dhibooks Chapter 30 Pretty Boy
Chapter 30 Pretty Boy
Chapter.30
On the way back in the car, Luo Meng kept smiling. Although he hadn't touched a drop of alcohol, he was already slightly tipsy.
The back row of the taxi is quite spacious, even though there are two big boys, there is more than enough space, but Luo Meng is leaning against Zhang Chenguang. He took out his commemorative coin and looked at it for a while, then forced Zhang Chenguang to take out his .
Luo Meng held the two commemorative coins in his hands, one on the left and the other on the right, and looked at them. After a while, he did something childish in Zhang Chenguang's eyes. He stuffed his own coin into Zhang Chenguang's pocket, and put Zhang Chenguang's in his pocket. into his pocket.
Zhang Chenguang was amused and puzzled: "Aren't they all the same?"
Luo Meng didn't agree with his superficial understanding, and replied: "Of course it's different. We are exchanging each other's happiness, which is very meaningful!"
Zhang Chenguang didn't understand the meaning of this, but he didn't want to continue to argue with Luo Meng, so he patted his head to show his comfort.
Zhang Chenguang himself was a little surprised. Since when, he became more and more proficient in this movement, and did it more and more subconsciously.
Luo Meng's stomach was distended, he really ate too much tonight, because it was cold in winter, the heater was turned on in the car, and the windows were closed, making him even more uncomfortable.
He moved to the side, opened the car window a crack, the cold wind brought fresh air in and hit his face, Luo Meng took a few deep breaths, feeling much better.
It was late to go back to school, but it was Friday, and the school kept going online at night, and with the festive atmosphere, there was a "quiet and lively" in the boys' dormitory.
Wu Hang and Bian Yutao are teaming up to play black games, and Luo Meng doesn't play games. They were very happy to see Zhang Chenguang come back and invited him to join them.
Zhang Chenguang waved his hand and refused. He thought that Luo Meng would talk to him for a while, but he didn't expect that the other party hurriedly washed up and went to bed.
Luo Meng wanted to lie down because he was not feeling well. He felt that his stomach was always swollen, and it would be better to lie on the bed and curl up slightly.
Luo Meng rested with his eyes closed, trying to fall asleep early, but he couldn't fall asleep in a daze. The sound of keyboard and mouse tapping was intermittent, and when it finally stopped, when Wu Hang and Bian Yutao also went to bed, Luo Meng was still half asleep. awake.
He thought, it must be the middle of the night.
The discomfort in the stomach became more and more intense, and there was a gurgling sound inside, as if something was rushing up.
Luo Meng was a little scared. He has always been a person who has a regular schedule and diet, and rarely gets sick. This feeling of wanting to vomit is already a very young thing in his memory. What should he do now, should he continue to lie down or To throw up in the toilet?
Luo Meng instinctively wanted to continue lying down. He felt that if he could fall asleep, all of this would probably calm down by himself, but he just couldn't sleep, tossing and turning restlessly.
The backlog of things in the stomach was almost up the throat, and being pressed by Luo Meng, he couldn't hold on anymore, and quickly got off the bed and rushed to the toilet.
Luo Meng didn't want to vomit in the pool, he couldn't stand the smell, and the movement was too loud.
He closed the toilet door, turned his head down, and covered his stomach with one hand, not trying to force the surge, and he was soon forced to vomit it out.
"Whoa..." Luo Meng vomited.
After throwing up a puddle, he felt much more relaxed in his stomach. There was a sour smell of fermented food in the toilet. Luo Meng hurriedly pulled the rope to flush the water away.
Seeing that there was nothing left, Luo Meng opened the door and went out. He rinsed his mouth in the sink, walked back to his seat weakly, poured himself a cup of hot water, and drank slowly.
Zhang Chenguang didn't have the habit of waking up at night, but this time he was awakened by urination. He brushed his hair, opened his eyes and got out of bed, but was startled by the black shadow below.
Zhang Chenguang held back his voice with a manly heart, took a second look, his mind became clearer, and he saw that it was Luo Meng.
He got off the bed softly, walked up to Luo Meng and asked, "Are you pretending to be a ghost here without sleeping in the middle of the night?"
Luo Meng should have been startled, but he was helpless and sleepy, so he simply omitted the step of being afraid, and it took a while for his brain to realize that he wanted to answer.
"I'm thirsty, drink some water," he said.
Zhang Chenguang went to the bathroom suspiciously. Luo Meng usually went to bed early and woke up late, like a little pig. He had never seen someone get up to drink water in the middle of the night.
After getting out of the toilet, Zhang Chenguang rubbed his nose and said to himself, "Why does the toilet smell so bad?"
Luo Meng didn't even have time to be ashamed this time. If Zhang Chenguang's words had any substance, he seemed to smell the sour smell again, and his stomach was throbbing. Luo Meng stood up and pushed Zhang Chenguang in front of the toilet door to rush go in.
He vomited again.
Luo Meng thought that he had vomited painfully just now, but this time he realized what it means to have an empty stomach. He clearly felt that he would never vomit again, and he really vomited cleanly.
There was a warm palm on the back, stroking gently from top to bottom, and the helpless words.
"Don't say you're uncomfortable, but pretend to be thirsty, do you want to wait for sudden death so that I can call the police?" Zhang Chenguang couldn't help but speak venomously.
Children can't even tell adults when they are sick, which is really difficult to raise.
Luo Meng didn't dare to talk back, the emptiness in his stomach made him unhappy.
