Chapter 3:

Luo Qingshan didn't turn off the computer when he went out. Pei Ran glanced at him when he sat down, and PUBG was still on in the taskbar.
Luo Qingshan has always had this bad habit of throwing things away. When two people in high school are in the same dormitory, it is common for them to go out without turning off the lights. Pei Ran moved his finger to start the game, trying to help him turn off the computer.
After opening the game interface, I found that Luo Qingshan was not the only one hanging in the matching hall.
Su Nian was playing a female character, and the two of them wore the clown costumes that were just released in the game and stood quietly in the game.
"Would you like some water?"
Pei Ran let go of the mouse subconsciously, and was startled for half a second before turning his head back.
Yanzhun turned his back to him and was driving the game accelerator: "Your lips are very dry."
Pei Ran licked his mouth. He forgot to buy water when he got in the car.
He glanced at Luo Qingshan's cup. Although he and Luo Qingshan have been in love for a few years, he is still not used to drinking the cups used by others: "No need..."
"I have a paper cup here." Yan Zhun said, "One-time use."
Half a minute later, Pei Ran held the paper cup and sat beside Yan Zhun.
"Sitting a bit boring, can you watch you play games?"
Yan Zhun said: "It's up to you."
When Yan Zhun played the game, he kept his face cold and kept silent. After a few rounds, Pei Ran didn't see him turning on the microphone in the game, but he could see the microphone of his teammates flickering.
Seeing Yanzhun killing the player on the ground in the middle of the landing, Pei Ran couldn't help but said: "You're really amazing."
After a stern stop, he looked at him suspiciously. An enemy came by the corner wall. Pei Ran subconsciously grabbed his clothes and reminded him: "There is someone on the right!"
When Yan Zhun looked back at the screen, he had become a box.
Pei Ran lowered her eyebrows and let go: "Did I bother you?"
"No." Yan Zhun took off the headset and returned to the matching hall, "I heard the wrong footsteps and judged the wrong position."
Yan Zhun unplugged the headset directly, Pei Ran heard the background sound of the game.
Seeing him restart a game, Pei Ran asked: "Without headphones, can you hear the footsteps?"
"Yes, Fish Pond Bureau." Yan Zhun said, "I can't hear you while wearing it."
Pei Ran was stunned: "It doesn't matter if you don't hear clearly."
Yan Zhun was silent for two seconds: "What did you just tell me?"
"It's okay, just saying that you are very good." Pei Ran said, "When I played together before...you can all go professional."
Pei Ran spoke very seriously. He watched two PUBG international games with Luo Qingshan, and felt that many masters were not precise and beautiful in their operations.
Yan Zhun turned his head and glanced at him. Within two seconds, he retracted his gaze and raised the corner of his mouth.
"It's not qualified enough to be beaten." Yanzhun said half-truth, "you can only fry fish ponds."
Pei Ran nodded: "Blow me up."
"You don't cook." Yan Zhun said in a serious tone, "You just don't play a lot, and you are not proficient. Wouldn't you be good at playing LOL?"
Pei Ran was a little surprised: "Well...how do you know?"
Yan Zhun was silent for a while, and said, "I saw you played with Luo Qingshan."
In the final stage of cleaning up the autistic city, a young lady in the team was killed. As usual, she cleared all the enemies without saying a word, turned her head to support her teammates, and lost a first aid kit. And painkillers.
"Thank you brother." The girl thanked him, "Let's go together in the next game, I will pay you three bags in the next game~"
Pei Ran waited for a long time and couldn't help poking his sleeve and reminding him: "The friendly team seems to be talking to you."
"I know, but I don't want to row with them." Yan Zhun said.
But the teammates didn't seem to give up. Pei Ran felt that they pulled down other voices in private, and each time they opened the microphone they were speaking to Yanzhun.
"Let's go together, the number four has been wailing for you WeChat." In a joking tone.
Soon, there came a sentence: "You hate it! Don't tell me..."
Yan Zhun said: "If you change your gender, I will consider it."
I didn't understand on the other end: "Huh?"
Yan Zhun exchanged bullets and said, "I like men."
Pei Ran: "..."
Pei Ran still hadn't recovered a bit until the words "good luck, eat chicken tonight" came out.
Yan Zhun was so caught off guard, came out in front of him?
The door opened interrupted Pei Ran's thoughts.
Luo Qingshan pushed the door in. He was wearing a baseball cap with the brim of his hat covering his eyes. He closed the door and turned his head. When he met Pei Ran's gaze, his expression appeared blankly for a moment.
Before Pei Ran took a closer look, he had already cleaned up his expression.
"Baby," Luo Qingshan took off his hat, "Are you tired of waiting?"
Pei Ran got up: "No, I'm watching the game strictly."
Luo Qingshan glanced at his roommate and reopened the game strictly without giving him any look.
However, Luo Qingshan didn't mind Yan Zhun's character. He took Pei Ran's waist and bowed his head to kiss him, but Pei Ran blocked him with his palm.
