"Who wants to sleep with you, no... Who the fuck is your future boyfriend?!"

Song Yan couldn't bear it anymore, dragged Xia Zhiye by the collar and threw him out of the bedroom, then slammed the door.

Xia Zhiye held back a smile outside the door: "You really don't want to sleep with me?"

Song Yan was ruthless inside the door: "If you want to die, you can try."

People haven't caught up yet, so they will live on the sofa first, and they should be able to experience post-marital life in advance.

Xia Zhiye was in a good mood after thinking about it, and said lazily, "Then you have to give me a quilt, right?"

As soon as the voice fell, a bed of air conditioners flew out of the door that had just been opened. Before Xia Zhiye could see the face of the person who threw the quilt, the door was closed again.

But don't look at it, Xia Zhiye also knows that the face must be angry and shy now, and it's cute.

Although a little fierce, but still very cute.

Anyway, his future boyfriend is the most adorable in the world.

Xia Zhiye sat on the sofa contentedly, resting his head on the back of his head with one hand, and took out the photo taken at the amusement park with the other. The more he looked at the corners of his lips, the deeper the smile.

Looking at it, as if remembering something, he sat up, took out an old photo album from the drawer at the bottom of the coffee table, carefully put the photo into the blank plastic film interlayer, and then treasured it again. The most important thing is to put the album back in place and lock the drawer.

When the album was closed, the chandelier on the top gently illuminated the row of tender and clumsy fonts on the cover - Xia Xia's little home.

It used to belong to him and his parents.

In the future, he hopes to belong to him and Song Yan.

After the door was locked from the inside, Song Yan was lying on the bed, looking at the empty ceiling, and suddenly felt a little unreasonable.

The room is Xia Zhiye's room, and the bed is Xia Zhiye's bed. Why should I drive others out and occupy the magpie's nest? It makes no sense.

Although he has always had a bad temper and is not a reasonable person, he still has the basic qualities of self-cultivation.

But after meeting Xia Zhiye, he couldn't help but lose his temper.

As if subconsciously, he felt that he could lose his temper in front of Xia Zhiye at will, because no matter who was right or who was wrong, Xia Zhiye would coax himself first every time.

As soon as he thought of Xia Zhiye hanging around his neck at every turn, and shouting "We hate brother", "Song Daxi" and "Song Yan little friend" lazily in his ear, Song Yan felt his ears get hot. .

He simply turned sideways, turned his back to the door, covered the quilt, and prepared to sleep, as if he would not be affected by Xia Zhiye outside the door.

However, he couldn't sleep.

He couldn't stay alone in a dark confined space, so when he slept alone, he always had the light on. The light passed through his eyelids and cast a dark crimson layer on his iris, and he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Song Yancai remembered that he didn't take sleeping pills today.

Or maybe he just remembered that he hadn't taken sleeping pills for a long time.

I don't know since when, he seems to be used to being in the same room as Xia Zhiye, and that he can easily fall asleep peacefully in the dark where he knows he is there.

It was obvious that he had slept alone in the past ten years, and it only took two or three months, as if he had developed a habit that he couldn't give up.

And when I thought of Xia Zhiye, I couldn't help but see the man standing in the crowded and noisy crowd, accompanied by the gorgeous fireworks behind him, looking down at him and saying, "Song Yan, I like you".

At that moment, the thousands of people in his eyes were gone, the dazzling fireworks were gone, and there was only the tenderness and love of the eye-catching young man with a smile on his face.

It's a lie to say no.

In other words, before Xia Zhiye confessed to him, he was already moved.

I was so excited that I couldn't help but seriously ask the doctor if I had a heart attack in the hospital.

But the young heart is too shallow, it can't represent anything, and it can't promise anything.

It's not that Song Yan doesn't believe in Xia Zhiye, but he doesn't believe in himself.

I don't believe that I have the ability to handle this emotion, and I don't believe that I can afford all the unknown consequences of this young man's heartbeat.

He felt that it might just be a momentary emotion caused by hormones in puberty, or it might just be a habitual dependence formed by getting along with each other for a long time.

