Brother.

To Huaizhi, he had a ridiculous idea, so ridiculous that he himself found it laughable.

He pursed his lips, turned his back to the person on the couch, clicked on the WeChat function list, the tip of his finger wandered on the "voice call" icon.

Before he could click on it, he heard the computer start ringing again.

"Ding."

"Ding."

"Ding."

And then there's the sound of Jing Huan on the keyboard.

Xiang Huaizhi looked at the screen, there were still three emoticons on it, he didn't continue to send messages, and Xiao Tian Jing hadn't replied to him yet.

I can't tell you what I felt, but I breathed a sigh of relief to Huaizhi and wiped the wet hair on my forehead with a bath towel.

...... He was crazy to even entertain that thought.

It was Lu Wenhao who messaged Jing Huan, asking him how to use the washing machine downstairs and taking a picture of it.

Jing Huan taught him in a couple of sentences, and Lu Wenhao gave him a thumbs up.

Lu Wenhao: Good wife, good mother, kiss. [Red lips]

Lu Wenhao: If you were a woman, I would marry you in a palanquin.

Jing Huan yah: roll, a few dishes ah drunk like this.

Jing Huan: If I were a woman, it wouldn't be your turn. Hurry up and go wash your clothes.

After cursing, Jing Huan cuts back to the conversation with his heart's desire.

Jing Huan 呀：......QAQ Are you a long way off!

Toward: Well, he just took my cell phone away.

Jing Huan 🙂 Yikes: I knew it! Damn it! [Pounding Table]

After talking to Xiang Xiang Zhi, Jing Huan closed the computer and looked at the person standing by the bed.

Toward Huaizhi listen to his put on a bathrobe, back to him in the bath towel wipe hair. Looking at it from behind like this, the other party's advantage of broad shoulders and long body was even more obvious.

"Senior, give me your clothes, I'll put them in the washing machine."

Raindrops clattered against the windows, which were covered with rain streaks, and Jing Huan could only see a blur of green when he looked out.

"Airing probably won't dry it, drying it."

A pause to Huaizhi: "No, I'll do it myself."

"It's okay, by the way, we'll put it in the wash." Jing Huan rummaged through his suitcase for clothes and thought of something, "Or are you a clean freak?"

Shaking his head at Huaizhi, he was just embarrassed to be staying in someone's room again and having someone else help with the laundry, after all, the two had only met a few times and didn't know each other very well.

Seeing his thoughts, Jing Huan chuckled as he cradled his clothes, "Since I don't have any, I'll wash them together."

Jing Huan didn't pay much attention to the clothes when he picked them up, but to Huaizhi, he saw the black underwear on the outside.

Toward Huaizhi, he withdrew his eyes, "...... Okay, thanks."

The sound of water soon came from the bathroom, and Xiang Huaizhi sat down on the edge of the bed, giving the couch a ghostly glance.

The computer lay peacefully on top, looking up at him.

For a few moments, Huaizhi averted his eyes and threw those inexplicable thoughts to the back of his mind.

He wiped his hair while sitting in front of the desk, picked up his cell phone and swiped the circle of friends, and after sliding for a while, he swiped to the circle of friends that little Tian Jing sent in the morning.

[Jing Huan Yay: The weather is just right. [Pictures]]

It was a landscape photo, and before Huaizhi had a chance to take a closer look, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and the boy pulled the door open and stepped out.

Jing Huan changed into a black sweatshirt and wore linen-colored five-quarter pants underneath that just showed her knees.

His legs were straight and white, and although they were a little thinner than the other boys' legs, you could faintly see the muscle lines as he walked.

Towards Huaizhi couldn't help but raise his eyes and look towards his thigh area, which was so tightly covered by the loose pants that he couldn't even see the outline.

Jing Huan felt his gaze as soon as he came out, so she followed and looked down, staring at her legs for a few seconds, "...... What's wrong?"

To Huaizhi, looking back with a calm face, "Your pants are wet."

Jing Huan "hmmm", "I wasn't paying attention just now and scuffed the vanity."

After drying their clothes, they headed out the door and set off for the hotel restaurant.

Lu Wenhao and his team were sitting in the restaurant early, occupying a seat by the window, so they could enjoy the rain while eating, which was quite a mood.

Seeing the two shoulder to shoulder into the restaurant, Lu Wenhao couldn't help but mutter: "See? The two of them stood together, as if they were walking in a show,......, and the girl who poured the water over there was peeping at them. I reasonably suspect that since college there has been no girl chasing me, all because Jing Huan covered up my light."

Gao Zixiang didn't even raise his head: "You're overthinking it, being single is your own problem, it has nothing to do with Huanhuan."

Jing Huan heard this as he approached, he picked an empty seat and sat down, "What about me?"

