Social temperature

After Fang Zhaomu made the phone call, his face was still hot, so he ran to the balcony in the middle of the floor to blow some air.

It was a bit cold outside, Fang Zhaomu pushed open the door, the cold wind blew in from the outside, he walked out against the wind, looked at the night sky at school T at ten o'clock, saw the large dark lawn in the night, the road illuminated by the dim street lamps, and the high and low heights in the distance Scattered buildings.

Just now Andrew was abnormally not silent after Fang Zhaomu's teasing, he asked Fang Zhaomu: "Can you really take it home?"

"Yes." Fang Zhaomu said.

"Your classmates can't bring it, only I can?" Andrew asked again.

Fang Zhaomu didn't know why Andrew asked such a question, but he still replied, "Yes."

"Why did you only let me take it home?" Andrew asked Fang Zhaomu, his tone was very light, and he couldn't hear the emotion, but it made Fang Zhaomu blush and heartbeat.

Fang Zhaomu thought of many answers in the blink of an eye, but he couldn't choose a suitable answer. Fortunately, Andrew seemed to be busy, so he didn't get too entangled, so Fang Zhaomu told him when he got home, and the two hung up.

There was no Andrew's voice in his ear, and Fang Zhaomu's brain continued to heat up, and his mind was knocked out.

He sensed that his earnestness was a bit out of place.

In fact, the relationship between him and Andrew is like this at most, and it is unknown how many months it will last. No matter how much Fang Zhaomu thinks about, it is all whimsical.

Andrew has always been calm, and never revealed too much life privacy with Fang Zhaomu. When the two get along, Fang Zhaomu's head is always hot. The 21-year-old Fang Zhaomu's stories are too simple and hasty, which will easily bring troubles to the 29-year-old Andrew.

But Fang Zhaomu still wanted to meet Andrew, no matter how unattractive Andrew was or how boring the real person was, he wanted to meet.Even if Fang Zhaomu won't stay for a long time, Andrew will not change for Fang Zhaomu.

Likes are difficult to self-correct, and the causes are complex and difficult to understand.

Fang Zhaomu used to have a lot of friends in school, and some men and women confessed to him openly and secretly. He didn't like each other that much, so he didn't want to start a relationship without knowing it.

Now there is finally someone who wants to get closer, but there is no hope of being together at all.

Fang Zhaomu's mind seemed to be clearer, the heat gradually dissipated, but the temperature in his heart could not be lowered.

He was afraid that Song Yuanxun would have to wait if he stood for a long time, so he walked back to the laboratory quickly.

Fang Zhaomu pushed the door open and went in. Song Yuanxun was still sitting in the old place, reading a book. Fang Zhaomu said to Song Yuanxun apologetically, "I made a call just now, are you in a hurry?"

Song Yuanxun put down the book and shook his head slightly at him.

Fang Zhaomu walked over to look at the instruments. The experiment was basically over. Fang Zhaomu planned to analyze it tomorrow, so he packed his things, grabbed his bag and walked to Song Yuanxun's side.

Song Yuanxun turned off the lights and led Fang Zhaomu downstairs.He drove a black off-road vehicle, it was big and tall, Fang Zhaomu almost didn't climb into it.

After getting in the car and fastening his seat belt, Fang Zhaomu told Song Yuanxun where he lived, afraid that Song Yuanxun still didn't know him, so he said, "Let me show you the way when I get out of the school."

Song Yuanxun nodded and drove out slowly.

The car was very dark, and Song Yuanxun drove very slowly for some reason, with soothing piano music playing on the stereo, which was very hypnotic.Fang Zhaomu originally wanted to show Song Yuanxun the way, but he was still in the school after waiting for a while, and the atmosphere was so heavy that it made people sleepy. He slept late last night and fell asleep leaning on the back of the chair.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Fang Zhaomu woke up in a daze, saw a black figure beside him, was startled, then thought of Song Yuanxun sending him back, and asked in a panic, "How long have I been asleep?"

Song Yuanxun turned on the reading light and pointed to the clock on the car. Fang Zhaomu looked at it. Fortunately, he only slept for ten minutes, not too long.Fang Zhaomu apologized and thanked Song Yuanxun. Song Yuanxun waved his hand at him. The reading light was not on. Fang Zhaomu might have fallen asleep. He felt that Song Yuanxun was a little gentler than before tonight.

