"What did Xie Shen say? Come on, share, share - Ah, Andrew, if you and Xie Shen really get together, you must ask me to take your wedding photos! If I can take a picture of Xie Shen's face with a high-definition camera, my life will be worth it!"
If Xie Chenyou was here, he would probably have some impression of the man who was talking - he was the man who used the third brother's cell phone to call him in his sophomore year and asked him to come over to pick someone up.
The third brother placed his phone upside down on the bar, lowered his head and took a sip of sake. He said, "This is my second serious confession."
The first time he confessed his love was to Xie Shen, but at that time it was because he knew that Xie Shen had a boyfriend and he felt unwilling, so he confessed his love under the influence of alcohol.
His photographer friend leaned over and said, "Believe me, it will work. You were too reserved before. You didn't dare to pursue someone you knew. You've shared a dormitory with her for four years, but you only hinted at her. If you could be more proactive, you might have met her parents by now."
The third brother didn't say anything, and his friend continued to chatter: "My method not only allows you to express your feelings, but also doesn't put pressure on the other party, and it also leaves you a way out in the end - even if he doesn't agree, you can still be friends in the future. It's a thousand times better than waiting for the result and then humbly saying 'If we can't be together, can we be friends?'"
He poked the third brother's arm and said, "Why don't you check your phone, just in case God has replied to you." Then he went to get Andrew's phone.
When the third brother touched his phone, he slapped it to stop his action and said, "My phone is vibrating, and there is a notification when he sends a message."
Even on a national holiday like National Day, the bar was empty early in the morning. The two of them were regulars here, and the bartender was the third brother's friend's girlfriend. He worked overtime to serve the two of them drinks and asked the kitchen to make some food for them.
Placing two plates of egg fried rice on the bar, the bartender yawned and walked in: "I'm going to go back to sleep. Just leave the plates where they are after you finish eating. Remember to lock the door when you leave."
"Thanks, LiSir." Andrew's friend blew him a kiss.
The bartender couldn't help but sneer: "Virtue."
Andrew watched the two of them flirting and felt like he couldn't eat. He quietly raised his phone to an angle, lowered his eyes to take a look, and still no message popped up.
Brother Xie really did what he said, 'Don't post anything without considering it.'
Although the friend didn't see the screen, he could guess the result by looking at Andrew's eyes, and comforted him: "Well, it may be that you are too familiar with each other, there is no novelty, and you think dating is boring. Don't hang on to the same tree. Wait until you finish writing your thesis, and then we can find a new partner."
"Let's talk about it later. I have to graduate first." Andrew drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, without touching the egg fried rice, and said, "Send this meal to your boyfriend. I'm leaving now."
"What are you doing?"
"Go back to the dorm and write your paper."
"Okay, come on, college bully."
Xie Chenyou had just finished drying his hair and hung the towel back in the bathroom when the cell phone on the armrest of the sofa rang again. This time it was his sister calling.
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How can a substitute top have feelings? (MTL)
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