man god man god you lost a boyfriend

When Song Ziqi was staring at the ring on his left ring finger in a daze, Liang Boya opened the door and entered.

Liang Boya was holding a cup of soy milk and a dish of fried dough sticks. Seeing that Song Ziqi had woken up, he put the soy milk and fried dough sticks on the computer desk and told him to get up, brush his teeth and wash his face.

Song Ziqi noticed that Liang Boya was also wearing a ring on the hand holding the cup just now, and it was obviously the same style as the one on his hand.

Whether it is the ring on Liang Boya's hand or the ring on Song Ziqi's hand, they all look very simple and plain, not attracting attention. Even if two people wear rings together at the same time, it will not attract much thought, but When you put the rings of two people together and look at them, you will find the little mystery inside.

Song Ziqi just took off the ring to look at it, it was engraved with Liang Boya's initials, he knew that the ring in Liang Boya's hand must also have his initials engraved on it.

"Is this the birthday present you gave me?" Song Ziqi touched the ring on his hand and raised his head to ask Liang Boya.

Liang Boya smiled lightly: "...Are you satisfied?"

Song Ziqi touched the ring and snorted, "I don't ask for dinosaur eggs, but I'm not satisfied if I don't even have pigeon eggs. Am I that easily satisfied? Hmph." Although he said He was not satisfied, but he kept rubbing the ring with his other hand.

Liang Boya smiled slightly: "Okay, I will give you pigeon eggs next time."

Song Ziqi was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows: "I'm not talking about the kind of food."

Liang Boya looked serious: "Yes."

Song Ziqi was just making a casual joke, but he didn't expect Liang Boya to agree seriously. He paused, and then snorted: "Forget it, I don't like pigeon eggs, your money is my money, my money is mine." The money is still my money, and it hurts me to spend my own money to wear it for others to see."

Liang Boya suddenly laughed lowly: "...well, you have the final say."

Song Ziqi wrapped himself in a warm blanket and was unwilling to leave. Liang Boya coaxed him for a long time, but Song Ziqi still refused to get up.

In the end, Song Ziqi couldn't hold back his urine anymore, so he reluctantly left the warm bed, got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face.

After washing up, Song Ziqi quickly returned to the warm room trembling, and had breakfast with Liang Boya.

The soy milk is still warm and has a mellow taste, while the fried dough sticks are crispy and soft. Song Ziqi took a bite of fried dough sticks and soy milk, and glanced at Liang Boya from time to time, feeling that this was the greatest happiness in life.

"Where's my mother and father?" After breakfast, Song Ziqi remembered that he didn't see Song's mother and Song's father just now, so he raised his head and asked Liang Boya.

"Father-in-law and mother-in-law went to pay New Year's greetings, and they wanted to wake you up this morning to go together," Liang Boya said without looking up while cleaning up the mess, "I told them that you were too tired last night, so I asked you to sleep more a little while."

"Oh, so that's how it is," Song Ziqi wrapped himself in the blanket after eating breakfast. He made up his mind that he would stay in his warm little nest all day long, and no one could separate him from the blanket. , "...Wait, father-in-law?"

After Liang Boya cleaned up, he smiled slightly at Song Ziqi: "Is there any problem?"

Song Ziqi: "...huh!"

He turned over and faced Liang Boya with his butt.

"Are you going to stay in bed all day today?" Liang Boya said with a smile.

"It's so cold outside, let me die on the bed..." Song Ziqi groaned as he wrapped himself in a spring roll.

"Okay, then I'll accompany you." Liang Boya said, lifted a corner of Song Ziqi's quilt, and got on the bed.

The two of them just cuddled each other under the quilt, lying on the bed and watching a movie on the laptop all day.

They watched one after another, from thrilling horror movies to drowsy literary love movies, until it was dark when Song's mother and Song's father came back. Hearing the door open, Liang Boya took Song Ziqi from Dug out of the bed.

Mother Song looked at Song Ziqi's messy hair and disheveled clothes, and she was a little dissatisfied: "You have been lying on the bed for another day? Young people don't move much, what are you doing at home every day?"

After being talked about by Song's mother for a long time, Song Ziqi silently glanced at Liang Boya beside him. Why did Liang Boya lie in bed all day like him, but still dressed neatly and meticulously?This unscientific!

When Mama Song went into the kitchen to cook, Liang Boya also rolled up her sleeves and went in to help. Mama Song was polite at first, saying how she could let guests into the kitchen to help, but Liang Boya smiled and insisted on helping.

Mother Song couldn't give in, so she had to let Liang Boya into the kitchen to help.

Song Ziqi originally wanted to be lazy, but was dragged into the kitchen by Mama Song with the reason that "all the guests come to help you as the host, but you are not."

