At the beginning of his work, Ding Yinan rented a small single room outside the Fifth Ring Road in order to save money.
I have to get up at six o'clock every morning to commute, and it takes more than three hours to commute to and from the road. Later, because there were more and more jobs in his hands, it was too inconvenient, so he saved enough money to make the down payment, and bought a cheap apartment ten minutes' walk from Huo Zhixiao's house.
When choosing a neighborhood, the real estate agency recommended several real estate properties next to the subway to Ding Yinan. Even though Ding Yinan always emphasized that he wanted to stay away from the downtown area, the other party still asked him to consider travel needs first as always.
It is indeed difficult to empathize with each other. Most people think about problems only from their own cognition.
In a big city, 90% of the people are working class, so agents who are also working class always rank real estate projects according to their own standards.
Ding Yinan really wanted to ask the other party a question that was not pleasant to hear: Do rich people still consider whether there is a subway nearby when buying a house
He wasn't talking about himself, but he just wanted to give a counterexample to tell the other party that not everyone's needs are the same.
But thinking about it the other way around, not everyone is like Ding Yinan, who is thoughtful enough to always accurately address Huo Zhixiao's needs.
In the end, Ding Yinan switched to another reliable agent, who recommended him several real estate properties that met his needs. After thinking about it, he bought them directly near Huo Zhixiao's house.
After dragging his suitcase and leaving home, Ding Yinan planned to go to a nearby fast hotel to make do for one night.
There is no large commercial district in this area, and the surrounding area is basically a residential area, so it will be very quiet at night. The wheels of the suitcase rolled on the ground and made a rumbling sound, which seemed particularly abrupt in this quiet night.
Ding Yinan didn't like making high-profile noises, so he tried to speed up his pace and walked towards the express hotel. But when he saw that the hotel was just ahead, another sudden voice floated into his ears.
"Ding Zhu?"
Ding Yinan followed the sound and saw Huo Zhixiao standing in front of a convenience store, holding the cigarettes he had just bought in his hand.
"Why are you here?" Huo Zhixiao asked.
Ding Yinan didn't think about how to explain why he appeared here for a while, but Huo Zhixiao asked again: "Every time you go on a business trip, you will come to stay in the hotel first?"
"...That's not true." Ding Yinan thought for a while, and made up an excuse, "The water is cut off at home."
Huo Zhixiao chuckled, and asked, "Is it because the water was cut off or because I had a fight with my boyfriend?"
Ding Yinan was caught off guard. He forgot that when he made an appointment with Han Shuo this morning to go home and talk again, Huo Zhixiao was standing by the side, and even meddled with it.
"It's not very pleasant indeed," he admitted honestly.
"Let's go." Huo Zhixiao walked towards his family's neighborhood with strides, "Go to my house."
"Wait." Ding Yinan quickly called Huo Zhixiao to stop, "I'll just stay in a hotel."
Huo Zhixiao stopped, turned around to look at Ding Yinan, and asked inexplicably, "Why?"
Yeah, why.
This question is a bit tricky for Ding Yinan.
Tomorrow morning, the two will go on a business trip together, so it is normal to gather in advance. Besides, it's not that Ding Yinan has never been to Huo Zhixiao's house, and it's not an exaggeration to say that he is a frequent visitor to Huo Zhixiao's house. At this time, he deliberately spent two or three hundred to stay in a hotel, which is indeed a bit inexplicable.
"Why, do you want me to drag your suitcase?" Huo Zhixiao raised his eyebrows and asked.
This is of course impossible. Ding Yinan breathed out resignedly, and followed Huo Zhixiao's pace obediently.
Walking into the familiar porch, Huo Zhixiao said to Ding Yinan while changing his shoes: "The slippers are here..."
Before he finished speaking, Ding Yinan took out the pair of slippers he used to wear familiarly, carried the suitcase and walked straight towards the guest bedroom, he looked more like a master than Huo Zhixiao.
Huo Zhixiao joked, "Is this your house?" He seemed to realize that Ding Yinan, who had been to his house countless times before, was not a transparent person.
Ding Yinan didn't want to chat, he said "I'll rest first", and then closed the door of the guest bedroom gently.
There is an independent bathroom in the guest bedroom, which saves Ding Yinan a lot of embarrassment. However, there were no toiletries in this bathroom, so he had to go to the outside bathroom to get toothpaste and body wash, then returned to the guest bedroom and took a simple shower.
During this period, Han Shuo has been sending Ding Yinan messages on WeChat, including a short composition of several hundred words, reminiscing about the little things between the two of them.
Ding Yinan only glanced at it casually and threw the phone on the bed, then went to the bathroom outside again with the toiletries he borrowed.
At this time, Huo Zhixiao was sitting on the sofa in the living room, with a newly opened cigarette case in hand, an ashtray full of cigarette ash, and various information maps on the coffee table.
Ding Yinan originally didn't want to have too much communication with Huo Zhixiao at night, but he glanced at the content on the picture, stopped involuntarily, and asked, "Is it Sanyang Village?"
Huo Zhixiao looked at the project information in his hand, and responded casually: "Yes."
Although it is only a non-profitable project, he will still make various preparations in advance.
