Offensive change: superficial love

Yan Jie wore a thin v-neck pure white T-shirt, casually paired with a pair of light gray home pants, because he had nothing to do during the holidays and had no plans to go out, so even his hairstyle was still in a half-dry and messy state.

It's the opposite of the usual elite with ease.

He held the doorknob in his hand, stared at Chu Ruxu, blinked reflexively, and couldn't hide his astonishment.

Obviously caught off guard by Chu Ruxu's straightforward combo, he couldn't think of an appropriate response for a while.

The two stared at each other in silence for a long time, and finally Yan Jie seemed to have recovered his vocal cords, and opened his mouth: "Why are you..."

"Why did I come?" Chu Ruxu interrupted before she could finish her sentence.

Chu Ruxu, who is young and powerful, and who can get up early at first glance, is well-dressed from hair to heels, exuding a youthful atmosphere of "not knowing the heights of the sky and the earth".

It's just short of engraving the words "confidence" and "publicity" directly on the forehead.

The kid who came to Yan Jue's house on the big weekend to perform, was very good at talking to himself: "Didn't I tell you just now, I want to see you, so I'm here now."

Who wants to hear you repeat your mental journey...

Yan Jue rubbed his brows helplessly: "What I want to ask is why do you know my address."

As soon as this remark came out, Chu Ruxu's confident smile disappeared in an instant, not only her eyes flickered, but also her lowered voice was filled with guilt: "Guess."

Yan Ju raised his eyebrows and questioned, "You guessed the house number too?"

Chu Ruxu paused for a moment, cocked her neck, and raised her chin, as if she was being unreasonable and confident: "I knocked one by one."

The words are really at a loss for words: ...

Who the hell dares to praise this silly kid for being smart?

It's hard not to doubt whether Fang Ningda's admission qualifications are based on donations from his family.

Even Yan Ji couldn't tell for a while, whether it was the recklessness and frankness common among young people nowadays, or whether he, Chu Ruxu, was simply a smart-looking, beautiful fool.

Probably because Yan Ju's expression was too indescribable, Chu Ruxu, who was already impatient, couldn't help but speak up, and in a coquettish tone, smiled to make amends for herself: "Why, don't take the exhaustive method as science. "

Yan Ju's surprise just now had subsided, and he realized that Chu Ruxu was deliberately joking with him, so he was not as embarrassed as last night.

However, it may also be because yesterday he was in Chu Ruxu's dormitory, but now he is in his own territory. For someone like Yan Ju who has a strong sense of territory, he still has the advantage of playing at home.

She clearly felt that she would not, could not, and did not want to see Chu Ruxu again.

But I don't know why, Yan Ju is actually a little happy in his heart now.

It's not that kind of very clear emotion, but the inexplicable joy, very faint, very thin, if he didn't need to consciously control now to prevent the corners of his mouth from rising, Yan Ji wouldn't even be able to perceive it.

Just like the fragrance of grass and trees lingering in the air, it seems like nothing.

Yan Ji regained his composure, and the situation turned around in an instant.

He folded his arms around his chest and leaned casually against the door frame. He didn't intend to directly invite the other party in, and his shallow smile was full of playfulness.

"Ruxu." Yan Ju's tone was light but concise, "I want the truth."

Obviously, Chu Ruxu didn't have the talent to be a good spy at all, and he didn't need too much coercion and temptation at all. Yan Ju's eyes were slightly bent, and he sold out his teammates decisively, simply and without any psychological burden.

"Pei Yanqiu told me, and I promised to help him write this week's code." Chu Ruxu tilted her head, acting very innocent, and every word was very docile, as if Yan Ju would not see his flattery.

Yan Ju sneered, but he wasn't surprised.

After working on it for a long time, it was a family member of a friend who was successfully tempted by the conditions of writing a boring big homework. In order to have an extra half day of free time to hang out, without saying a word, he happily cooperated with the enemy and became a traitor.

Yan Ju suppressed his smile, flattened the corners of his lips, and said in a strange tone: "Okay, very good, who is your professor?"

"I'll pack the two of you to report academic misconduct, don't enjoy the weekend, and go to the office as a group to kowtow."

Chu Ruxu could hear that Yan Ju was just teasing him. Seeing that the other party's attitude was not as tough as he had imagined, she couldn't help but strengthened her courage. She took a few steps forward and jumped to a position less than half a meter away from Yan Ju. "Climb along the pole" in a tone of voice: "Oh, brother, don't ask, just let me in, it's so hot outside."

Yan Yan looked at the movement nearby calmly, and neighbors around him had already begun to watch quietly through the windows.

After all, today is a day off, and the occupancy rate of the community he lives in is very high. Although it is not yet nine o'clock, there are already "hard-working" parents driving a car with the whole family to enjoy the weekend. When they were in front of them, they even had the leisure to roll down the car window and take a leisurely look at the bustle.

Facts have proved that no matter what the economic conditions are, joining in the fun is always one of the primitive instincts engraved in human DNA.

If we don't hurry up and solve it, it's almost time for Aunt Zhang in the next building to go to the front yard to shake the hula hoop.

Yan Jue really didn't want to have a good weekend and entertain the public by performing a piece of "anecdotes about same-sex romances that are not quite right" at the door of his house.