After all, what if Xia Zhiye was just hot-headed.

Thinking of this, Song Yan seemed to suddenly pay attention, took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Xia Zhiye.

[YAN]: We'll be cold for 21 days starting tomorrow.

[Wild]: ?

[YAN]: Go to school and go to school separately, eat and go to the toilet separately, you can live at home if you can, even if you are in the dormitory together, don’t talk unless it’s important, and don’t send WeChat unless you’re not together.

[Wild]: ? ?

[YAN]: Time is the only criterion for testing truth, and 21 days is an inertial cycle for humans to develop habits.

[Wild]:  …

Xia Zhiye was lying on the sofa outside, watching Song Yan's long request, tapped the screen twice with his fingertips, thought for a moment, seemed to understand what Song Yan meant, and couldn't help but chuckle. .

Why is Song Yan, who is so wise in hoeing the strong and helping the weak to help students study for exams, but naive like a primary school chicken when it comes to dealing with emotional issues.

Probably because there are some things that can be taught as long as there is a teacher, but there are some things that no one has ever told Song Yan how to deal with, such as the ability to love and be loved.

It's not Song Yan's fault, it's just a dilemma that his future boyfriend needs to help him solve.

So Xia Zhiye replied with one word: [OK]

Song Yan, who was already ready to talk with Xia Zhiye's theory, was stunned by the unexpected "good" word.

When did Xia Zhiye become so embarrassed?

Song Yan replied again: [Then I will go back to the dormitory tomorrow, you stay at home]

Xia Zhiye still replied quickly: [OK]

Song Yan: "..."

The plan is progressing so smoothly, it should be relieved, but feel a little uncomfortable in heart, vaguely like some kind of loss.

But that's fine, anyway, it's a good thing that you don't have to see someone dangling in front of you and talking nonsense tomorrow.

Song Yan pulled the quilt and covered her head, but didn't reply.

But because haven't slept in room alone for a long time, didn't sleep very well that night. always woke up with some nightmares, fell asleep intermittently, and broke out in a cold sweat.

I should have slept until nearly noon on the weekend, but woke up early again, and then I couldn't fall back to sleep.

When he woke up, he found that Xia Zhiye could not be seen inside or outside the house, only a solitary breakfast on the table, without a note.

Where did this man go early in the morning?

Song Yan thought about sitting at the table and stirred the white porridge in the bowl a few times, feeling a little tasteless, and reached out to get a tea egg, only to find that today's tea egg actually has a shell.

After realizing this problem, Song Yan paused for a while before realizing that the tea eggs had shells, but Xia Zhiye calmly peeled them for him and sent them to his hand.

Song Yan: "..."

Thinking of someone again early in the morning is really haunting.

And isn't it just a tea egg? He doesn't know how to peel it.

However, today's tea egg shells are extremely crushed and stick to the egg skin in small pieces. Smudged the taste of the hand.

Young Master Song finally lost his patience. He threw the tea eggs and wanted to send a WeChat message to ask Xia Zhiye where he went early in the morning. However, as soon as he took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat, he saw that Xia Zhiye's profile picture had turned into a black on white background. pictures of words.

The white background is an ordinary white background, and the black character is an unusual black character, it is a capital number "21".

"..."

Thinking of what he personally sent yesterday [Don't send WeChat unless you are not together unless it's important], Song Yan turned off his phone heavily.

21 is 21.

In just 21 days, can he still live without Xia Zhiye?

Thinking about it, wrap the tea egg in a plastic bag, slap it on the table as Xia Zhiye's head, and pick out the torn egg from the nearly shattered shell, with a cold face. Murderfully ate it.

And Xia Zhiye, who was helping Song Yan with the ointment to relieve back pain at the drugstore, suddenly shivered for no reason.

Where did the murderous aura come from in this holy place of doctors?

Xia Zhiye finally grabbed the last few pairs of old Nanwu's unique secret recipe ointment from a large group of uncles and aunts. When he returned home, he found that the house was empty.

The quilt was neatly folded, but the person who should have been lying in the quilt was gone.

