Chapter 24

When Cheng Yan returned home, everyone in the family fell asleep. It was Song Yu's credit. Song Yu told his mother that Cheng Yan was spared the fucking beating. He didn't dare to make a big noise, and after changing his shoes, he went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Facing the moisturizing water, Cheng Yan was in a daze. He stared at the blank wall, his thoughts flew beyond the clouds, and his ears were full of Song Yu's tone that didn't sound right.

"Can you coax me?"

He grew up so big, and he didn't think any words could easily make his ears and cheeks red. His ears were immediately congested, and they must be so red that he couldn't see them. Fortunately, it was at night. Fortunately, the light was not strong. Fortunately, Song Yu didn't know anything. Did not see.

But... what does he mean?

Cheng Yan and Song Yu have never had a conflict. Song Yu is too indulgent to him. No matter what Cheng Yan wants to do, he will accompany him. Even if he doesn't do it, he will watch from the side. After all, he became friends with Song Yu, didn't he?

But what is tonight? Quarrel? because of what? Why not go to his house for such a low-quality reason?

Cheng Yan slammed his head against the wall, covered his face with his hands, rubbed his face, hooped his hair up, took a shower with concentration, and convinced himself not to think about what happened tonight.

He's been in the bathroom for a long time, not knowing what he's doing.

Cheng Yan thought that his movement was very small, but he was shocked when he went out. Cheng Ma stood at the door of the bedroom and leaned against the door to look at him. Cheng Yan patted his chest, "Scared me to death, Mom... It's a big night."

"Didn't go to Song Yu's house?" His mother came over, sat on the sofa and poured water, wearing a one-piece nightgown with his legs crossed.

"No." Cheng Yan sat on the sofa, rubbing his hair with a bath towel. It was too noisy at night, and the sound insulation of the room was not so ideal. Cheng Yan grabbed his hair and rubbed it hard.

"What are you doing? Running like a mad dog, you can't catch him." Cheng Yan couldn't help but answer when his mother asked.

"Something happened to my classmate, so I asked me to come over and take a look. It's nothing, it's all settled." He didn't mention Zhao Yibai, and he couldn't tell his mother about it, so Cheng Yan didn't say anything.

"I thought you ran to see Song Yu, and you were in a hurry." Cheng Ma took a sip of water, put down the cup, and put down her folded legs.

"He's not my girlfriend, do I see him needing this?" Cheng Yan adjusted the towel and continued to rub his hair.

"That's why you are worthy of others." Cheng Ma said casually, and took her own son as a human being.

Cheng Yan couldn't speak his mother's words at all. He threw away the towel, his hair was rubbed one by one, and his fingers were inserted into the bangs, making a mess.

"Can you still get up for school tomorrow?" Cheng Ma looked at the time. "It's a bit faster."

Cheng Yan said, "Isn't it common to stay up late?"

Cheng's mother came up to shoot him, "I told you not to stay up late, your physical fitness is ruined by staying up late."

"You said last time that I broke my leg because I stayed up late."

"Isn't it all the same? I gave you such good innate conditions, but if you listen to what you say, you won't achieve anything."

Cheng Yan disagreed, "Mom, how old am I?"

"Are you still young? When did Ren Songyu join the school team? Ren joined the second year of junior high school. What are you doing? Tell me what you were doing then?" Cheng Ma shuffled back to the bedroom, "Don't listen to the old man. Word."

"Happy years."

As soon as Cheng Yan said it, the eye knife from his mother was about to cut him with a thousand cuts. Cheng Yan quickly shut his mouth and turned his head to look to the side. Only his grandmother could hold back his mother's mouth. He didn't dare to make trouble. Otherwise, it will definitely leave his mother speechless.

Damn, blood suppression.

Zhao Yibai called him at this time.

Cheng Yan then remembered that the phone was out of power, he picked it up and didn't let Zhao Yibai say, "Don't panic, I'll charge it first."