Fang Zhaomu was about to get out of the car, and wanted to turn off the reading light for Song Yuanxun. He looked up at the roof of the car and pressed it a few times, but it didn't turn off, and turned on an extra light.Fang Zhaomu was very at a loss, wondering why he couldn't keep his hands idle and was busy pressing things.

Fang Zhaomu looked at Song Yuanxun helplessly, but Song Yuanxun was not angry, and Song Yuanxun seemed to smile indistinctly, reached out to grab Fang Zhaomu's wrist and pulled it down a little, and turned off the light for him.

Song Yuanxun's hands were hot, and he held Fang Zhaomu's wrist for two seconds. Fang Zhaomu felt hot. He said goodbye to Song Yuanxun, opened the door and got out of the car.

Fang Zhaomu went upstairs with his bag on his back, stood on the porch for a while, took out his mobile phone and told Andrew that he was home, and walked up slowly.

Thinking of Andrew, he involuntarily opened the ticketing software and searched for round-trip tickets to Seattle.

It’s the peak travel season recently, the air ticket price is not cheap, the flight takes more than five hours, and the time difference is three hours—do you want to go, and will Andrew welcome him?

Entering the door of the room, Fang Zhaomu came out of the wash and saw Andrew saying good night to him. After thinking about it, there was nothing else to talk about, so he turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Song Yuanxun suspected that he would not be able to regain his soul tonight.

He stopped downstairs at Fang Zhaomu for 10 minutes before driving, his mind was full of Fang Zhaomu sleeping in his co-pilot.

When Fang Zhaomu made a video call with him last night, the distance from the phone was not as close as they are now.Fang Zhaomu probably didn't sleep very comfortably, huddled in the seat, frowning slightly, with one hand resting on the bag and the other on the chair cushion.

This is the real Fang Zhaomu, he fell asleep unpreparedly, the light fruity fragrance from his body wafted all over the carriage, and the small space became hot because of Fang Zhaomu.

Song Yuanxun looked at Fang Zhaomu calmly for a while, then unbuckled his seat belt, trying to make him sleep less restrained.

Fang Zhaomu cut Song Yuanxun's life in half.

Half is enjoying Fang Zhaomu's honeyed words unscrupulously and inseparable. He grandiosely occupies Fang Zhaomu's time and Fang Zhaomu's attention. As long as he walks to the rest room on the second floor of the laboratory, he can pick up Fang Zhaomu who is in the same building. The phone call from Fang Zhaomu; the remaining half stopped at "a classmate".

The two completely different worlds finally came together when Fang Zhaomu fell asleep.

Fang Zhaomu breathed evenly beside Song Yuanxun, who was only an arm's length away from Song Yuanxun. Fang Zhaomu's lips were slightly parted, looking soft and moist, and his hair was softly resting on his cheeks. He was wearing Song Yuanxun's The earrings he chooses, he wears them all the time.

Song Yuanxun still admitted to himself.

It's something you want to hug, touch, and possess.

It is hoped that Fang Zhaomu can also show an attitude of dependence on Song Yuanxun, saying that if there seems to be no complaints, Song Yuanxun is asked to help him pick things up, thinking that Fang Zhaomu stretched out his hand to hug Song Yuanxun's neck, and put his face on Song Yuanxun's shoulder neck, softly asked Song Yuanxun to take Fang Zhaomu home.

Song Yuanxun stared at Fang Zhaomu, thinking of what Fang Zhaomu said to Andrew, he couldn't help reaching out and pressing the car lock, Fang Zhaomu was woken up by him.

Fang Zhaomu was a little dazed when he just woke up, and asked Song Yuanxun to grab his wrist in a daze, but he didn't notice anything weird.

As long as Andrew is not Song Yuanxun, Fang Zhaomu will probably like it.

Song Yuanxun turned a corner, and suddenly wished that he could change into another appearance, so he grew up according to Fang Zhaomu's wish. A 29-year-old mechanical engineer with ordinary facial features, who came back from Seattle, picked up Fang Zhaomu, and ate together for two combo.

Then you can really hug, touch and possess rationally and vigorously, instead of the current situation, which is obviously closer, but seems to be farther away.