Pineapple came over at this awkward moment. What was even more awkward was that he had the key to his parents' house. So he just opened the door and came in.
After I came in... well, then...
Fengli looked at the four people at the table, the boss, his first love Bai Tang who wanted to rekindle their old relationship, Chen Yang who the boss wanted to sleep with but failed and ended up becoming a good comrade of China, and the long-haired beauty brother whose relationship with her was unclear.
Oh my god, what’s going on
There was a big question mark on Pineapple's little head. He was taking off Little Red Riding Hood with one hand, and the key to the front door was hanging on the other hand.
Now he regrets it very much. He should have called the boss before coming here. If he had called, he would not have caught up with this game.
He is afraid of this charming Shura wind.
Pineapple sniffed, but the dishes on the table smelled so good and looked so pretty, especially the shrimp, which looked exactly like what he liked. His heart started beating wildly...
Suddenly he noticed a pair of eyes staring at the medicine spoon in his hand, as if he wanted to make two holes in it, and the deer in his heart instantly fell to the ground.
"It's like this. One time, Dong Ge came home injured after dealing with a group of troublemakers. That night, he drank too much and had gastric bleeding. When we found him, he and his family were almost covered with hair. Later, we asked him to make a key for us. We would go to his house every now and then to deliver some rice and vegetables, and tidy up his house... Haha, this is how a single man's life is..." Fengli couldn't explain any more, because Bai Tang looked at him with a look of gratitude and envy. That face, those peach blossom eyes that could be filled with affection even when looking at a pile of shit... He was dead.
All in all, it was extremely embarrassing.
"Let's eat first!" Xiangdong crushed the cigarette butt on the table, acting like the head of the family.
Fengli took off the Little Red Riding Hood and grabbed the limp hair. He felt that the eldest brother was like a great master in ancient times, with a huge fortune and three wives and four concubines. Of course, it was just a resemblance.
In fact, there were only the boss's predecessors at this table.
"Brother Yang, what meal are we having?" Pineapple went to the kitchen with ease, got the dishes and chopsticks, and sat down next to Chen Yang.
Chen Yang said: "Dinner."
Fengli's hand shook as he held the chopsticks. He thought it was a late lunch, but it turned out to be dinner! It wasn't even dark yet.
"I came at the wrong time." Pineapple muttered softly.
Chen Yang sighed in his heart. Everyone sighed. He just wanted to find Xiangdong to have a drink, but who would have thought it would be so lively.
The dining table was not small, and five people could sit comfortably. Chen Yang and Bai Tang did not pick up their chopsticks. They had just finished their mission at noon today, and had not rested much. Their mental states were worse than each other, and they could not eat at all.
Xiangdong had lunch at around 1:00 p.m. and was not hungry at the moment. He just crossed his legs and drank beer, with a deep melancholy look on his unshaved face.
The painter was eating, but he was eating in an extremely elegant and gentle manner. His mouth was closed when he chewed the food, and no sound was made.
Only Pineapple was eating happily on the table. His eyes rolled around. Why was no one talking? How about he talk to someone? Who should he talk to? The style of the long-haired beauty was too special. She looked like a rich nobleman. It was not something that a commoner like him could get close to. Professor Bai would make him a crazy fan. He really couldn't help eating that kind of girl.
Fengli looked at the remaining two options. The boss was pretending to be cool, so he should go with Brother Yang. So he asked without hesitation: "Brother Yang, hasn't Chao Jian returned to China yet?"
Chen Yang, who was supporting his head, turned his face slightly and looked at him.
Fengli's heart skipped a beat. Why would he choose death over seeking it? He quickly picked up a large shrimp for Chen Yang and said, "Eat this!"
Chen Yang glanced at the prawns in the bowl: "Are they delicious?"
"Delicious!" Fengli couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Chen Yang catch the shrimp. It was a close call. Chao Jian, please come back soon. He wanted to eat dog food.
Pineapple recently used his wife's money to buy a store, planning to sell sporting goods. He will mainly do the decoration himself, and his brothers will help out.
