【Double Flower】Honeysuckle

Chapter 90 Extra Story [-] Inhisside

Practice has proved that when Sun Zheping met Zhang Jiale at Changshui International Airport for the first time, he had already thought about the name of the child they would adopt in the future

"If you dare to walk out of this door today, you will never come back for the rest of your life!"

With a loud noise, the angry shouts were firmly blocked behind by the heavily slammed thick wooden door.

Sun Zheping stood outside his house, stretched out his finger, and touched the pocket of his trousers.

There was a card in the pocket, not too big or too small, and the blunt rounded corners stuck to his fingertips through the denim fabric of the trousers.

He laughed at himself, but didn't look back. He just walked forward along the asphalt road covered with red, yellow and yellow leaves of ginkgo, eucalyptus and tulip tree.

Just after an autumn rain fell, the weather was not completely cold, but the smell of wet rain mixed with the smell of fallen leaves and soil penetrated into people's noses together, evoking some cold melancholy.

I don't know whether it was because the road was too long or he was walking too slowly. He had walked countless times in the car on weekdays and hadn't seen the end when the phone in his pocket suddenly buzzed and vibrated.

Sun Zheping took out his phone, glanced at the screen, wanted to hang up, paused, and finally pressed the answer button.

"Sun Zheping, just stand where you are and wait for Sun Zhekang!"

Before he moved the phone to his ear, the girl's voice from the receiver made Sun Zheping frowned.He sighed and was about to hang up the phone when he turned around and saw a black Bentley slowly following him, with the window of the passenger compartment rolled down.

"I'm going ahead and you're coming after me?" Sun Zheping glanced into the car, smiling helplessly, "It's very fast, aren't you afraid that the old man will drive you out too?"

The man in the car was wearing a suit, ignored Sun Zheping's teasing, and said with a serious face, "Get in the car."

"No." Sun Zheping stuffed his pockets, turned around and walked away in one go: "Apologize to the old man, admit your mistakes, study hard, make progress every day, and be his qualified successor. Don't use words like that to persuade me. Anyway, I won't go back. "

The faces of the people in the car did not change, they braked to stop the car, opened the door and got out of the car, frowned and said: "Stop."

"Ah, brother!" Sun Zheping stopped and said helplessly, "I really won't go back..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sun Zhekang interrupted him in a rare way: "How much money do you have with you?"

"Hmm..." Sun Zheping took out a bunch of crumpled banknotes together with a golden card from the back pocket of his trousers, and said calmly, "Three hundred and two."

The corner of Sun Zhekang's mouth couldn't help but curl up, and was immediately pressed down by him.He patted Sun Zheping on the shoulder vigorously: "You dare to run away from home and hang out in city B by yourself with 320 yuan, you are very kind."

"Obviously I was kicked out of the house, why did I run away from home?" Sun Zheping muttered a few words in a low voice, but Sun Zheping still did not forget to raise his eyebrows and said complacently, "I've always been this kind."

Sun Zhekang shook his head, sighed, took out a wallet from his pocket, took out his ID card and threw it to Sun Zheping: "Bank card password 053217."

Sun Zheping held the wallet in his hand and was stunned.

Sun Zhekang felt that at that moment, the eyes of his younger brother who didn't know how to write "sorrow" turned red.

But before he could distinguish the emotion in Sun Zheping's eyes, his wallet had already been thrown back into his arms.

"Don't be brave." Sun Zhekang pushed the wallet back, "It will be useful."

Sun Zheping stared at the wallet in silence for a while, finally took it, took out three banknotes from it, closed it again, stuffed it straight into Sun Zhekang's pocket, raised his eyes and smiled, "Who remembers the last six bills of your ID number?" bit."

"Stinky boy." Sun Zhekang's eyes were full of worry, but he finally waved his hand to Sun Zheping and returned to the car: "If there is a chance, I would also like to see, what is the 'glory' that fascinates you like this? look."

Hearing this, Sun Zheping raised his chin and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The sunlight after the rain was extraordinarily clear and golden, passing through the heavy branches that were about to shed their leaves, and cast it into his eyes, reflecting dazzling light.

Then, with a trace of longing and full of determination, he looked straight into Sun Zhekang's eyes, and spoke slowly but without a trace of confusion:

"It's what I dreamed of."

