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"Call me in half an hour."

Liu Yanchuan secretly glanced at Lu Qingyu who was sitting on a chair and staring at the computer screen intently.

The screen of the mobile phone happened to be covered by a large T-shirt, and Liu Yanchuan quickly blindly typed a message to Xu Yulin with one hand.

"Huh? Why???"

"Stop talking nonsense, do my brother a favor, and give you a skin from the Source Project."

"Deal! Half an hour, OK!"

"Eh? This rock sparrow feels like it can't deal damage, it's a bit difficult..."

Lu Qingyu turned his head and complained endlessly to Liu Yanchuan.

Liu Yanchuan turned off the phone screen without any trace, put the phone in his pocket, moved closer, and asked Lu Qingyu: "What's the matter, which skill is not easy to use?"

"This rock protrusion, when I use it, it always pushes people out..."

"W... Look, I'm like this." Liu Yanchuan walked to Lu Qingyu's right, pressed the keyboard with his left hand in front of him, and covered the mouse with his right hand, "You can use the pointer to control the direction, look, like this. "

"Wow... so difficult to play..."

"You can customize it slowly and get used to it before matching."

……

Hanging high in the sky, the sun, which seems to never wither, is no match for the passage of time after all. It slowly walked to the edge of the western sky, dyeing a piece of pure blue and white with orange red.

Lu Qingyu was still studying the rock protrusion with a bitter and hatred look on his face.

Liu Yanchuan's cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

"Hello? What's the matter?" Liu Yanchuan answered the phone.

"Huh? Didn't you ask me to make a call?"

"Hmm..." Liu Yanchuan replied vaguely.

Lu Qingyu raised his head and asked him with his lips, "What's the matter, is your friend calling?"

Liu Yanchuan nodded, motioning for him to go further away to answer the phone.

"What's the matter? Are you talking, have you been kidnapped?" Xu Yulin asked.

"Crazy... Let me ask you, is the air conditioner fixed? I'm going back."

"Yo! I thought you were staying at someone's house tonight, remember to come back~" Xu Yulin jokingly said.

"goodbye!"

Liu Yanchuan rolled his eyes at the air, and walked slowly towards Lu Qingyu.

Liu Yanchuan climbed onto the back of the chair with his hands, and stood in a posture that surrounded Lu Qingyu in his arms.

Lu Qingyu, who was concentrating on studying the game, didn't notice.

"Brother Yu, is it easier to use?" Liu Yanchuan took off the earphone on Lu Qingyu's side and asked softly.

"It still doesn't work, let's forget about the difficulty of this rock protrusion, and the big move is easy to use up."

"Take your time, this hero is really difficult to play, especially for those who are new to the game, Brother Yu, you haven't played any games before, have you?"

Lu Qingyu shook his head and said, "No, before I went to college, my family didn't let me touch the computer very much, and the mobile phone was given to me because it was easier to look up information and words."

"Pfft...then how did you pass the time before..."

"Let me send it to my family. He has two PS4s. He took me to play the games I used to play."

……

Liu Yanchuan tilted his head slightly, and what he saw was Lu Qingyu who was as delicate as a finely carved jade.

There seemed to be light in his eyes.

"Then... let me take you to play from now on?" Liu Yanchuan asked half-truthfully, half-truthfully.

At this moment, Lu Qingyu couldn't distract himself from thinking about the deep meaning in Liu Yanchuan's words, so he just nodded and said, "Yes! I hope I won't make you want to beat someone."

"No." Liu Yanchuan said with a light smile, "my tablemate, just Xu Yulin, who dragged me over to play this time, played the ice ult, went to the front of the opponent in the early stage of the big mouth, and played a Kalista They can all be hammered into melon skins by small cannons."

"Huh? This... so miserable?"

"Yes." Liu Yanchuan shrugged pretending to be helpless, "God knows, I didn't dare to speak for him when he was sprayed by the other three, for fear that others would know that I knew him."

Xu Yulin drinking milk tea in Xuan Town:? ? ?