Where is his future boyfriend?

Xia Zhiye glanced at the time, it was less than ten o'clock, why did Song Yan get up so early today?

Xia Zhiye, who was accustomed to Song Yan's craziness to catch up on sleep on weekends, tapped his phone twice, realizing that Song Yan must have slept alone last night, so he didn't sleep well and lost sleep again.

I blame myself for not continuing to insist on shameless last night.

Think, open WeChat.

[Wild]: [Maomao probe/Where is the wife.GIF]

Song Yan had just returned to the dormitory and took out a set of management tools to prepare for brushing, but as soon as he picked up the pen, he received this news, and the tip of the pen was broken.

Where did Xia Zhiye, this idiot, come from this kind of emoji.

Song Yan gritted his teeth and sent a screenshot of the chat with the phrase "don't send WeChat unless we're not together unless it's important", then threw the waste pen in his hand and took out a new one.

Just as he was about to continue the question, Xia Zhiye returned a picture, which was a bag of dog skin plaster.

[Wild]: Is it an important thing about your waist?

[YAN]: It's none of your business whether it's important or not.

[Wild]: Why is it none of my business

[YAN]: ?

Song Yan just wondered if Xia Zhiye was going to come up with something like "Because I like you, whether you are healthy or not, I care about whether you are healthy or happy, and I saw Xia Zhiye send another one: [After all, men can't Bad waist]

Snapped

The new pen that Song Yan had just taken out of his hand unfortunately died again.

He knew that Xia Zhiye was shameless before, but he didn't expect Xia Zhiye to be so shameless. He felt that since he punctured the window paper, this person has become a wild horse, and any slapstick emoji will come out of his mouth.

Song Yan's way of handling this situation is very simple and rude. He takes a deep breath, and his fingertips move like the wind: [Go away, you, uncle, don't come back at night if you don't want to die]

Then wechat phone blackout one-stop service.

Extremely smooth, without pause.

By the way, took out the third pen and opened the paper.

What a man is, a man can't affect the speed of his questioning.

Otherwise, before he completely became independent from Song Minghai, he would not even have the freedom to choose his own school, let alone fall in love with a man.

So even if he wants to be with Xia Zhiye, he can't affect his studies. Otherwise, what will he do to support himself, Xia Zhiye, grandma and little mahjong in the future?

After all, old people are very easy to get sick when they are old, and girls need to be rich and supportive. In the future, they will spend more money. They can't rely on Xia Zhiye to play with rich women and sell things for a lifetime.

Song Yan thought about it, unaware that he had subconsciously bound his future to Xia Zhiye, but gradually calmed down and quickly brushed the questions.

After I finished my comprehension, I did two sets of math and English real questions. I wanted to take another set of physics, but when I looked up, I found that the sky was completely dark outside the window, and my stomach grumbled along with it.

It was only then that Song Yan realized that he had forgotten to eat at noon, and the feeling of hunger rushed to his stomach dully. He took out his mobile phone and planned to order takeout.

As soon as unlocked the screen, saw the bright red dot in the upper right corner of the companion software.

Song Yan set that non-friends cannot send messages, and his only friend is Xia Zhiye.

Clicking on the APP, sure enough, it was a message sent by Xia Zhiye.

[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: Miss, are you there~

Song Yan looked at the tilde, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

What about not chatting privately and not coaxing people, but not only did he take the initiative to chat privately, but he also sent tildes when sending messages?

He didn't send a tilde when he sent WeChat to himself just now.

Moreover, he had already returned the money before, and made it clear that he planned to end the transaction. As a result, he ignored him for only one afternoon, so he went to find other girls. He was really a scumbag.

However, in his heart, Song Yan was still worried that Xia Zhiye had suddenly encountered something and was short of money, so he replied indifferently: [in]

On the other end, Xia Zhiye was also writing questions, but the screen of the mobile phone on the table suddenly lit up, and turned to look: [XX Software: Your special friend, Mei Qian Duo, a little rich woman, sent you a friend message, Check it out online now~]

The corners of his lips couldn't help but smile.

