i want to be your roommate

Eight

Song Yi is so busy that he wakes up at six o'clock in the morning, holds meetings in the company all day long, signs documents, holds meetings, signs documents, repeats endlessly, goes home at night, eats, takes a shower, falls asleep, and is more tired than preparing for exams in college too much.

Three days before the press conference, Song's father got a set of reporters' questions and asked Song Yi to prepare a rough answer.

"God." Song Yi collapsed on the sofa, "I don't want to work."

"Being the CEO is not so easy, you have only experienced 30% of it." Song's father was impressed by his son's occasional complaints, "Think about your cousin."

"I don't want to be like him. I only have to work every day." Song Yi made a face at his father.

Song Chuanyu is 26 years old, has no girlfriend, no dream lover, Song Yi thinks he is a waste of a good skin.

"Don't want to be like me?" Song Chuanyu appeared at the entrance carrying a suitcase.

"Yeah." Song Yi stood up, "You came three days early." He ran over to help his cousin pull the suitcase, "I thought you would arrive an hour before the press conference."

Song Chuanyu stepped forward, hugged his cousin, and kissed his cheek: "We are going to explain Yiyi, of course I have to come back early."

Song Yi pushed his cousin away: "I've grown up, you can't kiss anymore."

Apart from being a workaholic, Song Chuanyu is also a younger brother...

Song Yi still remembers that when he was in elementary school, Song Chuanyu would coax himself to sleep every day.

When I was in middle school, I received a love letter from a boy, but Song Chuanyu found out, and he beat him without saying a word, forcing him to transfer to another school.

He had received a small note from a girl in high school, and he pulled himself to talk about studying hard every night and improving every day.

Song Chuanyu is the country that Song Yi was thrown out by his uncle in his third year of high school, and he is in charge of the American branch. Speaking of which, this is the first time that his cousin has returned after going abroad.

Song Yi is so worried, in case his brother finds out about Xu Niedi's existence.He covered his face, feeling that a bloody storm was coming.

Song Chuanyu sat down on the sofa, talked with his uncle about work for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Song Yi standing at the entrance with a sad face.

"What's the matter?" Song Chuanyu laughed at him, "Are you so happy to see my brother come back?" He pointed to the suitcase, "Open it, there is a box for you."

Song Yi opened it absent-mindedly, and saw a small box with a square shape, inside was a pair of cufflinks.

"Yiyi can wear it at the press conference."

"Thank you." Song Yi put it on the coffee table, "Brother, listen to the answer I'm going to deal with the reporter."

"Okay."

Xu Niedi opened WeChat every day, stared at Song Yi's profile picture for a long time before closing it, he didn't dare to call Song Yi rashly, it would be bad if someone saw him.

Xu Niehai didn't understand his cautiousness very much. Last time he said that he would hold a blind date banquet, but he didn't bother to think about who to invite, so he explained the matter to Xu Niedi—along with setting up the venue.

This was in Aunt Wang's favor, because Xu Niedi was not proficient in design, so he asked Aunt Wang to take care of it. Aunt Wang ordered flowers and balloons from the same city online, and was busy choosing dishes these days, making the banquet full of girlish hearts.

Xu Niedi used handwritten invitations to express his elder brother's determination to go on a blind date, so he didn't bother to choose, invited all the guests, and cast a wide net to fish more.

Song Yi didn't know what Xu Niedi was busy with, since his cousin came home, he was even busier.Song Chuanyu actually pulled him to talk about stocks every day!

Song Yi had a hard time, and when he felt drowsy, he secretly pinched his thigh, and if he couldn't wake up, he made excuses to slip away, to go to the bathroom, to help his mother wash the dishes, and to memorize explanatory notes.

After using these excuses twice, Song Chuanyu held his hand and refused to let him go: "If you don't want to talk about stocks, then tell me about your college life."

Song Yi picked out a few interesting things to talk about, and after he finished speaking, he searched his brains and picked out a few not-so-interesting things, and then fell silent for a while.

"No more?" Song Chuanyu looked at him.

"It's gone." Song Yi said with a bitter face, "It's really gone, the rest is not interesting, such as eating, playing ball, etc."

"Oh," Song Chuanyu was quite interested in this kind of boring, "what do you eat every day, takeaway?"