In fact, Ding Yinan can tolerate many things about Huo Zhixiao, not only because Huo Zhixiao is his boss, but also because Huo Zhixiao is really capable.
Ding Yinan himself graduated from a prestigious university, so naturally he would not want to work for a fool.
Huo Zhixiao is a talented player who is willing to work hard, and because of this, although many people in the office are dissatisfied with his arrogant attitude, they will not make irresponsible remarks on his ability.
It’s just that in the past two years, Huo Xun has paid more and more attention to the cultivation of heirs. Sometimes he will be forced to do projects that are not suitable for Huo Zhixiao, and he will interfere too much with his design direction. This makes Huo Zhixiao’s current works not as good as before. Reiki.
"Have any ideas?" Ding Yinan sat beside Huo Zhixiao and asked.
"No." Huo Zhixiao dropped the data map in his hand, "It's boring to break the ground."
Before Ding Yinan had time to understand the situation of Sanyang Village, he picked up a satellite bird's-eye view and looked at it. This village is indeed a bit remote, and there is not even a decent road—just like Ding Yinan's hometown.
"You haven't done rural architecture, have you?" Ding Yinan put the picture back on the coffee table, "It's a good time to try it this time."
Huo Zhixiao didn't answer, with obvious resistance in his eyes.
Ding Yinan suddenly thought that when he first met Huo Zhixiao, Huo Zhixiao was very enthusiastic about designing. When he is not busy, he can even do manual work such as electric welding and painting, and design some gadgets to entertain himself.
The work he won the Blue Dot Award at the beginning was something he worked out in his spare time. In this large house of 150 square meters, there is another room that is his handicraft studio, but Ding Yinan hasn't seen him go in for a long time.
"rest early."
Ding Yinan leaned over to clean up the materials scattered on the coffee table, but just as he was about to clean the ashtray, Huo Zhixiao suddenly grabbed his arm and leaned towards him without warning.
The dangerous factors in the air suddenly increased, Ding Yinan's heart rang alarm bells, he subconsciously supported his back with one hand, and leaned back. But Huo Zhixiao obviously moved faster than him, wrapped his arms around him, and brought the tip of his nose straight to his neck.
At this moment, many thoughts appeared in Ding Yinan's mind.
His first reaction was that Huo Zhixiao wanted to sleep with him again.
The sex scene last night was not really enjoyable, whether it was Ding Yinan or Huo Zhixiao, their brains were not so clear-headed. In addition, it was dark at that time, and the two of them were somewhat tired. Neither of them deliberately stretched the battle line, enjoying the middle process, and they all ran away to release.
If Ding Yinan remembered correctly, it ended in about half an hour last night. As far as facts are concerned, Ding Yinan has never been so short.
Could it be that Huo Zhixiao wanted to show off his majesty again
Dante Yinan didn't want to cooperate.
Just when Ding Yinan was already thinking that if Huo Zhixiao messed with him, he would resign, Huo Zhixiao suddenly backed away.
"You used my body wash?" Huo Zhixiao asked.
Hearing this, Ding Yinan's heart seemed to be on a jumping machine, it hung in his throat, and then fell back with a whoosh.
"Is it not possible?" Ding Yinan asked pretending to be calm. Ever since he found out that Huo Zhixiao was incompetent, he gradually used more rhetorical questions when talking to Huo Zhixiao.
"No." Huo Zhixiao said, "You smell very good."
Ding Yinan knew that Huo Zhixiao liked this body wash. Once on a business trip to Southeast Asia, Huo Zhixiao bought an agarwood kit, which was usually placed in the most conspicuous place on his desk, and he would pick it up to play with it every now and then.
Later, Huo Zhixiao's family ran out of body wash, and Ding Yinan deliberately inquired about it when he was stocking up, and happened to find that there was a body wash in Southeast Asia with a faint scent of agarwood, so he replaced the one Huo Zhixiao used before.
"The agarwood you like." Ding Yinan said, "I'll find someone else to buy it after you use it up."
Huo Zhixiao looked at Ding Yinan and asked curiously, "How do you know me so well?"
Ding Yinan said: "I need it for work."
"I don't believe you know everything." Huo Zhixiao paused, then asked suddenly, "How many watches do I have?"
"The six yuan I wear every day." Ding Yinan replied in a businesslike manner.
Huo Zhixiao raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't believe in evil, and continued to ask: "What movies do I like to watch?"
This question is a bit biased, because the work of the two of them has nothing to do with movies, and it is impossible for Ding Yinan to watch movies with Huo Zhixiao.
But when Huo Zhixiao moved into this house, it was Ding Yinan who sorted out his things for him, so Ding Yinan knew what kind of discs were in the TV cabinet.
"A niche cult film."
"No." Huo Zhixiao smiled, "I like watching romantic action movies."
Ding Yinan: "..."
He was really fed up to play such a boring quiz game with Huo Zhixiao.
"I'm going to bed first." Ding Yinan stood up and walked towards the guest bedroom. But at this moment Huo Zhixiao stopped him suddenly: "Ding Zhu."
Ding Yinan looked back at Huo Zhixiao.
"Good night."