Pineapple was very tired today. He took a shower and changed his clothes before coming to see the eldest brother, so he didn't have much in his stomach. Now he started eating, and he finished three bowls of rice in one breath, but he still felt unsatisfied. After all, he is growing and he needs to grow taller.
Pineapple wiped his mouth modestly. Thanks to the boss, he could eat such high-end dishes in his lifetime. Now was probably the peak moment of his life.
Oops, I forgot to take a photo and post it on WeChat Moments before eating. I feel like I missed out on a hundred million.
While regretting, Pineapple observed the four people around him. He blurted out: "Rub four heads later?" After saying that, he wanted to pee. Rub, rub, rub, rub the balls!
Xiangdong grabbed the tissue box and threw it at Fengli. Didn't he see what was happening? Did he eat his brain while eating
Pineapple held the tissue box weakly and helplessly, and her feet nudged Chen Yang under the table, "Brother, save me."
However, his brother Yang was distracted.
"Rub the head?" The painter was slow to respond, "What head?"
Pineapple: “That’s…”
"Shut up!" Xiangdong was really afraid that Li Zi would call him a turtle head. He dared to drive on any bad road, not afraid of falling and becoming brain-dead. He raised his chin to the painter and said, "Let's play mahjong."
"Oh." The painter looked like he had learned something new. He pushed back his long hair that hung down on his shoulders and said, "Then why are there four heads instead of three or five?"
"Four heads means four hours." Chen Yang, who had come to his senses, said, "Usually we change seats once an hour."
The painter suddenly realized: "You understand quite well."
Chen Yang picked up the cup and took a sip of water: "I just know a little more than you."
"What about that? I don't have any cash." The painter said, "If you need it, I'll ask the butler to bring it over."
Pineapple: "…" Is the scene in the movie where you open the box and suddenly see all the cash dazzling you going to happen again? This time I must post it on WeChat Moments!
Xiangdong: “…” Didn’t the old Diamond Prince say that he had to go to bed before seven o’clock every day? Now he has to rub it again? It turns out that men’s mouths are deceiving… Damn it, I forgot that I am also a man.
Bai Tang: Who am I, where am I, and what am I doing.
Soon, Xiangdong called Baitang to the gym, but he didn't take anyone to the room because his room only had a big bed, and going in would give people an ambiguous purpose, but he didn't want to have sex.
Xiangdong started hitting the sandbag. He was too lazy to say anything and just waited for Professor Bai to organize his words before speaking.
Bai Tang turned his back to the wall, leaning his head against it: "I finished my third mission at noon..."
"Chen Yang told me." Xiangdong interrupted him.
"The mission takes place on campus. We are in the homeroom teacher's timeline," Bai Tang continued to speak to himself, "I experienced my high school days again, and after I got out, I wanted to come find you."
"Why are you looking for me? You are in the No. 1 Middle School in the city and I am in a vocational high school. We are not living the same high school life." Xiangdong sneered.
Bai Tang leaned his head against the wall and said, "But we were in love at that time."
The dull sound of fists hitting the sandbags could be heard one after another. It was not until thirteen or fourteen times that the shaking of the sandbags became less severe.
Xiangdong strode to Bai Tang's side and looked at the thin white neck exposed outside his collar. He was almost thirty but still as tender as a high school student, as if he had eaten preservatives. He scraped his tongue in his mouth and said, "Sugar water."
This was the nickname Xiangdong gave to Bai Tang back then. Calling him again after so many years sounded awkward.
However, the listener felt like he had drunk a spoonful of thick honey. He was overwhelmed by the sweetness one second, and then felt stabbed the next.
"Is it because I didn't get anything done the last time we went to a hotel together that you felt a grudge against me? Now if I get the job done, you can move on?" Xiangdong said.
Bai Tang had a little habit. Every time he got angry after quarreling with Xiangdong, he would turn around and leave, and then come back in less than ten seconds.
This time he didn't move even a step.
Bai Tang is a man with very high self-esteem. He has his pride and self-confidence. So far, he has only fallen once, and it was a very heavy fall. Ten years have passed, and he thought he had climbed up long ago. In fact, he has been lying there all the time and has never stood up.
He had been waiting for Xiangdong to turn around and pull him. This dream lasted for a long time, but it was still a dream.
