I found the secret to gain popularity

Yan Zejun accepted the good person card, and then turned around and went to sulk.

Ask me to help and send me a good person card, it's really...

Yan Zejun didn't know what to say.

But it's because I don't know what to say!I'm even more angry!

Duan Zhinan has never been a person who can hide his emotions. When he is happy, he is happy, and when he is unhappy, he is unhappy.

It was because he saw how happy the other party was that he held back the words in his throat.

He secretly observed the person immersed in joy, but what he didn't expect was that after a while, Duan Zhinan turned his head and looked at him without warning.

Because the action was too fast and violent, he didn't have time to react at all, the eyes of the two were unbiased, and they collided directly, so the fact that he was peeping at people was also exposed at a glance.

Both of them were stunned, but before Yan Zejun could say anything, Duan Zhinan hurriedly looked away and said, "Come here, come here!"

Yan Zejun didn't know what the other party wanted to do, so he walked over obediently.

What people didn't expect was that Duan Zhinan put his hand directly in Yan Zejun's palm.

Palm to palm, fingertips to fingertips.

Duan Zhinan's hands were soft, but a little cold, probably due to physical weakness.

Yan Zejun's heart skipped a beat because of this strange touch, and he suddenly remembered that when he carried someone out of the bathroom before, his hands were so slippery.

I just heard Duan Zhinan rambling: "Are your hands really prettier than mine? Are they just a little skinny? Oh, the reason I gained weight must be because you eat too much recently. My fingertips seem like It's starting to look a little fleshy!"

Yan Zejun's heart slowly fell back to its original place.

He had already lost his temper, and asked in a good voice: "Is there anything else you want?"

"It's gone." Duan Zhinan smiled with two cute dimples, "Go and do your work! I'll transfer your share to you on WeChat!"

Yan Zejun didn't think about splitting the money at all, and said lightly: "You don't need to split the money, I don't need it. If you really want to thank me, then buy me a few more gifts and thank me well! "

Could it be that Yan Zejun still needs someone to give something to him?Duan Zhinan was taken aback when he heard this request.

But after living together for so long, Yan Zejun doesn't look like he's short of gifts. He should be very popular and keep receiving gifts.

"Then tell me what you want!" Duan Zhinan raised his head and asked.

Yan Zejun refused to tell him, and said: "I have already said what I want, so what is it called a gift, there is no sense of surprise, just pick a few for me and thank me."

"Okay, okay." Duan Zhinan agreed, and he had already begun to think about something he had planned for a long time.

This event is actually Yan Zejun's birthday.

When Luo Mengmeng persuaded himself to treat people well in the future, he had already secretly dug out the contract signed by the two of them and read it again.

Yan Zejun's birthday actually happens to be next week, and he secretly wrote it down in the memo, and even set an alarm clock to remind him.

I was so caring before because I felt sorry for him, but now I am so caring because I want to thank him!

"Don't worry! I will definitely buy you a gift! I will give you a surprise!" Duan Zhinan vowed.

Seeing this man's energetic appearance, Yan Zejun finally patted Duan Zhinan's hairy head condescendingly, sighed from the bottom of his heart, and said, "Grinding people."

This address can be regarded as very intimate. Duan Zhinan was a little embarrassed to be called by Yan Zejun. For some reason, he wanted to turn his head to see the other person's expression.

But after Yan Zejun finished speaking, he turned around and left, so of course, he didn't see Duan Zhinan's slightly flushed cheeks.

"What, people younger than me are starting to pretend to be deep." Duan Zhinan smiled dryly, rubbed his face, then lowered his head and silently looked at the ever-increasing data on the screen.

But this thing that usually makes him happy, seems to be unable to distract him at this moment.

The temperature of Yan Zejun's palm seemed to stay on the top of Duan Zhinan's head, making him unable to ignore it even if he wanted to.

The moment the other party said that he was a "grinder", he seemed to be very tolerant of himself, and felt that the identities of the two people had been completely reversed. From the beginning, he looked like someone who came here often gave him advice. Things started to seem to take care of themselves.

It's not right to go on like this.

Duan Zhinan held his chin, thinking with some melancholy.

From frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality.

It's always bad to be too greedy for comfort and comfort. After my leg is finished, maybe I should start to gradually distance myself from this roommate's life.

Otherwise, to put it bluntly, the two of them will actually be separated one day.

When the day Yan Zejun moved out, wouldn't he cry to death, and he must be very unaccustomed to it.

Maybe, as the book says, beauty comes from keeping a certain distance?

Duan Zhinan was thinking about it all by himself here, and he made up a lot of imagination, but in the end he made himself unhappy.

He didn't know why he was unhappy about something that hadn't happened, but he just couldn't put it into words.

He looked at the medicines neatly arranged for him by his roommate on the table, the wet towel that Yan Zejun wrung out for him to wipe his face, and the hot yellow peach milk tea. He felt that the usual warm living room, this Suddenly it became a little bigger.

Obviously, my own house is actually not very big!That is, it is only a little bit more spacious than ordinary houses!

They obviously only rented together for a short time, but unknowingly, it seems like the two of them have lived together for a long, long time.

It's been so long... As long as he recalls a little now, he will feel a little too lonely when he used to work and live alone at home.