Chapter 21 Chapter 21 Ning Ji finished feeding...
It was already past seven in the evening when Ning Ji finished feeding the cat and returned to the dormitory.
He put a large bag of cat food into the drawer, and a few messages popped up on his phone. The president of the volleyball club asked him if he had time to celebrate his birthday tonight.
Ning Ji had a good relationship with the president of the volleyball club. He took a shower, sent a message to Yan Sui to report before going out.
Ning Ji was forced to drink as soon as he arrived at the birthday party box. He was a great volleyball player, and when he lost, a group of girls on the team burst into maternal love, which made the boys on the team envious and forced him to drink whenever they got the chance.
Ning Ji couldn't escape and was forced to drink several rounds of wine. After a few hours, he felt dizzy. He was afraid that he would turn into a cat after being drunk, so he planned to send the location of the box to Yan Sui to prevent the drunk calico cat from using his body to crawl around in the box.
He held his dizzy head and poked at his phone, and found that the font on the keyboard on the screen was getting bigger and smaller. He squinted his eyes, moved closer to the phone, and tried hard to see the characters on the keyboard clearly, but he couldn't see them clearly. In the end, he could only send a voice message to Yan Sui in a vague way.
When Yan Sui in the dormitory received the news, he was lying upright on the bed, holding the talisman paper peacefully, intending to purify his mind.
The person lay down, but the phone was not on silent mode, and messages popped up with a ding-dong sound.
Yan Sui opened one eye and looked at the lit screen of his mobile phone sideways. He wanted to open the phone to check the message, but he was afraid that the person who sent the message was Ning Ji.
After a moment, he opened his eyes, his gaze wandered, and he began to deceive himself by thinking - what if the person who sent him the message was not Ning Ji?
He just took a look.
Even if it was really a message from Ning Ji, I would go to sleep after reading it.
If it wasn't Ning Ji who sent him a message so late at night, what if it was something very important? How could he miss such important news because of Ning Ji?
The young man lying on the bed picked up his mobile phone without looking away, and clicked the pop-up box calmly. His hand speed was so fast that the network speed couldn't react and it kept showing "loading".
Several voice strips popped up.
Yan Sui's hands were faster than his brain. He clicked on the voice bar and heard Ning Ji's unclear voice. He mumbled a few words repeatedly, but the word order was a little mixed up. He sounded confused, as if he didn't even know what he was saying.
All he knew was that he kept whispering softly which KTV he was in, and that if he turned into a cat he should remember to come find him, and that he would be waiting for him there.
Some of the voice messages seemed to be spoken right next to the face, with a soft breath.
Extremely obedient.
Especially the last sentence, "Please pick me up" in a low voice, which was vague and like a act of coquettishness, and it was a critical hit.
Young Master Yan had never heard Ning Ji speak to him in such an obedient tone in his life.
Half of Yan Sui's body on the bed suddenly felt numb. He did a sit-up in a daze, then stood up and sat on the bed like a sleepwalker, unable to calm down at all.
Two minutes later.
Yan Sui's mind was filled with the last sentence "pick me up". He started to feel hot and immediately got out of bed, changed his clothes, and went to the KTV to pick someone up.
Arriving at the KTV, Yan Sui found the private room according to the voice messages, pushed open the door, and saw Ning Ji leaning against the sofa in the corner with his head tilted, his long legs spread out, his eyes slowly looking at the colorful spots of light in the room.
The people in the volleyball club didn't know about his relationship with Ning Ji. After reading the message Ning Ji sent him, they felt at ease handing the drunk Ning Ji over to him.
Yan Sui helped the drunk Ning Ji into the car, checked his phone, and found that he had passed the dormitory access control. After hesitating for a few minutes, he took the drunk Ning Ji back to his home.
The drunk Ning Ji was a little noisy. He staggered when he was helped out of the car, and his body fell limply into his arms, forcing him to stretch out a hand to protect Ning Ji's waist.
He helped him from the underground parking lot to the elevator entrance. The drunk Ning Ji grabbed his hair and kept mumbling something.
