waste heat

Chapter 48

Last time I agreed, I will go to his house.

I didn't expect this day to come so soon.

Cheng Yan came over in a hurry, without preparing anything, only brought a mobile phone.

There was no class for the next two days, and Song Yu no longer cared about the basketball game. The dormitory was too busy, so Song Yu suggested taking him back to have a look.

Cheng Yan agreed.

He has never been to Song Yu's house before. Song Yu lives in his aunt's house. He came here for the first time today. Cheng Yan is cautious. Although he is not a social fear, he is a little nervous when meeting Song Yu's friends and relatives. I am afraid that if I do not perform well, I will not be liked by others.

"Why?" Song Yu was infected by his nervous appearance, stood at the door, holding the doorknob and said, "I'm not taking you to see your parents."

Cheng Yan patted him, embarrassing, pushed him and said, "Go in quickly." He hated Song Yu for revealing his nervousness, he really can't be a human being.

Song Yu was pushed into the door, Cheng Yan followed behind him, and asked just after entering the door: "Do you want to change your shoes?"

Many people have such scruples. They are worried that guests will dirty their floors. I usually hear my mother complain that a bunch of guests come to the house just after the mopping. Cheng Yan would care about those things that the parents complained about.

"No need." Song Yu entered the door, pushed the door shut, and there was no one in the empty living room.

"My aunt is not at home," Song Yu threw the key on the table, "She hasn't left work yet."

Cheng Yan walked into the living room and took a look. It was different from his house. The aunt’s house was obviously more spacious. There were green plants and a fish tank in the corner of the living room, which was quite elegant. The whole house was light blue The decoration is fresh and simple, and the color is easy to calm down. After Cheng Yan came in, he felt much cooler without turning on the air conditioner.

"It's so beautiful." Cheng Yan said after appreciating it.

Song Yu looked up and said, "My uncle and aunt are both engaged in interior design, and they also have ideas for house decoration."

No wonder, Cheng Yan looked at the beautiful living room and could already imagine the bedroom, it must be beautiful too.

"That's great," Cheng Yan said, "Are your colleagues acquainted?"

"Well, we met at work." Song Yu turned on the air conditioner, and there was already some cool breeze in the room.

Standing in front of the fish tank, Cheng Yan looked at the flexible thing in the fish tank, whether it was a fish or a snake, and asked, "What is this?"

The colors are beautiful, green and blue for a while.

"Colorful eel," Song Yu came to him and knocked on the fish tank, "isn't it beautiful?"

"Well, but it's kind of scary," Cheng Yan hugged his arms, "it's kind of like a snake."

Anyway, he doesn't know how to keep this kind of thing. Although it swims beautifully, he can't accept this kind of long mollusk.

Always thinking about what to do if it jumped out.

"Are you afraid of snakes?" Song Yu looked at him.

"Aren't you afraid?" Cheng Yan said, "Snakes are so scary."

"It's okay." Song Yu said.

fine?It's not good at all, he is the kind who would throw away his phone in fright when he accidentally saw a picture of a snake on the Internet, conditioned reflex, and even broke the screen of the phone several times for this reason.

"Is it your aunt who wants to raise it?" Cheng Yan asked.

Song Yu said: "No, I want to raise one."

Cheng Yan was startled: "Huh? Why?"

Song Yu said: "I just think it's very beautiful."

Cheng Yan couldn't understand it, because he was afraid, and he didn't appreciate the colorful eel too much. He only knew that the color was amazing when it floated.

Especially when he saw the bloody scene of the colorful eel devouring other fish, Cheng Yan shuddered, didn't look at it for too long, took a few steps back, and turned around.

At this time, he found that Song Yu was staring at the fish tank closely, looking at the bloody scene in the fish tank calmly, there was a small fish that was bitten bloody swinging in the fish tank, and was not eaten in time, the blood and water melted As one, marching feebly.

Song Yu raised his hand, knocked on the blood-red water, and said in a low voice, "It's beautiful."

