"Jingle jingle"
The wind bell rang, and Jingsuke didn't have to look back to know that it must be that nasty ghost again!
It's been a week, and every day after five o'clock, the man named Daisuke Watanabe will come to the store on time to report. If there are a lot of people, he will sit and watch without saying a word, and if there are few people, he will gossip with himself without nutrition, but every time he will be ignored by Jingsuke.
But fortunately, the man never did anything to himself that was too much like the first day.
But Jingsuke was just as strange, this man looked extraordinary, and dressed very tastefully. Isn't this kind of person supposed to be very busy? Why do they spend so much free time here every day
Today, at half past nine, Jingsuke is preparing to close the store as usual. Looking at the man who was still sitting in a chair looking at his mobile phone, Jingsuke was surprised. According to the experience of the past few days, this man should have left around nine o'clock. What happened today
But he was too lazy to talk to the man, so Jingsuke simply regarded him as air. Taking out the money and mobile phone from the drawer, Kyosuke walked to the wall and turned off the light and walked out of the store.
"Hey!" The man hurriedly picked up his bag and ran out before Kyousuke closed the shutter completely.
Although the man came out, the man was very dissatisfied: "I said, you wouldn't want to lock me in there, would you?"
Jingsuke rolled his eyes in his heart, continued to ignore the man's noise, locked the shutter door, went around the back of the building and went up the stairs to the second floor.
What Jingsuke didn't expect was that the man followed him up to the second floor.
Standing in front of his house, Jingsuke roared unbearably, "When are you going to come with me!"
The man smiled and said, "Hey, so you live here."
"Yes yes yes!" Jingsuke pushed the man impatiently, "Now that you know, you can go!"
But this push, Kyosuke was frightened. Behind the man was the stairs. The man who was pushed was unsteady. He leaned back and fell straight down from the stairs.
"Ah!" Kyousuke exclaimed, and hurriedly ran downstairs to check the man's condition.
Although Jingsuke was overjoyed by the fall, this man really deserved it! God's eyes open, this is called evil retribution!
Cough cough, calm down... Think about it carefully, after all, it was only by pushing yourself so hard that people fell. In the spirit of humanitarianism, it is still time to express condolences.
Supporting the man to stand up, Jingsuke noticed that he frowned and pursed his lips tightly. There were several scratches on his face and arms, which were bleeding, and his glasses fell to the ground and shattered suddenly. There is so much guilt in my heart.
"That..." Jingsuke said nervously, "Are you all right?"
The man held on to the railing of the stairs and stood firm, exhaled a long breath, and said angrily, "Don't worry, I won't die for the time being."
Chi... Kyousuke muttered in his heart, it would be better if you died!
"However, my foot seems to be twisted." The man continued, "It's all your fault."
"How can there be!" The original sound of righteousness suddenly weakened when he met the man's eyes, and whispered: "It's you who insisted on following me..."
"I'm just following you, but you can't push me downstairs!" The man plausibly said, "Just for my current injury, I can sue you for intentional injury."
Kyousuke's eyes widened: "What nonsense! I was just not careful!"
"Then it depends on whether others believe it or not." The man said indifferently, "Because I stole your girlfriend, you hold a grudge against me and take revenge. This is normal."
Kyosuke corrected: "It's an ex-girlfriend!"
"Whether it's the past or the present, you dare to say that you don't hate me at all?"
"Uh..." Jing Jie was at a loss for words. To be honest, he really felt... cough, he hated him very much.
Seeing Jingsuke's guilty conscience, the man showed a faint smirk, cleared his throat and said, "I think you also rely on the flower shop to make money, so I'm afraid your income won't be enough for litigation fees? Plus medical expenses, lost work, and transportation expenses. Spiritual damage fees... all of these add up, and you can't even afford to sell them!"
"You!" Jingsuke shook off the hand holding the man, "what do you want!"
The man replied boldly: "I have always been a generous person, and I didn't care about you last time when you beat me up."
"It didn't hit at all!" Kyousuke protested loudly.
