I'm not unlucky at all

There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, and Song Xing leaned outside the door talking to 030.

He took off his wet clothes and put on a vest and shorts. The heat on his body disappeared quickly after the man fumbled around.

030 was still moaning in his mind: "Xiao, why did you agree to him? You have only met a few times, and you have known each other for a few days. Do you know who is in his family? His parents Do you know what he does, if his family is complicated and his parents and brothers are not easy to get along with, wouldn't you be making yourself feel wronged by dating him?"

Song Xing said: "I thought Mr. Song's family situation is the most clear to you."

030 choked, and said, "This system is worried about you."

Song Xing said, "Thank you, System."

030 was instantly coaxed, and shyly said, "No, you're welcome."

The rain outside the tube building gradually subsided, and the air was filled with the damp smell of the soil.

030 is still very entangled. While poking the villain in his heart, he carefully reminded Song Xing: "But Xing Xing, you have to be clear that if the solitude value of the mission goal is cleared to zero, after the mission in this world is completed, we will Go to the next mission world."

Song Xing was stunned when he heard this sentence.

030 continued: "Even if this is the case, do you still want to stay with the mission target? How sad it will be when we part."

Song Xing lowered her eyes, did not answer 030's words, but asked softly: "System, what is Mr. Song's loneliness value now?"

030 called up the loneliness value panel, hesitated for a while, then showed it to Song Xing, and said in a low voice, "The task target is in a good state of mind now, and the loneliness value is only 7 points, and the task should be completed soon."

Song Xing closed his eyes slightly and did not speak.

Soon the panel given by 030 disappeared, and Song Xing's shoulders suddenly gained weight. A pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist and hugged him. A man's voice sounded from the side of his neck: "Is it cold if you wear so little? Put on more clothes."

Song Xun pushed the man, turned around and saw that the other person was naked, so he put a towel around his waist that he usually used to wipe his face, and his eyes were a little complicated: "Mr. Song, are you done washing?"

"En." Nodding casually, Song Wenlu wasn't shy at all, and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why?"

"It's nothing." Song Xing moved her lips, turned around and found him some clothes and threw them over, "Mr. Song, will you go back tonight?"

Song Wenlu followed behind him, and said in a low voice unhappy, "You want me to go back?"

Song Xing said, "No."

The only bigger clothes fell on the floor and got wet. The ones that Song Xun gave to Song Wenlu were those he bought from a small shopping mall when the clothes were on sale a while ago.

The man's body was bigger than Song Xing's by more than one size, and after picking up Song Xing's clothes to wear, he put on children's clothes with adults, and tied them tightly around his body.

Not to mention the jokes, but the waist is really stretched like a bee waist, and the buttocks are also upturned.

030 let out a hoo hoo, and muttered, "I didn't see it, but the mission objective is quite predictable."

Song Xing looked back calmly.

Song Wenlu moved his arms and legs helplessly, pointed at Song Xing's forehead and said, "Laugh if you want."

Song Xing shook his head and went to make the bed.

The single bed was only that big, and Song Xing pulled out the thin quilt, which was a bit damp and hadn't been exposed to the sun, so it was uncomfortable to cover her body.

Song Wenlu didn't pay much attention to it, the quilt was not easy to cover, so he wrapped Song Xing in his arms with his long arms, and said in a low voice, "I'll sleep with you in my arms, you won't be cold."

Song Xing pursed her lips: "Thank you, Mr. Song."

Song Wenlu thought in his heart that sooner or later he would have to change the address of the young man. It would be fine if he didn't call him "husband", "Haney", or "dear", but he should call him Brother Sheng to listen to him, right?

Thinking, he patted Song Xing's back with the palm of his hand, hugged him tightly like a child sleeping, and then coaxed him in a low voice: "It's getting late, go to bed."

After all, he is the blessed child of destiny. Even after taking a cold shower all night, the man's body is still like a big stove.

Song Xing was tired all night and soon fell asleep.

The next morning, Song Wenlu was first awakened by the crowing of a rooster.

Seeing that Song Xing was still in a deep sleep, he gently covered his ears with his hands, and leaned forward again to smell the mild scent of saponins on the young man's body, then looked at a few places and kissed him. bump.

This early in the morning, there is no one else.

Song Xing had a dream.

In the dream, there was a handsome big black dog sticking out its tongue and circling around him non-stop. After the expectation was written in the small black eyes, he couldn't help hugging the dog into his arms, but he didn't want the big black dog He opened his mouth all of a sudden, as if to swallow him in his stomach.

Then the dream woke up.

Song Xing opened her eyes, and found that the man beside the bed was sitting there with a heavy back, motionless.

He called out, "Mr. Song?"

The man seemed to be frightened, trembling all over, and flew out with a ball of toilet paper in his hand.