Someone was really hard-hearted and soft-hearted. He said that he ignored people, but he dropped a small straight hook and bit it obediently.

Picking up the phone, unlocking the screen, and quickly replied: [Miss, are you in a bad mood today? Why are you so indifferent all of a sudden, you don't even have emojis anymore]

I also need emoji, where did so much shit come from.

While scolding Song Yan, he was afraid of revealing his secrets, so he endured the humiliation and replied: [No ducks! It's just that the door was opened, and it's inconvenient to type! (*▽*)]

Xia Zhiye held back a smile: [It's good if you're not in a bad mood, does Miss Sister have time to play games today? I will take you to the glory duck]

Duck, you still duck.

The big man sells a fart and doesn't know how to keep himself clean.

Song Yan replied angrily: [What's the matter~ Didn't my brother return all the money to me and say I don't need it? Why did you suddenly come to me again, duck]

[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: I thought there was no hope, so I don't need it, but I succeeded in my confession yesterday, so I wanted to prepare a surprise for the person I like.

"?"

Confession succeeded?

Could it be that Xia Zhiye confessed to others yesterday? !

Song Yan's brain became hot, and his fingers moved faster than his brain: [Who else did you confess to? ? ? ]

[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: ?

[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: What does it mean to confess to whom?

"..."

Song Yan realized that he was too excited, and calmed down a bit: [Oh, nothing, I thought it was the person you liked before that failed to confess, and I confessed again yesterday]

Song Yan also felt that his explanation was a little blunt, but fortunately Xia Zhiye didn't seem to think too much.

[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: No, you misunderstood

[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: I have only liked one person from beginning to end. Before, it was because I thought he liked me, but it turned out that I was self-indulgent, so I was a little disheartened, but then I I understand that I want to be nice to him, not to want him to be nice to me. What I like is not that he likes me, but that I like him, so I bravely confessed to him yesterday.

[Pure and beautiful male high school student online pick up and play]: This is the first time I like a person, I like the kind of like I like very much, I like it so much that I may only like this person in my life, so I want to give him the best Nice surprise.

I like it so much that may only like this person for the rest of life.

Song Yan's knuckles tightened slightly while holding the phone.

Xia Zhiye, this idiot, said something disgusting and disgusting to an outsider.

However, thinking about this in my mind, my heart was so soft that my heart became sour, and even the tone of typing was much gentler: [Then did he promise you?]

[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: No.

[Ren, beautiful, rich and rich woman]: Then how do you say that your confession was successful?

[Pure and beautiful male high school student picks up and plays online]: Because he is still willing to ignore me and lose his temper with me, this is enough

Song Yan: "..."

Cao, does Xia Zhiye have no bottom line? What's a good thing to lose your temper with at him? He still acts like a treasure, is he a fool?

The more Song Yan thought about it, the more depressed his heart became, and he pursed his lips and replied: [From your description, I feel that his temperament and personality are not very good. I don't know how to cherish it. What is there to like?]

[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: Well, his temper is really bad.

Song Yan: "?"

[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: The personality is not very good.

Song Yan: "??"

[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: There are also potential domestic violence and prodigal tendencies

Song Yan: "???"

Okay, Xia Zhiye can be buried.

Just when he was about to assassinate Xia Zhiye, a new message appeared in the dialog box.

[Pure and beautiful male high school students play online]: But I just like him. Although he has a bad temper, he has a good heart. Although he has a hard mouth, he is soft-hearted. Although he likes to beat me, he is always ticklish , he was very hard when he beat the gangster for me. Although he was very picky about spending money, he was willing to save money and spend a hard life in order to help me, so in my heart he is the best and the most unique, even if he is temporarily It doesn't matter if you don't want to promise me, I'm willing to wait for him.

"..."

Song Yan, who just wanted to bury Xia Zhiye, wanted to bury herself in an instant.

If it wasn't for the fact that he still had the ID of a rich woman with a lot of money, he would even begin to suspect that Xia Zhiye was deliberately deceiving himself to be soft-hearted in order to terminate the 21-day Cold War plan.

