Chapter 29 You just like girls, don’t you?
Monday's Econ class was scheduled for 2 p.m. Logically, Ning Zhiran had a full morning to sober up. But after hanging up the phone, Ning Zhiran couldn't sober up at all.
It’s not so much that the alcohol is still in effect, but rather that the erotic dream last night was so shocking.
Kissing someone the entire time in the dream.
Just kissing.
Nothing else.
Still with a man.
Or with the palace dog.
Ning Zhiran curled up in the quilt and pretended to be dead, sweating profusely.
It’s over, it’s over, it’s over, it’s over. He must have been lonely for too long, and he has developed some problems.
The collapsed Ning Zhiran lay in a half-asleep and half-awake state for two hours.
...and then bounced up on his butt.
Ning Zhiran grabbed her phone, opened WeChat, stared at the note called "Palace Dog", and quickly changed the note on Gong Huai's WeChat.
I was staring at the new note when Gong Gou sent me a message!
This person is dangerous: Is he awake?
Ning Zhiran's heart was pounding.
Little Rabbit Teeth: What happened?
This person is very dangerous: I was just at your house, doing some work, and now it's over.
This person is very dangerous: If you get up and can move, I will pick you up, and we will have something to eat together, and then we can go to class together.
Ning Zhiran's heart beat faster, feeling guilty.
Little Rabbit Teeth: What are you doing here? What can you do here?
This person is very dangerous: There is a house for rent nearby, and I plan to sell it. I will cooperate with the agent to open the door.
Ning Zhiran's teeth chattered with jealousy. As expected, the pretentious guy is still the pretentious guy.
Before he could figure out what to say in reply, a WeChat voice message saying "This person is dangerous" suddenly popped up.
Ning Zhiran was so frightened that the phone almost flew out of her palm.
He took two deep breaths, trying to pretend nothing had happened, and pretended to be calm: "Hi."
Gong Huai's voice was clear and cold: "I will be at your house in fifteen minutes. If you have nothing to do, come downstairs in fifteen minutes. I will be waiting for you downstairs."
A very domineering palace dog.
Ning Zhiran subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Gong Gou's words "I have a house here" just now made Ning Zhiran angry.
Looking for a house? Looking for a house of that size! There are so many houses in W City! This is amazing! It's amazing to be rich!
Ning Zhiran thought furiously, "Okay, you want to treat me to a meal? Fine! I'll eat! I'll spend your money!"
Eat until you're dead, you idiot. Eat until you're broke. Eat until your belly is round and you won't leave.
Ning Zhiran said fiercely: "Okay, see you later."
Gong Huai: "Okay, right?"
Ning Zhiran: “What!”
Gong Huai was amused by Ning Zhiran's angry look. He smiled on the other end of the phone, and his tone was unexpectedly doting: "Don't you want to see me?"
Ning Zhiran straightened his back: "How could it be!"
Who is afraid of you?
Gong Huai: "See you later then. Um... Finn."
Ning Zhiran hung up the phone angrily.
Thinking that they would meet in fifteen minutes, he rushed into the bathroom like a fighting cock, took a shower, blew his hair, and tidied himself up carefully, not wanting to lose face in front of Gong Gou.
Yes, it was just a dream yesterday. It was just a side effect of his long-term singleness and loneliness. It can't be said that he had any improper thoughts about Gong Gou.
This is ridiculous. Ha. Ha, ha!
Ning Zhiran slapped his face, trying to get rid of the dream scene from his mind.
But those fragments of last night's memories continued to fall into his brain one after another.
In his dream, Gong Huai used the tip of his tongue to push open the gap between his teeth, slowly drawing circles in his mouth. Every movement brought a sticky sound of water, making his mouth begin to melt uncontrollably, and his brain turned into a pool of glowing bubbles. He subconsciously went to meet it, grabbing Gong Huai's shirt tightly, pulling the clothes into wrinkles. Silver threads overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and dripped down bit by bit, uncontrollably...
Ning Zhiran: “…………”
I’m about to forget, quickly, ahhhhhhhhh!!!
Ning Zhiran ran several laps around his small home before he felt a little calmer.
When matching clothes, he felt much more sober.
Gong Gou sent a message saying he was going downstairs, and he felt very calm.
But when he sat in the passenger seat of Gong Huai, damn, his brain, which had just been formatted, recovered on its own. It was crystal clear, without missing a frame, and it loaded the file in one second.
Ning Zhiran was so scared that she looked up in the car.
Just happened to meet Gong Huai's eyes.
Ning Zhiran's breathing stopped.
Gong Huai glanced at Ning Zhiran meaningfully, took out a packet of medicine from the side door, and picked up a can of ice cola and handed them over.
"I just bought some hangover medicine," Gong Huai said. "Take it. I'm worried you'll feel uncomfortable during class this afternoon."
Ning Zhiran reached out to take it blankly.
As a result, his hand accidentally touched Gong Huai's hand.
An electric current flowed along Gong Huai's fingertips and went straight into Ning Zhiran's brain.
Ning Zhiran's hand trembled and he quickly withdrew his hand.
No, what's going on with this ambiguous atmosphere?
Ning Zhiran laughed hard and said, "Why did you buy medicine for me? I feel embarrassed."
Gong Huai: "Finn, with our relationship, do you still need to be embarrassed?"
Ning Zhiran's hair stood on end: "What's the relationship?"
