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Ten minutes later, we were sitting in the living room, he was sitting upright, and I was holding the computer with a serious face, as if it was the day of the interview.

60.

"What is your favorite color?"

"blue."

"why?"

"I can't tell, he is the most suitable color for me."

I chose a very common question to start, hoping not to make him feel too strange.

"Do you like your current job?"

"I like it, I like it very much."

"Have you considered changing jobs?"

"Of course I thought about it, but at the moment I think this job is the most suitable for me."

I thumped in my heart, because the rounding up of these words meant that he would leave me after he personally admitted.

61.

"You learned housekeeping when you were in school? Boys are less likely to learn this."

I also asked a lot of questions in the middle, and this is the first one that is close to the real theme in my mind.

"No, our school probably doesn't have a major in home economics." He also thought about it seriously, "Both majors are in media."

This fell beyond my expectation.

Wait... Undergraduate, I, graduated from a bachelor's degree.

"So for the dream?" I had to distract myself to sound like I was trying to flesh out a character.

"Of course not, it's for relaxation." He answered every question seriously.

But I'm too lazy to complain...

Easy, if only everyone thought so.

"are you serious?"

"Of course it's also because I can meet customers like you."

62.

It developed to the back, long after the normal off-duty time, but he stayed to chat with me.

"Actually." He is so smart, how could he not notice, "Do you have any other questions to ask me?"

He hasn't changed, the same as when he came for the interview a few months ago.

Always leaves me speechless.

63.

"I'm a little curious. You can actually do a better job. Why did you choose this line of work and do it so well?" I stopped being polite.

He didn't seem to want to tell me.

But I rudely did not budge.

The atmosphere is deadlocked, and someone needs to do something.

"I don't particularly want to understand this question." His sincerity is engraved in every second, "I can indeed choose a job with a higher social status or higher salary, but I want to take a break."

I nodded.

Their slow-paced career is probably not something I can do my best in my life.

"And if you think I'm doing a good job, you can praise me for my ability to imitate."

What does it have to do with the ability to imitate?

"I was the one who was served when I was a child, and I never did housework."

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I went to happy fishing yesterday, so I didn’t update it. After that, I should probably be able to update it every day until the end.

64.

Children raised by rich people really have an indescribable softness.

Although he said such a sentence without any waves, I couldn't do anything except restrain my doubts and pity a little.

Can't even, sympathize.

Life is such a shameless devil, it makes a boy who never does housework grow all the way to a top expert in this industry.

65.

The media is somewhat related to the social circles I usually contact, at least there are cross-business.

Almighty circle of friends, give me strength.

"Do you want to find a counterpart job?"

He didn't even think for a few seconds, and shook his head directly at me and said, "I am quite suitable for my job now, or do you think there is something dissatisfied?"

"No, you've done a very good job." I held up my phone and showed him, "I have a friend in the media industry who was in a hurry to recruit recently, and all of them were sent to me."

He read in silence.

"I see that the salary is quite high and the treatment is good, so I'll ask you."

The salary is twice what he is now, a relatively leisurely job in a big company, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I spent a lot of money to invite friends to dinner for this.

"I'm fine now." He did read every word, but his reaction was cold.

"Young people should make a breakthrough. Of course, being able to do housework is an advantage. In the future, if you get a job again, it will be very marketable."

"Do you wish me to go?"

66.

It's too cruel.

He is the successor of Xiao Li Fei Dao, and his skills are steady and ruthless.And I was that broken wooden target, waiting to be stabbed in the heart by him every word.

"I wish you never left."

As soon as the words fell, both he and I were stunned.

This is not a big deal, but I have a slightly joking tone?It won't be as stiff as it is now.

"I'm not kidding."

67.

When it comes to making up the knife, I only obey myself.

And he, the one sitting across from the strange man, said in the same non-joking tone: "Thank you."

68.

I told him that I was conceiving short stories before, not just an excuse.

There is indeed such a thing to write, and it is true that some content of the chat at that time was used as material.

The setting of the background is that the down-and-out young master is doing art on the street in order to make a living. He hopes that someone will come to see him, so that there may be more people who are willing to give him change.He also looked at those people coldly, with a playfulness that could not be changed.Perhaps it is also out of ignorance, like himself, he has never spent time on the street watching people performing arts.

