Are you bored at home?

interesting?

Xia Zhiye was dissatisfied with the previous short sentence, and then realized the amount of information in the latter sentence.

He asked, "What do you mean by a little bit?"

Shen Jiayan is mysterious: "That's what it means."

"What do you mean?"

"It's what you think it means."

"Is it really what I meant?"

"Yes, that's what you mean by what you mean."

After the two said a tongue twister to each other.

Xia Zhiye was silent for three seconds: "Why do you ask that?"

Shen Jiayan was so angry that he akimbo: "Why do you need to ask?!"

Xia Zhiye: "..."

"It's obviously the three of us shopping and eating together. Do you two think I exist? Your eyes look like he grows up on him, and you keep smiling at him. And you play games with double standards, and you just ignore other girls. , replaced by Song Yan and directly flashed the block, can this be the friendship between ordinary straight men?!"

Shen Jiayan's question was righteous and well-founded, and the answer seemed obvious.

However, Xia Zhiye himself couldn't be sure what the correct answer was, so he could only think silently.

Seeing that he didn't refute, Shen Jiayan squinted and added furtively: "And I think Xiaoyan seems to have a little interest in you."

Xia Zhiye raised his eyebrows slightly: "How do you say this?"

Shen Jiayan crossed his hips again with anger: "Is this still going to be talked about?"

Xia Zhiye: "..."

Shen Jiayan felt that he was helpless, and counted him one by one with his fingers: "Look, Xiaoyan asked me last time if I wanted to learn materials for you?"

Xia Zhiye: "...Yes."

"Yesterday you ate out with a girl and posted on your Moments. Did he call you to kill you?"

"……Yes."

"Did he take the initiative to wear a couple bracelet with you tonight?"

"……Yes."

"Look." Shen Jiayan spread her hands, and all the defaults seemed to converge into one answer, "You must have a two-way crush."

"..."

Xia Zhiye, who was not completely sure whether he liked Song Yan or not, listened to Shen Jiayan's analysis, and felt that it made some sense.

He began to recall the things that had happened since he met Song Yan.

Song is tired of being cold-hearted, but will help him print out study materials.

Song Yan is not close to people, but the first time they had lunch together, he gave him a piece of his favorite pork liver.

Song Yan usually doesn't like to talk to people, but he often brings him a copy of everything he buys, the same type of pen, the same type of notebook, the same type of milk tea, and even bought a couple bracelet today.

The most inexplicable thing is that Song Yan said after seeing the photo of himself and his cousin, what to say to stay away from those girls of unknown origin.

Although she said she was her elder sister, Song Yan's attitude was still a bit strange. At the time, she felt a little inexplicable. Now that she thinks about it, she seems a little jealous and coquettish.

So maybe Song Yan really... has a crush on him?

Shen Jiayan looked at him as he was lost in thought but not sure of the answer, and hated that iron was not steel: "Forget it, I'll just ask Xiaoyan directly."

The moment he twisted the door handle, Xia Zhiye turned his head to look at him, and reminded calmly, "What do you think will be the result of asking Song Yanhui directly with this question?"

Shen Jiayan paused for a moment, and then answered rationally, "At this time next year, the grass on the tomb will be two meters high."

"So are you still going to ask?"

"No, thank you, excuse me."

Shen Jiayan let go of the door handle and took a step back silently. After a minute of silence in fear of death, he looked up at Xia Zhiye: "Then what should we do now?"

"Nothing to do." Xia Zhiye seemed to know what to do, "Anyway, don't say anything to Song Yan, just go with the flow."

He doesn't think there is any problem with men liking men. Anyway, he has been a stingy character since he was a child.

But he cares about Song Yan.

What if Song Yan can't accept that a man likes a man or doesn't like him at all, and then he can't even be a friend because of this?

And if Song Yan really likes him...

There was a faint smile in Xia Zhiye's eyes that he didn't even notice.

Shen Jiayan, who was watching from the side, was inexplicable: "What are you laughing at all of a sudden?"

Xia Zhiye raised his eyebrows slightly: "Am I smiling?"

"..."

Laughed.

Not only laughing, but also laughing in the spring breeze.

Shen Jiayan looked at Xia Zhiye's smiling face but didn't know it, and knew that a good handsome man was helpless. After sighing helplessly, he took out his toiletries: "Okay, I'll go first. Go take a shower, you can think about it for a while."

"Well, okay."

The bathroom door was closed, and the interior was quiet again.

Xia Zhiye walked to the balcony, wanting to blow the air, calm and calm, but when he tilted his head, he saw the light yellow light pouring out from the balcony next door, dripping all over the ground.

It turns out that Song Yan doesn't turn off the lights when she sleeps alone.

I don't know if he will be afraid if he is not with him.

Just as he was thinking about it, a huge "bang" sound suddenly came from the next door, like a heavy object falling to the ground, and there was also the sound of rushing water.

The door was unlocked, so he just opened it, and then pushed open the bathroom door: "Song Yan, you're fine... are you okay?"

Song Yan is fine.

The upper body was naked, and the lower body was wearing a pair of black satin pajama pants. In his hand, he was carrying a large and heavy bottle of shower gel, which seemed to have just been picked up from the ground.

