Happy holidays? It was not pleasant at all.
Ding Yinan made breakfast and was just about to start when Huo Zhixiao called again.
Veins suddenly popped up on his forehead, and the urge to shut down the phone flashed in his mind. But good professionalism made Ding Yinan suppress his inner emotions, put down his chopsticks calmly, picked up his phone and said, "What's wrong?"
"I don't want to go to work." Huo Zhixiao's lazy voice sounded from the other end of the phone, followed by the sound of body rubbing against the quilt. Ding Yinan can almost imagine Huo Zhixiao lying on the bed and resisting getting up.
"If you don't want to go to work, report to the administrative secretary to ask for leave." Ding Yinan said.
"Who is the administrative secretary?" Huo Zhixiao asked.
Ding Yinan reported a name.
"do not know."
Huo Zhixiao also asked for leave before. He will tell Ding Yinan not to go to work today, and Ding Yinan will take the initiative to report to the administrative secretary.
A very simple process that takes less than a minute.
Ding Yinan couldn't figure out why there was so much nonsense about such a simple matter today.
He gave up the idea of pushing the administrative secretary's WeChat business card to Huo Zhixiao, and said patiently, "I'll help you report."
"Okay." Huo Zhixiao responded, but did not hang up the phone, but asked suddenly, "What are you doing?"
"Eat breakfast." Ding Yinan said.
"I didn't have breakfast."
There was a bit of grievance in the tone, and of course it was more of a hint - I don't have breakfast, so you make it for me.
Ding Yinan finally couldn't take it anymore: "I'm on vacation!"
The house was simply tidied up yesterday, but it was still far from Ding Yinan's standard of cleanliness.
He put all Han Shuo's things into cardboard boxes, and the small room suddenly became spacious, and even his mood improved a lot.
After mopping the floor carefully, and throwing the clothes brought back from the business trip into the washing machine, Ding Yinan had time to organize other things in the suitcase.
In addition to the unopened travel-sized toiletries, there were souvenirs stuffed for them by Liu Zhishu in the box. They are all dried mushrooms, which are very suitable for stewing soup.
Ding Yinan picked up these packages of local specialties and was about to stuff them into the locker, but at this moment a small object suddenly fell out from between the two packages, it was a delicately crafted bamboo dragonfly.
Ding Yinan doesn't like to keep useless things at home. The decoration style of his house is a minimalist Japanese style, without even a decoration to cultivate one's sentiment.
Once he replaced his mobile phone with a new one, and there was an extra charger at home. He sold the old charger on Xianyu in a blink of an eye, and Han Shuo laughed at him, since he was not short of money, so why did he sell it.
Of course, Ding Yinan was not short of those tens of dollars, he just didn't want to keep things "in case of emergencies" at home, but things that might "never come in handy".
Originally, his home was not spacious, and if he wanted the house to be tidy and clean, he had to learn how to separate.
But now looking at the bamboo dragonfly in his hand, Ding Yinan found himself in a difficult situation.
He knew very well that this thing would never come in handy, and according to his usual style of doing things, he would definitely throw it away without hesitation.
This is like every time he goes on a business trip, he never brings home souvenirs, because these things are of no value to him.
But the problem now is that this bamboo dragonfly was given to him by Huo Zhixiao, and Huo Zhixiao is his boss.
No employee will throw away what the boss gave him, unless he doesn't want to do it anymore, and he is not afraid of the boss asking.
After hesitating for a while, Ding Yinan still put the bamboo dragonfly into the drawer of the coffee table.
He sent a message to Han Shuo, asking for the delivery address, and Han Shuo replied that he would pick it up by car at night, so he didn't care about it anymore.
After every cleaning, Ding Yinan used to cook a big meal to reward himself, and today is no exception. However, just after he changed his shoes and went out, he received a call from Huo Zhixiao.
"What are you doing?"
This is the second time Huo Zhixiao asked this question today.
"Get ready to buy vegetables." Ding Yinan said.
"I want to take Sanbai to get rabies vaccination." Huo Zhixiao said, "You go with me."
Huo Zhixiao took it for granted that Ding Yinan thought he was still at work. "I'm on vacation," he reminded a second time today.
"Aren't you okay?" Huo Zhixiao asked.
"I… "
To be precise, Ding Yinan is indeed fine. He subconsciously wondered if there were any other excuses in his mind, but he still couldn't come up with a reasonable excuse, so he finally had to compromise and said, "I'll find the nearest pet hospital."
There are two or three veterinary hospitals nearby, and they are all about the same distance. Ding Yinan picked the one with the best score, and then met Huo Zhixiao directly at the pet hospital.
When the little girl at the front desk of the hospital created a file for San Baisui, she would glance at Ding Yinan's neck every now and then.
Ding Yinan knew that Huo Zhixiao's hickey still remained on his neck, and he tried his best to wear a casual shirt with a high collar to go out, but he still couldn't completely cover up the high-profile trace.
The little girl slammed the Enter key and asked again: "Did you two raise it together?"
Before Ding Yinan could answer, Huo Zhixiao who was at the side answered "Yes". The little girl covered her mouth and smiled, "Come with me."
Rabies vaccination is not a complicated treatment, and the little girl at the front desk can do it alone.
The thin steel needle pierced Three Hundred Years Old's back. At first it didn't respond, but as soon as the needle was withdrawn, it began to scream. The little girl quickly rubbed its back, and at the same time, she did not forget to comfort her: "It's okay, it's 300 years old, your parents are here."
When Ding Yinan heard this, a question mark popped up in his head, what's going on with the little girls nowadays
After staying in the hospital for observation for half an hour, San Baisui was still alive and kicking, so the younger sister told the two of them to leave.
