Wild and easy to tame

Chapter 24

Who resonates with your brain waves.

Early the next morning, Feng Zhuo woke up.

Opening his eyes, he looked sleepily at the room, and after a few seconds of dullness, he remembered that he drank too much last night.

This is Duan Yi's bedroom.

And he was lying on Duan Yi's bed.

Feng Zhuo said "Fuck", and a carp sat up straight.

When Duan Yi opened the door and came in, Feng Zhuo was jumping off the bed.

"Are you awake?" Duan Yi seemed to raise his eyebrows unexpectedly, without any ups and downs in his tone, and said to Feng Zhuo, "After washing up, go downstairs for dinner."

"That..." Feng Zhuo hesitated to speak.

Duan Yi, who was about to turn around and leave after speaking, looked over again and asked, "Huh?"

Feng Zhuo apologized, "I drank too much last night."

Duan Yi said: "I know."

"I... I'll help you take off the bed sheet, quilt cover and pillowcase." Feng Zhuo looked guilty, and couldn't help explaining: "I don't remember what I did last night. I accidentally took your bed. I'm sorry."

Duan Yi said "Yes", "No need to withdraw, I will do it myself later."

Feng Zhuo felt that Duan Yi might not like others touching his things, so he didn't insist on forcing it.

"Then I'll brush my teeth and wash my face," Feng Zhuo asked after finishing speaking, "Do you have a toothbrush..."

Duan Yi seemed to have lost his patience, frowned slightly and replied: "There are bathrooms."

"Oh..." Feng Zhuo scratched his messy hair, and stepped into the bathroom with his chicken nest head on his head.

He stood in front of the sink and saw a cup and a new toothbrush on the stage, so he picked them up and used them.

The side effect of getting drunk is waking up with a headache.

While brushing his teeth, Feng Zhuo closed his eyes and let his mind go blank.

Feng Zhuo really basically had no memory of what happened after getting drunk last night.

He only vaguely remembered Duan Yi saying that he wanted to be an aircraft designer.

aircraft designer.

It's awesome to hear.

What about yourself?

Feng Zhuo sighed, clueless.

He thought he just wanted to study hard and get back the letter from his grandma to the school leader.

As for college entrance examination volunteers and future ideals.

talk later.

After a while, Feng Zhuo stopped brushing his teeth suddenly.

For some reason, two sentences sounded very clearly in his mind.

"You are not wrong, Feng Zhuo, you are not wrong."

"There will always be someone who is happy that you exist in this world."

He opened his eyes suddenly, staring at himself in the mirror in disbelief, his face full of bewilderment.

what's the situation?

What I said and did last night made Duan Yi, a stubborn person, say such soft comfort.

Or... is this his imagination?dream? ?

Feng Zhuo couldn't tell whether these two sentences were actually said by Duan Yi himself.

He washed up and went downstairs with doubts.

After sitting down next to Duan Yi, Feng Zhuo tilted his head and approached Duan Yi and whispered, "I didn't say anything excessive last night, did I?"

Duan Yi glanced at him, and asked back in a flat tone: "How can it be too much?"

"Is it too much for you to ask me to tie my hair?" After he finished speaking, he sneered.

Feng Zhuodeng was a little ashamed.

He defended himself with a guilty conscience: "I'll talk nonsense when I'm drunk, don't take it seriously."

While Feng Zhuo scolded himself subconsciously for how obsessed he was with Duan Yizha, he was glad that what he said was this and not something else.

So... the two sentences that flashed in his mind while washing up seemed to be a dream.

But why did he dream that Duan Yi would comfort him?

Could it be that... subconsciously, he expected to be comforted by Duan Yi?

Saved a life!

This is too fucking hypocritical!

Nothing like him!

Feng Zhuo tried his best to get this guess out of his mind.

Duan Shulan smiled and asked Feng Zhuo: "Did Zhuo Zhuo sleep well last night?"

Feng Zhuo couldn't help remembering that he occupied Duan Yi's bed.

With a calm expression on his face, he replied with a calm smile, "Well, you're a pretty good aunt."

"Do you have a headache?" Duan Shulan asked with concern, and then said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to drink too much, and you got drunk before you had two drinks with Xiao Yi."

Feng Zhuo's face was a little red, and he chuckled, "My drinking capacity is rounded up to zero, and I'll get drunk after drinking a little, and then I don't know anything."

"After that, you have to be more careful and try not to drink too much outside." Duan Shulan said softly, "You can drink appropriately at home."

"Okay," Feng Zhuo responded obediently, and said sweetly, "Thank you, Auntie, for your concern."

Duan Shulan smiled and said, "You don't think I'm meddling in my own business."

"How could it be!" Feng Zhuo raised his voice at the end, and he said to Duan Shulan solemnly: "I just like someone to take care of me, Auntie, you are so kind."

Feng Zhuo and Duan Shulan chatted with each other very speculatively, while Duan Yi, who was sandwiched between them, was always silent and did not say a word, just lowered his head and ate unhurriedly.

After breakfast, Feng Zhuo stayed at Duan Yi's house for another day and asked Duan Yi to make up a day's lessons for him.

In the evening, when Feng Zhuo greeted Duan Shulan and said he was leaving, Duan Shulan enthusiastically persuaded him to have dinner before going back.

Feng Zhuo didn't agree this time, and he said in an apologetic tone: "I sent a small message to go to his house for dinner."

Duan Shulan, who had never asked Feng Zhuo a word about his family and parents, felt something was wrong, but she didn't say much, she just smiled and said: "Then you will come to the house often in the future, and if you have a chance, Auntie will cook for you in person."

