Don’t Pretend to be Poor with Me

Chapter 26: Allergy

Song Yan didn’t know what Xia Zhiye was thinking, but felt that the two of them had squeezed the narrow bed of 1.2 meters in the dormitory anyway, and the single bed of 5.5 meters in the hotel was nothing that could not be squeezed. of.

And every time I sleep with Xia Zhiye, I always sleep more peacefully than usual.

Maybe Xia Zhiye has a smell that makes him feel very relaxed.

of nerve cells.

For example, the first night of insomnia after coming to Nanwu.

Like that hug in the dark.

So after Song Yan was too old to sleep without an adult, Xia Zhiye was the only bed partner who was specially approved by him to exist.

However, it is not enough for two big boys about 1.8 meters to squeeze into a single bed. Song Yanping felt a little cramped when lying down, so he turned on his side, but took advantage of the hazy head of the bed. The light of the light saw vaguely what seemed to be a red mark on the back of Xia Zhiye’s neck.

Xia Zhiye’s skin was white, the red mark was abruptly red, and the location was particularly ambiguous. When he thought of what the red mark might be, Song Yan’s eyes instantly cooled, and he reached out and pulled Xia Zhiye’s Pajama neckline.

Xia Zhiye was thinking about what to say while lying on the bed, when the collar was suddenly violently torn off, just thought Song Yan was so active?

I heard Song Yan coldly ask: “What is this?”

Xia Zhiye was a little confused: “What?”

“See for yourself.”

Song Yan took out his phone and pointed at his neck, took a photo and handed it over.

Xia Zhiye glanced at it, got a sense of it, sat up, and started to untie the belt of her pajamas.

Song Yan immediately showed vigilance, covered the quilt, and took a step back: “What are you doing?”

Xia Zhiye noticed his little gesture, found it interesting, turned his head, squinted his eyes slightly, and deliberately put his tone in an ambiguous and low tone: “You think that the lone man and the widow are in the same room with disheveled clothes, What can you do?”

“…”

You can do it.

Song Yan turned her back indifferently: “Go away, I am straight.”

Xia Zhiye lowered his head and chuckled, but did not answer, after all, just a month ago, he felt that he was straight.

It is not up to you to decide whether to be straight or not.

After all, would a straight man mind another straight man **** in front of him?

No.

After Xia Zhiye got the answer, he continued to untie the belt with great satisfaction, and explained by the way: “The hotel pajamas should not remove mites, so I’m a little allergic.”

When Xia Zhiye said this, the pajamas had completely left his body.

Song Yan frowned: “Go to the hospital?”

“No, just buy some medicine and wipe it.” Xia Zhiye looked ordinary.

It seems that this allergy should be the norm.

I usually look at Xia Zhiye as a man who does not eat meat, but I didn’t expect it to be quite squeamish.

Song Yan got out of bed, opened the suitcase, and took out a medicine box. After searching for a long time, she found a tube of ointment that was much larger than the usual ointment, and turned to Xia Zhiye and said: ” See if you can use this.”

Song Yan is also prone to allergies to things like dust mites, so Qin Qing has always kept this ointment in his medicine box. It is said that he brought it back from abroad. It can basically deal with most of the less serious skin rashes.

Xia Zhiye originally planned to call an errand to buy some medicine and deliver it to the hotel. Hearing Song Yan’s words, he walked over, took the ointment, glanced at the plain English instructions on the package, and nodded: ” Yes, it can be used.”

“It works.”

Song Yan closed the suitcase and got ready to stand up, but when she raised her head, her gaze inevitably went straight to a certain place. She was hit on the spot and her breathing stopped.

Xia Zhiye’s changed clothes have been sent to the hotel laundry room, and the pajamas have been taken off due to allergies, so at this moment only a pair of black boxer underwear is worn.

He was standing, Song Yan was squatting, and when he looked up, the visual effect was a bit too much.

“…”

Fuck.

What did this person eat to grow up?

Song Yan couldn’t help but cursed in her heart, then quickly lowered her head, took out the largest set of casual clothes from the suitcase and threw it to him: “Don’t be a **** hooligan.”

The corners of his mouth twitched.

Are straight men so shy?

No.

So my wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs should still be very attractive to Song Yan.

Xia Zhiye thought, and slowly put on Song Yan’s pants, but did not wear his top.

Song Yan couldn’t help but ask, “Are you very confident in your abdominal muscles?”

Self-confidence, but that’s not the problem.

Xia Zhiye raised the ointment in his hand: “How can you apply medicine to me when I put on clothes?”

Song Yan: “…”

Why should I help you apply medicine.

Xia Zhiye seemed to see what he was thinking, and explained slowly, “Because I can’t reach my back.”

