casual

There was a heavy rain last night, and today there is still a lot of water on the ground, and the temperature is extremely low. When Cheng Zhiheng went out, he wore a black vest inside and a thin windbreaker on the outside. When he arrived at the volleyball court, The moment he got out of the car, as a person who starts with four clothes in winter and is extremely afraid of the cold, he instantly felt like he was almost frozen into an ice sculpture.

"Fuck," Cheng Zhiheng rubbed his arms, "It's so fucking cold."

The curator's office was also very economical and did not turn on the air conditioner. Standing in front of the desk, Cheng Zhiheng could not wait to ask the curator to borrow a quilt to wrap him up.

"Zhiheng," said the curator, stroking the dots of stubble on his chin, "it's pretty punctual."

Cheng Zhiheng squeezed out a smile: "That's not it."

"I don't have much to say. The person who wants to see you by name is on the training ground. You can go there by yourself."

"Curator," Cheng Zhiheng rubbed his arms and asked, "Who wants to see me?"

The curator was smiling at first, but after hearing this, he immediately became impatient, slapped the table, and said in his usual fierce manner: "Whispering! If you want to know if you want to go and see it yourself, just go over there!"

Cheng Zhiheng dared not speak because of the five buckets of rice: "Understood, I'll go there."

The curator patted the table again: "Hurry up!"

When Cheng Zhiheng was walking towards the training ground, all sorts of thoughts had exploded in his mind, probably all of them were: It must be Zhong Ying!How should I run when I see her later?The four doors of the training ground, she can't send people to block all of them...

But when he pushed open the door of the driving range, all his explosive thoughts jumped even more.

It wasn't Zhong Ying who was waiting for him in the arena!

It's a boy who is practicing his serve with his back to him!

And it looks handsome!

Could it be that he came to confess!

I am so unexpected!

Cheng Zhiheng cleared his throat: "Well, I'm here."

The boy who was practicing serving stopped and turned around.

After Cheng Zhiheng saw the boy's "outstanding facial features" face, his heart almost skipped a beat and he couldn't come back.

This was unexpected and too unexpected.

——The person I met on the missing person notice yesterday came to my door the next day. Should I stay away from him, or should I take him to get my big reward?

Cheng Zhiheng was a little embarrassed.

"Is that Cheng Zhiheng?" Gu Shu smiled softly at him, "My name is Gu Shu, a book from a scholarly family."

Out of politeness, Cheng Zhiheng returned a smile: "I know, I saw you yesterday."

"Meet me?" Gu Shu suddenly took a step forward, grabbed Cheng Zhiheng's shoulder and asked, his voice was so excited that he couldn't restrain himself, "Where did you meet!"

I have a lot of strength to play Xiaojiao!

Cheng Zhiheng wanted to twist Gu Shu's wrist directly and throw his hand off, but he held back thinking that Gu Shu is a petite who could run away from home with two hairs pulled off.

"Self-service sex toy store," Cheng Zhiheng struggled symbolically, "I'm over there..."

It was incredible that Gu Shu blushed when he heard half of it, and he interrupted Cheng Zhiheng abruptly: "That kind of place? How could I go to that kind of place!"

"Who said you went to that kind of place, can you listen to me and finish my sentence," Cheng Zhiheng said, "I'm four years older than you, can you respect my human rights!"

Gu Shu let go of his shoulder and moved his wrist: "Say it."

Before Cheng Zhiheng said it, he was startled: I fucked him and grabbed my shoulder vigorously, did his hand hurt?

What kind of fairy Gu Daiyu is this!

I can't afford to mess with my real name.

"I saw a missing person notice about you on the wall of the self-service sex toy store yesterday."

"That damn thing is still there," Gu Shu clicked his tongue, and then took out a cigarette from his pocket, "I was obviously torn apart, but there are still fish that slipped through the net, a bunch of trash snacks !"

After he finished cursing, he lowered his head and took out his lighter to light a cigarette. Cheng Zhiheng had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he smoked the cigarette between his fingers before he lit it.

"What are you doing!" Gu Shu raised his head and stared at him.

Out of habit, Cheng Zhiheng took a lighter and knocked on the top of his head in a moderate manner, and taught him a lesson: "Little boy, smoking is not allowed here."

After he finished this series of actions, he realized who he was hitting belatedly.

Gu Shu was knocked on the head with his head down, and now he is still in a bowed posture. Cheng Zhiheng couldn't see his expression now, so he could only worry about it.

"You—" Gu Shu rubbed his head after a while and raised his head. His beautiful eyes were completely red, and there was still a small amount of water in them, and his voice was full of grievances, "You actually—"

Cheng Zhiheng hurriedly coaxed people: "I was wrong, I shouldn't hit you, don't cry, I apologize, I can do whatever, you must not cry."

Gu Shu still looked the same: "Then take me home, okay?"

Cheng Zhiheng: "...what?"

"Take me home," Gu Shu stretched out his hand slowly, and gently grabbed Cheng Zhiheng's clothes, "You know the missing person notice, right? I ran away from home and had nowhere to go."

Nowhere to go?

You can command the trash Dim Sum to tear up posters all over the city, and you can easily command the curator with a fierce temper, tell me that you have fallen to the point where you have nowhere to go?

Funny cat!

It's one thing to know it well, but it's another thing to be able to say it in person, Cheng Zhiheng's mind was running fast, thinking about how to politely reject this delicate young master.