Ran put the glasses back on: "Then I'll tell him."

Yan Hao has no objection, he really doesn't want to get involved in this matter, Yang Cong's anger is for Song Ran to extinguish by himself.

Song Ran patted Yan Hao on the shoulder, and the brotherhood in the game gradually spread to reality: "Since we are old buddies, we will play together in school in the future."

Yan Hao blew the broken hair on his eyes: "It's better to say goodbye, the old class will come to me to talk to Yang Cong, and tell us not to affect your study."

Song Ran's eyes twitched: "Then how can Lao Jiang do it?"

Yan Hao said with a natural smile: "I didn't have much contact with him at school, let alone play together."

Song Ran pushed his glasses: "As far as his situation is concerned, it's an exception."

Yanhao's heart beat faster: "An exception?"

"Very much." Song Ran said, "Lao Jiang regards you as a friend."

When he said those two words, he was inexplicably a little vague, as if he was not very sure, there was something wrong.

Song Ran ignored it after a second: "Let's put it this way, in class, someone asked Lao Jiang to talk about a topic, and he would talk about it when he had time, and he would also get help with other problems. What to do well, in front of the squad leader, the relevant responsibilities are done well, nothing else."

"Lao Jiang just acts according to the rules. Principles come first. He is polite and distant, keeping a line between himself and everyone."

"As my deskmate for two years, I only stepped in a little bit, but he removed the line in front of you and let you enter his private domain. This is too rare, and you are really an exception."

Everything between the lines is unbelievable.

Good heart beating wildly.

Sure enough, if you talk to Song Ran more, you will be pleasantly surprised.

Jiang Muxing must have never known that he was in the same class as him before, and he couldn't remember his name.

To be able to participate in his life from someone, to classmates, to very rare friends, the progress has really been very good.

Yanhao comforted herself, looking at Song Ran as if she was reading a bunch of information.

Song Ran was a little scared: "By the way, buddy, you are a dark horse at the end of the term."

"To tell you the truth, you advanced 41, the span is too big, this is very rare in No. [-] middle school, let alone our key science class, I was a little skeptical, after all, I don't know you very well."

Song Ran was very calm: "I don't think that way now. We have been playing games together for almost two years. I can definitely trust your character."

Yan laughed a lot: "I found someone to make up the lessons."

Song Ran didn't show a trace of surprise, there was no other possibility except this, and the person he was looking for was really awesome, he could make a bottom person rush into the middle and upper class in such a short time, he didn't ask who it was, there was no need, It can also cause resentment.

"The best way to deal with rumors is strength. Keep up with your first monthly exam in the third year of high school, and no one will talk about it later."

Yan Hao thought, Jiang Muxing might want him to enter the top [-], then [-], and then top [-]. It's scary to think about it, so don't think about it, just bite the bullet and rush.

"Of course it's best if you can keep it up. You have to work hard in the third year of high school."

Song Ran felt novel about his sudden improvement: "Then the game is no longer playing?"

"I can't afford to play, wait until the college entrance examination is over." Yan Hao threw him a candy, "Yang Cong can play, you two can find someone in the union to form a team together."

Song Ran caught the sugar and took a look: "Apple flavor."

Yan Hao lightly raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Song Ran didn't say anything, Lao Jiang also ate candy of this flavor, a brand.

Discovered by accident.

Something flashed through Song Ran's mind, and a couple not far away laughed loudly, which disrupted his thoughts, and he didn't connect again.

-

After July, Yan Hao started to get irritable.

The grades at the end of the semester met expectations, we went to the beach and the bar, and there was only one goal, which was to find a way to get Jiang Muxing to move to his apartment during the summer vacation.

Seeing that the summer vacation is coming to an end.

Yan Hao was looking for opportunities while brushing up on the questions every day, and Huang Xu helped him a vital part in this wish.

That day was two days before school started, and Jiang Muxing was correcting Yan Hao's papers.

Huang Xu called and said that he took a temporary performance out of town, and he was already on his way. He also said that the key to his house was kept by a friend on the third floor. When he asked Jiang Muxing to move things there, he would find The other party takes it.

Yanhao heard half of it, enough for him to guess completely, and he thanked Huang Xu several times in his heart.

"Squad leader, are you moving?"