"Xiangdong, when I came to see you in Penang, I had just finished my second mission. You don't know how difficult that mission was. I almost died, just almost..." Bai Tang shuddered in fear, "So every word I said to you that day was... I'll tell you again this time, I..."
Xiangdong interrupted him again: "It can be done, but I remember that you have mysophobia, I must remind you that I have slept with countless people in the past ten years..."
Bai Tang's face turned pale: "Stop talking."
"Sometimes I play more freely, so I don't take all the protective measures..."
"I told you to stop talking!" Bai Tang turned around in vain, raised his drooping head, and stared at Xiangdong with a pair of scarlet eyes.
The little white rabbit's mutated claws lit up, and they were extremely sharp.
Xiangdong found that he was not panicking at all... No way! He instinctively pulled up his collar to cover his neck and moved to the side.
Bai Tang walked towards him.
Xiangdong shouted as if he was facing a formidable enemy: "Stop!"
Bai Tang took a step closer and took a step back to the east: "I told you to stop, did you hear me?!" He retreated all the way to the corner, "Don't come over!"
"I'm warning you one last time. If you come over here again, I'll beat you." Xiangdong bent his strong waist and threatened fiercely.
The little white rabbit still went over, but did not scratch him with its claws. It just gently touched his Adam's apple.
That's his sensitive area, fuck!
Xiangdong suppressed his anger uncontrollably. He took out his cigarette case, lowered his head and took out a cigarette: "Professor Bai, ten years is too long."
This was one of the rare times when he didn't swear, which was enough to show his seriousness and unchangeability.
Bai Tang knew this very well. He felt as if all his strength had been drained away. He couldn't even lift his hands. After a long time, he heard his own humble voice: "Friends, okay?"
Xiangdong kept lighting the cigarette and raised his eyelids to look at him: "Are you short of money?"
Bai Tang shook his head: "There is no shortage, but it's not you."
Xiangdong was indifferent to Professor Bai's love words: "I'm afraid not."
Bai Tang covered his eyes before tears fell and said hoarsely: "Friends are not okay..."
Xiangdong made a shocking statement: "I have a brain tumor."
Bai Tang put down his hands in surprise, tears welling up in his eyes.
"It may not be a brain tumor, but I have a brain disease anyway." Xiangdong blew out a smoke ring. "I'm not complaining, I really have a disease. My memory has been very confused recently. Suddenly, a picture flashes through my mind, which I have never experienced. You can't check the medical records to confirm it, because I'm too lazy to see a doctor. Anyway, you just need to know that I won't live long."
Bai Tang was stunned and said, "I have the same symptoms you mentioned, similar ones."
The cigarette fell from Xiangdong's mouth. Whenever Professor Bai lies, he will look at the surface of his shoes. He didn't do that just now, so... is it true
Bai Tang wiped his face and said, "I just showed up this afternoon. It has something to do with Mr. Chen."
Living Room
Pineapple acted as a life expert. She turned on the TV for Chen Yang and the painter, helped them wash fruits, and introduced the little gadgets in the cabinet to the painter.
"They're really all fake. I watched my boss buy a lot of these things here, and I even helped to bargain. Don't disbelieve me? All of these combined are not worth even a headband of yours." Pineapple said sincerely, dimples forming on her face.
The painter disagrees: "Each of them represents a city and is very meaningful. My headband is insulting to them by being compared with them."
Pineapple: “…” You are an artist, everything you said is right.
Seeing the artist still standing in front of the cabinet, he suddenly said, "Which one do you like? I'll let my boss..."
The painter said: "A gentleman does not take away what others love."
Pineapple smiled: "Okay."
The next second, the artist said, "But there is one that I kind of like."
Pineapple's brain froze: "Then I..."
"I'll tell him." The painter took off the disposable glove on one hand, and used that hand to untie the hairband, and the small jade stone hanging on it made a crisp sound.
Pineapple inhaled. Could this person be trying to trade the headband for some gadget with the boss? The boss would be laughing like crazy.
Not far away, Chen Yang was sitting backwards on a chair, his eyes closed, his mind was like a train running non-stop.
