Klein bottle personality

There was dead silence in the room, and if the frozen atmosphere had weight, it could break a person's spine.Xiao Jin picked up a stack of documents and flipped through them, Ding Muyan stared at the movements of his hands, and Wen Yizhou was a little at a loss.

In the end, Ding Muyan compromised, and whispered to Wen Yizhou: "I'm sorry, you go back first, and we will make an appointment to discuss it."

Wen Yizhou glanced at Xiao Jin, who had his back to them: "You...you're fine."

"What's the problem? He can still eat me?"

"Okay, call me anytime you need."

Ding Muyan sent Wen Yizhou to the door, closed the door, and glared at Xiao Jin. Although his back was turned and he couldn't see, Ding Muyan still stared hard: "He's gone, you should go too."

Xiao Jin put down the file: "Are you preparing a speech?"

Ding Muyan was surprised, the manuscript was all in English and highly professional, and he could understand it after just a few glances.

"You came to him to help you read the speech?" Xiao Jin looked contemptuously, "What can he help you with?"

Ding Muyan took away the documents and organized them into a pile: "I didn't ask him to help me read the speech, but I wanted to hear his thoughts on some of the content, and think from another angle. Academic discussions inherently require collisions of ideas."

Xiao Jin snorted sourly: "You have a lot of academic friends, and you still need to discuss with him?"

"Are you looking down on my academic research, or the development of brain science in our country?"

"I think there is something wrong with your picky eye!"

Ding Muyan squinted at him: "It's possible."

Xiao Jin lifted a rock and shot himself on the foot, unwilling to say: "You lied to me by saying he is your boyfriend?"

"It's none of your business."

"Look!" Xiao Jin thought he had caught the point, "You didn't admit it and dare not deny it, it must be a lie."

"Xiao Jin, you have missed the key point. The key point is 'it has nothing to do with you', do you understand?" Ding Muyan repeated coldly, "Whether it's true or fake, it's all 'it has nothing to do with you'."

Xiao Jin clenched his fists even tighter, feeling his nails digging into his flesh: "Sure enough, he lied to me."

Ding Muyan shook his head and put the books on the table back on the shelf: "You should go."

Xiao Jin turned a deaf ear and handed the book to Ding Muyan.

Ding Muyan didn't accept the book he handed over: "You broke into my house, didn't you just want to drive Wen Yizhou away? You have achieved your goal, why don't you leave?"

"I never set too low goals for myself." Xiao Jin directly stuffed the book into the bookshelf, exactly where Ding Muyan wanted to put it.

Ding Muyan has his own rules for arranging the bookshelves. Most people don't pay attention to it, and even if they do, they still can't understand it.

Ding Muyan stared at the book for a long time: "What do you want to prove?"

Xiao Jin put one hand on the bookshelf, his upper body leaning slightly with an aggressive posture: "Does he know that you can't sit still for a second when your books are in a mess? He knows that although you like to drink milk, it must not be seasoned Does he know that you will go crazy when you see other people touching their hands after washing their hands without eating? He knows that you sit on the bed after taking a shower to express your desire to cum, and you go to bed with a book to express your desire to rest, but if you don’t take your face Does falling straight into the pillow mean you're exhausted?"

"Enough." Ding Muyan was embarrassed by his words.

Just when Ding Muyan thought he would say something else, Xiao Jin took a step back and glanced at the clock on the wall: "Okay, then I'm leaving, and you should go to bed earlier."

Xiao Jin left as soon as he said he would, without any hesitation, but Ding Muyan didn't quite get used to it.It wasn't until I saw a car driving away from the window that I was sure that the person had really left.

After taking a bath, Ding Muyan was sitting on the bed and was about to do something, when he suddenly remembered the theory about sex that Xiao Jin said, and suddenly he didn't know where to put his hands - many times, many habits even made him feel uncomfortable. Did not realize.

At this moment, Wen Yizhou sent a message, asking: Is he your ex-boyfriend?

Ding Muyan didn't know how to reply him for a while, and after thinking about it for a long time, he simply pretended not to turn off the lights and go to bed.

After being busy for another half a month, Ding Muyan lived a step-by-step life. After get off work, he would have dinner with Wen Yizhou, but even if he had a meal, it was only occasionally because he was too busy.

He had a one-day operation the day before, and flew directly to the United States to attend a meeting the next day. He was used to this kind of busy life, so he picked up his luggage and boarded the plane directly.

Putting the briefcase into the luggage rack, and before he sat down firmly with the book, he heard someone standing beside him saying, "Excuse me, let me go."

The voice was so familiar that Ding Muyan couldn't believe his eyes for a moment. Looking up, Xiao Jin was wearing a pair of sunglasses, casual sportswear, and a travel backpack, as if he was going on a trip.

"Let me go." Xiao Jin repeated, seeing that Ding Muyan didn't respond, he took out his boarding pass, "Block A, row 27, is by the window, let me sit in."

"What's your situation!" Ding Muyan finally realized.

The flight attendant kept urging the passengers to take their seats first, Xiao Jin took off his sunglasses, and nodded at the inner seat: "At least let me sit down first."

