Lu Yong was standing, the light came in from the French windows on his side, and a slanting thin shadow was drawn in front of him, which could be draped over Shen Wenqiu's shoulders, pressing down heavily, silently pressing Shen Wenqiu on the in situ.
He was originally born with a tall and burly body and an unfriendly face. Just standing upright and silent gave people a strong sense of courage. When he got angry, he was especially scary. When Lu Yong is angry, he will not make a scene, but will be quieter, like a wild beast that is dormant and ready to hold you down in the next second, and bite your throat to pieces, exuding a fearsome aura from all over his body .
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So the classmates in the previous class were always afraid of him.
Shen Wenqiu didn't raise his head, but he could feel Lu Yong's too sharp gaze, making him lower his head even more. He put his hands on the table, clasped his left with his right, trying to stop the trembling, but the trembling continued.
Not out of fear.
Even though it was midsummer, he felt as if he had returned to the snowy day ten years ago, and he was in a trance. For a while, he felt that he had abandoned Lu Yong again, and for a while, he felt that it was him standing in the snow.
In fact, he didn't sleep well, he still lied to Lu Yong, with his eyes closed, he seemed to be dreaming but he didn't know if it was a dream. , probably counted as dawn, you can get up.
Not knowing what to do, he didn't take a shower last night, so he went to the bathroom to wash his hair and take a shower.
A few hairs fell out while blow drying, Shen Wenqiu picked it up and found a white hair, he stared at that white hair for an unknown amount of time.
The soul returns to the body.
Shen Wenqiu thought, so I have reached the age of long white hair...
The years seem to pass by in the blink of an eye.
After graduating from high school, his shoe size did not increase, his height did not increase, and his weight did not increase. The time of his soul seemed to stay around the age of twenty, and he did not go any further.
He always felt that he was still young, a boy who had just stepped into the society, and he didn't adapt to anything, and his father said he was childish.
It becomes social trash.
... Or maybe the gray hair has already started to grow.
It's just that he didn't pay attention to it before, which led to him discovering it now. It turns out that many, many years have passed in the blink of an eye.
He gently threw his hair into the trash can, wiped the sink clean, wiped up the splashed water, and then felt that things were messed up, so he tidied it up again, and then felt that the mirror seemed a little dirty, and then Wipe the mirror, take one thing with you, and carefully tidy up the whole bathroom inside and out, even the gaps between the tiles.
So dirty.
So dirty!
Shen Wenqiu suddenly felt unbearably uncomfortable, he started tidying up the room like crazy, holding his breath, and moved lightly to avoid waking Lu Yong up.
He rummaged through a few bags and put all the garbage he made in the living room into it.
Keep throwing, keep throwing, packed several bags.
He didn't stop until there was nothing to put in the garbage bag, and found that the living room had been cleaned up by him, and the traces of his life left here during this period of time were almost gone.
Wash the blanket he slept on and it's gone.
there is none left. Shen Wenqiu stood alone in the slightly empty living room for a while, his body was chilled by the air conditioner, and then he started to take all the garbage bags outside the house.
Anyway, he didn't feel sleepy, Shen Wenqiu washed his hands, and then buried himself in cooking until Lu Yong woke up.
Invite him to dinner.
Bring up things to leave.
Shen Wenqiu finally stopped trembling, he raised his head and looked back at Lu Yong. Then he also stood up, took the bowl out of Lu Yong's hand, tried to ease the freezing atmosphere with a gentle chuckle, and said, "Leave it alone, I'll just wash the dishes. I've lived in your house for almost a month , have no education at all, just eat and drink, and don't do housework."
"I'll tidy up today, and I'll wash the blanket later."
"Isn't this... It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival? I want to go back to visit my dad's grave. It's not a problem to live with you all the time. I have to find a job."
"I still owe you money..."
"Oh, by the way, I've packed up all the garbage and put it outside the door. When I leave, I'll go downstairs and take it away. Don't worry."
He was the most coquettish when he was staying at Lu Yong's house, and he knew that he would accept a bowl. He just wanted Lu Yong to be impatient with him and angry with him, but Lu Yong just didn't get angry.
He waited for Lu Yong to speak, the longer the silence, the more restless his heart became.
He thought, even if Lu Yong asked to keep him, he could no longer be indecisive.
Lu Yong even picked up a sick puppy on the side of the road, and sponsored so many unaccompanied girls to study, so of course he couldn't bear to see him stay on the street.
Shen Wenqiu had just watched the gurgling bubbles in the stew pot for half an hour, and he had already figured out how to lie. Anyway, Lu Yong is so stupid, he can be fooled.
After a while, Lu Yong finally opened his mouth: "Did you put the garbage at the door?"
Shen Wenqiu said "um" and repeated: "I will take it and throw it away."
It's not that he didn't see Shen Wenqiu trembling just now, so Lu Yong suppressed his anger to make himself less scary, but it was counterproductive, he couldn't look in the mirror, and didn't know how scary his face was at this moment: "Is there a classification? "
"… ah?"
Shen Wenqiu was stunned: "Do you want to classify? The rules of your community?"
Lu Yong said: "I know how to classify. Aren't there garbage bags of several colors in the drawer? They are just for sorting and storing garbage."
Shen Wenqiu had really never observed how Lu Yong cleaned up the domestic garbage before. He blushed when he thought of his Houthi anger, and murmured, "I'm sorry. I don't know."
"I, I'll share it."
