Roommate Daily Research Report

"The drummer knows you?" Qian Kun turned around and asked.

"Ah." Shu Yang looked away and took another sip of his wine, "A new roommate."

Qian Kun said "hmm": "Have you been back to see Yang Yang?"

Shu Yang lowered his eyes: "I went there once when I was passing by, but I didn't go in. I was in a hurry."

The two songs on the stage ended, and there was applause from below. The lead singer was still very indifferent, and said: "Floating Population Band, thank you all new friends and old acquaintances who joined us. There are two new songs just now. The songwriters are our drummers. Finally One sung by him."

The screaming started again.

Shu Yang turned to look.

Cheng Xinyi got up from behind the drum but didn't reach the center of the stage, but walked towards the piano on the side of the stage.

He was wearing a black sweater, with a very casual posture, and there was a wonderful sense of fusion when he sat in front of the piano.

Shu Yang raised his eyebrows, and when the piano sounded, he realized that it was an old song he liked very much.

"Some people spend their whole lives learning and resolving communication problems... We are like a layer of glass, we can see it but can't touch it..."

Cheng Xinyi's voice sounded a bit crisp, compared to Lin Yilian's laziness, it was almost serious, serious and stretched.

Qian Kun turned his head and bumped the glass with him: "It's quite nice."

Shu Yang said "hmm", and the cup bottomed out again. He felt that before he could react, the band had already changed on stage.

But the ears are full of Cheng Xinyi's voice.

"I said why there are so many people, so there is a performance." Qian Kun laughed.

Shu Yang put his elbows on the table: "Liar, boss, why don't you ask the boss to reserve a seat for us to come in and sit on the floor? I just saw that little brother took away the reserved seat card."

Qian Kun laughed loudly: "It seems that I am not drunk."

The atmosphere in the bar was still very lively, Shu Yang looked around casually, but didn't see Cheng Xinyi, it seemed that he left after the performance.

Just as he looked away, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Brother, who are you looking for?"

Shu Yang turned his head and saw Cheng Xinyi, smiled and pointed at Qian Kun: "My boss."

"Hello, boss." Cheng Xinyi greeted obediently.

Qian Kun smiled: "The band is having a good time, how about your friends? Can you drink?"

"I can drink." Cheng Xinyi pulled out the chair and sat down, saying, "They have moved to another place to play, and I don't want to go."

Qian Kun asked people to take the wine again.

Shu Yangwu smiled to himself, thinking that drinking is the world, and the two brothers next to him chatted, but he sat next to him as the audience.

After posting for a while, Qian Kun was asking Cheng Xinyi about the song when he came back to his senses.

"I heard that you wrote the two songs?" Qian Kun asked.

Cheng Xinyi nodded: "It's written blindly."

Shu Yang turned his head pretending to be unintentional, and met Cheng Xinyi's eyes, those eyes looked extraordinarily deep under the dim light.

He asked, "Why is it the fourth day?"

Cheng Xinyi shrugged: "I originally wrote about New Year's Eve, because I ran away from home that day, and I changed the words after I met you. I think you are more suitable for the occasion than me."

This remark is actually a bit embarrassing, but he said it so frankly, Shu Yang couldn't say anything more.

Qian Kun patted Xin Yi on the shoulder, showing very understanding, but still admonishing a few words in the attitude of a big brother: "It's normal to be young and energetic. Now that I have a wife, I still want to run away from time to time, but I still have to remember to go home .”

Cheng Xinyi smiled and did not refute, the two of them bumped into glasses.

Shu Yang looked at his profile, and felt that the kid's personality was a bit strange, he had no definite character, and couldn't describe it in one, two, or three terms.

"Let's not talk about that, I'll make an appointment for a driver first, and then the three of us won't go home until we're drunk." Qian Kun shook the cup, and the light penetrated the light orange liquid and hit Shu Yang's eyes.

It was late at night, and Shu Yang was a bit out of sorts.

Among the three, Cheng Xinyi was still relatively sober. Before the driver arrived, he called Wei Shuyan on Qian Kun's cell phone and left a number.

He waited for Qian Kun's car to be driven away before he took Shu Yang into a taxi.

Shu Yang was still holding on at first, but was dragged away by Cheng Xinyi in the end.

