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The dormitory began to fall into inexplicable embarrassment.

Lin Wenxuan climbed onto Zhao Hele's bed to lift the quilt, looked at the man's sullen look, stroked the man's hair and said, "Come down, let's eat!"

"I'm sleepy." Zhao Hele snatched the quilt back and continued to cover it on top of his head.

Lin Wenxuan could tell that someone was in a bad mood, standing at the foot of the stairs and looking at Zhuo Yi under his eyes, doubts flashed in his eyes, is there such a serious quarrel?What can be noisy.Or……

Suddenly thought of what Zhuo Yi confessed to him the day before yesterday, could it be that he told Zhao Hele?

So I stepped up my efforts to pull the person up from the bed: "Walk, I'll take you to eat, you must go, or I will throw you down!"

Zhao Hele sighed and opened his eyes, only to see Faxiao's anxious face: "What are you doing, didn't I tell you that I was sleepy, don't make trouble."

Lin Wenxuan climbed down the stairs and looked up from below: "Come down quickly."

"Hey..." Zhao Hele rolled over and went down the stairs, yawning as he went downstairs, and moved extremely slowly, looking extremely reluctant.

Lin Wenxuan couldn't bear the tortoise's speed, so he stretched out his arms and hugged the man down: "What are you talking about, I don't want to take you to dinner, put on your shoes and go fast!"

Zhuo Yi's eyes fell on the hand holding Zhao Hele.

"Hey..." Zhao Hele began to put on his shoes grittyly.

"God, shall we go for dinner?" Cheng Lin put on his coat and looked at the person sitting at the desk drawing.

"You guys go." The tone was indifferent.

Zhao Hele paused with his shoelace-tying hands, and muttered, "Be careful..."

Zhuo Yi raised his eyes slightly.

"Do you want to bring you something?" Lin Wenxuan asked back before leaving.

"No thanks."

Lin Wenxuan nodded knowingly: "Okay, then let's go."

It's back to school again...

After walking out of the dormitory, Lin Wenxuan and Cheng Lin attacked from left to right!

"Why are you crazy?" Zhao Hele was caught off guard by two people on the left and right, and glared at them angrily.

"Zhao Hele, tell me the truth, what are you doing with Zhuo Yi?" Lin Wenxuan poked him on the cheek.

Cheng Lin nodded: "Yeah, yesterday was so good that he killed the chicken tenderly, and today he is like an enemy. I saw that he came back at noon and made you soy sauce chicken. After sitting for half an hour, he said to go for a walk, yes. Looking for you?"

Zhao Hele was stunned, and turned his head to look at Cheng Lin: "Noon? No, he was around 04:30..."

My heart skipped a beat suddenly, yes, how did Zhuo Yi find him?There is no record of himself on the display screen where he swipes the card, where can he find it...

Looking for one by one...?

The mood suddenly became complicated.

Lin Wenxuan was stupefied when she saw the person, let go of the person and pretended to relax her arms, and said, "Oh, it must be that someone did some kind of male god first. Zhao Hele, Zhao Hele, you don't know how precious Zhuo Yi is. "

Zhao Hele kicked at the man's butt, and said angrily, "Baby, baby, nonsense."

"Don't talk about it, I also think that Lin Wenxuan mentioned it like this. Zhuo Yi really treats you differently from us. When we were with you, his cold face became so talkative." Cheng Lin said thoughtfully, and then said like Thinking of something: "Actually, I feel that Zhuo Yi doesn't like us playing with you. Would you say..."

Then Cheng Lin felt that the corner of his clothes was being torn, and turned his head to see Lin Wenxuan shaking his head slightly at him, warning him not to talk nonsense.

Zhao Hele suddenly stopped talking halfway through the conversation: "Could it be something?"

"Oh, I'm starving to death, let's go to clay pot rice today, let's go with beef brisket rice!"

Lin Wenxuan spoke loudly like a thunder from Pingdi, and Zhao Hele glanced at the person silently: "Can you keep your voice down, lest people don't know that you are hungry?"

Lin Wenxuan smiled: "I'm just hungry, let's go for a walk." Then he pushed the man's shoulder and accelerated down the stairs.

Cheng Lin behind him looked at Lin Wenxuan's back thoughtfully.

There are not many people in the small clay pot rice restaurant, and the food is served very quickly.

Lin Wenxuan cleaned the thorns from the disposable chopsticks and handed them to someone before picking up her own chopsticks.

Zhao Hele took the chopsticks and flipped through his spare rib rice, and threw all the carrots inside into Lin Wenxuan's bowl.He doesn't like carrots either, but Lin Wenxuan likes them.

"Zhao Hele, can you not be so picky." Lin Wenxuan ate the carrot thrown over in silence, seeing that there were only vegetables and ribs left in the bowl, and picked up his own beef brisket.

Zhao Hele lowered his head and gnawed on the ribs, and said vaguely, "Don't you happen to like carrots?"

As a result, after eating two bites of pork ribs, he frowned and turned pale. He couldn't help feeling nauseated, put down his chopsticks and ran out of the grass outside the store to spit it out.

Lin Wenxuan stood up abruptly and followed behind.

Cheng Lin ran to the nearby milk tea shop to buy lemon juice.

At a glance, it is clear that eating sweet things will cause nausea, so their actions are very clear.

I didn't eat anything today, but I ate sweet ribs at night... I was already depressed enough, but now I am even more depressed.

Lin Wenxuan patted the man on the back, frowned and asked, "Did you eat lunch today?" Because he saw that the man didn't spit out anything, all the stomach acid came out.

