Chapter 39

Zhao Yibai and Shen Yun are talking, Cheng Yan is safe outside, Shen Yun is lying on Zhao Yibai's table and is chatting about tomorrow's game, when Cheng Yan comes back, Shen Yun straightens up Waist, asked him if the old class came.

"Come here, behind me." Cheng Yan said calmly.

"True or false?" Shen Yun wasn't sure for a while: "Scare me?"

"You know." Cheng Yan returned to his position. Shen Yun said that he had a bad heart, and returned to his position while talking. After a while, the teacher came in, and they all responded by coincidence.

After the evening self-study, Cheng Yan returned to the dormitory and asked Guan Di to borrow his mobile phone.

"Take it yourself on the table." Guan Di stared at Zhang Teng's screen, watching the game.

"password?"

"452764."

Cheng Yan opened.

He looked up to see Tang Jiale's location. Cheng Yan waited for a while. Tang Jiale was nowhere to be seen. He couldn't understand the game events. , Guan Di said at will.

Cheng Yan likes to talk like this.

There were a few messages on WeChat, Mom's, Dad's, and only Song Yu's on Penguin.

Song Yu asked him why he had no shadow.

Cheng Yan told him about his mobile phone being taken away.

- When will it be given?

do not know.

- Then what do you use?

I do not need.

——What should do without seeing the news?

——It's okay, and no one has sent me messages, just borrow a mobile phone from time to time to send back messages to my mother.

Cheng Yan didn't dare to tell his mother about this, because he had already disappointed his mother, and he could no longer destroy his image, otherwise he would not even be allowed to live in the school.

- You don't have a mobile phone, how can you reply to my message?

Cheng Yan froze for a moment. It turned out that he was afraid that he would not be able to reply to his news. He was a little touched, but he couldn't help teasing him.

——Come and see me when you miss me, anyway, our adultery has been exposed.

Cheng Yan and Guan Di have learned that the word "adultery" is quite accurate. It is impossible for him and Song Yu to be secretive all their lives. Sooner or later, they will be known. rape".

So the next message he received was:

—Wait.

Cheng Yan was dumbfounded when he saw this news, and quickly replied:

I'm just kidding.

There was no reply to this news. Cheng Yan looked around, but no one noticed him. It was Guan Di who asked him if he had used it. Cheng Yan said no. At the entrance of the stairs, met Song Yu.

Song Yu stood in the corridor with one hand in his trouser pocket, his aura was overwhelming, but when he smiled, people became much kinder, and he said, "Yo, you know you'll come pick me up."

Cheng Yan leaned against the wall, completely defeated, "Master Song, can we not play like this?"

Take his jokes seriously, then Cheng Yan won't dare to talk about it casually next time.

Song Yu was wearing slippers, and the bedroom was upstairs from them. He wore short sleeves and showed strong arms. He was already tall. Standing on the stairs, Cheng Yan had to look up at him. , can withstand the test of any angle, that is, only wearing slippers and pajamas can detonate hormones.

Song Yu stepped down the stairs and handed him a cell phone.

Cheng Yan glanced at it: "For me?"

Song Yu said: "Isn't there no cell phone? First aid."

"What did I use for you?" Cheng Yan didn't play much with his mobile phone, and only Song Yu was in contact.

"I have a computer, do you have one?" Song Yu helped him move things, but it was clear what he brought.

"No," Cheng Yan returned the phone, "it's time for the old class to give it to me in two days."

"Then no contact for the past two days?" Song Yu raised his eyebrows, "Can you be so ruthless?"

Cheng Yan used to be clingy and sent messages to Song Yu almost every day. If he didn't post one before going to bed, he couldn't sleep well, so he was too enthusiastic. Now the alienation doesn't make sense.

"This is your cell phone," Cheng Yan said, "Aren't you afraid I'll see something else?"

Song Yu said solemnly: "Look, remember to clear the record after browsing the small website."

Cheng Yan guarded his surroundings, lowered his eyes and said, "I don't browse small websites..."

