Rival says he loves me

Wanke leaned on the stool, with one leg raised up, seeing Fang Gayao coming in from the door, he hurriedly climbed up.

"Brother Yao, brother Yao, there is something I have to tell you." Vanke sneaked into the freshman study room at night. He looked about the same anyway, and no one cared how old he was, he could do whatever he wanted.

Fang Gayao found a chair next to the wall and sat down, while packing his things, he listened to Vanke's anxiety, "What's the matter?"

"You move the dormitory as soon as possible, I think Wu Wei should be interested in you." Vanke spoke anxiously, his tone was a little off, and he glanced at the students around him who were studying with their heads down, and then stopped his voice, "I'm not blind. Even the idiots can see it!" Wu Wei and the others were so surprised.

The person Wu Wei waits for is either an enemy or a lover, but the past experiences are all enemies.

From the current point of view, Fang Gayao looks more like a lover.

Vanke has a face that looks younger, but he's very frivolous. He has poisonous eyes, and he can see Wu Wei's thoughts at a glance. He grows up to be like Fang Gayao, but it's difficult for a gay to look twice, so it's okay. It's strange that Wu Wei can also fall in love with him, but Vanke is warm-hearted and always feels that with Wu Wei's background, it would be troublesome for anyone to get involved, so he didn't want Fang Jiayao to get too involved.

"I know." Fang Gayao leaned against the wall, mouth full of bitterness. He didn't need Vanke to remind him. He himself had noticed that Wu Wei was quite abnormal recently, more like a silent pursuit. Xiao Yao's testing of herself was a little different.

"You think too much, it's the roommate relationship." Fang Gayao didn't say anything to Vanke, as long as Wu Wei didn't say anything, Fang Gayao had no reason to refuse, his back felt so comfortable under the cool wall, and his eyes became dizzy Shen Shen wanted to sleep, but Vanke was still talking to him, "You don't know, recently..."

The voice was very deep, Fang Gayao just listened vaguely, and the last few voices fell into the darkness with his eyelids.

Vanke leaned on Fang Gayao's side with one hand to watch, he had never seen anyone fall asleep while chatting, Fang Gayao's exposed half had bulging blue veins on his face, presumably people didn't sleep much Comfortable.

Occasionally, there was a bit of noise in the evening self-study, which had little effect on Fang Jiayao.

There was an extra face and a scar in the dream.

When I woke up, I still had a face and a scar.

"Go back to sleep?"

windy.

"I'll help you?"

Moisture with rain.

Feeling the cold on his arms, Fang Gayao sat up propped up, his back was completely frozen by the wall, and now he started to feel the moisture on his body, Vanke who was sitting next to him didn't know where he was, but now he On the seat, Wu Wei sat across.

The other party was propping his face with one hand, turned his face to look this way, "Are you awake?"

"Sorry, I've been sleeping for a long time." Fang Gayao reacted for a while before saying, "Why are you here...Sorry...I'm late, are you going to the studio now?"

Fang Gayao spent half a minute sorting out the time and the reason why Wu Wei appeared here. He reached into his pocket and found that there were dozens of missed calls on his mobile phone.

All of them are Wu Wei.

"What happened?" Fang Jiayao subconsciously felt that something had happened, and when he scrolled down and saw Wu Wei's name, he felt inexplicably flustered.

"It's raining." Wu Wei said.

"Huh?" Fang Gayao was fully awake at this moment, "What?"

Wu Wei shook an umbrella in his hand, and the curved umbrella handle was circling on his fingers, "It's raining outside, you don't have an umbrella," Wu Wei was wearing a cotton shirt, which was sticking to his body with moisture .

"That's why I'm here to pick you up." When Wu Wei spoke, there was always a sense of reason.

Fang Gayao frowned slightly, reached out and pinched his shoulder lightly, and found that the shirt was still not dry, "You didn't open an umbrella?" You wouldn't get so wet with an umbrella.

Wu Wei rubbed his nose, did not speak, changed the subject, "Appointment, go to the studio."

"How did you find this place?" Fang Gayao knew what Wu Wei didn't want to say would be useless, so he stood up and started to pack his things. He was not in his study room, he liked to run around, up and down the teaching building There are more than 100 classrooms in total, and it is really troublesome to simply find someone.

"Look for it casually, and you'll be lucky." Wu Wei went downstairs and put up an umbrella, leaving a distance of one person.

The canopy is dry.

On the road, the umbrella was still leaning towards him, Fang Jiayao couldn't see it, and pushed the handle of the umbrella towards Wu Wei, "They're all men, they're not so delicate."

If it was just a little leaning, Fang Gayao didn't need to say it, but Wu Wei's head was empty, and the umbrella looked like it was specially made for him by Wu Wei, Fang Gayao felt very sorry.

The friendship is not that deep.

Wu Wei just stretched out his hand and pulled Fang Gayao's shoulder towards him again, repeating, "They're all men, not so delicate."

Fang Gayao was choked, and walked away sullenly.

He couldn't figure out Wu Wei, and his expression was never right.

For example, now, his conscious actions are easily misunderstood, but the expression on his face will not make people think too much, so Fang Gayao can't say anything.

There are not many people in the studio, it should be said that there are no people.

The familiar faces who were laughing and joking before had already left.

"They're gone?" Fang Gayao stood at the door buckling the water on his heels, waiting for Wu Wei who put away his umbrella by the way.

"Well, because there is still a group choreographer in hand, they took the time to come and have a look." Wu Wei hung an umbrella on the empty shelf, and began to take off his shoes, "There are slippers here, wear them in."

If the floor-to-ceiling curtains were closed in the studio, it would have nothing to do with the outside, and only him and Wu Wei were left in the clean space.

The two of you spend a lot of time alone.

Fang Gayao also knew something about the fact that Wu Wei was not close to other people. Except for the people in the circle who came to him to choreograph, he was basically a loner in school and didn't have many friends.

Seeing Wu Wei take off his clothes and put them on the sofa, Fang Gayao sank into the sofa, staring at the clothes and said, "Tired to find me?"

When Wu Wei went to look for him, it wasn't raining at all, and his body was soaked because he was sweating.

Fang Gayao really couldn't bear it this time.

He wanted to ask to understand.