"Put me down."

The body is weak and fragile41

As night falls, Cambridge University is still lit up at night and the famous photo spots are still visited by tourists.

At this point in the dormitory building.

Song Qie is squatting in the toilet, tablet in hand, concentrating on today's review, for today's sold and to take which bid, have a sort and plan.

I probably have a plan for tomorrow, and then I saw a message popping up from the Green Bubble group, from the "Four Flowers Rich Girlfriends Group".

For the origin of this group, in fact, have heard, I heard that his boss back then in order to hide his husband to make a lot of money in silence and set up, as to why it is still retained to the present, the group name is not changed, most likely is also lazy.

Anyway, he somehow became the 'little flower' in the 'four flowers' when he entered the group.

[Dahlia (chronological): Little Flower, what do you think of Hengxin Technology's blockchain, do you want to enter tomorrow?

Song Qie for his own boss so called himself has been used to, also can not refute, who let this is his own boss it, eat people soft mouth, last year began to use ten million years ago with the share system dividends, buy his heart.

He quickly replied, [Continue to be short.]

[Erhua (Analyst Shen Junyao): Continue to wait and see?

He: [I think it is still unclear, always feel that there will be a wave of ferocious killing, and then look at the situation, there is no hurry. Pei what do you think?

[Sanhua (Pei Royal Trader): Well, it's not too late to wait for the trend to clear up before we make a quick entry.]

Song Qie replies to the message, puts the tablet aside, and presses the flush button after addressing her needs.

Just then, the sound of a conversation came from outside the door, and he froze instantly in his standing position.

"You two live?"

"Yeah, at the time we applied there were only double rooms left, but the one we had was kind of nice, and my roommate doesn't seem to be in ...... Oh no, he's in the bathroom."

"Are these your roommate's shoes?"

"Uh, what's wrong?"

"His shoe size is 39?"

Hassan looked at Lu Beihuai with surprise: "Wow Patrick, your eyes are rulers, you can tell my roommate's shoe size like that."

Lu Beihuai stared at the pair of white board shoes placed in the doorway, if he wasn't mistaken in the afternoon Song Qie was wearing this pair of shoes, not to mention the size, this guy's feet have been especially small since childhood, wearing 39 in senior high school, and now still wearing 39 means that it hasn't grown taller at all.

"This one has small feet and he's 174."

Song Qie in the restroom at this time: "......"

Let him die. Why is Lu Beihuai in his dormitory ！！！！ Aren't you at the police station? You're back?

Why are we discussing shoe size and height for a good reason????

Didn't Hassan go out to play? Why would he bring Lu Beihuai back to the dormitory!!!!

"Amazing Patrick, you can see that." Hassan was a little taken aback and then saw Lu Beihuai keep staring at his housemate's shoes as if he was looking at something and then looked over to where the restroom was.

Hassan naturally kept Song Qie's little mission in mind, after all, meeting Lu Beihuai was an accident, he had thought of going out to hunt for curiosity, who knew that he would see Lu Beihuai right in front of him, he should have just cleaned up his room by the looks of it.

This brings to mind Song Qie's account of him, warmly inviting people in to the dormitory, and perhaps mediating the little misunderstanding Song Qie was talking about this afternoon.

"Who do you live with?" Lu Beihuai looks to Hassan and then to the toilet.

"Ooooh." Hassan nodded as he walked over to the restroom and knocked on the door with little effort, "Eh, Adrian, are you in there?"

Lu Beihuai couldn't help but frown, Adrian?

Which one? Adrian, the Red Feather Capital chili pepper? The guy who comes along every now and then and spices up their numbers.

"...... I'm taking a shit."

A low bubbly voice came through the toilet.

Hassan: "?" What the hell: "Are you constipated?"

"Uh-huh."

Hassan rubbed the back of his head awkwardly and looked at Lu Beihuai : "Haha, sorry, he's in the toilet, I wanted to introduce you guys, after all, we'll be part of the same project team starting tomorrow."

