I am your black forever

When Fang Jie woke up the next morning, he found that he had already laid down in his sleep.He brought his facial features together to the center of his face, winking and thinking about something.Suddenly, he squinted and looked at the face of the sleeping person beside him. There was no calculation in his eyes, but full of thought.

At this time, Gu Xiaocheng who usually slept until seven or eight o'clock beside him also gradually woke up with the feeling of being watched unnaturally, and when he became conscious, he felt that something was staring at him.So he also squinted, and slowly slid his eyeballs to Fang Jie's side. After a look, he saw that the man was staring at him.

He suddenly felt a little nervous, thinking about what was wrong with this person, so early in the morning, he looked at him with this kind of confused eyes, without saying a word, with speculation.He moved his throat, found his voice after getting up early, and asked, "Why are you staring at me like this? It's really creepy."

Fang Jie heard him ask, thought for a while, and replied: "You..." When he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was hoarse and something was wrong, coughed, and then he spoke normally: "Did you say those things last night... Did you say that you were walking?" Tricked me into sex..." He wanted to say "tricked me into bed", but for some reason, he felt that this word was too disgusting, so he didn't complete the sentence. The word "going to bed" is not disgusting, but it seems that the relationship between the two is too beautiful and pure, so using any vulgar or sensual words can make it a disgusting relationship like.

When Gu Xiaocheng heard this, of course he understood what he meant, suddenly became annoyed, and replied in a very bad tone: "I lied to you to go to bed with X's head!"

Fang Jie was taken aback when he heard this, and then said: "I'll just ask, why are you calling me swear words?" Gu Xiaocheng turned his head to look at him: "You don't pretend to be civilized, you usually have a clean mouth? There are many swear words Throw it on me. Don't think that you drink a lot of orange juice recently, and your breath is very fresh when you wake up in the morning, so your mouth really doesn't smell bad!"

Fang Jie said, "What are you talking about? I just asked."

After that, the life of the two of them went on without wind and waves. There were some small fights, but overall it was very peaceful, and there was no such thing.In order to avoid causing Fang Jie's anxiety or unnecessary suspicion, Gu Xiaocheng resolved some things on his own, because he really didn't want to see a little hen who seemed particularly anxious walking around the room quietly. Go, for fear that if something is wrong, it will disturb him or cause some evil thoughts and actions in him.

Nearly another month passed in a daze, and after entering June, it was the beginning of summer, and the weather gradually took on the shadow of summer.

Fang Jie was sitting in the small shop. Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, Thursday the [-]th, and his father will come to him for dinner at night.

Because the weather was getting hotter, he was afraid that the store would be stuffy, so he closed the iron rolling door higher than usual.He wore a washed denim cotton stand-up collar three-quarter-sleeve pullover shirt, a pair of army green tapered ankle trousers underneath, and a pair of flip flops and sat in front of the long table.His feet in flip flops were also restless, with his big toe and second toe still squeezing and twisting desperately under the table.

It was a bit hot, and Gu Xiaocheng was only wearing a T-shirt and those loose and airy sweatpants. He wandered around the first floor, then glanced at Fang Jie's hardworking figure, shook himself, and went upstairs to fetch He took a pad and went downstairs, dragged a chair, and sat behind Fang Jie's left.

A table of design drafts was spread out next to Fang Jie's computer, while he was plucking his hair in a "manic" way, and at the same time he was "violently" eliminating the bad and retaining the good, screening the drafts on that table-every time a new one was released. The past was his most painful time, and Xiao Shangxin didn't have to be so annoying.His small shop usually releases new products on the first, third, and fifth, and these are small new products. Those new products are designed by him last month, but have not been released in the past month, and there will be new products every month or three weeks or so. Once a new product is launched, he has to evaluate which products will sell well and which products will have a large profit margin, and then design at least [-] drafts of new products, and then select a dozen or so samples and send them to the small factory in the West District for printing. .The prices of old products have to be adjusted, and the online store has to make various price adjustments and preferential settings in response to various activities of the main operator of the website.So throughout the year, it is indeed enough for me to be busy.

He knew that Gu Xiaocheng was sitting behind him, so he had no time to pay attention to him, so he just plucked his hair twice, glanced back, and turned his head to "work hard at the desk".

