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In the end Wen Huancheng still gave him his phone number, although he didn't understand why Zhou Yanchuan was so persistent.

The days at the end of the semester passed quickly, and he had been living at home. In fact, he was no longer depressed, but he just couldn't go back to face Qu Yi, and he felt a little guilty.

In the dormitory group, Hong Jianguo and Qu Yi often talked, and it was the same as before, but only the green hat villain Qu Yi and the red hat villain Hong Jianguo remained on the page.

The villain in the orange hat, Wen Huancheng, has been doing self-reflection in the small black room.

After PGI, he knew that Ba Ba was equal to Jin Yuan, and the day before New Year's Eve, he learned that Jin Yuan was going to accompany Qu Yi to celebrate the Spring Festival, and he was depressed for several days, feeling that his relationship for more than ten years was not as good as that of him for more than a month.

Heartbroken.

Lin Yu couldn't stand it anymore, and chatted with him once. After listening to it, his mind was in a mess, and various thoughts were swaying.

The vibrating phone interrupted his thoughts.

Zhou Yanchuan sent him a bunch of messages every day...

[I was fined for sorting garbage...]

[What should I do if the navigation is wrong? I am in xxxx now and I am going to xxxx. How should I go? 】

[Zhou Kai is so annoying, I don't want to eat the restaurant he booked, please recommend me a delicious place]

[Milk tea is delicious, let me order a takeaway for you]

[I was touched in the gym, can I call back? 】

【Would you like to go to the playground tomorrow】

[The next door is under renovation, so noisy, I can't sleep. 】

【I have insomnia】

……

In short, they were all trivial things, Wen Huancheng could only reply to him one by one, sometimes he just sent a voice message to scold him when he was too annoying, and then started talking again.

And Zhou Yanchuan rewarded him quite generously. In addition to successfully upgrading to become a qualified web surfing player, he also cobbled together an article on New Year's Eve, "Get rid of the old year, celebrate the new year, and the whole family is happy and happy." Congratulations on the small composition.

It is simply the winner of the Best Internet Chatterbox Award during the Spring Festival.

Wen Huancheng sighed, moved his finger away from the hang up button, pressed the answer button, and before Zhou Yanchuan could speak, he said, "Okay, why don't I go out with you to play?"

They made an appointment to meet at the door of the Squirrel Bar, and agreed that Wen Huancheng would not drive, so he arrived late, found the license plate, and locked the window.

Zhou Yanchuan stared at him as he sat in the passenger seat: "You're here."

"Yes, I'm here." Wen Huancheng felt that he was too mentally retarded to answer such a question, so he added, "Welcome."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yan faxed: "Welcome." The tone was strangely excited.

"..." Wen Huancheng leaned on the back of the chair, "Where do you want to go, I'll see if there is any place I have been to, and I will be a free guide for you."

In fact, Zhou Yanchuan can go anywhere, he just wants to be with Wen Huancheng, so he said: "Walk around, don't need to go to scenic spots."

Wen Huancheng: "Then you drive."

Wen Huancheng found a coffee shop with a beautiful environment.

"..." Wen Huancheng got out of the car, "Is this what you said to come out to play?"

Zhou Yanchuan nodded seriously.

Wen Huan said deliberately, okay, this child's brain circuit is really different from ordinary people.

He glanced unintentionally, and stopped: "Your shoes..."

Zhou Yanchuan moved his feet: "What a coincidence."

They have the same shoes.

Wen Huancheng let out a "huh": "What a coincidence."

Zhou Yanchuan raised his brows almost imperceptibly.

When he took Wen Huancheng home that day, he found that they were a pair of shoes, and he specially wore them today to see if he could make a pair of shoes for a couple.

I didn't expect it to come together.

When the two of them entered, there were quite a lot of people inside. Wen Huancheng said "VIP, Ms. Lin Yu" at the service desk, and took Zhou Yanchuan directly to the VIP seat on the top floor.