The dark blue night follows the golden red edge of the crimson sunset glow, gradually spreading until it fills the entire sky.The lights of Wanjia flickered along with the stardust on the dome, and all kinds of lights and shadows reflected the wet water on the ground. It was like a square washing the sky, but it was suddenly broken into pieces by someone's foot. place.

Sun Zheping stepped into the wet puddle and pushed open the glass door of an Internet cafe.

Under the cheap advertising lights of Internet cafes is a simple storefront, and there is no unexpected tidiness when you open the door and enter.Just standing at the door, there was an unpleasant smell mixed with musty smell, instant noodle smell, and turbid breath from people, mixed with a trace of foot odor, rushing towards Sun Zheping.He covered his nose, squeezed a few banknotes in his pocket with one hand, sighed softly, and walked in anyway.

The little girl at the front desk of the Internet cafe was watching the Korean drama intently with her head lowered. Sun Zheping handed over the ID card with a nervous mood, and she only gave it a symbolic glance before handing it back together with the boarding card.

Sun Zheping found a seat between two men in vests who were clacking on the keyboard, turned on the computer, and found the icon that seemed to be engraved on the tip of his heart at the most conspicuous place on the desktop.When the game was turned on, a young face of a young man who had almost abandoned everything was reflected on the pitch-black screen, but he was smiling slightly at him.

It is a lie to say that there is no trace of anxiety and confusion in my heart.

But what was rolling back and forth in his blood vessels, running along his nerves, and shouting in his brain, was clearly an excited beast called "Dream".

His fingers trembled slightly, pinching the brand new golden card, skillfully probing towards the card reader on the side of the computer.

The account card used at the beginning was cut into pieces in the anger of his father, but this did not turn into a prison to trap the rampaging beast in his heart, but it was more like a fire that entangled the heavy weight in his heart. The thorns were burnt clean, and the future he envisioned revealed its true colors.

But after the excitement, what followed was a reality that he could not escape.

The mad swordsman with short red hair on the screen stabbed the huge sword behind his back to the ground, and looked up to the direction outside the screen, with a sense of disdain for the world.

But this little mad swordsman probably didn't know that his master didn't even have a place to stay for the night.

Sun Zheping was calculating whether it would be more cost-effective to stay up all night in an Internet cafe or to find a small guest house nearby, when suddenly, a pretty pleasant voice entered his ears.

"Hey, friend, how about we team up and do a dungeon?"

Sun Zheping came back to his senses, looked down at the screen, there was a team invitation on the team formation interface of the game, from the player Dazzling Hundred Blossoms.

He was worrying about his current livelihood, sighed, and refused, but the ammunition expert with a little pink braid became furious for some reason: "Damn! What do you mean!"

Sun Zheping was at a loss, but he was not in the mood to tangle with him.Looking at the entrance of the spider cave dungeon in front of him, he guessed that the person in front of him wanted to brush the dungeon with him, so he found a random reason and said: "There is no treatment."

The braided ammunition expert heard the words, but shouted as if someone stepped on his tail: "Can we try it? If you don't try, who knows if it will work?"

There was clearly anger in the words, and the word "who" was bitten very hard.

Therefore, when this sentence fell into Sun Zheping's ears, it became provocative [-]% of the time.

If he treats such provocations like nothing, then he is not Sun Zheping.With a sneer, he threw the question of "where to sleep at night" back to the corner, and sent a team invitation almost at the same time as Dazzling Baihua finished speaking.

"Pay attention to yourself." He dropped a sentence, and manipulated Blossoming Chaos to turn around and enter the instance.

In this way, I really let you see, I can do it, but you can't.

However, the development of the matter was beyond Sun Zheping's expectation.

That little ammunition expert who looks fancy is really good.

Although his mouth is a little poor, his words are a little too much, his braids are a little longer, his emotions are a little more emotional, and he looks a little unreliable, but in terms of operation skills, he is indeed first-class.

There seems to be a huge garden hidden in his gun, so that from his black muzzle, dazzling flowers and flames can be sprayed all over the sky.

Startled by his inappropriate "romantic" imagination, he even began to wonder what kind of person would be sitting behind such a character.

He knew that to become a member of the Glory Professional League and even win the crown at the pinnacle of Glory, it is not enough for him to be so powerful that he is the only one in the world.

He wanted to ask the ammunition expert in front of him, who was exuding pride because he had snatched another mob from him, if he planned to join the alliance with him.

But when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.

Not everyone wants to use games as a career. After all, this road is full of uncertain difficulties and obstacles, more than other roads.

