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Qiao Yuanlin was stunned: "For me?"

Liang Cheng hooked the plastic bag and reached outside the railing, and said, "Do you want to eat?"

Qiao Yuanlin quickly snatched it away, untied it and took a big bite, it wasn't too hot, and muttered with a thin layer of oil on her lips: "It's really delicious, a lot of beef stuffing."

Liang Cheng felt that the white coat was stained, and it had been worn by several people before, so he took it off and wanted to take it home and wash it.

Qiao Yuanlin asked, "Are you off work?"

"Yes." Liang Cheng said.

Qiao Yuanlin still has a late lesson, he knows how boring waiting for others is, and said: "Brother, you go back first, I will take a taxi after school."

Liang Cheng said indifferently: "Let's go together, I have something for you."

Not only Guokui, but also other things, Qiao Yuanlin was flattered and couldn't help but guess what Liang Cheng wanted to give him, did he want to give him a gift?

The reason why I am very happy is probably to thank him for finding this job?

Qiao Yuanlin returned to the classroom, feeling more anticipation every minute. He had pulled off the buttons of the school uniform three years ago, but this time it was Liang Cheng who offered it as a gift.

It should not be very expensive, and he doesn't care about the value, he will like whatever Liang Cheng gives him.

After school, Qiao Yuanlin didn't even cover his pen caps, and swept them all into his schoolbag. When he saw the lights in the laboratory building were dark, he hurried straight to the garage.

Audi was gone, and so was the big cross-country bike. Liang Cheng was sitting on a second-hand motorcycle, flipping through the confiscated "Current Awareness".

Qiao Yuanlin walked over quietly from behind, trying to scare people, and suddenly shouted: "Ha! Here I come!"

Without even shrugging his shoulders, Liang Cheng calmly closed the book, returned it to him, and said, "I can smell beef."

"..." Qiao Yuanlin peeked at Liang Cheng's pockets, they were all deflated, and they didn't look like they had something in them. There was an echo from the garage, so he didn't dare to raise his voice, "What do you want to give me?"

Liang Cheng said, "It's in the book."

Qiao Yuanlin lowered his head and flipped through the book, and there was a white paper folded in half between the pages.

Could it be that he wrote a letter to him?Although very outdated, Liang Cheng's character may be a little hard to say, so I wrote it down.

He solemnly pulled it out, twisted his fingertips, and it was indeed a piece of ordinary copy paper. After opening it, he was stunned: "...what is this?"

Liang Cheng said, "Schedule."

Qiao Yuanlin couldn't believe it: "You gave me a class schedule?"

"You're right in class." Liang Chengdao, "Your experimental class hours are a bit behind others, so I've arranged make-up class time for you. It's relatively fragmented, and it's not easy to forget according to the schedule."

Qiao Yuanlin was shocked and disappointed, and said, "What kind of gift is this?!"

Liang Cheng asked back: "When did I say it was a gift?"

Qiao Yuanlin was at a loss for words, his alveoli were bloated, but he was full of anticipation, but instead of a gift, he was forced to make up lessons?

Liang Cheng was belatedly recalling it, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "You think I'm going to give you a gift?"

Unwilling to reconcile, Qiao Yuanlin said out of nothing, "Shouldn't you give it away? I voluntarily won the job for you, and I don't want to thank you. But when you come to work, I am under tremendous pressure."

Liang Cheng heard him make up: "What pressure?"

"Last time..." Qiao Yuanlin said, "Last time at the train station, all my classmates saw me hugging you. Rumors spread that I was having sex with you, and my reputation was damaged."

Liang Cheng just felt bored, and didn't care about the childish behavior of high school students at all. His phone kept ringing, and he said, "You leaked my WeChat account, didn't you?"

Qiao Yuanlin tried to quibble: "Modern people don't have privacy, maybe you leaked it elsewhere."

Liang Cheng opened the latest friend application, turned on the screen, and the verification message read: Hi, I'm Tian Yu, Qiao Yuanlin introduced me!

With all the witnesses and material evidence, Qiao Yuanlin bit his lip with his lower front teeth, and got into the car with a smirk.

The evening wind howled all the way, Qiao Yuanlin pressed on Liang Cheng's bulging black shirt, separated when the light turned red, and immediately wrapped around Liang Cheng's waist when it turned green.

He suddenly thought of a way and said, "I know how to fight back the rumors, Assistant Professor Liang, do you want to hear it?"

Liang Cheng simply said: "I don't want to."

"Then I'll tell you too." Qiao Yuanlin said, "Isn't it because I hugged you? Then hug all the boys in the class once, and everyone can be gay together."

Liang Chengdao: "I wish you success."

Qiao Yuanlin tightened her arms, rubbed her chin against Liang Cheng's back shoulder, and said, "It's like this."

Liang Cheng turned on his horses and arrived home 10 minutes early.

Qiao Yuanlin got off the car and went in first, Liang Cheng parked his motorcycle by the wall, his cell phone rang, and the caller showed a string of Pinghai local numbers, he glanced at it and didn't move his fingers.

