Quickly tidying up the tableware, Jingsuke pulled out the bruised potion from the drawer beside the bed and threw it to the man lying on his bed, then opened the closet and took out another quilt.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Daisuke asked strangely, noticing Kyosuke's actions.
Jingsuke glared at him with a stern look: "I said I don't call 'hello'!"
"Okay," Daisuke raised his hands, "Mao, what are you doing?"
"You don't know how to read it yourself!" Jingsuke replied angrily, "You sleep on my bed, where should I sleep? You can only lay the floor."
"Oh, how is that appropriate." Daisuke sat up and took Jingsuke's arm, "I live in your house and I am a guest, so there is no reason for you to lay the floor."
Um? I don't see it, this guy is quite considerate sometimes. My impression of him has improved slightly.
"But you're injured. I can't let the wounded lay on the floor." Jingsuke was a little embarrassed.
"That's not easy," Daisuke said, rolling up his trousers, revealing his slightly red and swollen ankles. He took the water that had just been thrown on the bed by Jingsuke, and self-medicated, "Why don't we both sleep on the bed together? All right."
Daisuke's words shocked Kyosuke, this... It would be too awkward to sleep in the same bed with a man! Looking at his small single bed again, Kyosuke thought a little about himself lying on it with the man in front of him, his face a little feverish.
"That... I'd better lay the floor." Kyousuke said that he was about to lay the mattress on the ground.
"Why is it so troublesome?" Daisuke leaned slightly and held Kyousuke's wrist.
Jingsuke took a big step back in fear, and even dropped the quilt on his hands. Ever since the man almost crushed his wrist on the first day he came to the store, (Mao, just talk about it... ) I have had a deep fear of this man's hand approaching my wrist.
However, when Jingsuke retreated, he forgot that there was a table behind him. Only to see Daisuke get up in a hurry, quickly reach out and wrap Kyousuke's waist.
When Jingsuke hit the edge of the table with inertia, he only felt a dull pain in his waist. Looking back, what he hit was not the table, but Daisuke's hand.
"You..." Jingsuke's eyes widened as he watched the man withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, the back of his hand was reddened by himself.
Is this person... protecting himself
For a long time... No one has felt this way before.
No one has protected themselves like this since their parents died.
Well, I have to admit, I was a little moved.
"Are you OK?"
Daisuke shook his hand, felt it for a moment, and there was nothing serious, so he shook his head: "It's alright."
"Uh..." Jingsuke was still a little worried, "Show me." He took Daisuke's hand and checked it carefully.
Don't look at this person with such a bad personality, his hands are still good-looking. The knuckles are distinct and the fingers are slender, but there are different degrees of calluses on the fingers, tiger's mouth and palms. Otherwise, he often does heavy physical work, but this speculation was quickly denied by Jingsuke. He looks like a person who enjoys happiness all day long, how can he work! Or... just a trainer, a callus developed because of martial arts. This guess is more reliable. Thinking about his actions when he came to the store on the first day, he still has so much strength. He must have been trained since he was a child.
Daisuke stood silently, while Kyousuke turned his hands over and over to observe. The little white hand slid across his skin, fingers interlaced, and a strange throbbing welled up in Daisuke's heart.
For Daisuke, the education he received since childhood was that he couldn't easily trust anyone, and he couldn't easily let go of his guard. But for some unknown reason, the kid Jingsuke gave himself a completely reassuring atmosphere. In front of him, that so-called vigilance no longer exists.
Maybe it's a coincidence...
As a result, the two of them slept in the same bed that night.
Kyousuke was lying on his side facing the window, and behind him was the half-unfamiliar but not-so-unfamiliar man who had just slept with his ex-girlfriend...
Ugh? By the way, when it comes to this, you should really ask him.
"Hey, are you asleep?" Kyosuke asked softly.
A faint voice came from behind: "I'm sorry, I don't call 'hello' either."
"I know, I just forgot what your name was."
A black line fell from Daisuke's head, this little guy... should I say he is stupid or stupid...
"My name is Daisuke Watanabe." Emphasize again.
"I'll forget it anyway, you don't need to say it again."
If there is water in his mouth now, Daisuke really wants to spray one for Kyousuke to see. This child is really unkind, how can he not give himself face like this!
"I wanted to ask you, how many times have you been with her...?"
Daisuke raised his eyebrows, this kid... seems to be quite concerned about this issue.
"It's only four times in total, one hundred thousand each time."
Jingsuke frowned: "Does she... need money?"
"It looks like, I heard her mention that she wants to go abroad."
"Going abroad?" Kyosuke turned his head in surprise.
"You don't know?" Daisuke's voice sounded even more surprised.
Kyosuke shook his head honestly, lost in thought.
She originally wanted to save money to go abroad... She never knew that, thinking about her boyfriend, she was also very irresponsible.
Well, on the other hand, I really don't have deep feelings for her.
In other words, I don't even know how to fall in love.
Alas... It looks like Bao Buqi will die alone...
With a deep sigh in his heart, Jing Jie'an lay down on the pillow peacefully: "Hey, how long are you going to stay in my house?"
"Can't you stop calling me 'Hello'," Daisuke said helplessly, "My friends call me 'Dai-chan'."
"I'm not your friend."
Daisuke felt that there were more black lines on his head, and he thought to himself, do you know how many people in this society want to have a relationship with me, Daisuke Watanabe? The little guy actually said they weren't even friends.
But there is no way, Daisuke doesn't know why, he seems to have more patience with this little guy than with others.
"Don't worry, as I said, as long as the injury heals, I'll go. But..."
"But what?"
"But you can't abuse the wounded like this!" Daisuke said weakly: "I can't even eat enough to eat, how can the injury heal so quickly!"
Jingsuke gently "cut" in the dark: "I eat this every day, you can go outside if you don't want to eat it!"
"Don't, you little guy has good craftsmanship, and the dishes you cook are better than outside." Daisuke said, "Well, I'll pay you money as my living expenses, you just need to keep me full every day."
Jingsuke thought for a while, um... That's not bad, I'm not a loss, I can take the opportunity to knock him out.
"Let me be your nanny every day, but it's very expensive!"
"Don't worry, I can afford it no matter how expensive it is." Daisuke swore, "Tomorrow I will give you my wallet, you can arrange it yourself. And I can't go to work during this time, so I need to rest and recuperate, and I will be there during the day. You can sit in the store for a while, and you are thinking of moving an extra chair tomorrow."
"You! Clearly instructed me on purpose!"
"That's it, what can you do?" This was a very rogue.
Jingsuke was speechless for a while, well, for the sake of your injury, I will bear with you again!
"I know I know! Sleep!"