Naturally, he also didn't want this person who was shining with sunshine in every sentence to be like himself, who almost abandoned everything because he insisted on choosing to go down this road.

So, in the end, he only added friends with this little ammunition, and let the ID "Dazzling Hundred Blossoms" lie in his empty friend list, and when he stepped out of the dungeon, he was a stranger again.

But he didn't expect that his reunion with Dazzling Hundred Blossoms would cause the two who had been strangers for nearly three months to fight a two-on-one-hundred-one-hundred-two victory over the wild boss.

With quirky tactics and seamless coordination, when fighting side by side with Dazzling Hundred Blossoms, Sun Zheping even felt that he had already ruled the world of glory.So at this time, he has already found a part-time job as a stable network administrator, and he can't help but find out the trace of eagerness that survived a few months ago.

He wants to form a team by himself, and together with this little ammunition expert, he will kill through the entire Glory World!

But in the end, the battle between the two in the den of thieves in the desert blocked the words that came out of his mouth again.

Out of the consideration of maximizing his interests, he launched a surprise attack and killed Dazzling Hundred Blossoms.Although he seemed to be cool enough to drop a word before leaving the team before he was scolded so badly by Dazzling Baihua, but when he looked at the word "Dazzling Baihua" in the friend list, the guilt in his heart could not be ignored anyway. Can't be erased.He wanted to make up for something, but felt that nothing could be made up.Opening the message board every day, even a simple line of "sorry", will be deleted word by word by him in the end, not to mention the request to invite him to form a team.

It's just that his fate with Dazzling Hundred Blossoms seemed to be tied tightly after their first encounter in the Spider Cave.

On the night after the final of the first season of Glory, when he was overwhelmed by Excellent Era's victory and couldn't calm down for a long time, after he tortured all the "masters" and aroused countless praises, he became more determined to form a team, He actually met Dazzling Hundred Blossoms again.

Still in the western desert, the wind is like a knife, and the sand is like snow.

Although in a certain sense it can be said that "victory is not done by force", he defeated Dazzling Hundred Blossoms once again.

The sky is twilight, there is a setting sun in the west, and a few stars in the east.

Dazzling Bai Hua lay on the ground, his Blossoming Chaos became the only one standing in the vast wilderness.

The mad swordsman's fluttering clothes on the screen couldn't bring Night Breeze into the still stuffy and hot computer room of the internet cafe.The hot blood that boiled all the way from watching the final to the bloody fight just now will not be cooled by the face-cutting wind in the western desert.

He could hear the applause from everyone in the Internet cafe one after another, but in front of him was Dazzling Hundred Flowers' expressionless face.

Miraculously, he didn't stab the little ammunition expert with the last sword, but put on the earphones again, cut off the noise in the room, listened to the whistling wind in the game, and stretched out his hand to him.

"Sun Zheping, Berserker, Blossoming Chaos. What about you?"

When the words came out, Sun Zheping laughed.

It has been nearly a year since the two met for the first time, but this is the first time for such a formal self-introduction.

The person on the other side also seemed surprised by his serious self-introduction, and was stunned for a while, then imitated his appearance and said, "Zhang Jiale, ammunition expert, Dazzling Hundred Blossoms."

Sun Zheping is a man of action.But when he was standing at the Changshui International Airport in City K with his luggage, he couldn't help feeling that he was in a dream.

From the north to the south, the greenery that hits the eyes becomes more and more intense, and the blue of the sky seems to be a little bit gentle and charming, which makes people feel a little bit softer.He pushed and shoved along with the crowd, and slowly walked towards the exit, but he saw the pick-up sign with the words "Blossoming Chaos" written on it from a distance.

After looking around, Sun Zheping finally confirmed that his name was written on the most conspicuous sign. While he couldn't laugh or cry, he also felt teasing.With a roll of his eyes, he quietly withdrew from the crowd, quietly found a hidden corner to stand, and carefully observed the person holding the sign.

It was a thin young man, not too tall, and he seemed to have half-length hair, standing inconspicuously in the crowd.He buried his head low behind the sign, Sun Zheping couldn't see his face, but he could vaguely see the embarrassment and embarrassment spreading all over his body.It seemed that every passer-by who looked at him could gouged out a piece of his body, and when the pedestrians gradually dispersed, the small half of his white neck exposed outside the pick-up sign was already dyed crimson.