He stumbled into the room, and as soon as the door closed, he flung it open and ran towards the bathroom, then vomited into the toilet.

Cheng Xinyi didn't know what he was messing around outside, the drawer kept ringing.

After vomiting, Shu Yang woke up a little, pressed the flush button with force, took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his face, then turned over and leaned against the wall.

The tiles were icy cold, and the coolness soaked into the vest through the sweater and cotton coat.

Yang Liu taught him when he was a child that he should not rely on things that are cold, as it is not good for his health, so he has been very careful to avoid them.

But he doesn't want to move now.

After a while, the bathroom light came on, he subconsciously covered his eyes, and Cheng Xinyi handed over a glass of warm water and a medicine: "It's for hangover."

The corners of Shu Yang's eyes were red, he glanced at him, muttered "thank you", took the cup and rinsed his mouth, looked at the hangover medicine for a while, then threw it into the toilet.

Cheng Xinyi squatted opposite him, and asked heartlessly, "Are you sad?"

"Where did you ask?" Shu Yang asked back.

Cheng Xinyi: "In my heart."

Shu Yang stared at the cup in his hand, and replied, "I'm not sad."

Cheng Xinyi reached out and touched the corner of his eyes: "If you're not sad, why are you crying?"

Shu Yang tried his best to raise his head to avoid his hand, but his head was already resting against the tiles, and he couldn't let go. Fortunately, Cheng Xinyi's movements were just one touch away.

His fingers were cold, giving goosebumps.

Shu Yang smiled and raised his eyebrows: "You are stupid brother, it's physiological, do you have the ability to spit it out without tears?"

Cheng Xinyi pouted: "I saw your suitcase, are you packing?"

"Ah." Shu Yang heaved a sigh of relief, "I promised you to move out within a week, but it's only two days, no, it's only one day, so pack it first."

Cheng Xinyi nodded: "Have you found the house?"

Shu Yang: "No."

Cheng Xinyi: "Why do you need to pack things if you don't?"

Shu Yang: "Because I promised you, one week is one week."

Cheng Xinyi was very curious: "Have you been so rigid since you were a child? Don't ask for help? I think your boss is quite rich, why don't you ask him for it, oh no, borrow it?"

Shu Yang smiled, and said with a bit of a lisp: "Little friend, I'm not rigid, I just abide by principles, and when it comes to doing it, hasn't the kindergarten teacher taught you to clean up your own affairs? Your own affairs..."

Cheng Xinyi hooked the corner of his mouth: "Brother Shu, why don't you continue to live here?"

Shu Yang waved his hand.

Cheng Xinyi: "You don't need to owe me a favor, I'll rent it to you, the rent will be according to the old contract, and you will have time to cook."

Shu Yang raised his eyebrows: "You pity me?"

"No." Cheng Xinyi simply sat down cross-legged and faced him face to face, "I'm not a philanthropist, why should I pity you? I don't pity you, but pity myself. I don't have anything to eat."

Shu Yang bent his legs, put his elbows on his knees, and finally pressed his stomach and smiled: "Okay, thank you brother."

"But I have a question to ask, and I can only count after I ask it." Cheng Xinyi said.

Shu Yang nodded: "You ask."

"Are you straight?"

As soon as these words came out, Shu Yang froze immediately, and asked after two seconds: "What?"

Cheng Xinyi repeated again: "Are you a straight man?"

He didn't look like he was joking, and was indeed waiting for his answer.

Shu Yang only felt that his ears were buzzing, the world hadn't rested from the high-speed rotation, and he couldn't figure out what kind of answer the other party wanted.

This was the first time that such a question was asked directly.

After finally waking up a bit, it seemed that he was starting to faint again.

He put down the water glass, squeezed his fingers, and couldn't feel his body, only heard his own voice saying, "Of course."

Cheng Xinyi looked at him for a while, then suddenly smiled: "That's great, I hate gay guys the most."

"Are you homophobic?" Shu Yang asked.

"No, of course not, I respect this group." Cheng Xinyi replied, "But my roommate in school is gay, and they harass me all day, so I find it annoying."

"Oh, that's pretty bad." Shu Yang responded, "So neither are you."