Under the bright sun, let alone in such a bright hall on the first floor, the iron rolling door was rolled up at a not-so-low position, Fang Jie was not afraid of what Gu Xiaocheng would do, that kind of situation in a place where there were only two people. The little hen-like anxiety that only exists in a closed room is completely gone at this moment.He is very safe, bent over his desk to do what he should do.

Gu Xiaocheng looked at his back with his hair brushed, and felt that he had both the mania of an artist and the rigidity of a digital worker.I don't know if it's because he was the one who did the design of his small shop, and he was the one who looked after the bills, which made him look like a madman now, as if he was forced into a madman by two inherently incompatible characteristics.

Gu Xiaocheng sighed in a low voice, which caught Fang Jie's attention. He turned around and asked, "What's the matter? The wireless network speed on the first floor is not slow, so it makes you stuck watching X-rays?" ?” Just to tease him.

Even if a person like Gu Xiaocheng is ridiculed by others, he will only become more excited when he hears Fang Jie say something that is not serious. He leans over his left shoulder and says, "Huh? How do you know? But I didn't read it online. Ah, I have saved it on this pad——by the way, you haven’t watched the men’s movies, have you? Do you want to watch it tonight..."

He entertained himself and said a lot of nonsense without knowing it, until he noticed the two contemptuous eyes of Fang Jie who turned his head, and then consciously stopped the end of the sentence and stopped talking.I murmured in my heart: What are you looking at?Is it really on my pad...

He slumped back on the back of the chair and got into the net by himself.After a while, he felt bored again, and wanted to talk to Fang Jie, so he leaned forward and leaned over to the long table to take a look at the manuscripts. There was still a pile of water-soluble colored pencils scattered in front of the manuscripts. He stretched out his right hand to make up two strokes on a certain manuscript.Gu Xiaocheng asked: "How good it is for you to put the pencil on the right hand side, and how convenient it is to hold." Fang Jie didn't turn his head, and said: "Put it on the right side, sometimes it falls to the ground with a wave of the hand, and the 'ba' is a big part of it." The core broke inside." Gu Xiaocheng asked: "You don't want to get a pen holder, don't you sell this anyway?" Fang Jie didn't look back, and replied: "I thought about dismantling one before and getting it from the factory. The finished products are all new, and I am reluctant to use them myself, so I still sell them. ——Before...the sample was taken home by the master who always helped me in the factory over there for his daughter to use. Yes, and... Another time I took a sample back and put it on the table. After a few days, Lao Zhou from the photocopy shop next door brought his ten-year-old daughter to visit. His daughter liked it, so I gave it to his daughter. gone."

It was only then that Gu Xiaocheng noticed that although he was selling these cute things, the stationery for himself on the long table were all serious and boring styles, so he thought about what would happen to him. It wasn't because Fang Jie was afraid that when the shopkeeper next door brought his daughter to visit, he would want all the cute things on his table, so he simply didn't use them himself.

Gu Xiaocheng thought for a while, and rolled his eyes twice, just in time Fang Jie turned his head to look at him, and caught his little movement of rolling his eyes.Fang Jie turned his head, thought for a while, and asked him: "You don't think I'm not willing to give things to other people's daughters, so I don't use them myself, and don't put some beautiful and cute stationery on the table?"

Gu Xiaocheng's "mindfulness" was exposed, he laughed awkwardly twice, and said: "No, no." Fang Jie didn't believe him, and said "No", but what happened to the two dry laughter before? What's going on?So he paused, and whispered without turning his head: "I am so stingy in your eyes? When the daughter from the next door comes, she always likes one or two things when she sees something. , directly expressing to me that she likes it, holding it in her hand without letting it go. Her father would definitely not allow her to do this if she saw it, but I don't care, after all, they are all small things, and I can afford them. I How can I go so hard to guard against a little girl? ——I don’t need it, I don’t need it because of these things, you can see for yourself, which one is for men, when you and I were in high school, you would buy these stationery for use ?”

Gu Xiaocheng thought for a while, and said: "That's right, at that time, there seemed to be many small shops selling small stationery, letter paper, photo frames, etc. next to each school, and the female students seemed to have to go shopping at noon. I will go back to school. That’s right, boys don’t buy that kind of thing.” He paused, and then said: “Thinking about it now, those small shops that popped up at that time should be due to the demolition of a group of alleys earlier. It’s because of the small commodity street.”

