Indigo

Watching a sketch on the TV hahaha, Miyano stared at the phone for a long time, not knowing what to do.

Pu Ling did not come to see him today.

No message was sent either.

Gee.

Is this still human?

Miyano threw the phone aside and looked at the ceiling.

Are you going to have a final exam, so you are too busy and have no time?

should be.

fart.

He's just a scumbag who is still busy with final exams, ghost letter.

Miyano clicked his tongue and wanted to smoke a little, touched his pocket only to realize that he was wearing a hospital gown.

I haven't smoked for a week, which is very uncomfortable.

The uncle next door saw it, and asked, "I have it here, or?"

Miyano turned his head and smiled: "Thank you, Uncle."

The uncle threw him a cigarette and a lighter.

Miyano got up with his things, put on his coat and walked out of the ward.

He lives on the second floor, and it is very convenient to go downstairs. There is a forest outside this building, and there is a gravel road in the forest, with a few benches on the side of the road.

Although the weather was a bit cold, Miyano sat down anyway.

He was smoking a cigarette, staring at the dark forest at night in a daze.

Recently, I don't know if it's because he's too boring to lie down and has nothing to do, he's always in a daze.

When I was in a daze, I was able to think about things in my mind. I started to think about Fang Xun when I picked him up, and I thought about being knocked out with a stick in the end, and then when I opened my eyes, it was Pu Ling who rushed over to see him.

Puling.

Ugh.

Miyano leaned back, soot falling from his fingertips onto his coat.

"The bear hasn't come recently," Xiao Xiao looked around in all directions while holding the leaflet, "It really hasn't come."

"Isn't it a good thing, no one is robbing you of your performance." Pu Ling reached out and handed a flyer to an old man passing by.

"Aren't you still here?" Xiao Xiao glared at him, "Ask you, did Aunt Mao give you more money?"

"No." Pu Ling said.

"Really?" Xiao Xiao didn't believe it.

"Really not." Pu Ling sighed.

After being kicked by the bear, the bear was not there every time Puling came, and Aunt Mao didn't pay him more wages, but gave him the usual normal wages.

Pu Ling felt strange, but also relaxed.

"I've never seen what that bear looks like," Xiao Xiao sighed, "You said you were bored in a doll costume for eight hours a day, and you really worked hard to make money."

Pu Ling nodded, suddenly froze.

doll clothes...

He recalled the contents of the box he had touched in the utility room last night.

The touch is very familiar, as if you have touched it before.

Like... the bear touched him when he kicked him up.

That is not it!Bear clothes!

Fuck!

Pu Ling stuffed the flyer into Xiao Xiao's arms, and ran to the station.

"Hey, why are you going, Pu Ling!" Xiao Xiao shouted.

"You post it, I have something to do today!" Pu Ling shouted back.

Buy a ticket, get on, get off, and run home.

The house is quiet, no one is there at the moment.

Pu Ling knocked open the door of the utility room and took down the top cardboard box.

Before opening it, his hands suddenly trembled a little.

Pu Ling slowly opened the box with shaking hands, and saw a bear's head on top of the box.

"..."

The eyes on the bear's head met his.

"..."

Should have thought of it earlier.

Only a fool like Miyano would do such a thing.

day.

Pu Ling hugged the box, her nose sore as if someone had punched her.

After the weekend, Miyano was finally discharged from the hospital.

Yan Rungonghe packed his things in the ward, Zhou Yang went to go through the discharge procedures, and Pu Ling, who had finally appeared, sat on a chair and peeled apples for him.

"Can you calm down for a while." Miyano sat cross-legged on the bed, "I feel like an emperor now."

"Greasy, spicy fresh beef and mutton and coriander are forbidden," Pu Ling looked up at him, "Emperor."

"And I have to sleep on my stomach for half a month." Yan Run added.

"..." Miyano frowned, "Still sleeping on my stomach? I've been lying on my stomach for more than a week, and my chest is flat."