"Have you been here?" Zhou Yanchuan asked.

"Come here, you should." He sat down, ordered a glass of Americano for himself, and let Zhou Yanchuan choose by himself.

Zhou Yanchuan: "My lemonade is fine."

Wen Huancheng: "..."

Neither of them spoke a word while they waited for their coffee.

After hearing that Huancheng took out his mobile phone and started playing, Zhou Yanchuan repeatedly regretted that he was too bad at chatting.

"What are you... doing at home during the winter vacation?"

Wen Huancheng looked up: "Sleep, eat, play games."

"Oh, me too." Zhou Yanchuan said.

Wen Huancheng: "Most people are like this."

"..."

Come on, the sky is dead again.

After the coffee was served, Wen Huancheng put down his phone, Zhou Yanchuan finally thought of a topic, and quickly seized the opportunity: "Jin Yuan and your roommate are celebrating the New Year together."

Wen Huancheng stopped stirring the coffee: "You know again?"

"They said it in the group." Zhou Yanchuan said.

Wen Huancheng was silent for a while, then asked him softly: "What do you think it feels like to like someone?"

Zhou Yanchuan didn't catch his words, thought for a while, looked at Zhou Yanchuan's lips, and said seriously: "I want to kiss him."

Wen Huancheng lowered his eyes, wanting to kiss him...

But he didn't want to kiss Qu Yi, at most he wanted to stroke his furry head.

"I want to kiss you." Zhou Yanchuan said.

Wen Huancheng was still thinking that if he didn't want to kiss Qu Yi, it meant he didn't like Qu Yi, so he responded to Zhou Yanchuan, "Oh." Two seconds later, "Huh?"

"I want to kiss you." Zhou Yanchuan said again.

The equation in Wen Huancheng's mind reappeared.

I think kissing you means I like you.

"I like you." Zhou Yanchuan stared straight at him.

Wen Huancheng was dodged by his staring eyes: "Stop making trouble with Zhou Yanchuan."

"I didn't make trouble." Zhou Yanchuan said, "I like you, it's true."

Wen Huancheng took a deep breath: "You and I had some intimacy before... so what, but this is not liking. You have only met me a few times and said a few words, and you like it."

"But I miss you every day." Zhou Yanchuan said.

Wen Huancheng was covered in goosebumps by his numbness: "You just changed your living environment and are more lonely. In fact, if you stay longer, you will make friends." He thought for a while, "Don't always be so cold, Take the initiative to care about others.”

Zhou Yanchuan looked at him with disappointment and grievance in his eyes.

"..." Wen Huancheng couldn't take it anymore, "You said you're not gay anymore, how could you like men, and I... I don't like men either, I just confirmed it."

Zhou Yanchuan asked him: "You don't like me, do you?"

Wen Huancheng opened his mouth: "No, you... are quite cute."

"You don't hate me either, and you weren't particularly angry when I kissed you before," Zhou Yanchuan asked, "Then can I chase you?"

Wen Huancheng: "You were beaten three times by me, do you think I'm not particularly angry?"

"Fortunately, you didn't attack hard afterwards." Zhou Yanchuan said, "And you haven't resisted being with me now."

Wen Huancheng couldn't say no to his face, and looked down at the coffee: "It's not whether I resist or hate it, but whether I like it or not. I...have no feelings for you."

"Then how do you feel about me?" Zhou Yanchuan asked, "Do you want to kiss me again?"

"I don't." Wen Huancheng immediately refused.

Zhou Yanchuan's sadness was shown on his face, giving Wen Huancheng the feeling that he had kidnapped an innocent boy, God knows he was the one who was kissed forcibly in the first place.

They finally parted ways.

Zhou Yanchuan didn't speak any more after leaving the cafe, until he drove Wen Huancheng downstairs, and finally said, "Goodbye."

When Wen Huancheng turned his head, he always felt that these two words were a bit sad, so he forced his lips together: "Goodbye."