So he couldn't let Xia Zhiye talk anymore, and he couldn't hold it any longer.

Song Yan quickly replied with his heartbeat that was getting faster and faster: [Wow! Great! Come on brother! happy]

He quickly added: [But I don't think my brother needs to spend money to prepare surprises. If that person knows about it, he definitely doesn't want to work so hard for him]

[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: Well, it's okay, if you don't have time, you can speak directly. I can contact other customers.

? ? ?

other customers?

Xia Zhiye is going to find the rich woman who thinks badly about him again? !

Song Yan didn't even think about it: [I didn't mean that]

[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: I always thought that you are the most innocent and the most accommodating among all my clients, so I thought of looking for you at the first time and told you so much, but I didn't expect Sorry to bother you, but thank you very much.

[Ren, beautiful, rich and rich woman]: No, I don't mean that. I think my brother is still in high school. Studying hard is the right way. You shouldn't waste your time playing with you.

[Pure and beautiful male high school students pick up and play online]: My parents died in a traffic accident when I was in the third year of junior high school. I usually live with a grandmother and a younger sister, and their usual expenses depend on my grandmother's retirement salary. And pension insurance, my expenses are all my own ideas, so I am used to working part-time, but you can rest assured that it will not affect my studies.

Song Yan: "..."

That's right, if it wasn't for the compulsion of life, Xia Zhiye wouldn't have to come out to earn money to support his family when he was a teenager.

And Xia Zhiye has a good brain and really good grades, so let him earn other people's money to give him gifts, it's better to earn his own money, so that he can feel better in his heart.

[Little rich woman with more money and beauty]: So, my brother is so pitiful, then don't worry, brother, as long as you want, I have time at any time, you don't have to look for other customers, in case you encounter strange people It's not good (*^◎^*)]

Xia Zhiye leaned back in his chair, looked at the news uploaded on the phone screen, and couldn't help but lowered his head and smiled.

How could someone be so cute in front of the cool brother, so there's no way they wouldn't want to trick him into going home.

Moreover, although he used some Spring and Autumn brushwork, what he said were all objective facts, so if Song Yan had to settle the account in the future, he would just contract the housework for the rest of his life, and he had to cheat and go home first.

Then click on the data modification interface.

After half a minute.

[The pure and beautiful male high school student has a gold master]: Okay, thank you for the kind-hearted little angel.

Song Yan looked at the suddenly changed ID: "?"

Just when I was about to send a message saying that he didn't mean that, he was not interested in taking care of Xia Zhiye, and Xia Zhiye's message was sent again: [Are you online? ]

Song Yan: "..."

never mind.

People are beautiful and rich, little rich woman: [OK]

Song Yan was very careful not to cut the wrong number this time, but after entering the game room, he found that the small icon of the microphone was actually lit up in the lower right corner of Xia Zhiye's avatar.

[People are beautiful and rich and rich women are rich]:?

Xia Zhiye's lazy voice came from the earphone: "I didn't want to communicate with strangers when I didn't turn on the mic before, but we are friends now, so I think it's more convenient to communicate with voice, after all, the teammates of Chong Glory need to cooperate with each other. It is very important that I guarantee your gaming experience."

Sounds like hesitant and dedicated, but Song Yan couldn't think of a good way to refute for a while.

[Ren, beautiful, rich and rich woman]: But I'm in the dormitory now, and my roommate is sleeping next to me, so it's not convenient to talk.

Xia Zhiye: "It's alright, just follow my instructions, don't talk."

Song Yan: "..."

alright.

You don't need to speak, otherwise you will have to ask Shen Jiayan for the link to the voice changer.

"But I looked at your APP positioning before, and you are also in Nanwu?" Xia Zhiye said suddenly and coldly.

Song Yan's heart tightened.

Xia Zhiye asked slowly again, "It can't be from Nanwu No. 3 Middle School, right?"

Song Yanfei quickly denied: [No]

"No, it's fine, otherwise you should pay more attention in the dormitory at night."

[People are beautiful and rich and rich women are rich]:?

