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"What are you doing?"
Sambo glanced at the two beds on the left and right, and consciously lifted the quilt of the single bed in the middle.
On the left, Cheng Che was leaning against the headboard looking at his phone, with earphones in his ears and he was too lazy to take them off.
On the right, Dan Heng was lying on his side against the wall, with one hand bent and pressed under his head, and the other hand still holding the mobile phone.
"Listen to the recording and think about whether anyone has asked me a riddle today." Cheng Che slid his fingertips across the screen of his mobile phone without even raising his head.
Dan Heng snorted and said softly, "Give a red envelope to Sanyue."
"Eh?" San Yueqi took out his phone and looked at it, his puzzled eyes fell on Dan Heng, "Why are you sending me a red envelope? But let me make it clear... sending me a red envelope won't cure my acne."
Dan Heng opened his eyes, the mask stuck to the cold-faced Xiao Qinglong's face, "I'd like you to help me buy a few clothes online, the kind without zippers or buttons."
He, Danheng, refused to be exposed.
March 7:…
"That's fine..." Sanyueqi blinked and looked at Sangbo again, "What about you? Do you want me to buy you some non-fading underwear online?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sambo rolled over from the bed as if he had just faked his death, "It's no use."
The smile on the dark blue-haired man's face finally disappeared, leaving only a feeling of despair.
"What does useless mean?" San Yue Qi was a little confused and turned to look at Xing, "Do you understand?"
"I understand." Xing nodded, picked up the gift bag full of delicious food, put her arm around Sanyueqi's shoulders and walked to the next door, "What it means is that after Cheng Che said that, the color will fade if it doesn't fade."
Sanyueqi opened his mouth and said, "Is that so?"
The two of them walked away while talking in low voices. With a slight sound, the door of the boys' dormitory was closed.
Cheng Che raised his eyes and glanced at the door, then got out of bed and locked the door, "I'll be here for the first half of the night?"
"Yeah." Dan Heng put his phone on the bedside table and lay flat on his back with his arms as a pillow.
The blanket was draped over her belly, and her other hand was pressed on it, "Call me when the time comes."
There was a gap in the curtains, and I could just see the scene downstairs by leaning against the head of the bed.
Sangbo turned around and looked at Danheng, "Didn't you guys have a night chat about this process?"
Dan Heng closed his eyes and said calmly, "No."
Explore, fight, and have nightmares.
Who has time to chat at night? Don’t you think you don’t use your brain enough during the day? !
Thinking of the nightmare, Dan Heng opened his eyes.
He sat up from the bed, leaned his back against the wall, hugged the quilt, and looked at Cheng Che, who was sitting two aisles away.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Che raised his eyes, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, "Can't sleep? Change shifts?"
Dan Heng shook his head and thought for a moment before speaking, "What would you do if you had a nightmare about the same person every day?"
It seemed like I suddenly found the correct way to use Cheng Che.
Cheng Che was stunned and his eyes fell on Dan Heng's face.
Only two night lights on the bedside table were on in the room. The expression of the cold-faced Xiao Qinglong could not be seen clearly in the dim light, but it was obvious that he was not very happy.
Cheng Che thought for a moment, "Is this person alive? What type of nightmare?"
Dan Heng nodded, "Being chased."
If it was death, it wouldn't be a nightmare.
"Oh, then just give your blessing." Cheng Che looked up from his phone, thought for a moment and said, "Chase her... If you chase her too fast, you'll get stuck in your crotch. Why don't you pay more attention..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a trace of speechlessness flashed across Dan Heng's eyes.
He recalled his nightmare and hesitated, "Anything else?"
Cheng Che raised his head slightly, "Do you want me to bless your nightmare?"
"Yeah." Dan Heng nodded, not feeling uneasy at all.
Cheng Che pursed his lips and thought carefully for a long time before speaking, "Isn't crotch jam enough? Do you know how much damage crotch jam can do to a man?"
I don’t know what kind of nightmare Danheng had, but it shouldn’t be about being chased by a woman.
Being chased by girls is a sweet dream as long as they are not Sadako or Kayako...right?
Dan Heng looked at Cheng Che and recalled everything carefully in his mind.
Indeed, crotch jam can be very harmful to a man!
"Friends!" Sambo weakly raised his hand and waved it in front of the two people's sight, "Does your night chat mean to be toxic to everyone?"