They have not been in touch again.

Zhou Yanchuan never encountered small problems in life 24 hours a day, nor came to him to ask him.

It may have been two or three o'clock in the morning, Wen Huancheng tossed and turned on the bed unable to fall asleep, Zhou Yanchuan's hurt expression could always be seen in front of his eyes, he rubbed his eyes, opened Weibo, and found that there were still a few people relentlessly scolding him every day.

Didn't he just say something bad about Zhou Yanchuan once?

Brain powder.

He sighed, opened WeChat, and saw a message that Zhou Yanchuan sent him a few days ago——

[Zhou Kai gave me seven or eight catties of raw chestnuts... I'm going to heat them up in the microwave, do you like them, or I'll prepare some and give you some]

???

Why didn't I see this before.

He hurried back: [No!Chestnuts that are not open in the microwave will be fried! 】

Zhou Yanchuan didn't return.

He glanced at the time in the chat box again, the message was sent on the day they made an appointment to meet, maybe Zhou Yanchuan's microwave oven went into the trash can early.

"..."

Zhou Yanchuan probably won't talk to himself anymore.

Wen Huancheng scratched his hair, lowered his arms, and suddenly there was a vibration in his palm.

He bent his elbow very quickly.

Zhou Yanchuan.

He said: [Why haven't you slept yet? 】

"..." Wen Huancheng didn't tell the truth, 【I'm a bit busy today. 】

Zhou Yanchuan: 【Oh】

"...Will typing a few more words exhaust you to death?" Wen Huancheng replied to him, 【Eat chestnuts? 】

After waiting for about a minute, Zhou Yanchuan said: 【It exploded, it exploded my hand, and then I was hospitalized. 】

!!!

How serious to be hospitalized!

Wen Huancheng typed: [Where exactly did it explode? 】

He was afraid for Zhou Yanchuan, what if a professional player hurts his hand... Zhou Yanchuan just won the world championship, and there will be a long way to go...

The phone vibrated: [Exploded to many places]

Wen Huancheng imitated a bunch of animations of electrical appliances exploding and flashing sparks in a sci-fi blockbuster, and then Zhou Yanchuan was scratched by the flying debris and sparks on his entire arm.

It would have been nice if he had told Zhou Yanchuan earlier that he couldn't use the microwave.

Zhou Yanchuan said again: [I don't want to stay with Zhou Kai, are you coming to see me? 】

Wen Huancheng didn't want to promise him.

This is very embarrassing, he rejected Zhou Yanchuan's confession, and now he ran over to take care of him, it was always a bit inexplicably ambiguous.

He typed in the chat box: [If you have free time, watch some movies and TV series or something, I won't go there, there are many things at home. 】

Before he had time to send it out, Zhou Yanchuan spoke first: [I changed clothes today and the wound opened. 】

"..."

Wen Huancheng deleted the input box, and said again: [It's cold, it's okay to wear clothes for a few more days, so don't take them off. 】

Zhou Yanchuan: [But I want to change my underwear. 】

"..."

Wen Huancheng: 【It's like you don't need to change your underwear when I go to see you! 】

Zhou Yanchuan: [Come and see me, my hand hurts and I don't want to change the medicine myself. 】

"..."

Damn, are you still being coquettish?

Zhou Yanchuan: [I'll wait for you at home tomorrow, I won't change the medicine if you don't come. 】

Wen Huancheng: "..."

He felt that when Zhou Yanchuan was with him, he was just a little boy who didn't grow up. He didn't know what liking was, so he could say a lot of provocative things with confidence.

He still went the next day and bought three or four bags of fruit for him in the supermarket downstairs, as well as several boxes of disposable gloves, so that Zhou Yanchuan didn't have to wash his hands after eating.

As soon as he stood at the door, the door opened automatically: "Fuck?"