Shen Wenqiu began to feel uncomfortable again as if suffering from OCD, he had nothing else to do, he just wanted to clean up his relationship with Lu Yong before leaving. In the end, he couldn't even clean up the garbage, and he couldn't classify it. Probably children are better than him.
Lu Yong shook his head: "You can't tell, let me do it."
Shen Wenqiu had no choice but to say, "Then I'll take the pots and bowls to wash."
There is an integrated dishwasher in the kitchen. He rinsed the tableware, put it in the dishwasher again, and clicked the button. The door was open, and Shen Wenqiu heard the sound of plastic bags being opened and poured out, rustling.
Shen Wenqiu wiped his hands and went out to have a look.
Lu Yong poured out almost all the garbage. He was squatting on the ground in leather clothes, with one knee bent on the ground, wearing plastic gloves, and was sorting different types of garbage into categories.
He had a serious face, but he didn't look like he was picking up trash, he looked like a police elite investigating clues to a murder case.
Bottles, cans, and waste cardboard are first packed in a green bag. He said: "I usually give this kind of good sale to a nearby grandfather Chen who collects rags."
"Paper can be used to make recycled paper. One ton of waste paper can be turned into 800 kilograms of good paper. It can also be used to generate electricity, made into feed fertilizer, etc."
"Plastic bottles are compressed and broken, washed and dried, melted and refined, and then turned back into polyester fiber, which is a common polyester material that can be used to make clothes."
"Even wet kitchen waste can be used for composting and oil extraction, and after accumulation and fermentation, it can be used for biogas power generation."
Shen Wenqiu said: "There are no regulations yet?"
Lu Yong said: "Is there no rule to throw them around? I don't care about others. I care about myself. I just don't think they are a lump of garbage."
Lu Yong seemed to have forgotten about Shen Wenqiu's leaving. He tidied up quickly. When he only had one hand, he didn't hinder his work. Now that he has two hands, it's faster.
Shen Wenqiu silently watched him use his 800,000-dollar hand to pick out the trash, but he couldn't help, so he said dryly: "I'm sorry. I piled up the trash indiscriminately. You have to re-sort it." .”
"It's not rubbish." Lu Yong retorted, "It's just misplaced. It should be said that it is misplaced resources. Find a suitable way to deal with them. They are all useful."
Obviously Lu Yong didn't scold him, but Shen Wenqiu always felt that he was being taught a harsh lesson.
Shen Wenqiu pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.
Lu Yong finally sorted out the garbage again, and came over with a mop to clean up the dirty water that flowed out from the garbage sorting just now. He worked fast and vigorously. It's just the ground, he seems to be using some kind of weapon, every muscle in his body seems to be full of energy, and it's about to explode.
"Shhh-"
A slight cracking sound.
Lu Yong stopped his rough housework and took a look at the shirt. The seams on his arm were actually torn apart.
Shen Wenqiu: "..."
Lu Yong: "..."
Shen Wenqiu asked in a strange way: "Then what should I do with this dress?"
Lu Yong answered without hesitation: "I can sew clothes, and I can continue to wear them after I sew them."
Shen Wenqiu: "You are the president, do you still wear mended clothes?"
Lu Yong was not ashamed at all, and said openly and naturally: "Why not? You can wear it by sewing it together. Anyway, the recycling industry was originally called the Gang of Beggars, and it was the Gang of Beggars in ancient times."
Lu Yong was angry.
Shen Wenqiu also slowly became angry, snatched the mop from his hand, and said: "I'm going to wash the mop. It's so late, you go to work quickly, you are the boss, are you the first to be late?"
Lu Yong didn't speak, followed behind him, and went back to the room.
Shen Wenqiu pretended not to care, thinking that if he didn't ask to stay, then he would allow him to leave by default. In fact, almost every cell in his body was paying attention to Lu Yong behind him. He had only taken two steps into the door when he heard the sound of the lock being locked.
"Click. Ding."
locked.
Lu Yong asked: "Where is the spare room card I gave you?"
Shen Wenqiu was stunned for a moment, he forgot about this, turned around, took out the room card from his pocket, and handed it to Lu Yong.
Lu Yong finally drove him away. Shen Wenqiu thought.
But he wasn't happy at all.
Lu Yong took it back, didn't talk to him again, and went back to his room to change clothes.
Shen Wenqiu looked at his closed bedroom door, his heart fluttered again, he was a little scared. If Lu Yong locked him up, how would he leave? Climb down a dozen floors from the firefighting corridor
Lu Yong changed his clothes and carried the torn clothes in a bag. When he walked to the door, Shen Wenqiu quietly followed him as if nothing had happened.
Lu Yong seemed to acquiesce and let him follow the elevator.
Both of them carried garbage bags in big and small bags.
Lu Yong pressed the first floor, and Shen Wenqiu pressed the first floor.
The elevator reached the first floor first, Shen Wenqiu was about to go out, Lu Yong grabbed him with his right hand, the mechanical right hand was cold, reminding Shen Wenqiu of the touch of handcuffs.
Shen Wenqiu turned his face away, raised his head slightly, and looked at him. Lu Yong's face was expressionless, as if this hand was acting without authorization, and as the master, he didn't know it.
Shen Wenqiu said: "Let go of me, Dayong, I'll go from the first floor."
Lu Yong didn't look at him, but stared straight ahead, and said in an orderly manner: "I called the company just now. I won't go to the company today. I'll take you back. I want to see with my own eyes where you live. What job are you looking for?"
Every word is soaked in cold air.