Cheng Yan felt a little strange, what's so beautiful about it?It was even a little creepy, he didn't want to continue watching, so he grabbed Song Yu's wrist and said, "Take me to your room."

Song Yu came back to his senses: "Okay."

Coming to Song Yu's room, it is different from the elegant decoration in the living room, it is gray and black, there is a bed in the middle of the wall, two wardrobes next to it, and a computer desk at the opposite corner of the bed, with a large monitor , occupying half of the area of ​​the computer desk, there is no clutter on the desk, it is simple and clean, similar to Song Yu's style that Cheng Yan expected.

The only thing that Cheng Yan had a problem with was the overall decoration color. He said, "Don't you think this color combination is too depressing?"

The color tone is not bright, the first time you look at it, you will feel that the style is strange, and the color is different from the usual white wall, but after a long time, you will feel suffocated and feel a little breathless. Cheng Yan does not particularly like this decoration style. After thinking about it, he still prefers the brightness of the living room.

"Just get used to it." Song Yu sat on the bed, lit a cigarette, and when Cheng Yan turned around, he found him smoking.

"Hi." He instinctively covered his nose.

Song Yu held the cigarette around his fingertips and said, "Still hate the smell of tobacco?"

Cheng Yan said: "It's very choking."

He hasn't seen Song Yu smoking for a long time.

Song Yu stood up and walked to the balcony, "Then I'll go outside to smoke, and come back after smoking."

"Farewell," Cheng Yan held him back, "Just don't smoke after smoking one."

Song Yu stayed and didn't go out, but stood in front of the open balcony, leaning against the glass window, and his eyes fell on Cheng Yan.

"Mechanical keyboard," Cheng Yan stroked the keyboard with his fingers, "Do you play games?"

Song Yu said: "I don't want to hit it, I just like the sound of it hitting."

Cheng Yan nodded, thinking of Zhang Teng's mechanical keyboard, "There is a person in our dormitory who also has a mechanical keyboard, and the typing sound is really noisy."

"Does it affect your sleep?"

"Very." After Cheng Yan finished speaking, he found the power button and asked, "Can I see your computer?"

Song Yu raised his hand: "Whatever you want."

He brought him here, and there was nothing to avoid him.

Cheng Yan turned on the computer and didn't do anything else, just want to take a look at it. From the software on the desktop, he can know what Song Yu likes and what he usually does, so he can get to know him better.

But this start-up, before he knew anything else, he was tortured by the dazzling wallpaper. At this moment, Song Yuzheng said, "Wait a minute," but it was too late, the computer had already started, and the eye-catching screen and wallpaper stimulated Cheng Yan. Lowering his eyes, he squinted to see that there was nothing but the eye-catching red wallpaper, and he felt something was wrong.

Song Yu came to him and changed the wallpaper in twos and twos. Cheng Yan looked at him and asked in puzzlement, "Why use such a dazzling wallpaper?"

Song Yu said: "I forgot to remind you, it's all right."

Cheng Yan looked at this normal-colored wallpaper, and he reminded: "It's very hurtful to the eyes."

Song Yu said: "Understood."

Cheng Yan said: "I don't play, I just take a look."

Song Yu said: "You want to know if I can play games or not?"

Cheng Yan acquiesced, he really wanted to know if Song Yu could play games, because he said he could, but there was no game icon on the computer interface.

"I don't play, just occasionally. When I'm bored in the dormitory, I will play a game with them. I usually don't play by myself." Song Yu said.

"I thought you could take me with you if you can play games," Cheng Yan said, "Because I don't know how to play games, I seem to be out of place with my roommates."

Those were sad years, for example, today, he should be sitting in the Internet cafe and crying with them while filming the keyboard, but because of the game idiot, he sat alone in the dormitory and watched the movie dullly, until Song Yu appeared and took him away.

Otherwise, he would have to watch movies all day, no, today, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, they all have to go to the Internet cafe, and Cheng Yan will have to be bored for a week.

"You want to play games because you like to play, not because you want to blend in with someone," Song Yu said, "Everyone has a field they are good at."

"But everyone knows how to play. I feel strange if I don't know how to play. There will be a lot of common topics."