Zhou Yanchuan was wearing a light gray thick sweater and pajama pants, with bandages on his hands, squinting his eyes and smiling a little: "You're here."

"Your house's door automatically senses." Wen Huancheng came in, saw a pair of slippers already placed in the entrance, so he was not polite.

"No, I have been watching the video surveillance at the door." Zhou Yanchuan said.

Wen Huancheng raised his eyelids to look at him, half helpless: "Don't you want to change your medicine, change it."

Zhou Yanchuan twitched his brows: "I changed it."

"Really?" Wen Huancheng glanced at his arm, "Let me see what medicine the doctor prescribed for you."

"..." Zhou Yanchuan hesitated for a while, "I'll get it."

Wen Huancheng picked an apple from the bag, flushed it with water, and bit into it himself first.

"That's all." Zhou Yanchuan came out carrying the bag.

Wen Huancheng opened it with one hand, and took out every medicine inside: "Povidone iodine, erythromycin, bandages... yo, I even prescribed a waterproof band-aid for you. This doctor is so professional."

"After all, he is a doctor in the hospital." Zhou Yanchuan said.

"Yeah," Wen Huancheng put down the apple, sat beside him, and rolled up the sweater along his sleeve, saw that the arm was wrapped like a mummy, couldn't help laughing, and tore off a piece of transparent glue from his upper arm, "Which hospital nurse used transparent glue to stick bandages on you?"

"..."

Wen Huancheng took off his bandage from above: "You also know how to play a full set of plays, and bought all the medicine."

The intact arm and hand appeared in front of his eyes, and Wen Huancheng flung them away dully: "Your medicine can heal a knife wound from cutting vegetables."

"...If I didn't lie to you, you wouldn't come." Zhou Yanchuan said.

"And then, you saw me, what do you want to do?"

Zhou Yanchuan was silent for a while: "If you don't want to do anything, just...look at you." He put the apple on the table to his mouth, "Eat it."

Wen Huancheng was silenced, opened his mouth to bite the apple, and snatched it from Wen Huancheng's hand.

Zhou Yanchuan stared at him intently, Wen Huancheng glared viciously: "What's wrong?"

"You care about me." Zhou Yanchuan said, "I know there is a word called playing hard to get."

"Pfft! Cough, cough, cough..." Wen Huancheng was snatched by Apple, and Zhou Yanchuan immediately grabbed his hands and ran on his back several times.

Wen Huancheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you fucking stupid or cute? Can someone like you survive abroad for 18 years?"

"Fortunately, it's the same as eating, sleeping and playing games." Zhou Yanchuan said, "You don't like me, why did you come to the backstage of the game to find me?"

"I'm fucking..."

"You are here today too, you are worried about my hand." Zhou Yanchuan interrupted him.

Wen Huancheng hesitated to speak, and finally sighed: "All right, all right, your stinky brother is the most reasonable."

"My brother is older, so my brother is more reasonable." Zhou Yanchuan replied fluently, "I listen to my brother."

???

What is the sudden pull of age?who is your brother

And who wants you to listen to me?

"Can you make chestnuts?" Zhou Yanchuan said, "I didn't touch those chestnuts, they are still there."

Wen Huancheng threw the apple core into the trash can: "No."

"Then would you cook anything else?" Zhou Yanchuan said, "I kind of miss the Chinese food in our base."

"Then you go to your aunt who cooks at the base, why are you looking for me." Wen Huancheng stood up, "Since you have nothing to do, I'll go home first."

Zhou Yanchuan grabbed his wrist, and Wen Huancheng immediately pointed at him: "Pull again and I'll hit someone."

He let go of his hand: "I'm hungry."

"Didn't I teach you how to use the delivery software?" Wen Huancheng stood by the door.

Zhou Yanchuan: "Occasionally, I miss my mother's taste."

"Your mother is British, don't think I don't know."

"..." Zhou Yanchuan bowed his head, "Don't go, I have other interesting things."