"Are you awake?" Song Wenlu pursed his lips and turned his head seriously.

Song Xing also sat up and gave a light "En" to the man.

His legs were a little numb, probably because he kept his sleeping position all night without moving.

Song Wenlu pinched his legs and said, "The rooster downstairs crows really loudly. I don't know which one fed it. It's fat or not."

Song Xing said: "It's a blind old lady who raises it loose in the yard. There is only one rooster in it for the hens to plant, and they don't sell it for money."

Song Wenlu tapped Song Xing on the forehead: "I didn't say I bought him to make soup."

Song Xing raised her eyelids and said, "Mr. Song, I didn't say I want to make soup."

Song Wenlu fell into silence.

The morning time is very busy, wash up and have breakfast to start a new day.

There was the sound of breakfast being made in the kitchen on the second floor. Chen Sancui didn't comb his hair, and came out of the room with a gloomy face, holding a handful of shallots and two eggs. stand up.

She kicked the door shut irritably, and yelled into the door: "Swear, curse! You old bastard will never die of hunger!"

Song Xing and Song Wenlu just went downstairs when they saw Chen Sancui: "Sister Chen."

Song Wenlu changed back to the suit that was sent to him last night. After a whole night, it was half-dried and still damp inside, wrinkled and sticking to his body.

Chen Sancui raised her eyes in surprise, and saw the man's cold eyes, she immediately opened her eyes, and forced a smile with Song Xing, "Going out to eat so early?"

Song Xing nodded and looked at the table: "Sister Chen also cooks breakfast?"

Chen Sancui tied up her hair casually with a string: "Fry a shallot egg for your brother to eat."

The two went downstairs quickly, and Song Wenlu had to go back to the apartment before eight o'clock and change his clothes before driving to the company.

Last night, after he came out of the Song family's old house, he went straight to Tongzilou, and the car stopped under a tree outside the building. When he went there this morning, he saw that the roof of the car was covered with branches, leaves and mud spots that had been blown down by the wind and rain. Some fresh bird droppings.

It was also a surprise.

Song Wenlu's face darkened.

030 said cheerfully in Song Xing's mind: "Xing Xing, even birds don't like him."

Song Xing ignored it, and took a bigger branch for the man, pushed those things off the front of the car, and said, "Mr. Song, it's getting late."

Song Wenlu was not happy, he threw the branch and turned around to pinch his face, his voice was hoarse: "So you drive me away?"

Song Xing said no, and said: "Mr. Song, there will be people passing by around, it's not good to see them."

Song Wenlu sneered, but he didn't let go of his hand, instead he moved closer, lowered his head quickly, and kissed Song Xing on the cheek.

Song Xing didn't hide.

Surrounded by the rustling of leaves being blown by the wind, the green leaf tips swirled and fell from the air and piled on the roof of the car.

Before leaving, Song Xing went to the snack cart to buy four meat buns, and he and the man each shared two.

Song Wenlu kicked the steamed stuffed bun and drove to the apartment. On the way, he took a look into the steamed stuffed bun bag within a few seconds.

But before he reached the apartment, he couldn't hold back and opened the bag.

The steamed buns sold at roadside stalls taste very greasy, and the juice in the skin turns into white oily residue after blowing cold.

But Song Wenlu took one bite and then another.

Well, it's better than the buns I've eaten before.

In the tube building, Chen Sancui's scallion omelette was ready, and Song Xing happened to meet again when he went upstairs with two buns.

Chen Sancui stopped Song Xing, tore an egg pancake the size of a woman's palm for him, and said with a smile, "You're back? Come, talk to Sister Chen."

Song Xing quietly walked over with eyes downcast, and asked doubtfully, "Sister Chen?"

Chen Sancui scratched the scar on his face, wiped his hands with a rag, and said casually, "Xiao Lu is not too young this year, have you thought about finding someone?"

Song Xing said no.

Chen Sancui glanced upstairs, and said in an envious tone, "Your grandson, who lives on the third floor, is only 20 this year, and he is already the father of two children."

Song Xing said, "Sister Chen, I'm not in a hurry."

Chen Sancui smiled and said: "Why are you not in a hurry? It's better to find a partner early, be practical, and when you are older, the little girl will be robbed long ago."

Song Xing's eyes sparkled, and she said calmly, "Sister Chen, I don't have a car or a house, and little girls don't like me."

Chen Sancui said: "Sister knows a little girl, the one who pays at the front desk in the small clinic downstairs, she looks handsome, and she is honest and capable. Her two older brothers are the youngest. My sister looks good on her side. Shall I introduce you?"

Song Xing shook her head, "No, Sister Chen."

Chen Sancui became anxious, and blurted out what was in her heart: "Why not? Xiao Lu, don't get it wrong, you have gone astray like Xiao Su."