"Maybe." Cheng Che glanced out the window and glanced at Dan Heng again, "Go to sleep. I hope you dream tonight that he chases you and gets stuck in the crotch, and falls flat on his face in front of you."
Chapter 63: I have the will but not the strength, please understand.
Late at night, Cheng Che listened to the recording while keeping vigil, trying to find out who was trying to riddle him.
But unfortunately, Swarovski short-circuited before he could say two sentences.
On the bed next to him, Sambo stared at the ceiling, "I seem to smell a delicious food."
"Maybe it's next door." Dan Heng rested his head on his arms and also looked at the ceiling.
I have to say, this room is not only not soundproof, it can't even block out the smell of food.
The two grown men stared at the ceiling in silence. After a while, they turned their heads and looked at Cheng Che with expectant eyes.
Cheng Che leaned against the head of the bed, occasionally raising his eyelids to check if anyone was sneaking around him.
After a while, he turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
In the dim light, Sambo blinked his eyes, "Do you smell a very tempting smell?"
Cheng Che was stunned for a moment, then he stood up slightly and looked out the window.
Trash can, in.
"Go beg next door?" Cheng Che hesitated, "Or should we go down and look for food now?"
Sangbo thought for a moment and said, "Maybe we can go down and look for it first. If we find it, we can eat it all by ourselves. If we don't find it..."
Go next door.
It’s a good opportunity to secretly experience the joy of rummaging through the trash can late at night.
Cheng Che stood up and said, "Let's go."
Once you get addicted to pigs, you really can't delay.
As soon as the words came out, the two big men who were lying straight in the boys' dormitory turned over, quickly put on their coats and shoes, and picked up the sacks and disposable gloves used to rummage through the trash can from the table.
“Why is there nothing here?”
Sambo bent over and looked at the trash can in front of him, hesitantly saying: "Although it's not dirty, it's a little too clean."
Not to mention the various small items in the gift boxes, there wasn’t even any garbage!
Hearing this, Cheng Che pushed Sang Bo away, bent down and took out a gift box from the trash can in front of him.
The gift box was pink all over, tied with an off-white ribbon, and the words on the greeting card were printed.
[Dear host, I wish you a pleasant night, presented by your thoughtful system. ]
Cheng Che expressionlessly tore off the greeting card and put it in his pocket, then threw the gift box to Sang Bo, "Isn't this here?"
Sambo leaned over to look at the card but didn't see it, so he sniffed, "What's in this?"
"Spicy crayfish." Cheng Che smelled the aroma in the air and turned to look at Dan Heng who was holding the sack in silence. "What do you want to eat? Or drink?"
Dan Heng frowned slightly, "How did it appear?"
He and Sangbo had confirmed that the trash can was empty, but as long as Cheng Che opened it...
Cheng Che touched his chin and said, "You should still remember the explosion that happened next to the train."
Dan Heng:......
remember.
Sanyue said that the expression on Cheng Che's face after he saw the explosion...
Like losing one’s parents!
That was the most vivid expression on Cheng Che's face that San Yueqi had seen since he met him.
Cheng Che spread his hands, "You can think of it as my backpack, but it exploded."
Dan Heng's eyelids twitched, and his deep gaze fell on Cheng Che's face.
"It exploded." Cheng Che explained seriously, "My private money was blown into pieces and scattered in every corner of the universe."
Dan Heng:......
Makes sense, but it doesn't explain why the food didn't spill out after frying.
"Friend..." Sambo squatted on the ground, opened the gift box, hesitantly stretched out two fingers and picked up a thin black cloth.
He carefully identified it, raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Che sincerely, "Will you be happier eating crayfish wearing stockings?"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che lowered his eyes and looked into the gift box.
There was a lunch box in the middle of the huge gift box, with tableware stuffed around it, but in the corner, there were not only stockings, but also something that would not pass the inspection.
Cheng Che's eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of desolation. He found a sealed bag, put those improper things in it, and then threw it into the trash can. "Maybe... I picked up too much."
Oh, no use.
The system exploded, but there is still some legacy.
If the wife’s curse is gone, then it’s really gone.
Cheng Che sighed heavily and walked towards the hotel under the strange gazes of his companions, "Let's go back and have dinner."
The adult male's body does not look thin, but at this moment, there is an inexplicable sense of sadness and loneliness.