"Brother, can you be on time?" Gonghe laughed.

"You bring me food for a while," Miyano pointed to Pu Ling, "I don't plan to go out to meet people with my head anymore."

Pu Ling nodded and handed him the peeled apple.

"Why don't you talk to me today?" Miyano took the apple and felt very strange.

"Do you owe it?" Pu Ling looked at him.

Miyano smiled: "It's normal."

The day after Miyano returned home was New Year's Day, school was on holiday, and Pu Lingwo stayed at home to study.

It hasn't snowed in the past few days, but the temperature has been falling steadily, and it is freezing cold.

Holding the electric hot water bottle, Pu Ling turned a few pages of the book, glanced at the window, turned a few pages, and glanced again.

Miyano never appeared on the balcony.

He got up, wanted to climb over the balcony, stood for a few seconds and sat down again.

What did you do in the past?

Miyano's injuries were almost healed, and he didn't need his help at all.

If you have nothing to do, it will be awkward for two people to nest in the same space.

After all, he had just confessed his love to Miyano not long ago.

After all, not long ago, Miyano expressed his intuitive rejection of his confession with just the right amount of silence.

Until the meal time, Pu Ling sat at the table and read a book, but he didn't read a few pages of the book.

Mom must have lunch with Lao Hu in the flower shop, so Pu Ling's lunch has to be taken care of by himself.

not hungry.

Sit down a little longer.

Pu Ling was thinking, when he suddenly heard someone knock on the door on the balcony outside.

At this time, at this place, there is only Miyano.

His mood that had been dull all morning suddenly fluctuated, and Pu Ling opened the balcony door.

Miyano sat on the railing of the balcony, swayed his legs, and looked down at him.

"Didn't you say to guarantee my lunch?" Miyano narrowed his eyes.

"That's what you said." Pu Ling said.

"Then you agree too." Miyano raised his eyebrows.

"Come down." Pu Ling looked at him.

"If you fall again, you will have to go back to the hospital." Pu Ling said again.

"..." Miyano got down from the railing and stood in front of him.

Although it is 1.8 meters tall, Puling still feels oppressed when Miyano looks at him.

Grow taller, grow taller, grow taller.

Pu Ling said silently three times in her heart before she said to Miyano: "Come in, I'll cook for you."

Miyano closed the balcony door with a smile and followed him in.

I haven't been to Puling's room very much, and this is the first time I've seen it properly.

It was very tidy, much neater than his kennel, and there were few things. Except for books, there was nothing that a boy of Puling's age should be interested in.

"There's nothing fancy about my house. It's not as messy as yours." Pu Ling put the electric hot water bottle into Miyano's palm.

"Will you die if you don't slander me for a day?" Miyano put his face on the hot water bottle and yawned.

"Do you like celery?" Pu Ling asked before opening the door to go out.

"Don't eat." Miyano clicked his tongue.

"Then I'll make celery at noon." Pu Ling nodded and went out.

"..."

Miyano sat on a small sofa next to Puling's bed, slowly moved his body down, and adjusted himself to the most comfortable position.

"If it weren't for your smallness," Miyano yawned again, slowly closing his eyes and talking to himself, "I would have beaten you."

There are tofu, celery, eggs and tomatoes in the refrigerator.

Pu Ling glanced into the freezer, and there were dried laver.

This man can make do with no meat, Pu Ling thought, and then he became a little irritable, like eating or not, what a fart.

Scrambled tofu with celery, scrambled eggs with tomato, seaweed egg drop soup.

None of the dishes are particularly labor-intensive, and they are very easy to cook. Pu Ling didn't use them for half an hour.

He raised his head and called upstairs a few times, but no one answered, so he went up to find Miyano.

Pushing open the door, Pu Ling realized that Miyano had fallen asleep.

Holding his hot water bottle, his head was tilted to one side for fear of hitting the wound, and his posture looked ridiculous and very strange.

cute.

day.

Pu Ling didn't expect that one day his mind would describe Miyano as cute.