Ding Muyan had no choice but to get up, Xiao Jin stuffed the backpack into the luggage rack, moved in the narrow space, and sat down on the porthole while rubbing Ding Muyan's body.

Xiao Jin, with long hands and long legs, sat very restrained, like an adult sitting in a stroller, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and looked out from the porthole after sitting firmly.

Ding Muyan looked sideways: "Xiao Jin, are you going too far?"

Xiao Jin fastened his seat belt, and looked back unwillingly to show weakness: "What's wrong with me? I went to work, do you think I'm following you? You're overthinking, it's just a coincidence."

Ding Muyan was choked by him for a long time without saying a word: "So you happened to go there on the same day, you happened to book the same flight, and you happened to sit next to me?"

Xiao Jin nodded with no shame on his face: "What a coincidence."

Ding Muyan didn't bother to talk to him anymore, he let the noise around him concentrate on his books.

Xiao Jin was very quiet at first, but when the plane took off smoothly, he began to act: "Excuse me, let's go to the bathroom."

Despite being helpless, Ding Muyan still had to stand up and let him go, but when Xiao Jin said "I'm sorry to let you go" for the third time, Ding Muyan became angry: "Is there something wrong with your prostate?"

Xiao Jin smiled innocently: "I'm sorry, I'll take the bag."

Ding Muyan suppressed his anger, waited for Xiao Jin to stand up, and sat in his seat, Xiao Jin looked down, took the things and sat on the outside as a matter of course.

"Do you want to eat?" Xiao Jin handed over a box of mints.

Ding Muyan turned his face out of the window.

Xiao Jin poured two pills himself, and adjusted his sitting position: "I'll sleep for a while, and it will take about ten hours to fly, so you should sleep for a while too."

Ding Muyan ignored him and turned a page in the book.Soon, there was no movement around, and Xiao Jin fell asleep, at least judging from his breathing, he slept quite peacefully.

It was finally quiet, Ding Muyan rejoiced, read the passage and squinted for a while, and realized a problem: this time he wanted to go to the toilet.

But Xiao Jin beside him was still sound asleep, showing no signs of waking up.

Why change seats with him?Sitting on the outside at least has the initiative in his hands, and he was fooled by him again impatiently, Ding Muyan thought angrily.

Although there are two seats side by side, the feeling of sitting on the inside and outside is obviously different. At least a quarter of the outside is open, and the sense of space is suddenly compressed when sitting on the inside, especially with Xiao Jin. With such a person with a strong sense of presence, it seems that his breath is all around him-even though he didn't do anything.

Bear with it, Ding Muyan thought.

After another half an hour, Ding Muyan began to feel anxious. He regretted drinking too much water while waiting for the plane, and now his bladder seemed to explode.

The words on the book were jumping, and Ding Muyan couldn't read a single word. When he was considering whether to push Xiao Jin to wake up, he found that Xiao Jin had already woken up at some point.Although his head was still tilted, his eyes were already open, and he was staring straight at himself.

"Want to go to the toilet?" Xiao Jin asked proactively, probably because of a sleep, his throat was a little hoarse.

Ding Muyan really wanted to say no with ambition, but he couldn't do it, so he said coldly: "Let's go."

Ding Muyan was sure that Xiao Jin smiled smugly the moment he stood up, and that he didn't slap the book on his face was all due to his good self-cultivation that he had practiced for so many years.

After returning from the bathroom, Ding Muyan stood aside, Xiao Jin sat still and just turned sideways, beckoning him to go in.

The two big men are not slender girls, if they are squeezed directly in such a narrow passage, there are nine out of ten buttocks that will wipe the other's face.

Ding Muyan stared and gestured with his fingers: "Sit in."

"No." Xiao Jin shook his head rascally.

"This is my seat!"

"You sat in my seat first."

When Ding Muyan felt that he was going to die of anger, Xiao Jin stood up, but he still carefully guarded his precious outer seat, as if he was afraid of being robbed by him.

Ding Muyan had no choice but to swallow his breath temporarily. When the two passed by, the plane bumped a bit. Ding Muyan staggered and hit Xiao Jin's chest. Xiao Jin took advantage of the situation and hugged him.

Smelling the fragrance of his hair, Xiao Jin's heart was tender, and even his breathing became heavy in an instant, wishing he could just press him into his arms and take a strong sniff.

Xiao Jin's chest was so hot that the skin he touched seemed to be brushed by tongues of fire, or fell into a furnace, and even the bones would be melted. Ding Muyan broke free quickly, but the plane kept shaking, and he held the back of the chair with one hand , I have nowhere to borrow strength with one hand, and I can't stand still for a while.

The broadcast was reminding the passengers to be careful, Xiao Jin ignored his resistance, supported his lower back, almost hugged him into the seat inside, and then buckled the seat belt.

"Safety first." Xiao Jin said as he patted the buckle of the seat belt, brushing his shirt intentionally or unintentionally with his fingertips.

Ding Muyan slapped his claws away.

Xiao Jin smiled and leaned into his ear: "I really have something to do, I didn't mean to follow you."

"Sit over, don't squeeze me." Ding Muyan replied coldly, leaned against the porthole, closed his eyes and rested.

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There are still a lot of plots in the future, don't worry about HE not being able to, I will strive for daily updates in the new month~