Cheng Xinyi raised the corners of his mouth: "Does this need to be said?"

The two looked at each other for a while, Shu Yang felt that the scene was too weird, he put his hands on the ground, struggling to stand up.

In the middle of the journey, he staggered a bit, and Cheng Xinyi hugged his waist, warm breath on his neck: "Do you want to take a bath?"

Shu Yang struggled to break his hand away: "I don't want to wash anymore, I'm too tired, wash it tomorrow morning."

Cheng Xinyi let out a "hmm" and walked out while supporting him. His hands were too strong, and Shu Yang was too drunk to move, so he let him go.

Anyway, he is a straight man, just get along with his roommates like before.

Paying too much attention to distance is a problem.

Alcohol is really the best sleep/drug if you don't mind the headache the next day.

It was high in the sun when Shu Yang sat up.

The weather in Huai City was rare, last night Cheng Xinyi helped to draw the curtains, there was a gap left, and the sunlight slanted in from there, making him a little dazed.

Such a nice house, facing a row of poplar trees directly below, can still directly see the morning sun, but it will soon be impossible to live in.

Stretching, he got out of bed and went to the living room, only to find that a small space had been cleared out on the coffee table, and there was some material on it.

Probably because he was afraid that he would miss it, Cheng Xinyi put a piece of white paper on it, held a glass cup and pressed a corner, on the paper there were four large characters written in flying and phoenix dances: "To Brother Shu."

Shu Yang sat over suspiciously, opened it and found that it was a newly drafted contract, and the landlord in the lease relationship was changed from Aunt Chen to Cheng Xinyi.

He was silent for two seconds, and suddenly remembered what happened in the bathroom last night.

Cheng Xinyi asked him to continue living, and he also said yes, along with this memory, there was also the phrase "Are you straight".

Shu Yang rubbed his temples, for a moment he didn't know what to do.

While hesitating, Qian Kun's news came: "Should I have to work overtime today? Did I skip work? Proper skipping work is good for physical and mental health."

Shu Yang smiled, replied "ah", thought for a while and replied, "I'll go in the afternoon."

How could it be possible to tell him that he was unemployed, let alone tell him that he was going to live on the streets? This is not a matter of losing face.

There is no choice to continue to live.

Shu Yang took the signature pen next to him and glanced at Cheng Xinyi's signature, only one word "Xin" could be seen clearly, but he had an eclectic demeanor.

After signing the contract, there was another blank paper at the end, which was the same as the first one. It can be seen that he tried his best to write neatly: "Is your head hurting? My aunt said that honey water can relieve alcohol, and the water should be cold." , don’t heat it up. Warm reminder: don’t be too moved, little brother Xiaoxin belongs to the whole world.”

Then an arrow pointed to the side, and Shu Yang saw another cup with honey on the table.

The most caring party A's father in history, oh no, brother.

Shu Yang sent a "thank you", poured honey water and drank it, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Nothing to do today, no need to look for a house, and still waiting for feedback from several positions, Shu Yang put the packed things back to their original places, visited the official websites of several companies, and finally paid for the remaining 350 yuan I smoked 78 yuan and bought something at a vegetable market two kilometers away.

The food there is more than [-]% cheaper than in the supermarket.

A small crucian carp was steaming in the pot, other dishes had already been served, Shu Yang propped his hands on the edge of the pool in a daze.

The door opened, and two seconds later, Cheng Xinyi shouted in surprise: "Brother Shu, I love you so much! Long live the hot meal!"

Shu Yang smiled, just turned his head into Xinyi and rushed in, wrapped his arms around him with wide open arms, rubbed his head on his sweater: "I knew that I would be blessed if you lived here!"

Before Shu Yang could react, he had already passed over his head, pulled out a pair of chopsticks from the chopsticks, and swept out of the kitchen like the wind.

Shu Yang: "..."

Eight minutes to go, the crucian carp is ready to be cooked, and Shu Yang is about to serve it, when a voice from outside: "Brother Shu, call!"

After a pause, Cheng Xinyi said "Fuck me", and then shouted: "Lin Cheng's."

Shu Yang shook his hand, and took off the handle of the pot with his right hand. The small steamer hit the chopping board with a bang, and his entire index finger stuck to the body of the pot.

Burning pain.