Pride & Lust (43)
The comments were in chaos, and someone knocked on the door. Things had come to this point, and the solution was very simple.
Song Shu felt a slight headache, and he turned off the live broadcast without any expression. The dazzling screen disappeared, and the world felt much quieter.
The only roommate left was outside the door.
Although I don't want to face it, there is no option to escape.
After opening the door, Ming Yan didn't seem to be abnormal. Song Shu's heart was beating fast. He was still a little nervous. He grabbed the door with his white fingers and looked at Ming Yan straight in the eye. He could only see Ming Yan's chest.
The person came out, and Ming Yan put down his hand that was about to continue knocking on the door. Song Shu's dangling alopecia were right in front of him, trembling.
"What do you want?"
Song Shu's voice was not firm, and he felt a little guilty. Ming Yan lowered his head and couldn't help but stroke his silly hair. He said helplessly: "Don't be nervous, I knew about you a long time ago."
Song Shu:?
"Knocking on the door and sending messages are just worrying about you."
Ming Yan looked past Song Shu and his eyes fell on the computer screen which was still on. "Since the incident was so serious, I was worried that you would feel bad, so I came to ask you."
"I didn't expect you to start a live broadcast."
Turning his gaze back, Ming Yan pinched his fingers and said, "So are we going to eat?"
555: [? ]
Song Shu: “…”
Song Shu thought about it, but he was actually a little confused. What did Ming Yan's knowledge of his identity have to do with Ming Yan's asking him whether he wanted to eat or not? But Ming Yan was so frank, so he felt less embarrassed.
"You have nothing else to say?"
Ming Yan nodded, "Maybe."
Ming Yan never plays by the rules, and Song Shu can't figure out what he means, so he follows Ming Yan with his eyes.
Ming Yan looked past him and pointed at the pause button on the webpage: "You clicked the wrong button. This is just the pause button for the live broadcast, not the end button."
Song Shu: "Oh oh," he was about to go over, Ming Yan said again: "Do you need me to turn it off for you?"
Song Shu walked over and asked, "Is it okay? Is it too much trouble?"
"Won't."
Ming Yan clicked the pause button. The words "The host will be away for a while~I will be back soon~" disappeared from the screen, and what appeared on the screen was Ming Yan's face, and Song Shu's half body leaning forward out of confusion.
The visual effect is as if they are shoulder to shoulder, appearing intimately on the screen.
=? ?
=? ? ?
=Official announcement? ?
There are more and more question marks in the barrage, mixed with colorful IDs, and there is a tendency for it to explode.
=It turns out that [Lingling] is not absent, but is on the screen
Ming Yan immediately turned off the live broadcast for Song Shu, apologetically saying, "Sorry, I accidentally showed my face. The only way to end the live broadcast is by pressing the pause button."
Song Shu: “…”
[He didn't mean for me to eat 100 kilograms of garbage data! ]
Ming Yan paused and said, "I'm really sorry."
Song Shu: “…It’s okay.”
…
Just fixed the AS forum.
Post: After a breakup, can a gay man who is diagnosed with the disease get better by taking Chinese medicine?
Post: Assassination of the Lingling Squad
Post: Living together? No wonder [Lingling] is so popular
0L: The corpse spots have become heavier. I'm really not jealous. By the way, I want to ask how to become [Lingling]. Also, have [Bi'an] and [Chocolate] ever lived with him?
I remember they were together for a while, if they hadn't lived together I would have been mentally balanced (?)
Post: Woohoo, so sad, what does this mean, is he really going to quit the Internet?
…
The number of posts suddenly increased, and the AS forum that had just been repaired collapsed again.
…
"I'm not indifferent."
Ming Yan sat on the sofa, opposite him was Song Shu, who looked a little overwhelmed.
Things were getting worse and harder to handle than he had imagined. Song Shu's mood was affected a little, "So what do you want?"
"I care about you a lot and I don't want to do anything about it."
Ming Yan looked at him steadily, with pure emotion in his eyes.
The other party was so sincere that Song Shu felt a little uncomfortable and even more anxious: "Why do you care about me? We have never met before."
How much can the care and concern shown in just a few days of being together be worth?
Ming Yan just shook his head: "I have seen it, but you don't remember it."
Ming Yan's family background was not very good. His mother died early and his father worked at the Song family's horse farm. He had known Song Shu very early, but Song Shu probably didn't remember him.
When he was very young, his father took him in and out of the Song family, and the sentence he said most often was, "Don't offend the young master of the Song family."
He is weak, often sick, and thinner than his peers.
This was what Ming Yan had heard of Song Shu from others. It was not until Song Shu started learning horse riding that Ming Yan actually saw Song Shu.
He is indeed smaller than his peers, and has a pretty, yet aloof face.