Alas, the tasker he had never cooperated with died, but he remembered it clearly. This phenomenon happened again today. Before, there were Wu Yu's objects A Jing and Xiang Yue, and now there is a little dumb cousin. He is not surprised at all and has guessed the reason. He just needs to wait for Chao Jian to come back and let him get the verification.
so…
When will Chao Jian come back? If I think of him more, will I be able to see him earlier
My birthday is in two days, my 26th birthday. Chen Yang hung his arms on the back of the chair and leaned his head against it. While he was in a daze, he was slapped in the face, accompanied by a loud roar.
"What are you doing here? If you want to sleep, go to my room!" Xiangdong pulled Chen Yang.
"I don't want to sleep." Chen Yang waved his hand away, "Where's Professor Bai?"
"I'm going to the bathroom." Bai Tang's words echoed in Xiangdong's ears. He said, "I slept for a while on the way here. I dreamed that Mr. Chen was climbing a mountain. He stretched out his hand to me and asked me to hold him. He also called me Xiaobai."
"Old Chen, can you call Baitang Xiaobai?" Xiangdong leaned close to Chen Yang's ear and spoke in a voice that only he could hear.
"Why are you asking me this question?" Chen Yang gave Xiang Dong a strange look. "I can't yell at you for now. It's not that serious yet."
"What are you two whispering about?" As soon as Fengli leaned her head over, Xiangdong hit her in the face. He rubbed the red spot and swallowed the complaints that were about to come out of his mouth. He glanced at the person who came out of the bathroom.
Bai Tang's hair was a little damp, and his eyes were red and wet. He walked to the table and took a piece of paper from the paper box to wipe his hands: "I'm leaving first."
"Leaving now?" Fengli asked subconsciously. Under the boss's murderous gaze, he quickly caught up with the beautiful rabbit and said without turning his head, "I'll see Professor Bai off."
After leaving the house, Fengli followed the absent-minded man and said, "Professor Bai, you and my boss..."
"Friends." Bai Tang said.
Fengli blinked: "Friends are good." He has eaten various brands of dog food and seen countless dog food go bad. He said with emotion, "Many people can't even be friends after breaking up."
Bai Tang was stunned for a moment: "That's right."
Seeing that he didn't press the elevator button, Fengli pressed it for him and encouraged him in a friendly way: "Professor Bai, every time I feel hopeless, I always tell myself to cheer up! Cheer up! Cheer up!"
Bai Tang smiled faintly.
Pineapple screamed silently, what a handsome man, absolutely a handsome man, except Chao Jian, no one can fight with him!
The elevator opened and Bai Tang stepped in.
"Life must go on!" Fengli shouted before the elevator door closed. He didn't see Professor Bai's expression, but he must have smiled at him again. He put two fingers together and put them to his mouth, pretending to smoke.
Although Fengli has not been hurt in love, his life has been hurt. Ever since he finished the mission, he can't sleep without lighting that stinky incense. His clothes are full of that smell, just like taking drugs. He becomes nervous when he leaves, as if those around him are either taskers or NPCs.
But he's opening a shop.
If you are injured, find a way to mend it, and live your life. Some things, if they are supposed to come, will come. You can't just wait there because there is no hope. You have to move forward. Only when you move forward, you may see a way out.
As soon as Bai Tang left, the atmosphere became relaxed.
Chen Yang took the second can of beer that Lai Xiangdong opened and drank it in big gulps.
Xiangdong did not tell his two old teammates about his mental illness because the timing was wrong and one of them was seriously lacking in nutrients and was about to rot.
"Brother, drink slowly. No one is going to snatch the drink from you. Will you stay with me tonight?" Xiangdong looked at the one who was about to rot.
Chen Yang shook the beer in his hand: "No."
"He is drunk," said the painter.
Xiangdong was peeling peanuts while shaking his legs: "You know this again?"
The painter brushed off the peanut crumbs that flew onto him, took out a disinfectant spray and sprayed it twice: "Drawing a knife to cut the water will make it flow faster; drinking a cup to dispel sorrow will make the sorrow even worse."
