【Kip】Silent cohabitation

-Congratulations on leaving Neverland, welcome to the country of love.

After entering the house, Putin ignored him, and went back to the room to put his bag and pack his things.Instead, Kirilenko followed Putin like an aggrieved child, and Kirilenko followed him wherever he went.

Putin put down the things in his hands and sighed, and looked back at Kirilenko, with embarrassment and puzzlement clearly written in his eyes.

Kirilenko also sighed, and said, "I'll give you time." The person in front of him seemed to be relieved, and turned back to continue tidying up his desktop, and the tense muscles on his back visibly relaxed.When Kirilenko was helping Putin to the door, he turned around and added, "But it doesn't mean I will give up."

Putin chuckled for no reason, and didn't say anything clearly, what are you going to give up.Kirilenko complained about a wave of scheming in his heart, hid it vaguely, didn't say anything clearly, and even brought himself to be stalked and had no way to ask questions, so he could only let others do whatever he wanted.

Kirilenko went back to the room and lay on his back on the bed, letting his thoughts wander. The warning message sent by Leningrad on WeChat made the phone vibrate non-stop.Reluctantly, Kirilenko got up from the bed and turned on the computer. His long writing experience allowed him to quickly enter the state, but the words were as sour as unripe wild berries.Even the profile of the personal homepage has been changed.

Congratulations on leaving Neverland, and welcome to the Kingdom of Love.

The persistent hypocrisy of being rejected begins.

Do hold on, my lord.

The lock screen of Putin's cell phone in the next room also lit up with a ding. Putin pressed it open and almost wanted to give it a thumbs up reflexively.He understood.Why is the symbol of special concern a red heart.Putin used to think that this thing was intimidating.

When I wake up the next day, I am still the landlord and tenant again.

temporary.

Putin got up and opened the door, and saw Kirilenko who was putting breakfast on the dining table.Previously, Kirilenko prepared his own lectures, went out for a run every morning and never went home again.Now when he opened the door, he could smell the aroma of meat porridge again, and Putin suddenly became a little unaccustomed to it.

Kirilenko knew what Putin was thinking, so he just called out lightly, and when Putin threw his backpack to the small stool at the door and turned to get a water glass, he secretly stuffed a peace amulet into the middle of his backpack.

Kirilenko's eyes have always looked at people with a vague ambiguity.Putin had something on his mind, and his hand holding the meat bun was shaking, trying to divert people's attention with dialogue.He tugged on his collar, the red thread on his neck was exposed,

He wrote and asked, 【Do you believe in Buddhism? 】Kirilenko shrugged his shoulders to express his acquiescence, and turned his eyes to the clock hanging on the wall wisely, and continued, "It's just to let myself understand the general situation and understand fear."

Putin tilted his head, the young man's clear eyes obviously did not understand.Kirilenko cleared his throat and made a big gesture,

"Religion just allows you to have heaven and earth in your heart, know what you should do, and be more down-to-earth."

Putin blinked, half understanding.Kirilenko smiled, stretched out his hand and tapped Putin's forehead, the skin where the cold water was splashed was still cold.Kirilenko spread his palms again and stroked.Putin suddenly lost the thought of hiding, closed his eyes and buried his face in Kirilenko's hands.

There was a chuckle from a man in his ears, the young man pursed his lips forcefully, but still did not lift his head.

Komanic saw Putin coming down from the white SUV again, and the gossip flames in his eyes could no longer be hidden. He ran to Putin's side and opened his eyes wide, Noyu said, "Hey today Whose car is it?"

Putin glanced at him, and walked straight forward, leaving Komanich smirking smirkingly below.

Komanic also felt that there were some things that needed to be clarified.It's like my good friend who has talked about everything for many years secretly talked about a relationship behind my back.

Komanich reached out and took away the pen that Putin was taking notes, and met Putin's dissatisfied gaze.He asked: "Your landlord, do you like him?" Putin's pupils suddenly dilated, and he quickly lowered his head and returned his gaze to his handout.Komanich stretched out his hand to grab Raputin's sleeve like a begging cat.

Putin sighed, and took out the book [I don't know.Maybe. ] "You're not with him?" Komanic asked.Putin shook his head.Komanic reached out and pulled out Putin's pendant, "Then what is this?"

Putin opened Komanic's hand, "It's just a gift from him." Komanic curled his lips and continued: "The last time he patted and hugged you at dinner, and then took you home. Lecture and winking at you."

【…】

Komanic watched Putin being stunned by his series of questions and had nothing to say. He could only clearly put the words "None of your business" in his eyes, shrugged, "Anyway, I think he likes it very much. your."

Holding a mobile phone, I guessed the relationship between the two for a long time, but in the end, the two of them were also unclear, and they lived their lives like an idol drama.

I thought Putin would ignore me anymore, but he still held his pen and continued to write, 【He never said he liked me either. 】

The boy who never bothered to add punctuation marks rarely drew a full stop, and it turned out that he started to quarrel over this matter.

As the saying goes, if you don't die, you won't die. Komanic still couldn't help but want to give an assist, "Didn't you never say that?"

Now Putin really ignored Komanic.

When Putin got into the white car again, Komanich gave a firm gesture of cheer to Kirilenko in the driver's seat.

Putin found that the street view outside the window was not the way home, so he reached out and pulled Kirilenko's sleeve.

Kirilenko stopped at the traffic lights, leaned his elbows on the window sill, looked sideways at Putin, "go to eat."

Around the end of class, Kirilenko parked his car on the corner of the street and sat in the driver's seat to read the comments on his homepage, and the comments that appeared at the end of the day happened to appear.

"The little fairy in Neverland is angry and doesn't know how to say that she likes Peter Pan."

Kirilenko seemed to understand something by using his years of emotional intelligence. He made a phone call to book two seats at a western restaurant, but he couldn't find a flower shop near the school when he turned his head.

-TBC