Lu Beihuai inadvertently glanced at the next dirty clothes Lou, a dirty white T-shirt is hanging on it, is this afternoon saw that piece of clothing.

This Hassan says his roommate is Adrian.

Adrian, shoe size 39, a size that few boys on the street had, not to mention that he'd just seen these shoes and this shirt this afternoon, and it wasn't the car wash guy's or anyone else's.

His eyes went a few shades deeper, "That's okay, I'd love to meet Adrian, I can wait for him."

This guy is Adrian?

Song Qie sits on the toilet, clutching her head in despair: "......"

He was starting to get burnt out, and while he didn't feel like he was any kind of so-called big shot, Adrian was a name that Adrian reckoned to be a very annoying presence for and Huai Capital, being able to steal the deal every time.

But he was thinking that Lu Beihuai might not be able to guess that it was him.

If he squats in there long enough, he can't Lu Beihuai can stay here all night! That's really rude!

Hassan's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Eh, yeah, why don't we go for a drink tonight then?"

He was keeping in mind the small task his brother had given him!

Song Qie: "......"

Thank you so much good brother.

He's not going out this door. He'll sleep in the toilet tonight.

Then he lowered his head and hurriedly sent a message to Hassan on his tablet, telling him to take Lu Beihuai out and find a place to sit while he came back later.

The cell phone was placed in the foyer, and Lu Beihuai, who was standing next to it, saw the message pop up.

[Hassan, I'm going to be squatting for a little while longer, so why don't you take Patrick and go find a place to sit down, and I'll treat you later.]

After the message box disappeared, the cell phone screen saver was seen, and the background on the screen saver was supposed to be a youth wearing a straw hat hugging an orange cat in a schoolyard, with the fat orange cat's paw stepping right on the youth's cheek, while the youth whose cheek was being stepped on smiled so much that his eyes curved up in the shape of a crescent moon.

And who is that if not Song Qie.

Lu Beihuai took a deep breath, the knots in his throat rolled, and the heart densely conveyed the sourness in a moment like a rapidly expanding balloon, more and more inflated, inflated to the point of shortness of breath, the bridge of the nose is sour.

Three years ......

Song Qie, you lied to me for three years.

Add it up and you've been toying with me for a whole thirteen years!!!!

Whether it's Song Qie or Adrian who likes to play hide and seek, yes, he's up for it.

He has all the time in the world now.

......

Song Qie, who was sitting upright in the restroom, stared at the door until his eyes lit up when he heard it close, eh, they're gone!

He hurriedly stood up clutching the tablet.

Probably got up too hard, blacked out, and slammed his whole body toward the door, his forehead hitting the door with a very loud 'bang' that cleared his head.

"...... Hiss." Song Qie covered his forehead in pain, his eyes instantly reddened, it hurt him so much that he rubbed it and then unscrewed the toilet door and spat in a low voice, "What bad luck, it hurts so much-"

His steps came to an abrupt halt.

The body froze instantly.

Because Lu Beihuai was standing in the doorway watching him.

"......"

The air, most of all, is afraid of sudden quiet.

Song Qie's hand rubbing her head slowly lowered, her fingertips trembling lightly as she pursed her lips tightly.

In this moment, the gaze crashed straight into the opposite pair of eyes, silent under the cool lenses of the eyes is like a calm lake suddenly ripples, deep and complex, is expected, but also with unexpected sourness.

Then he saw those eyes redden in an instant, a fury that almost consumed him.

Heart thumping.

The feeling was like someone had taken a small knife and made a silky cut in the heart, and the soreness poured out.

"If you don't have a weak heart why are you hiding from me." Lu Beihuai see Song Qie's face instantly white, this will only look at the appearance of three years have not seen, not the afternoon that small flower cat, or as always beautiful.

He steps towards Song Qie.

