But what love can a gold master buy?

Shen Tinglan has a good appetite today, all the dishes on the table are more delicious than he imagined, and the wine tastes good too.

Every time he ate a few mouthfuls of food, he took a sip of wine and blew down a bottle. He felt the blood flow in his whole body, and it was very hot in this air-conditioned room.

Looking up to the other side of the table, he found that Wei Li was staring at him, so he showed a lazy smile: "What are you looking at me for?"

"Your face is very red," Wei Li put down the knife and fork, "I'll go and lower the temperature of the air conditioner."

"Oh, no need." Shen Tinglan waved his hands, stood up while leaning on the edge of the table, and went to the balcony talking to himself.

Pulling open the French door of the balcony, the night wind blew onto his face, mixed with particles, he raised his hand to touch it, but what he touched was a little water.

Twirling his fingers, he belatedly said, "Ah. It's snowing."

His shoulders suddenly sank, and it was Wei Li who took a thick coat and draped it over his shoulders: "You are so easy to catch a cold, go back and look at the window."

Shen Tinglan was warmed by the alcohol at this moment, not afraid of the cold wind, he didn't take it seriously at all, and took two steps forward, stretching his hand out of the open window, letting the snowflakes brush against his palm: "No Yes, it's not cold in here."

Wei Li said again: "I just heard your cell phone ringing, aren't you going to answer it?"

Shen Tinglan looked up at the countless snowflakes in the night sky, and said casually, "Let it be."

The ceiling light on the balcony was voice-activated, and it started with his voice, illuminating his flushed cheeks. Wei Li looked at his profile from behind him and asked, "Are you a little drunk?"

"No, it's just a bottle of wine, not vodka."

He shook his head, but it looked like he was shaking his head weakly. Wei Li knew that he must be drunk, so he refused to leave after pulling him, so he stepped forward and covered him with his coat tightly.

The clothes are hooped on his body, it is very hot, but the arms of the person he likes are also hooped around him, which makes him like it very much. Under the conflict between the two sides, he is like a big child, he doesn't know how to express his feelings, so he has to wrinkle He frowned a few times.

But his attention was quickly attracted by new things: "Wei Li, look, there are candles downstairs."

Wei Li looked around, and sure enough, he saw light spots lit up on the ground, and the light spots were quickly woven into the shape of a gift, and various lights of neon colors flashed after the completion.

Shen Tinglan watched with relish, put his hands on the cold railing, and murmured: "It's still an electronic candle..."

Wei Li quickly walked to his side, half persuading and half forcing the little drunk to retract his arms: "I saw the snow and the candle, too, let's go back."

As if to respond to his words, as soon as he finished speaking, the dozens of light spots were all extinguished. Shen Tinglan had nothing to look at, so he blew cold wind to cool down the heat a little, and was dragged back to the room obediently by Wei Li .

The temperature of the air conditioner in the room was lowered a little, but it was still hot.Shen Tinglan unbuttoned her clothes as she walked, first she took off her coat, and then she took off a thin sweater, leaving only her close-fitting shirt.

After taking off his clothes, he leaned close to Wei Li, reached out and grabbed his skirt, raised his face and laughed, "Now you can hug me."

Wei Li saw that he had the potential to go crazy with alcohol, and while pulling him, he ran to the dining table to pick up the wine bottle and looked at it: "You drink 58% wine like water?"

"Where is 58 degrees?" Shen Tinglan poked a finger on the body of the bottle, "It's obviously 24."

"..." Wei Li was speechless, this illiterate still bought foreign wine, "That's just the brand name of wine."

Shen Tinglan looked confused, like a little fool: "Huh?"

Wei Li didn't talk nonsense with him, and helped him to the bedroom.

After entering the door, Wei Li turned on the light, dragged him to the edge of the bed and sat down, then knelt down to remove his slippers: "Go to bed early today."

Shen Tinglan hummed "hmm" repeatedly, grabbed his hand and refused to let go: "Don't sleep, I'm not tired, let's go play the piano."

He was still strong when he was drunk, and Wei Li didn't want to force himself, so he followed his strength and put his hand on his shoulder, directly pushing him down: "Be careful spit on the piano."

"No." Shen Tinglan let go of his hand, and hooked his neck instead, "It's only a small bottle, I can't spit it out."

The top button of Shen Tinglan's shirt was open, and the hot scent of perfume came out, mixed with a little wine smell, which made Wei Li feel obvious warmth on his face that was blown by the wind and snow.

He subconsciously glanced at Shen Tinglan, and saw that the skin on the other person's face was tender and flushed. The light in the black pupils was half filtered by the eyelashes. When he looked closely, there was still a little water. His eyes seemed fragile and blurred, and his ruddy lips were still light Qing Xi moved: "Don't you like playing the piano? Let's play the piano?"

Wei Li didn't know why, but suddenly he couldn't say no. He paused for a moment, and agreed: "...Okay, then you lie down and rest for a while, and I'll make you some tea to sober up."

"Don't go." Shen Tinglan stretched his arms and pulled Wei Li to his chest, "Stay with me, I don't want to be alone..."

His voice was very soft, almost a whisper, and he let out a long breath after he finished speaking.

