MTL - Young Man, You Are Too Young, Too Simple-Chapter 21

The air in the box is really not good, the smell of perfume and the mixed liquor are so chaotic.

Xiao Wei didn't like this social occasion. The drink was slid coldly across the throat, which irritated the stomach. He said to Shaoyang, and when he got out, he looked back again. The other party did not pay attention to him. The face with few smiles on weekdays was difficult to hide, and it looked like a normal boy.

He smiled and thought, this person really does not love me at all.

The hotel bathroom is extremely elegant and luxurious. If you rely on yourself, I am afraid that I will not come to this place where I burn money.

Xiao Yan washed his face, his hands on the washstand, and looked at the people in the mirror.

In all fairness, the face is good, not particularly handsome, but the combination of five senses is very tasteful, has a classical temperament? He thought to himself, Shaoyang said so.

It is a pity that with a cheap dress, the classic taste is ruined.

Although the two lived together for six years, Shaoyang has not found the expensive clothes he bought so far, and Xiao Xiao did not pass through. When I was young and stupid, I didn't want to link love with matter. Later I knew the truth. He could only use this as a reason, thinking that he was not so embarrassed. The fact is that he often asked himself how he could be so embarrassed.

Xiao Wei met Shaoyang when he was a junior. On that day, Shaoyang was invited to attend the alma mater's celebration. Xiao Wei was the representative of the student who received him. He became friends when he came and went.

In their relationship, the actual initiative is Shaoyang. Eating, dating, kissing, and finally, Xiao Xiao was a little confused, but he admitted that he really loved the man, otherwise he would not be willing to fall under him.

The next two years were wonderful. They live together, Xiao Wei continues to study, and cooks every day to wait for Shaoyang to go home, then chat, watch the news together, then sleep or do / love. Very dull, but Xiao Xiao is very satisfied, he even thought about it for a lifetime.

The disclosure of the truth did not set off any big waves. When Xiao Yang was on the phone, Xiao Xiao was preparing for the candlelight dinner of their third anniversary.

In the half-opened door, you can see the appearance of Shaoyang, the eyes are gentle, the smile of the mouth is soft, he said: "The UK has cooled down these days, remember to add clothes... Well, is the stomach medicine eaten? Your stomach is not Don't drink."

"Even if you are famous, you are my aunt... well, um, go to class."

Xiao Wei watched him hang up the phone, his eyes were full of looks, a little bit of laughter, aunt? Then, what am I?

“Xiao Wei?” Shao Yang turned his head and saw Xiao Wei entering the door. He smiled slightly and said, “You...”

Xiao Wei didn't let him finish, and asked directly: "Do you like that... Auntie?"

Shaoyang was silent for a while and said: "...Yes."

Frankly, people feel funny. Yes, everything that happened before is a wishful thinking. Only love is his wishful thinking. Because Shaoyang, he stumbled. He never said that he liked it.

I don't like it, so I don't know if he also has stomach problems, he doesn't like it, so he doesn't care what he wears, it's not cold.

Xiao Wei calmly thought that he was an orphan. He had never had long-lasting feelings since he was young. Now he only has Shaoyang. Can time and distance not soften him?

"Your back is like him." Shaoyang said, "If you feel uncomfortable, then divide it, I will give you compensation."

How did he answer at that time? It seems to be: "Let's go over it, wait for him to come back, let's talk."

If a person wants to commit a crime, God can't pull it back. Xiao Xiao laughs in the mirror.

In this way, they have passed their sixth year of deception, and nothing has changed. Because his back image is aunt, so love/love is always a piggyback; because the aunt likes plants, the house is full of potted plants; because the aunt... He is always just a substitute.

However, now, the authenticity has returned.

When Xiao Xiao returned to the box, there was no previous noise in it. Everyone was consciously quiet and talked with the young people in the seat.

The young facial features are exquisite, the black hair is soft and refreshing, the lips are light and smiling, wearing white shirts and khaki casual pants. Every workmanship button is buckled correctly. The whole person is like a warm and clean illuminator.

"Auntie," Shaoyang, who was standing next to the youth, saw him with a slight disappointment in his eyes, but he still smiled. "This is Xiao Wei."

"Hello," the young man smiled. Not only did the voice feel comfortable, but the gesture of reaching out to him was very pleasing to the eye. "I am Jane Huai."

"Xiao Wei." This person can't be annoying. He simply said, shaking hands with him.

{叮——Men's good feeling +5, current good feeling: 0. Sao years, heavier and far-reaching (≧≦)}

{...} are all slags!

Luo Shutu silently vomited an old blood.

This world is called: Give me your love for the lover, the typical **** attack story. Just the unharmonious creature that needs to be blasted is the **** attacking Shaoyang, the secret of the original body of the simple Huai 琛 ,, the corresponding main line Raiders goal is to accept Xiao Xiao.

Oh, I am suffering from this kind of "You don't love me, I still love you, the more you don't love me, the more I love you, the more magical creatures that the Earth people can get!"

Ok, the only good thing is that he can finally play a attack...

