My pretty boyfriend in a dress doesn't talk much

After Jiang Feng and Wei Mingshan had spoken clearly, they returned to their seats and found that Zhou Fangning had eaten most of the crayfish, and Wei Mingshan ordered two more pots helplessly.

However, when the bill was paid, it was different from what was promised before.

Zhou Fangning took out his mobile phone and prepared to transfer the money. He said with a smile, "How can I really ask you to pay the full amount? I just want to find an excuse for going out to eat crayfish. Right, Brother Feng."

Jiang Feng nodded, and he already had his mobile phone in his hand and was about to transfer the money.

Wei Mingshan was not surprised that the two of them would have such a move, they are both very sensible people.But he still shook his head and smiled and refused: "Okay, it's my treat this time, and it's fine if you come back next time. If you transfer it, I won't accept it. Let's go."

The two had no choice but to put away their mobile phones. Zhou Fangning groaned and said, "Okay, next time, please, don't be too cruel. I'm very poor."

When the three of them walked out of the gate of Quandeji, Wei Mingshan suddenly said: "You go first, I have something to do. You are going back to school, right, so be careful on the way."

Jiang Feng seemed to have seen something, but he didn't stop him, he just advised: "Take a good measure."

Wei Mingshan smiled: "Okay, I will."

Jiang Feng nodded: "You have always been more reliable than Zhou Fangning, so I won't talk nonsense, and you should be careful on the road."

Zhou Fangning watched the two play charades inexplicably, and also despised himself for a while, so he protested dissatisfiedly: "We are not brothers anymore, why does it feel like the two of you are hiding a secret from me?"

Jiang Feng grabbed his neck and dragged him away: "Let's go, I will accompany you in the dormitory today, do you think we are good brothers?"

Zhou Fangning struggled and continued to protest: "Cut. It's not that my sister-in-law has something to do today, you will remember to accompany me. Why don't you let me stay alone in the empty room, I, Zhou Fangning, are that miserable little cabbage that no one loves..."

Seeing the two of them fighting and walking away, Wei Mingshan walked to a corner where no one would easily find out, and waited quietly.

Bored, he looked up at the night sky, but he couldn't see anything in the sky of the city, so he started to look down at his phone again, and looked at the door from time to time, so as not to miss someone.

By the way, I thought it was a little late, should I send Zeyu a text message to tell him that he is safe, and ask him if he has eaten?

Hmm, doesn't this seem a little too clingy?It's only eight o'clock, so it's really not too late.

But Wei Mingshan thought about it again, he had to do something else, if he came back later than expected, he should report to the landlord.

So he sent a message to Gong Zeyu with peace of mind saying that he would arrive home at about 09:30, asked him if he had eaten, and pinned Zhou Fangning for the late return.

After sending the message, he saw that the group of people had already come out. The members of the studio came from several surrounding schools, so when they reached the door, most of them separated and left.

The person who spoke ill of Gong Zeyu before left with another person, and Wei Mingshan followed behind them, walking unhurriedly, keeping a certain distance so that no one would notice that he was following people.

Those two seemed to be drinking too much, and they sang high-pitched lines from time to time on the street.

Wei Mingshan, who was more than ten meters away from them, plucked his ears, the sound was really disgusting, he must talk to Zeyu more when he went back, and purify his ears.

Wei Mingshan followed them for about 10 minutes and saw them turning into a small alley.

Wei Mingshan decided that this was the place. He first checked the surroundings and saw that there was no surveillance, and saw that there was a trash can not far away.This is an excellent place to settle grievances.

The corner of Wei Mingshan's mouth twitched, God helped him.

But while he was observing his surroundings, an unexpected noise came from the alley.

A girl screamed in panic: "What are you doing? Stay away from me."

"The little girl is still out at this late hour, isn't she just trying to catch a rich guy? Come on, brother is rich hahahahahaha."

"Go away!"

Probably understood what happened, Wei Mingshan frowned, really disgusting people only do disgusting things, he quickened his pace and chased after him.

In the practice room, after completing a set of exercises, Gong Zeyu took a sip of the water on the side and moistened his throat. When he saw the mobile phone next to him, Gong Zeyu paused for a while in wanting to continue drinking.

Usually, not many people will contact him privately except his parents and grandpa, and his parents usually call directly, and only leave a message on WeChat when he doesn't receive a call, so he can't read it for a day phone several times.

But Gong Zeyu, who has an extra person in WeChat, suddenly wants to check his phone, and doesn't know whose message he wants to receive.

So he put down his water glass and picked up his phone, which showed a WeChat message and a text message.

Gong Zeyu clicked on WeChat first, and when she saw the news from Wei Mingshan, she was inexplicably happy, a feeling that her expectations had not been fulfilled.

Mu Shui: Zeyu, have you eaten yet?The garlic crayfish here at Quandeji is very good, I will bring you to eat it in the future.Also, Zhou Fangning drank too much alcohol and I have to send him back to school, so I guess he will come back later.

Gong Zeyu replied earnestly: I have already eaten and reheated the leftovers at noon. Your cooking is so delicious that I don't even want to order food.It's getting dark, so be careful on the road.

After replying, he looked at his reply again, carefully considered whether there was any problem with his reply, and opened the unread text message after confirming that there was nothing inconsiderate.

The text message content is a video of less than 3 minutes.

Gong Zeyu frowned slightly, and already had a premonition in her heart.He knew who sent the text message, and he also knew that the person must have no good intentions.

But probably because he wanted to know what that person would do again, to avoid any accidents if he was not prepared, so Gong Zeyu still clicked on the video.

The background of the video is very noisy, as if a scene of eating in a restaurant was taken casually, but the photographer seems to have prepared for it long ago, and the camera is very steady.

In the noisy background, Gong Zeyu could clearly hear an unusually high-pitched male voice saying: "...Then what is Gong Zeyu? He is just an actor who is neither male nor female..."

This is obviously what Wei Mingshan and the others experienced in Quan De Ji.

Hearing this passage, Gong Zeyu didn't feel any disturbance in his heart, what he noticed was the content of the picture.

The shot was not directed at the person speaking, but at another table not far away from them.

That table was the three of Wei Mingshan who ate crayfish at Quan De Ji.When the man said that, they seemed to have heard the voice from this side, but they just glanced this way, then turned their heads away, and did not make any other movements.

Then Wei Mingshan and another person left their seats.

The video ends here.

At this time, this number sent another text message——

Xiaoyu, do you think you have made friends again?However, you can see that he didn't react when he heard you being said that, and left talking and laughing with his friends.You should know that no one will really treat you as a friend, they just want to tease you because they see you as stupid and easy to deceive.

Seeing this, Gong Zeyu skillfully blocked the number.

At this time, his face was stern, his lips were tightly pursed, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, like a piercing cold pool.

If Wei Mingshan was by his side, he would be amazed at how the gentle and good-tempered Gong Zeyu, who usually looks cold and unapproachable, would show such an expression.

But no matter how good-tempered a person is, there will be a very disgusting existence.

Gong Zeyu closed his eyes and calmed down the anger in his heart. Does this person still think that he is as easy to deceive as he was when he was a child?

The author has something to say: The stupid author hasn’t sent a text message for a long time. When I coded this paragraph, I also experimented to see if I can send a video by text message now.