"Says you're handsome." Lu Wenhao brownnoses.

Jing Huan picked his lips and smiled, ignoring him. Seeing that Huaizhi had poured a cup of hot milk, he smoothly pulled out the chair beside himself, making it easier for the other to take his seat.

Xiang Huaizhi, who was about to sit next to Lu Hang, took a step and simply sat down.

He asked, "Do you drink milk?"

Jing Huan froze, "Pour it on me?"

It was the last cup of hot milk in the cafeteria, and Huaizhi didn't say a word and put it directly in front of him.

Jing Huan did not hesitate to pick it up and drank most of it. He caught a glimpse of the black bag at Lu Wenhao's feet and asked, "What's this?"

Lu Wenhao hee-hawed twice, "Baby."

Jing Huan used her fingertips to pick open the bag and saw that it was several bottles of red wine.

He was speechless, "...... So those two big boxes, they were used for this?"

"Yeah, I stole it from my family's liquor store and shipped it out in a hidden suitcase. Worried about it breaking and put a lot of stuff to cushion it."

"Aren't you afraid your dad will beat you up?"

"To beat is also home after the matter, tube his, first comfortable say." Lu Wenhao proudly said, "I have booked a KTV box, we eat directly over."

Jing Huan thought about it, and since his regular down home team was closed for the night anyway, he nodded and responded, "Okay."

Say to Huaizhi, "Go ahead, I will forget."

"Don't." Lu Hang swallows his food, "Come along, you didn't bring your computer anyway, what's the point of going back to your room."

Xiang Huaizhi, who didn't like to sing and didn't like that kind of occasion, moved his lips, still trying to refuse.

"Come on Senpai." Jing Huan suddenly looked at him with a sideways glance and propped his chin up, "I promise I won't let them get you drunk."

Jing Huan has standard double eyelids and long, dense eyelashes, and the hotel's decorative chandelier glows in his eyes.

Xiang Huaizhi locked eyes with him for a few seconds and got up, "...... Got it. I'll get the food."

Jing Huan followed suit, "I'll go with you."

The two of them came and left together. Lu Hang looked at their backs and couldn't help but ask, "Do they know each other that well?"

"Nope, just the last time Xiang helped Huanhuan up on the stairs."

Lu Wenhao wasn't interested in the friendship between the two men as he approached Lu Hang, "Lu, come on, continue with that story. What happened to that infamous female crook in your district?"

*

Jing Huan was true to his word, saying that he would not allow others to pour wine into Huaizhi, and he did not even put a wine glass in front of Huaizhi.

In the background, random music is playing, with the sound turned down. Xiang Huaizhi sits on the sofa in a casual position, watching the man next to him sparring with Lu Hang.

Jing Huan seems to have spent a lot of time in bars, he knows all the tricks of the trade, and he can pick up anything Lu Hang wants to change.

I can't tell. I thought he was a good boy.

However, Jing Huan knows a lot but is not as good at playing as Lu Hang and has lost three games in a row.

"Fuck." He cursed with a laugh as he lost another round and poured himself a drink.

Lu Hang also drank a lot: "Can it be done ah schoolmate, no you let the guy next to you help you drink a cup, I promise."

He was concerned about Jing Huan, but his hands were restless, helping Jing Huan press the bottom of the bottle and filling the glass to the brim.

Lu Wenhao: "Me? No problem, Huanhuan, I'll drink this for you."

"No, not you." Lu Hang stops him and points his chin at Huaizhi, "I'm talking about the one on his right."

Raising an eyebrow at Huaizhi, he gave Lu Hang a warning look to keep him in line. Then he tries to get up and help Jing Huan with the drink.

Jing Huan, however, raised his glass and drank it down, then wiped his mouth and said, "Finished, go on."

Jing Huan learned to bar hop from her freshman year.

Lu Wenhao taught him not the good things, but the bad things. Several times he didn't return home because he was dragged to the bar by Lu Wenhao and slept in the hotel directly after he was paralyzed.

But drinking does relieve stress, just don't do it too often, and this is the first time they've done it since the beginning of sophomore year.

Half an hour later, Jing Huan's cheeks were already slightly red.

"I'll take a break." After dropping that, he flopped down onto the couch and bumped into Xiang Huaizhi's shoulder.

"Ah, I bumped into you again, why do I keep bumping into you." Jing Huan turned around, the two of them were extremely close, "Senior, you're not singing?"

The smell of alcohol mixed with the scent of shower gel leapt into Huaizhi's nostrils.

"...... don't sing. You drink less, your face is red."

Jing Huan lifted his hand and pressed it against his face, "It's a bit hot, it's fine, I can hold my liquor quite well ......"

