When Wen Xunchuan came out of the bedroom with slippers on, he subconsciously raised his eyes and glanced at the tatami in front of the bay window, but he didn't see He Linzhou.
The first reaction in his mind was that He Linzhou's confession was rejected and he ran away angrily? It took only a second for the idea to come up, and he quickly rejected it in his heart. After all, none of the words in it could touch He Linzhou's face.
The house was unusually quiet, and Chunmei was not there. Wen Xunchuan looked up at the wall clock on the wall when he was stretching and walking to the bathroom. It was not yet eight o'clock.
He Linzhou went out to walk the dog so early today
After taking a shower, he was standing in front of the mirror wiping his hair when he heard a few knocks from the door. He came out of the bathroom with a towel on his back, and saw He Linzhou leading his dog into the door.
"So early today?"
He Linzhou squatted on the blanket in the entrance to help Chunmei wipe her feet, and said casually, "Didn't you take it out yesterday?"
It’s okay not to mention yesterday, but as soon as he mentioned it, He Linzhou immediately felt angry again, got up and wiped his hands, picked up the disposable lunch box that was just hanging on the hanger, and walked past Wen Xunchuan, deliberately Unintentionally bumped Wen Xunchuan's shoulder.
Wen Xunchuan raised his hand and rubbed his painful shoulder, frowned and said, "What's the wind so early in the morning?"
He Linzhou ignored him, came out after washing his hands, sat cross-legged in the gap between the sofa and the coffee table, raised his hand while unpacking the lunch box and said angrily: "I didn't buy your share."
Standing in front of the TV cabinet, Wen Xunchuan was wiping his hair, and looked at He Linzhou with amused expression, holding up a steaming soup dumpling and stuffing it into his mouth deliberately.
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Before Wen Xunchuan even counted to 1 in his heart...
"Ah——" He Linzhou twisted his facial features in pain, opened his mouth and spit out the soup dumpling with juice into the trash can, raised his hand to fan his mouth, and said, "Hot, hot, hot..."
Wen Xunchuan reluctantly tore off the towel from his head, turned around and went to the water dispenser to get a glass of water and handed it to him, sighing, "How old are you?"
He Linzhou quickly took the cup from his hand and poured a few big sips of water into his mouth. After the burning sensation in his mouth eased a little, he replied: "You are younger than you anyway."
"I can see it." Wen Xunchuan nodded as if something was going on, poured himself another glass of water, took a sip and looked at him, "It's probably about twenty years younger than me."
He Linzhou glanced at him with displeasure, lowered his head and removed a pair of disposable chopsticks, held a pair of chopsticks in both hands and opened a soup filling bag, and blew the soup inside to cool down before feeding it to Chunmei lying at his feet. He casually asked, "Hey, how old are you?"
"Twenty-seven."
"Really?" He Linzhou looked up at him in surprise.
Wen Xunchuan glanced at him, "Show me your ID card?"
"I thought you were about my age." He Linzhou murmured in a low voice, then deliberately raised his voice and smacked his tongue, "Tsk tsk, you're so old."
Wen Xunchuan shrugged, and said casually, "Let's make do."
When he got up in the morning, he didn't touch his mobile phone on the bed. He thought that he probably dropped it on the sofa last night. He just raised his leg and took two steps towards the sofa. He Linzhou in front of the sofa suddenly raised his arms and circled them in a semicircle. Circled the breakfast in front of him, and looked at him covetously: "I said I didn't buy yours! Go away."
Wen Xunchuan glanced at him, bent down and took out his mobile phone from the crack of the sofa, turned around and sat on the sofa, while checking the unread messages on the mobile phone, he said: "Eat, eat, my nephew is as old as you Take care of food at all times."
"..." He Linzhou raised his hand and touched his nose in embarrassment. He blushed when he said it, and felt that his behavior was too naive. He reached out and pushed a box of buns in front of him, saying, "Your phone charger Lend it to me."