Sun Zheping suppressed his smile, and walked past him without looking sideways.He still kept the pick-up card in front of his face, he didn't see Sun Zheping who kept peeking at him from the corner of his eye, and naturally he didn't notice that Sun Zheping, who was passing by him calmly, turned around not far away, walked around to his back.

Finally, he was the only one left at the pick-up area.

Sun Zheping watched him amusedly poke half of his head out from behind the cardboard in his hand, and was visibly discouraged when he saw the empty exit.He chuckled secretly, approached the guy who was full of disappointment, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

"Ahhhhh! Who!"

A familiar, dazzling voice.

The person in front of him was obviously taken aback, and turned around with a yell, the braids on the back of his head seemed to be blown into a pile.

Only then did Sun Zheping see this strange face clearly.

Very good-looking, elegant and handsome, it is a face that is very pleasing to girls.

Before seeing him, Sun Zheping had repeatedly thought about what kind of person was sitting behind Dazzling Hundred Blossoms.He has traced his outline and fantasized about his eyebrows and eyes in his mind countless times, but at this moment, he wiped away all the imaginations about it in his mind.

Zhang Jiale.

It turned out to be such a person.

Sun Zheping returned to his senses, but saw that he was still holding the cardboard with his "name" written on it in his hand, staring at him in a daze, and couldn't help showing a teasing smile: "I also want to see if you want to hold this sign at this station." When will it be?"

Seeing Zhang Jiale's expressions constantly changing between shyness, embarrassment, grievance and anxiety, Sun Zheping was amused, and teased him one sentence after another, until he apologized and bowed again, his whole face flushed red, and he took a deep breath. Shouting in a tone that he was treating guests to dinner at noon, he showed his kindness, intending to forcefully express his intention to let him go with a piled face.

However, before Sun Zheping could move, Zhang Jiale, who was still blushing, suddenly lost all the color on his face.

"Where is my wallet!" He groped in disbelief while touching the back pocket of his trousers.

From the corner of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a sneaky man, and Sun Zheping's blood rushed straight to the top of his head. He just stuffed his luggage into the hands of Zhang Jiale, who was almost "meeting him for the first time", and chased after the fleeing thief. past.

It wasn't until the thief was caught and recovered Zhang Jiale's wallet with the help of kind passers-by that he realized that he had left the owner of the wallet far behind.

When returning along the original road, he saw Zhang Jiale lying on the ground panting.

For some reason, he remembered that night in the western desert again.

Dazzling Bai Hua was lying on the ground, and he was standing beside him.

Above the head is the bright star river, and under the feet is a place of silver sand covered with moonlight.In the barren desert after the killing, the bloodstains have not faded, like thousands of red flowers.

He held Zhang Jiale's wallet and handed it to him, raised his eyebrows, seeing the distressed look of the person lying on the ground, he suddenly couldn't help laughing.

The game and reality, the lonely and cold desert and the bustling airport overlapped before his eyes.

He stretched out his hand to Zhang Jiale: "Si Wensun, Zhi'e Zhe, Po Yingping, Sun Zheping."

"Ha... ha ha... no... no... say this... this." Different from the western desert that day, Zhang Jiale smiled and held his hand: "Zhang... ha... ha... Zhang Jiale .”

Sun Zheping suddenly froze.

This is not a game.

Because there is a warm and soft touch, it seems that there is a weak current flowing down his arm, and the numbness is crawling all over his body.The moment the two fingers touched, he seemed to hear the loud sound of a seed breaking through the wall in his chest.

Sun Zheping touched his chest.Under the palm of his hand, his heart was beating regularly through the chest cavity.

The sound from the atrium just now seemed to be just an illusion.

Everything can sprout, Sun Zheping pursed his lips.

It really is Spring City.

The team owner was very enthusiastic, and the two of them moved into the team's "building" that night under his arrangement.Although the so-called "building" is just an old two-story building with a masonry structure, Sun Zheping stepped on the faded wooden floor and listened to the noise of cicadas outside the window. His whole body lit up.

He is one step closer to his dream.

Zhang Jiale, who had just sent his parents away, was lying on the bed, howling something loudly.Sun Zheping frowned, watching him roll his own bed into a mess, and finally he couldn't wait until he realized that his bed was on the opposite side to remind him.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jiale stuck to his bed with a resolute expression on his face, and even pursed his lips awkwardly, jealous of the kindness his parents treated him.