“…”

The rash is mostly concentrated on the back, and Xia Zhiye really has nothing to do.

Song Yan couldn’t help him, so he could only kick Xia Zhiye on the sofa with a cold face: “Be honest.”

Xia Zhiye was actually itchy on her back, but she was afraid that Song Yan would be worried, so she didn’t say anything, so she honestly lay on the sofa and played with her mobile phone, trying to divert her attention.

This is the first time for Young Master Song to apply medicine to people. After putting on the transparent latex gloves, he stood by the sofa, not knowing where to start, he simply stepped on the sofa and sat down. He got on Xia Zhiye’s leg, and then slapped Xia Zhiye on the back: “Don’t move.”

Xia Zhiye: “…”

I dare not move.

This posture, I am afraid that it will cause an accident.

But Song Yan is really thin, and she doesn’t feel heavy when sitting on his lap.

And although the technique is very unfamiliar and clumsy, it is not difficult to feel the gentle cautiousness of the deliberate slowdown.

The cool paste is very comfortable to apply to itchy skin.

Thinking, gentle, will hurt people.

Xia Zhiye didn’t feel that there was anything wrong with the three adjectives he put on Song Yan, he just silently enjoyed the top service from Song Yan.

The phone rang indifferently.

It was a WeChat call from Shang Huai.

After Xia Zhiye picked it up, he realized that it was not a voice but a video. Just as he was about to ask him what was going on, Shang Huai’s big face on the screen instantly changed from beaming to dull and stiff, and finally to shock.

“Xia…Master Xia…you, you and Brother Yan…you…Fuck!”

Slot what slot? What’s all the fuss about?

Listening to Shang Huai’s shout of doubting the collapse of his life, Song Yan Leng looked up at Xia Zhiye’s mobile phone screen.

Then saw the small frame in the upper right corner of the screen, Xia Zhiye was lying on the sofa without a shirt on, sitting behind him, wearing latex gloves holding a tube of ointment.

In addition to the faint red rash on Xia Zhiye’s neck and the background of the hotel room at first glance, even though it is just applying allergy medicine, the whole picture is very imaginative.

Song Yan: “…”

Shang Huai: “…”

Xia Zhiye: “…”

Two mobile phones, two cameras, three men at the crossroads of life, silenced across the radio waves.

After a long while, Shang Huai was heartbroken: “Master Xia, although I thought something might be wrong with the two of you, I never imagined that you are the one under pressure!”

“…” Xia Zhiye asked calmly, “Are you a fool?”

Shang Huai did not admit that he was a fool, but thought that Xia Zhiye might not be able to face the reality, so he comforted with tears: “It’s okay, Master Xia, it’s great to be 0 for love, we all understand .”

You know what.

Xia Zhiye didn’t bother to talk nonsense with him, took the ointment from Song Yan’s hand, and ran into the camera: “Letters?”

Shang Huai shook his head.

Xia Zhiye: “Baidu.”

“Oh.” Shang Huai bowed his head obediently, paused his fingers for a moment, raised his head stiffly, “Allergy medicine?”

“Or?”

“…”

Shang Huai touched his nose embarrassedly: “Then you can’t blame me, mainly…”

He originally wanted to say that it was mainly because you and Song Yan were too **** in normal times, but when he saw Song Yan’s face behind Xia Zhiye that was so cold that he could directly soak in formalin, He swallowed hard, and said sincerely: “The main reason is that I am full of yellow waste, I am shameless, I am dirty, I am shameless.”

Song Yan’s expression on the screen finally softened, he got off Xia Zhiye and went straight to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Xia Zhiye didn’t bother to bother with Shang Huai, and said casually: “Okay, what’s the matter with making a video call to me at night?”

“Good thing!” Only then did Shang Huai remember his true purpose tonight, and a trace of excitement appeared in his eyebrows, “I’ll show you something!”

The camera turned and was facing the computer screen.

On the screen is a message.

[Sender]: Wanyue Entertainment

[Subject]: Interview Notice

[Text]: Congratulations to Mr. Shang Huai for passing our Demo audition, please attend the second round of interviews at 10:00 am on October 5th, address…

Xia Zhiye reacted: “Have you passed the audition for the singer you mentioned earlier?”

Shang Huai turned back to the camera: “That is necessary, but the audition is sorry for my father Xia’s love like a mountain.”

“Okay, then tell me what you are missing, I will always be your stalwart father.”

“I’m not missing anything, I just want to meet you for dinner in the evening. I’m going to Beijing early tomorrow morning. If I choose this time, I may not come back. It’s time for a casual meal.”

