mistaken for disaster

Without the screen blocking in the middle, the electric clothes drying rack can finally go up and down freely.

Ning Yue took out the quilt, spread it out and put it on the hanger, Lu Feizhou did the same, the two quilts of the two of them were tightly squeezed together, and when they were taken back at night, they would be able to embrace the fluffy and dry smell.

Ning Yue pressed the remote control to raise the hanger so that the sunlight could shine on it as much as possible. He turned his head and saw the [-] bars leaning against the wall. His face was a little hot. He asked, "Why don't you talk to me?" Say, say you drive to work, so you don't need this grandpa car at all?"

Although the big bar is old, the quality of the things of that era is really good, and with the careful maintenance of old man Yang, it is not only rust-free, but also shiny.

Ning Yue thought of two words: Pan it.

Lu Feizhou smiled: "You gave it to me as a gift, of course I will accept it."

"Oh, and now slap me in the face."

Lu Feizhou held up his flushed face: "Don't hit him, just rub it."

Ning Yue couldn't get away from him, the hands that used to modify the structure diagram for him finally did what he imagined, put down the ruler and pen, held him, hugged him, pampered him, and even cooked more than one dinner for him.

Those 25 essays on the mood of a young boy turned into a script. Now that the Broken Mirror is over, is it time to make up for the wishful thinking of the past and have a happy ending?

His face was rubbed enough, and then he was wrapped around his waist and pressed into his arms.

Lu Feizhou sighed: "I won't go to work tomorrow, so I will accompany you, okay?"

"…where do you work now?"

"In a small company smaller than a sesame seed."

The body that was not used to intimacy gradually relaxed, Ning Yue grabbed Lu Feizhou's waist shyly and smugly, and asked, "How small is it smaller than a sesame seed?"

Lu Feizhou said: "Corporate qualification grade C."

Ning Yue: "..."

This sesame is the size of a kiwi, right?

Lu Feizhou seemed to know what he was muttering in his heart, and said with a smile: "See who you are comparing with. Compared with the previous company, it is not as good as one of its small departments."

Ning Yue flattened his mouth, so what, the successor is a short-sighted black-hearted evil person, and he will suffer retribution sooner or later.

The two kept warm for a few minutes, and made three small stools at home, and brought them to the balcony, two for sitting, and one for a low table, picking grapes to eat in the sun.

Ning Yue didn't like to recall his parents' short stories, it was so boring, but he couldn't help it: "Have you ever guessed who framed us."

"To be able to change the stamped document bag, this person must have an official seal; to be able to erase surveillance without being reported, this person must have power."

Lu Feizhou spat out a few seeds and said, "I can't hide this matter, but it didn't cause any disturbances in the end. After that, I won two bids and was busy day and night, but because I was always in conflict with each other. , the emotion of rejection of work was particularly serious, and later---"

Ning Yue urged: "Later? Did you make a mistake too?"

Lu Feizhou smiled slightly: "Later, I finally finished the puzzle, so I quit."

The last note was spelled out at the workstation. It was late at night and early in the morning, and the entire huge office space was pitch black, with only a desk lamp on at Lu Feizhou's position.

He sighed softly, then read all the papers over and over again, and finally fell asleep lying on top of it, dreaming that Ning Yue was holding a hot cup of noodles to him, asking him to take a break and warm up while eating. hand.

It's a pity that when I woke up, the unresponsive mop bottle beside me was gone, and there was only cold coffee on the table.

So the decision was made in an instant. Lu Feizhou woke up the computer, started to sort out the files one by one, created a new document, and listed the progress, key points, handover items, etc. clearly. He was relieved that everyone in his team was reliable.

Next, he tidied up his work station, packed his personal belongings, and finally wrote a resignation letter by hand, and then sent a backup copy to the HR department. Before leaving, he put his work badge on the resignation envelope.

"Although it's not very kind, but to be honest, it's very cool." Lu Feizhou leaned back lazily, "It seems to be five o'clock in the morning. I stood downstairs and looked up at the sky, feeling comfortable all over my body."

Ning Yue spat out the grape skin silently, not knowing how to answer the conversation, and said after a while: "You... have indeed changed a lot, like a different person."

Lu Feizhou asked: "Is it not good?"

Ning Yue couldn't say what he meant: "It's very good, better than before. I used to sing "The Great Compassion Mantra" in my heart whenever you taught me a lesson."

Lu Feizhou: "..."

"So you don't want to see me so much," he laughed bitterly when he was teased, "What about now?"

"Although I was drunk yesterday, I remember everything you said." Ning Yue was ashamed to hit a straight ball, so he had the nerve to say "I like it so much", "It's enough for you to maintain the status quo."

Lu Feizhou fed himself another grape, sweet and sour, he thought to himself, not enough, there was still a long way to go, but he was holding back all his energy to please him.

When the sun was setting, the quilt was taken back into the house.

Ning Yue stood at the corner of the bed and helped Lu Feizhou make the bed flat. He still felt psychedelic, and had a strong sense of unreality for the sudden love affair.

Seeing him in a daze, Lu Feizhou tricked him and said, "Are you sun-baked?"

Like a cloud, isn't it sweet enough?

Ning Yue nodded stupidly: "Xuan."

"Sleep together that night?"

Ning Yue is no longer stupid, a tsunami in his heart churned, thinking of his pectoral muscles, buttocks, and mermaid lines, he immediately turned pale and panicked: "No, no..."

Thinking about it again, God, I can enjoy all these wantonly in the future? !

Ning Yue didn't think so, just kissing would make her lose her soul, and sleeping under the quilt would probably kill her.

He walked towards the balcony as if fleeing, and wanted to ask what happened to the picture of cigarette butts on the desktop of the notebook, but he was in no mood. He stood by the window, and Ren Wanxia made her flushed cheeks even more beautiful.

He yelled: "Don't tell me you're going to the supermarket, I, I'm going to change clothes, see you at the door!"