Sun Zheping smiled, sat down beside Zhang Jiale, and blew on the steam from the scented tea in the cup.He originally planned to just evade it vaguely by saying that "the rules in the family were stricter since childhood", but the memories he had been suppressing and covering up in his heart still came back to his mind one after another.

The angry face of the father, the silence of the eldest brother, the account card that was cut into pieces, the locked doors and windows, the persuasion of everyone around, the accusations of "ignorance", "improperness" and "don't be nice" among the elders, one scene after another , as if it happened yesterday, vividly.

After a long silence, Sun Zheping looked back at Zhang Jiale.Zhang Jiale's face was full of concern and guilt, his expression should not be much prettier than his own.

He suddenly laughed.

He is now sitting on the bed in the team dormitory, surrounded by his teammates.

He broke through the shackles that everyone had nailed for him that day, and stretched out his own wings from behind.

"Who can control what I want to do."

He spoke slowly, but his tone was proud: "Since I have decided to play Glory, then I will definitely be the best Glory professional player." Laughing fearfully, as if the whole universe was taken into his chest at this moment: "Nothing can stop me. If there is, then crush them all."

"With me?" He stretched out his fist and looked at Zhang Jiale calmly.

The moonlight outside the window shines on the window sill through the mottled tree shadows, and the restless insects seem to become the cheers of the audience for a while.

It was as if they could climb to the summit of glory and hold that golden trophy in the next moment.

There seemed to be something surging in Zhang Jiale's eyes.He stared at Sun Zheping for a while, then suddenly laughed, stretched out his fist, and lightly touched Sun Zheping.

Solemnly, as if a promise had been made.

The second season has finally begun.

The name of "Blooming Blossoms and Blood Scenery" also resounded all over the world after Team Hundred Blossoms' amazing debut this season.

The bloody scene created by Blossoming Chaos and Dazzling Hundred Blossoms has become the most shining and magnificent scene in the league in the new season. Sun Zheping has also fulfilled his wish and joined Zhang Jiale to reach the top of the Pyramid of Glory.

As the competition schedule continued to advance, the leaves of the large row of ginkgo trees outside the Baihua Xiaolou turned from green to yellow, and then fell from the branches one after another to become soft on the ground. Soon, the Spring Festival will be here.

Sun Zheping didn't expect it, but after only half a year, when he returned to City B again, he already felt a little strange.

Under Zhang Jiale's persuasion, he returned to City B to celebrate the New Year, but he still couldn't enter the gate of his old house.

The cold north wind from City B blew on his face like a razor blade, his face felt cold and painful, but his heart was numb.

Before he knew it, he began to miss the gentle winter in K City.

He moved into his brother's spare house.Facing the exquisite white mirrored wall tiles and white marble floor in the room, he felt more and more empty in his heart.It's like a person walking on a desolate snow field, facing the boundless white, the piercing chill has been chilling into the bone marrow.

But he has nowhere to go.

Through the wall, the sound of the Spring Festival Gala on the neighbor's TV could be heard very clearly in his empty and deserted room, but he turned on the TV without the slightest mood.

There is nothing special about the Spring Festival Gala. Maybe most people choose to spend time on this party year after year while nestling on the sofa, just to spend more time with their loved ones.

But he was alone in the room.

He had no choice but to return to the game, playing one game after another in the arena of glory.

The friend list is all gray.Sun Zheping smiled wryly, on New Year's Eve, who would be like himself, immersed in the game just to get rid of all the anguish in reality?

Fang ended an almost "crushing" massacre, and a line of small words lit up on the game's message prompt bar.

"Your friend Dazzling Hundred Blossoms is online."

Sun Zheping was stunned. Lightspeed rejected the defeater's request to fight another round, and sent Zhang Jiale an invitation to form a team.

With unknowing eagerness and excitement, after Zhang Jiale accepted the request, he hastily recorded his arena number in the team channel, which caused Zhang Jiale to sigh: "Wow, grandson, are you making a mistake! Year [-] Are you planning to spend time in the arena?"

Sun Zheping's heart seemed to be pinched by someone, but he soon came back to his senses and said calmly: "Anyway, I have nothing to do, don't forget that there will be a competition schedule immediately after the seventh day of the lunar new year."

From Zhang Jiale's end, the sound of drinking wine and chatting with relatives continued to be heard. It was so chaotic that Zhang Jiale almost shouted at Sun Zheping, "Why is it so quiet in your place?"

