Putting on the recovery crutches and taking a shower, he put the pants that Ji Xiaocheng had changed into the washing machine, and suddenly remembered what Ji Xiaocheng taught him in the past—clean out your pockets before doing laundry.

Old Ji of his family has a bad habit of misplacing things, especially small receipts and other papers, and putting them in his pockets, and finally being turned into scum by the washing machine and then raking them upside down.He had quarreled about this matter countless times before, but now thinking about it, he is drunk. Doesn't Lao Ji never shy away from receipts and the like, which means that he is sitting upright.

Liang Yun took out his trousers and took out his pocket again, and sure enough, he took out a stack of receipts.

"...Consumer coupons from XX restaurants, reimbursement vouchers for August, payment slips from XX hospitals, receipts from XX pharmacies, XX calcium tablets 80 yuan, XX Ganmaoling 26 yuan, XXX blueberry flavored five packs of ultra-thin burning points, uh ……condom?"

Liang Yun gnawed on his fingers with watery eyes - short oil~~ I'm so embarrassed.

Ji Xiaocheng, who is used to the free condoms distributed by the neighborhood committee, finally got the hang of it. The sweetness of the blueberry flavor, the zero distance of the ultra-thin type, and the friction of the bumps...don’t, don’t, don’t make it more dirty (~№~)

There is also a receipt, which is the delivery list of IKEA - Nordic simple fabric sofa set, log study set, bedroom combination.Delivery time is October 10th.

Ji Xiaocheng would decorate the house according to his design and Liang Yun had guessed it, but after actually seeing the order form, he had another feeling.

Someone's signature on the form swelled in his field of vision, filling his entire chest, and he could finally experience the down-to-earth feeling of "there is always someone who regards your physical examination report as an imperial decree" described by Yang Yi. Feel.

After a long circle, he realized that a strong relationship does not need to be deliberately maintained, but that you can rely on him unscrupulously, and you can also hold up an umbrella downstairs in his company to protect you from the wind and rain.

There is no need to watch words and demeanor, no need to be prudent, no need to compromise, no need to endure hesitation.

He will think of what you want before you, and what you can't think of, he has already put it in his heart, he will not get tired of your intimacy when he is tired, and he will not forget to leave a light on the bedside for night return .

It's as simple as that.

I once remembered an article I read, it was the monologue of the male protagonist who couldn’t love each other when he was forgotten in the rivers and lakes: I can’t give you a cup of hot tea in the cold night, I can’t give Xiang Wan a cold coat in the wind, and I can’t give you the lonely way home The years of poetry and wine can't give the long songs outside the Great Wall two rides leisurely.

Life is short, there are so many people you can't love, and you can be with the one you like, why should you be obsessed with how much I give and you have less?

The door was knocked twice, and Liang Yun thought to himself that Ji Xiaocheng forgot to take the key, and besides, he went out to socialize and came back soon.

When the door was opened, there was a hot and strong aroma, which made people's index fingers move.

"Ahhh, braised prawns in oil!!! Ahhh, braised bullfrogs!!!!" Liang Yun swallowed hard.

Yanyao glanced at him like an idiot, then took off his shoes and entered the house with two big bowls, and asked deliberately when he went to the kitchen to get chopsticks: "Your old Ji hasn't come back yet?"

"No, it's so fast." Liang Yun had already put on disposable gloves while sitting at the dining table, and was stuffing a bullfrog leg into his mouth.

Yanyao opened the refrigerator and asked angrily, "Why is there no beer?"

"Hiss..." Liang Yun couldn't help inhaling hotly: "He doesn't drink at home now...Damn it, it's so spicy, hiss...delicious!!!"

Yanyao closed the refrigerator door irritably, took her wallet and went downstairs to buy beer, when she came back, Liang Yun had already killed three bullfrog legs, and was sipping shrimp buttocks with a red face.

Yanyao poured himself a glass of cold beer, but Liang Yun snatched it before he even put it in his mouth. Gulu Gulu drank it all in one gulp, and as soon as he put the glass down, he wiped his mouth to see that the posture was already in place.

"Your quantity is not enough for three bullfrog legs." Yanyao peeled the lobster slowly, raised his eyebrows suspiciously and glanced at Liang Yun who was wiping his hands.

"Autumn dryness, eat less spicy food."

"I'll go!" Yanyao couldn't help laughing, and lowered his voice to tease him: "It's because your old Ji is afraid that your gastrointestinal disorder will increase and the workload will increase, and Chrysanthemum will be overwhelmed."

Unexpectedly, Liang Yun did not retort as before, and curved his lips peacefully, "When I am old, what should be controlled and what should not be overdone. I should be conscious even if he doesn't say it. This is for my own good and for him."