Seeing Liang Boya's skillful chopping action, Song's mother couldn't help but praise him a few words: "There are very few boys who can go into the kitchen by themselves these days. Seeing from your appearance, you should often go into the kitchen to help your mother, right?"

Liang Boya smiled faintly: "Occasionally."

Song's mother looked at Song Ziqi's clumsy dishwashing action, and immediately hated iron and steel: "Can't you learn from Boya? You can't even wash a dish. How do you find me a daughter-in-law in the future?" ?”

Song Ziqi bulged his cheeks while lowering his head to wash the vegetables. He didn't know what Song's mother would think if she knew that Liang Boya could only cook egg noodles...but he couldn't say!He didn't know what would happen if Song's mother knew that his daughter-in-law was by her side...but he still couldn't tell!

Liang Boya managed to gain so many favorability points from Mother Song. If he told the truth, the favorability points that Liang Boya had so hard to obtain would probably be cleared. Of course, the most important thing is that he would be killed by his relatives. Mom beat me up.

But the feeling of having a daughter-in-law but not being able to show off is really uncomfortable!

Song Ziqi glanced at Liang Boya secretly. At this moment, Liang Boya was cutting vegetables seriously with his head down. His long eyelashes were half drooping, and the corners of his lips were slightly pursed because of his seriousness. Song Ziqi was instantly concentrated by this picture. At this moment, he has a deeper understanding of why everyone loves to say that serious men are the most handsome.

Looking at Liang Boya with a serious face, he almost wanted to rush over and lick the screen!

Song's mother also had a good impression of Liang Boya, who was serious about things, and she was still praising Liang Boya until the meal. While praising Liang Boya, she also criticized Song Ziqi at the same time.

If it were someone else who was praised by Song's mother, Song Ziqi would definitely complain in his heart, but that person was Liang Boya, Song Ziqi not only didn't complain in his heart, he was even a little happy and proud .

Seeing her stupid son being reprimanded and still curling her lips into a sneaky smile, Mother Song's expression was filled with hatred. She really wanted to hit Song Ziqi on the head with her chopsticks, but since Liang Boya, a guest, was watching, Song Mom could only hold back.

She looked at Song Ziqi's stupid way of devouring food, and then at Liang Boya's slow and elegant way of eating, and her heart became more and more unbalanced... How did she give birth to such a stupid son?Look at his son, how handsome and gentle, there must be many girls who like it!

So the more she disliked Song Ziqi, the more she disliked Liang Boya.

After a meal, Song Ziqi was so disgusted by his mother that he went to heaven.

After eating his fill, Song Ziqi lay on a chair and rubbed his round belly. Before he could rest for a while, he was immediately rushed to the kitchen by Song's mother to wash the dishes.

Song Ziqi stood up reluctantly, Liang Boya also stood up, and smiled: "Let me help."

Song's mother immediately said: "You are a guest, how can I let you wash the dishes? Let Ziqi do it alone. You can watch TV with us."

Liang Boya hesitated between washing the dishes with his daughter-in-law and improving his mother-in-law's favorability, and finally he chose the latter decisively.

Song Ziqi, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, felt abandoned by the whole world.

His mother and mother dislike him, his wife and daughter-in-law don't help him, and even the water for washing dishes is so icy cold!

Song Ziqi said that his heart was so cold, like this cold dishwater.

Song Ziqi was washing the dishes desolately in the kitchen, while Song's mother, Song's father and Liang Boya were lively watching TV in the living room, bursting into laughter from time to time.

After washing the dishes, Song Ziqi went back to the room silently, and wrapped himself in a quilt again into spring rolls.

After a while, Liang Boya came in.

Looking at the large spring rolls on the bed, Liang Boya said softly, "Are you angry?"

The spring rolls on the bed were motionless.

Liang Boya got on the bed, hugging the quilt and the person inside into her arms: "Are you really angry?"

The spring rolls on the bed were still motionless.

Liang Boya rubbed the spring rolls in his arms: "You won't be really angry, will you?"

Song Ziqi couldn't help poking his head out from under the quilt. He looked at Liang Boya silently: "Am I so stingy?"

Liang Boya smiled: "Then why do you look a little unhappy?"

Song Ziqi hesitated for a moment: "I'm not unhappy, it's just..."

"only?"

Song Ziqi sighed: "It's just that my mother likes you so much now, in case she finds out about our relationship..."

When the time comes, will Mother Song think that Liang Boya's behavior at the beginning was all a fake, all to please her pretended appearance... and thus think that Liang Boya is a very hypocritical person?

Liang Boya understood the meaning of Song Ziqi's hesitant words. He lowered his eyes, then raised his eyes and smiled at Song Ziqi: "...don't worry."

Song Ziqi sighed deeply: "I'm really afraid that she will break my dog's legs."

Liang Boya hugged the big spring roll in her arms, and smiled lowly: "No, your mother actually loves you very much, so don't think too much about the result."

