It's the heart that wants ...... It's the brother.

The slight rattle of the elevator doors closing muffled Jing Huan's words, and Xiang Huaizhi, hearing them inaccurately, frowned and asked, "What?"

Jing Huan was already drifting, his eyes closed, and the sound of his heart's desire was all that remained in his head as the wine grew stronger.

Jing Huan : "...... Wait for me next time, brother."

Listen to Huaizhi clearly.

Jing Huan is calling him brother, and the boys are deliberately lowering their voices, calling him softly.

Taking a deep breath to Huaizhi, he asked again, "What did you call me?"

Jing Huan frowned, a little impatient, but still called him nicely again, "Brother."

Influenced by the young Tian Jing, Xiang Huaizhi knows very well that "哥" and "哥哥" are two different ways of saying "brother" and "哥哥".

"...... Why do you call me that."

Jing Huan inexplicably said, "I, haven't I always called you that?"

When he finished, he let out a small hiccup.

"......"

No.

Jing Huan never called him brother.

To Huaizhi, she pursed her lips, "Did you just, uh, ask me to wait for you?"

Jing Huan nodded twice powerlessly, and then remembered that he had nodded his head, and that the heart's desire was invisible.

So he opened his mouth and complained in a low voice, "If you don t take me down to the book ...... I will have to go to the mixed field team, and I ...... don t like the mixed field team, and I don t want to go down to the book with Qiu Feng and them."

To Huaizhi, after a moment of silence, he repeated in a mute voice, "...... Qiu Feng?"

"He told me all about it," Jing Huan said, "that you ...... went and made a fuss this afternoon. Didn't call me."

Slowly, Huaizhi looked down at the head resting on his shoulder.

There was so much information, it was hard for him to react.

"Jing ......" Xiang Huaizhi wanted to call him by his name, but finally held back, "Who am I?"

Jing Huan: "Huh?"

"I am who I am."

"You," Jing Huan, even drunker, never forgets to pat himself on the back, "you're electricity, you're light, you're my SUPERSTAR."

To Huaizhi, he felt he could stop asking questions.

Still, he subconsciously thought it was impossible, "...... I mean, my name."

This Zha Nan is up to something.

He had a headache, could he not ask him such childish and nonsensical questions?

"You're my NO1, you're-" Jing Huan's voice trailed off, delivering a smack to Huaizhi, "the heart's yearning to . ...is brother."

The elevator door opened and closed, closed and opened again, and the person inside was slow to come out.

A customer staying in room 2012 walked out of her room and saw the elevator door just open, she quickened her pace and was about to go in when she was startled by the two men standing inside.

Only the taller boy, his face full of disbelief and bewilderment, was looking down at the person leaning against him, and the one leaning against him had fallen asleep with his eyes closed defenselessly.

Handsome is handsome, horror is also really horrible, she came over before she vaguely saw the elevator that there is a warm light, originally thought that I was wrong, now I think that it should be the light that comes through the elevator door when it opens.

The woman stood outside the door, hesitant to enter or speak, even her breathing was cautious.

Little did she know that the people inside were no less frightened than she was.

Xiang Huaizhi came back to his senses, and with a push in his hand, he steadied the person beside him and stepped out of the elevator without a word.

Reaching the door of the room, he whispered to Huaizhi, "Where is the room card?"

There was no movement on the body.

Sighing to Huaizhi, he bends down, finds the room card from his pocket and swipes it to open the door.

Just after entering the room, Jing Huan opened his eyes.

His mouth is dry, because he drank the wine, his whole body hot, take advantage of to Huaizhi plug the card to close the door, fell to the side, and went into the bathroom in the process.

To Huaizhi, grab him: "What for?"

"Uncomfortable." Jing Huan was uncomfortable as hell, "I want to drink water and wash my face ......"

To Huaizhi's mind was also in turmoil, letting go of his hand and letting him go. Instead, he saw Jing Huan pass right by the sink and head straight for the shower head.

It was too late to rush in to Huaizhi, as water sprayed out of the shower head and Jing Huan's pants were half wet and turned a dark color.

"......"

After a moment of confusion, Xiang Huaizhi carried the man out of the bathroom and threw him straight onto the bed.

Jing Huan stifled a few grunts, and seemed to find the pants sticking to his body uncomfortable as he began to squirm from side to side.

Xiang Huaizhi was sullenly wiping the water stains from himself with a paper towel when he suddenly heard a crisp zipper sound from behind him.

He froze and looked back to see Jing Huan stomping off his pants cleanly and kicking them under the bed, then picking up the covers and covering himself with them, and not moving again.

He was sleeping comfortably, but Huaizhi was stirred up by his few words and could not make sense of his thoughts.

In fact, the facts are already in front, can to Huaizhi still ...... can not believe.

How did the girl who clung to you and confessed to you every day in the game suddenly turn into this drunken boy in front of you?

Other than that, it's not even the right gender!