He sighed, stretched out his hand and pushed Miyano.

Didn't move.

"Eat." Pu Ling impatiently kicked his leg.

Still not moving.

"I'll beat you..." Pu Ling said halfway, his eyes fell on Miyano's lips.

He froze for a moment, and reached out his hand to touch it in a strange way.

Miyano's breathing was steady and regular, and he seemed to be in a deep sleep.

So kissing him will not be discovered.

This was the only thought that popped into Pu Ling's mind.

He pressed one leg onto the sofa and slowly approached Miyano.

Even though the moral guard in his head was frantically ringing the alarm bell, Pu Ling pretended not to hear it, and lowered his head to touch Miyano's lips.

Miyano's breath hit the tip of his nose, warm and moist.

At the moment when Pu Ling was about to cover it, he met a pair of sleepy narrow eyes that had just opened.

!!!

Pu Ling bounced up quickly, leaned back her whole body, and fell off the sofa.

Fortunately, Miyano reached out and grabbed one of his arms in time so that he didn't really fall.

Pu Ling felt that his arm was being torn and was about to dislocate, but what was stronger than the pain at this moment was the embarrassment that spread between the two of them.

Pu Ling blushed from the bottom of her neck.

Now I must be as big as a braised pig's head.Pu Ling thought.

"Did you eat?" Miyano asked first.

"Ah?" Pu Ling raised her head and stared at Miyano.

"Are you eating?" Miyano looked at him.

"Ah yes, I'll do it, it's done." Pu Ling said.

"Hmm..." Miyano said as he was about to stand up, but he fell back due to inertia, and fell onto the sofa with Pu Ling who had just been dragged over.

"Your head!" Pu Ling reacted quickly and broke his face.

"Ouch," Miyano sighed, "You almost broke your neck."

"The wound can't be touched." Pu Ling said.

"Yeah." Miyano leaned on the sofa with his face sideways, looked at him and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Pu Ling asked only to realize that she was lying on Miyano's body, "..."

It's not a braised pig's head anymore, it has to be a monkey's butt.

No, which one is redder, the monkey butt or the stewed pig's head?

What a fucking mess.

"Eat, eat." Pu Ling tidied up her confused mind and prepared to get up.

Miyano grabbed the back of his neck and pressed down on him, pushing him down on the sofa.

"...Let go." Pu Ling frowned and pushed his shoulder.

"Don't move," Miyano said.

The voice was low, swimming in Pu Ling's ears like a fish.

Pu Ling was stunned for a few seconds, feeling that all the bones in her body seemed to be gone, and her whole body was limp into a ball of cotton.

......

Miyano lowered her head, her gaze fell on the corner of his lips.

Pu Ling heard him say, "Did you just think like this?"

such.

what?

Before Pu Ling could react, Miyano's eyelashes swept his face lightly.

Then Miyano pressed his lips.

(For the full version, please search for Old Ford: E science student "indigo")

This battle lasted for some time.

When the two returned from cleaning up the toilet, the dishes on the dining table were cold.

Miyano wiped his hands with a tissue, and said calmly, "It's okay, you can eat it even if it's cold."

Pu Ling grabbed the rag beside him and threw it in his face.

"What are you doing?" Miyano calmly pulled the rag off his face and clicked his tongue.

"Rogue." Pu Ling said.

"Hey, I'm still a hooligan," Miyano stood up smiling, "You were tricked by a hooligan today..."

"Get lost." Pu Ling picked up the dishes and walked towards the kitchen.

☆, 26

Pu Ling reheated the dish and brought it out again.

The two sat together to eat, and neither of them spoke for a long time, and they both tacitly did not mention the matter just now.

It's strange that I didn't feel any embarrassment, it's just that I couldn't take it easy.

"Can you just be more generous and add more salt?" Miyano looked at him with chopsticks, chewing a piece of celery in his mouth, with a bitter expression on his face.

"Don't eat and roll away." Pu Ling said.

"I'll eat." Miyano said with a smile.