Fang Jie listened to his words, paused for a while, typed a few words on the computer, and said, "Yes, stationery is a lifelong fad in women's hearts. You think it's rare for junior high school and primary school students to be fascinated by clothes." Few people have a concept, but they have already started to like cute stationery at that time, and this kind of love will always accompany them through their student life before university. The university is busy with love, and at that time they loved beauty and makeup more. Clothes are popular, and after entering the workplace, you have to be busy with work and find a partner to get married. People have also become gloomy and pragmatic. During that time, you will not like cute things. Once you get married and have children... Haha, they I started to pay attention to this aspect again, as if I put all my cuteness on the children, and bought the cutest stationery for their babies to write and draw."

Fang Jie's "haha" was mixed in his words, which seemed particularly abrupt. It sounded a bit like "haha, they are starting to pay attention to this aspect again, so my time to make money is coming", which is like Like a stinking little shopkeeper rubbing his hands in secret, waiting for an opportunity to make money, his face is still a little crooked, and his eyes are also extremely treacherous.

Gu Xiaocheng unconsciously associated Fang Jie with that image because of that "haha", after thinking about it, he suddenly burst out laughing because he couldn't imagine it.He couldn't connect the image of the pure lamb, the anxious pullet, and the little businessman rubbing his hands waiting to make money in one person.

Fang Jie was puzzled when he heard his inexplicable laughter, turned his head, looked at him and asked, "What are you laughing at?" Gu Xiaocheng shook his hand while laughing, and said, "It's nothing, nothing." Fang Jie rolled his eyes at him, curled his lips , turned around again.

Gu Xiaocheng looked at his manuscript again, and asked him: "Oh? How did I find out in the past few months that you have to produce this kind of washi tape every time, and you have to design a batch every month, is it endless?" Fang Jie looked up. Glancing at the computer, he said, "Ah? This one, this one must be there, easy to design, and easy to sell. You see, this tape is nothing more than printing on the top, and it's all two-dimensional, and other things are as big as desktop storage. The outer shell of a correction tape is so small that it is three-dimensional, and the pattern making is more complicated. And now the factory has obtained the supply of adhesive tape for N times, and the adhesive tape on my batch of paper tape is more than N The adhesiveness of the first sticker should be stronger, and when the buyer buys it back, it can be used as a bookmark, just tear off a small piece and paste it where to mark it.”

Today is the Dragon Boat Festival. In Wucheng, mugwort leaves are usually hung in front of the door since yesterday.Fang Jie belongs to the younger generation, and generally doesn't care about such old customs, but his father started reminding him the day before, asking him to go to the vegetable market to buy a handful of mugwort leaves, saying that they can be sold at the entrance of the vegetable market, and it only costs [-] cents a piece. Well, after buying it home, it will be hung upside down outside his shop with the leaves down.

Fang Jie was too lazy to go to the vegetable market yesterday to buy mugwort leaves, so he asked Gu Xiaocheng, an idler from the family, to go north, then turn east, and go to the vegetable market to buy a handful of mugwort leaves.Before Gu Xiaocheng left, Fang Jie repeatedly told him: "Fifty cents a piece, don't be deceived, give them more money." That tone was like the kind of parent who asked his seven or eight-year-old child to go out to buy salt for the first time. The tone is the same when buying sugar and soy sauce, wanting to give them a chance to "social experience", but afraid that they will be cheated by unscrupulous traders outside.

Gu Xiaocheng looked at his face repeatedly emphasizing "fifty cents a handful", and wondered in his heart: Is it you who can do business or I who can do business, and how can I ask them to blackmail me?

So I went out and bought a large clump of thick green wormwood with [-] cents. It was more than ten inches long, with wormwood stalks and leaves in the middle, and some calamus on the outside, and tied it into a bunch.Unexpectedly, after Fang Jie saw the real thing, he still had to confirm: "Fifty cents?" Gu Xiaocheng nodded: "Fifty cents."

Fang Jie hung this upside down outside his shop.It cannot be hung on the rolling shutter door, only on the handle outside the tempered glass door inside the rolling shutter door.