The person who called was extremely persistent and did not hang up for a long time.

After a while, Liang Cheng answered, "Hello?"

It wasn't a harassing phone call, the voice inside was excited: "Liang Cheng, is that you?"

The work of the teaching assistant was smooth, but after Qiao Yuanlin accepted the schedule, nothing happened.He could find all kinds of excuses during the remedial class time on the schedule. The study and inspection department held a meeting, was on duty, extra classes were added to the remedial class, and one night he hid at Tian Yu's house after school.

He was ready to fight a guerrilla war with Liang Cheng, but the strange thing was that Liang Cheng didn't say anything, his attitude was as usual, and that class schedule seemed to have become a piece of paper.

In fact, Liang Cheng knew it well.He had already figured out Qiao Yuanlin's temperament, Xiaocang was about to pass out that time, and he still didn't forget to fight for him, so Qiao Yuanlin was a sick and beautiful boy on the surface, but he had a stubborn ass hidden inside his body, it was useless to force him.

On Saturday morning, Qiao Yuanlin went to the city library to return the books and came back after finishing her homework.

The high temperature has continued in recent days, and the convenience store has launched a new smoothie. He got out of the car early and bought a family portrait of the most expensive luxury Kyoho grape.

Afraid of melting, Qiao Yuanlin quickened his pace and walked to Wanping Alley when he saw Liang Cheng standing under the electric pole.

At this time, a black Lexus drove past him, honking its horn and stopped at the entrance of the alley.A young man in his twenties got out of the car without closing the door, and shouted eagerly: "Liang Cheng!"

"The car is not bad." Liang Cheng laughed.

The person who came was Zheng Yandong, and Liang Cheng took him upstairs. The not-so-spacious bedroom accommodated the two of them, which was a little cramped.

The simple furnishings can be visited at a glance. Zheng Yandong sat down by the bed, pressed the mattress with his palm, and said, "It's a bit hard."

Liang Cheng sat on the chair and said, "The bed is not as hard as before."

Zheng Yandong reacted for a while, and when he understood, he clenched his fist and made a "boom".Both of them were silent until Qiao Yuanlin knocked on the door outside.

Liang Cheng said: "It's not locked, come in."

Qiao Yuanlin kicked the door open with his toe, and didn't see clearly at the entrance of the alley. At this moment, Zheng Yandong turned his head and looked over. He saw the other person's appearance clearly—handsome and clean, unlike Ying Xiaoqiong who was full of quack spirit, and seemed to be someone who could read Yes, and it's the kind that's very popular on campus.

He walked in with a smoothie in his hand and said, "A new product from the convenience store, try it?"

Liang Chengdao: "You can eat."

"I bought a large portion." Qiao Yuanlin brought the smoothie to the table, the grapes were covered with a thin layer of condensed milk, "It's not sour."

Zheng Yandong smiled and said, "I happen to be quite hot, thank you."

Liang Cheng raised his eyebrows: "You really don't treat yourself as an outsider."

"Who is as lonely as you." Zheng Yandong said, "Come on, let's go together, little landlord first."

Before Qiao Yuanlin could speak, Liang Cheng picked up the mug he had put on the table, filled half of the smoothie and all the grapes, handed it to him and said, "You can eat this mug yourself."

Qiao Yuanlin stretched out his hand to support it, but before he could show his steel spoon, he said wisely, "Then I'll go out first."

The door closed, Liang Cheng took a symbolic taste, he didn't have much desire for food.Zheng Yandong ate with relish, and said: "The little landlord is nice, and he will buy you food."

Liang Cheng: "Yes."

"Then you kicked him out." Zheng Yandong said.

Liang Cheng said, "Eat yours."

In the opposite room, Qiao Yuanlin was sitting on the head of the bed. She couldn't read the newly borrowed book after turning two pages, so she threw it aside.

He was a little curious about Liang Cheng's friends, they were similar in age, they were Liang Cheng's classmates or bamboo horses, in short, they should have known each other for a long time.Having eaten together and finding a home, we must have gotten along well.

He couldn't stop making comparisons, Brother Ying, the fourth child, and Zheng Yandong who just appeared, which one is closest to Liang Cheng?

What if there is another him?

Qiao Yuanlin smiled, surrendered before starting the fight, and smiled cowardly.He really didn't have much confidence, if Liang Cheng hadn't saved him back then, there wouldn't even have been an encounter between them.

He's just the grandson of the landlord, a small landlord, the kind who is forced by things.

The more he thought about it, the more boring he became, Qiao Yuanlin kicked his legs and kicked his legs, forgot to put the cup on his lap, and when he jumped, the melted smoothie hit the bed.

"I'll go." His newly changed bed sheet was wet with sticky condensed milk.

Qiao Yuanlin took off the sheets, went to the bathroom to soak in the washbasin, poured some laundry detergent, and squatted on the floor to scrub the stains.This is what I learned from Liang Cheng. He also folds tofu towels.

There was a gust of wind, the door was closed, Qiao Yuanlin's hands were full of foam and he ignored it.