"You wash the dishes after eating." Pu Ling glanced at him.

"Student," Miyano clicked, "I am a patient."

"You wash dishes with your head?" Pu Ling asked.

Miyano pointed at him, but said nothing.

"I cook, you wash the dishes, it's fair." Pu Ling said.

After eating, Pu Ling went back to the room to review.

If he had nothing else to do, he could stay at home for three days without going out, not even taking a step out of the door.

The ultimate otaku.

After washing the dishes, Miyano followed in, snatched his hot water bottle, and collapsed on the small sofa next to him.

"..." Pu Ling looked at him, "You can leave after eating, what are you doing here?"

Miyano ignored him, closed his eyes and took a nap.

Pu Ling frowned, turned her head and continued to read her book.

...Maybe it's because of the masturbation.

He is refreshed now, not sleepy at all, and can concentrate 90.00% of his attention on the book, which is much more efficient than in the morning.

Gee.

Pu Ling couldn't hold back, and took a peek at Miyano from the corner of her eye.

Miyano turned over while holding the hot water bottle, his posture looked awkward and ridiculous on the small sofa.

Is it a pig?

Asleep again?

Pu Ling sighed and continued to flip through the book.

However, there is someone beside me to review with me, which is quite...reliable.

He twitched the corners of his mouth.

The New Year's Day holiday is over, and the school is in normal operation.

There is almost a week before the final exam, and the teachers of all subjects will no longer teach new classes. In addition to making papers, every class is teaching papers, and in addition to teaching papers, it is self-study.

Pu Ling stared at the three-dimensional geometry drawn by the math teacher on the blackboard, and yawned.

Feng Han next to him had tears streaming down his face, he yawned and asked, "Are you sleepy too?"

Pu Ling nodded, took a tissue and threw it on his desk.

Feng Han wiped his tears with a tissue and said, "Hey, have you heard of Pu Ling?"

"No." Pu Ling took out a ruler and an automatic pen and began to draw.

"Xue Xin in the third year of high school is Yan Ze's boyfriend," Feng Han whispered, "A few days ago, someone called him into the woods and beat him up, and he was lying in the hospital. He didn't come to school for a few days."

Pu Ling's pen paused, and continued to draw his own.

"Hey, did you listen to me? What I said is true!" Feng Han tugged at his shoulder.

"Feng Han." The math teacher waved to him while standing on the podium holding a settable.

"What?" Feng Han jumped up from his seat in fright, "Call, call me?"

"Yes, you." The math teacher said with a smile, "Come here, and solve this solid geometry problem on the blackboard."

"I..." Feng Han stared at the blackboard in confusion for a while, "Teacher, I don't know how to do it."

"You can't?" The math teacher suddenly put away his smile and lowered his face, "You can't keep chattering? I've been watching you for half the class! Stand back!"

"..."

Feng Han procrastinatedly got up and stood behind.

Pu Ling clutched the pen, a little absent-minded.

Who beat Xue Xin?

Miyano and the others?

For the past few days, he has been staying at home and going to eat at his own house every day, not Miyano.

But besides Miyano, he couldn't think of anyone else who could take revenge on Xue Xin like this.

Pu Ling thought for a while, then secretly took out the phone and turned it on, and sent a message to Miyano.

- what did you do

-?

Miyano came back.

- About Xue Xin.

Puling is concise.

-[Cute Emoticon][Cute Emoticon]

......

Neuropathy.

After finally washing his hair, Miyano came out of the bathroom with a towel on his back, ready to throw all the dirty clothes into the washing machine.

After living in the courtyard for so long, the house is not too messy, the sheets and quilt covers have been changed, the floor has been swept in advance, and there is still a smell of lavender detergent in the bathroom.

Gong He was not so careful, and Yan Run and Zhou Yang didn't have the keys to his house.

It could only be Pu Ling who did it, but Pu Ling never told him.

I have to say that he and Pu Ling have similar habits in some things.

Miyano smiled.