"You are all sweaty." Pei Ran finished speaking and took a step back. "You go take a shower, and then we go to eat?"
Luo Qingshan lowered his mouth slightly: "Okay, I'll go, you wait for me."
When Luo Qingshan was taking a bath, the charging cell phone rang suddenly.
Pei Ran lowered his head subconsciously.
[You received a message]
Luo Qingshan set the phone to not preview the message.
When he left school a few days ago, he played Tetris with Luo Qingshan's mobile phone. He remembered that there was no such setting.
After taking a shower, Luo Qingshan put on his hat again: "Go, baby."
When Pei Ran closed the door, he couldn't help but glance at the person playing the game.
Yan Zhun has put on the headphones again.
Pei Ran opened his mouth, and within a few seconds of hesitation, Luo Qingshan held his wrist gently.
"Why are you in a daze? Go, there will be no place for a while."
The door of the dormitory was closed, and the running game characters in the game stopped suddenly, turned their heads strictly, and took a deep look at the direction they left.
Luo Qingshan came back very late.
When he came back, Yan Zhun was still playing games, and the enemy was swept to death by his guns, very brutal.
Luo Qingshan is chatting with someone on the phone: "I just arrived in the bedroom... dinner? The new restaurant next door to the meal is not delicious, the taste is very weak, I will not go anymore... The game is not played by me, it should be Pei Ran Seeing my computer was on, I turned it off easily."
After hanging up the phone, Luo Qingshan climbed onto the bed and put the quilt on top of his head, thinking about what happened in the afternoon.
In the afternoon, Su Nian confessed to him.
Su Nian and Pei Ran are completely two types. When Su Nian confessed, there were tears in her eyes, and she almost cried, even her lips were red.
"I thought you were not coming back tonight."
Unexpectedly, Yan Zhun would talk to him. Luo Qingshan was taken aback for a moment, and then pulled off the quilt: "How is it possible, the school is in this broken suburb, and the surrounding hotels feel dirty and never want to live."
Yanzhun walked to the sink on the balcony and said nothing.
But Luo Qingshan's mind is a bit confused now, and he wants to chat with people, so after Yanzhun turned off the light and went to bed, he finally couldn't help turning over.
"Yan Zhun, what did Pei Ran talk to you today?"
"Nothing to talk about."
"You didn't speak ill of me, did you?"
"What's wrong?"
"Ah, don't wash socks..." Luo Qingshan put his hand under the back of his head, "Tsk, don't boys have this problem? Mainly, Pei Ran is a little bit clean."
"Nothing."
Luo Qingshan asked a lot, and Yan Zhun actually answered them one by one, although the answers were very brief.
"Then you think Pei Ran is good, or Su Nian is good?"
After saying this, the dormitory fell silent for an instant.
Only then did Luo Qingshan realize that he said smoothly, and said hurriedly: "I'll just talk about it..."
"Pei Ran."
"what?"
Yan Zhun closed his eyes in the dark and repeated: "Pei Ran."
Irritability and certain unspeakable irritation entangled in Luo Qingshan's heart. In his mind, Yan Zhun is just a wooden existence. He is not good at speaking, does not like to chat, and will not break his mouth outside.
So when he speaks, he loses a lot of sense.
"Yes, Pei Ran is the best looking boy I have ever seen in my life." Luo Qingshan murmured, "You haven't seen him in high school, wearing a white shirt with a nice face and nice hands. Even his neck looks good. Did you see his legs? They are long and straight. He learned to dance when he was a child, so he has a very beautiful figure."
"Ok."
Luo Qingshan was immersed in his own world, and when he didn't realize that Yan Zhun responded to him, he used a tone of approval.
"It's also very clean, the whole person is very clean... So when I knew he likes boys, I chased him without thinking."
Pei Ran is very difficult to follow, no matter how unhappy it is, Luo Qingshan went to beat the boy who was promoting Pei Ran's temperament everywhere. After half his life, he finally chased him.
The sharp cell phone ringing interrupted Luo Qingshan's words.
Luo Qingshan suddenly returned to his senses and picked up: "Hello, Su Nian?"
He is still thinking about it now, and his tone is very cold at first: "I was about to fall asleep, so I didn't say...what? My feet started to hurt again?"
After chatting for a while, Luo Qingshan got up and said, "I'll go to your dormitory to have a look, you open the door."
When Luo Qingshan opened the door of the dormitory, he heard the person behind him say coolly: "It's the night, go to treat the classmates' legs?"
Luo Qingshan smiled: "Come on, don't tease me, I'll go to the bedroom upstairs to have a look and leave the door for me."
After Luo Qingshan left, Yan Zhun got up from the bed and took the cigarette to the balcony.
In the dark night, Yan Zhun breathed out a puff of smoke, and the fog put a white gauze on the moon, making it look more ethereal and distant.
After a long time, strictly quasi extinguished the smoke.
He lowered his eyes, concealing the depression and unwillingness surging in him.
"grass……"