Liang Cheng came out of the bedroom, feeling that the sweet smell was too strong, he said: "Let's go to the balcony and stay for a while."

The sun had already moved to the west, and it was not shining very much. Zheng Yandong moved to the balcony, took out a pack of cigarettes, poured out two, and asked Liang Cheng whether he smoked or not.

Liang Cheng didn't want it, and keenly heard the sound of water pouring in the bathroom.

Zheng Yandong bit one and said, "Anyway, a classmate, don't ask how I'm doing."

Liang Cheng asked, "How is it?"

"Be more perfunctory." Zheng Yandong said, "Busy and tired, especially after the anatomy class, I always feel that it tastes bad, so I learned to smoke and use nicotine to flush it out. I was also tired when I was in No. Competition is more interesting than it is now."

Liang Cheng pondered for a moment in the smoke, raised his hand to pick off a withered rhododendron, and said, "How did you find me?"

"Through Teacher Duan, I have been in touch with him for the past few years." Zheng Yandong replied, "He didn't know where you were before, I asked him a few days ago, and I didn't have any hope, but he said he found you. "

Liang Cheng guessed almost right.

Zheng Yandong extinguished the cigarette: "I heard that you went to Dexin as a teaching assistant, because of Teacher Duan?"

Liang Cheng said, "I didn't go because of Duan Sicun."

"Then because of who?"

Liang Cheng looked towards the bathroom, the door opened, Qiao Yuanlin came out with a washbasin, and interrupted the conversation.He smiled embarrassedly, and quickly walked to the floor-to-ceiling drying rack on the side of the balcony, and put the sheets on.

Zheng Yandong continued: "No matter who it is because of, just settle down."

"How do you count as stability?" Liang Cheng said cynically.

"That's fine." Zheng Yandong took another cigarette in his mouth and didn't light it up. "I have a place to live, a job, and someone is thinking about buying delicious food for me."

Qiao Yuanlin couldn't help but nodded.

Zheng Yandong said: "I know the address, I will come here to look for you in the future, don't play with me and disappear."

Liang Cheng was already annoyed, and said, "This is not my house."

"You can't be the master, can you?" Zheng Yandong asked Qiao Yuanlin, "Little landlord, do you welcome me? I was abrupt today, and I will definitely not be empty-handed next time."

Qiao Yuanlin said, "Welcome, come and play often."

Before leaving, Zheng Yandong asked, "Brother, what are your plans for the future?"

Liang Cheng replied: "I haven't thought about it."

As the dusk fell, the scarlet clouds shrouded the sky, and the dark blue sheet in Qiao Yuanlin's hand was as thick as ink, and he pulled it repeatedly to smooth it out.

Zheng Yandong left, but Liang Chengli stayed where he was.

A puddle of water dripped from under the drying rack, and Liang Cheng walked to Qiao Yuanlin's side, took off the bed sheet, and twisted it forcefully into the washbasin, making a crisp, crackling sound.

After wringing out the water, Liang Cheng left. Qiao Yuanlin picked up the washbasin and fell behind. The figures on the wall swayed wildly. He walked in a hurry, the water splashed out, and his finger slipped and the washbasin fell to the ground.

Liang Cheng stopped and turned his head, as if looking at a fool.

Qiao Yuanlin, on the other hand, was heartlessly happy, grabbed the washbasin, and threw it against the floor like a bowling ball into the bathroom.He waded through the water and took two steps, then suddenly asked, "Brother, is the smoothie delicious?"

Liang Chengdao: "It's okay."

Qiao Yuanlin said, "Actually, I also want to eat with you."

You spoonful of this kind of food, Liang Cheng remembered that Qiao Yuanlin said that he would not eat food that others had eaten, but he did not explain, saying: "I'm afraid you will be embarrassed, and you can't understand when we chat."

Qiao Yuanlin heard some arrogance and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"He was the representative of the biology class in high school, and now he is majoring in forensic medicine." Liang Cheng replied condescendingly, "What are you talking about?"

The bedroom was already dark, Qiao Yuanlin walked in with damp slippers, his toes twitching slightly, and he felt dim and small for a moment.

He was thinking in a mess, Zheng Yandong was Liang Cheng's high school classmate, they worked hard together, shared a meal, knew Liang Cheng's past experience, had a common language in medical school, and could drive...

People and things that have nothing to do with him, but he cared so much that he listened to the whole thing on the balcony.

What he just said had nothing to do with smoothies or chat, he was talking about a silent, uncontrollable jealousy that grew up silently.

If there is no if in the world, they have already intersected, haven't they?

Qiao Yuanlin turned on the light and dumped all the contents of his schoolbag on the bed. He rummaged around and found the crumpled class schedule among a pile of test papers.

Liang Cheng collected the garbage and threw it away. As soon as he opened the door, Qiao Yuanlin held a piece of torn paper to demonstrate at his door.

Because of the psychological imbalance, the yin and yang were strange, but there was a sincere sadness, Qiao Yuanlin asked with a stern face, "Is it expired, Mr. Liang?"

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