"Freeze said!"

Yan Zhuo raised his voice unconsciously, as if a loud voice could conceal his guilty conscience.

Zheng Yi was restrained by him and said, "Why are you so loud?"

Yan Zhuo said, "I was born..."

Zheng Yi "smacking": "It's not like I haven't been in the same room with you, why didn't I find out before."

"Did we know each other before?"

"Aren't we acquainted?"

"You don't count?"

Zheng Yi said, "Who told you not to play with me?"

His ability to confuse right and wrong with nonsense and his previous ability to make trouble without reason made Yan Zhuo laugh angrily.

He said, "Friend, do you remember the way you quarreled with others in the dormitory before?"

Zheng Yi said, "You only see one side of me."

Yan Zhuo laughed dryly and said in his heart: But I am not interested in the other side of you.

Zheng Yi tilted his head to look at him, and suddenly said: "Prejudice is not worth it."

"I have no prejudice against you."

"I'm prejudiced against you."

Yan Zhuo asked, "What prejudice?"

"Prejudice is..." Zheng Yi blinked, suddenly brought his head close to him, and whispered in his ear, "You are so good-looking, I always think you are here to grab a man from me."

What kind of bullshit is this?

Yan Zhuo silently pushed Zheng Yi away, "I don't want to care about you so much, stay away from Lao Tzu."

Zheng Yi asked, "Then why do you hate me?"

Yan Zhuo was silent, and after a while, he denied it, "No."

Are there any two people who are fully aware that the face project still needs to be done? Zheng Yi joked, "You won't discriminate against my sexual orientation, will you?"

"No." Yan Zhuo said.

Not since the beginning, not even now.

"It's fine if you don't," Zheng Yi said. "Discriminating against me is the same as discriminating against yourself."

Yan Zhuo didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at first, and then he frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Zheng Yi said, "What do you mean? It means..." He raised the corners of his mouth viciously: "We are the same."

After he said this, the air froze for a few seconds.

Yan Zhuo's face turned pale, and it took a long time to recover. The things that he had been unwilling to face and covered up tightly were so easily torn open, making him a little angry.

Yan Zhuo suddenly grabbed Zheng Yi's collar and made a circle before pushing him against the wall. He was originally a little shorter than Zheng Yi, but because of the aura at the moment, he was forced to rise two degrees. He said coldly: "Fuck you."

Zheng Yi also didn't expect Yan Zhuo to have this kind of personality. He "hiss" and said, "It hurts!"

He was stretched out of breath by the collar, and patted Yan Zhuo's hand to reassure him, "Don't, don't... get excited, if you have something to say, let me go first."

Yan Zhuo ignored his current state and said, "Why didn't you think about having something to say when you were bullshitting in front of me?"

Zheng Yi blushed, grabbed Yan Zhuo's hand and said, "Am I kidding, you should be the most..."

Yan Zhuo tightened his grip.

"I was wrong, I was bullshitting." Zheng Yi shouted, admitting in a second. A good man doesn't suffer from immediate losses, he just wants to die, so he gossips in front of Yan Zhuo.

Yan Zhuo recited "the other party is a guest" three times in his mind before he could resist the desire to send a fist to his face. He glanced at the knuckles that had turned white from the force, and let go.

It was not easy for Zheng Yi to suddenly be able to breathe freely, and he patted his chest. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "You are really a dual personality. You usually look at people obediently, but you are really not soft-hearted when you move your hands."

Yan Zhuo rubbed his sore wrist, noncommittal.

Zheng Yi didn't dare to scold him even though he was beaten, and said aggrievedly, "I just want to be your friend, why are you treating me like this?"

Yan Zhuo ignored him.

He continued, "Could it be because..." He glanced at Yan Zhuo quietly.

The lights in the bathroom were dim and dim, Yan Zhuo was standing in the back light, his face was hidden in the darkness, making it difficult to see his expression.

Zheng Yi suddenly felt a little frightened.

He said, "Okay, okay, no kidding." Then, he pretended to be sleepy and yawned, "I'm so sleepy, so I went to sleep.

Zheng Yi turned and walked out of the bathroom, and within a few seconds, Yan Zhuo heard the sound of the door closing.

He closed his eyes and walked numbly to the window after a while. He didn't open the window and just stared downstairs.

He remembered that a long time ago, it was such a dark night, such a cold day.

Song Yan was sitting on the reclining chair downstairs alone, and the snow fell. At that time, Yan Zhuo clearly saw the overwhelming loneliness in him.

Also from that day on, he couldn't help being a little bit nicer to Song Yan.

The world is still the world, and the recliner is still the recliner.

Song Yan is still the same Song Yan, but Yan Zhuo is no longer that Yan Zhuo.

When he was tempted, he changed.

While talking about staying away, he couldn't help but get closer.

He patted his arm and said: You are a hypocrite.

In fact, everything has already been answered, why when Song Yan yelled at him, the first thing he felt was loss, not embarrassment. And why is Song Yan no longer paying attention to him, he will search his stomach to find a reason to hope to be forgiven instead of it doesn't matter who you are.

He is not a dog licker.

It's not because he cherishes this friend.

He likes this man.

I like it very much.

No matter how much he tried to escape, how much he denied it, he couldn't get enough of the love he wanted to see Song Yan even just say a word to him.

Chapter 23 "It will be very hard."

What is the most important thing in one's life is to have fun.

In this tug of war, Yan Zhuo finally pulled himself to Song Yan's side.