Huaizhi's eyes unconsciously glanced at the quilt covered by Jing Huan.

The knot in his throat rolled lightly as an idea bubbled up.

No, it doesn't fit.

Change genders and the people in the bed could sue him for sexual harassment/disturbance and voyeurism/mania.

While thinking this to Huaizhi, his hand was already on the futon.

Then gently pulling up a corner, and perversely probing in--

Under the quilt, Jing Huan's long, white legs were casually laid out, he had very little leg hair, and even less on his thighs, but from the lines one could still recognize that these were a pair of man's legs, in short, not as thin as the ones he'd seen in the photos.

But that didn't make Huaizhi happy.

Because he saw a small mole on the outside of the other man's thigh.

He stared at the mole with a deadpan stare, and remained motionless for half a day, so much so that Jing Huan felt cold and fluttered twice.

"Ding-"

To Huaizhi, he heard a soft click from the computer on the couch.

Jing Huan left his computer on.

Xiang Huaizhi couldn't care less about respecting anyone's privacy at this point, he walked over to the couch and turned his computer on.

Not only was the computer left on, but there were even programs running on it, one of which was called "Nine Warriors Client".

Xiang Huaizhi clicked on the game, the little fox fairy that had been pestering him all this time was sitting elegantly in Peng Lai's fairyland, her tail scattered casually on the ground, next to the green trees and red flowers, it was the place where Xiang Huaizhi hung out most often.

At this point, Huaizhi finally had to admit that -

Jing Huan is little Tian Jing.

Thinking about it this way, even the names match ......

Just after solving one problem with Huaizhi, another one popped up.

Jing Huan, why are you pretending to be a girl in front of him?

Even chased him?

Did Jing Huan know that he was the one he wanted? After all, it sounds so much like ...... Or did Jing Huan know it was his number all along and that's why she purposely opened a female number to find him?

Xiang Huaizhi separates the game from reality so much that no one around him knows his game ID except Lu Hang these years.

He got up, grabbed his cell phone and went to the bathroom, calling Lu Hang.

The side picked up quickly, the neighborhood was quiet, and they should have gone back to their rooms.

"What's wrong?" Lu Hang has had quite a bit to drink as well and is suffering from dizziness at the moment.

Lower your voice to Huaizhi: "Have you told anyone about my in-game ID?"

Lu Hang froze, "No, didn't you say you didn't like games being linked to reality ...... What's wrong?"

"Nothing." To Huaizhi, scratching the second possibility out of his mind, "Sleeping."

"Hey, wait a minute ......"

Before Lu Hang could finish, Xiang Huaizhi hung up the phone.

He stepped out of the bathroom and the person in the bed was in the same position as before, breathing steadily, not even snoring.

Suddenly, Huaizhi calmed down.

The little liar was sleeping well, so what did he have to worry about? And there was no way he could really call someone up and ask them about it.

Besides, if what Jing Huan likes is really the game's heart's desire ...... does that mean that Jing Huan's sexual orientation is a man?

The more he thought about it, the further he got, the more Huaizhi took his thoughts back, hesitated for a moment, and put the computer on his desk back in its original position.

--

Jing Huan woke up with a vague headache.

He had a daily habit of fuming for a while before getting up, and today was the same as always. He lay on his side, staring at the bedside lamp, annoyed as hell.

For no other reason than he kept dreaming last night.

What's worse, the dream is still a dream, and this Zha Nan, like a pervert, keeps asking me to call him brother.

I don't know how much time passed before it dawned on him that there was another person in the room.

Afraid of waking up the other party, Jing Huan carefully turned his head, not realizing that he would meet the eyes of the person behind him.

To Huaizhi also lay on his side, propped up his chin, and looked at him slyly, and did not know how long he had been awake. I don t know if it is Jing Huan s illusion, he always feels that the other party s eyes ...... are still quite a lot of emotions.

Jing Huan also realized that it was like there was a Chu River border between them, with enough extra space to sleep a Lu Wenhao.

"So what," Jing Huan asked in deliberation, "did I ...... get drunk last night?"

To Huaizhi: "No."

Jing Huan: "Is that sleepwalking? Talking in your sleep? Teeth grinding?"

"No."

Then why are you so far away from me?

This was a bit strange to ask, Jing Huan thought about it and left it at that, he sat up and rubbed his hair, "Sorry Senior, I seem to have had a bit too much to drink last night."

He'd never been much of a pussy about his drinking, and in retrospect, he'd even forgotten when he'd gotten drunk.

To Huaizhi Eye complex: "You ...... forgot what you said yesterday?"

Jing Huan thought back, "What did I say?"

The knots in Huaizhi's throat rolled, and it took a long time for him to say, "It's fine."

Jing Huan looked at his cell phone, it was getting close to check out time, Lu Wenhao left him a message saying they were going to take advantage of the hot springs before checking out.

He lifted the covers and suddenly felt a chill, which made him realize that he was wearing just a pair of underwear underneath.

