Twelve Difficult Study Abroad Life

At times like this, Li is not usually cowardly.Twelve evaluations.

"Hey, you're too reserved." Twelve muttered while munching on the hamburger, "If you want me, I'll push him against the wall viciously, and then viciously suck two bites on his little mouth. "

"Wake up." Li tapped his finger on the table, "Have you watched too much of your domineering president?"

"What happened after that? You just sent him back?" Twelve felt that this kind of development was a pity. She took out the paper and pen from her schoolbag and drew them up, "I think in this case, according to the routine, it should be ..."

In fact, Li is not as cowardly as Twelve thinks.

Zeming kept yawning in the passenger seat along the way, even Li was passed on by him.Even though he was sitting motionless in the library, he felt more tired than running a marathon.Learning is such a magical sport.

"What district?" Li drove into the neighborhood where Zeming lived, and the houses were surrounded by one after another, but he still planned to send Zeming downstairs.

"Zeming?" Li glanced at him from the corner of his eye, Zeming was sitting in the passenger seat, fast asleep.

Li pulled over and stopped.The light was dim, half of Zeming's face was covered in the darkness, his head was tilted towards the car door, his side face was clearly defined, and his breathing was shallow and long.

Li's hand stopped in the air.

He sat blankly in the dark for a while, then started the car and drove out of the community.

"Wow, okay, you, human trafficking, it's too fierce!" 12's eyes lit up, and he even forgot to dip the french fries in ketchup, "You just brought them home like this?"

"That's right." Li said, "Don't think about it, I didn't do anything."

He looked innocent: "Zeming woke up halfway, and I said that my house will be staying overnight, and he agreed."

Twelve was extremely skeptical that Li hadn't told Zeming that they were all driving downstairs to his house, and said, "He really agreed like that?"

Li held a piece of salmon fork and said with a smile, "I told him that I was lost and couldn't find his home."

twelve:"……"

"It's the truth, and he didn't tell me where his home is." Li was eloquent.

"Okay, you're lost. Then at night...?"

"Stop, stop." Li stopped Twelve, "He slept on my bed, and I slept on the sofa. Then they went to class the next day."

"You are so serious." Twelve sighed, scratching a bunch of words on the paper.

"Do I look sloppy?" Li asked, resting his cheek, "Besides, maybe he just considers me a friend."

He thought for a while, and added: "And I didn't sleep all night, the refrigerator was too loud, and the sofa couldn't stretch my legs straight, so I got up early and made breakfast to wake him up."

Li turned on the phone and found a photo.

In the photo, Zeming was wearing a white T-shirt, lying sideways on the bed, with half of his head buried in the pillow, sleeping soundly.

Twelve finally settled on one fact: "Sneakers!"

Li smiled sheepishly: "It's not that I didn't intend to tell him, I originally wanted to print out these photos and give them to him on his birthday."

He stopped halfway through his words, and continued flipping through the photos with his head down.Twelve could only see his messy hair.

She suddenly remembered the photo by the seaside and the word girlfriend that Li said, she also smiled shyly and fell silent.

"...Okay, it's getting late, I'll take you home." Li swiped a few photos, then turned off the screen suddenly, and looked up and said.