Song Qie reflexively stepped back, his back directly hit the toilet door, and due to inertia, he was carried along with the door that wasn't stuck properly and hit the wall, but he didn't even have time to cry out in pain before he was pulled into the toilet.

The moment he closed the door he was strong tall physique circled between the door, arms propped up on the side of his face, his shirt under the sturdy arm muscle lines due to tautness hidden, is through the shirt hormonal threat, almost irresistible sense of oppression, the dangerous atmosphere in an instant shrouded down.

He held his head in his hands in fear.

Originally, the person is thin and thin, so a shrinking up is completely embraced in the arms.

Lu Beihuai lowered his head and stared at the face he hated so much that he hated it day and night, seeing Song Qie's shoulders trembling, he leaned in next to the white earlobe and laughed softly, "Song Qie, is it fun to play with me like this?"

The coldness of the frame of the glasses rubbed against the side of the face, this faint coolness and low voice like a dangerous breath penetrated into the bone marrow, broken hair brought over the eyelids, causing the person in his arms eyelashes to flutter lightly.

Song Qie tearfully put down the hand holding his head and met Lu Beihuai's eyes staring at him tightly, he smiled awkwardly and impolitely, "Hi, it's been a long time."

Raised his hand in a small wave.

Feeling embarrassed again after noticing Lu Beihuai's look, he lowered his eyes and silently put his hand down, patting his arm instead, "Well, grow up."

"......"

The air fell silent again.

Until the top of his head was pressed against the other man's chin, and there came a laugh, and a laugh and a laugh.

No, it doesn't seem to be a laugh.

Song Qie looked like she had guessed something, her scalp tingling in disbelief.

This guy .....

Crying?

He was about to take a look when a large hand clasped the back of his neck, forcing him to raise his head and crash straight into Lu Beihuai's reddened eyes, and his heart shook.

.... Whoops, really crying.

"You're the one who promised to go to Harvard together, why did you leave the night before?" Lu Beihuai said through gritted teeth, staring at Song Qie's innocent face and getting more and more irritated, "Does fooling me make you so happy? Do you think it's an achievement to deceive me like this? You think I can't find you?"

Song Qie felt a little pain and moved her neck.

"How dare you hide?!"

Song Qie cried without tears, ".... Shouldn't you hide from that pain?"

"So you know it hurts too, so you think I don't?"

"What are you hurting-" Before Song Qie's words even left her mouth, she felt her entire body being choked and carried to the sink.

His eyes widened, and he saw Lu Beihuai leaning down, bracing his sturdy arms on either side of him, his gaze straight under the lenses, as if he wanted to eat him.

The heartbeat violently began to accelerate.

".... You, you calm down." Song Qie put his hands between his legs and clasped them uneasily as he lowered his eyes, "All highly educated people can't be as immature as they were before ah."

You can't hide from the first day, but you still can't hide from the fifteenth.

"I'm immature for doing anything."

Song Qie suddenly dumbfounded, ear root brake of the red, before those he did not want to mention, what a mess are there: "Just ...... I am embarrassed to mention."

Perhaps it was the proximity between them that made him hear Lu Beihuai's falling gasp, slightly rushed.

"You mean the thing in the past where you purposely asked me to help you put on your shoes and socks?"

"Or is it the whole helping you with your underwear thing on purpose?"

"Or was it the thing where you asked me to be your dog when you were angry?"

"Throw me everything you can't eat."

"......"

"Or was it the agreement to go abroad together where you tricked me into going first?"

Song Qie listened to the counting of one thing after another that fell from his head, and when he heard the end, he only recognized the last one, and it wasn't him who did the rest.

He didn't feel weak, at most he was a little surprised, raising his eyes to Lu Beihuai : "I left is not as you wish, you hate me, in order to get back at me even said in front of your father that we are in love, let me leave is not your intention."

Lu Beihuai frowned, "What did I say about letting you leave, leave when I forgive you."

