[Lotus Cake] He won't have a crush on me, will he? !

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The elegant and moving piano sound came from the half-closed door, and Lei Zhenzi gradually slowed down his running pace, carefully adjusting his breathing.

This Nezha is really a trap, he was sent away with a few unclear words, and now he is so embarrassed that he doesn't know how to speak.

Lei Zhenzi leaned against the door and silently poked his head out into the piano room.

The first thing that catches the eye is the smooth and soft side face of a young man, with a pair of heroic sword eyebrows faintly revealing under the slightly long bangs, the amber eyes are half-squinted, the young man's eyelashes are as long as butterfly wings, With the rhythm of the piano sound, under the high bridge of the nose, the light-colored thin lips have a gentle curvature.

This should be Bo Yi Kao senior.

Lei Zhenzi's eyes moved down unconsciously, from the gentle and handsome side face of the other party, to the perfect inverted triangle figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and then to the white and slender fingers with sharp joints jumping back and forth on the keys, he forgot for a moment. What are you doing here?

The fingers clasping the door frame accidentally made a sound, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"Who?"

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Lei Zhenzi looked at Bo Yikao who turned towards him, and his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.

——This face is so familiar, where did he seem to see it?

Bo Yikao was stunned for a few seconds when he saw him, and then he showed a gentle smile: "Long time no see, little freckle."

!!!

Oh oh oh!I remembered!It turned out to be the tall senior from before!

Xiao Lei, who was half a beat behind, suddenly realized that Bo Yi Kao was the senior senior who gave him an umbrella on the first day of school.

"It's okay, my dormitory is right in front, take the umbrella."

At that time, he stayed in the pouring rain and looked at the figure of the senior covering his head with a book. Although he felt that this kind of gossip happened to him, it seemed a bit gay, but he couldn't help being deeply moved. .

He has neatly rolled up that umbrella and locked it in a drawer together with various award certificates, but it is a pity that he never met the senior who had a gentle smile and praised the cute freckles on his cheeks.

"Hahaha, you didn't come here specially to return my umbrella, did you?" Bo Yikao laughed.

It was only then that Lei Zhenzi recovered from the memories, whether it was because of excitement or shyness, a blush climbed from his neck to his cheeks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hey, isn't it... I have kept the umbrella well, and I will return it next time... Uh, actually, I'm here to... come..."

He was inexplicably nervous and couldn't speak a complete sentence, and he hesitated for a long time under Bo Yikao's gentle gaze before he thought about giving him the things first.

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"Hey... hey?! Why is it missing? I put it in my coat pocket!"

"It's strange... just now I touched it on the road..."

"Is something missing?" Bo Yikao moved closer to him.

Lei Zhenzi stammered in a panic: "It's love, a love letter... I want it, send it to the senior, I, I seem to have lost it!"

Oh, it's over, he will definitely be forced to go to the toilet by Nezha when he goes back tonight.

"Pfft." Bo Yikao was so cute by his silly appearance. "It's okay, just throw it away, I probably already know about it."

The humble Xiaolei was confused online: Huh?You knew already?What do you know?

"It doesn't matter, as long as the heart is conveyed."

Bo Yikao couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his fluffy head:

"Come and listen to my performance in a while."

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Just after Nezha and Ao Bing changed their clothes, Shi Ji and a group of classmates dragged them to the celebration banquet.

"The celebration banquet is all booked? I don't know if the program will be ranked..." Nezha touched his forehead in embarrassment, after all, he accidentally made a big joke.

"Come, come, Nezha Aobing, you two sit down tonight!" Shi Ji dragged the two of them to sit at the head of the table. The two who were originally just making up the numbers became the protagonists tonight.

A round table was crowded with more than a dozen people, everyone poured drinks one after another, got up and "toasted" Nezha and Ao Bing.

"Oh yo yo, everyone, please be polite! Let's have a good time at the celebration banquet, everyone come over to toast, it's like the two of us are getting married and having a drink."

As soon as Nezha said this, all the students at the table let out a meaningful "噫~".

Ao Bing was choked up by the orange juice that had just entered his throat, and he picked up his chopsticks and tried his best to pick up vegetables in Nezha's bowl: "Eat more food, don't talk so much nonsense!"

"Oh, oh, our school committee is shy~"

"School committee, quickly win back a city! Can't just take advantage of brother Zha, can't we!"

"That's right! Brother Bing, don't be cowardly! Shan Zong is the one!"

The redder Ao Bing blushed, the more booing everyone got, especially the group of girls at the table who said they had already discussed the names of their future children.

"What's the matter...don't make trouble with him, you're going to make trouble with him later!" Nezha stood up and blocked a few male classmates who wanted to pour him drinks for Ao Bing.

"Yo Yo Yo Brother Zha, my heart hurts~"

"We, Li Hanhan, have matured and know how to love our daughter-in-law!"

"Hahahaha okay, let's stop messing with your wife, sit down, sit down!"

At this time, Ao Bing simply took out a piece of toilet paper to cover his face. To be honest, he didn't understand why he suddenly became Nezha's wife. Although he felt embarrassed, he didn't feel disgusted, but he had never seen such a thing before. The "big scene" couldn't be handled with his previous social experience.

Nezha also couldn't help but blushed because of this group of people: "It's started again, right? There are a few people I really don't see at ordinary times, what are you doing? No. 1!"

He lowered his head to fill up his glass, his hand holding the drink bottle was shaking a little.

"Don't let anyone else drink this cup, can I toast Ao Bing for you?"

"...Ah?" The toilet paper on Ao Bing's face was removed, and a handsome face with reddish cheeks appeared in his sight.