That day Mingyan was wearing an informal equestrian outfit, his forehead was sweaty. He looked up, but the dazzling spots blocked his vision and he couldn't see Song Shu's face clearly.
Ming Yan stretched out his hand, his voice a little hoarse because of the scorching sun, "Master, come down, I will hold you."
My father has a back injury, so he can only do some simple teaching. To really get started, you still need a bright inkstone.
The first time, Song Shu felt a little awkward, as if she wanted to hold his hand, but her strength was not strong enough and she inevitably fell into his arms, and then apologized to him in a somewhat dry manner.
Ming Yan was also a teenager at the time, but he often did heavy work, so he was naturally taller than his peers. He stopped steadily while holding Song Shu.
Being young, he couldn't control his emotions. The person in his arms was a little dazed and pointed at his nose. Ming Yan then realized that he was bleeding from the nose.
From then on, Ming Yan was the one who carried Song Shu off the horse, but when Song Shu was tall enough, he no longer needed someone to do it, and he could only watch Song Shu from afar. After that, Song Shu finished his equestrian class and never came to the horse farm again.
…
Ming Yan briefly talked about the past, and Song Shu's expression was indeed confused.
Ming Yan didn't care, "It's okay, it's not a big deal."
He looked at Song Shu and also at Song Shu's phone, "Your phone keeps ringing."
Song Shu started to get a headache when he mentioned this.
[彼岸] and [巧克力] are fine, but this group of anchors who were scolded by him seemed to be abandoned by him. They saw his Fetion account from somewhere and confessed their love to him in the friend verification like crazy.
Song Shu took the phone and turned on silent mode, and the world became quiet.
Ming Yan lowered his head to take the apple. Song Shu was unsure of Ming Yan's intention and his attitude was a little annoyed.
He found that he seemed unable to leave. Now he was only short of 70% of his lust value. Where could he get the remaining 30%?
When asked about 555, 555 just left a quick comment: "If you do more pornography, the audience will like it, and your lust value will naturally go up." Then he rushed to the karaoke competition.
Song Shu was so emotional that he didn't even try to hide it. He leaned back and asked, "Why did you call me out? What do you want to say?"
Ming Yan took a bite of the apple, put it back on the table, and looked at him: "I can help you."
"I know what you are going to do and what you are worried about."
Song Shu was stunned for a moment, and Ming Yan repeated: "I can help you."
555 was not there, so he didn't know what Ming Yan meant. Song Shu didn't respond directly. He looked at Ming Yan, and Ming Yan smiled: "Song Shu, you don't trust me."
Song Shu really wanted to say, they had only known each other for a few days, where did the trust come from?
Ming Yan has deep brow bones and soft facial features. He has the face of a school idol next door. He thought: "If I become your brother, you will trust me more?"
"The information says that you like your brother very much and are particularly tolerant of him."
"..." How the hell did Ming Yan know? Song Shu was really speechless now. He was silent, and his mood became more and more fucked up. 555 still went to participate in the karaoke competition at this time. He didn't understand how this green singing voice could rank?
555, who was rushing to the competition venue, sneezed and was wondering why the competition started early.
Ming Yan pushed the bitten apple over and asked, "Do you want to do it?"
"I can help you."
"If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave in the future."
"He wants to keep you."
Things were out of control, Song Shu felt a little flustered and upset. He looked at the wet gap in the apple and asked, "Who is he you are talking about?"
It wasn’t a difficult question to answer. Ming Yan said, “A miracle.”
Miracle.
If Ming Yan hadn't said it, Song Shu probably wouldn't have remembered the protagonist who had existed in this world from the beginning, the virtual anchor Miracle.
If you ask why he can't remember it, it's probably because Miracle is a man. If it was his wife who appeared, he would not only remember it, but also watch the live broadcast every day.
But this has nothing to do with him!!
Song Shu couldn't help but crawl in the dark, his CPU was burning and he couldn't figure out what this had to do with miracles.
"Ming Yan, I don't understand most of what you said."
Song Shu was a little annoyed, and his tone was not very good. Ming Yan looked at him and thought he was a little animal with angry fur.
Ming Yan's lips are typical smiling lips. He smiles when he purses them lightly. He tilts his head and his eyelashes tremble slightly.
Song Shu: "...Are you laughing secretly?"
"No."
Ming Yan covered his lips with his hand. Seeing Song Shu standing up and going back to his room, Ming Yan stood up, crossed the coffee table, held Song Shu's hand, and apologized sincerely: "Sorry, I was wrong."
"Song Shu, just know that I'm here to help you."
"He doesn't want you to leave, and he's in a bad mood now. From now on your...um, call it system? Your system will explain it to you."
Song Shu patted Ming Yan's hand without any expression. Ming Yan was not annoyed, but looked at his lips, "So, can we kiss now?"
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