After finishing speaking, Song Yan just came out of the bathroom, heard a word and a half, and asked, “What is it?”

“It’s nothing.” Xia Zhiye explained smoothly, “It’s just that Shang Huaihai has been selected, and he will go to Beijing for the retest on the 6th. I will leave early tomorrow. Before leaving, I want to invite us to a meal.”

“The re-examination on the 6th, tomorrow is the 3rd, why go so early?”

Xia Zhiye also realized this problem and asked Shang Huai: “What’s the matter with you going so early?”

“Hey, what can I do in Beijing.” Shang Huai sighed helplessly, “It’s not because of poverty. I didn’t dare to tell my mother about it, I only have It’s less than 1,000 yuan, and I can’t even buy a round-trip high-speed rail ticket, so I can only take the green train.”

Song Yan really has no idea about the word green train.

Xia Zhiye explained: “The green leather car from Nanwu to Beijing takes almost thirty hours.”

Shang Huai added: “And it’s still a hard seat.”

Song Yan: “…”

Inconceivable.

“But then you have so much money on you, where do you go to live in Beijing?” Xia Zhiye asked Shang Huai.

Shang Huai had a very open expression on his face: “Just find a black Internet cafe and make do with it for a night, so when I become popular in the future, I will blow this experience out, absolutely inspirational, absolutely It’s touching, and it’s definitely a highlight in the biography!”

After speaking, she seemed to have fallen into a beautiful fantasy about the future life, and kept giggling.

Why so blindly optimistic.

Xia Zhiye looked very angry and funny: “Okay, don’t be beautiful there, send me the address, I’ll come with Song Yan later, see if I can get you some more money.”

“I really don’t need to chip in…”

“Okay, stop talking nonsense, I’m hanging up.”

asked in a low voice, “What are you thinking?”

“Nothing.”

Song Yan pointed at the number of bank card balances just checked on the phone screen, and responded perfunctorily.

Although she returned her credit card to Song Minghai, Song Yan never worried that she would be short of money.

Because since childhood, Song Minghai has never treated him badly in terms of economics, no matter how cynical he is, and the New Year money given by those uncles and aunts every New Year adds up to six figures.

So Song Yan always thought that she still had a lot of money in her card.

But he didn’t expect that he would be able to spend it normally. All the balances were added together, and there was only 7518 yuan left.

For him, this amount is to the point where he can’t even afford a decent coat in winter, but now he has to use it all the time for the New Year.

Song Yan remembered Shang Huai’s happy and excited look just now, but still made a decision, raised her head, looked at Xia Zhiye, and said casually: “I will transfer five thousand to you, you will transfer it to Shang Huai Bar.”

Xia Zhiye met his gaze and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if questioning.

Song Yan seems to be not good at expressing this kind of goodwill, a little awkwardly avoiding his eyes, but still pretending to be casual: “Anyway, there is not much money, let him take a plane back and forth, find a A decent hotel, take care of yourself a little bit, don’t embarrass our No. 3 Middle School.”

I was worried that Shang Huai would be too **** the green leather car and not rest well, and he might be in danger while sleeping alone on the streets of Beijing, so I wanted to help him, but I had to say it so coldly look.

Really proud.

Xia Zhiye looked at Song Yan’s awkwardly avoided eyes, and couldn’t help but smile.

But Tsundere is cute.

If grandpa didn’t freeze his card, he could directly help Shang Huai, but now he really has no money for the time being, and this matter is urgent again, so he replied: “Okay, this is I borrowed the money for him, and I will pay it back to you years ago.”

Why, go to accompany your good sister?

Thinking of this, Song Yan felt uncomfortable, drooping her eyelids, looking down at Xia Zhiye, who was sitting on the sofa disheveled: “What are you going to pay back?”

Xia Zhiye: “?”

What does this mean? What can I pay back without borrowing money? Do you use…

Xia Zhiye felt as if he understood something at that moment, raised his head, and said with the sadness of a strong woman remarrying: “If you have to do this, it’s not impossible.”

Song Yan: “?”

Song Yan: “…”

Song Yan: “.”

It’s not impossible to **** you.

Song Yan raised her leg and kicked a big hooligan on the sofa.

The big hooligan hurriedly grabbed his ankle with a smile, trying to preserve the integrity of his man.

It fell onto Xia Zhiye.

The forehead just hit Xia Zhiye’s hard shoulder, and he gasped in pain. Before he could curse, he heard a creak coming from the door.

Looking back, Shen Jiayan was holding the door handle, standing at the door, keeping the door open, looking at the two people in the room with disheveled shirts and the unknown paste on the floor, fell into a kind of Silent stiffness.

Three seconds later, the door was closed.

“You continue.”