Today is a gathering of friends who returned to China, and the people who came to have a lot of friendship. At the end, they naturally drank most of them.

Although Luo Shitu did not drink much under the pretext of stomach disease, his skin was too white, and a touch of twilight was very obvious. See him like this, next to Shaoyang immediately thoughtfully sent him back.

Xiao Wei stood quietly behind Shaoyang and looked at them silently.

"Do you drink alcohol in Shaoyang?" Luo Shitu smiled. "Let's take the bus, there is a station here."

Shaoyang was a little surprised and couldn't help but frown. "Auntie, how are you..."

"Is the bus not good, shouldn't I sit?" The young man looked up at the night sky and said, "Trust me, it doesn't feel so bad." He said, he looked at Shaoyang and his tone was stunned. "Shaoyang, you are too conceited."

The young and long figure is separated from the moonlight by the moonlight. It is an indescribable feeling. Xiao Xiao thinks that Shaoyang likes Jianhuai, it is not unreasonable.

But Shaoyang, you have Jane Huai as a palm, have you ever thought about me? When you don't want him to be affected, can't you remember that I am rushing to work every day? He looked at the helpless man with some numbness and suddenly felt a pain in his stomach.

The point to the station just happened to get the last bus.

Shao Yang naturally reached out and took advantage of Luo Shitu to get on the bus, but did not expect the young man to look back and push him into the car, and he quickly walked back.

"Auntie?"

"Xiao Wei seems to be not very comfortable," Luo Shutu looked at the people not far away with some worries. He waved his hand to the driver who was urging. "You should go first, Shaoyang, you will not come down, I will send him back." ”

How can you make a good attack by letting go of this good opportunity?

"Auntie, wait..." The car started, and the young man outside smiled at him. Shao Yang watched as he turned and walked toward Xiao Wei, and stunned the door.

"Master, can you stop and let me go?"

The driver looked at the man in suit and suit, and shook his head: "Young man, this is not a taxi stop and stop, you see the people in the car rushing home."

Shaoyang wrinkled his eyebrows, and his mood was complicated. In addition to worrying that Xiao Wei would say something that should not be said, he was also annoyed that he was uncomfortable and did not speak early, and he felt quite subtle.

The bus went away, and Xiao Xiao looked at the young people who came to him.

Luo Zuntu bent his eyes and smiled. He bent his **** and gently slid his forehead: "Wake up, don't worry." He said he tried his body temperature with his back.

"No fever, but you look very weak, um, didn't you have enough?"

Xiao Wei returned to the gods, slightly opened the distance between the two, and answered with a little alienation: "Nothing, stomach pain, old problems."

The youth has a good smell, clean and refreshing, like the natural taste of handmade soap.

"I also have stomach problems, but I have already adjusted it. I will give you the recipe next time?" Luo Shitu said, "I think you have a lot of wine today, no wonder it will happen."

Xiao Wei looked at him and evoked a smile that was unclear: "You observe it carefully."

His appearance is the same as that of Shaoyang's original plot. There is a kind of classical charm, and the end of the eye is long and long, so when you laugh, you are so eager to win. Luo Shitu sincerely exclaimed: "Xiao Wei, I have been paying attention to you before, you are really..."

"Classical?" He didn't wait for someone to finish, he picked it up, and his tone was mocking. "You and Shao Yang's aesthetic are really the same."

"No, if I am like him, I can't open the exhibition today." The young man didn't care about his rudeness, and said frankly, "Although you are very classical, you should not use classical description, Xiao Wei, You are really beautiful."

"..." What do artists say? Xiao Wei stayed asleep, a bit speechless.

Luo Shitu saw that he did not speak, and wisely transferred the topic: "Let's go, my home is only two stops away from here, if you are convenient, stay for one night."

"... Mr. Jane, are you so wary of anyone?"

"Of course not. You are a friend of Shaoyang, and I like you very much. Why do you want to raise your hand?" Luo Shutu said, taking off his thin coat outside the shirt and handing it to him. "Put it on, and lick your stomach."

Xiao Wei looked at him deeply, Shaoyang's friend? like very much? So do you know Shaoyang’s feelings for you? Do you know how close I am to him?

The temperature and faint scent of the youth remained on the coat, and he did not refuse.

The genius painter Jane Huai, with exquisite appearance, elegant elegance, and a good family, may now be added and clean. Such a person is a piece of beautiful jade, clear and beautiful, Xiao Xiao can not tell the emotions in his heart, not awkward, not as annoying, but do not want to go deeper.

"Speaking, we are a good person." Luo Shitu smiled. "Hey, hey, it's all jade."

Xiao Xiao smiled and didn't answer.

The street lamp stretches the shadows of the two people, occasionally overlapping, and there is a illusion that the lover is lingering.

The night wind blew, but it was not so cold. Xiao Wei gently held the coat corner and looked stunned. For the first time in twenty-six years, he felt the warmth of others without reservation, and did not need skin touch, even Not related to any 暧昧*.

He looked at the people around him and unexpectedly got a gentle smile.

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