Rival says he loves me

Xing Nan directly rode a bright yellow Benelli motorcycle. The lines on it were clearly outlined. , the eye circles are swollen, the hair is not even sprayed with glue, and a bunch of hairs are blown on the head.

Xing Nan is a typical irritable man, with a hard face. He is usually serious when he doesn't smile, but the number of times he doesn't smile is rare, and there are more or less heartless smiles on his face, so he doesn't look very serious. Now he With things in my heart, I couldn't laugh, and my whole person seemed to have a little more meaning that no strangers should enter.

"Brother Yao, spit first." Xing Nan went directly to Fang Jiayao's apartment, and when he went upstairs, he brushed off the ashes from the corridor and choked, "Cough...Brother Yao lives here, the conditions of our dormitory are not bad, Why move here?" Xing Nan beat up his son Jingui, especially after spending a few years with his brother, he is very particular about everything, even if he is being entangled in bad things now, he can't complain about anything.

"The location is good," Fang Gayao led Xing Nan into the room, cleaned up a small stool, lay down on the table by himself, and brought the topic back. He still didn't want to say that it was because he was avoiding Wu Wei as an excuse.

"Let people talk about it, really?" Fang Jiayao listened to it, and he had a scale in his heart. He weighed Xing Nan and always felt that Xing Nan couldn't play better than his brother, "I heard that, just ask You," Fang Gayao didn't sit in the statue, half of his face was buried in the armpit, half of it was exposed, he looked at Xing Nan with one eye, and searched Xing Nan's side from head to toe.

"Damn..." Xing Nan said halfway, then fell silent, and started to scratch his hair again, "I don't remember, I was drinking, fuck, what a fucking delay," Xing Nan got off the stool Turned over, crossed his legs on the stool legs, "It's because I didn't remember after drinking. When I woke up, the kid was still giving me a deep throat. I committed a big crime. Who has played such an exciting game?" of?!"

Because he knew that he was drunk and didn't speak human words or do human affairs. As long as Xing Nan didn't encounter anything that made him particularly happy, he would be fine. Bumped his head against the wall, "My brother sent me a small video to watch, I couldn't help but drank some, that kid usually comes in the afternoon, and it was so dark that day, he came to chat with me," Xing Nan said here touching After smoking a cigarette, seeing Fang Gayao nod his head slightly, he continued, "You want to chat with me in the middle of the night in the dark? Why am I so idle? He took my hand and asked my brother to touch here and there. I was on fire. People couldn’t drive them away, so they just drank.”

"I really don't remember what happened later." Xing Nanbala swayed on the chair, his arms drooped down along his arms, and the smoke made an arc between his two fingers.

The cyan rods were drawn one after another.

"If it's true, what do you think?" Fang Gayao propped himself up, and turned to lean on the table, "Did you ask him?"

"What do you mean?" Xing Nan understood the point of Fang Jiayao's words, "It's not necessarily true?"

"I'm just a hypothesis, have you looked for him afterwards?"

If you don't say some things face to face, it's easy not to see the twists and turns hidden in it.

"I haven't gone yet, but he took the initiative to come to me." Xing Nan held the last cigarette butt and tested it on the back of his hand, "I'm afraid, I didn't think about what to say to him, that kid looks just like you Fight hard," Xing Nan put his arm around the tip of the stool, "otherwise I might not be able to hold on."

Xing Nan just talked about it. If he was really asked to do something absurd, he would be the first to shrink back. He treated his emotions purely, like a big boy.

"It's useless for you to find anyone now, just meet him and we'll talk about it later," Fang Gayao touched the phone, and there was a message from Wu Wei on it.

- Nanzi is with you?

Fang Gayao stared at it without looking back, then raised his head and asked Xing Nan, "Try it."

"Are you serious?"

"If you don't care, you don't have to worry about it so much."

Xing Nan didn't answer any more, he lowered his head and stared at the sparks on the tip of the cigarette, waiting for it to burn out.

"Okay, I see," Xing Nan got up to leave, Fang Gayao didn't move his buttocks, and just added after him,

"Be careful."

Be careful.

Fang Gayao regretted not understanding earlier.

After Xing Nan left, Fang Jiayao read the news that Wu Wei continued to reply.

- His business is quite complicated, so don't get involved.

Fang Gayao held the back of the phone and hesitated for a while, then typed "En".

