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Chapter 3
Luo Qingshan didn't turn off the computer when he went out. Pei Ran glanced at it when he sat down. PUBG was still on in the taskbar.
Luo Qingshan has always had this bad habit of throwing things away. It is common for two people in high school to go out without turning off the lights when they are in the same bedroom. Pei Ran moved his finger to start the game, trying to turn off the computer for him.
After opening the game interface, I discovered that Luo Qingshan was not the only one hanging in the matching hall.
Su Nian played a female character, and the two of them wore the clown costumes that were just released in the game and stood quietly in the game.
"Do you want to drink some water?"
Pei Ran let go of the mouse subconsciously, and he looked back for half a second.
Yan Zhun turned his back to him and was driving the game accelerator: "Your lips are very dry."
Pei Ran pursed his mouth and licked it. He forgot to buy water when he got into the car, and he did have a dry mouth.
He glanced at Luo Qingshan's cup. Although he and Luo Qingshan have been in love for a few years, he is still not used to drinking the cups used by others: "No need..."
"I have a paper cup." Yan Zhun said, "a one-off."
After half a minute, Pei Ran held the paper cup and sat beside Yan Zhun.
"Sitting a bit boring, can you watch you play games?"
Yan Zhun said: "It's up to you."
When Yan Zhun played the game, he kept his face cold and kept silent. After a few rounds, Pei Ran didn't see him turn on the microphone in the game, but he could see the microphone of his teammates flickering.
Seeing Yan Zhun killing the player on the ground in the middle of the landing, Pei Ran couldn't help but said: "You are really amazing."
Yan Zhun paused and looked at him suspiciously. An enemy came by the corner wall. Pei Ran subconsciously grabbed his clothes and reminded him: "There is someone on the right!"
When Yan Zhun looked back at the screen, he had become a box.
Pei Ran lowered her eyebrows and let go: "Did I bother you?"
"No." Yan Zhun took off the headset and returned to the matching hall, "I heard the wrong footsteps and judged the wrong position."
Yan Zhun unplugged the headset directly, Pei Ran heard the background sound of the game.
Seeing him restarting the game, Pei Ran asked, "Can you hear the footsteps without headphones?"
"Yes, Fish Pond Bureau." Yan Zhun said, "I can't hear you while wearing it."
Pei Ran was stunned: "It doesn't matter if you don't hear clearly."
Yan Zhun was silent for two seconds: "What did you just tell me?"
"It's nothing, just saying that you are very good." Pei Ran said, "It was also when we were playing together before... you can all go professional."
Pei Ran spoke very seriously. He watched two PUBG international games with Luo Qingshan and felt that many masters were not as beautiful as Yan Zhun.
Yan Zhun turned his head and glanced at him. Within two seconds, he retracted his gaze and raised his mouth.
"It's not qualified enough to fight." Yan Zhun said half-truth, "you can only fry fish ponds."
Pei Ran nodded: "Blow me up."
"You don't cook." Yan Zhun said in a serious tone, "You just don't play much, and you are not proficient. Wouldn't you play LOL well?"
Pei Ran was a little surprised: "Well...how do you know?"
Yan Zhun was silent for a while, and said, "I saw you and Luo Qingshan."
In the final stage of cleaning up the autistic city, a young lady in the team was killed. Yan Zhun, as usual, cleared all the enemies without a word, turned around and helped his teammates around him, and lost a first aid kit. And painkillers.
"Thank you brother." The girl thanked him, "Let's go together in the next game, I will pay you three bags in the next game~"
Pei Ran waited for a long time, and couldn't help poking his sleeve and reminding him: "The friendly team seems to be talking to you."
"I know, but I don't want to row with them." Yan Zhun said.
But the teammates didn't seem to give up. Pei Ran felt that they pulled down other voices privately, and they were talking to Yan Zhun every time they opened the microphone.
"Let's go together, the number four has been wailing for you WeChat." In a joking tone.
Soon, there was a sentence: "You hate it! Don't tell me..."
Yan Zhun said: "If you change your gender, I will consider it."
Didn't understand on the other end: "Huh?"
Yan Zhun exchanged bullets and said, "I like men."
Pei Ran: "..."
Pei Ran still hadn't recovered a bit until the words "good luck, eat chicken tonight" came out.
Yan Zhun was so caught off guard, came out in front of him?
The sound of the door opening interrupted Pei Ran's thoughts.
Luo Qingshan pushed the door in. He was wearing a baseball cap with the brim of his hat covering his eyes. He closed the door and turned his head. When he met Pei Ran's gaze, his expression appeared blankly for a moment.
Before Pei Ran took a closer look, he had already cleaned up his expression.
"Baby," Luo Qingshan took off his hat, "Are you tired of waiting?"
Pei Ran got up: "No, I'm watching Yan Zhun playing games."
Luo Qingshan glanced at his roommate, Yan Zhun restarted the game without giving him any look.
However, Luo Qingshan didn't mind Yan Zhun's character. He grabbed Pei Ran's waist and bowed his head to kiss him, but Pei Ran blocked him with his palm.