Ding Yinan planned to continue to go to the nearby farmer's market to buy vegetables, but Huo Zhixiao had no intention of going home, and walked towards Ding Yinan's house as soon as he left the pet hospital.
"Where are you going?" Ding Yinan asked strangely.
"Your house." Huo Zhixiao said indifferently, "Cengfan."
"No." Ding Yinan had a headache, "I'm on vacation, can't you invite a friend to dinner?"
Huo Zhixiao asked seriously: "Does having an extra pair of chopsticks bother you?"
Not really.
Dan Ding Yinan is not happy to have to serve Huo Zhixiao during the break time. He said: "You can go, you wash the dishes."
Huo Zhixiao stopped, looked at Ding Yinan and asked, "You let me do the dishes?"
"Yes." Ding Yinan said, "I told you in advance that my house doesn't have a dishwasher."
Huo Zhixiao pursed his lips, hesitation flashed across his expression, but he finally said "yes".
The big meal that was originally a reward for himself turned into a meal according to Uncle Huo's preferences. Ding Yinan could only comfort himself that at least he saved himself the trouble of washing dishes.
However, after dinner, Ding Yinan heard the crackling sound coming from the kitchen, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and drove Huo Zhixiao out of the kitchen.
Although the dishes in his house are not made by famous teachers and are not worth a lot of money, the patterns are carefully selected by him, and he doesn't want to be ruined by Huo Zhixiao for nothing.
Huo Zhixiao went to the living room to play with San Baisui, but not long after, Ding Yinan heard Huo Zhixiao ask, "Where's the bamboo dragonfly I gave you?"
Ding Yinan secretly rejoiced that he didn't throw away the bamboo dragonfly, he replied while washing the dishes: "It's in the drawer of the coffee table."
The sound of a drawer being opened soon sounded outside, but at this moment, a white light flashed in Ding Yinan's mind, he threw down the bowl in his hand and ran back to the living room, but it was too late.
Huo Zhixiao took out a slender object from the drawer, it wasn't a bamboo dragonfly, but... an electric massage stick.
Ding Yinan instantly wanted to die. For the first time in his life, he experienced what is called a death scene.
However, Huo Zhixiao still looked at the things in his hand with great interest, and asked Ding Yinan, "Ding Zhu, do you usually use this to masturbate?"
"It's none of your business." Ding Yinan didn't care about the foam in his hands, he snatched the things from Huo Zhixiao's hands and threw them into the drawer.
But Huo Zhixiao obviously didn't let him go, and continued to ask: "Do you like to use it lying down or on your stomach?"
Ding Yinan immediately realized that this question was wrong, he blushed unconsciously, and said angrily, "Don't imagine!"
Huo Zhixiao laughed straight, and he said, "How much trouble have I caused? You can find me if you want."
"Why did you find me?" Ding Yinan was still furious, "It takes at least two hours to fully charge, and you only need half an hour. How dare you compare it with it?"
As soon as he said the words, Ding Yinan regretted it. Because he saw Huo Zhixiao's smile disappear instantly, and even narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Having stayed by Huo Zhixiao's side for so many years, Ding Yinan clearly knew that this was a sign of his anger.
The next second, Huo Zhixiao took a sudden step forward, grabbed Ding Yinan's hips and hugged him up.
"Go to bed." Huo Zhixiao raised his chin, looked at Ding Yinan with deep eyes and said, "You're so good that you call me brother."
"Huo Zhixiao!" Ding Yinan supported Huo Zhixiao's shoulders in a panic, wiped all the foam on his clothes, "Put me down!"
Huo Zhixiao hugged Ding Yinan and walked straight to the bedroom, but at this moment, the sound of the electronic lock being unlocked suddenly came from the door.
Han Shuo walked in from the outside, and the actions of the three of them froze in place as if they had pressed the pause button.
Ding Yinan was the first to recover and jumped off Huo Zhixiao. But before he could speak, he heard "wife" in the living room.
He subconsciously thought that Han Shuo was calling him, but Han Shuo by the door did not speak.
Huo Zhixiao at the side naturally embraced Ding Yinan's shoulder, pointed at Han with his chin and said, "Honey, your ex-boyfriend is here."
nonsense.
Ding Yinan was not blind, he knew very well that Huo Zhixiao's original intention was not to remind him, but just to stimulate Han Shuo by saying the words "wife" and "ex-boyfriend".
His purpose of doing this is probably to avenge that punch.
But in front of Han Shuo, Ding Yinan was inconvenient to correct, so he could only ignore Huo Zhixiao, and said to Han: "Everything is by the door, you can take it away."
Han Shuo had a lot of things, and he had to go back and forth several times before moving them out. When he interrupted, Huo Zhixiao didn't bother with Ding Yinan about "half an hour", but just played with San Baisui boredly.
After Han Shuo left completely, Ding Yinan asked Huo Zhixiao, "Aren't you leaving?"
"Wait a minute." Huo Zhixiao said lazily, "What if he stays downstairs waiting to beat me up?"
Ding Yinan really wanted to say, you know you deserve a beating, don't you
But he still said calmly on the surface: "Then hit him back."
At the beginning, Huo Xun told Ding Yinan to keep an eye on Huo Zhixiao and stop going to the bar because Huo Zhixiao had a lot of fights and troubles when he was in school. So Ding Yinan was not worried at all that Huo Zhixiao would suffer in the fight.
Of course, he didn't really encourage Huo Zhixiao to fight, he just wanted him to go home early.
Huo Zhixiao didn't make excuses to stay any longer, he stood up and said, "Okay, see you tomorrow."
Veins suddenly popped up on Ding Yinan's forehead: "I'll be on vacation tomorrow too!"