"That's true," Song Yu said, "If you want to learn, I'll teach you. What do you want to learn?"

Cheng Yan said in surprise, "What do you know?"

Song Yu said: "I have played several popular games at the moment. I can't compare with your roommate's skills who can make orders, but it is still no problem to teach you."

"I don't know what Zhang Teng and the others are playing. It's a shooting game, and there's a hero named Teemo in it. There's a barrel or something. Teemo looks like a squirrel."

"That's a raccoon," Song Yu couldn't help laughing, and knocked Cheng Yan on the head, "You haven't even heard of the League of Legends?"

"That's the league. I've heard of it. I've heard it all the time. They don't talk about the league. They keep talking about LOL. I don't know if it's a game anymore."

"It's the same one," Song Yu said, "but it's a bit difficult to get started with League. For someone like you who hasn't played games before, there are too many things to learn, and it's easy to lose patience. Well... let's try CS, I I think CS is easier."

At the same time, Song Yu has already logged into the steam account, and found the Cs game in it. It takes time to log in, and this kind of large game always needs to wait patiently for a while to load the interface.

After entering, Song Yu opened a training camp. He didn't intend to teach Cheng Yan to learn that kind of thing. He just wanted him to try it out, feel it, and feel free to continue playing if he wanted to. Start with the single-player training first. Cheng Yan put his hands on the keyboard: "Come on, put your hands down, this hand is holding the mouse."

Cheng Yan looked around, then looked up at the interface, there was only one gun, and there were a few unmoving people in front of him.

"Practice shooting first, find the feel, aim at the enemy in front, and press here," Song Yu said: "The left and right buttons are used to switch directions and screens, and you can shoot wherever you point the mouse."

"So simple?" Cheng Yan's operation is simple, because it's a solo training, there is no difficulty, but the screen turns around a little bit dizzy.

"The official game is not easy. Now you are playing non-moving bodies. You need a sensitive response to go in and fight real enemies."

"Can't you change the knife?"

"Yes." Song Yu pressed a button at random, and the gun immediately turned into a knife.

"I'll try." Cheng Yan thought about it, and Song Yu stood behind him, watching him amuse himself.

Song Yu's cell phone rang, he glanced at it, then patted Cheng Yan on the shoulder, "Practice first."

Cheng Yan nodded.

Song Yu walked out, it was Han Chengyu who called, asking him if the game was over.

"It's over, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, come out and have a drink."

Song Yu heard the noise over there, and said, "Where are you?"

Han Chengyu said: "The bar."

His interest was not high, Song Yu said: "What's wrong?"

Han Chengyu said: "It's okay, I'm so bored, can you come and play for a while?"

Song Yu: "On my side...he is here."

Han Chengyu understood, ahed, and then said: "Then bring him along."

It seemed really boring, Song Yu said wait, he asked, hung up the phone, Song Yu came behind Cheng Yan.

"I hit it!" Cheng Yan smiled at him, "Look, I hit several."

Song Yu put his palm on top of his head and said, "It's really powerful."

Cheng Yan said: "Maybe my talent is here."

Song Yu smiled softly, bent down, pressed Cheng Yan's hand, and breathed hot air in his ear, "I'll show you a headshot."

Cheng Yan was not in the mood to watch some headshots. At the moment Song Yu bent down and pressed against his side, Cheng Yan's heart was pounding. His eyes fell on the screen, but his mind was on Song Yu From time to time, it rubbed against the skin of the back of his neck, and Cheng Yan didn't dare to breathe.

After Song Yu performed his headshot, he didn't leave just like that. He still pressed Cheng Yan's hand, and the two looked at each other vaguely. Can't hear anything else.

Cheng Yan's eyelashes were trembling, and he lowered his eyes while looking at each other. He was never good at entangled with Song Yu's eyes. This was a difficult test for him. The frequency will only make him more flustered and unnatural.