What's the relationship? You palace dog, hurry up and explain it clearly! Ahhhh! If you don't explain it clearly, I'll jump up and hit your knees!
But Gong Huai smiled in his heart.
—A relationship that has tasted everything in your mouth.
But thinking about what happened last night, Gong Huai was a little speechless. He took a detour and chose not to answer directly:
"We went out to eat fried chicken in the middle of the night, drank nine bottles of soju together, and sent you home in the middle of the night. With this kind of relationship, do you still need to be polite to me?"
Ning Zhiran sighed, letting out a sigh of relief. But only half-relaxed: "After you sent me home, did you go home?"
Gong Huai thought that there seemed to be nothing wrong with saying this, so he just said "hmm".
Ning Zhiran's remaining breath finally subsided. He lowered his head, unscrewed the can of Coke, gulped it down, and swallowed the pills cleanly. He then asked, "Where are we going to eat?"
Gong Huai: "Let's go have some breakfast. If you're hungover, it's better to eat something light. There's a place that tastes pretty good. I'll take you there to try it."
Soon, the car turned into the door of a luxurious restaurant.
The waiter led them to their seats and they sat down face to face. Gong Huai pushed the menu to Ning Zhiran, just like he did when they had dinner last night.
They looked at each other.
Ning Zhiran's face began to heat up again. This was a repeat of the scene from last night at the fried chicken restaurant.
He quickly lowered his head and focused on the menu——
Holy crap, a plate of dry fried beef noodles costs over $30? Why not just go grab it???
But never mind, there are suckers paying for it.
Ning Zhiran picked up his pencil and quickly ticked off the items. He ticked off the ones he wanted to eat, the ones he wasn't so keen on, the ones he wanted to try, and the ones he just liked because of the pictures.
As he clicked, Ning Zhiran's scalp felt a little numb.
Because Gong Huai has been looking at him.
He knows.
From the moment he put down the first stroke, that gaze was glued to his face, never moving away.
Ning Zhiran's face felt a little hot from that gaze. She tilted her head uncomfortably, pretending to study the menu.
But that feeling was like the kiss in the dream was still continuing, sticky, hot and shivering.
Ning Zhiran quickly finished ordering and threw the menu aside: "I, I need to go to the bathroom."
After saying that, he turned around and ran away quickly. After locking the toilet door, he slumped down on the toilet lid and grabbed a handful of his hair.
No, he needs to chat with his close sister G, now, immediately, right now!
Ning Zhiran turned on Night Sound and started typing:
Ningning: Baby, are you there?
G replied quickly.
G: Yes, what’s the matter?
Ningning: I have something that I may need you to analyze.
Ningning: You said, things in dreams... won’t come true, right?
G: What did you dream about?
G: Had sex with someone?
Ningning: How did you know?!
G: Guessed. Am I smart?
Ningning: You're so smart! You must have a very high IQ! You're so smart, baby!
G: It’s okay.
Ningning: What should I do... I'm having dinner with the person in my dream right now, and I feel like I can't even look him in the eye anymore.
G:.
G: The person in your dream is Gong Gou, right?
Ning Zhiran lowered his voice and howled in grief in the toilet cubicle, making a straight man's scream.
Ningning: Wow, wow, yes, TT. But don’t worry, baby, I’m really straight! I don’t know what this dream means. Is it because I scold him too much and am too harsh with my words, and this is retribution?
G: Why is it retribution?
Ningning: How can this not be considered retribution?! I'm a straight man, and I have this kind of dream...
G: You just like women, right?
Ning Zhiran sensed that this conversation wasn't going in the right direction. G didn't want him to be straight? Besides being masculine, why did his words also smack of jealousy?
He asked tentatively.
Ningning: Yes, yes! Don’t worry, baby, I’m really straight. Even a few cows can’t bend it. I’m as straight as can be!
There was silence for a few seconds.
G: Oh.
G: But I’m a man.
Ning Zhiran's eyes widened, his heart jumping back and forth between "as expected" and "actually".
For a moment he thought he had seen it wrong, so he blinked violently and raised the phone to his eyes, looking at it over and over again as if he were checking counterfeit money.
?
You’re not seeing things.
This isn't right! He had clearly called G before? Although the voice was quite unpleasant, like Mickey Mouse, it certainly wasn't a man's voice—
Well.
Could it be that G-G is transgender? Is he transgender? Is it because he's still in the process of changing, and his voice hasn't completely become male yet?
That’s right, no normal person would have such an unpleasant voice.
Ning Zhiran's eyes almost popped out of her head in fright, G sent another message.
G: Since I’m a man, you don’t want to reply to me?
No way, this is too shocking. Luckily, he hadn't thought about dating G before. He actually always, always thought G was a girl! God, today's blows are really one after another.
But what can he do? This is the boss, it is his rice bowl, and as the saying goes, one cannot overturn one’s rice bowl with his own hands!
Ning Zhiran forced himself to wake up a little from the collapse, holding his heart and cheering himself up. "Wake up, Ning Zhiran. You have to treat everyone equally. You can't go hungry!"
He looked righteous and began typing against his conscience.
Ning Ning: No, baby. You are so nice to me, you come every time I live broadcast, how can I not reply you just because you are a man? I am not that kind of person.
Ningning: No matter you are a boy or a girl, you will always be my baby, Ningning's one and only baby
G: Really?
Ningning: Yes!
G: What if?
G: I want to fall in love with you.
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