Dressed as a villain's squeamish little crying bag

"He Zhiyuan, is it you?" the male voice said.

Qiu Yuning reached out and tugged at He Zhiyuan's sleeve, "Who is it?" He made a mouth shape and barely made a sound.

He Zhiyuan didn't answer, and directly exited the game, then turned his face to look at Qiu Yuning, reached out, held his hand, and controlled the mouse to exit the game.

"Who is it?" Qiu Yuning asked.

He Zhiyuan thought for a while and said, "An...an old classmate."

Qiu Yuning almost had a premonition in his heart, he pursed his lips, and asked in a low voice, "What's his name?"

He Zhiyuan didn't speak, Qiu Yuning reached out and grabbed He Zhiyuan's arm, and said, "Don't be silent, what's his name?"

He Zhiyuan looked down at him and said, "It's called Yi Yang."

Qiu Yuning choked for breath, and his heart sank slowly.

Seeing that his expression was not quite right, He Zhiyuan had doubts in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "He is my junior high school classmate, and I haven't seen him for many years."

Qiu Yuning opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Seeing him like this, He Zhiyuan reached out to touch his head, but Qiu Yuning knocked his hand off with a "slap".

"I, I'm going home." Qiu Yuning stood up and said to him.

He was not in the right mood, and He Zhiyuan could tell at a glance, and knew that it was because of Yi Yang that his face changed. He stood up and said, "Okay, go home."

The two walked out of the Internet cafe one after the other, and Qiu Yuning didn't speak on the way home by car.

This situation is actually very abnormal, He Zhiyuan turned his head slightly, only Qiu Yuning's black silky hair could be seen.

When they got home, Qiu Yuning didn't speak, and sat on the sofa to pet the cat. He Zhiyuan went to the bathroom to wash his face, walked up to him, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"

Qiu Yuning's rua cat's movements stopped, and she raised her face to look at He Zhiyuan, her beautiful eyes that were always clear and clear were now slightly misty, and the eye rims were also slightly red.

He Zhiyuan hadn't seen this kind of scene for a while, he raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously a little surprised, before he spoke, Qiu Yuning let the cat go, put his palms on the soft sofa, and leaned towards He Zhiyuan's direction.

He Zhiyuan's eyelids moved slightly, and his gaze on Qiu Yuning was still focused and somewhat deep.

Qiu Yuning pursed his lips heavily, and his round and soft cheeks swelled up, filled with annoyance, when his face was a few inches away from He Zhiyuan, his red and soft lips bloomed like flowers, unexpectedly He wanted to kiss He Zhiyuan's lips.

He Zhiyuan looked at him, stretched out his hand to gently cover his approaching lips.

Qiu Yuning blinked, the circles of his eyes became redder, and big tears fell down with his blinking.

His crying was always violent, with big teardrops, as if containing his infinite grievances, but he couldn't cry out, just wept silently, his thin shoulders trembling, and he sat back on the sofa.

"Why are you crying?" He Zhiyuan's voice became hoarse, he took out a few pieces of paper, approached Qiu Yuning, and wiped his tears.

Qiu Yuning's voice was full of tears, "Do you...don't like me?"

He Zhiyuan frowned slightly, and said hoarsely, "What are you thinking?"

Qiu Yuning sobbed and said: "You don't like me, if you like me, you won't reject me."

When he said this, he was really sad, and the tears grew bigger and bigger, almost wet his whole face.

He Zhiyuan held Qiu Yuning's face, forced him to look at him, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you understand."

Qiu Yuning's teary eyes were dim, and he couldn't see He Zhiyuan's face clearly through the thick water mist. However, if he couldn't see clearly, he couldn't see clearly, but his sense of touch became extremely sensitive. He could feel the soft touch on his lips, like a feather The same lightness, with a warm breath, and then, this lightness and softness fell on the tip of his nose, cheeks and eyelids again.

His face was gently touched by He Zhiyuan, Qiu Yuning blinked, tears slid down his cheeks, and was quickly wrapped up by the soft touch.

Qiu Yuning's heart was beating violently, and He Zhiyuan's hoarse voice was next to his ear, "Are you still arguing?"

"You, then I...why did you reject me?" Qiu Yuning still said aggrievedly.

He Zhiyuan didn't speak, Qiu Yuning had a sore nose, and tears came out again.

He Zhiyuan looked at his watery red eyes, his Adam's apple slipped a few times, and said, "Because, I can't help it."