He rolled over and got out of bed, picking up his own pants and covering them vainly in front of him, turning back without a care in the world, "Senior, I'll use the toilet first?"

To Huaizhi: "...... hmmm."

Watching Jing Huan walk into the bathroom with his legs bare, Xiang Huaizhi couldn't help but think, "Are all Gay people so open nowadays? He thought they would be shy in front of the same sex.

Jing Huan washed up and felt alive again.

While he was organizing his luggage, he asked, "Senior, they're taking a dip in the hot spring. It's quite comfortable."

"No." To Huaizhi, sitting on the couch, he returned the message, asking as if he didn't mean to, "I remember them saying that you've played Nine Warriors before, too?"

Jing Huan nods, "Yeah, been playing for five or six years."

To Huaizhi: "Why did you stop playing?"

"The family was strict, my mom said if I kept playing, I'd have to pick up trash when I graduated from high school." Jing Huan downplays, "She said she didn't want to be the king of garbage's mother, so she cut me off from the net."

"...... "Remembering the tragic life of little Tian Jing, Huaizhi paused and didn't delve into the topic of abandoning the game, "Now that you have time, haven't you thought about coming back to play again? "

"Thought about it, some time later." Jing Huan agitates to bring it up and suddenly looks up and asks him, "Senior, what district are you in, Ninjaman?"

Don't you know best what district I'm in.

Say to Huaizhi, "The moon is full."

Jing Huan gave a laugh, "Nine Warriors planning is really corny, the district names are either Flower or Moon."

The boy's expression was natural, showing no surprise or skepticism at his misrepresentation of the district's name.

Nodding to Huaizhi, he agrees, "It is quite earthy."

Packing up their luggage, the two were just about to go downstairs to check out, Jing Huan suddenly remembered something, and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

"Senior, let's add a WeChat." Jing Huan laughed, "We can play soccer together in the future."

Huaizhi hesitated for a moment and took out his cell phone.

Jing Huan opened his QR code with a sharp look, "You scan me?"

To Huaizhi looked at the familiar pink avatar, face without changing color, opened his WeChat trumpet, added the person.

The rain had stopped, and even the air seemed much fresher after being washed away by the downpour.

Lu Wenhao and the others had already checked out and were sitting in the lobby waiting for them.

"Huanhuan, how's it? Told you you can't drink me, right?" Seeing them, Lu Wenhao hemmed and hawed.

Jing Huan snorted, "Be proud, my ass, and fight next time."

After checking out of the hotel, Lu Hang said, "Thank you for staying last night, when we go back, I'll treat you to a nice meal."

"No problem." Gao Zixiang latched onto his shoulder, "And wine!"

Lu Hang winks, "Arrangements."

A few people went to the parking lot, only to see Lu Hang walked to a Land Rover, opened the door and got into the car.

Starting the car, Lu Hang lowered the window, "How did you get here? Do you want a ride home?"

"No no no." Lu Wenhao shook his head, "We drove here too."

"Alright then," Lu Hang waved at them, "Let's go, bye."

To Huaizhi all the way to silence, only to say goodbye, only to the window raised his hand, even if it is greeted.

As the Land Rover pulls out of the parking lot, Lu Wenhao stares at the car's buttocks, shaking his head and sighing, "Other people's mobility scooters are Land Rovers, but mine is a Volkswagen."

"Be content, Huanhuan and I don't have a mobility scooter." Gao Zixiang said.

Lu Wenhao: "That's because you guys are lazy and have to fucking ask me to be the driver."

The three of them joked and laughed as they got into the car and set off back to school.

On the way, Gao Zixiang suddenly thought of something and turned back to the backseat and asked, "Huanhuan, were you crazy about alcohol last night?"

Jing Huan covered his mouth and yawned, "No, right?"

"Why do I think to Huaizhi looks quite tired and has dark circles under his eyes."

"I saw it too," Lu Wenhao glanced at Jing Huan from the rearview mirror, "but it's you, you're alive and well... when you two came down to the lobby, I wondered if my memory of last night was wrong... ...Tell me the truth, did you secretly inhale Huaizhi's essence last night?"

"Get lost," Jing Huan scolded with a laugh, "Your father and I don't suck essence, only kill people."

Xiang Huaizhi is currently sitting in the passenger seat with his eyes closed.

"What's wrong with you?" Lu Hang sensed his tiredness, "Didn't sleep well last night?"

It's not just that I didn't sleep well, I didn't sleep much at all.

Rising breath lingers around Huaizhi as he faintly responds, "Uh-huh."

Lu Hang didn't dare bother him and didn't say anything else.

The cell phone in his pocket suddenly perked up, and he frowned at Huaizhi, slowly opening his eyes.

Jing Huan yah: Brother morning ~ on ~ good ~

Jing Huan 🙂 Yay: It's a day to love your brother too! \*^0^*/

To: ......