It was almost ten o'clock, and Zhou Yibai was lying on the sofa boredly drawing pictures with a lithograph.

Meng Yu hadn't come yet, and I don't know what he and his friends ate, and they ate so late.

Zhou Yibai had looked at his phone countless times within an hour, and at this time he couldn't help but pick it up and watch it again. The conversation between the two was still stopped at the "When will it come" he posted an hour ago, and Meng Yu did not reply.

Did you go to other places with your friends after dinner?

Singing? Or go to drink? Or is there any inconvenient places to look at your phone? Zhou Yibai didn't go out to have dinner with friends other than Meng Yu. He didn't know much about what everyone did after the meal, and couldn't help but fantasize about it.

After thinking about some messy things, he shook his head. Meng Yu was not that kind of person.

His chin was pressed against the sofa, staring at the phone screen, hesitating if he should ask again.

But will Meng Yu find him annoying after asking?

"Oh..." Zhou Yibai sighed, tilted his head and pressed it on the sofa. He wanted to believe Meng Yu. Meng Yu said that he would come, he would come. Even if he didn't come, there would definitely be something that wouldn't be able to get rid of him.

When Zhou Yibai thought about this, he felt much better and supported himself to continue painting.

Five minutes later, his cell phone rang.

In order to notice Meng Yu's information at any time, he toneeded the ringtone to the maximum. When it rang, he was startled and quickly took it to see it.

"I won't go to your house today." Meng Yu said this.

"Ah?" Zhou Yibai looked at it for a few seconds before he realized it.

Meng Yu is not here? What's wrong?

Zhou Yibai instantly remembered that something happened to Meng Yu, but he called Meng Yu, but Meng Yu did not answer the phone.

He suddenly panicked, afraid that Meng Yu would have something to do.

After several consecutive calls, Meng Yu didn't answer. Zhou Yibai glanced at the clock and said at 10:50, a time to say whether it was early or not.

Zhou Yibai did not hesitate anymore and hurried into Ningning's room to confirm that Ningning was sleeping well. He pulled the quilt for Ningning and left the room, took a coat and went out.

If Meng Yu couldn't come because of a sudden job, he would be relieved, so he decided to go to Meng Yu's company to take a look.

There are many office buildings in their area. Everyone who should get off work at 10 o'clock in the evening is off work, and the streets are deserted.

Zhou Yibai was running on the empty street, panting, but he was so anxious that he dared not stop.

It took him six or seven minutes to walk, and he stood under the towering building with breath and looked up.

Meng Yu's office was by the window. He had seen outside in front of the large window and knew that he could see the office from this place.

However, after looking for a long time, he only saw a piece of darkness.

Not only Meng Yu's office is black, but the entire building is black and there is no one.

Zhou Yibai called Meng Yu again, but Meng Yu still didn't answer.

The nights in late spring and early summer were a little cool, and Zhou Yibai was sweating heavily and sneezed by the wind.

He wiped his face, staring at the phone screen before he had left.

"Brother? What's wrong? Are you safe?"

"Can you go back to me?"

"Where are you? At home?"

Zhou Yibai wondered whether he should go to Meng Yu's house to see it. However, although he had been to Meng Yu's house, he did not record the address at the beginning. He only knew that Meng Yu's house was on the other side of the city, and it took forty minutes to drive alone.

He knew that Meng Yu had another factory, but he never asked where Meng Yu's factory was, nor did he even dare to ask which brand of Meng Yu's company was.

He found that he had a very little understanding of Meng Yu.

Because he had never dared to ask questions, for fear that he would ask too much, Meng Yu saw through his true face and found that he was actually just the stupidest and most useless person. He began to get tired of him, just like countless people who hated him when he was a child.

Zhou Yibai thought of those disgusting eyes, and trembled and cancelled all the information that could still be cancelled, leaving Meng Yu with only a piggy expression.

After taking a last look at the building, Zhou Yibai slowly walked into the deserted night again.

At two o'clock in the morning, Meng Yu left the elevator in a state of alcohol.

He was already drunk, and a small part of his brain was barely running. He only remembered to bring the cat with him, and couldn't remember anything else. He forgot where his car was parked, nor could he figure out where he wanted to go. Finally, he walked a long way and came to Zhou Yibai's house again.

He slowly took out the key and inserted it into the door. After a long time of insertion, he realized that he was holding the car key.

Finally finding the right key, he opened the door and staggered into the door.

The moment the door was opened, Zhou Yibai, who was sleeping on the sofa, woke up and looked at the door in panic, thinking that it was a thief.

However, Meng Yu's steps were floating, and Maomao, who was put in the pet box, screamed uncomfortable. No thief would come to the door and bring a cat. Zhou Yibai knew it was Meng Yu, so he quickly turned on the light.

As soon as the light lit up, Meng Yu stood at the door, looking at him with a red face.

"Brother!" Seeing Meng Yu standing in front of him soundly, Zhou Yibai's emotions finally relaxed after seeing him tense up all night.

"Are you okay? Going to socialize?" Zhou Yibai went forward, closed the door first, then took the pet box in Meng Yu's hand, and released Maomao. Maomao ran away with a "meow" and ran to Ningning's door to signal to go in. Zhou Yibai went over to help it open the door.

After Zhou Yibai closed the door and turned around, Meng Yu was still standing in his original position, staring at him intently.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Meng Yu's expression was very focused, Zhou Yibai thought something was wrong with him. However, Meng Yu shook his head, said nothing, and just stood there.