"Brother!" Someone patted the window outside.

After he pressed the switch of the washing machine, he went to open the door, and Gonghe's steaming face appeared in front of him.

"What?" Miyano frowned, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Wang, Wang Lei brought people here." Gong He stammered, pointing to the door.

Miyano took a look outside the gate of the yard, and sure enough, he saw four or five men who looked like gangsters standing there, and they didn't know what they were waiting for.

Aunt Qin came out of the room with a basin of dirty clothes in her arms. When she saw those men, she clicked her tongue impatiently and wanted to close the yard door.

"Sister, don't worry." One foot blocked the door.

Wang Lei kicked the door open with a smile and walked in.

"Who are you?" Aunt Qin stared at him.

"Don't mind your own business." Wang Lei waved his hand like chasing flies, and several men immediately surrounded Aunt Qin.

Aunt Qin was too frightened to speak.

Wang Lei looked up at Miyano on the balcony, and smiled: "Brother Ye, brother came to see you."

Miyano was a little disgusted by his wild brother, and raised his eyebrows.

Wang Lei turned his head, and someone followed him with health care products and pure milk.

"Don't you invite brother to come in and sit down?" Wang Lei looked at him.

"No need." Miyano walked down the stairs slowly, walked up to him and looked at him.

"Alright," Wang Lei cocked his lips, "I want to show you some face in front of outsiders, but you don't want to, so I'll say it here."

"Say." Miyano looked at him.

"I know you did what Xue Xin did." Wang Lei squinted his eyes, leaned close to his ear, and said in a gloomy tone, "Wait, you and that kid don't want to get over it."

Miyano smiled: "I'm quite scared, really."

Wang Lei regained his polite smile and stared at him for a while: "You have really developed a lot of skills, how can you let a high school student beat you to Xiaobanyueyuan?"

"So I have to let him live back, too." Miyano patted him on the shoulder and smiled.

Wang Lei's face darkened.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Miyano looked at him, "It's okay, I'll take you out, Brother Wang."

"No need," Wang Lei waved his hand politely, looked at him, "rest well, and wait for my good news."

He deliberately said the word "good news" very emphatically, and looked at Miyano with a half-smile, before leading a group of people away.

"Ouch!" Aunt Qin yelled as soon as Wang Lei left, and complained, "Miyano, can you stop provoking some messy people outside! It's not troublesome! It makes us little people suffer together!"

"This is for you." Miyano pointed to the health care products and milk by the door.

"Give it to me?" Aunt Qin was taken aback.

Miyano nodded, turned and went upstairs.Gonghe hid on the balcony and didn't get up until he came up.

"You bastard." Miyano clicked his tongue.

"Brother, what should I do?" Gong He followed him into the house, "I heard him say that he wants you and Brother Pu Ling to look good!"

"Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover." Miyano said.

"What do you mean?" Gong He asked confusedly.

"..."

In fact, Miyano doesn't know what it means, anyway, it probably means that.

What to do, what to do, if Wang Lei is a big fart and he is scared, then he has been in vain for so many years.

The washing machine beeped to remind him that his clothes were finished, Miyano pressed the cigarette on the coffee table and got up to dry the clothes.

It was dinner time, but Pu Ling hadn't come back yet.

Miyano stood on the balcony, shaking the hand holding the hanger.

Still a little scared.

What if Pu Ling came back from school and was followed by Wang Lei?

Miyano didn't even want to dry his clothes, so he just entered the house and put on a coat before going out.

The yard door was pushed open from the outside, and Pu Ling walked in with two lunch boxes.

Miyano froze for a moment: "You..."

"Fish-flavored shredded pork, fried fungus with winter melon, edamame, and bean sprouts." Standing at the door, Pu Ling looked up, shook the lunch box in his hand, and announced the menu expressionlessly.

"Fish-flavored pork shreds," Miyano glanced at him with his chopsticks, "Only fish-flavored pork shreds."

Pu Ling nodded: "Yes."

"..."