"The dormitory of Nanwu No. 3 Middle School is haunted."

[People are beautiful and rich and rich women are rich]:? ?

"You may not have heard of it, but the students in the Xiacheng District should all know that when the school was expanded, because there was no land around, all the illegal buildings built on the current dormitory building had to be demolished. already."

"At that time, there were many people who forcibly built illegally occupying land and were unwilling. It was because those builders wanted to snatch their houses and land, and they would not demolish them without paying high demolition fees. The builders were also unwilling. This piece of land was allocated to the school by the government, they are only contracting the building, why should they pay the demolition fee, and the two sides started to fight, and there were a few fights, and the trouble became bigger and bigger.”

"It's okay to fight and conflict, the key is that the project can only be delayed for a long time, and it can't be completed on time if the project is delayed, and the builder will lose money, and the students will not be able to enroll on time, so one day a contractor will take it. An idea, decided to take advantage of the middle of the night when no one was there, to secretly push the building forcibly."

"In the end, I didn't expect that the people who took the lead to make the most trouble had already expected their hand, and they lived in those illegal buildings at night, but it happened that a few of them drank that night, and they were so drunk that they didn't listen. When there was any movement, the construction team shouted for a long time, thinking that there was no one inside, so they drove the cart and pushed it flat."

"So those people were crushed to death inside. Later, due to various considerations, the matter was suppressed. The dormitory building was completed on schedule, but when the students moved in, they found that the inside was not right."

As soon as he finished speaking, something hit the window with a "bang". Song Yan was caught off guard, his hands trembled in fright, and he directly sent a person's head.

Xia Zhiye didn't seem to pay attention, and continued to operate the hero in his hand, while speaking: "It started on a weekend, almost all the students in that building went home, and only one student was left in the dormitory. It was because he suddenly heard the sound of someone banging against the window, and he was so frightened that he yelled a few times. After the sound stopped, he went to the window to look, only to see a figure floating by the window, and then a strange sound came from the ceiling. It sounded like someone was moving on it. At first he thought it was a prank by his classmates upstairs, but guess what?"

Song Yan frantically manipulates Di Renjie in his hands, yearning only for justice and light, and doesn't want to guess at all.

However, Xia Zhiye slowly threw out a sentence: "As a result, the student lives on the sixth floor, which is the top floor of the dormitory of No. 3 Middle School. The roof is closed. There is no, there, people on it."

Chill-

Song Yan's fingers crossed his head directly from the screen, symbolizing the heroic sacrifice of Di Renjie, who was just and bright.

The initiator also asked very thoughtfully: "What's wrong? You're scared? It's okay, you're not in Nanwu No. 3 Middle School, and you can't get your life on your head, and don't be afraid if you don't have roommates next to you."

Song Yan, who was lying alone on the bed on the sixth floor of the dormitory of Nanwu No. 3 Middle School: "..."

Well, it's okay, don't be afraid.

Prosperity, strength, democracy, civilization and harmony.

He is a proud member of the Communist Youth League, and he is not afraid.

thump—

"Grass!"

The dormitory door slammed suddenly, so frightened Song Yan threw the phone out of his hand.

When he turned his head and bumped into a big white face who was looking in with a glass probe against the door, he was startled again, and then he recognized that it was the dormitory aunt.

After a false alarm, when I realized that I was already covered in cold sweat, I opened the door, and the dormitory aunt handed over the takeaway: "Let me tell you, this is a special situation on weekends, and you can't order takeout in normal times."

Song Yan nodded: "Okay."

After a pause, thinking of something, he asked again, "Auntie, did any construction accidents happen when building this dormitory building?"

Auntie nodded calmly: "Yes, I've been out, what's wrong?"

"...Nothing, thank you auntie."

"It's alright, just treat your aunt as your own family. But you need to eat more meals. Seeing your pale face, people who don't know think you've rubbed flour." After saying that, the aunt walked away.

And the long corridor was very empty because it was the weekend after the exam, and the lights in almost every dormitory were dimmed.

