Rival says he loves me

When Fang Gayao arrived at the place, he was completely soaked. He asked Fang Liming in advance to confirm that Wu Wei was not here before rushing here. After entering the private room, he began to change clothes backstage.

Fang Liming was afraid that Wu Wei would come, so he moved a small private room for Fang Jiayao to tidy up inside, which was safer.

On the way here, Fang Gayao inserted an extra calling card in his mobile phone that cooperates with the campus, and when he was done working, he lay down in front of the large carved mirror to apply lipstick.

His lips are light in color and easy to paint. He chose the brightest color, red tube 05. After a while, he continued to put on the steel tube as usual after pulling up the curtain and the hem of the skirt.

This time he carefully looked down the stage, wanting to see if Wu Wei was here, and he didn't see him when it was over.

And this time no one spent money to get off stage to play, a group of people behaved like red-faced babies in kindergarten, and they all drank in cups.

When I got to the backstage, I took out my mobile phone from the crack of the sofa, and just received a message.

- I'm downstairs, meet me.

Wu Wei's.

Fang Gayao remembered his cell phone number, so he asked Fang Liming who was squatting aside and watching the changes, "Did you say my cell phone number?"

The other party smiled, "Who dares to say no to the matter of Wei Ye, we understand each other, understand each other, besides, didn't the school issue an internal network card, you usually use this, it happens to be two numbers."

Fang Jiayao didn't mean to blame his cousin. Although Fang Liming is usually slippery, he is still reliable in his work, and he is also protective. If one day he and Wu Wei really confront each other, Fang Liming will stand by him even if he doesn't want to work. Son, so he stretched his eyebrows and said, "I know."

Although Fang Liming smiled, there was still worry in the depths of his eyes, "But let me remind you kindly first, don't spend too long with him in this game." He walked over and handed Fang Gayao a cigarette, and sat down to blow out the smoke ring , "Wu Wei has a bad temper, and it's the first time he likes girls. I'm not sure what he means, so get out as soon as possible."

Fang Gayao held a cigarette and put it on the table, straightened his skirt, and entered the elevator.

At the end of summer, the air was humid, and Fang Gayao was already sweating in the claustrophobic elevator. He looked at the mirror inside, and hooked his eyeliner with his little finger. During the period, three or four people entered the elevator, all of whom had their make-up done by Fang Gayao. I was so dazzled that I didn't dare to breathe.

"here."

When he went downstairs, he met Wu Wei who was waving at him.

Obviously dressed up, a black baseball jacket is casual and formal with a pair of suede sneakers.

But without a hat.

"I knew you were dancing, so I didn't go, because I was afraid of distracting you." Wu Wei asked tentatively again, "Eat?"

Wu Wei is a precise hunter who has made every plan, behaves like a gentleman, and his wild instincts seem to have been suppressed. Fang Jiayao knew that the other party did have something to say, so he didn't intend to waste the dinner he had prepared, so nod.

Fang Gayao had observed Wu Wei before, and his face had no expression on his face. Even if he greeted him intimately, his expression was always cold, but Fang Gayao enjoyed this attitude very much. If he was too enthusiastic, he would make himself unable to listen.

The place Wu Wei chose was a hotel in the city center, it was not ostentatious, only the interior was luxurious, and the exterior looked ordinary. Wu Wei kept a distance from Fang Jiayao and did not overstep it. It was not until the two sat down firmly and communicated well with the waiter that they were together. During the communication, Wu Wei specially asked for an electronic writing board for the convenience of talking, and Fang Gayao could type on the touch screen after he said a word.

There was a song flowing in the whole hall, and the singer also had a nasal voice, and his voice was five points similar to Wu Wei's. Fang Jiayao imagined that Wu Wei's singing should be so good.

Don't you know how busy and important Iam

I've got so much to do

AskmetothedisFridaynight

I'tgo, I'vegottoomuchtodo

The lyrics are full of affection, with a little pondering meaning.

"He's a nice guy." Wu Wei's back touched the cushion, "Fang Gayao, he's a nice guy, we're roommates with him."

The corners of Wu Wei's mouth are also flat. When he has no expression, everyone tends to think that he will be angry. If it weren't for the tone of his voice, Fang Jiayao might not be able to help but think so.