MMP Lao Tzu calls you Rui every day, you actually put the blame on me like this? ? ?Gratitude and righteousness must be cut off, really, kindness and justice must be cut off!

"Pfft..." Lu Qingyu couldn't help laughing, and suddenly pressed R with a trembling hand, and his joy turned into sadness, "Ahhhhhhhhh!!!"

"It's okay." Liu Yanchuan approached, opened the list of teammates, and comforted him, "You're lucky this time, these are trumpets."

"Hey... Forget it, I'll play Miss Lacus, it's too difficult!"

"It's fine if you like it. Anyway, when you're free, I'll be free to ask you to teach you anytime."

"Really?"

"real."

Liu Yanchuan picked up one earphone hanging in mid-air, and said, "Brother Yu, my friend is waiting for me at the gate of Xuan Town. I should go. If I have time tomorrow, can I go shopping with you?"

Lu Qingyu nodded and said, "Then you go, I can't send you off, I want to finish this game."

"It's okay, goodbye, I'll see you tomorrow."

"alright, bye."

Liu Yanchuan thoughtfully helped Lu Qingyu put on the earphone on the other side, and by the way helped him pack all the garbage that had accumulated on the table into a small plastic bag and throw it into the trash can.

Before closing the door, Liu Yanchuan looked at Lu Qingyu's side face who was so focused as if he was doing some experiment, and smiled.

With a "click", the door closed.

After a while, Lu Qingyu's cell phone on the table vibrated, but he didn't have time to look at it.

On the lit screen, an unread message on WeChat was displayed.

"Liu Yanchuan: Brother Yu, remember to fasten the door latch on φ(>ω<*) later"

It wasn't until night fell that Lu Qingyu's stomach was screaming from hunger, and he realized that he had been sitting in front of the computer for a long time.

Stretching, all the bones in his body creaked as if they were all broken.

He had spent a lot of energy in front of the computer all afternoon, and he couldn't spare any more energy to go out for dinner.

So, he simply called Yang Ningjun.

"Hello? Junjun?"

"Well, what's the matter?" Yang Ningjun should be eating dinner, talking vaguely.

"When will you come back, bring me something to eat, I'm going to starve to death..."

"Wow! You haven't starved to death yet!" Yang Ningjun exaggerated deliberately.

. . . . . .want to hit someone

"When are you coming back?" Lu Qingyu thought that he might be the only brother who could bring him takeaway food, and forcibly resisted the urge to fight him.

"Come back after taking a walk after eating. It shouldn't take an hour. I'm almost done eating."

"Oh...then you can bring me something to eat."

"What to eat?"

"Hmm...what's for sale over there?"

Yang Ningjun looked down at the plate of bamboo sticks in front of him, and said, "Do you want to eat barbecue?"

"Okay, you can bring me another bottle of drink."

"Okay, do your messy things first, and I'll go to your room to discuss something with you later."

"What? What is a mess?"

"I mean, when I go, please don't wear face masks, don't squeeze acne, and don't apply body lotion when I go."

"Oh." Lu Qingyu mistook the wall in front of him for Yang Ningjun, and rolled his eyes fiercely.

After confirming that he would be able to have dinner tonight, he rubbed his shoulders that had become much stiffer from holding one posture for a long time.

Originally, he wanted to lie on the bed and wait for Yang Ningjun to bring him dinner.

But lying on the bed, I couldn't help but feel a little dirty.

He said that he hadn't done strenuous exercise today, and the range of activities was limited to the hotel building where he lived, but he still felt a little uncomfortable if he didn't take a shower.

It is more comfortable to maintain a refreshing state and eat delicious junk food.

After struggling for a long time on the soft big bed, Lu Qingyu's lazy cancer was finally defeated.

He found out his pajamas and dragged his tired body into the bathroom.

When I came out, my whole body exuded the cherry blossom fragrance of the hotel shower gel, and the freshly washed hair with a faint orange blossom fragrance was still dripping.