"My teeth are about to fall out." Xiangdong cursed unbearably, "What's wrong with you?"
The painter put away the spray and said, "I have been taking care of my health during this period. I have not taken care of any family affairs and have not been painting much. I will read some poetry in my free time."
Xiangdong: “…”
The painter said: "I have made an analysis based on past experience. I have another mission this year, which will be in winter."
Xiangdong crunched some peanuts and said, "I guess I'm going to die this year."
Chen Yang next to him didn't want to get involved in this topic. He now suspected that the frequency of his tasks was related to Chao Jian.
The painter's cell phone rang. It wasn't his family members calling him for something, but his alarm clock. Now was time for him to take a bath and have a massage. He turned off the alarm clock, pointed at the little fat fish pendant he liked, and asked Xiangdong in which city he bought it.
Xiangdong asked him to take it, but he refused.
"Just tell me the name of the city," the painter said, "and I'll ask someone to find it."
Xiangdong and Chen Yang looked at each other and said, "Let's coax Wang Laowu out. I'm afraid I can't help but take off his clothes and smell the scent of diamonds on him."
Chen Yang: It’s up to you.
Xiangdong rolled his eyes, stood up and took the little fat fish from the cabinet, and pointed its butt towards the painter.
There is a label on the butt with the name of the city and the date.
The painter smoothed his long hair and said in a gentle voice, "I didn't expect you to be such a romantic person."
Xiangdong couldn't bear to see a 1.9-meter-tall man behave like this. He threw Xiao Pangyu onto the sofa with a gloomy face and said, "Can you f*cking speak human language?"
The painter held up an index finger with a thin ribbon of light blonde hair hanging from it: "Do you want this?"
"Yes." Xiang, who supports a group of brothers in East Street, needs money, a lot of money. Dong was blinded by a pair of small jade stones that were gently shaken.
The painter casually threw him a headband worth a house and said, "Give me Professor Bai's contact information."
Xiangdong paused as he took the hairband: "What the hell? Are you attracted to him?"
"I would like to invite him to be my model," said the painter.
Not only Xiangdong, but even Chen Yang was a little surprised. This was the first time they heard the painter bring up such a thing. What? Are they not worthy
The painter said slowly: "I seldom paint figures, I don't have any inspiration, but the moment I saw him, I had the urge to pick up a pen and paint."
"What's so easy about drawing a rabbit? It's not difficult at all." Xiangdong threw peanuts into his mouth and denied, "No, it's not a rabbit, it's a cat in a rabbit skin, a wild cat. Back then, I fought bloody battles every time.
Xiangdong suddenly reacted, staring at the two audience members who had obviously never fought before: "Why am I telling you this?"
Chen Yang said to the painter: “…” You said it yourself, and we don’t want to hear it either, okay
Although Chen Yang lacked experience, he would not ask Xiangdong for it. Besides, he could not get impatient alone and had to wait for the other person to come back.
Chen Yang thought again, that guy calmed him down just by kissing him... Never mind, don't count on it, just let it go.
The painter wrote down Professor Bai's contact information and the city where Xiao Pangyu was. He said to Chen Yang, "I'm leaving now. How about you? Come with me?"
Chen Yang put down the flattened empty can: "Okay."
"What the hell, if you go back like this, you'll fall to your death even if you climb the stairs." Xiangdong untied the hairband around his wrist, "I'll give it to you."
The painter frowned: "You can't drink and drive."
"You are the one who is always making trouble." Xiangdong cursed a few times in anger. He called Fengli who ran downstairs to buy drinks and said, "Take your brother Yang home. You have to take him home and wait until he lies down before you leave."
Pineapple stood at attention and saluted: "Got it, I promise to complete the task."
He took out his newly bought Little Red Riding Hood, carefully put it on the depressed Chen Yang's head, and straightened the brim of the hat: "Brother Yang, let's go!"
Fengli was worried that Chen would vomit, so he tried to drive as smoothly as possible.
"Brother Yang, do you want to listen to some music?" Fengli said in a low voice.
Chen Yang in the passenger seat shook his head.
Fengli stopped talking and drove seriously. Just when he thought Chen Yang had fallen asleep, he suddenly said, "Stop for a moment."