Fang Jiayao understood that Wu Wei's "preferential treatment" for him came from Xiao Yao.

These few days are considered to be an investigation period, and Wu Wei seems to have no intention of breaking up the couple at all. Instead, he will quit when he sees that Fang Gayao, whom Xiao Yao has a crush on, can play the role of a boyfriend.

"But there is one thing, I want to make it clear to you," Wu Wei raised his head, very serious, "I am a comrade." Wu Wei continued to say without expression, he paused for a while, the song just came to the end, and someone was applauding , Wu Wei also turned his head to applaud the people on the stage, then turned his head to stare at Fang Jiayao, and said slowly in a nasal voice,

"So is he."

after a meal.

Fang Gayao was sent to the door of the clubhouse by Wu Wei, and Wu Wei never touched her from the beginning to the end. In the way he looked at him, there was a feeling that Fang Gayao himself could not understand. Presumably, his feelings for Xiao Yao should also be very complicated.

The specific reason is only known to him.

Afterwards, Fang Jiayao never saw Wu Wei again in the clubhouse. Fang Jiayao also bid farewell to him in a text message as Xiao Yao, saying that he had returned to his hometown, thank you for taking care of him, and made her look a lot better.

Afterwards, Fang Gayao broke the calling card and threw it into the trash can.

The freshmen's welcome party ends with the end of the military training. People from the student union set up a stage in the "Dancing Youth" square. Vanke dangled on it and screwed the screws. He was able to howl while hugging the rope, so Fang Gayao was below him to help arrange the scene.

"Yaoyao! Yaoyao! Yaoyao!" Vanke yelled heartbreakingly, and the junior student next to him who moved flowers laughed so hard that his stomach ached, "Brother, don't have this diamond, don't do porcelain work, your screw is screwed It's been a morning, is it so loose, your chrysanthemum is the same style, hahahaha..."

Vanke has a temperamental relative, and many juniors regard him as a younger brother, and it is even more ridiculous to joke around. They know that Vanke is not angry, and at most they just walk around in circles and scold him a few times, "Stupid baaaaaaaaaaa!"

"You come down, let me go up." Fang Gayao slowly lowered the rope, and began to put a safety rope around himself. He had known Vanke for half a month, and felt close to him, so he couldn't hear such miserable howls now.

Fang Gayao raised his hand to reach the hoop, just in time for Wanke to come down. The camouflage shirt was short, and his waist was exposed when he stretched out his hand. Vanke saw clearly, "Huh? You still have tattoos?" Wanke seemed to have found some big treasure He bent down and picked up Fang Gayao's shirt, "This coloring, it didn't hurt you to death."

The tattoo area is not small, it is a rectangular black base with white "DARK" English cursive letters on it, the pure black text alone makes Vanke's teeth chatter, and on Fang Jiayao's white and tender waist, it looks like Very dazzling.

"Fuck, this abs are beautiful." Vanke found a lot of good things from under the cloth in his hand. He didn't expect Fang Gayao to be so wild looking at such a handsome, indifferent Buddhist man. His enthusiasm for exploring the New World was inspired. with great enthusiasm.

"Fuck! There are pierced ears!" Vanke has already turned around in circles, "Did you play wild in high school? It's just a holiday that has changed a lot."

Fang Gayao grabbed back the part of the shirt in Vanke's hand, stepped on the lifting bridge with one foot, and said, "I may not have made it clear. I'm 22. When I was in high school, it was three years ago."

In fact, there is another place that Vanke can't find, that is, he has a tongue nail, which is on the surface of the tongue coating. He usually talks less and rarely smiles, and others rarely find it.

From the field of vision that was slowly ascending into the sky, he saw Wu Wei who was leaning against the edge of the big billboard smoking a cigarette. He raised his eyes to look here. Fang Jiayao didn't know how many words he heard just now, but the other party just nodded slightly, and then turned back to continue. Listening to the group ahead of him.

There are men and women in the group, Fang Gayao is very familiar with wearing it.

Hip-hop.

Fang Jiayao's gaze still didn't turn away from Wu Wei's side-cut face. The other party lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, the curvature of his jaw line was very comfortable, and he could still see the light-colored flesh scar.

"Om—" Fang Gayao trembled in his pocket, it was a text message.

- stared at me for so long, waiting for you to come down.