"What do you mean also for him?"

Liang Yun's cheeks were slightly flushed by the intense heat, his skin was white and powdery, and he was really beautiful, especially the look in his eyes, which was indescribably amazing, just like the saying - people in love are the most beautiful.

He laughed and said, "If I have three illnesses and two pains, why don't I drag him down to take care of it?"

Seeing his sweet and satisfied expression, Yanyao couldn't help but think of the guy who drove away just now, and felt very sour.

Liang Yun asked: "What about others?"

Yanyao replied, "Let's go!"

The IQ of the person in love owes money, Liang Yun said a straightforward sentence without thinking: "Leave? I was angry with you and left."

Yanyao scratched the hair in front of his forehead irritably, wiped the chili oil on his forehead, and immediately got hot into his eyes, tears rushed out, and he screamed, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

Liang Yun hurriedly got up to fetch the water, and when he came back carrying the basin with his limping legs bumping, he saw the little kid lying motionless on the table. If it wasn't for the slight shaking of his shoulders, he really couldn't tell that he was crying .

When I first met Yanyao, Liang Yun also felt that this child was not easy to get along with. When he didn't open his mouth, he looked like a flower of Gaoling. When he opened his mouth, it was like a Rafflesia flower. Unexpectedly, the first meal was quite pleasant, Yan Yao Yao rushed to pay the bill.

It was only an hour ago that I found out about his bloody life experience. Looking back, it's not surprising why Yanyao's temper is so strong.

He didn't grow up in a superior environment, but he was imposed with superior conditions. Before he was recognized as his ancestor, his mother was first rejected by that family, but his mother was easily abandoned because of a "hard work". over him.

He must have received a lot of cold eyes. A child who came to earn "hard work" was sent to a noble school by a father who didn't care much about him. How could he imitate the elegance and manners of those aristocratic children? Come?

So the Yanyao Liang Yun knew was like a little bitch who had nothing to do with "self-cultivation". He always dressed up strangely, behaved strangely, and did not shy away from his sexuality. In the eyes of others, he might be a clown, but in the eyes of Liang Yun He's frankly cute.

Lifting his head, the child was crying with tears all over his face, his eyes were so hot that he couldn't open his eyes, and he couldn't stop hiccupping.

After washing it several times, I could barely open my eyes, and the eyelids were swollen into peaches.

Liang Yun asked him to take a bath, cleaned up the dining table by himself, and put the leftover food in the refrigerator, just as Yanyao came out to wipe his hair.

"Just sleep here for the night."

Yanyao was full of surprise: "You left me to sleep here?"

Liang Yun had never stayed with him before, this is really the sun coming out from the west.

"Otherwise?" Liang Yun pointed to the wall clock, "It's 12 o'clock, if you don't sleep here, can you return it?"

In fact, I wanted to untie him, so that he would not have to think about it all by himself.

Yanyao looked at the door, and asked meaningfully: "Old Ji often turns the clock and still doesn't come home?"

"Very little." Liang Yun looked at him thoughtfully for a while, "I said, why do you care so much about Ji Xiaocheng today?"

Yanyao's heart was pounding, bumping into a friend's house was the most unlucky thing, and it didn't matter whether he said it or not, the key was that he didn't grasp the real evidence of Ji Xiaocheng's cheating, what if he was really just entertaining?

He is struggling between conscience and reason, and the colorful expressions on his face did not escape Liang Yun's eyes. It was just that Yanyao heard the conversation with Ji Xiaocheng on the phone just now, and seeing that the old Ji has not returned yet, the child The unconstrained thinking unfolds uncontrollably, and the brain fills up with bloody plots.

Liang Yun put a pillow and a quilt on the sofa, and fell asleep with Yanyao in the bedroom. He was sobbing from crying just now, and would lie on the bed and sniff his nose. Liang Yun took a tissue for him from the bedside table, and Yanyao rubbed it. Rubbing, sneezed, and suddenly asked: "If Ji Xiaocheng's family forces him to get married, what will you do?"

This may have been a problem that troubled him in the past. There are too many such examples among comrades, so it is not surprising to have such worries. It has been unknowingly decomposed over time.

"What prevents same-sex couples from being together has never been family pressure and social public opinion. It's the lack of two things."

Yanyao looked at him, with teary eyes like a poor puppy, he asked, "What is it?"

Liang Yun curled his mouth casually: "Perseverance, and understanding."

"Cut!" Yanyao turned his head away, buried his face in the pillow, and cursed in a muffled voice, "It won't hurt my back when I stand and talk!!!"