"Then don't you hate looking at me every day?"

Song Qie said and realized that the other party did not answer, so he stared at himself grimly, and was so frightened by the look that he tried to get down from the sink.

Knock-knock--

There was a sudden knock on the restroom door and a voice came from outside.

"Adrian, are you still in there? Have you seen Patrick?"

Song Qie immediately glared when he heard Hassan's voice, and he raised his hand to Lu Beihuai and made a shush, lowering his voice, "...... You don't make a sound."

"Why?" Lu Beihuai asked.

Song Qie was so scared that she raised her hand to cover Lu Beihuai's mouth, "What are you doing? My roommate doesn't know I know you!"

"What's wrong with getting to know me, I'm not to be seen?" Lu Beihuai pulled down Song Qie's hand, seeing Song Qie's anxious look, half narrowing his eyes, eyes showing danger: "Or is he your object?"

Song Qie expression subtle: "...... I'm not gay."

He wanted to pull his hand back, but suddenly was Lu Beihuai a tug, the whole person was picked up by him from the sink, or face-to-face hold position, shocked out of breath.

Hassan outside the door heard the commotion and knocked again, "Adrian? are you in there?"

Song Qie breath choked, face instantly burst red, the nerve in the head like tense to the extreme, in the moment he saw Lu Beihuai holding the door handle of the nerve instantly collapse, he was so scared that he turned sideways and bent down to hold down Lu Beihuai's hand.

"...... put me down first."

The tail end of this had been colored with a sobbing tone, clearly frightened.

"If I do not let go?" Lu Beihuai did not let go, looking at this close face stained with red, from neck to face all red, even the tip of the ear is also stained with deep red, if you pull the collar of this guy's shoulders must also be red.

How on earth does someone with such a thin skin torture him.

Why are you so good at torturing him.

It had worn him down to the point where he couldn't control his brain from wandering whenever he stopped for the past three years.

There were only about three dozen photos taken, posted in the room over and over again, looking at the photos of the red-eyed look to cry could not curb his desire to find the person's thoughts.

But he just couldn't find it, and with his current abilities as long as his father was trying to hide people simply wouldn't let him find him.

But the opportunity came unexpectedly.

Come on he won't let go.

Song Qie struggled to get down from Lu Beihuai's arm, her legs hanging in the crook of the arm and stomping hard, she couldn't break free even with all her strength, feeling like a boiled shrimp, about to die.

He looked like he was about to burst into tears, "I don't want my roommate to get the wrong idea."

The next second, there was a 'click'.

He then saw Lu Beihuai unscrew the door, his pupils clenched, and the sound of his heart beating violently was all that remained in his ears.

...... the psychopath.

Very well, I'll beat you if you're not kind!

The moment the door opened.

"Adrian, what are you doing in there-" Hassan saw the door open and assumed Song Qie was in there, but he was dumbfounded when he opened the door.

Only to see the tall Patrick is in a very ambiguous face-to-face hugging position hugging his little cute roommate, and his roommate buried his face in Patrick's shoulder and neck, from his angle to see that the section of the slender white neck red.

Even the knuckles of the arms blocking his face were red through and through.

Hassan looked directly dumbfounded, wide-eyed, "You, you guys--"

He just walked for a while how come he is so powerful!!!!! Do you squeeze two people in such a small toilet?

Lu Beihuai pushes the door right open while gazing down at Song Qie, who is cradled in his arms and blocking his face, feeling him tremble, his desire for revenge climbing to a fever pitch as he lets the words out of his mouth.

"Adrian, what do you want to say?"

"Put me down."

Lu Beihuai heard the cries in his ears, and his body, more honest than his mouth, put the man down anyway, just when he thought he was winning.

The 'slap' was very crisp.

The slap prints were still kind of clear even on this handsome face.

Hassan was dumbfounded again.

Wow, what a drama fest this is.