Just as he finished, the sound of the background music was suddenly amplified, followed by a familiar, chipper intro.

Lu Wenhao sat down at the jukebox and shouted, "Huanhuan! Your song has arrived!"

Jing Huan A look at the display - Jing Huan.

He gasped and laughed, "Lu Wenhao, do you owe a beating?"

"Hurry up." Gao Zixiang handed Mai Kefeng over, "I told you last time that you sang better than that woman, but Lu Wenhao's asshole just didn't believe me, so you're going to have to sing to him today!"

Usually when I go to KTV with them, I often order some fun songs to sing. Jing Huan scolded twice, but finally took the Mai Kefeng and sang along with the music.

He sang a couple of lines, got up and walked over to Lu Wenhao, touching him with his leg to signal that he wanted to order a song.

Taking advantage of Jing Huan's departure, Lu Hang leapt to Huaizhi's side.

"Fuck, it's that song again, why do I keep hearing it everywhere I go lately?" Lu Hang said, "Not to mention, Huanhuan's singing is pretty good, but I still like the Jing Huan Jing version."

When he didn't get a response, he looked up quizzically, "Old Xiang ......"

The English law on English language, with its frown and the mixture of emotions in its eyes, locked its gaze on Jing Huan without a word.

After singing for a while, Lu Wenhao opened the door to play dice.

I found out from Huaizhi that not only does this elementary school kid suck at boxing, but he's also not very good at dice.

Where the hell did you get the nerve to go head-to-head with someone with a lousy set of points?

Sure enough, after losing a few games, Jing Huan couldn't take it anymore. They mixed red beers, of which he drank the most, and at the back of the head was so dizzy that his hands were shaking when he held the glass.

Lu Hang also saw it, "Huanhuan Forget it, I won't let you drink this time ......"

Before he finished his words, Jing Huan had already finished the cup. He waved his hand, "It s fine ...... I m okay, I m going to the restroom, you guys play first, wait for me to come back to continue ah."

Dropping that, he braced himself on the table and stood up, nearly falling on top of Xiang Huaizhi as he stood unsteadily.

To Huaizhi: "I'll go with you."

"No, no need." Jing Huan stepped out of his shoes, muttering, "I can ...... do it myself."

Xiang Huaizhi got up to help him, Jing Huan suddenly reached out and pressed down on his shoulder and stomped on his shoes again, "Senior! You don't have to come!"

To Huaizhi: "......"

Seeing people going out crookedly, Xiang Huaizhi hesitated between going and not going, when he heard Lu Wenhao say, "It's okay, Huanhuan is almost as drunk as normal, he doesn't make a mess, and he even recognizes the way, last time he was drunk, he was able to walk back to the school from the hotel by himself, and he didn't go crazy on the way, it's awesome, isn't it?"

"......"

That's quite a talent then.

Ten minutes passed, Lu Wenhao felt his head, "It's over, why isn't Huanhuan back yet."

Lu Hang casually said, "He's not trying to walk back to school from the resort, is he?"

The box was momentarily silent.

To Huaizhi, he got up, "I'll go check it out."

After all, it was the resort's own KTV, which could only be booked through the rooms, so the environment wasn't uncluttered, and the corridors were exquisitely ornate, looking as if they were in one of the big hotels.

I asked the waiter for directions and headed for the restroom, wondering where to look for the restroom in case it was empty.

Turns out the press didn't even have to look, the boys were lying on the couch outside the restroom with their eyes closed, their shoulders rising and falling slightly as they breathed.

To Huaizhi went to his side, and without saying a word, put his arm over his shoulder and held the man up by the waist.

Jing Huan seemed to feel something and leaned on Xiang Huaizhi, frowning, "I can walk by myself."

At Huaizhi's words, he let go a little, and Jing Huan once again slumped onto the couch, his head leaning forward.

"......" Xiang Huaizhi felt amused, dropping his eyes to look at the person leaning against his thigh, "Not able to walk?"

Jing Huan rubbed against his leg and didn't say anything.

It took about ten seconds for Xiang Huaizhi to realize that the man was using his leg as a pillow.

Toward Huaizhi stooped in silence and once again set the man up.

Lu Wenhao didn't lie, Jing Huan really doesn't make a fuss when he's drunk, and Xiang Huaizhi smoothly helped him to the elevator, even managing to free up one hand to call Lu Hang.

"I'll send someone to their room first."

Lu Hang hmmmed, "We'll be right back too, nothing happened?"

"No." Huaizhi looked down at him, "Just drunk."

Hang up the phone and the elevator arrives, walk in to Huaizhi and press 20.

"Who are you talking to." The person leaning on his shoulder suddenly opened her mouth to murmur and call out to him in a slimy voice, "Brother."