Sun Zheping's breath was suffocated.

"Oh, I'm in the study, it's quieter with the door closed."

Fortunately, Zhang Jiale didn't delve into it, and only manipulated Dazzling Hundred Blossoms to go forward and send a request for a sparring session.

The two chose the simplest and plain arena, and started fighting directly.One game is over, another one will follow, and the two of them probably don't even know how many games they have discussed in the end.In these evenly matched battles one after another, the depression in Sun Zheping's heart disappeared, and the breath that was trapped in his chest was also dispersed by him at some point, and he became more energetic and gradually occupied got the upper hand.

Another round ended, and Sun Zheping was about to fight again, but he heard Zhang Jiale muttering: "No more, no more, it's almost twelve o'clock."

He was full of reluctance, but in the end he only teased: "Isn't it because you've stopped playing?"

"That's not it!" Zhang Jiale on the other side of the computer yelled loudly, and Sun Zheping could even imagine the awkward and funny expression on his face: "It's almost twelve o'clock, and the New Year is coming soon!"

"What are you so excited about?"

"There are fireworks in the New Year!"

"Do you like it?"

"Yeah, when I was young, I was looking forward to the fireworks. Now I don't want to join in the fun, but I still feel very happy watching the fireworks. Why? You don't want to set off fireworks during the Chinese New Year?"

"Oh, setting off fireworks and firecrackers is strictly prohibited in my community."

At this time, following the sound of the countdown coming from the TV next door, players started counting down the chat channel one by one.

Zhang Jiale joined in the fun and shouted along with the players who were scrolling through the world on the screen: "Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven! Six! Five! Four! Three! Two! One! Zero!"

It's twelve o'clock.

Suddenly, somehow inspired, Zhang Jiale suddenly manipulated Dazzling Hundred Blossoms, turned his gun, and fired randomly into the air, releasing all his skills without leaving a single one behind.

In just a blink of an eye, lightning and fire intertwined and rushed to the sky, lighting up the roof of the entire arena.Thousands of flowers bloom so complexly and gorgeously, it surpasses all the fireworks that Sun Zheping has seen in his life.

Under the splendor of the sky, Blossoming Chaos became the only spectator of the splendid fireworks that Dazzling Hundred Blossoms tried its best to create.

"Great grandson! Happy New Year!" Zhang Jiale's voice was mixed with the noise of explosions, blessings and exclamations behind him. It sounded a bit vague, but it still fell into Sun Zheping's ears without saying a single word.

He looked at this screen of unparalleled "fireworks", and his eyes turned red unconsciously.

But he still smiled lightly, and with the most sincere heart, he spoke slowly, word by word.

"Well. Happy New Year."

His second season with Zhang Jiale ended quickly.

The Hundred Blossoms team, which was in the playoffs, started their summer break early.

Back in the small building, he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, but looking at Zhang Jiale who was lazily lying on the bed basking in the sun and blinking at him with bright eyes, his heart was unavoidably brightened and warmed.

Sun Zheping dragged Zhang Jiale's suitcase, which he left at the door, into the room, made two more cups of honeysuckle tea and put them on the writing desk under the window, letting the sunlight cast golden and clear shadows in the two glasses.There were tiny dust floating in the air, soft and delicate like the froth on freshly squeezed milk, surrounding Zhang Jiale's body, falling into Sun Zheping's eyes, it seemed like a soft halo.

The fingertips that hadn't let go of the glass all this time felt like being stung by hot water.Sun Zheping shook his head, let go of his hand, a few words aroused Zhang Jiale's competitive spirit, he took out the computer straight away, clamoring for a replay, took out another hard drive, plugged it into the computer, and said that he should study the finals first.

Sun Zheping just wanted to change the subject, so he didn't think too much about it. He just took off his coat and threw it on his own bed, and dragged the small coffee table with high legs that was usually placed on the aisle between the two beds as a writing desk, and praised Zhang Jiale for two In a word, he shook his head triumphantly.

Zhang Jiale opened the hard drive, and double-clicked a folder named "Second Season Finals Recording Video 1".

Immediately afterwards, before Sun Zheping could clearly see what appeared on the screen, Zhang Jiale suddenly blushed and closed the laptop abruptly.

Sun Zheping was baffled by these abnormal behaviors, but no matter how he asked, Zhang Jiale just blushed, faltering and refusing to explain everything, and when he was in a hurry, he said that his computer was poisoned, and then said Crying for someone to fix it, he ran out of the house with the computer in his arms.