I also don't want to provide a gossip topic that can be discussed when the next community poker night is held for nearby owners who have money and leisure and just need life adjustments.

And Chu Ruxu seems to have a reckless spirit of "not giving up until the goal is achieved".

Forget it.

"Let's talk first." Yan Ju, who had confessed, had no choice but to compromise temporarily, and turned sideways helplessly.

This is exactly what Chu Ruxu meant.

Don't care whether Yan Jue was moved by his sincerity, or he was simply afraid that he would be too embarrassing.

It doesn't matter, anyway, the different routes lead to the same goal, if Yan Ju can let him in, that is a good result.

Yan Jue’s house has a simple and indifferent style that can be called “elite” standard. All kinds of furniture decorations are obviously carefully selected by people, and they are all stylish and valuable niche customized brands.

There is only a lonely bunch of keys on the key rack, and a postmodernist painting hangs in the entrance.

The living room is designed with a high ceiling, with three sides of panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, making the overall structure bright and grand, but it also sets off the already sizable single-family house, which is extraordinarily empty.

The whole house is as clean as a model home.

There are no personal photos, no clutter common to living alone, no vibrant colors of any kind.

There are almost no traces of life.

It was as if this was just a temporary foothold that Yan Ju could abandon at any time.

Instead of "home".

On the huge long table in the guest restaurant, there was a bowl of pale-colored noodles standing alone, looking pitiful.

Chu Ruxu pursed her lips and asked aloud, "You eat this for breakfast?"

Yan Yu was making Mocha with the coffee machine, looked up at him, and said "hmm".

"I can only do this." Yan Ju said flatly.

Hearing this, Chu Ruxu immediately put the bag in her hand on the counter, took Yan Ju's cup of hot coffee with insight, handed it to the dining table and put it away, then put it on the bag beside her. Apron, rummaging in the cupboard for seasoning.

Yan Ju consciously poured down his bowl of appetizing plain noodles, and then sat down facing Chu Ruxu, drinking coffee quietly while observing him quietly.

Chu Ruxu took out several fresh-keeping boxes from the big shopping bag, which seemed to contain semi-finished dishes, including fish and shrimp, eggs and meat, as well as two boxes of frozen dumplings and two boxes of small wontons.

Only then did Yan Ju realize belatedly that the things Chu Ruxu brought seemed to be vegetables, fruits, ingredients, and healthy snacks.

Chu Ruxu, who was cleaning the kitchen skillfully, seemed to have sensed his probing gaze, and didn't need Yan Jue to ask any questions, as if she had guessed his mind, she raised her head and smiled brightly at Yan Jue: "Actually, Brother Ye Jue called me here." of."

"He said that your aunt recently returned to her hometown for a funeral, and she won't be able to come back for a while." Chu Ruxu said frankly.

Yan Ju felt sour, thinking that his friend has been so busy with work recently, yet he still takes time to care about himself, which is a bit touching.

But he wasn't moved for too long. In the next second, Chu Ruxu's words broke the gradually sensational atmosphere:

"Brother Ye said, you recently lost your job and lost your relationship, and you also lost your nanny who cooked delicious meals."

""Don't look at Yan Yu's age, but he can't take care of his own life at all. Alas, I don't know if he is hiding and crying secretly. It's really worrying." This sentence is Ye Geyuan Come on, I definitely didn't mean that. "Chu Ruxu suffocated a smile and added.

Yan Yu: ...

Forget it, let's break up.

Breaking up the friendship should be able to be less angry and live two more years.

Chu Ruxu decided to put it away as soon as he saw it, spread his hands out, like coaxing a child, stared at Yan Ji, his eyes became thin lines with a smile: "So, I will accompany you."

Yan Ju looked at Chu Ruxu's face that fit his aesthetics very well, and couldn't help but feel tight.

I can think of my current state and the love the other party revealed last night...

With a sullen face, Yan Ju refused coldly: "No need."

But Chu Ruxu just shrugged and didn't care. He opened a fresh-keeping box, poured it into the hot pot, and murmured coaxingly, "You need it."

"No need." Yan Ji repeated persistently.

"Zi la" sound.

The moment the rich tomato puree comes into contact with the high-temperature metal surface, the sweet and sour taste spreads quickly in the room.

After the morning run, Yan Ju, who hadn't eaten anything until now, pursed his lips unconsciously.

"You need it." Chu Ruxu turned his back to Yan Ju, talking to himself, and even sprinkled some cheese powder on the tomato beef brisket that was heating.

After a few seconds of silence, he seemed to have regained his confidence, turned around confidently, blinked at Yan Yan and asked, "Brother, besides nut allergies, do you have any other taboos?"

Yan Ju's brows were still slightly furrowed, but his attitude was obviously relaxed.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Yan Ju finally gave up resistance, and replied a little stiffly: "For breakfast, I don't want green onions."

Chu Ruxu couldn't help laughing out loud, a gleam flashed in her eyes, and she snapped her fingers towards Yan Ju, with a brisk tone: "I obey—"

The author says:

Xiao Chu: Although it is very old-fashioned, if you grasp a man's stomach first, you can really capture a man's heart (definitely)