Miyano swallowed the rice with the fish flavor without shreds of meat, and looked at Pu Ling who lowered his head to pick up the vegetables, and his uneasiness eased a little.

"Xue Xin," Pu Ling looked up at him suddenly, "why didn't you call me?"

Although Pu Ling said this nonsensically, Miyano still understood.

"What's the big deal, Yan Run and Zhou Yang are enough," Miyano said.

"Is Xue Xin so easy to be fooled?" Pu Ling asked.

"Well, it's not easy," Miyano picked up a chopstick of bean sprouts, "so Zhou Yang rebelled against Fang Xun and asked him to lead Xue Xin over."

"..." Pu Ling wanted to throw his chopsticks.

"Fang Xun is actually quite pitiful. His father took a gamble and owed a lot of debts, so he pushed Fang Xun to pay off the debts," Miyano said, "He has no way out to do things for Xue Xin."

"You can just sell a person's life if there is no way out?" Pu Ling held the chopsticks, his hands shaking a little.

Miyano is an out-and-out fool.

He even fucking helped Fang Xun talk.

"It's all over." Miyano patted the back of his hand, "You relax."

"I can't relax," Pu Ling shook off his hand, "Can you get rid of the stink of a virgin?"

"Let's not talk about this, okay?" Miyano clicked his tongue, and put a chopstick of edamame into his lunch box as if courting him, "Eat."

"I'm full." Pu Ling angrily covered the lunch box and was about to get up.

"Why don't you try it?" Miyano looked at him.

Pu Ling's temper also came up: "None of your business?"

Miyano grabbed his arm and twisted it back, and Pu Ling immediately sat down on the sofa with his back facing him.

"Fuck, let me go." Pu Ling struggled.

"Who are you with?" Miyano narrowed his eyes and let go.

Pu Ling was about to raise his hand to hit him immediately, Miyano quickly held down his arm, and with the other hand, he touched his face and kissed him.

"Day!" Pu Ling cursed vaguely.

(See Old Ford for the full version)

shame.

Pu Ling lay on the sofa with her face up, staring at the ceiling thinking.

After tidying up the papers on the floor, Miyano got up and pressed his knee: "Stupid?"

Pu Ling's eyes fell on his face.

The excitement on Miyano's face obviously hasn't passed yet, watching him raised his eyebrows.

shameless.

Pu Ling cursed in her heart.

"Get up and eat," Miyano said, "Do you still want me to feed you?"

"Tongue hurts, I can't eat anymore." Pu Ling looked at him and said.

"..." Miyano shook his hand, and the chopsticks fell to the ground.

"Would rogues be embarrassed too?" Pu Ling hooked the corners of her lips.

"Finish it. You." Miyano pointed at him, and took out a paper towel to wipe the chopsticks.

"Don't be too confident." Pu Ling narrowed her eyes.

"Why," Miyano laughed, "It's just you, you still want to do me?"

Pu Ling didn't speak, got up and took the chopsticks and started to eat.

"Eat more," Miyano laughed until he couldn't hold his chopsticks steadily, "Eat more before you grow taller than me."

What disturbed Miyano did not happen in the end.

I don't know who reported Wang Lei and his gang for money laundering. The police began to investigate Wang Lei.

Miyano always felt that this report was a bit too coincidental.

- what did you do

He still couldn't help asking.

-?

Pu Ling replied.

- Wang Lei.

Miyano is succinct and to the point.

-[Cute Emoticon][Cute Emoticon]

After the two emoticons, another message jumped in.

- The Children's Palace Square is waiting for you on weekends, Mr. Xiong.

The author has something to say: Brother Yan, please don't be self-righteous, otherwise you will be "fucked" miserably in the future. ^^

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Miyano didn't reply for a long time, but the chat box kept showing typing.

Pu Ling smiled so much that she didn't even take a good look on the road while holding her mobile phone, and almost fell down on the ground.