"Ah?" Fengli quickly stopped the car on the side of the road, "Do you want to vomit? I have a bag here, I'll give it to you..."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Yang unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.
Fengli stuck his head out in confusion and saw Chen Yang running straight towards the square.
There were a few fountains, a few men and a drunk woman. The men were handsome and the woman was extremely charming.
Even from such a long distance, he could smell the scent of Shura Field, the real Shura Field.
It's not the kind of emptiness that occurs at the boss's dinner table.
Then Pineapple saw Chen Yang rushing into the Shura field.
Then, the heroine leaned on Chen Yang, and the men instantly became allies.
Seeing that Chen Yang was about to suffer a loss, Fengli got out of the car quickly, not forgetting to take his new amulet - a new nail clipper.
However, the development of the incident surprised Pineapple. The fight did not start. The drunk woman gave each of the angry men a kiss, and the Shura Field was deflated.
Fengli showed an expression of inexperience: "Brother Yang, who is this sister?"
The sister hooked his chin: "Dimple."
Pineapple's face turned red.
"Ms. Qiao, your friends..." Chen Yang watched the luxury cars drive away, "They left."
"We are all busy people, go home and everything will be fine." Miss Qiao put on the windbreaker on her arm. She didn't look drunk at all.
Chen Yang's face twitched, he forgot what level she was.
"I almost had a car accident today. I'm too old to handle the stress anymore." Miss Qiao lit a cigarette. "Want a drink?"
Chen Yang refused: "No."
A moment later, Chen Yang sat in the bar, with a scene of feasting and revelry before him. In his current state, he had no resistance to the taste of alcohol and nicotine.
Chen Yangshen sat on the sofa and smoked.
Pineapple in the corner is reporting the situation to the boss.
Pineapple Cake: Brother Yang’s underground bar near Xifu Square.
Pineapple Cake: Brother Yang is smoking.
Pineapple Cake: Miss Qiao wants to drag Brother Yang to the dance floor to dance.
Pineapple Cake: Brother Yang is gone! ! ! ! !
Xiangdong called and yelled and cursed, deafening: "Why are you still sending me WeChat messages? Hurry up and catch up with him. With someone like him, who looks both manly and handsome, he will be eaten up in a minute."
Pineapple immediately rushed into the dance floor and protected Chen Yang like an old hen.
"Sorry, my brother has a girlfriend." Fengli stopped a young man who was getting close to Chen Yang.
When Fengli intercepted the fourth person who wanted to approach Chen Yang, he couldn't help but shout, "My brother has a girlfriend!"
It's useless.
Chen Yang was wearing a sweater and shirt, looking very casual, but because he had drunk some wine and it was hot in the bar, he unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt, revealing a small section of his collarbone with clear lines and a smooth and powerful neck. Combined with his beautiful shaved head and soft, dark almond eyes, he looked like pure, natural and pollution-free green food, very healthy and very appetizing.
Chen Yang didn't pay attention to the gazes around him, nor did he dance. He just wandered around the dance floor casually.
Just as Chen Yang was about to pull Fengli away from the dance floor, he accidentally met a pair of fox eyes.
It looks familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere.
Chen Yang pushed through the chaotic crowd and walked over.
The owner of the fox eyes was a teenager who looked to be about ten years old. He was whispering to his male companion.
Chen Yang rubbed his temple. It seemed that he was drunk and remembered it wrongly. He didn’t know this person.
So Chen Yang turned around and walked towards Pineapple who was crowding over here. He had only taken a few steps when he heard a coquettish voice behind him.
"Oh, oh, you promised me, I don't care!"
Chen Yang's body unconsciously paused, and he turned around to look at the boy who was still humming.
The familiar strange feeling came up again, this time much stronger than the last time, causing his heart to beat like thunder.
Chen Yang was drunk and a little unsteady. He stared at the boy who was looking at him curiously: "Are you..."
The remaining two words jumped violently in Chen Yang's mind. Although he felt it was impolite to say it, he still did it involuntarily.
Unexpectedly, the boy's eyes widened, his face full of surprise and shyness: "How do you know I'm bisexual?"