After hearing this, Qiu Yuning was still a little dazed, and before his lips moved, He Zhiyuan grabbed his hand.

Qiu Yuning froze, her face immediately burned like a monkey's buttocks, "You! You, you, you!"

His nasal voice was still thick, and his voice stuttered, full of panic.

He Zhiyuan let go of his hand and said, "Do you understand now?"

Qiu Yuning squeezed the hand that He Zhiyuan had grabbed, and there seemed to be a roar in his ears, and he could hardly hear what He Zhiyuan was saying.

Seeing that he finally stopped crying, He Zhiyuan raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said in a low voice: "If you understand, don't pick me up."

Qiu Yuning's breathing became hot, he looked at He Zhiyuan again, his eyes sparkled, but he only glanced at He Zhiyuan, then turned his head shyly, his brain seemed to be short-circuited, and he didn't know what to say.

He Zhiyuan ran his fingers through his black silky hair, and said with a little comfort: "Go and wash your face, and eat later."

Qiu Yuning didn't move, he took a breath of cool air, and said, "You...do you like that Yi Yang?"

He Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, looked deeply at Qiu Yuning, and asked in a low voice: "Why should I like him?"

Qiu Xuning said heartily, because you liked him before, and you were a big villain who ruined other people's happiness, and even broke up because of Yi Yang in the end, thinking a lot, he pursed his lips and remained silent.

Knowing that he was awkward, He Zhiyuan leaned over slightly and asked, "Who do I like, don't you know?"

This sentence seemed to linger on the tip of his tongue for a while, with a bit of warmth and sensuality.

He seemed to know how to mobilize Qiu Yuning's emotions. When he said these words, Qiu Yuning's eyelashes that were wet and stuck together trembled slightly, and the emotions in his heart were vented all at once, "I don't know." Qiu Yuning sucked Sniffing, glanced at He Zhiyuan, and said.

He Zhiyuan came over, pecked his face lightly, and said hoarsely, "Who do I like?"

Qiu Yuning shrank her shoulders shyly, and whispered, "Itches."

His nasal voice is still heavy, and he has a soft ending when he speaks.

He Zhiyuan pecked him lightly again, "Tell me, who do I like?"

Qiu Yuning's tears finally stopped, and a star smile appeared on his face, "I don't know, if you don't tell me, how would I know?"

He Zhiyuan looked down at his delicate and pretty face, kissed his forehead lightly, and said in a low voice, "I like you."

"Qiu Yuning, I like you."

……

He Zhiyuan finally went to the bathroom for a long time, Qiu Yuning was coaxed by him, and he felt happy, sitting on the sofa, looking at the phone, counting the time, his face was still heavily red, his skin was so white, a little red was very Conspicuous, not to mention that his entire face is red now, even his neck and ear tips are completely red.

He secretly looked at the door of the bathroom, feeling a little guilty, then thought again, he didn't feel anything, why did He Zhiyuan suddenly...?

Qiu Yuning actually didn't know much about this aspect. When he was 17 years old, he didn't even dare to touch it, and he was timid, let alone anything else.

He also had changes in the morning, but it disappeared after waking up and lying down for a few minutes, and there was no change at all.

Will He Zhiyuan get up too?He hadn't seen it, but now he saw it.

Qiu Yuning coughed a few times, and put all the wild thoughts in his head to the back of his mind.

After He Zhiyuan came out of the bathroom, Qiu Yuning glanced at the time, almost an hour had passed.

"How are you?" The blush on Qiu Yuning's face hadn't faded, his eyes flickered, he glanced at He Zhiyuan, and then quickly looked away.

He felt a little hot, and couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pulled the neckline of the thin sweater. He was going to take a bath too. He was crying just now, and his back was sweating.

He Zhiyuan was still covered with moisture, his hair was all wet, and was covered by a towel, and the expression on his face was a little unclear, "I'm going to cook."

Qiu Yuning gave a dumbfounded "hmm", took a breath, wiped the fine sweat from the tip of his nose, and whispered, "I'm going to take a bath too."

He went back to the bedroom to get his clothes, turned around and entered the bathroom, as soon as he entered the bathroom, Qiu Yuning smelled something, he hesitated for a moment, swallowed, looked down at the laundry basket, his face turned red all of a sudden.

After taking a shower in a hurry, he washed off the clothes of the two of them together and dried them on the balcony, only then did the beating heart in his chest calm down slowly.