The road on the flower and bird market is not very good, full of potholes, and even if you walk hard, you will trip over the broken floor tiles protruding from the middle of the road.

His mother asked him to buy some materials for decorating the bouquet. Pu Ling found the store according to the address given by his mother, bought a few large plastic bags of colored paper ribbons, and prepared to go back to the store.

The phone dinged, probably because Miyano finally thought up a word to reply.

Pu Ling really wanted to see what he was doing, but he had too many things to spare to look at his phone.

Going out along the main entrance of the flower and bird market is a commercial street, with many shops on both sides, selling clothes, shoes, fried chicken and milk tea, it is very lively.

Pu Ling remembered that there was a bus stop all the way out along the street. He was about to go forward when he turned around and saw a figure in the window of the milk tea shop.

Pu Ling froze for a moment, then rushed in with the bag.

There was no one in the milk tea shop at this point. Fang Xun was wiping the operating table with a rag. He was startled by his movement and turned around: "You..."

Pu Ling threw something and put her hand on the bar: "Come out."

Fang Xun glanced at him, and slowly took off his work cap: "What are you doing?"

"I've been wanting to beat you up for a long time, come out." Pu Ling was a little irritable.

Fang Xun suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Pu Ling said angrily.

"Brother Yan said," Fang Xun suppressed a smile, "You don't know how to fight."

"...Do you think I'm joking with you now?" Pu Ling was a little shocked by Fang Xun's shamelessness, "You think Miyano's matter is over, he also thinks it's over, but I don't, you Do you understand?"

"You also said that this is Miyano's matter," Fang Xun raised his eyelids to look at him, "Do you think Miyano's matter is endless?"

Pu Ling reached out and grabbed his collar: "You can talk about it if you have the ability?"

Fang Xun blinked a few times in a panic, his breathing was a little unsteady: "I'm telling the truth, what's your relationship with him? Are you together? Are you his boyfriend?"

"It's not that I can beat you." Pu Ling punched him on the bridge of the nose and let go.

Fang Xun slammed back against the wall, hearing the sound was not too hard, his nose didn't bleed, and his expression was quite painful.

"Does it hurt?" Pu Ling looked at him, "Your pain is nothing compared to Miyano Kaipiao's brain."

Fang Xun slowly squatted down along the wall and suddenly smiled.

Seeing him laughing, Pu Ling was upset: "What are you laughing at?"

"Are you looking down on me, don't you?" Fang Xun wiped his nose and looked up at him, "Coincidentally, me too."

"Who wants you to look down on me?" Pu Ling didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and was about to walk out.

"I like Miyano, at least if I dare to say it, he refuses me and dares to pester me, how about you?" Fang Xun's voice sounded from behind, "You don't even dare to confess your love?"

Uncle's.

Who dare not.

Pu Ling turned around and looked at him coldly: "Do you think you're brave like this? Do you understand that you're shameless?"

Fang Xun laughed, turned around without saying a word and began to pump water for milk.

"Sit down for a while, I'll buy you a cup of milk tea."

Pu Ling wondered who the hell wanted you to buy milk tea, but involuntarily dragged a chair and sat down.

The milk tea was ready soon, Fang Xun walked out of the bar with a cup and put it in front of him.

"Drink." Fang Xun sat down opposite him.

"If you fart, let it go," Pu Ling glanced at the cup of milk tea, "Did you poison me?"

"...My friend, you have a rich imagination," Fang Xun sighed, "This is the cheapest milk tea in our store, and the cost is not high, so don't worry about drinking it."

Pu Ling glanced at him, picked up the cup and took a sip.

The sweetness is moderate, warm and delicious.

shit.

Pu Ling put the cup back on the table with a bang.

"Is this your shop?" he asked.

Fang Xun shook his head and said, "Boss, I'm just an employee."

"Then why are you paying me so much money to buy me milk tea?" Pu Ling frowned.

"It's a fortune to buy you milk tea." Fang Xun smiled.

Pu Ling suddenly felt that what he said just now was a bit wrong, making himself look as if he was too poor to even afford a cup of milk tea.

