Male nanny escorts you

It's quite reasonable, it should be something he would do.

92.

I went back, deliberately slowed down, slowly took out the key, shook my arms a few times, then poked it in and opened the door.

He is not within my first sight range, that hardworking little bee is probably busy again.

"I am back."

Would it make more sense to switch to Japanese?Make up your own mind.

"Welcome back." I think he understands my point.

"Um...have you collected my desktop?"

"Cleaned up."

Plain tone.

93.

I quickly slipped into the study, and especially closed the door.

The computer screen was already off, and my heart was in my throat all the way.

The mouse was held by my trembling right hand, and every muscle and bone was a victim of the struggle between my brain and my heart.They tremble and light up life alone.

what.

94.

There was not a single word that I did not write, in other words, he did not leave a single word.

In this way, I felt that I had failed. Although I was not rejected on the spot, it seemed that I had lost the opportunity to follow up.

If I knew this earlier, so what if I was rejected on the spot?

The air around me is filled with a touch of sadness.

95.

"what's for dinner?"

I tried my best to cooperate with his performance, pretending nothing happened, even ignoring that I never ask such questions on weekdays.

He squatted next to the kitchen trash can, peeling a large white radish very skillfully.

"Carrot stick bone soup, two more dishes, do you have anything to eat?"

"No, no, look at the frying." It's been a long time since I opened the refrigerator and made such entanglements.

It sounds like I don't care about tonight's meal, no, I really don't care, but instead I stand behind him, showing no intention of leaving.

Of course he could feel the presence of my big black shadow, so he put down the paring knife and stood up: "Is there anything else you want?"

The unwillingness in my heart is encouraging me. It says that I would rather fall from the clouds in the sky and fall to the ground than stand on a high platform supported by only one branch.

If he's just my friend, or colleague, that's fine.

But this man, who never sees me up and down, cooks for me and sweeps the floor, dangles in front of my eyes all day long wearing an apron of the right size.

Who can stand it?

96.

I don't know how to speak. It seems that I have lived in vain for more than [-] years, or I am old, too old, and I no longer understand passion.

"You have nothing to say to me?"

I thought I could see something through his micro-expressions, but it seems that this is also a manifestation of idealism.

"Huh?" He was dumbfounded.

"It's just... I have a good ability to accept, and it's okay to say anything." I personally cut off the retreat, and I don't regret it.

"what?"

He is still dumbfounded.

is it necessary?

"Did you see the document on my computer screen?"

He quickly shook his head: "Don't worry, absolutely not, the screen was automatically blacked out when I passed by, and I didn't read a single word."

I get it, he didn't see it, and thought I was questioning him now if he saw my 'secret'.

The explanation is not over yet.

"Oh don't get me wrong, I thought it would be nice if you saw it..." I decided to kick in the door to celebrate the twists and turns of my emotional history, "Why don't you take a look now?"

He hesitated.

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97.

"I'd better chop the radishes first, and I'll follow you after stewing the soup."

At this time, my empathetic traits disappeared: "Come with me first, I know that the white radish will not oxidize for a while."

"……Um."

I stopped the steps I was about to take and looked back at him: "So you still saw it."

So I still don't want to.

98.

He shook his head again: "No, really not, I definitely didn't see a single word on your computer, I can swear."

Swear this routine is out of fashion, but just seeing him anxious and serious makes me feel bad.

"Well, I believe you."

Do you think it's over?

"I didn't see the words on the computer, so what made you so frightened?"

99.

I already know, and everything is revealed.

The computer is my carefully chosen version, but not the only one.Compared with the screen that will automatically turn black in a few minutes, paper marks and handwriting are a more appropriate way to express affection.

He must have seen the words I had practiced dozens of times in that pile of scattered printouts.

"I don't want you to stay here as a housekeeper for the rest of your life, I want you to be healthy and happy." The memory of the tip of the pen has long lingered in my mind, and I recited, "If you can, can you stay as a family member?"

100.

Hahaha this kind of plot is too idealistic, how can I, a mature man who is in the middle of the third year, be so nasty?