Sun Zheping's mind was clear, and he wanted to play tricks again. He grabbed Zhang Jiale by the back of the neck and pulled him back.

Turn on the computer, the screen lights up, as expected, there are small movies with the suffix of "avi" that more or less exist in all boys' computers.

Watching Zhang Jiale slump his shoulders in an instant as if he was let down, covered his face and retreated to his own bed, and fell face-down into it, not forgetting to grab the pillow and cover his head like an ostrich, Sun Zheping suppressed a laugh, With a serious face, he said: "It's not good for me to say that you have obtained the name of this folder. The folder in my computer is called 'Application for Joining the Party', so it is not easy to confuse it."

"The last time Mo Chuchen asked me to borrow the hard drive, he must have saved it in! I'll settle the score with him later!" Zhang Jiale loudly denied.His head was stuffed under the pillow, and he still didn't forget to throw the pot to Mo Chuchen. His voice came out muffled, and his momentum instantly weakened by eight points, which made Sun Zheping tease again: "Oh, I borrowed it once. Just put in more than 200 classic love action movies for you, the time span is as long as eight years, and the source is very wide." He pretended not to see Zhang Jiale's already red neck exposed under the pillow, and dragged the mouse Flipping through the folder up and down, he concluded: "It seems that Mo Chuchen has good vision and action."

"Your sister! I've saved it for a long time, okay!" Zhang Jiale suddenly threw off the pillow covering his head, sat up all of a sudden, his face was flushed, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were closed like a broken jar Shouting: "It's mine! What's the matter!"

Sun Zheping's smile finally couldn't hold back.He looked at Zhang Jiale, whose whole body was already burning red. He didn't know whether it was the stuffy pillow just now or the hot blood from embarrassment. He couldn't help stretching his arms, and tapped Zhang Jiale's forehead lightly: "You said you downloaded it all. , what else is there to hide, it’s the same as who doesn’t have it in the computer.”

Zhang Jiale glared at him viciously, and kept yelling "restart", trying to change the subject, and wanted to get his computer back.Unexpectedly, Sun Zheping held down the keyboard with one hand, and grinned, revealing a mouthful of white and straight teeth: "It's all open, why don't you invite me to see your collection?"

Then Zhang Jiale hit his face with a pillow.

Although the two eventually made a comeback, Zhang Jiale's "Collection" was also picked up by the two "classics" and watched a lot.

There is no plot, the acting is exaggerated, and the sound is terrible.

After all, it is just a tool to solve physiological needs, and there is no need to be so serious.Sun Zheping said this to himself.

But at night, he had a dream.

The dream was about the "classic" he and Zhang Jiale watched together during the day.

With her back to him, the heroine came out from under the water surface of the swimming pool, her whole body was drenched, the water drops all the way down her back, then down, and gradually sank into her buttocks...

Then she untied the straps of her swimsuit tied behind her back, and slowly turned around——

Zhang Jiale? !

This person standing naked in the swimming pool and smiling at him actually has a face of Zhang Jiale!

When I looked at her again, her tall chest became flat, and the soft waistline was painted on the thin and strong lines of the young man.As she climbed up from the pool step by step, Sun Zheping clearly saw that there was something exactly like himself between "her" legs!

"She" is not a woman with a beautiful face...

The person in front of him was Zhang Jiale himself.

After landing, "Zhang Jiale" pointed the shape of a gun at Sun Zheping with his hand, and walked towards him who was also naked, with his index finger imitating the muzzle of the gun resting on his left chest, causing his heart to rush. After the jump, the fingertips dipped in the cold water again, and stroked down along his body...

"Zhang Jiale!" Sun Zheping yelled, suddenly woke up from the dream, and sat up.

Not far away came the sound of Zhang Jiale's even breathing, as if he heard someone calling him in his sleep, he hummed vaguely twice as an answer, but he did not leave his dreamland.

Sun Zheping lifted the quilt, looked down, cursed in a low voice, got up silently and went into the toilet.

Sitting on the toilet seat and solving physical problems by himself, for some reason Sun Zheping remembered Zhang Jiale's appearance when he was eating.

Zhang Jiale is very good at eating spicy food, it can be said that he doesn't like spicy food, every time he eats it, his lips are as red as blood.

And he looks spicy