Dressed as a bully and always finds her boyfriend

Wen Zheyan woke up in the middle of the night when his phone vibrated.

He opened his eyes bewilderedly.

The room was dark, and there was a slight snoring sound from the dormitory roommates around. Wen Zheyan was so sleepy that he opened and closed his eyes. At first, he didn't want to answer the call, but after thinking about it, it should be very late now. It's time to call Those who come here must have something urgent.

He forced himself to take out his phone, looked at the interface, and found that it was already two o'clock in the morning, and looked at the person, it was Yan Rong calling.

Wen Zheyan suddenly woke up.

—— Yan Rong has never been the kind of person who doesn't know how to measure, he must have encountered something.

Wen Zheyan glanced at the other people in the dormitory, first pressed Yan Rong's phone, and sent him a text message: Wait a minute.

After finishing all this, Wen Zheyan climbed down from the bunk lightly, went out, walked downstairs quickly, and pushed Yan Rong over against the cold night wind.

"Hello, Yan Rong?" Wen Zheyan called out in a low voice.

"...Sorry for waking you up." Yan Rong said in a low tone.

There was a hint of hoarseness in his voice, and Wen Zheyan felt something was wrong when he heard it: "You have a cold?"

"No." Yan Rong paused, and said, "I'm sorry, Yanyan, I just called you by mistake, and I wanted to tell you not to come, but you called before the text message was sent. It's late now, go to bed."

Wen Zheyan blinked: "Where are you now? I'll go see you."

He didn't believe Yan Rong's nonsense.

——The phone vibrated not once or twice, and it didn't take him just a second to come out from the dormitory.

Yan Rong fell silent.

After a while, he said again: "It's too late."

Wen Zheyan chuckled, and teased, "Don't you think it's too late to tell me at this time, and it's a bit redundant?"

In the middle of the night, Wen Zheyan was woken up by Yan Rong's phone call.

He didn't want to talk nonsense with Yan Rong, and asked again in an unquestionable tone: "Where are you now?"

Hearing the meaning in Wen Zheyan's tone, Yan Rong finally compromised: "I'll pick you up."

Wen Zheyan: "Okay, call me when you arrive."

He went back to the bedroom.

After autumn, the weather gets colder and colder, especially at night.

Wen Zheyan put on a sweater and called Cai Xuanpeng softly, but Cai Xuanpeng was so sleepy that there was no movement at all, but Kang Rong woke up instead.

Kang Rong: "Zheyan?"

Wen Zheyan: "It's me. I'm going out for a while, but I can't lock the door. Please come down and lock it for me."

He has a good relationship with Kang Rong, so he didn't see each other.

"What are you doing out?"

Wen Zheyan didn't mention Yan Rong, but said, "Do something."

"Ah."

Kang Rong didn't ask too much.

Wen Zheyan: "If I haven't returned tomorrow morning, you and Pengpeng don't have to wait for me."

"Okay. Need help asking for leave?"

"...shouldn't be used?"

Kang Rong nodded.

Wen Zheyan said goodbye to Kang Rong, went out, found a relatively secluded place and climbed over the wall.He sent Yan Rong his location, sitting on the curb by the side of the road.

The street lamp not far away exudes orange light, illuminating the road warmly.

What happened to Yan Rong?

Wen Zheyan thought.

Not long after, a car stopped firmly in front of Wen Zheyan.

Wen Zheyan got up.

The car door opened, and Yan Rong walked out from inside.

He frowned and looked at Wen Zheyan, who was wearing a large beige sweater on his upper body and a pair of jeans on his lower body: "Is it cold?"

"Fortunately."

Yan Rong stretched out his hand and tugged at the sweater. The sweater was loose. With a slight tug, most of Wen Zheyan's collarbone was exposed.

Yan Rong: "..."

Wen Zheyan looked at Yan Rong with an innocent expression, and straightened his clothes: "It's fine when you don't pull it. Don't pull it."

Yan Rong: "..."

Yan Rong took off his suit jacket.

Wen Zheyan: "No, no, no..."

