Charpet 9.

Mingchen sneaked into the toilet compartment and called Zuo Yanjun.

Zuo Yanjun didn't say anything, but his tone was a little strange. He asked, "Why are you going back again?"

"..." Ming Chen was dumb. He didn't know what reason to answer Zuo Yanjun, so he hesitated perfunctorily, "That... Even Tan Shaoqing was injured because of me... I'll just take care of him. You don't have to worry too much, senior. I'm fine.

"Oh." Zuo Yanjun didn't know what it was like in his heart. He didn't care where Mingchen lived at that time, but he was afraid that Mingchen would be coerced and bullied by that bastard and become the timid and cowardly Mingchen.

After hanging up the phone, Mingchen turned around and saw Tan Shaoqing leaning on the door panel of the compartment. He was so scared that he almost jumped up and said, "Oh my God!"

"Do you really have to report to him wherever you live?" Tan Shaoqing's tone was full of jokes, but it smelled sour.

"Tube... It's your business!" Mingchen stammered sadly again. He suddenly realized that he hadn't seen Tan Shaoqing much in the past few days. He stammered a lot less times, and it should be almost none. Mingchen seemed to think of something terrible, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

Tan Shaoqing often stayed up all night recently, and fell asleep as soon as he came back. Mingchen looked a little uneasy, but he didn't know what reason to use to protest to Tan Shaoqing. Therefore, Mingchen was very depressed.

Tan Shaoqing hadn't come back in the middle of the night. When Mingchen was about to fall asleep, he heard footsteps from far to near. Tan Shaoqing didn't say much nonsense. He pulled Mingchen and walked to the door of the dormitory.

Ming Chen was tossed by him and went out in a trance in a cow all-in-one pajamas. He didn't bother to talk about the most common doubts.

"What are you doing here?" Mingchen's ears hurt from the wind on the rooftop of the dormitory, and he suddenly became sleepless. Few people usually come to the rooftop. Tan Shaoqing won't do anything worse than beasts to himself, will he?

"Wait." Tan Shaoqing dragged over a chair that was placed there at some point, and trembled with his legs crossed.

Mingchen waited with him for nearly two hours.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Mingchen finally couldn't help questioning. He was really puzzled by Tan Shaoqing's strange actions.

"It's starting." Tan Shaoqing stood up and kicked the chair away, standing in front of Mingchen.

"What..."

"Bang!!"

Before Mingchen finished speaking, his mouth could not be closed in surprise.

Tan Shaoqing stood facing himself, as if premeditated. A bunch of fireworks and salutions exploded over the rooftop at the moment Tan Shaoqing stood, making colorful fireworks and crackling sounds. Mingchen's heart pounded fast, and his whole body was stiff and motionless.

"Hey boy, the sound here is very loud, but remember I'll just say it once." Tan Shaoqing smiled badly and took a gentle breath in Mingchen's ear, "I like you."

After a long time, Ming Chen realized and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He still didn't know what to say at this time. He didn't even know what he was thinking now, but he knew that his brain was blank.

"You don't mean it?" Tan Shaoqing's expression is even more strange.

"What?" Mingchen seemed to be suffering from Alzheimer's disease. He didn't say a word, and the corners of his mouth were almost drooling.

"Then I'll do it." Tan Shaoqing's face was more serious than ever before. He looked at Mingchen and put his face up...

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In a word, the ending is like this. Although it's a little tricky, I don't have time to write it recently -- even if this article is not popular, I still want to talk about it, so... That's it.