"You are all sweaty." After Pei Ran finished speaking, he took a step back, "You go take a shower, and then we go to eat?"
Luo Qingshan lowered his mouth slightly: "Okay, I'll go, you wait for me."
While Luo Qingshan was taking a bath, the charging cell phone rang suddenly.
Pei Ran lowered his head subconsciously.
[You received a message]
Luo Qingshan set the phone to not preview the message.
When he left school the other day, he played Tetris with Luo Qingshan's mobile phone. He remembered that there was no such setting.
After taking a shower, Luo Qingshan put on his hat again: "Go, baby."
When Pei Ran closed the door, he couldn't help but glance at the person playing the game.
Yan Zhun has put on the headphones again.
Pei Ran opened his mouth, and within a few seconds of hesitation, Luo Qingshan held his wrist gently.
"What are you in a daze? Go, there will be no place for a while."
The door of the dormitory was closed, and the running game characters in the game stopped suddenly. Yan Zhun turned his head and took a deep look at the direction where they left.
Luo Qingshan came back very late.
When he came back, Yan Zhun was still playing games, and the enemy was swept to death by his guns, very cruel.
Luo Qingshan is chatting with someone on the phone: "I just arrived in the bedroom... dinner? The new restaurant next door to the meal is not delicious, the taste is very weak, and I won't go anymore... I didn't play the game, it should be Pei Ran Seeing my computer was on, I turned it off easily."
After hanging up the phone, Luo Qingshan climbed onto the bed and put the quilt on top of his head, thinking about what happened in the afternoon.
In the afternoon, Su Nian confessed to him.
Su Nian and Pei Ran are completely two types. When Su Nian confessed, there were tears in her eyes, and they almost cried, even their lips were red.
"I thought you were not coming back tonight."
Unexpectedly, Yan Zhun would talk to him. Luo Qingshan was taken aback for a moment, then pulled off the quilt: "How could it be possible that the school is in this ruined suburb, and the surrounding hotels Pei Ran feel dirty and never want to live."
Yan Zhun walked to the sink on the balcony and said nothing.
But Luo Qingshan's mind is a bit confused now, and he wants to chat with people, so after Yan Zhun turns off the light and goes to bed, he finally can't help turning over.
"Yan Zhun, what did Pei Ran talk to you today?"
"Nothing to talk about."
"You didn't speak ill of me, did you?"
"What's wrong?"
"Ah, I don't wash socks..." Luo Qingshan put his hand under the back of his head, "Tsk, don't boys have this problem? Mainly, Pei Ran is a bit clean."
"Nothing."
Luo Qingshan asked a lot, and Yan Zhun actually answered them one by one, although the answers were very brief.
"Then you think Pei Ran is good or Su Nian is good?"
After saying this, the dormitory fell silent for an instant.
Only then did Luo Qingshan realize that he said smoothly, and said hurriedly: "I'll just talk about it..."
"Pei Ran."
"what?"
Yan Zhun closed his eyes in the dark and repeated: "Pei Ran."
Irritability and certain unspeakable irritation entangled in Luo Qingshan's heart. Yan Zhun was a wooden existence in his mind. He was not good at words, did not like to chat, and would not break his mouth outside.
So when he speaks, he is much less precise.
"Yes, Pei Ran is the best-looking boy I have ever seen in my life." Luo Qingshan murmured, "You didn't see him in high school. You wore a white shirt with a nice face and nice hands. Even his neck looks good. Did you see his legs? They are long and straight. He learned to dance when he was a child, so he is very beautiful."
"Ok."
Luo Qingshan was immersed in his own world, and when he didn't realize that Yan Zhun responded to him, he used a tone of approval.
"It's also very clean, the whole person is very clean... So when I knew he likes boys, I chased him without thinking."
Pei Ran was hard to chase, and he was unhappy no matter how much he coaxed. In the end, Luo Qingshan went and beat the boy who was promoting Pei Ran's aptitude everywhere. After half his life, he finally chased him.
The sharp cell phone ringing interrupted Luo Qingshan's words.
Luo Qingshan suddenly returned to his senses and picked up: "Hello, Su Nian?"
He is still full of Pei Ran now, and his tone is very cold at first: "I was about to fall asleep, so I didn't say...what? My feet started to hurt again?"
After chatting for a long time, Luo Qingshan got up and said, "I'll take a look at your bedroom, you open the door."
When Luo Qingshan opened the door of the dormitory, he heard the person behind him say coolly: "It's the night, go to heal classmates' legs?"
Luo Qingshan smiled: "Come on, don't tease me, I'll go to the bedroom upstairs to have a look and leave the door for me."
After Luo Qingshan left, Yan Zhun got up from the bed and took the cigarette to the balcony.
In the dark night, Yan Zhun breathed out a puff of smoke, and the fog put a layer of white gauze on the moon, making it look more ethereal and distant.
After a long time, Yan Zhun put out the smoke.
He lowered his eyes, concealing the depression and unwillingness surging in him.
"grass……"