If you want to browse, you can't browse with someone's mobile phone.

Song Yu laughed and turned to go upstairs, "You can watch whatever you want, and you won't be afraid to watch it if you use it."

"Hey?" Cheng Yan looked up at him, "Let's go?"

Song Yu put his hands on the guardrail and said to the figure downstairs: "If you want to talk to me all night, you can come to my dormitory. The bed is not big enough to squeeze."

"Bye by the dog." Cheng Yan turned and ran away.

Song Yu laughed at his worthlessness and stepped upstairs.

When he came back with Song Yu's mobile phone, Guan Di's game was over. He logged out of the login information from Guan Di's mobile phone and returned the mobile phone to Guan Di.

"Whose cell phone did you borrow?" Guan Di asked.

Cheng Yan didn't answer him, he saw Tang Jiale come back, patted Guan Di on the shoulder and let him sleep, he walked behind Tang Jiale, the other party was sitting on a chair, staring at the phone, Cheng Yan was clear Clearing his throat, "Tang Jiale."

Tang Jiale turned his head. When he came to this dormitory, no one spoke to him. Cheng Yan was the first one. They originally adhered to the concept of "well water does not make river water" until today.

"Why?" Tang Jiale's tone was sharp.

As soon as he spoke, Cheng Yan wanted to kill him.

How can I ask someone to do things? Cheng Yan said, "You should have Han Chengyu's contact information, right?"

The other party understood as soon as he heard it: "You want to contact him?"

Cheng Yan explained: "I have something I want to consult."

Even if there have been conflicts in the past, Tang Jiale should not refuse such a small request, but if he really refuses, Cheng Yan is also ready.

It was just that his preparations were useless. Tang Jiale picked up the phone and said coldly, "Phone number or WeChat account?"

"Phone number."

Tang Jiale called up the interface. He didn't have Cheng Yan's contact information. It could be seen how far the relationship between the two was. Cheng Yan wrote it down little by little and thanked him after finishing it. Tang Jiale didn't respond to him. The whole process was fast and effective. .

It's good, Cheng Yan doesn't want to talk nonsense with him.

When it came time to call, Cheng Yan walked to the balcony. The best thing about the dormitory is that the floor-to-ceiling windows on this balcony are very good at sound insulation. Usually, everyone calls the dormitory because it is noisy, so they all come to the balcony, which is clean and private.

Cheng Yan tightened the window completely, fearing that there would be some wind noise, he held on to the guardrail, did some psychological construction, and called Han Chengyu.

However - he didn't sign, the interface already had Han Chengyu's name, Cheng Yan remembered it, this is Song Yu's mobile phone, Song Yu must have Han Chengyu's contact information, maybe Jiang Heng has it, he I know that sometimes my brain is short-circuited!

Forget it, if it's all over, he should ask Han Chengyu first.

The phone is on.

"Song Yu." Han Chengyu's deep voice came.

Cheng Yan cleared his throat, "I'm not Song Yu."

"You." Han Chengyu said, "Where are you with him?"

"No, he lent me his cell phone," Cheng Yan said without explaining, "I called you and he didn't know, I want to ask you something."

"About Song Yu?"

"How do you know?" Cheng Yan was surprised.

"You said it all, he doesn't know when you call me, isn't it because who else can he be?"

Cheng Yan's IQ went away for a while, because he wanted to know the answer too much, and he was flustered and ignored other questions. He said, "It's really about him."

Han Chengyu quickly replied, "Ask him if he likes you?"

How could even Han Chengyu know...

Cheng Yan thought they were very secretive, and only Zhao Yibai knew about the matter between him and Song Yu, and no fourth person knew. "

"Oh? No?" Han Chengyu said, "Is there anything I want you to know more than this question?"

"How much do you know..."

"It's much more than you think." Han Chengyu said angrily, blocking Cheng Yan's last retreat, leaving him with Han Chengyu and having no secrets with Song Yu.

If you know it, you know it. Song Yu's friend has the right to know, just like he didn't hide it from Zhao Yibai.