"Where does she hurt me? She almost hates me." Song Ziqi was hugged tightly by Liang Boya through the quilt, his voice was a little muffled, "If I wasn't in my 20s now, she probably wanted to push me back Reborn."

Liang Boya laughed immediately, his chest pressed against Song Ziqi's back, so that Song Ziqi could feel his chest throbbing through the quilt.

The two of them just hugged each other and lay on the bed for a while, when suddenly, the door of Song Ziqi's room was opened.

Song Ziqi was startled, and quickly rolled out of Liang Boya's arms. After Liang Boya paused, he immediately got up and sat upright.

Mother Song, who was standing at the door of the room, was stunned...why was there something wrong with that scene just now?

But she didn't think too much, and continued to say to the two people in the room: "I just washed some apples, both of you come out and eat some apples."

Song Ziqi: "...Okay, okay, here we come."

His heart was still beating violently, and he felt lucky to survive the catastrophe.

Fuck!Fortunately, he reacted quickly and immediately rolled out of Liang Boya's arms. Otherwise, if his mother saw two big men hugging each other, even if he didn't think so much, he would definitely feel that something was wrong!

When eating apples in the living room, Song Ziqi still had lingering fears.

Especially when he saw the scene of the first male and the second male accidentally kissing in the TV series that was playing on TV!Fuck!How do the current screenwriters understand the psychology of the audience so well?It's a good sell!If it was different from normal times, Song Ziqi must have already brushed up "~" in his heart, but the current situation is that his mother is watching, and he is almost scared to pee, for fear that Song's mother will accidentally think of something bad. .

At this moment, Mother Song suddenly said: "Ziqi, get up early tomorrow, let's go to Xueying's house to celebrate the New Year tomorrow."

Song Ziqi, who had a guilty conscience, was taken aback when he heard Mama Song speak. He was relieved when he heard that Mama Song just explained about the New Year's greetings tomorrow.

Mother Song turned to talk to Liang Boya again: "Boya, are you also a student of G University?"

Liang Boya smiled gently: "No, I'm from Z University."

"Oh, big Z, how did you meet our Ziqi?"

……

Song Ziqi listened to the content of the chat between these two people with trepidation, until Mama Song seemed to mention it casually: "Bo Ya, do you have a girlfriend? You are so handsome, you must already have a girlfriend?"

Liang Boya smiled, noncommittal.

"Your girlfriend must be very beautiful, right? I really want to meet."

Liang Boya smiled faintly, "He's very cute."

Song Ziqi, who was eating an apple, almost bit his own tongue. Song Ziqi silently glanced at his mother, and said in his heart, Liang Boya's girlfriend is far away in the sky, right in front of him...

After eating the apples, Liang Boya went to take a shower, while Song Ziqi snuggled back into the bed and checked Weibo.

His Weibo homepage is almost swamped with all kinds of New Year greetings. Of course, there are also all kinds of dog-killing shows of affection, such as watermelon in soy sauce and his wife, such as Qi Liang and Chen Lang——

Octopus Balls: Heh, I don’t know which stupid dog’s dumplings were all broken when they were boiled//Chinese pastoral cat: I made dumplings today, and they were very good!My father-in-law and mother-in-law are very satisfied with my workmanship!

Song Ziqi opened the comments and saw that they were full of "Abusing dogs again on the first day of the new year! Running away crying!" "Crying and eating dog food while eating candy!" "As a single dog, I was abused so much Very cool! Ask for more!" "Don't hurt single dogs! Even if you don't love, don't hurt!"...

He smiled, continued to browse Weibo, and then, he found Jiang Xinyue's Weibo——

Jiang Xinmingyue: Going to have a big meal with someone tonight, I won’t post pictures to retaliate against the society so late~ Please imagine for yourself~

Seeing Jiang Xinyue calling her boyfriend "someone", Song Ziqi was a little dazed. He remembered that this was Jiang Xinyue's special name for giving wine in white clothes.

He clicked on the comment section of that Weibo post and saw that it was full of "The Goddess Mingyue is here to abuse dogs too! Can't we single dogs eat dog food in peace?" "Yao Shou Yes! Goddess Mingyue has also learned to show her affection!" Comments like "Crooked! Yaoyaoling! There are high-end dog abusers here!", there is no more CP rice points like white clothes giving wine and Jiangxin Mingyue.

The once bustling Jiuyue CP fans have since disappeared.

There is no more Jiuyue official match, no more Jiuyue orthodox religion, even though there are still cp points, but it will no longer be as high-profile as before, but will be self-indulgent and low-key.

Song Ziqi suddenly sighed a little. He couldn't help but think of the screen full of cp barrage when he watched Liang Boya's cover video. At that time, even he thought that Bai Yisongjiu and Jiang Xinmingyue were a couple.

If he hadn't appeared...