Quickly ran into the bedroom, closed the door, Cheng Yan fell onto the bed, and chatted with Zhao Yibai.

"I thought you would go to Song Yu's place."

"Why do you think so too?"

"also?"

Cheng Yan said, "My mother just said the same."

Zhao Yibai said, "Because he doesn't seem to want to let you go."

"Huh?" Cheng Yan didn't understand, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Yibai said, "Did you offend him again?"

Cheng Yan thought for a while, "No."

Zhao Yibai said: "That might be me provoking him."

Think about it carefully, when did these two fight? Cheng Yan really didn't have an impression. He asked in confusion, "What have you done to him?"

"It's nothing good," Zhao Yibai said indifferently, "I'm avenging you."

No wonder, no wonder Song Yu came out so suddenly, Cheng Yan understood, sighed, and got up and said, "Master Bai, I beg you, don't give him a face, I have nothing to do with him, and how can I say it before? Playing so well, why bother?"

"You don't want to get angry?"

"I never said about venting my anger, alright," Cheng Yan said, "Song Yu has done my utmost to me, and it was I who did not provoke him. Since he is cut off, don't have any more contacts."

"Don't have any more contact?" Zhao Yibai joked: "Then you shouldn't be looking for him today."

Cheng Yan regretted it too late, "Didn't I say that I was helpless, I couldn't find anyone else at that time, who told you not to answer my call."

Zhao Yibai is good to him, he knows that Cheng Yan's being dumped by Song Yu like this will definitely provoke Zhao Yibai. Zhao Yibai is like Cheng Yan's father and has been covering him since he was a child. Cheng Yan was rejected by Song Yu. Not to mention how depressed he was, Song Yu suddenly ran away and couldn't find a ghost. Cheng Yan knew that his actions were disgusting to him, otherwise Song Yu would not have reacted so much.

Zhao Yibai was the only one who knew about these things. He was so happy that day, he drank too much wine, and Cheng Yan, who was behind him, couldn't wait to give Song Yu a kiss.

Although he didn't kiss him on the mouth, he just put his lips on his face, but it was disgusting enough to see Song Yu who only regarded them as friends. Yan was also stupid for a long time. After he made this move, he suddenly woke up. He wanted to explain quickly, but Song Yu already knew everything, and the back of his hand was still at the tip of Cheng Yan's heart like a nightmare. stop on.

"Then you should stop interacting with him in the future," Zhao Yibai said, "I don't deal with Song Yu very much, but I can't say anything if you play well with him. He's got a chance to humiliate you, what kind of shit do you want in school, give Lao Tzu a chance."

"I know." Cheng Yan stopped talking about this and asked, "Master Bai, when are you coming back?"

He was quite like a lazy cat, lying on his back comfortably on the bed, his hair was not completely dry and the quilt was wet, but Cheng Yan didn't care. He was born a man with a big heart.

"Let's talk about it, try to get back before next Tuesday."

Speaking of next Tuesday, Cheng Yan remembered something again, "Ah, I forgot, the trials."

Cheng Yan patted his forehead and turned over, "Master Bai, I can't talk to you anymore. We have to ask someone to train well tomorrow, otherwise we'll have to die again if we are in the second class."

"Just cramming for a while?"

"At least it's better than the previous score," Cheng Yan muttered: "There are so many people present, I want to earn some face."

Zhao Yibai laughed: "Then hang up, you can inform Qu Tao and the others."

"Okay." Cheng Yan hung up the phone.

He went to Q_Q, the class group is always very lively, they have their own separate group, there is no teacher in the group, and there is no class teacher who is 2.8 meters tall. He is very active every day, and today he is surrounded by Cheng Yan again. Topic, there are so many @His news that Cheng Yan couldn't read them, they were all asking if he was still alive.