"Toast to you, thank you for being embarrassing with me today." Nezha raised the cup in front of him, touched the other person's line of sight, and turned his head slightly away. In this enigmatic situation, he couldn't do anything Look directly at Ao Bing.

"...Guest, please be polite." Ao Bing picked up the teacup and touched him, his eardrums were filled with his own deafening heartbeat.

During the period, I don't know who yelled, "Bring a glass of wine! Let's go!"

Both of them didn't hold back, and sprayed orange juice on each other's faces.

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After eating a meal for two or three hours, of course most of the time was spent booing the two protagonists tonight.

After paying the bill, someone suggested to go to KTV to catch up. Anyway, the next day is the weekend, so there is no need to rush back to liver work.

Ao Bing originally planned to go back after dinner, but seeing Nezha's cheerful appearance, he couldn't bear to disappoint him, so he had to send a message to his father, and followed the group of people to the KTV.

"Quick! Order Jay Chou's "Simple Love" for me!"

Nezha excitedly snatched the position where a microphone was erected alone in the box. Every time he sat here facing a group of people, he had a mysterious sense of superiority that he was the resident singer of the bar.

"Wow~ Such a sweet song, who is Brother Zha going to sing it for!" Shi Ji looked meaningfully at Ao Bing who was sitting in the corner of the sofa.

Ao Bing:? ? ?

All the members understood and moved Ao Bing from the corner to the middle of the sofa facing Nezha with a smirk.

"Fuck, please let us go! Can I sing for all of you!" Nezha's breath was unsteady, he obviously didn't drink, but at this moment he felt very, very high.

The cheerful prelude sounded, and Nezha hurriedly held the microphone to adjust his breathing.

"I can't say why, but I became very active."

"If you fall in love with someone, everything is worth doing."

As soon as he opened his mouth, people laughed like crazy.

Indeed, it is rare for a person who can sing every word out of key and with affection.

Speaking of which, this was the first time Ao Bing heard Nezha singing seriously, and he couldn't help raising his hand to cover the corner of his mouth that was crazily raised.

"I want to announce loudly that I am reluctant to part with you."

"Even the neighbors next door know how I feel right now."

When he sang this sentence, Nezha still couldn't hold back and turned his head to look straight at Ao Bing in the middle of the sofa, and found that the other party raised his hand to cover half of his face, and his blue pupils rendered by the dim light were also staring straight at him. He stared at himself.

When their eyes met, their hearts missed half a beat.

"I think just holding your hand like this and not letting go, can love be pure and without sorrow forever."

"I want to take you on a bike ride, and I want to watch baseball with you."

"Don't worry if you think so, just keep walking while singing."

Even though none of the tunes were right and the rhythm didn't keep up with one sentence, Ao Bing felt that Nezha at this moment was unparalleled in cuteness and charm.

From his line of sight, Nezha, who had taken off his coat, was lean and slender, with a pair of eye-catching long legs hanging lazily beside the chair, swaying gently with the rhythm.

His back was facing the big screen, just like a backlit lens in a movie, the dim light shrouded his body, creating a fluffy texture.

"You leaned on my shoulder, you fell asleep on my chest."

"Life like this, I love you, you love me."

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The fiery red eyes narrowed slightly, under the refraction of the light, twinkling stars, Ao Bing put down the hand covering his face, and couldn't help but look at Nezha, his chest was aroused by waves of numbness.

At the end of the song, except for Shiji who couldn't help opening an original song for Nezha, everyone took it easy and didn't cut his song, after all, the atmosphere between the two was really good.

In fact, Nezha was very nervous. It was the first time he sang a whole song so hard, especially when Ao Bing was still watching him. It took a lot of effort just to keep his voice from shaking.

Fortunately, he sang so badly that no one dared to coax him to play another song, so the firepower turned directly to Ao Bing who hadn't said a word from the beginning to the end.

"Huh? I can't sing, I really can't!"

"No, no, I'll just listen to you singing."

"No, I don't usually sing much..."

Ao Bing repeatedly declined. After all, his mind was still in a mess, and he was really not in the mood to sing a song in front of so many people.

Nezha saw that he was not in the right state, so he gave everyone a look of "don't make things difficult for him", and everyone let the two of them know it.

It's just that Nezha never expected that he just went out to go to the bathroom, and when he came back, Ao Bing was gone.

"Oh, brother Bing said that he accidentally turned up too late, so he slipped away first."

Nezha glanced at his phone, it was going to be early in the morning, it was indeed a bit late for Ao Bing.

But the behavior of the other party slipping away without saying a word still made Nezha very upset, so I wanted to send him a message anyway.

"Hey, what is this?" Shi Ji found a card on the sofa, picked it up and looked at it carefully. "Oh my god, Ao Bing lost his access control card here!"

No. [-] Middle School implements fully closed management. Every student must hold an access control card to enter and leave the campus freely.

Nezha took the access control card from Shiji, and said silently for a few seconds: "It's okay, I know where his home is, I'll send it to him."

After all, he picked up his satchel, turned around and left the box.

"Hey brother, won't you hang out for a while—?!"

"Wow, there's no need to deliver it now, it's the middle of the night..."

"That's right, anyway, I'm not in a hurry to go to school tomorrow weekend, so let's call him back."

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Shi Ji couldn't help but rolled his eyes at those straight men who didn't understand the style:

"You're a fart, people's souls are going back with Ao Bing!"

TBC

Ao Bing: I can't stand it, I can't stand it, I slipped away.

Nezha: Okay, I'll let you run 500 meters first.