But Yan Rong's actions were rather tough, and Wen Zheyan couldn't refuse. The suit covered his body, carrying Yan Rong's body temperature, and even a faint fragrance of lemon poured into his nasal cavity, which made Wen Zheyan's heart beat faster for a moment.

Wen Zheyan was in a daze, and pinched the corners of the suit with his fingers. Seeing that Yan Rong was only wearing a shirt, he hurriedly took his arm and walked to the side of the car: "You are really a man, you wear less clothes than me, and you are ashamed to put your clothes on." Give it to me, come quickly."

The driver is not there, Yan Rong drives.

Wen Zheyan got into the co-pilot.

He stretched out his hands to fasten his seat belt, and was just about to speak when he suddenly felt a needle-like pain in his brain, he couldn't help frowning, and turned around to prevent Yan Rong from seeing his current expression.

A man's voice vaguely sounded in his mind, and it became clearer and clearer. It was Yan Rong's voice: "Then will you accompany me?"

"Okay."

"Every time I'm in a bad mood, will you come to accompany me?"

"Of course! You are my boyfriend!"

Yan Rong chuckled: "Okay. If I'm not happy, I'll find you."

"Don't tell me."

"Ah."

Wen Zheyan came back to his senses.

Yes……

Is it the memory of the original owner?

He was a little confused, and when his consciousness came back, he subconsciously turned around and asked Yan Rong: "Are you unhappy?"

Yan Rong had a meal.

"Yeah." He replied, but didn't say why.

Wen Zheyan saw that he was not in a good mood, so she didn't ask any further questions. After thinking about it, she changed the subject directly and said, "Where are we going to play?"

Yan Rong: "Huh?"

Wen Zheyan blinked: "You called me out because you were going to sit in the car with me for a while and talk, and then let me go back? I took a lot of risks and finally got out over the wall! It's so late now."

Yan Rong: "Where do you want to go?"

Wen Zheyan thought for a while: "In the middle of the night, it's either a bar or an Internet cafe or a food stall... Shall we go to the bar?"

Yan Rong: "...um."

Yan Rong drove and found a bar in a short while, but this one was Qing Bar, and the atmosphere inside was not what Wen Zheyan liked.

Wen Zheyan said: "It's not fun, go to a lively one, and I'll teach you how to disco."

Yan Rong: "...Bongdi?"

"Have you tried it?" Wen Zheyan said triumphantly, and took out her mobile phone, "Let me check the nearest nightclub."

Half an hour later, Yan Rong found a parking space and got off with Wen Zheyan.

When the two entered the night bar, Yan Rong immediately frowned.

In the past, even if Yan Rong went to the bar, he went to the Qing bar, but now the night bar where there are deafening songs, people crowded around, and those pole dancers in scantily dressed clothes on the stage Yan Rong was not well adapted to the smoky environment.

Wen Zheyan looked familiar, and reached out to grab Yan Rong's wrist: "Come—"

Yan Rong pursed his lips and walked inside with Wen Zheyan.

There are people everywhere.

Yan Rong was a little at a loss.

Occasionally, when he accidentally bumped into someone, he would frown and say sorry, but the people who heard his voice never said it's okay, but looked at him with ambiguous eyes and raised the wine glass in their hands.

"Handsome, would you like a drink?"

"You don't look like someone who will come here." The man looked at Yan Rong's suit and followed, "Do you want to dance?"

Wen Zheyan turned around and shouted loudly: "He is mine—"

The person who struck up a conversation shrugged and changed to another partner.

The lights flickering back and forth in the night scene shone on Yan Rong.

He was dressed in a suit and looked meticulous. He was supposed to be incompatible with this place and could enter the conference room when he turned around, but he attracted a lot of attention because of his utter restraint.

Wen Zheyan came to the center of the dance floor and swayed back and forth to the music.

Seeing that Yan Rong was motionless and being squeezed by people around him, he couldn't help laughing, and leaned over to Yan Rong and shouted in Yan Rong's ear, "Dance with me!"

Yan Rong didn't know how to dance.

For the purpose of socializing, he has had many dances since elementary school, but this is the only one that he didn't have - his body didn't move in any order, as if he was drunk.