Wen Huancheng turned his head and looked at his deep facial features combined with his pleading expression. Compared with his usual cold face in front of the camera, his heart softened again.

He opened the door and walked out.

Zhou Yanchuan watched him from the door, his eyes seemed to be parting from life and death.

"Let's go, why are you standing there?" Wen Huancheng said.

"Go...what are you going to do?" Zhou Yanchuan didn't realize it.

Wen Huancheng: "Why don't you buy vegetables?"

"Oh..." He moved, "Wait a minute, I'll change, change clothes."

Wen Huancheng chuckled: "Are you still stuttering?"

"I'm so happy." Zhou Yanchuan strode towards the bedroom, and before going in, he made sure that Wen Huancheng was waiting for him at the door.

When Wen Huancheng was shopping, Zhou Yanchuan introduced his eating habits beside him: "Eggplant is not good, crucian carp soup is not good, coriander is too smelly..."

"I know, the dishes that Zhou Kai cooked for you are not delicious, right?" Wen Huancheng felt that Zhou Yanchuan's personality should not particularly dislike anyone. He put the tomatoes and potatoes into the basket, and said Ask, "Why do you hate him so much?"

Zhou Yanchuan also put the onion in: "He is too hypocritical."

"Oh," Wen Huancheng took out the onion picked by Zhou Yanchuan and replaced it with a fresher one, "I don't like this kind of person either."

Zhou Yanchuan gave him an appreciative look.

"..."

It's like a kindergarten kid who is divided into gangs.

"However, Zhou Kai still treats you like a younger brother," Wen Huancheng said, "You were at the door of the bar that day, and I answered the phone, and he rushed over in less than 10 minutes."

"When?" Zhou Yanchuan said.

"On the day you...were drugged." Wen Huancheng turned sideways.

Zhou Yanchuan: "Oh, the day I kissed you."

"If you talk again, I'll throw the whole basket of eggs in your face." Wen Huancheng glared at him, "Take it, and pay for it yourself."

Because Wen Huancheng didn't go to bed until after four o'clock in the morning yesterday, and it was already after three o'clock in the afternoon when he came to find Zhou Yanchuan.

Wen Huancheng put all the ingredients into the rice cooker according to the lazy tomato rice, and quickly made two dishes and one soup.

"You are so quick." Zhou Yanchuan said.

"..." Wen Huancheng rolled his eyes, "You...are you sure you're praising me?" He brought the dishes to the table, "If you're not buzzing around, it will be done in half an hour."

Zhou Yanchuan was used to being teased by Wen Huancheng, so he turned on the rice cooker by himself: "This smells so good."

Wen Huancheng handed him a spoon: "You stir the tomatoes in the middle." He poured out the soup, turned his head to see that Zhou Yanchuan was stirring the side very seriously, holding the spoon firmly, clockwise, from the side See his slender eyelashes and high nose bridge hanging down.

Mixed blood is so handsome.

Wen Huancheng watched him fascinated until Zhou Yanchuan turned his head.

The two looked at each other.

"Cough..." Wen Huancheng looked away in a panic, and looked down at Tang, "It's almost done, let's eat."

"Are you looking at me?" Zhou Yanchuan asked after him.

Wen Huancheng: "Yes, you have a pimple on your face."

Zhou Yanchuan believed it, and stretched out his hand to touch it for a long time: "I don't have acne."

"Then I was wrong," Wen Huancheng said, "Eat, hurry up."

"Oh……"

Zhou Yanchuan ate very fast, and Wen Huancheng couldn't help knocking on his bowl with chopsticks: "Can you keep healthy and eat slowly."

The hand speed slowed down visibly.

Wen Huancheng laughed out loud, picked an egg for himself, and was still laughing after eating, Zhou Yanchuan stared at him, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You cook better than those restaurants."

"Eat as long as you eat, don't lick the dog." Wen Huancheng said with a smile.