As soon as the boy finished speaking, his companions pulled him away, and before leaving, they gave Chen Yang a hostile warning.
Chen Yang shook his head vigorously, and saw Chao Jian in the last second before he lost consciousness.
Fake.
Chen Yang closed his eyes.
That night, Pineapple and Miss Qiao helped Chen Yang into the car.
It was already the next day when Chen Yang woke up. Pineapple was still at his house, cooking porridge for him like a nanny, mopping the floor, feeding the dog, and washing his dirty clothes.
"Brother Yang, I have to go," Fengli took off her apron, "There are sesame cakes in the pot. I made them myself. You can try them."
Chen Yang yawned: "Pineapple Cake, how is your sleep quality usually?"
"As long as there's incense, I can sleep till dawn." Fengli chuckled, "Brother Yang, to be honest, you and Chao Jian are my second parents."
Before Chen Yang asked him if the incense was enough, he ran away.
I guess he is really busy.
Chen Yang sighed, he was the only one who was fine. He went to the balcony for a walk, and the flower buds were still buds.
Thinking of something, Chen Yang picked up the puppy and pointed at the flower pot and said, "03, this flower bud is my partner's life, you can't bite it, absolutely not."
The puppy was playing with his shoes and didn't even look at the flower buds.
Chen Yang was still worried, so he moved the flowerpot to a higher place.
The side effects of being drunk are headaches and fatigue. Chen Yang was paralyzed at home, and occasionally he would think of the whimpering boy with fox eyes. He didn’t know his name, but if he met him again next time, he would have to find someone to talk to.
How can it be familiar if you have never seen it
That afternoon, Chen Yang found a bag of herbs at home. They were used to remove dampness. He forgot where they came from, but it seemed like someone gave it to him
It was over. Chen Yang walked around holding his short hair. He didn’t get his lost memories back, and now he seemed to have forgotten something again.
Chen Yang was troubled for two days and two nights, but on his birthday, he was no longer troubled.
In the morning, the painter sent Chen Yang a red envelope of 188 and transferred 8 amounts of 88,888.
Wen Qing and Fengli Baitang also gave Chen Yang red envelopes.
He didn't send it to the east. He wanted Chen Yang to come to East Street, saying that he could experience the imperial treatment there.
Chen Yang sat on the floor of the living room and stroked the dog: "It's raining, forget it, I won't go."
"So what are you going to do? Let 03 sing birthday songs for you?" Xiangdong said, "Come on, I'll ask Fengli to pick you up, and call everyone else along as well."
"Why are you yelling? Everyone knows what I'm going to do with my time today." Chen Yang bit the milk tablet.
Xiangdong said, "Waiting for Chao Jian?"
"Who else should I wait for, Santa Claus?" Chen Yang bit the milk tablet into pieces and lay on the ground holding the dog.
"Tsk, you think you're filming an idol drama. If he can come back on your birthday, I'll do a handstand and stuff green onions up my nose on live broadcast!" Xiangdong snorted coldly.
Chen Yang threw his phone aside and buried his face in the puppy's soft white fur.
"Let's sleep for a while, and when we wake up maybe..." He didn't say anything else, nor did he think about what would happen if Chao Jian came back and became stupid.
The puppy fell asleep comfortably in Chen Yang's arms. He also fell asleep later. This time he didn't dream about any tasker or anything at all.
It was almost ten o'clock in the evening. Chen Yang was watching TV in the living room. He turned off the volume and only watched the screen.
So the moment the sound of the key turning came from the door, Chen Yang heard it.
There is only one person who has the key to his house.
Chen Yang sent a voice message to Xiangdong: Xiangdong, please prepare the green onions.
His voice was trembling. He threw away his phone with shaking hands, jumped off the sofa, and ran towards the door without even putting on his shoes.
The door was opened from the outside, and a slightly fishy and damp smell rushed in.
Chen Yang got goose bumps all over his body and his eyes closed reflexively. When he opened his eyes again, his partner was wearing a black sportswear and a baseball cap of the same color on his head. He was holding a cake in one hand and the key to the house in the other, and was smiling at him.
"I'm back."