Cheng Yan finally came back [alive];

Zhang Zihao [Fuck the corpse! ];

Shen Yun [OMG, is the grass of my class];

Li Xiaoxiao [@Cheng Yan, they all say you are dead, beat them up]

Ding Wenbo [Squad leader, you have learned badly (dog head.jpg)]

Cheng Yan [Didn't you watch me come out alive? 】

Gao Ling [I saw you come out alive, but we are worried that Song Yu will shoot you to death]

Cheng Yan [Wow, why do I have to die];

[Speaking of Xiongtai, how did you get along with Song Yu? Mystery, what kind of way does he do other people but not you? 】

【Are you not bribing people? 】

Cheng Yan [Yes, show me the handsome face of the sky];

Zhao Yibai [Subway, old man, look at mobile phone.jpg]

Ding Wenbo [Wow, Lord Bai, where did the Lord Bai die these two days]

Because of the appearance of Zhao Yibai, the topic was successfully diverted.

Everyone around Zhao Yibai was talking nonsense again, and Cheng Yan posted a slightly serious news at this time.

[Next Tuesday's school basketball tryout, team training will start tomorrow, @张teng, don't run! ! 】

Zhang Teng didn't respond.

Qu Tao [He must be squatting in an Internet cafe again, no matter what he is, he will be locked in the class after school tomorrow]

Cheng Yan【Neiyi made special】;

Shen Yun [You guys are so violent, but I like it];

Guan Di [Wow, brother leg, are you still alive? ];

The information of Guan Di, who came out late and couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

Zhang Teng [Who @me? ];

There are always a few people in each class who live in their dreams.

Cheng Yan put his mobile phone on the table. According to the mother's regulations, even the mobile phone is not allowed to be placed on the side of the pillow, saying that there is radiation, but fortunately, Cheng Yan is not a mobile phone control, and he was not very obsessed with it. He quit after sending the message. .

Maybe because his mind was full of trials, Cheng Yan dreamed about the game at night, or because he was too involved with Song Yu today, he also dreamed about Song Yu at night.

Song Yu said that he wanted to give him directions for the training game. The whole third class was flattered. The result of the dream was too smooth. They achieved beautiful results in the selection competition and successfully won the favor of the coach. Cheng Yan also entered the school team of his dreams. Specialized training in.

It would be fine if it was just here, but the direction of the dream became more and more strange.

He dreamed that he finished the game and changed his clothes in the lounge. Song Yu walked in. He didn't say anything. Indifferent, with a special desire in his eyes.

Cheng Yan froze in place, not daring to move.

His clothes were half off, revealing a flat belly, and his cheeks were slightly red. He looked at the person who came and said in a low voice, "Deputy..."

He called the deputy team, not Song Yu.

Song Yu walked forward and didn't respond to him, but picked him up easily and put him on the messy table instead.

Cheng Yan's clothes were not properly dressed, and he looked embarrassed and tempting. He grabbed Song Yu's arm and wanted to refuse and greet him.

"do not……"

"Don't what?" Song Yu bit his ear without stopping, rubbing against Cheng Yan's neck, exhaling hot air vaguely: "Relax, the deputy team can't get in."

Before the last step came, Cheng Yan suddenly woke up with fine sweat on his forehead. Not only that, his body, pillow, and bed sheets were all wet...

"I rely on..." Cheng Yan hugged the quilt and turned on the air conditioner, but his whole body seemed to have passed through water.

Why did he have such a shameful dream?

What he was surprised was not Song Yu, but his performance in the dream, help, what shameful lines were that? !

Cheng Yan lifted the quilt and regained his composure under the cold air. He grabbed his hair, and while convincing himself to calm down, his instincts were not well controlled.

Cheng Yan's ears were red, and in the middle of the night, with bare legs, he walked towards the bathroom angrily.

He didn't want to admit that he was swayed by a dream, and caught by a dream...

While washing his underwear, he was convincing himself that the dream was not his fault.

Don't blame him... Blame Song Yu, blame him...

Blame him for saying those words, blame him for lying beside his ear, blame him for kissing instead of kissing, blame him...

What to say or not to coax.

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