But Song Yu didn't allow him to lower his eyes, he was slightly intoxicated, Cheng Yan's eyes were very clear, much more beautiful than the colorful eels struggling to show themselves in the fish tank, Song Yu ordered in a low voice: "Look at me. "

Cheng Yan raised his eyes reluctantly.

Song Yu raised his hand and put his arm around Cheng Yan's chin. After he caught it, he raised his hand slightly, and his lips approached like this.

one two Three……

The heartbeat is so fast, it's Song Yu, the person in front of him is Song Yu, Cheng Yan's mind is full of trivial matters, various voices are circling in his mind, are you coming?Is he going to kiss me?now?No……

Cheng Yan turned his head suddenly, the taut string broke, and the ambiguous atmosphere was interrupted in an instant. His fingers were bent and curled up, not letting go of the keyboard, and he pressed it firmly in his hand.

Song Yu didn't blame him, but stretched out his hand and slid across his cheek teasingly, "Not ready?"

Cheng Yan withdrew his hands from the keyboard and tugged at his clothes.

There was a sound of opening the door outside, Song Yu covered Cheng Yan's head with his palm, and rubbed his head, "I can't hide."

After finishing speaking, he walked to the living room, opened the door, and there was a woman standing outside, and there was a voice of conversation.

Cheng Yan stood up and walked to the living room, a woman who looked only 30 years old smiled at him, Song Yu introduced: "Aunt, this is Cheng Yan."

"You are Cheng Yan." My aunt looked at the embarrassed Cheng Yan in surprise, and saw a blush on the boy's face. My aunt didn't ask, but said, "You are so handsome."

Cheng Yan didn't know what to say, he just called after Song Yu and said, "Hello, Auntie..."

My aunt looked at him and said, "You're welcome, it's like being at home, I know you, Song Yu mentioned it to me."

Cheng Yan looked at Song Yu, Song Yu spread his hands, he walked back to the room and went out with the car keys.

"Auntie, I'll go out with him first, don't wait for me at night, eat first, the food is hot, in the microwave, you can eat it right out of the oven." Song Yu put the food in when he was free, and counted the time Just right.

"Where are you going?" Aunt asked.

"My friend called me out. I'll come back at night. I don't need to keep the door open. I've got the key." Song Yu grabbed Cheng Yan's wrist and took him out, "Come with me to see Han Chengyu."

Cheng Yan hadn't recovered from the ambiguous incident just now, but Song Yu didn't seem to think about it anymore. Cheng Yan persuaded himself to get back to normal quickly, and he asked, "Why did you go to see him?"

"It's okay, drink and drink." Song Yu said, "Your favorite activity."

Cheng Yan followed him, but he still couldn't let go.

He looked at Song Yu's back and said, "Song Yu."

Song Yu stopped and looked back at him.

Cheng Yan's hand was still being held, he didn't take it back, and the other party didn't let go, Cheng Yan lowered his head and said, "Are you not angry?"

Song Yu frowned and asked, "Why are you angry?"

Cheng Yan said: "Just now..."

Song Yu didn't know that he still had a grievance in his heart. It's hard for him to be scared for a while. Song Yu pulled him. It was too sudden. Cheng Yan ran into his arms. Song Yu said with bright eyes: "I'm going to be angry now." Now, there will be endless quarrels between us in the future, but I can't say that I don't mind at all, I need you to adjust yourself and be prepared, okay?"

Cheng Yan felt relieved and said, "Okay."

The two went downstairs.

Cheng Yan asked: "How do we go?"

"Go by car," Song Yu said, "There is my uncle's Chevrolet downstairs and a motorcycle. You can choose which one you want to take."

"can you drive?"

"Who are you underestimating?"

"You know everything, and your relatives are so rich," Cheng Yan said, "You can't really be a rich second generation, can you?"

Song Yu turned around and said in a whispered tone: "Maybe I am, ready to marry into a wealthy family?"

Cheng Yan stretched out his hand and said wisely, "Master, marry me quickly."

"Small."

"what?"

"Your integrity."

Cheng Yan beat Song Yu's chest hard, then stood on tiptoe, hugged Song Yu's neck, and followed Song Yu to the underground garage.