Wen Xunchuan was not polite, he picked up a steamed stuffed bun and brought it to his mouth, took a small bite, and asked while sipping the fresh and warm chicken juice, "Why do you want a charger?"
"Charge it, what else can I do." He Linzhou took out his cell phone with a black screen from his pocket and threw it on the table, "My mother brought my cell phone and wallet here in the morning."
Wen Xunchuan glanced at his phone and asked, "Then can you move out?"
He Linzhou was about to say "I don't have money to move a fart", when he turned his head and saw Wen Xunchuan who was sitting on the sofa and biting a steamed stuffed bun politely, he suddenly turned around and said, "I Now that you have money, do you want to date?"
Wen Xunchuan used his wrist to pluck the slightly damp hair drooping on his forehead, and rebuffed, "No."
He Linzhou was a little upset, turned his body towards him, looked up at him slightly and asked, "Why don't you do it?"
"I don't want to do it." Wen Xunchuan said casually.
He Linzhou looked at him, and said: "Aren't you just afraid of being responsible?"
Wen Xunchuan glanced at him sideways, "I'm afraid of taking responsibility, can you give birth to me or what?"
"...Damn." Just as He Linzhou finished cursing, he suddenly thought of something, slapped the sofa and stood up from the ground, staring at him and suddenly said, "Are you planning to cheat the marriage?"
"Which word should I say that I'm going to cheat on the marriage?" Wen Xunchuan was a little speechless.
"Then why don't you mess with me?"
He Linzhou's reluctance made Wen Xunchuan a little annoyed. He wiped his hands and stood up from the sofa, took two steps in front of He Linzhou and stood face to face with him.
He looked at He Linzhou in front of him, parted his thin lips lightly, and said in a deep voice, "You can do it, but I don't want to accompany you."
"Hey, why do you have no moral bottom line at all..."
Before He Linzhou finished speaking, Wen Xunchuan turned around and walked towards the bedroom.
He Linzhou hurriedly shouted from behind: "Hey, don't go, don't do it if you don't want to do it, lend me the charger!"
The weather in May is cloudy and cloudy, and the sky looks clear in the early morning. In a blink of an eye, thick clouds like ink outside the window cover the sky at some point, and it looks like it is going to rain.
Wen Xunchuan reached out and closed the bedroom window, took the charger out of the room, and threw it to He Linzhou who was lying on the sofa like a boneless one.
He Linzhou took the charger and plugged in the phone, knelt on the sofa cushion and bent over to reach the socket next to the armrest on the left side of the sofa.
Wen Xunchuan stood in front of the sofa with folded arms and asked, "When will you move?"
"Aren't you too ruthless?" He Linzhou turned his head and frowned at him, "One night husband and wife for a hundred days..."
His movements were not small, so before he could finish his sentence, the knee propped on the edge of the sofa cushion suddenly slipped, and with a crisp "boom" sound, his knee knelt straight on the floor.
He Linzhou rubbed his legs with bared teeth and howled, "Oh—"
Wen Xunchuan watched his knee hit the solid wood floor, and it hurt him a lot, he frowned and said, "Let's get flat."
He Linzhou took advantage of the situation and sat on the floor, straightened his other leg, took out the wallet from his trouser pocket, took out the 437.5 yuan inside, and put it on the table. He frowned and rubbed his knocked knee while saying: " Where can I move?"
"...Didn't you say you were rich?"
He Linzhou raised his chin and raised his head towards the table: "Isn't this money?"
Wen Xunchuan stared at him speechlessly for a while, then asked, "I have a question..."
He Linzhou said without raising his head, "Don't ask, if you ask, it's not your own."
"...All right." Wen Xunchuan reached out and put away the 437.5 yuan on the table, "It's rent."
"Hey," He Linzhou hurriedly raised his head to stop him, "That's all, at least leave one for me."
Wen Xunchuan looked at the money in his hand, nodded, and said, "That's fine."
He Linzhou looked at a fifty-cent bill on the table in front of him, and squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "Thank you so much."