After all, all the fatigue was washed away.

Not long after, there were regular knocks on the door.

Lu Qingyu opened the cat's eye to look, and confirmed that it was Yang Ningjun and his dinner.

He quickly opened the door and welcomed Yang Ningjun in enthusiastically.

"Come, come, sit!" Lu Qingyu enthusiastically pushed the chair in front of the table away.

Yang Ningjun waved his hand and asked, "Can I sit on your bed? You don't mind eating on the bed?"

"Never mind, but I can put the food on the bedside table."

"Okay, go sit on your bed." Yang Ningjun put the things in his hands on the bedside table, leaned forward, and lay down on Lu Qingyu's bed unceremoniously.

"Go, go, make room for me." Lu Qingyu pushed Yang Ningjun out of the edge of the bed.

Opening the big plastic bag that Yang Ningjun brought over, Lu Qingyu saw a bunch of roasted beef, roasted tofu skin and roasted chicken feet, and his stomach, awakened by the smell of food, began to protest again.

There is also a can of Jiangxiaobai and a bottle of milk tea in the plastic bag.

Lu Qingyu pushed Yang Ningjun who was lying on his side, and asked, "Which bottle is mine?"

"The milk tea is yours."

"It's ok, if you actually drink, you're not afraid that you won't be able to get up tomorrow? You drink less than me, right?"

"What do you know? Eat yours quickly, I have something to tell you."

Lu Qingyu had already picked up a skewer of beef to soothe his already empty stomach.

Yang Ningjun sat up, stepped over Lu Qingyu and took his wine, took a sip, and frowned.

"What's the matter..." Lu Qingyu slurred his words as he chewed on the beef with tendons.

"I... almost wanted to confess my love tonight..." After Yang Ningjun took a sip, he slowly became more courageous, taking a gulp of white wine in one breath, "but I was still cowardly, I didn't dare to say it, I was afraid that I would Sometimes friends don’t have to be.”

"..."

Sometimes the authorities are obsessed with bystanders, and that's what happens.

In Lu Qingyu's eyes, there was no difference between these two people when they were together, it was just a matter of piercing the window paper.

Therefore, Lu Qingyu rolled his eyes in his heart, a little speechless.

"I think he must like you." Lu Qingyu concluded immediately.

"How could it be?" Yang Ningjun smiled wryly.

"Hey, no, do you think there is a straight man, or someone who has no feelings for you, who is willing to travel with you?"

"Yes, didn't Fatty and Brother Feng go to Thailand together?"

Fatty and Brother Feng are a pair of famous tablemates in Yang Ningjun's class. They sat together for three years, copied each other's homework, were named and criticized, and read self-criticism in public at the meeting, but it's right that both of them have girlfriends.

"I'm speechless..."

"Hey, what should I do..."

Yang Ningjun took another sip of his wine, and lowered his head. It was not at all like his usual proud and high spirits, but closer to a child with low self-esteem.

"Don't be like this... just go and confess your love, I can guarantee that he will like you!"

"No, he likes Miss Big Breasts, Miss Big Breasts called him again in the afternoon."

……

In the face of his closest friends, no matter how eloquent he usually is, he becomes clumsy at this time.

Lu Qingyu felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Don't know what to do.

Until the end, when Yang Ningjun drank the whole bottle of Jiang Xiaobai to the bottom and was already unconscious, Lu Qingyu still couldn't make him feel better.

I can only promise him again and again that I will help him find a way and create a good opportunity for him to confess.

"Hello? Jiang Zhou?" Lu Qingyu looked at Yang Ningjun who was drunk on the bed, and called Jiang Zhou helplessly.

"It's me, what's wrong?"

"Junjun is drunk with me, can you come and take him back to the room, the room card is in his pocket, I can't move him."

"Okay, you wait."

After a while, Jiang Zhou knocked on Lu Qingyu's door.

Lu Qingyu stepped aside to let Jiang Zhou walk in.

Yang Ningjun on the bed closed his eyes tightly, as if he was suffering.