Jiang Muxing continued to correct the paper, but there was no expression: "Yes."

Yan Hao took a pomegranate in his hand: "Then what about where you live now?"

Jiang Muxing said, "It's rented."

Yan Hao didn't react for a moment: "Huh?"

"The house is rented, and it's due." Jiang Muxing's eyes were half closed, and his mood didn't fluctuate much. "The landlord will rent it to the next resident."

Yanhao dug into the pomegranate rind with his fingertips. The rent was reasonable. If it was a bought house, no matter how small or old it was, it would be a fortune. Jiang Muxing must have sold it long ago to pay off the debt.

He pursed his lips: "I think you seem to have lived for a long time." The traces of life are very heavy.

Jiang Muxing turned over the paper: "Gao Yi rented it."

Yanhao was a little surprised, it was only two years ago, just like the apartment he rented, he picked out a piece of pomegranate peel, and picked around along that side.

Jiang Muxing's life suddenly fell into a trough, and he tried his best to slowly climb up and stay away from the trough.

It shows that the previous residence of the Little House was even worse and more dilapidated.

Yan Hao's throat was very dry: "Move to Brother Xu?"

Jiang Muxing looked away from the paper and landed on Yan Hao's face opposite.

Yan Hao lowered his eyes and picked the pomegranate peel piece by piece, so that he didn't feel any pain even if a fingernail was about to turn over.

Jiang Muxing stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

Yan Hao was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook his head: "No, no, I'm going to finish it."

Jiang Muxing directly brought the pomegranate over.

Yan Yan looked at him peeling the remaining pomegranate skin, and found this action pleasing to the eye: "Squad leader, what type of apartment is brother Xu's house? Is it easy to live in?"

"He and the band members remodeled an old warehouse, and they all lived in it," Jiang Muxing said. "The place is big and there are rooms."

Yanhao sneaked a glance at him: "It's not suitable, the band needs to practice songs, you can't read books, and it also affects your sleep."

Jiang Muxing kept moving his hands and raised his eyes.

Yan Hao put his hands under the table, scratching at random with his left and right hands. Since they are friends, it shouldn't be a weird thing to invite them to live together. He exhaled softly: "Squad leader, why don't you just come to my place."

There was no joy or anger on Jiang Muxing's face: "Come here?"

Yan Hao looked at the desktop: "Didn't you say you want to help me get into A University? You're here, you can help me better, and I'm close to the school, which saves you time on the road."

Jiang Muxing kept peeling the pomegranate, and still looked at Yan Hao, but he didn't say a word, making it hard to guess.

Yan Hao gradually became flustered under Jiang Muxing's gaze, and he said without thinking: "My dad also meant the same thing, he thinks there is a vacant room in the apartment, you come to live, it will be more convenient to make up lessons."

I'm sorry Dad, whether my son's wish can be realized or not depends on this.

-

The atmosphere at the table was quiet, and Jiang Muxing did not express his opinion.

Yan Hao's heart sank continuously, the blood on his face faded away, his whole body was languid from head to toe, covered in a dull color, Jiang Muxing's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Do you lock the door at night when you sleep?"

"???" The banquet is good.

Jiang Muxing gave him the peeled pomegranate, his eyes were so deep that he couldn't see the bottom: "Lock it."

Yan Hao looked at Jiang Muxing subconsciously, and felt that there was an electric current in his eyes, which made his limbs hot, and his breathing was soft. He looked at him as if he was bewitched, and nodded obediently: "Okay, lock."

Jiang Muxing fished the tissue box in front of him, took one out, and wiped his hands slowly: "Then I'll come over."

The tone is flat and a little unreal.

Yan Hao's mind went blank for a moment, and he was dumbfounded.

Jiang Muxing's peripheral vision swept over his slightly parted soft lips, and his throat slid up and down: "Forget it, I'd better go to Huang Xu."

"Isn't everything settled?"

Yan Hao stood up abruptly, his eyes were wet with anxiety, his face was flushed, and he spoke quickly: "Lock the door, okay, I promise you, after you move here, I promise to check the door every day before going to bed, Make sure it's locked."

The air pressure around Jiang Muxing suddenly dropped.

Yanhao looked bewildered and confused, so should my door be locked or not?

How about I lock one, three, five, two, four, six, and draw lots on Sunday?