Oh, it doesn't seem like it's really poor.

He clicked his tongue, a little impatiently: "What are you going to say? Say it."

Fang Xun looked at him and said after a long time, "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry?" Pu Ling narrowed her eyes, "Did you make a mistake?"

"I really am, I'm sorry for Brother Yan," Fang Xun took out a tissue and wrapped it in his hand to play with, and said in a low voice, "But I also really like him."

"What did you say?" Pu Ling raised her eyebrows, "Say it again."

Fang Xun laughed again: "You really look like a child, no wonder Brother Yan always says you are childish and cute."

Pu Ling impatiently pushed the chair and was about to get up, Fang Xun grabbed his arm.

"Yan Ze is my cousin." Fang Xun said.

Pu Ling was stunned: "Your cousin?"

"Well, she did a lot of excessive things before, she was ignorant, but now she knows to change..."

"What does this have to do with me?" Pu Ling interrupted him.

"Xue Xin was hospitalized with Yan Ze's help." Fang Xun said, "So can you..."

Pu Ling almost laughed: "Can you forgive her? Just because she did a favor to punish Xue Xin?"

Fang Xun's voice was almost inaudible: "Yes..."

"Should I give you the Good Cousin Award for Touching China?" Pu Ling said.

Fang Xun frowned at him.

"You don't know me too well," Pu Ling looked at him, "I'm not the kind of person who just looks for trouble."

"Then you rushed in and beat me up just now." Fang Xun sighed.

Pu Ling looked at him and said, "I didn't beat you honestly, did I?"

"Oh no..." Fang Xun waved his hands quickly.

"Ask you," Pu Ling hesitated and said, "When you lived at Miyano's house..."

"Huh?" Fang Xun tilted his head, "What?"

Pu Ling asked with some difficulty: "Have you, have you... slept in the same bed with him?"

Fang Xun was stunned for a few seconds, then laughed, wiping away tears while laughing.

"Laughing fart? What's wrong with you being tapped on the laughing point? You just smile when you see me." Pu Ling was very upset.

"No, no, how could it be possible to sleep in the same bed with him," Fang Xun smiled and waved his hands, "He let me sleep on the sofa, he is very harsh on me."

Pu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, but said nothing.

Originally, I wanted to ask them if they had sex or something, but now that they are not even willing to let Fang find sleep in the bed......

Certainly not.

Pu Ling was not so unhappy.

He drank the milk tea in one gulp, put the cup on the table and got up.

"Are you leaving now?" Fang Xun raised his head and asked.

"Beat you again before leaving?" Pu Ling asked.

Fang Xun shook his head: "Then you'd better go."

Pu Ling picked up his things, and when he reached the door, Fang Xun stopped him again.

"Brother Yan likes you very much. When I lived in his house, he always mentioned you," Fang Xun said with a smile, "If he is with you, I think it would be a good match."

Pu Ling opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Really, but he's definitely not the one who took the initiative. I've offered to make good friends so many times and he ignored me." Fang Xun curled his lips, "I guess if you want to get on good terms with him, you have to say yes. It’s only useful if I like you a thousand times.”

"I didn't expect to get along with him." Pu Ling said.

"What?" Fang Xun looked at him.

"I never thought about it," Pu Ling walked out, "What are you thinking about so much, it's fine now."

It's fine now.

There are not so many constraints of a formal relationship waiting to be recognized, and there is no need for the other party to assume any responsibility.

If you want to masturbate, you can masturbate, if you want to kiss, it's great.

If you really bring it back to the matter of feelings, you won't be able to be so casual and free.

Miyano and him would go back to the cold war he thought he had been in those days, whether they were willing or not.

Pu Ling likes to see Miyano smile and see Miyano treat him with the same attitude as before as if nothing happened.

It doesn't matter if it's a fluffy friend right now, anyway, Miyano is not embarrassed, so he is not.

If Miyano is embarrassed, then...fuck