His face and neck were flushed red from being drunk.

His clothes were also messed up by him sleeping, and the shirt that was bundled was also rubbed out, revealing a waist as white as a lotus root.

Jiang Zhou frowned and asked Lu Qingyu, "How much did he drink?"

"You can't stop a bottle of white wine..." Lu Qingyu sighed.

Jiang Zhou bent down, completely blocked Yang Ningjun's back and knees with his arms, and hugged him horizontally with a force.

Lu Qingyu followed to the door, opened and closed the door for them.

Before Jiang Zhou took Yang Ningjun away, Lu Qingyu stopped him.

Lu Qingyu frowned, and said to Jiang Zhou with some concern: "You...you have to take good care of him, he is too sensitive, and he won't say it when he feels unhappy."

There is something in this rather profound exhortation.

Jiang Zhou nodded and said, "Don't worry."

After walking a few steps, he arrived at the door of Yang Ningjun's room.

Jiang Zhou put him down against the wall, and took out the room card from his pocket to open the door.

As soon as he entered the room, Yang Ningjun threw himself into Jiang Zhou's arms before he could plug in the room card to get electricity.

Jiang Zhou was taken aback, and quickly opened his arms and hugged Yang Ningjun tightly to prevent him from falling, while he staggered back a few steps and bumped into the back of the door.

In the darkness, Yang Ningjun's eyes seemed particularly bright.

It's like the North Star is the only one left in the dark night sky.

His hands tightly grabbed the clothes at Jiang Zhou's waist.

Slowly put his head on Jiang Zhou's shoulder.

not moving at all.

Jiang Zhou also allowed him to move.

After an unknown period of time, Yang Ningjun said softly in his hoarse voice because of drinking too much: "Don't you want to go?"

The tone was almost pleading, so soft that it couldn't be softer.

In the silence that filled the room, Jiang Zhou could still hear clearly.

After a long time, he raised his hand, rubbed Yang Ningjun's head, and helped him straighten his messy hair.

"I do not go."

Later, because Yang Ningjun was too drunk, he fell asleep with a club, and made a small snoring sound.

Jiang Zhou couldn't laugh or cry.

Resigned to his fate, he wiped Yang Ningjun's body, changed into his pajamas, and tucked it into the soft bed, while he help Yang Ningjun wash his clothes helplessly.

The clothes that had been shopping all day were already stained with a lot of sweat, and there was still a smell of alcohol. It is not difficult for Jiang Zhou to imagine how suffocating he would be tomorrow if he left it to Yang Ningjun to wash by himself...

So I'm still tired, let's help him wash it.

After serving his ancestors back and forth, Jiang Zhou finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Ningjun, who brushed his body, seemed to be much better.

The whole body was sunk in the bed, only the soft hair and flushed face were exposed.

The brows that were tightly frowned just now were also relaxed. At this moment, it seemed that his face was only blushing because of the heat.

Jiang Zhou turned off most of the lights in the room for him, leaving only one porch light.

Just as I was about to go out, I saw Yang Ningjun kicking the quilt because he was not sleeping well...

He sighed.

Turn back and help Yang Ningjun cover the quilt.

Seeing that defenseless sleeping face, Jiang Zhou's heart softened.

Thinking of what Yang Ningjun said to himself in the dark just now, his mood became happier.

He leaned down, pushed aside the bangs covering Yang Ningjun's forehead, and gently pressed a kiss on it.

"Good night."

Jiang Zhou's voice was hoarse, as if he was suppressing something forcefully.

Yang Ningjun seemed to feel someone approaching him.

Frowning, he turned over, and the quilt was thrown back more than half by him.

Jiang Zhou helped him cover the quilt again helplessly, and pulled out his hands to press down, so that the quilt would not be kicked away so quickly.

I took the remote control of the air conditioner next to the bed and turned up the temperature.

After doing all this, he walked out softly.

I am afraid that a big movement will wake up the person who is sleeping soundly on the bed.