Under Wen Zheyan's expectant gaze, he tried to make a few movements, but he felt awkward and couldn't let go of his hands and feet.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Wen Zheyan's loud laughter.

Yan Rong didn't move again.

Wen Zheyan smiled, not laughing at Yan Rong, but thinking that Yan Rong was cute.

He leaned over and demonstrated to Yan Rong: "You don't need to think about anything when you come here, just move and it's over, vent all your emotions!"

Yan Rong looked at Wen Zheyan's appearance at the moment.

Wen Zheyan was good-looking, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his eyes were full of smiles, but he didn't feel offensive. The large sweater on his body was probably rubbed by the people around him, and the neckline was pulled down again. , revealing the delicate collarbone and rounded shoulders.

But this time Wen Zheyan didn't have time to pull the sweater.

His waist is very thin, and his long legs are wrapped in ripped jeans. When he bends slightly, he will reveal a section of fair skin.

Yan Rong's eyes darkened.

At a time like this, how could he have time to think about how to dance?

Just as he stretched out his hand to pull Wen Zheyan out of the field, Wen Zheyan was suddenly bumped by someone behind him, and he rushed towards him.

The two stuck close together.

Wen Zheyan hung on Yan Rong, and laughed loudly: "Fortunately, you caught me!"

He squinted his eyes, stood up straight, and separated a distance from Yan Rong again.

After all, Yan Rong didn't take Wen Zheyan out.

Humans are very capable of learning, especially when everyone around them is doing the same thing.

Did Yan Rong shake off all his troubles as Wen Zheyan said? Even he didn't know, but when they came out of the dance floor, the two were covered in sweat and looked at each other. Rong really felt happy.

Especially since he knew that coming to such an occasion was strictly forbidden by his parents.

Wen Zheyan's voice was a little hoarse, and he smiled and said, "Do you feel like I've spoiled you?"

Yan Rong: "No."

Wen Zheyan: "I just saw a few game consoles over there, let's play video games—"

These days, you have to queue up to play video games.

Wen Zheyan told Yan Rong to line up, and he went to change the game currency.

Whether it is Wen Zheyan or Yan Rong, both of them are tall, and they belong to the people who can be seen at a glance in the crowd. In addition to their good looks, when Wen Zheyan came back with a large basket of game coins, He has been accosted several times, looking at Yan Rong again, surrounded by several people, both men and women, he couldn't help laughing.

Yan Rong is really a very dazzling person.

He was really lucky to be able to travel through this book and meet Yan Rong.

Yan Rong didn't like the feeling of being surrounded by people.

He didn't talk to the people around him, like a dull gourd, until he saw Wen Zheyan came back, he said: "My boyfriend is here."

When the people around him heard that this man had a boyfriend, they turned their heads and saw that his boyfriend was so handsome, so they knew they couldn't hook up, so they stopped talking and dispersed.

Wen Zheyan walked over and asked curiously, "What did you tell them just now?"

Yan Rong shook his head.

Wen Zheyan didn't ask too much: "Come and play!"

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was a fish maw color.

The two played the game for more than an hour. When they came out of the bar, it was already daylight.

Wen Zheyan was so sleepy, he bent down and sat in the co-pilot, with his long legs carelessly placed, he found a hat and said, "Lend me for it."

Yan Rong: "Yes."

Wen Zheyan laid the seat flat, covered her face with the hat to shade her face, turned slightly sideways, and breathed lightly after a while.

Yan Rong didn't start the car for a long time.

He quietly looked at Wen Zheyan's sleeping face for a while, took out his cell phone that had been on silent before, and looked through all the messages sent by his parents and younger brother in the past few hours, and finally a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

What people always lack, the more they yearn for something.

From childhood to adulthood, what Yan Rong secretly desires most in his heart is the attention and love from his parents.

So when he was a child, he studied hard and worked hard to be an excellent heir, so he received a call from his parents and asked him to go home. Even if he knew what he would face, he would always go back obediently. He only hoped to get a recognition, to get a Embrace.

But from now on, he no longer longs for the worthless love from his parents.

Because he has another person who is more worthy of his love and worthy of his struggle.