"The takeaway of 'Taozhuang', the latest one is braised pork, squirrel mandarin fish, sweet and sour pork ribs, mushrooms and green vegetables, and hot and sour potato shreds."

"Three meat and two vegetables?" Song Chuanyu asked.

"correct."

"Can you eat it alone?"

Song Yi thought badly, and forgot about this, he said haha: "I will eat with my classmates, or in the dormitory next door."

Song Chuanyu nodded without asking.

After the water at hand was finished, Song Yi took out a bottle of milk from the freezer. Song Chuanyu watched him walk into the kitchen and followed him with a frown.Song Yi put the milk into the microwave oven and pressed a few buttons skillfully.

"When did you learn it?"

"What?" Song Yi turned around.

Song Chuanyu raised his chin and pointed to the microwave oven, "You won't know how to use it when I leave."

Song Yi stammered: "Well, you can find this out on the Internet, it's a stupid machine."

Song's mother was cooking in the kitchen, and she couldn't help but be proud when she heard this: "Yiyi is very good now, and he doesn't bring back his clothes every week. He said it was embarrassing for me to wash them."

Song Yi's heart rose to his throat: "No, I sent it to a dry cleaner."

Song Chuanyu patted his head: "Sure enough, he has grown up."

In the evening, Song Chuanyu opened Meituan and checked the dry cleaners near Song Yi University. There were only two dry cleaners within 5000 meters. He pretended to be a customer and called the clerk to ask, "Have Song Yi's clothes been washed?" He got no reply. The guest's name is Song Yi.

He put down his phone and rubbed his eyebrows.

Song Yi has a situation, Song Chuanyu speculates, it is very likely that he is in love, so the five dishes have been explained, the hot milk may be for his girlfriend, and then that girl will wash clothes for Song Yi, and the delicate girl even has socks Can't wash, so this girl should be born as a commoner.

Then why didn't he say it?Afraid of blocking him?Song Chuanyu really wanted to stop her. It was not easy to marry into the Song family. The first thing he had to do was to investigate the girl's past.

Want to protect her?There is this possibility.Song Chuanyu put his hand on the doorknob, intending to get straight to the point and ask Song Yi's girlfriend's name, but in a blink of an eye, tomorrow is the press conference, asking now may affect Yiyi's performance, and it's not too late to ask at the celebration banquet.

Song Yi was fidgeting in the room. He repeatedly recalled the conversation during the day and Song Chuanyu's expression, and felt that his cousin probably hadn't guessed the truth, otherwise he would definitely come to the door.

He opened the door secretly, and glanced into the corridor with his head. It was dark and quiet.

Song Yi withdrew his head, and his heart returned to the original position from his throat. The press conference at [-] o'clock tomorrow afternoon will be broadcast live, and his mind went blank nervously.He sent Xu Niedi a crying emoji.

Xu Niedi:?

Song Yi: Insomnia, nervousness.

Xu Niedi called immediately, but Song Yi refused to answer: it's too late, others will hear what he said.

Xu Niedi: You put on the earphones, I talk and you type.

Song Yi agreed: What are you going to say?

Xu Niedi sang Spring Breeze Ten Miles over there.After singing, he asked, "Are you still nervous?"

Song Yi: So-so, one more song.

Xu Niedi: "If you don't sing, you won't get paid."

Song Yi sent 100 yuan, but Xu Niedi returned it: "I want to pay with flesh."

Song Yi: ...perverted.

Xu Niedi bargained with him: "Kiss each song for 1 minute, and I will make up for it tomorrow."

Song Yi: How can I have time to replenish you tomorrow!

Xu Niedi: "At tomorrow's celebration banquet, we will hide in your bathroom or your room."

Song Yi: Abnormal!

Song Yi: Sing quickly!

Xu Niedi raised the corners of his mouth, and continued to sing to Song Yi until the sound of shallow breathing came from the other end of the phone.

"Yiyi? Yiyi?" Xu Niedi called a few times, but he hung up the phone without answering.

Song Yi woke up the next day and saw that Xu Niedi's voice had been received on WeChat. He clicked on it to listen—"I love you. Let's work hard for today's press conference. See you tonight."

The author has something to say: I love you! ! !mwah!