But the man ignored it completely: "This time, since you can take the initiative to check my injury after making a mistake, it is considered that you still have a conscience. Then I will also forgive you and not care so much about you, as long as... "
Hearing the man's deliberately prolonged ending, Jingsuke had an ominous premonition: "Just what?"
"As long as you let me stay with you until my foot injury recovers, I will eat and cover it, and leave when my injury is healed. I will never rely on you."
Jingsuke Wangtian rolled his eyes and said in his heart that you still rely on me less? !
"What if I don't agree?"
"Don't agree?" The man raised his eyebrows, "You can think about it, even if I don't want your money, I can't easily swallow this breath. Don't look at me hurting my foot now, it can also ruin your arm. , by the way, avenge me last time. What do you think?"
"You are so careful!" Kyousuke pointed angrily.
The man looked indifferent: "How to do it, you think."
Calm down, calm down... Jingsuke kept thinking in his heart, well, from the last time to this time, it's still the same sentence, a hero will not suffer from immediate losses! I endured it!
"Okay! I promise you still can't do it!"
The man showed a successful smile: "It would be better if we didn't cooperate like this earlier."
In the room, Jingsuke was busy in the kitchen, breaking an egg into a bowl and breaking it up with chopsticks, complaining in his heart, what is this all about today!
This man named Daisuke Watanabe has moved into his own house for no reason... And looking at his appearance, he still has a very generous expression to himself!
Che, who does he think he is!
"Eat!" Putting the scrambled eggs and vegetables on the table, Jingsuke greeted the man who was occupying his bed watching TV with a grievance.
"Here." Daisuke responded, limping to the dining table.
Looking at the back of Kyosuke serving porridge by the stove, Daisuke slightly raised the corner of his mouth. This little guy, from his appearance to his personality, is very good to his own taste. It seems that he will not be bored in a short time.
The first time I saw him that day, my impression of him was those lovely big blinking eyes. There seems to be a unique aura that firmly attracts his attention.
However, a man like Daisuke Watanabe has never lacked sexual encounters by his side. Whether men or women are beautiful or ugly, or Huan Feiyan is thin, they all rushed to his side. So, even without him, there will be others.
It was such an indifferent mood, but it was broken the second time I saw him.
By chance, I walked into the flower shop closest to the company when I got off work. I didn't expect... I would meet him again.
And this time, Daisuke felt a strong desire to conquer and possess.
Such a cute little guy, how could he easily let him go...
Sitting at the table, Daisuke looked at the two simple dishes on the table and said, "You eat this every day? No wonder you are so thin."
Jingsuke put two bowls of porridge on the table, and said dissatisfiedly: "You can leave it if you don't want to eat it!"
"Oh, why are you so angry~" Daisuke teased, "I'm also expressing concern for you, look at your small body. Also, this house is also a little smaller. You can see for yourself, except There is only one bed and table in the kitchen and bathroom. Renting a bigger house is not very good…”
With a "snap", Jingsuke couldn't help but slapped it on the table: "If you can't stop loving you, get out of here!" He secretly took a breath, and the hand that clapped was so painful...
Daisuke was not deterred by Jingsuke's aura. In his opinion... it was just a child losing his temper.
Shrugging, Daisuke said indifferently, "I'm sorry, I'm telling the truth."
That's abominable! Jingsuke scolded in his heart, this person said that he was apologizing, and he had no sincerity at all! !
Kneading his sore hand under the table, Jingjie drank porridge and vegetables in a sullen mood, thinking in his heart that he would be driven out one day sooner or later!
After eating, watching Jingsuke tidy up the table and wash the dishes, Daisuke patted his stomach: "Hey, I'm not full, do you have anything else at home?"
"No!" Kyousuke replied unhappily, "Also, I'm not called 'Hello'! I have a name!"
"I know, Kyosuke Hamao." Daisuke limped back to bed again, "How about I call you 'Mao'?"
Kyousuke was washing the dishes, Mao... That's what my parents called me when they were alive...
Such a title seems to be very intimate.
Sighing softly, Kyosuke felt a little sad. In fact, after the initial collapse, I am much calmer now. It's just that when I'm alone, I still miss the warmth brought by my parents in the past.