Cheng Yan pursed his lips and gave up. He entered the topic and said, "I just want to ask you... Is Song Yu uncomfortable?"

"Is there?" Han Chengyu said, "How do I know if he's not feeling well?"

"No, I mean, psychologically, that is... Do you think there is something wrong with him? Or has he asked you some strange questions or behaved strangely, just like ordinary people? I can't do it..." Cheng Yan was afraid of Han Chengyu's misunderstanding, so he hurriedly explained, "If you think something is wrong, you can say anything."

"I didn't understand what you were saying." Han Chengyu was confused.

"That's it..." Cheng Yan couldn't say it too white, don't let Song Yu ask him any questions, he said vaguely: "When you get along with him, do you think he has a problem? Or... Did he talk to him? You have mentioned some of his own problems, and it's okay to be troubled."

"No, it's impossible to mention it to me. You don't know who he is? You keep everything in your heart," Han Chengyu said, "if you really have any questions, I suggest you ask him directly."

If he could ask him, he had already asked. Cheng Yan was afraid that Song Yu had something he didn't want him to know, and that he deliberately kept it from him. He didn't want to reveal Song Yu's secret. He was just a little worried. Even from the perspective of a friend, he would not don't want Song Yu not to share his thoughts with him, but to choose someone else...

He doesn't worry about him a little less than others.

"So, you haven't heard of anything, have you?" Cheng Yan didn't want to make things more chaotic, maybe nothing happened?

"I haven't heard of any of the examples you just mentioned," Han Chengyu said, "he's normal, you don't know it when you get along with him."

"It's true," Cheng Yan said, "I'm just afraid that something will happen to him..."

Han Chengyu on the other end smiled when he heard the sound: "Do you care about him so much?"

"I just……"

"Don't explain, you can't do it."

Cheng Yan shut up, there was nothing to deny, he was just a little ashamed.

Han Chengyu waited for a while, but he was silent, so he said, "Nothing else to hang up, I still have something to do here."

"Oh, good." Cheng Yan didn't ask anything. It seemed that Han Chengyu was not the one Song Yu shared.

"Wait," Han Chengyu stopped him, "what is Jiale doing?"

Cheng Yan also knew him. Both of them were helping him tonight. He didn't mind helping Han Chengyu take a look. He turned around and swept the room, and said, "Just sitting there and doing nothing."

"No one bullied him, right?"

"You take me as an eyeliner?" Cheng Yan said rationally, "Even if there is me, I won't tell you."

"Dare to have it, be safe, no one else has privileges except you." Han Chengyu said, "I'm hanging up."

"Wait a minute." Cheng Yan stopped him, the voices of men and women were heard from the opposite side, mixed together, and he couldn't hear what was said. Cheng Yan knew that Han Chengyu was probably really busy, and he didn't want to waste time. , but at first Han Chengyu raised an interesting topic, he wanted to know, so he tentatively said: "You just thought that I was going to ask you whether he likes me... Do you know the answer? You mentioned... how you feel about me."

Cheng Yan was ashamed to speak. He could be arrogant in front of Song Yu, but it would not work if he changed it to someone else. He had never talked about a relationship, and he was still a little white. It was a bit embarrassing to say these words, because he was suspected of narcissism.

Han Chengyu said, "What is this? Fair trade?"

Cheng Yan said: "Forget it."

He helped him reveal Tang Jiale's information, and he gave him the answer to his question, which was very fair. It was not a deal on the table. Cheng Yan could not persuade himself, and swore that this was the first and last time.

He had to find shortcuts and find other evidence that Song Yu liked him besides his own feelings...

Han Chengyu on the other end of the phone let out a breath. His voice was too charming, and perhaps the answer was too penetrating, which made Cheng Yan's favor for this person on the rise.

"You should ask yourself about this kind of thing. Excuse me, do you bring someone you don't like to see your various friends?" Han Chengyu asked back.

Cheng Yan was silent, with a thousand thoughts.

Han Chengyu chuckled: "It's a clear thing."