Maybe Liang Boya and Jiang Xinyue will really be a couple in the end.

But of course, if everything starts all over again, he will still choose this way.

"looking at what?"

After taking a shower, Liang Boya returned to the room, and saw Song Ziqi staring at the screen of the mobile phone with a dazed expression on his face.

Song Ziqi put down his phone, looked up at Liang Boya, and suddenly smiled: "I was wondering... If it wasn't for me, would you and Jiang Xinyue really be together in the end?"

Liang Boya lowered his eyes, raised them to look at Song Ziqi after a while, and said honestly, "I don't know."

"Then what do you imagine?"

Liang Boya smiled faintly: "I can't imagine..."

Song Ziqi snorted.

Liang Boya continued: "...What will happen if I don't meet you."

Song Ziqi was secretly refreshed, but his mouth was still stubborn: "Then I must ask you to imagine it?"

"You are the first person I like, the first person who taught me what liking is. Without you, I probably would never know what it's like to like someone all my life," Liang Boya smiled softly. Said, "Maybe you think I'm too frivolous to say that my whole life is too frivolous at this age, but this is my truth. If you insist on me to prove it, I can only use the rest of my life to prove it."

Although he knew that Liang Boya didn't answer his question directly, Song Ziqi's thoughts were completely taken away by Liang Boya's full love skills, so he sniffled: "Okay, then I will trust you for the time being."

In fact, this kind of assumption is very meaningless, because the "if" thing will never happen.

Why should he be depressed about things that are impossible to happen?

Song Ziqi figured it out, and continued to browse Weibo happily.

Before going to bed, it suddenly started to rain outside the window.

The sound of the rain patting on the window was a bit noisy, but Song Ziqi felt very peaceful. He was holding his mobile phone, and Liang Boya was holding him. The two of them were covered with the same quilt and slept in the same bed. Everything was so tender.

Song Ziqi occasionally came across some funny jokes or pictures, and asked Liang Boya to watch them together. Liang Boya put his chin on Song Ziqi's shoulder and looked at Song Ziqi's phone screen in this posture.

When seeing a funny joke, the two of them would laugh together. Through the thin pajamas, Song Ziqi felt Liang Boya's slightly trembling chest when he chuckled, and suddenly felt extremely at ease.

The rain outside the window is getting heavier, but the world in the room is warm and peaceful.

The next day, Liang Boya went back.

Although he knew that Liang Boya would go back to celebrate the New Year with his family, Song Ziqi was still very reluctant. He reluctantly sent Liang Boya downstairs. Looking down at Liang Boya's back gradually disappeared.

Song Ziqi spent the next few days busy but empty, because he had to go to various relatives' homes with Song's mother to pay New Year's greetings and catch up with various dinners, but no matter how busy his body was, his heart was always empty.

Fortunately, because he is tender and has a delicate face, even though he is already at this age, he is still stuffed with a lot of red envelopes by various aunts, six wives, and uncles.

Those three aunts and six wives saw Song Ziqi, a delicate young man wrapped in a dumpling, with a white and tender face, delicate features, and a sharp chin sunken in a furry scarf. He was cute and pleasing, so they stuffed red envelopes into Song Ziqi's hand. , and asked with concern: "What grade are you in this year? How is your study?"

Even after knowing that Song Ziqi was in his senior year and was about to graduate, they were embarrassed to take back the red envelopes, so Song Ziqi "cheated" a lot of red envelopes by relying on his face.

After returning home, Song Ziqi snapped a photo of the stack of red envelopes he received, and took a selfie with scissors hands, and then posted it on Weibo.

Zhuge Situ: Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey I also received a lot of red envelopes this year~ Sure enough, it’s good to be tender~ Attached is a selfie~ I’ll show you how cute~ If you are cute, you can give me red envelopes~o(≧ v≦) o

As soon as this Weibo was posted, the comments immediately rose rapidly. Song Ziqi opened it and saw that they were all begging for Alipay account and WeChat ID.

But Song Ziqi was just joking, and of course it was impossible to really give him Mifensi's Alipay account and WeChat account, so he didn't reply to those Mifensi's comments, but only replied a comment about teasing him with watermelon in soy sauce.

Zhuge Situ: Crooked, Sister Pumpkin, here is the strange soy sauce pumpkin who molested Xiao Zhengtai//Soy Sauce Watermelon: Want a red envelope?It's not enough to be cute, you have to sell your body, if you are happy, I will reward you with a red envelope

A moment later, Song Ziqi received a WeChat red envelope.

He chuckled, opened it and saw that it was indeed from Liang Boya.

A total of 520 yuan, on which it says - "Show cute fee".

Not long after Song Ziqi received the first red envelope, he soon received the second red envelope.

He opened it and saw it was from Liang Boya.

A total of 310 and [-] yuan, this time it was written - "Prostitution fee".