Zhang Chenguang helped Luo Meng out of the toilet, let him lie down on the bed first, and then began to search for things lightly. There were no hot water bottles or warm babies in the male dormitory. He found a glass bottle, filled it with boiling water, and handed it to Luo Meng. He put it on his stomach through his clothes.
Zhang Chenguang rummaged through the box again and found a bag of sesame paste. He couldn't remember who gave it to him when. After checking that it hadn't expired, he took a cup and handed it to Luo Meng. He said softly, "Drink this before going to sleep. Otherwise, there will be nothing in the stomach, and it will be uncomfortable."
Luo Meng really felt uncomfortable, so he drank it in one gulp, his stomach was soothed, and he no longer tortured him.
Zhang Chenguang took the empty cup, hesitated and put it on his desk. The water pipes in the dormitory made a lot of noise. If they wash it now, the whole dormitory will have to wake up if they don’t want to, but he still obsessively compulsively throws away all the things he just rummaged through. Put it back in place.
Finally, he softly said to Luo Meng: "Go to sleep."
Luo Meng had been silently watching him go about his business, but now he nodded obediently, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart, but he knew it was warm.
The next day, Luo Meng's stomach ached no more. For the next week, Zhang Chenguang always felt that Luo Meng was silently watching him from the corner of his eyes, whether he was in class or eating, and he couldn't figure it out. I don't know if this is my illusion.
Soon the New Year's Day celebration in the courtyard began. This was not an official or school-organized event, but organized by the college's student union, so the scale was not large and it was not considered formal, but the freshmen who were willing to join in the event were not bad. Not much, after all, most people like to join in the fun.
Luo Meng was a little nervous backstage. He was wearing a crisp white shirt and a camel gray sweater. Qiao Jiayi helped him choose this outfit, saying it made him particularly handsome.
Luo Meng had never performed in front of so many people. Standing in the waiting area and pouring mineral water, her hands were trembling. Qiao Jiayi took a job as a stage manager and stood beside him to cheer him up.
She said: "Luo Meng, you have to cheer up. Let me tell you, when the time comes, there will only be light on the stage, and it will be dark below. You may not be able to see people clearly if you want to, and you are singing this song for It’s okay for a person to listen, just watch him for a while.”
Qiao Jiayi said the last, winking with a smirk.
These words made Luo Meng anxious: "Then where is he sitting? What if I don't find it?"
Qiao Jiayi threw out a chicken soup and said, "It doesn't mean that the person you like will shine in the crowd, so why can't you find it?"
Seeing that Luo Meng still looked anxious, she had no choice but to return to reality, and led Luo Meng to gently lift the opening curtain, her gaze lingering below the stage.
In the end, it was Luo Meng who discovered Zhang Chenguang first. He pointed to the audience and said, "There, there."
There was a bit of excitement and reassurance in his tone.
Qiao Jiayi rolled her eyes. It was pitch black under the stage, and the boys were all covered with shaggy hair. They can be found so easily. Could it be that they really shine.
"Okay, now let's invite Luo Meng from Class [-] of the Finance Department to present his wonderful performance." The hostess, who was not afraid of the severe cold and wearing a dress skirt, reported Luo Meng's name.
Luo Meng was gently pushed by Qiao Jiayi behind him. He bit the bullet and stepped onto the stage cautiously, taking the microphone from the host.
The lights on the stage were dimmed, and there was only a beam of top light following Luo Meng's figure. He tried to look down the stage, but he couldn't see clearly, Luo Meng felt relieved.
The prelude of the song has already sounded. This is a popular English song with a sweet and soft melody. Luo Meng closed his eyes and tried to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his heart, and began to sing.
Ilie wake tonight
I can't sleep at night
Seethings in black and white
Looking at the black and white world in front of me
I've only got you inside my mind
only you on my mind
Youknowyouh□□emademeblind
You know you got me deep
Ilie awake and pray
I lie sleepless and pray
that you will look my way
pray you'll look my way
Ih□□eallthislonginginmyheart
This longing burns in my heart
I know it right from the start
from the beginning i felt
Oh my pretty pretty boy I love you
Oh my handsome boy, I love you
LikeInevereverlovednoonebeforeyou
as if i never loved before you
Pretty pretty boy of mine
my handsome boy
Just tell me you love metoo
tell me you love me too
Oh my pretty pretty boy Ineed you
Oh my handsome boy, I need you
Oh my pretty pretty boy Ido
Oh my handsome boy, I mean it
Let me inside make me stay right beside you
Let me live in your heart, with you, with you
Luo Meng's ears turned red as she sang, and the cheers from the audience never stopped. Compared with the indifference of the previous performances, it was not a treat at all.
At the beginning, these people applauded involuntarily because of the astonishment of Luo Meng's opening voice, but later they reacted to the title and meaning of the song and booed excitedly.
Zhang Chenguang sat quietly on the seat, and heard the girl in the back seat say excitedly: "Pretty boy! He sang boy! Oh my god, all the little shou these days are so good-looking!"
Zhang Chenguang's eyesight is excellent, he can clearly see Luo Meng's gaze projected from time to time in the dark, and the starlight in his eyes.
Zhang Chenguang's lips were tightly pursed, and the line of his jaw tightened.
He finally realized that something was wrong, Luo Meng sang this song for himself.
The author has something to say:
Straight man Zhang Chenguang is about to face a wave of shock
People who eat melons have expressed their joy~