Zhou Yibai helped him take off his suit jacket, put it in with his briefcase, and then took him to the sofa.

"How much have you drunk? They're all drunk."

"I'm not drunk."

Meng Yu's first sentence tonight was to say that he was not drunk in alcohol. Zhou Yibai couldn't help laughing when he heard this and said, "Where is not drunk? I'll get some water for you."

"I'm not drunk." Meng Yu repeated again.

When Zhou Yibai added a cup of honey water to give him a drink, he refused to take it and said, "I'm not drunk."

"Be good, be obedient, it's more comfortable to drink."

"I'm really not drunk." Meng Yu collapsed towards the pillows on the sofa and looked at Zhou Yibai seriously, "Do you believe I can still do advanced mathematics questions now?"

Zhou Yibai waved his head and looked puzzled. He put the honey water on the table, and then went to his work desk to turn on the computer.

Three minutes later, the printer spit out a piece of paper "da da da da da". Zhou Yibai put the paper and pen on the table, looked at Meng Yu calmly and said, "You can write the math test for the postgraduate entrance examination."

Meng Yu and him looked at each other with all eyes.

Ten seconds later, Meng Yu stood up, picked up the pen and lowered his head and wrote.

It was almost half past two. Zhou Yibai looked at the clock and Meng Yu who was writing the questions. He thought that he would do the questions at two half past two in the morning and would be drunk.

Zhou Yibai sat next to Meng Yu silently watching Meng Yu do the test. Meng Yu was really doing the test and wrote many formulas. However, when Zhou Yibai looked carefully, they all showed that they all had formulas such as 11=3, 5x5=100.

Five minutes later, Meng Yu couldn't calculate it, and when he threw the pen, he lay on the table and started crying with a "wow".

"I actually, I actually... how could it be..." Meng Yu cried sadly, his upper body shaking on the table, and his voice was full of panic, "I don't know why..."

Seeing that Meng Yu couldn't do the test and cried, Zhou Yibai quickly comforted him with questions. Zhou Yibai hugged him with one hand and patted his head with the other, and said softly: "If you can't write it, you can't write it. We won't write it anymore. You are good, you are good."

He said as he kissed Meng Yu's side face. Meng Yu fell on him and asked him to hold him. He hugged Meng Yu quickly, for fear that Meng Yu would feel uncomfortable.

Meng Yu was held in his arms by him, and when he saw his fair and handsome face was full of tenderness towards himself, he suddenly became even more excited.

Meng Yu's tears never stopped, and he cried intermittently, "But I really like...I like...you..."

The word "Mo" was overwhelmed by his crying. Zhou Yibai didn't hear it clearly. He thought he was still talking about math problems. He hurriedly kissed him again and comforted him: "Okay, okay, if you like it, continue to do it tomorrow. Can you drink some honey water and go to bed?"

He helped Meng Yu sit down and fed honey water to Meng Yu drink in small mouthfuls.

Meng Yu still cried for a while. After feeding him a few times, he stopped to wipe Meng Yu's face. After finishing the rub, he continued to feed him.

After drinking a drink, Meng Yu burped and stopped crying. Then he collapsed back to him and looked at him blankly.

This is the first time Zhou Yibai has seen Meng Yu so weak. Meng Yu is decisive in daily life. He can do everything alone and always plays the role of taking care of Zhou Yibai. He is the best brother in the world. But unexpectedly, after drinking, Meng Yu changed his whole body. Not only can he cry, but he also relied on him like a child.

It was almost three o'clock, and Zhou Yibai carried Meng Yu, who was ten centimeters taller than him, and carried Meng Yu back to the bed with difficulty.

He didn't expect to take a bath, not to mention that taking a bath after drinking was risky. He just wanted to take off Meng Yu's suit full of alcohol.

"Brother, raise your hand!" Zhou Yibai wanted to take off Meng Yu's shirt, but Meng Yu's eyes looked at him and his body didn't move. He had no choice but to lift Meng Yu's hand and take off his shirt.

After finally taking off Meng Yu's top, Zhou Yibai was already out of breath. After taking a breath, he began to take off Meng Yu's pants.

It’s easier to take off your pants, unzip the belt, and then pull the pants off from the leg of your pants. As for how your pants will become, Zhou Yibai can’t control it anymore, anyway, Meng Yu told him that the suits he wears on weekdays are bargains.

Zhou Yibai knelt beside the bed and untied Meng Yu's belt. During the process, Meng Yu just opened his eyes wide and looked at him.

"I'm ready, come on." Meng Yu suddenly said in a daze when he pulled out the belt and was about to unzip his pants.

"Ah?" Zhou Yibai didn't know what he was referring to, and thought he was ready to take off his pants, so he continued to take off his pants.

Meng Yu was taken off except for a pair of underwear, and lay on the bed with a red face looking at Zhou Yibai.

Zhou Yibai went into the bathroom to get him a hot towel to wipe his face and hands. After wiping, he looked at him with a good look and couldn't help but lower his head and kiss him on the cheek.

Zhou Yibai knelt on the bed and kissed him. As soon as he kissed him, he suddenly became dizzy and he was pressed onto the bed. Meng Yu, who was originally slow to move, was leaning on him, looking at him persistently with a little confused eyes.

"elder brother?"

Suddenly, Meng Yu closed his eyes, slowly lowered his head and kissed him gently on his lips. After kissing, Meng Yu raised his head to look at him again, licking his lips with unfulfilled desire.

I have been so close to you these days, so Zhou Yibai didn't feel that something was wrong, but just looked at Meng Yu in confusion.
To be continued...