"Well, you don't lack anything." Liang Yun leaned over with a smile, "The only thing missing is two eyebrows, ha ha."

Yanyao became angry from embarrassment: "Get out of here!!!"

Immediately, a pillow hit his face accurately, Liang Yun hugged his leg and screamed, Yan Yao sat up in fright, and hurriedly lifted the quilt: "What's wrong, what's wrong, I didn't touch your leg, it's over, it's over!" , Lao Ji will chop me up when he comes back after drinking tea..."

Liang Yun held his stomach and laughed, "Hahaha, you little brat is so easy to lie... Hahaha, how do you know that what Ji Xiaocheng is drinking is tea and not wine..."

The biggest characteristic of the pretentious fan is that he is very sensitive. Yanyao was evasive when he mentioned Ji Xiaocheng tonight, and he was so sure that he was drinking tea just now, so Liang Yun's clichés are skillful.

However, Yanyao's head is not much bigger than his, and he immediately reacted, pretending to be irritated and muttering: "Whoever drinks tea and wine, he will never drink milk!" After speaking, he covered his head and turned his back. Take care of him.

Liang Yun lay down for a while, controlled his thoughts not to think about it, and looked at the electronic clock beside the bed before falling asleep. The time was 12:45.

His cheeks were itchy in a daze, he scratched it with his hand, and was gently held by a dry palm.

He woke up immediately after dozing off, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a vague figure in the darkness, his voice was still hoarse after waking up: "Are you back?"

Ji Xiaocheng gave a soft "hush", motioning him not to wake Yanyao up, Liang Yun subconsciously glanced at the side, that guy was in a deep sleep, how could he wake up from the noise.

Ji Xiaocheng's blurry figure knelt on the bed and remained motionless, his face could not be seen, but it did not affect Liang Yun's attention to his focused eyes.

Suddenly, the softest part of my heart seemed to have turned into a puddle of spring mud. Like a child begging for sweets, he stretched out his hands and hooked Ji Xiaocheng's neck, and kissed his face lightly. , so that he didn't have to stretch his neck so tired, and then gave him a salute on the forehead.

Liang Yun chuckled, and returned another one on his lips, and Ji Xiaocheng also returned another one, and the two of them kissed the whole face like a dragonfly, before letting go reluctantly.

"Go take a shower and sleep." Liang Yun whispered, pointing to the door.

Ji Xiaocheng nodded, and quietly left the bedroom as happily as if he had stolen candy.

"call--"

In the darkness, he let out a long breath. It turned out that the feeling of happiness would make people's eyes burn, their noses sore, and their hearts go into cardiac arrest.

……

Black Monday after the weekend represents a busy start.

Qi Xiaofeng came early as usual, first made himself a cup of honey water, and then went to the bathroom.Whenever his colleagues punched in one after another, he had already started his day's work sitting in his seat.

Leaning on crutches, she came to the door of the bathroom, and the door was pulled open from the inside. The cleaning aunt held a bottle of disinfectant in her hand and smiled gently: "Yo, you are the first to arrive again."

"Yes." Qi Xiaofeng buckled the tip of her nose shyly, smelling a smell of disinfectant, "You disinfected so early?"

The usual disinfection work is carried out at night.

"You don't know. On Friday night, the boss asked someone to replace the squatting urinal with a toilet. Didn't it wait for two days to dry before sterilizing before going to work?"

"Oh..." Qi Xiaofeng blushed for some reason.

Pushing open the door of the toilet, Qi Xiaofeng realized that replacing the toilet was a big project. The steps before the squatting toilet were leveled and non-slip floor tiles were pasted. The toilet was bright and white, and there were more bag hooks on the wall of the cubicle A plastic buckle with a height of 90cm fits a crutch.

The work in the morning is quite heavy, Qi Xiaofeng has been sitting in front of the computer without moving, no matter how heavy the workload is, it will not affect the curiosity of his colleagues, and he will listen to them whispering all morning.

"Why is the toilet suddenly replaced in the men's bathroom?"

"Who knows, maybe the boss had the foresight to know that he would have diarrhea today."

"Hahaha, it's not such a coincidence."

"In just three hours, he has gone to the toilet eight times."

"But he doesn't go to the bathroom for more than 1 minute each time."

"You still use the watch to record the time when the boss goes to the bathroom?"

"It's not that I want to remember, it's that he runs too often, and he has to go to our finance department to go to the bathroom..."

Then when he came back from going to the toilet for the last time before get off work, Boss Ouyang saw a box of XX Shenbao and a box of XX Zhixieding on his desk.

Great employees tend to be observant and thoughtful and... er, sycophantic.

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