Feng Zhuo nodded happily and agreed: "Okay, I will definitely talk to Auntie again."

Aunt Li called Duan Shulan in the living room, saying that she needed to answer the phone.

Duan Shulan turned around and went back to the house.

There were only the two of them left at the door, Duan Yi finally couldn't bear it: "Who are you looking for?"

Feng Zhuo blinked innocently: "Look for Auntie!"

"Auntie and I are too speculative!" He smiled, "I really like Auntie."

Duan Yi expressionless: "Oh."

Only then did Feng Zhuo grin and say, "I'll stop by to see you then."

Duan Yi looked indifferent: "No need."

"Tsk." Feng Zhuo went down the steps, pushed the bicycle by the wall, raised his legs to straddle the car seat, and then waved to him: "Let's go! Thank you for the hospitality these two days."

After Feng Zhuo left, Duan Yi went upstairs to the bedroom.

Standing in the room, he glanced at the desk, where there were empty bottles of Feng Zhuo drinking Yakult and the packaging of snacks after eating.

The guy used his red pen and just threw it on the table, and didn't know to put the pen holder back for him.

The computer page is still stuck in the window where he watches anime, and he should close it if he doesn't know if he is not using it.

The pillow on the chair was pressed by him for a long time, and now it looks a bit flat.

Even the pendant that he took off from the zipper of his schoolbag when he was bored was still hanging on the handle of his desk drawer, forgetting to take it away.

Duan Yi's eyes finally fell on the bed.

Pillows, sheets, and quilts have all been touched by him.

There were traces of him all over the house.

Duan Yi sat on the edge of the bed, slowly fell back, and finally lay flat on the edge of the bed.

He pulled the quilt over his face.

Then close your eyes and breathe, the breath is getting more and more difficult.

The scene from last night gradually emerged in my mind.

Feng Zhuo grabbed his hand and pulled him closer, forcing him to bend down and look at him closely, smelling the alcohol on his body.

The heartbeat in the chest began to become stronger again, and the roots of the ears also became hot.

Even the hand that he grabbed at that time seemed to rekindle the warmth, like a cluster of fire burning.

Duan Yi tightened his hand on the quilt bit by bit, and finally squeezed the quilt into a deep whirlpool.

And he was almost out of oxygen.

So annoying and dry.

Feng Zhuo had dinner at Yan Jia's house, and received gifts and new clothes from Tang Zhi.

After dinner, Feng Zhuo didn't stay at Yan's house, he went back to Qinghe Garden alone with his things.

After getting out of the elevator, I found the Sanhua cat lying on the door, as if waiting for him to open the door.

I don't know how long I've been here.

Feng Zhuo said in surprise: "Zhu Zhuo!"

The three-flowered cat turned its head, then stood up and rubbed back and forth around his legs, meowing as it rubbed.

Feng Zhuo knelt down and touched it, and said with a smile: "You know you came to me when you're hungry? You little scumbag."

Then he unlocked the door with the key.

Feng Zhuo put his schoolbag and shopping bags on the sofa, then took out a box of canned cat food from the cabinet, opened it, and put it in front of the Sanhua cat waiting at the door.

For the next ten minutes or so, the Sanhuamao just ate the canned food, and Feng Zhuo patted it left and right.

In the end, he chose three photos that he thought looked good and sent them to Moments.

Feng Zhuo: "The little scumbag is back home. 【Three photos jpg】"

Yan Jia commented: "It's a little scumbag, what are you? A boudoir who waits for the little scumbag to come home?"

Feng Zhuo replied: "Your uncle! We can't justify it if we don't fight."

Xiao Yuanqiu commented: "What a cute cat, what's its name?"

Feng Zhuo replied to him: "The name bestowed by the emperor—— Zhuo Zhuo."

Duan Yi came out of the shower to browse Moments, and saw Feng Zhuofa's post.

Because he, Yan Jia and Xiao Yuanqiu are also good friends, they can see their comments and Feng Zhuo's reply to them.

It turned out that it was not "Zhuo Zhuo" that he called out while squatting on the path that night, but "Zhuo Zhuo".

He didn't comment, just silently nodded.

After quitting WeChat, Duan Yi leaned on the bedside and watched the video of Feng Zhuo going crazy after getting drunk several times last night.

After a while, he opened the webpage, entered a few Chinese lyrics, and found the title of the song that Feng Zhuo sang along to.

Then Duan Yi opened the music software again, searched for the song, clicked to share, selected "partially visible" in "who can watch", and then clicked on the contact whose profile picture was a dirty three-flowered cat.

Finally, press publish.

1 minute passed and there was no movement.

5 minutes passed and still no response.

Ten minutes later, there are still no unread messages in WeChat Moments.

Duan Yi pinches the phone, presses the screen to turn it on and off, opens and exits WeChat.

I don't know how many times I went back and forth.

Finally, after more than half an hour, I received a like from the other party.

He waited greedily, hoping a comment would pop up.

After 1 minute, there is an unread message displayed on the interface.

Duan Yi's heart skipped a beat suddenly.

He clicked on it, and it was Feng Zhuo's comment on his post.

[Squeaky: Brain wave resonance, isn't it?I was listening to this song when I saw your circle of friends. 】

Since adding Feng Zhuo's friend, Duan Yi hasn't added a note name to him, so Feng Zhuo's WeChat nickname has always been displayed.

Duan Yi stared at the three words "Zhiuuuh", another word came to mind.

He returned to WeChat and changed his WeChat name.

Changed from "Y" to "噫".

Then click on Moments of Moments and reply to Feng Zhuo: [Who is resonating with your brain waves. 】