Is it possible to repay favors without balls?

An old dark T-shirt, trousers that look very homely, plastic slippers with exposed toes, and a peaked cap that was originally pure black but looked a little whitish because of its old age.

"How is it?" Sesame Paste lowered the brim of his hat and asked.

Ye Xi licked his lips with difficulty.

Sesame paste's eyebrows are quite correct, and his temperament is soft, which is the type that makes people involuntarily feel close.But when he covered the upper half of his face, only showing Bai Shengsheng's chin, those thin lips made his temperament suddenly change.

... so suspicious.

Like an idler in society who is idle and does not do business properly, and has a weak awareness of the legal system, commonly known as a hooligan.

If they meet unexpectedly in the bus compartment, the people around him will definitely pay attention to their mobile phones and wallets subconsciously.

"Do you want to go out just like this?" Ye Xi asked.

"That's the only way to go," Sesame Paste looked down at his attire, "I have no choice."

Ye Xi thought to himself, you can choose not to wear a hat.

Get rid of this simple and redundant equipment, and you will be the most obedient cub in the entire community.

But sesame paste insisted on it.

"I get nervous going out without a hat on," he explains, "it feels safer."

It also makes sense, after all, it is a domestic cat.

"You don't have to go out," Ye Xi asked, "I'll go by myself."

Sesame paste ignored him, opened the door and walked out.

"This is an elevator," Ye Xi explained to Sesame Paste, who was visibly radiating anxiety, "You can get to the bottom floor very quickly after entering."

Sesame Paste refused to look up, looking at his toes, his entire face buried in the shadows.

"...It's not scary." Ye Xi comforted him.

He remembered that when he first moved in more than a month ago, he took the elevator upstairs with sesame paste, and the little guy was quite frightened.

Obviously not used to it, why bother if you insist on following.

The numbers on the panel jump in sequence.As the elevator gradually approached their floor, the subtle operating sound in the elevator shaft became slightly more noticeable.

Sesame paste suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Xi's clothes.

"I don't want to sit in this," he said. "Let's go down the stairs."

"Huh?" Ye Xi was dumbfounded.

They are on the sixteenth floor, go down?

At this moment, there was a crisp sound of ding dong in front of him, and the elevator door slowly opened.

The sesame paste head was pressed even lower, the feet did not move, the hands did not loosen, and the pestle stayed in place.

"But..." Ye Xi hesitated.

Sesame Paste kept his head down and took a step back.Ye Xi was dragged by him and had to retreat.

Seeing that the elevator door in front of him was about to close automatically, there was the sound of the door opening from the other end of the aisle behind him.

There are four families on each floor of this building.Ye Xi has just moved here, and she doesn't like to socialize. She has never met her neighbors face to face, and they are completely strangers to each other.

Sesame Paste seemed to hate strangers more than elevators. Hearing the sound, his hands were tightened, and he immediately changed his mind and strode towards the elevator.

The elevator door closed automatically, caught on Ye Xi who was being dragged inside, and opened again, making some noises.

A middle-aged woman's voice came from the other end of the corridor: "Is the elevator here? Excuse me, can you wait for us?"

Ye Xi stood still, hesitating whether to help press the door-opening button, but Sesame Paste stretched out his hand before him, and immediately pressed the door-closing button.

"You..." Ye Xi's eyes widened.

Sesame Paste not only pressed, but repeatedly pressed at high speed until the elevator door was completely closed.

The sound of hurried running and the complaints of middle-aged women could be heard vaguely from outside the elevator.

"...This is too rude." Ye Xi tried to educate her cat.

Sesame Paste turned around, faced the wall, still lowered his head and remained silent.

Weird.

What was even more strange was that when the elevator arrived, Sesame Paste squeezed out sideways without waiting for the door to fully open.He didn't wait for Ye Xi, raised his hand to press his hat, and ran all the way out.

Ye Xi was in a hurry, and quickly followed: "Where are you going!"

Sesame Paste was riding on a pair of plastic slippers, so fast.The two of them, one in front of the other, left the community at high speed.

Ye Xi almost suspected that the man running with his hat on in front of him wanted to take the opportunity to escape and get rid of him, but luckily he finally slowed down after Sesame Paste left the community.

He stood still, turned his head, and smiled at Ye Xi who was running out of breath.

Ye Xi usually lacks exercise and is out of breath. He wanted to question him a few words, but he couldn't find the strength for a while.

"You can't run around like this at home," Sesame Paste raised the brim of his hat a little, revealing most of his face, looking cute and soft again, "I'm so happy."

Ye Xi couldn't laugh or cry.

"Tired?" Sesame paste tilted his head to look at him.

Seeing Ye Xi propping his hands on his knees and panting silently, he shook his head and sighed in an old-fashioned manner.

"Lack of exercise, malnutrition. You can't do this, it's not healthy."

After he finished speaking, he walked up to Ye Xi, squatted down, and raised his head.Ye Xi's originally downcast gaze was forced into a smiling face with squinted eyes.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Ye Xi stood up straight.

"I'm fine," he said, "let's go."

Sesame Paste followed behind him: "Your face is so red."

Ye Xi quickened his pace and remained silent.

"Do you want to rest for a while?" Sesame Paste asked again.

Ye Xi still ignored him.

Halfway through the walk, Sesame Paste took off his hat and played with it in his hand.

Ye Xi glanced at him.Every time his eyes met, Sesame Paste would immediately smile at him.

"Why don't you wear it again?" he asked.

"Hot." Sesame Paste answered succinctly.

Don't you feel insecure now?Obviously there are more strangers around.Ye Xi didn't ask.He still looks good without a hat.

Walking to the entrance of the mall, Sesame Paste was stopped.

The security guard was very polite: "Sir, we can't wear slippers here."

Regardless of appearance, Sesame Paste is now dressed like an old man who went downstairs for a walk after dinner.

Sesame was not convinced: "That person over there also wears slippers?"

He was referring to a girl with fluttering hair not far away.The girl was wearing a long chiffon dress and silver-pink wedge sandals decorated with small petals.Delicate and beautiful, but in terms of design, they are indeed slippers.

The security guard was very embarrassed: "This is different."

Sesame Paste picked up the bangs on his forehead with his hands, put the hat upside down on his head, and rolled up the sleeves of his T-shirt: "Hello, this is the trendiest outfit I have now, I even wear it on stage. "

Coupled with that face, it is somewhat convincing.

Ye Xi felt ashamed, lowered her head, and said nothing.

The security guard was in a lot of pain, and he didn't know whether he should let him go or not.

"Ye Xi?" Ye Xi's familiar voice suddenly came from behind them.

He turned his head, and not far away, the store manager was walking and waving.

Ye Xi's eyes were instantly hot.

The store manager seems to be from Hawaii, wearing a big flower shirt and big flower shorts.Ye Xi moved his eyes down, and there was also a pair of slippers at the end of his hairy legs.

Sesame Paste suddenly shouted: "Look at him! Look at his shoes!"

The author says:

In order to prevent any misunderstanding.

"That's what I wear on stage" is bullshit.

If the store manager didn't come, he might impromptu rap.