When Fang Jie opened the shop today, he looked at the clump of wormwood, and the moisture had already dissipated a little.This wormwood will hang here for several weeks until it withers completely.

In the evening, Lao Fang brought over a plastic bag of zongzi.These were all made by him yesterday. After he finished making them, he cooked them in a pressure cooker. He divided them into three batches.

Both Lao Fang and Xiao Fang don’t work in any unit, so during the holidays, there is no festival stuff to take home, so everything has to be done by yourself, like this Dragon Boat Festival, you have to make zongzi yourself eat.

Lao Fang’s tenant, Xiao Qin, works in a Japanese-funded enterprise, and it’s a small and medium-sized company, so he doesn’t think about giving out some zongzi for the Dragon Boat Festival and mooncakes for the Mid-Autumn Festival.And another tenant, Xiao Li, is a "fetal vegetarian", that is, the kind of person who can't eat meat since he was born. He said that when he was young, his parents forced him to eat meat, and he would spit it out after eating, so This time their unit gave out a very good gift box of zongzi, but he couldn't eat it because there were vegetarian ones and meat in it, so he sent the gift box home for his parents to eat.He didn't pick out the vegetarian rice dumplings inside. In order to maintain the integrity of the gift box, he was also a filial person. He was afraid that it would look ugly to send it to his parents after tearing it apart.

So this year, Xiao Qin, who works in a Japanese company, and Xiao Li, who works in the power supply bureau and is waiting to enter the establishment, have no zongzi to eat. Fortunately, they have a landlord who is usually quite enthusiastic.After Lao Fang cooked the zongzi, he gave Xiao Qin five of each kind, six of Baishui zongzi and six of red bean zongzi to Xiao Li.Yesterday, he enthusiastically took more than a dozen of them and went to visit his old neighbor, Lao Wu—the same old Wu who went to the garden with him every year.Lao Wu also returned a bag of zongzi distributed by his son-in-law’s work unit to Lao Fang as a gift, and said: “Actually, I don’t want to eat their packaged zongzi. I still want to eat this zongzi made by you every year, especially It's this Baishui Zongzi."

Today, after Lao Fang left, Xiao Qin and Xiao Li each cooked a rice dumpling as a staple food for dinner. Xiao Li said while eating: "Uncle Fang's white water rice dumplings are really delicious, and the aroma of the rice dumpling leaves is really delicious." It’s too thick.” Xiao Li is from the north and is used to calling his elders “Uncle XX” and “Aunt XX”, while Xiao Qin is from the south and is still used to calling them “Uncle XX” and “Aunt XX”.Xiao Qin took a bite of the stewed meat dumpling that was shiny with a layer of grease on his plate, but not greasy to eat, and said: "Well, Uncle Fang's meat dumpling is also very good. Anyway, I won’t be cooking any more.” Xiao Li asked, “Huh? No more cooking? You eat glutinous rice every day, can you bear it?”

At this time, in Xiaofang's shop, three people were sitting around a table, eating rice dumplings.Anyway, Xiao Fang has always been a little absent-minded when eating, and he was thinking about other things while eating.While Xiao Gu ate it, he praised Lao Fang's dumplings for how delicious they were. There was nothing like heaven and earth. He praised Lao Fang so much that he almost thought that he could be the head chef of the state banquet hall.

Lao Fang also brought some Shaoxing rice wine over for dinner. There was also a plate of marinated beef tendon and a plate of stir-fried vegetables on the table. Lao Fang ate the beef himself, so he ordered some wine, and persuaded the young people to drink some, saying that it was warm Get rid of evil spirits.Fang Jie doesn't like to drink yellow rice wine, so he doesn't pour wine from a bowl alone, and only takes a couple of sips from Gu Xiaocheng's bowl once in a while.Gu Xiaocheng helped him peel the rice dumplings and asked him if he wanted to dip them in sugar, but he said he didn't like the ones dipped in sugar, saying that it would ruin the natural aroma of the top-quality rice dumplings chosen by his father.Old Fang was dull, and when he saw the two people "not seeing outside" and "you come and go" under his nose, he didn't think there was anything wrong, and he echoed: "Yes, yes, he never eats the white water rice dumplings made by me." Not dipped in sugar".

Therefore, this "family" seems to be quite happy.