Wei Li's head was next to his chin, and was sprayed with the smell of alcohol on his forehead, so he quickly turned his face to avoid it.He is now being hugged by the neck, his upper body is on the bed, but his two long legs are stretched out of the bed.This pose puts the core muscles to the test, and it made him want to block Shen Tinglan's hand, but before he could move, he heard Shen Tinglan say something strange: "The call just now must be from Yan Jie." .”

Wei Li thought to himself, what's the matter with his love rival calling during the festival?Just ask: "Why?"

"The result of the last time has already come out. I am one point higher than him. He is probably going to die of anger." The corner of his mouth twitched and laughed, and his smile died suddenly after a while, "So he will definitely be here today. ...to break my mood."

Wei Li felt that this was not something normal people could get rid of: "Harassing people during festivals, isn't that scolding?"

"No...it's not a festival..." Shen Tinglan shook his head slowly, rolled his throat a few times, and uttered two words very softly.

Wei Li was stunned for a few seconds after hearing this, and then he remembered what happened when he first met Yan Jie.

Shen Tinglan is not a person who likes to use hands and feet, otherwise he would have been covered in bruises in the past two months. The reason why he suddenly lost control of his emotions that day was because Yan Jie scolded him "Orphan Sima".

"His mouth is the most stinky, it's like shit," Shen Tinglan started to speak ill of Yan Jie to him as if he was complaining, "and he stinks since he was a child, and he brought a group of ugly monsters to scold me all day long..."

Wei Li moved his body slowly, and lay down beside him, listening to him muttering and cursing, his heart became brighter and brighter like a mirror.

The malice of a child is pure and terrible.Children with good family background look down on upstarts. At first, they just imitate the cynicism of adults. Later, they become addicted to crowding out. Playing around, using persuasion and writing self-criticism as punishment.

Shen Tinglan scolded, calmed down, and her tone turned into complaints: "If I had known that he was studying in this crappy university, I should have asked my dad to send the money to another school... Humph..."

Wei Li brushed his shaggy hair away: "You are in the same department, it's not too late for you to know about this, why can't you think of a way to avoid him?"

"Avoid?" Shen Tinglan suddenly became excited, "I don't want to see him, but I definitely won't avoid him! I avoided him before, now he should avoid me... that's right!"

He hiccupped and turned to look at Wei Li: "He is not as good as me. Let me tell you, I am very smart. When I was in the same class as him, his test scores were never higher than mine...Do you believe it?"

"letter."

Usually, he almost never attended a class. Even though cramping was so difficult that he had to roll around on the spot, he could still recite it. Based on this alone, Wei Li was sure that he was at least not an idiot.

"He's not as good as me at playing the piano, he's beaten by his dad every day, hahaha..."

Shen Tinglan laughed foolishly for a while, and burst into tears.Wei Li couldn't laugh when he heard these things, because he had encountered similar things and felt the same way: "Then...why didn't you learn it later?"

Shen Tinglan's laughter fell, and she spoke again, her voice a little hoarse: "Because I don't like to learn. I also think playing the piano is very hard. I learned those just to make my mother happy. She left, and I still do those things." What's the point?"

Wei Li has never had parents, but he has the dean who cares and teaches him like a relative, and he can understand a little bit about parents' desire for their children to become a success, so he wondered, "What about your father?"

"He just wants me to have a college degree." Shen Tinglan yawned, and put his head on Wei Li's shoulder, "He didn't even go to high school, and he never cared about it... he can make money anyway. "

Wei Li didn't understand the world of the rich, and there was only silence after hearing it.

After being silent for a while, he recovered and found that Shen Tinglan had lost his voice, and when he turned to look, he met a pair of wide-open eyes, which almost startled him: "What are you doing?"

"Shall we go play the piano?" Shen Tinglan jumped up and ran to the living room first.

He almost staggered, Wei Li saw him and hurried to catch up, but saw that he was sitting up and down, but he was playing the zither with passion and more coherently, so he felt relieved a little, and sat beside him and looked at him.

"Come on! What do you want to hear!" Shen Tinglan patted his chest dryly, "I'll play it for you!"

Wei Li was afraid that he would be too excited, so he deliberately made things difficult for him, turned to the page he had torn up, and compared the page numbers, he read out the title of the song: "The Girl Is Gradually Forgotten."

Shen Tinglan was really stunned, blinking at him.

"Why, can't you remember the score?"

"I remember." Shen Tinglan suddenly burst into tears aggrieved, "I haven't played it for more than ten years, why can't I forget it?"

He cried like a child, he didn't feel embarrassed at all, he cried loudly, but Wei Li was a little at a loss, so he had to go to the dining table to get a tissue first.

Wiping away his tears with a tissue, his crying finally subsided.

Wei Li threw away the wet tissue, trying to persuade him to go back to sleep, but when he returned to the piano bench, Shen Tinglan's expression returned to the original: "Since you can't choose, then... just play something that suits the occasion."

Wei Li thought he was going to play "Silent Night", but when the piano sounded, what he heard was a folk song.

"What is this song?"

Shen Tinglan replied loudly: ""Meeting Brothers"!"

[The author has something to say: Wei Li: My little friend, my brother has a lot of question marks.

*If you are interested, you can search for these two songs, NetEase Cloud has hhhhhh]