A gust of wind blew through the hall, causing the window from nowhere to squeak. Song Yan quickly closed the door, then threw the takeaway on the table, and jumped to bed with a bang.

Picking up the phone and wrapping himself with the quilt from head to toe, he curled up under the quilt and quickly sent a message: [The internet in the dormitory is not good today, I just dropped the line]

Xia Zhiye's voice came over in time like a shot of reassurance: "Well, it's okay, I'm here, but the other side is still crushed. If you have a network card, then we won't call it today, and we'll talk about it another day?"

Song Yan has never typed so fast in her life: [Don't, it's fine, now that the internet is online, you can type as long as you like]

"Aw, that's it." Xia Zhiye said with regret, "But I suddenly have something to do here, so I'll have to go after this fight."

[People are beautiful and rich and rich women are rich]:?

"My sister can't do her kindergarten homework. I'm going to tutor her."

After finishing speaking, the voice of a little mahjong came from the other end of the voice: "Brother! Come here quickly!"

"Right now, brother will be here soon." Xia Zhiye seemed to turn his head in response, and then turned back and said to Song Yan, "You come to the middle, we will push it up."

After talking about Xia Zhiye's Lan, he rushed to the high ground with a sprint, and smashed the opponent's Xiao Luban and Xiao Daji, and then blew the horn of victory with his own team.

Before Song Yan could speak out to hold back, Xia Zhiye went offline with a "Victory".

The avatar is grayed out.

The voice disappears.

The world suddenly returned to silence, only the night wind whistling outside the window, and the strange sound of marbles from the ceiling.

Song Yan: "..."

It's okay, don't be afraid.

He is not afraid.

Song Yan moved his body stiffly. On the premise that none of his slender limbs would stick out of the quilt, he silently turned his body, changed to lying down, and then froze in place, closed his eyes, and did not move.

As long as he slept fast enough, feudal superstition could not catch up to him.

He is a great young man in the new century. He has been educated in socialist core values ​​since childhood, believed in science, believed in Marxist-Leninist philosophy, and stood firm in materialism...

"Fuck! Xia Zhiye is a big idiot!"

Three minutes later, Song Yan finally couldn't help opening his eyes and scolded fiercely.

And the big idiot is slowly packing his schoolbag and changing his coat in his own house.

The super smart little mahjong next to him who finished his kindergarten homework early, raised his head and asked, "Brother Ye, are you going to go back to school tonight?"

"Yeah." Xia Zhiye put on a black jacket, "You hate my brother telling me to go back."

The little mahjong tilted his head and seemed to be very distressed: "But didn't you just say that your brother hated forbid you to go back?"

Xia Zhiye turned his head and smiled mysteriously at her: "But he will call me back soon."

Little Mahjong: "?"

As soon as the voice fell, Xia Zhiye's cell phone ding-dong.

WeChat messages.

[YAN]: Auntie rounds the room today, go back to sleep.

Some people really don't lie, and today is not the day to go back to school, so what kind of room are they looking for?

But Xia Zhiye still smiled and replied: [Okay, thank you for reminding me]

After returning, he shook his mobile phone in front of the little mahjong: "Look, you hate my brother and tell me to go back."

The little mahjong who just learned the Arabic numerals "1, 2, 3" today can't understand a word of the dialog box.

But from his wild brother's joy, he could feel that the news was true, but she still didn't understand the naive and innocent: "Why did brother Yan let you go back for a while, but not let you go back for a while."

Xia Zhiye squatted down, rubbed her little soft hair, and said with a smile, "Because your geeky brother is a little arrogant who loves face, but he can't sleep well without elder brother Ye."

He was not sure whether Song Yan was afraid of the dark or not, or not of ghosts.

But he knew that Song Yan must be afraid of sleeping alone.

Therefore, it was said that we should all sleep together in the future, that is, we should sleep together. If someone can't be embarrassed, then you should be ashamed.

After all, he wanted Song Yan to sleep peacefully and steadily every night from now on, no longer need to be afraid of insomnia, and no longer need to be afraid of who will leave him in the dark.

The author has something to say: Song Yan on the surface: I want 21 days of cold treatment

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