The bowls were washed by Zhou Yanchuan. Although Zhou Yanchuan emphasized that he knew how to wash dishes, Wen Huancheng stood aside with arms folded and watched him finish washing the dishes.

Wen Huancheng saw that it was not too early, so he clapped his hands: "I'm going home."

"Are you coming tomorrow?" Zhou Yanchuan asked.

"Don't come." Wen Huancheng put on his shoes and gave him a look, "Don't be cute, I won't come if I say so."

Zhou Yanchuan asked again: "What about the day after tomorrow?"

Wen Huancheng: "Aren't you going back to the base the day after tomorrow?"

"I didn't say to start training the day after tomorrow." Zhou Yanchuan said, "You can go out to play in the morning and afternoon."

Wen Huancheng snorted: "Go to the coffee shop again?"

"No..." Zhou Yanchuan scratched his soft blond hair, "I can go wherever you want."

Zhou Yanchuan's dependence on him returned to the sticky state in half a day, as if the rejection of his confession hadn't happened, Wen Huancheng sighed in his heart, not knowing what Zhou Yanchuan had in mind for him.

He looked at him outside the door for a long time, and finally said: "Zhou Yanchuan, you have been like this, we may not even be friends in the end."

Sometimes a relationship is so complicated. When one party is delicate and the other is too ignorant, it is difficult to proceed.Wen Huancheng is a person who likes to worry, seeing Zhou Yanchuan always feeling up and down for him, he will feel the pressure himself.

But Zhou Yanchuan is pure and simple, he likes people very passionately, and he is very straightforward when he doesn't like people. He has a clear love and hate like a child. sad.

There seemed to be a Milky Way between the door and the door, Wen Huancheng didn't want to go in, and he didn't want Zhou Yanchuan to come out.

After Wen Huancheng left, Zhou Yanchuan's good mood all afternoon was completely shattered. He didn't know why Wen Huancheng was willing to visit him and cook for him, but he was unwilling to accept his liking at all.

Zhou Yanchuan tried to send a few messages to Wen Huancheng, and Wen Huancheng replied, but the tone and feeling were not the same as before.

On the sixth day of the sixth day, Zhou Yanchuan still called him out to play, but did not receive a reply.

He took his luggage to the base, but Zhou Yanchuan still didn't receive a reply. He waited for half an hour, picked up the car keys, drove to Wen Huancheng's house and waited downstairs.

After this morning, he couldn't leave the base very much, and he couldn't play with Wen Huancheng anymore. He wanted to meet Wen Huancheng, but he didn't dare to force Wen Huancheng, worried that he would say something about not being friends.

Wen Huancheng didn't go out until the afternoon.

He didn't even wait for Wen Huancheng.

Later, Wen Huancheng didn't explain why Chu Liu didn't reply to his message, so they just lost contact suddenly.

Zhou Yanchuan goes to Wen Huancheng's circle of friends every day to see if he has been blocked. Occasionally, he visits Wen Huancheng's updated circle of friends, which is the happiest thing in the day.

For example, today, Wen Huancheng posted a picture of the street scene that he took. Zhou Yanchuan found out that it was outside a barbecue restaurant that Wen Huancheng had recommended to him before, and immediately replied with a smiling expression underneath...

Of course, the expression that he didn't get the smile contained another meaning.

After receiving his smiling face, Wen Huancheng felt that he had been provoked. After all, in his heart, Wen Huancheng had become a qualified Chinese netizen under his own "teaching". The lowest level entry stalk.

So he couldn't bear to show weakness and returned a smiling face to Wen Huancheng.

Isn't it just that I don't want to fall in love with you, as for?Now he is openly provoking him, he really is a naive elementary school chicken.

Anyway, I have been trying to help you integrate into the motherland throughout the winter vacation. I don’t think of love but also of kindness, right?

However, Zhou Yanchuan was ecstatic all night after receiving Wen Huancheng's smiling face.