Two people don't need to change the notes when chatting on WeChat, they both use their real names. Fang Gayao himself has no idea about imagining a name for himself. As for Wu Wei's purpose, he doesn't know. In short, when two people chat, there is always a kind of virtual realism.

There was no movement on the other side, Fang Gayao originally thought the conversation would simply end like this, so he put his phone on silent and put it in his pocket, there was a professional class in the afternoon, Fang Gayao picked up a few books, and walked towards Dongke University with his bare hands.

Today is a good day, the sun is hanging above his head, making his ears red, and he is sweating faintly in the classroom.

But I still sat under the sun by the next window.

Fang Jiayao didn't come early, but the classroom was very strange. This time, the lecturer was a postgraduate tutor of this major, and he specially selected a highly qualified professor. The professor's teaching style was also very popular. Famous, class starts at 02:30, and there are still 15 minutes left, and the classroom is more than half empty.

Sparsely sat a few people in the back rows, yawning with their heads down.

The old professor was not in any mood, and was adjusting the ppt while holding his own big lens.

Because of the small number of people, the cool breeze that blows in from time to time seems to be free, rushing back and forth among the people.

Fang Gayao rested one hand under his head, his sleeves were blown into a sleeve bag, and he was looking at the book with heavy eyes.

The phone was vibrating all the time, and Fang Gayao couldn't see it because of the disturbance. Judging from the vibration frequency, it was either Xingnan or Vanke.

When you take it out, it will be Vanke's emoji package.

- [dog head]

-【Little Bitch】

- Brother Yao didn't come?

-Ah ah ah silly|Forcing Nantah University and East University of Science and Technology! ! ! !starting from today! ! !In the central gymnasium, you don't answer the phone, don't tell me you are still in class? ? ?

-I heard from my junior that the old man in class is almost sixty.

- The old man and Master Wei, you choose the old man? ? ?

Fang Gayao sat up straight, and began to read the messages with his chin resting on his back, but he didn't reply to any of them.

After Vanke exploded the news, it suddenly cut off and the screen froze. Fang Jiayao stared at it for a while, then let the phone lie on the table with his face upside down, and began to listen to the class.

In the afternoon, there should be a basketball match between Nantah University and East Tech University. If it was a warm-up last time, it is probably a serious gesture this time.

Wu Wei didn't mention this matter to himself.

Fang Gayao also felt that he had no position that he had to go once, he wanted to go for himself, but seeing Wu Wei, Fang Gayao didn't even know how to cater to the atmosphere of the explosion.

The fire in Wu Wei's heart can only be burned in his heart.

In college, a class lasts for a long time. Generally, a teacher will teach two consecutive sessions. During the gap in the middle, he will let the students go to the bathroom and continue when they come back. However, half of the waterproofing in the morning is gone.

In the end, there were less than ten people left in the classroom.

Fang Gayao sat in front and stared at the blackened phone screen without moving.

None of the words on the paper were moved, and even a single sentence was not filled in the half-blank notes that were spread out.

The professor's surname is Hu, and he is not in a hurry. He speaks slowly, and when he is tired, he supports two multimedia coolers and rests for a while.

Fang Gayao could hear the girls discussing things behind him while sitting.

Because there are only a handful of people in the classroom, a few timid ones moved their buttocks to the edge of the back door and dared not leave. They poked each other's arms for fear that the professor would get angry, but the photos posted in the group were really itchy. , several people fidgeted, and finally the small one at the door was dragged away.

There was a faint restlessness in the wind blowing into the classroom.

The curtains were stretched open to swallow the wind, rolling back and forth in the yellowed material.

Vanke came to WeChat at this time, and it was still bombarding indiscriminately. Through the screen, I could feel that Vanke's typing hands should be shaking now.

- It exploded! !Brother Yao! !I blew up my father! !I fucking met a fairy! !

- There are still 8 minutes until the end of the second half! ! !The gymnasium is overwhelmed, don't come to lose, if you come to call me, I will leave a back door for you.

- I say! ! 178:95! ! !Long face! !East University of Science and Technology has such a long face this time!

-Hold!No more typing!

Vanke then threw a bunch of voices over, Fang Gayao hung his finger on it, and glanced at the time.

16: 40.

There are still 10 minutes to get out of class.

Vanke slammed the voice on the screen sentence by sentence.

There are also garbled characters that look like excited nonsense in the middle.

In the end, he only typed five words for Fang Gayao.

- and the last 5 minutes.

The author has something to say: Old professor: Son, if you go, I can sit down and rest for a while.