Zhao Hele rubbed his stomach uncomfortably and straightened up: "Sweet...disgusting."

When Cheng Lin ran back, he had already bought lemon juice in his hand, and when he handed it to someone, his face was still pale: "How could you feel so nauseous after only two bites, the ribs are sweet?"

Zhao Hele took the drink and drank it in one gulp, the instant sourness made him feel better.

The two people on the side couldn't stand the smell, they gave a silent shudder, it was really sour.

"Why are there sweet ribs?" Zhao Hele sighed with a wrinkled face: "How can you eat this meal, Lin Wenxuan, give me yours, you eat mine."

Lin Wenxuan nodded helplessly: "As long as you can still eat."

The three walked back to the restaurant.

While eating, Cheng Lin saw someone silently throw carrots into Lin Wenxuan's bowl again, and said dumbfoundedly: "You are really a picky eater, will your girlfriend be able to bear it in the future? Girls like to eat sweets."

Zhao Hele quickly raised his hand to stop the person from continuing: "Don't say the word sweet, I'm sick to my stomach." He looked aggrieved.

Cheng Lin shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "I really admire you." Then he thought of Zhuo Yi: "What's the matter with you and Zhuo Yi, it's really embarrassing to come back this afternoon."

Zhao Hele pursed his lips, hesitated for a long time before saying, "Uh...it's actually my fault."

Lin Wenxuan felt that this was expected: "Zhuo Yi treats you very well, it's not like you didn't see it."

It's so good that normal people can feel the strangeness, but this person doesn't understand.

Zhao Hele bit his chopsticks and sighed: "I had a shoulder pain a few days ago, and he accompanied me to the hospital to get medicine, and then the doctor said that I should try to practice the piano as much as possible during this time, so he locked up my piano It’s gone.” Of course, he erased a lot of facts, such as the doctor told him not to touch the piano during this time.

"Well, and then." The two drank their drinks and listened to gossip.

"Today he went to the piano room to look for me. He probably said that my scars were healed and I forgot the pain. He meant that I should not touch the piano. But I have an exam. I can't let my violin fail. Then I just told him that if I don't practice for seven hours, it should be at least five hours, but he said at most one hour. After that..." Zhao Hele lowered his head and touched his nose: "I was very angry and told him to leave me alone. After all, we are just friends. I think he's taking too much control."

After speaking, I felt that I seemed to have hurt someone's heart a little bit.

Cheng Lin couldn't help admiring: "Zhao Hele, you are the only one who dare to talk to the male god like this. Although the male god seems to care about you a bit too much, but he really cares about you."

Lin Wenxuan looked at Zhao Hele's depressed expression and frowned: "Zhao Hele, don't you feel anything?"

No matter which aspect you look at, you should be able to feel it more or less, right?Although homosexuality is not common, it is not unheard and seen, right?

Zhao Hele looked at him blankly: "What do you feel?"

Lin Wenxuan didn't speak, but frowned a little hesitantly, it's better not to say this, okay?Unexpectedly, Cheng Lin touched the back of his hand, and he turned his head to look at the person.

When I looked at Cheng Lin, I seemed to understand the meaning of people instantly.

"Zhao Hele, don't you think Zhuo Yi treats you differently from us?" Cheng Lin looked at the person, but he actually heard what Lin Wenxuan said to Zhuo Yi that day.

Before, he vaguely felt that Zhuo Yi was very special to Zhao Hele, so he didn't dare to think in this direction, but after hearing it that day, he was sure.

Zhuo Yi likes Zhao Hele.

Zhao Hele didn't understand what Cheng Lin wanted to express: "He treats me better, but...what does it mean?"

"He might like you."

"?!" Zhao Hele's eyes widened in shock, and the plastic cup in his hand was crushed in shock.

What kind of explosive information is this, does the male god like him?Zhuo Yi likes boys? !

Lin Wenxuan saw that the person's reaction seemed too violent, and signaled him to calm down: "I just said it is possible, don't be so exaggerated."

"Brother, are you responsible for what you said?" Zhao Hele stretched out his hand and punched someone in the arm, his eyes flickering: "Don't talk nonsense."

My heart was inexplicably a little flustered.

Do you like...boys?

I heard it before in high school, but it had nothing to do with him.But why is it inexplicably awkward when the protagonist becomes him?uncomfortable uncomfortable...

"I'm just saying it's possible, don't be too obvious." Zhuo Yi gave an ambiguous answer, because he was afraid that Zhao Hele would be too deliberately evasive in front of Zhuo Yi.

Zhao Hele looked down at the plastic cup that he squeezed and burst, and was silent for about a minute.

The air is most afraid of freezing instantly.

Lin Wenxuan and Cheng Lin looked at each other, shrugged and shook their heads.

Meanwhile, Zhao Hele's brainstorming was going on, and Lin Wenxuan's idea for him made him start to sort out the male god's feelings towards him.From the very beginning, he used his lunch box for himself, and actively prepared meals for himself. He also paid attention to himself during military training. He also watched the sunrise with him on National Day, and cooked chicken soup for himself when he was very negative...

Finally this afternoon.

He still remembered the way Zhuo Yi looked at him before turning around, the deep eyes seemed to hide a trace of...sadness.

Suddenly felt that he had discovered a shocking secret, and his eyes widened again in shock, so he looked at the two people sitting beside him, and immediately asked for help:

"If the male god really likes me, what should I do?"

"..."

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