Because they sneaked in with Zheng Yi, they couldn't take the elevator openly, so the two went to the stairwell.
After climbing ten floors, Chen Gong was sweating again and drank the last bit of beer on the table. Chen Gong took off his sweaty T-shirt and planned to take a shower again.
Before entering the bathroom, Chen Gong stood at the entrance and turned off the lights in the room for Zheng Yixian.
- "The scenic spot said that the sunrise is around 6:00, but you can see the sunrise tomorrow."
- "I'm going to use the bathroom later, so don't take a shower and go to sleep after eating."
- "The scenic spot is far away from here, and you can sleep for an hour in the car tomorrow morning."
Chen Gong explained, but Zheng Yi didn't talk to him the whole time, he just lowered his head and chewed the hamburger, thinking that this night was too shameless.
- Eat people and drink people and live people.
A few days ago, the two incidents of "slander" and "complaint" haven't been turned over yet, and now they are being favored again - thinking about it carefully, I feel that I am the villain in this story.
Zheng Yi frowned, and was unwilling to the "character image" he reflected on.
But after thinking about it, I felt that it was all right, why should I blame myself - a man can bend and stretch. If you don't put your head down and live in Chen Gong's room, it won't be a problem for you to live on the street tonight...
After swallowing the last bite of the hamburger, Zheng Yi lay down.
Before Chen Gong entered the bathroom, he turned off the lights in the room, leaving only the soft light in the bathroom for his own shower.
The bathroom was embarrassing - frosted glass partition.
Chen Gong was taking a shower under the yellow light inside. Although he couldn't see anything specific, it was still visible.
Zheng Yi thought it was funny again - Chen Gong, a face-saving person, if he knew that he was taking a shower, foaming, and even digging a few crotch actions, his dead opponent would see him, and he would probably commit suicide in shame.
After such a calculation, both sides lost people tonight, and it was considered a draw.
Zheng Yi felt a lot better, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep in a daze.
Here, Chen Gong stood under the shower and rubbed his face, and took a deep breath.
Chen Gong was actually too lazy to take a shower again - although he sweated a little while carrying Zheng Yi's luggage, it didn't make him stink. The reason why I found this excuse to hide in the bathroom was just embarrassment: two people lying on the same bed - or enemies - no matter what posture they used, the atmosphere was a little subtle... I simply waited for Zheng Yi to fall asleep before going out to avoid embarrassment.
Standing idly for a while under the shower, Chen Gong remembered a detail from the previous moment, and couldn't help grinning.
- Just now (without being able to resist Zheng Yi) suggesting that Zheng Yi first sneak into the hotel with himself through the back door to make do with one night, Zheng Yi's attitude was actually like half-assistance. Chen Gong wanted to know that on the one hand, Zheng Yi felt that he was losing face, but on the other hand, he couldn't think of a better solution, so he held his breath and wanted to give himself a "sneer" to show that "I just agreed with the helpless situation. ".
But his sneer sounded like a child's coquettish humming.
The more Chen Gong thought about it, the more funny the picture became - Zheng Yi, who noticed that he had made a strange sound, was also embarrassed, but he was still forcibly holding that "reluctant" expression.
Fortunately, the sound of the shower was "sudden", so that the sneer that I couldn't hold back was perfectly hidden.
After standing in the shower for ten minutes, Chen Gong guessed that Zheng Yi had already fallen asleep; so he planned to wash off the foam on his body.
Just after closing his eyes and looking up and standing under the water column, Chen Gong only heard that the door of the shower room behind him was opened with a "slicing" sound, and then there was a cool feeling behind him. Chen Gong rubbed his eyes sharply, and looked back to see Zheng Yizheng standing tiptoe in front of the door - Chen Gong was so frightened: "What the hell are you doing?!"
Zheng Yi gestured to Chen Gong to keep quiet with a "shush", and said to Chen Gong in an angry voice: "Round rounds! - The ward rounders are knocking on the door, sweep the pornography and attack the wrong!"
Seeing Zheng Yi's panicked expression, Chen Gong also pricked up his ears and listened carefully.
The two of them turned their eyes to the direction of the door, not daring to move at all.
While listening, Chen Gong's eyes fell on the back of Zheng Yi's head - Zheng Yi was sticking his head in the direction of the door, maybe he was listening too seriously, so his ears moved.
Chen Gong felt that this detail was a bit funny, and the corner of his mouth was lifted, but he quickly regained his senses - now that he is facing a temporary round of wards, it is not a time to relax.
So the two of them stood silently for a minute in cold sweat amid the ticking of the water... and did not hear any movement.
The water on his body evaporated and took away a large amount of temperature, and goosebumps were already on his arms. Chen Gongcai finally couldn't help it: "Did you hear it wrong?"
Zheng Yi rubbed the root of the mountain: "No way—very clear voice, I can hear it clearly—"
Chen Gong casually pulled a bath towel around his body, frowned and was silent for a moment: "Go to Cat's Eye?"
The two tiptoed to the door, and looked outside for a minute to observe carefully... There was still no disturbance.
Chen Gong whispered: "Go?"
Zheng Yi was even more timid and shook his head to indicate "I don't know".
Chen Gong straightened his waist and frowned, "Did you really listen?—Aren't you dreaming?"
When asked this way, a puzzled expression floated on Zheng Yi's face - after thinking about it carefully... can't remember.
But still dare not act rashly.
"Did you hear what they said?"
"They seemed to say—'Kontrolle!'"
"... What?" In a hurry, Chen Gong's accent was brought out.