The length does not need to be too long, because this article is not counting money by words.

Except for the background of the protagonist to a certain extent, the whole story is from his own imagination. The people in the story are far from my prototype.

Also because I was reluctant to tell the only thing I knew about him.

69.

The night I finished writing this story, I asked him if he wanted to go out to dinner.

"How about we go eat hot pot later?"

"Suddenly."

I wondered if dinner preparation hadn't started at three or four o'clock.

"Well, the work was completed ahead of schedule today, and I just heard about a restaurant with a very good taste, so I want to try it."

"Then...you want to take me there?"

It's a strange combination for the nanny and the employer to eat hot pot, but so what.

"Yeah, you don't need to cook anymore, take a rest."

He wasn't happy about leaving get off work early, but he finally agreed, and we planned to leave at five o'clock.

70.

Going out for dinner together for the first time, saying it was just a whim is too unlikely.

But I was really unprepared.Just like when he came to ask for interview information, and like when I wandered in warm water and suddenly found that I couldn't do without him.

But I feel that there is a high probability that he will never understand my feelings.

That young man whose starting point was different from mine just happened to stop in my world.

It's my pleasure.

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71.

Today is not a good day to hang your head down.

On this good day when many wishes were fulfilled, he sat in my co-pilot seat, although he hasn't spoken to me since he turned on the car radio.

There were not many people when we arrived, so we sat down directly at the empty table in the main hall.

Should people with small thoughts go to the box?But today there are only the two of us, and we can't make up the minimum consumption.

The menu of this store is a piece of paper and a pencil, and the main points are directly marked on it.

I asked him to watch it first, but he refused to say anything.I also said that I am a complete omnivore and suffer from severe choice phobia, so he looked around helplessly and ticked three things.

I took a look, hey, emerald white jade red agate.

No, I mean, soft tofu with duck blood and cabbage.

"We have really similar tastes."

I don't need you to tell me that I also know that my flirting skills need to be improved.

72.

Hot pot is a good thing.

Delicious is for sure, what I want to particularly praise is his assist attribute.

It's a trivial matter to order and pick up vegetables. The main thing is that when you look up and see the person opposite the vast white hot steam, you really can't tell whether your own heat is from the steam or from the beating of your heart.

"I've heard that everyone eats hairy belly differently, which one are you?" I asked.

"Up and down."

"I never understood why it wasn't up and down or seven up and down."

With a shake of his chopsticks, the hairy belly almost slipped back into the pot: "I guess it fell into the mouth at the last stroke, and it can't get up."

"...hahahahaha."

a little cold.

73.

Although neither of us are chatty types, I can tell that he is in a good mood.

"you......"

There was an unfamiliar voice behind me.

He raised his head, and I turned my head. It was a 50-year-old man with his long-sleeved shirt rolled up to his upper arm, sweating profusely and reeking of alcohol.

Maybe it was the age when he should wear reading glasses. The man rubbed his eyes several times after seeing him.

What's wrong with this?

74.

I was wrong, they knew each other.

The suspected drunk man chattered for a long time, and finally said, "Your parents miss you very much."

If you want to talk about An's eyes, I will definitely look at Keren in front of me.

Why is he still calm, apart from his slightly pursed lips, there is nothing different.

I don't want to be a melon eater here and now.

75.

"How are you doing recently?" It's definitely not wrong to care about the elders like this.

The man behind me took a few steps closer, his mouth must be open, and he sprayed me on the back of the head as soon as he exhaled.

"I'm fine." The man hesitated, "Do you want to go back and see them?"

"Do not."

What kind of plot is this.

My little cutie turned black in vain?

76.

They didn't exchange many pleasantries, mainly because he didn't have that intention, and the man was too embarrassed to stay for a long time.

For the rest of the meal, he and I were competing to be perfunctory.

I ate almost to the end, and seeing that he was in a stable mood, I asked, "Are you full?"

He hadn't moved his chopsticks for almost 10 minutes. To be polite, he ate the peanuts from the self-serve counter, and ate cold ones for free.

"Ah."

"Let's go.