Let me tell you, those who think I can't do it must be single!

In front of him, I can!

101.

In this way, there is no protection between us at all, and all my clumsy or abrupt feelings are exposed and can be seen at a glance.

"If you refuse me, you won't lose your job because of it, I promise." It is absolutely necessary to keep the consciousness pure, and to distinguish between public and private. Unless you are really together, you only talk about love and don't talk about conditions.

I saw him smile, so light and shallow that I might not be able to see it unless I looked carefully.

I froze for a moment, closed my eyes and opened them again to confirm that he was really smiling.

"I saw it." He personally verified, "I'm sorry I didn't mean it, it's all on your table, and I can't clean it up for you with my eyes closed."

"And then?" The two of us stood opposite each other, I was a little taller than him, his face was slightly raised, his eyes were bright.

"I was taken aback. I found this sentence very familiar, but I'm not sure if it's something from your work or something else."

"Yes, it's something else."

He paused and joked, "Maybe it's possible to get inspiration from it by distributing it indiscriminately."

"of course not."

We must have taken a liking to each other to be able to joke at such a critical moment.

"Then are you serious?" He added the object, "Are you serious about me?"

102.

We are together, the best outcome I could have imagined.

According to him, it was my charm that attracted him. Although he has not yet explained this point, I think the credibility is quite high.

That night, the pot of stick bone and radish soup was so rich that it almost made me drunk.

"Are we together like this?" I asked.

It's really surprising that on such a special day, we were no different from usual, and we ate dinner on time and on time.

"Because it's always been like this."

He helped me take out the biggest stick bone, scooped it up in a small bowl, and poured some soup on it.

"You eat." I brought the bowl he handed over to him.

I must have eaten the biggest piece before, after all, the master.

"Eat it." He wanted to send it over again.

"Eat together?" Actually, I don't know how to eat stick bones together.

103.

We ate a big stick bone together, which was really delicious like never before.

I took him home at night, and we walked together on the dimly lit street.

"How long does it take from my house to yours?"

"Seven and eight minutes."

I thought of the apartment complex he rented, which seemed so old that it would have to be demolished tomorrow.

"When is the rent due?"

"There are still two months."

"and then?"

"decide as things go."

I hummed.

This is the best arrangement. If everything goes well, we will be living together in two months.

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104.

I'm so glad I'm a freelancer.

When writing to the limit, slip out and catch my little cutie.

There are no problems in life that cannot be solved.

It's just that I may have slowed down his efficiency. He used to get off work at eight o'clock on time, but now he occasionally works overtime until ten or even eleven o'clock.

"Don't leave today."

"No, it's time to buy vegetables tomorrow morning. We have to grab the good ones, and we have to make a detour from your house." He gently rejected me. If I didn't know him well, I would think it was playing hard to get.

"Just because of this?"

I don't think so.Because if he sleeps here, he can only make do with me on the same bed, even if it is King Size, but it is a complete one after all.The sofa is big enough, but I can't bear him to sleep on it, and he can't bear me to sleep on it either.

Hey, what a problem.

105.

I still sent him back.

We kissed goodbye in front of the broken stone pier and met a guy who just got off work.I understand that anyone who sees two people huddled together on their supposedly solitary journey home would be a little apprehensive.

Fortunately, my polite and innocent smile moved the stranger, and then he naturally accepted the blessing.

We hugged for a while longer, rocking slowly.

"So I went up?" he said.

"Well, let's go up."

"You too, rest early."

I like to watch his back, because I think I can observe his expression from it.

Amazing skill isn't it?It all comes down to imagination.

106.

Now that we are all together, when our half-year contract expires, we can no longer pay him to do things like I do now.

At least share some of it with him.

But what can I do with this old piece of wood?

Washing, cooking and sweeping illustrations, there is still room for cooking.

Think about that picture, God, how could anyone refuse someone who cooks delicious food.

107.

I wanted to cook for him, but the reality was that I had to devote most of my energy to making sure the meal didn't give me food poisoning.

Kidding.

So far, I have cooked a total of two meals for others.

The first time is