like love

After a meal, Zhou Weixia was immersed in solving the food that Ye Xingzhi put in his hands, talking less than usual as a matter of course.

Ye Xingzhi didn't seem to notice that there was anything wrong with him. After eating, he said that he would send Zheng Qingchuan to the hotel, and then disappeared at the subway entrance side by side as he had come here.

Zhou Weixia said goodbye to them, and originally planned to go to Lieber to read a book, but he couldn't arouse his interest.He slowly moved back to his small apartment alone, and curiously went through Ye Xingzhi's circle of friends.

Ye Xingzhi has very little news, and even less about his private life. Zheng Qingchuan has never appeared.

He lay on the bed and threw his phone aside.Turning over a page of the textbook, I couldn't help but think, in fact, Ye Xingzhi always treats people with a thoughtful and polite manner, hiding his personal life so tightly that he can't even touch it.

Zhou Weixia didn't continue to flip through his textbooks, his mind was full of the natural gags of Zheng Qingchuan and Ye Xingzhi at the dinner table, he couldn't help sitting up, and texted Ye Xingzhi feverishly, asking him to go back to school no.

The person who received the text message happened to be talking about him, "We're not together."

"Ah?" Zheng Qingchuan walked into the elevator while drinking a glass of iced Americano, and continued to ask, "Looking at your familiar posture, I thought you had already told him about Aunt Hui, hey, I wasn't at the dinner table just now Let's bring this up..."

"No, I didn't mention it." Ye Xingzhi leaned lightly on the handrail of the elevator, lowered his head slightly, glanced at Zhou Weixia's text message, and then quietly pressed the screen to turn off.

"Then does he know that you plan to return to City A? I mean, if it really happens, it will be a long-distance relationship... By the way, our high school monitor, the couple started in the first year of high school, and you know that they broke up a few days ago. "Zheng Qingchuan babbled to Ye Xingzhi like an old woman for a long time, and finally concluded, "Actually, I think that kid is quite cute. Do you really think about staying here after graduation?"

Ye Xingzhi squinted at him, "Why do you seem to want me not to go back?"

After finishing the cup of coffee in Zheng Qingchuan's hand, he took a sip, and only made an empty sound like a straw poking into the ice to leak air, "Of course you can go back, and it will be convenient to drink and play together in the future."

He stepped out of the elevator, threw the plastic cup into the trash can, shook his hands and said, "One size is one size, let's talk about love." Zheng Qingchuan took out his room card and swiped open the door, and said, "I think you I was in a hurry to go back because I didn’t want to stay here.”

The speaker had no intention, but the listener had intention, Ye Xingzhi paused.What Zheng Qingchuan said was true, he really didn't want to stay in City B, he just wanted to stay away from his father in the sense of blood.

But what Zheng Qingchuan said is also right, one size counts for one size, this really has nothing to do with Zhou Weixia.

"Come in for a glass of water?" Zheng Qingchuan poked his head out of the room and called him, "Why are you standing in the corridor in a daze."

Ye Xingzhi looked at Zhou Weixia's text message again, with a smile on his lips, without raising his head, he said, "No."

Zheng Qingchuan was too lazy to keep him, "That's fine, you don't have classes tomorrow weekend, right? I'll find you, what's so fun about City B..."

"I have to be in the studio all day tomorrow, and I won't be free at night, maybe the day after tomorrow." Ye Xingzhi turned to go to the elevator, pressed the down button before looking up.

"Still busy at night? What kind of studio is this..."

"It's not about the studio." Ye Xingzhi stood in the elevator and replied, "Let's talk about love."

Zheng Qingchuan almost fell down in one breath, and waved him to get out quickly.

After Zhou Weixia sent the text message, he went to take a shower. He came out of the bathroom without drying his hair, and sat on the balcony to blow the wind for a while before returning to the bedroom.

There was an unread text message and a missed call on the phone screen, all of which belonged to Ye Xingzhi.

The text message was a few minutes ago, "I'm back, downstairs at your house."

Zhou Weixia was stunned for three seconds, as if he didn't understand those words, he stood up in a panic for a long time, put on a coat casually, and hurried downstairs.

Ye Xingzhi stood outside the gate, and after waiting for a while, he didn't seem to have any temper.He was holding a cardboard box in his hand, and the packaging looked familiar.

"I, I didn't hear it just now." Zhou Weixia trotted over to open the door for him, still panting slightly, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"It's okay." Ye Xingzhi said, handing him the paper box, "I bought it for you."

Zhou Weixia took him upstairs and looked at the box by the light of the corridor.The apartment building is old, and the stairwell is also old-fashioned. It is a bit crowded for two people walking side by side, and the corridor lights are even more dim.But I can still recognize it as Lieber's cloud roll.

"Why do you think of buying this?" He entered the door and poured Ye Xingzhi a glass of water, and asked casually, "Where did you take your friend?"

His words were full of acid, and he almost expressed his dissatisfaction directly.But Zhou Weixia is really not a person who will complain, and his expression doesn't look strange.There was still some moisture in his hair, and he huddled into the sofa, staring at Ye Xingzhi wetly.

"I came here just to take him back to the hotel." Ye Xingzhi said, "I was passing by. I wanted to buy the mousse cake you were thinking about, but it was sold out today."

"Oh." Zhou Weixia doesn't show his temper, and Ye Xingzhi still remembers the cake he mentioned casually, "Actually, I don't have to eat that."

You can eat anything else, or anything else.It's just an excuse.He lowered his head, forked a small piece of cake, pursed his lips and whispered, "There must be a reason for asking you out."

Ye Xingzhi sat close to him. Hearing what he said, he was probably a little caught off guard by his sudden straight ball. He stared blankly at him for a moment before laughing softly.

"What are you laughing at?" After Zhou Weixia finished speaking, he also regretted it, and began to find all kinds of excuses, "I..."

"You haven't tried it yet." Ye Xingzhi reached out his hand to rub the slightly wet hair on top of his hair, and interrupted him with a smile.

Zhou Weixia's freshly washed hair was a little disheveled, and a few tufts of hair curled up unruly, making him look more innocent and harmless.His heart beat faster, his throat was tight, he bit his lower lip and said blankly, "What are you trying?"

Ye Xingzhi leaned over slightly, smelled the clean and refreshing smell on the person, and said softly, "There is no reason, you can ask me out."

He moved a little closer, causing their breaths to collide, and said with a low smile, "Why don't you try?"