After entering the elevator, Yan Sui leaned over slightly and listened carefully, and found that the drunk who was pulling his hair was muttering that it was annoying that he was so tall.
After struggling for most of the day, he finally helped the noisy Ning Ji into the house. Seeing the drunkard holding his hair and tilting his head, Yan Sui suddenly became timid and pinched the soft flesh on the drunkard's cheek.
A drunkard's cheek was puffed up by the pinching of his soft flesh, and he slowly reached out to hit his hand.
Yan Sui was hit twice, his eyebrows raised high, and he pinched the drunken cheek, "You have no conscience, I went to pick you up for nothing."
"You're going to the president's birthday, but not to other people's birthdays?"
A drunk wrinkled his nose and muttered something.
Yan Sui pinched the wrinkled nose of a drunk with his other hand and finally asked the question that had been lingering in his mind for several years, "Why didn't the high school come to my birthday party?"
A drunkard was in a daze and didn't speak.
Yan Sui pinched the soft flesh on Ning Ji's cheek like he was kneading plasticine: "Do you know how hard it was to get the game figures that year?"
"I paid so many people to wait for the prizes, and held a lottery at the party, waiting for you to be the shady guy..."
In his second year of high school, he held a big birthday party. He prepared Ning Ji's favorite game figures as raffle prizes for cutting the cake and invited everyone in the class.
But Ning Ji didn't come.
That day, Yan Sui waited for a very long time, so long that his parents urged him to start the cake-cutting ceremony. When he could not delay any longer, he slowly started cutting the cake and holding the lottery.
"Why didn't the high school come to my birthday party? Do they hate me that much?"
Yan Sui, who was pinching the nose of a drunkard, finally asked that question. He stared at the person in front of him, wanting to get an answer.
But the drunk Ning Ji couldn't say anything. He didn't say anything, tilted his head, and looked at the person in front of him in a daze.
Ning Ji's cheeks turned red after drinking, and they felt soft and hot against his palms. His thin lips were red, his eyelashes were incredibly long, and he was incredibly beautiful.
Yan Sui's throat rolled twice.
Perhaps it was because of the mention of high school that all those old memories came flooding back. Yan Sui remembered that his biggest wish during his three years of high school was to make Ning Ji obediently call him "brother".
Evil comes from my courage again.
Yan Sui lowered his head, held the drunk's face, and rubbed his soft white cheek with his cold fingertips, "Ning Ji, call me brother and let me hear it."
A drunk was looking at him dazedly, with his head tilted, looking a little dazed.
Yan Sui rubbed the drunk's cheek with his knuckles again and teased him in a coaxing tone, "Come on, call me brother and let me hear it."
He didn't have any hope that some drunkard would actually call him brother. He just simply felt that it was rare to see Ning Ji looking like a drunkard in this silly way. He felt inexplicably itchy in his heart and he had to tease him a little.
But who would have known that the drunk Ning Ji looked at him blankly and really called him "brother" slowly and obediently.
A drunkard, with his head tilted and his cheeks flushed, mumbled obediently and called him again: "Brother...Brother..."
Not brother, but older brother.
“…”
It was clearly the name he instigated, but when Ning Ji really called him brother, Yan Sui's brain suddenly went numb, as if he had been electrocuted, his heart was beating wildly, and his whole body was hot.
Just call me brother, why call me brother?
What’s the difference between this and acting like a spoiled brat?
Yan Sui felt that he really couldn't stand it. He actually felt that Ning Ji was so obedient at this time that he even wanted to bite Ning Ji's cheek.
Crazy.
I'm really crazy, my mind is not clear anymore.
Yan Sui's chest was heaving. He stood up in panic and frantically looked for the talisman paper. After searching for a long time, he remembered that he had left the talisman paper in the dormitory.
After searching frantically, he only found a bunch of pomelo leaves in the bag to ward off evil spirits.
Young Master Yan rolled and crawled, kicked open the bathroom door, picked up the pomelo leaves that could ward off evil spirits, threw them into the bathtub, filled the bathtub with water, and suddenly dived into it, soaking in the pomelo water in a state of shock.
It was a close call, I almost got possessed by someone else.
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