The shower next to him was already turned on, hot water gurgled out, and under the warm yellow light, a waft of water vapor evaporated, soaking Song Yan's forehead and skin.

The skin that appears to be fair and clean is like foggy white porcelain, with delicate muscle texture, and a narrow and slender waist.

It's very thin, but it doesn't make people feel too soft, but a kind of tenacity. feel that really want to try this thin waist to see if it can be folded continuously.

You can even faintly see two small waist pockets protruding from the black fabric, and the waist pockets are further down...

"wanna die?"

A cold cry interrupted Xia Zhiye's intention to continue looking down.

Xia Zhiye just recovered from the beauty, realized his nasty thoughts just now, avoided his eyes with a guilty conscience, tried to calm down, and coughed dryly: "Then what, I just heard a voice, thought you fell, and just come and see."

"Now that you've finished reading, can you leave in a mellow manner?"

Song Yan originally wanted to beat Xia Zhiye out directly, but when he heard this, he restrained his temper and chased people away very politely.

Xia Zhiye didn't dare to look at him again: "Well, it's fine, then I'll go out first, call me if you have something."

The voice tried to remain calm, but after speaking, he quickly closed the door and stepped out of the room in two steps, with the meaning of running away in a hurry.

Just bumped into Shen Jiayan and came out of the shower, saw his appearance, and blinked in confusion: "Why are your ears so red?"

"Oh, nothing, it's just that the temperature of the air conditioner is too high, it's hot, just take a shower." Xia Zhiye didn't change his expression, and after speaking, he walked into another bathroom and locked the door.

Shen Jiayan was left to frown in the living room alone. Is the temperature of the air conditioner high? Maybe Xia Zhiye was afraid of the heat, so he adjusted the temperature of the central air conditioner to the lowest.

In the bathroom, Xia Zhiye was supporting the edge of the sink, bowing his head and breathing deeply, trying to calm down the sudden rush of blood somewhere.

However, after recovering for a long time, mind is still full of the images just saw. In addition to the snow-white skin and slender waist, there are also tight curves below the waist and straight and slender legs. Just thinking about it makes throat feel extremely dry.

Xia Zhiye felt that he was probably finished.

If the first time you feel the same person is an accident, the second time you feel it is a coincidence, and the third time you feel the same person and you don't admit it, it's really a bit unreasonable.

After all, this person is still his roommate.

Xia Zhiye felt a little pain in his face when he thought about the scene a month ago when he swore that he was straight.

But what can be done.

He is a man who is in adolescence and is physically and psychologically normal, and he can't just control it.

He could only turn on the faucet resignedly, took a shower, and tried to calm himself down. When everything finally calmed down, he changed into the hotel pajamas and walked out of the bathroom.

Shen Jiayan was also lying on the bed and fell asleep, leaving a large open space and a whole quilt beside him, which seemed to be reserved for him.

But Xia Zhiye felt that it was a bit awkward to sleep in the same bed the first time they met, and he was probably crooked now, so it was not good to sleep in the same bed with a boy.

He simply took out an air conditioner quilt from the cabinet and went straight to the living room.

Just lying on the sofa, the door of the single room opened with a "squeak".

The light from the bedroom poured out from the door frame, cutting a twisted geometric light block in the dark living room, just enveloping Xia Zhiye on the sofa.

Song Yan stood at the boundary between light and shadow, frowning: "Why are you sleeping in the living room?"

Xia Zhiye said nonsense without even blinking: "Shen Jiayan is snoring too loudly, I can't sleep."

Song Yan: "?"

Does Shen Jiayan snort?

How could he not remember.

Seeing Song Yan's skeptical appearance, Xia Zhiye pretended to tighten the quilt: "It's fine, it's fine to sleep in the living room... Ahe!"

Before he could finish speaking, Xia Zhiye turned his head sideways, covered his face, and sneezed lightly.

Only then did Song Yan realize that the temperature of the air conditioner in the living room was very low, while Xia Zhiye only had a thin air conditioner quilt.

And the sofa is neither narrow nor wide, after all, Xia Zhiye is 1.87 meters tall, lying on the sofa can't stretch out at all, can only bend two long legs, looks suffocated and panicked.

Others are kind enough to be free tour guides, and there's no reason why they can't even get a good night's sleep.

Song Yan thought that he was not feeling sorry for Xia Zhiye, but just doing the most basic guest-host ceremony, and said coldly, "If you feel the living room is cold, come in and sleep."

After speaking, he turned around and entered the house, but did not close the door.

From Xia Zhiye's point of view, it can be clearly seen that there is only one bed that is not too wide in the house.

So Xia Zhiye coughed twice and pretended to have no choice but to say, "Oh, there's no way, it's really cold outside", and then he slowly followed his quilt with a smile he couldn't hide. Song Yan walked into his room behind him.

Look, Song Yanduo feels sorry for him.

Do normal guys feel so bad for another guy?

Will not.

Therefore, the rational use of roommates' hard mouth and soft heart is an excellent skill necessary for contemporary single male high school students.

After all, if you like it or not, how will you know if you don't try hard.