Zheng Yi let out a "tsk" and patiently and earnestly explained to the old hat: "Kontrolle—German, means 'check'!"
Chen Gong's eyebrows twitched into a figure-eight shape: "Did you hear this?"
"Yup!"
Chen Gong took a deep breath and looked at Zheng Yi with the expression of an ignorant child: "In Chengdu?"
"Yup… "
Zheng Yi felt very embarrassed when he noticed that he blurted out the same two sentences of "yes", and his mood changed obviously. A little afraid to look at Chen Gong's eyes, he frowned and recalled what he heard just now - is it really a dream
In the end, he reluctantly untied the safety buckle and then opened the door and looked out.
- Nothing happened.
When he turned around, Zheng paired up with Chen Gong's indifference.
Before Chen Gong could say anything, Zheng Yi's forehead became hot, and he turned into anger first: "Okay, okay, don't use your dead face to face me - I'm not the one... Worry too much! Don't think too much. I'm annoying, so I'll bother you tonight, and tomorrow I'll get the documents and open another room by myself. I fell asleep."
Talking with a face, he avoided Chen Gong, went straight to the bed, slammed himself onto the bed, and buried his face in the pillow.
After this period of tossing, the foam on Chen Gong's body had already dried up, and he went back to the bathroom and turned on the shower.
Zheng buried his face in the pillow and tried to suffocate himself—every day he had done all the humiliating things.
Using the sound of water from the shower in the bathroom to cover up, Zheng Yi beat his head and silently yelled at himself three words, "Make your forehead hot, make your forehead hot, make your forehead hot", and then feel chaotic again. Yes—probably knocked himself out by knocking his head too hard.
He simply closed his eyes and fell asleep with this confusion.
But in a daze, Zheng Yi seemed to hear a sneer in the sound of the "rustling" water from the shower.
Only a second after opening his eyes, Zheng Yi closed his eyelids again.
I don't care what he does this time - I guess it's my nightmare again.
The alarm clock was set for 5 o'clock before going to bed, and at 4:52, Chen Gong woke up nervously.
A little impatiently, he pushed Zheng Yi's sturdy arm over him wantonly, Chen Gong rubbed his eyes and touched the phone, looked at the time and breathed a sigh of relief.
- Not getting up late.
This is Chen Gong's special ability: if something happens the next day, the biological clock in his body can make him wake up naturally before the predetermined time every time.
The autonomic nervous system has grown into a dead end.
Looking at Zheng Yi, who was sleeping on the bed, Chen Gong first turned off the alarm clock after thinking about it.
This gentleman, who usually keeps himself "pretty" and "fashionable", is similar to an ordinary boy when he sleeps - his hair is squeezed and his mouth is slightly open, and there is a sound in his breath. Snoring slightly.
Although Zheng Yi couldn't receive it, Chen Gong couldn't help but give him a cold look, and he got up first to wash up.
Chen Gong was sitting on the toilet while brushing his teeth, his free right hand was fine, so he flipped the phone.
In the WeChat list, there is a message from Qiumang at 3:39 in the morning: Zheng Yi's mobile phone is turned off, is he here yet
Chen Gong replied: It's here, don't worry.
Just as he was about to turn off his phone and concentrate on defecation, Qiumang's message came back unexpectedly: That's good, I'm still reliable, Senior Chen! [Love].
Chen Gong, who was suddenly praised, gave her a "ho" and replied: Are you still awake or awake
Qiumang sent a video from a mobile phone: In the video, two men who were out of tune fiercely sang an indistinguishable song, and when they turned around again, the camera shot to Qiumang himself—the girl was also naughty at the camera Wink for a moment.
Afraid of waking Zheng Yi from his pitiful sleep, Chen Gong hurriedly turned down the volume. After watching the video twice, I clicked the X in the upper right corner and replied to Qiu Mang: I haven't seen them for a long time, especially Lin Hang.
Qiumang: Hey! Next time I will invite you guys out to play together!
Chen Gong replied: Hmm.
He added another sentence: "You all go home early to sleep, staying up late will hurt your body!" to try to interrupt the chat with this talkative.
Qiumang returned a [puckered mouth] expression: The senior hasn't changed at all.
- Nothing has changed.
Chen Gong felt this way himself.
Now that I have a fixed monthly salary of nearly 40K, and I have a full car and a loan for a small apartment, I actually have no other living burdens.
The reason why Qiu Mang said this is because when Qiu Mang invited him to "sing K?" in college, Chen Gong would use this rhetoric to reject her: "No, staying up late will hurt your body."
There are many more like this:
— "No, I don't like going to the cinema."
— "No, I hate fried food."
— "No, I like being alone."
From the beginning, the popularity deteriorated because Chen Gong rejected several class gatherings with "no interest", and after a few times, it gradually became a fixed option of "I won't come anyway if I was invited" and was excluded from the list.
But Chen Gong at that age is also a child, and he is also very interested in the colorful world. It's just that there are few numbers on the card with living expenses, and the teenager who needs to carefully calculate the [braised egg noodles] at the cafeteria window is 2 yuan cheaper than [beef brisket noodles], and there is no budget for his "entertainment" in his pocket.
A high-spirited age has no high-spirited confidence.
Therefore, showing a gesture of refusal to all things out of reach is Chen Gong's most accustomed and only means to maintain his self-esteem.
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Zheng Yi said with a stern face: "So you have been indifferent to me because you feel that you can't stand up to me?"
Chen Gong made a cold note: "Happi, climb for Lao Tzu!"