Fangro

Yang Zhen didn't want to do anything at first, but when Quan Wei asked him this question, it was like a shy person who is not good at dealing with difficulties, and his ears turned red for no reason.

Quan Wei grabbed his wrist as if catching a thief, perhaps to prevent people from escaping, he used a particularly strong hand, his waist could not move, and his lying position was low, so there was inevitably some tension in the grasping movement. After getting on the pull, Yang Zhen bent his body in an L-shape, and was startled again, his already unstable center of gravity suddenly faltered, and his upper body fell directly onto the bed.

He frantically propped it up with his hands, and inadvertently put his right hand on Quan Wei's shoulder. This scene is even more indescribable, it looks like he is pressing Quan Wei on the bed.

Quan Wei experienced this posture for the first time in his life, he was dazed, and before he could react, Yang Zhen blushed, his heart was beating so loudly that he could even hear it, and he stood up with his arms stretched like lightning. up.

When I was in adolescence, I fell in love with someone secretly, even when I went to the cafeteria to stand in a line with the other person, I felt blushing and heartbeat. Yang Zhen is almost at such a stage now.

"I..." He also stood upright, but he still said in embarrassment, "I just saw your mobile phone charging next to the pillow and felt unsafe, so I wanted to take it to the cabinet for you."

A piece of news just broke out two days ago, about a girl who was playing with her mobile phone while charging, and half of her face was scorched by the explosion. Then the editor emphasized at the end of the article that the mobile phone should be avoided while charging, and should be placed in an open space. A place free of flammable materials.

As a group of high-frequency users of mobile phones, this incident caused a small panic in Yang Zhen's office.

Quan Wei turned his head and saw that the phone was charging next to his face.

Yang Zhen spends more than 1/3 of the time every day under his nose, Quan Wei always thinks he is stupid, and has never had a chance to think that this person is treacherous, which makes Quan Wei have subtly formed a sense of superiority in IQ , that is, Yang Zhen will not deceive people at a glance.

And the roommate he chooses must be believed by himself, otherwise he will not be able to get along with those who are suspicious. Quan Wei immediately accepted it when he got a reason. Blindly fumbled for the phone and moved it to the bedside table.

"Thank you, my good roommate in China," Quan Wei revealed his face after yawning, his eyes sparkling with water, "but don't do such a thing next time, you will be scared to death if you are less courageous."

Yang Zhen turned forward the red wrist, not because of pain, but psychologically felt that the skin was hotter than other places, Quan Wei's attitude was normal, and the atmosphere returned to tranquility after being guided, Yang Zhen was no longer cramped, and the conversation was smooth Calm down, he said, "I won't do it next time. I saw that you didn't wake up when I knocked on the door. I thought you were fast asleep and wouldn't wake up easily."

The dim light made Quan Wei ignore Yang Zhen's expression, he directly put the topic aside, pointed to the chair in front of the table and said, "Sit down, did you take someone to see Ms. Qin's house tonight, how about it?" ? Is there a play?"

Yang Zhen went over and sat down, remembering the huge difference in Zhou Chi's attitude before and after, he said ironically: "I don't know, anyway, it's a coincidence, it's an acquaintance you have met, you took me to the hospital when I had a stomachache , the young man I met in the ward, who asked me to settle accounts."

Quan Wei couldn't remember what Zhou Chi looked like, but he still had a little impression of this man's flamboyant manner. He sympathized with Yang Zhen for a second, and then remembered the takeaway, and couldn't help talking: "What is he doing today? ? Threatening you? Not letting you eat?"

Yang Zhen had a good impression of Zhou Chi today, and quickly shook his head: "He's not my brain, he won't let me eat if he doesn't let me? I just didn't expect him to be so good at ink, and I sat for 2 hours before I started looking at the house. "

"Sit for 2 hours?" Qin Ruxu's house is only more than 60 square meters, not a three-story small bungalow, and time is so precious, Quan Wei said incomprehensibly, "How did you resist driving him away?"

Yang Zhen said truthfully: "Because he is the client's father."

Yang Zhen was a bit indiscriminate between N and L. Quan Wei heard about it before, and it became more true when he heard the words: "Is your face changing a bit fast? You just said that he is not your father."

Yang Zhen got stuck, reacted and began to explain: "I'm talking about the old... no, the brain of the head, not the teacher's old."

He stopped seriously, struggling to distinguish the front and back nasal sounds like a stammer, Quan Wei hadn't found his roommate so funny before, he wasted half the night at home today, he was really a bit overdrawn and boring, his laughter was too low : "It's a slip of the tongue, I know, the more common ones are urine adjustment, resource blooming, unity is your mother and so on."

Yang Zhen: "..."

He failed to comprehend the southern and northern stalks in this new era well, so he could only stare at Quan Wei with condemning eyes.

Quan smiles enough, and then restores human concern. Three meals are a big deal for him, and his focus has been on them: "Then have you eaten?"

Yang Zhen nodded, and Quan Wei felt that he was so unlucky everywhere. He finally found a sought-after house, but met a buyer with a problem. , that is to say, the other party did not clearly express their refusal.

Quan Wei said like a tongue twister: "So what does that Zhou Chi mean? Want to buy it? Don't buy it? Or want to buy it but don't want to buy it from you?"

Yang Zhen: "He had opinions on me, so I didn't ask too many questions, for fear of being annoyed by him."

The intermediary is going to stalk, and Quan Wei has the hidden worry that he will not be able to repay the debt every day: "Then he bothers you and you have to ask."

Yang Zhen really wanted to ask, but the frequency behind Zhou Chi was not on the house at all, and his mouth was full of Fang Siyuan's gossip.

Is Snow God male or female?It was uploaded online that he was a mermaid?Is he a fan or not?What is your relationship with him?Will he really add me as a friend...

"I am asking with a sigh of relief. If you chase too quickly, others will rebel."

Yang Zhen complied obediently, but what he wanted to ask was another matter. He really wanted to know whether Wang Li knew about the matter of raising the price by 2 yuan. slightly unhappy.

Yang Zhen was silent for a few seconds, temporarily putting Wang Li out of his mind, and said, "What did you do to your waist and elbow? It was fine in the morning."

In the morning, he didn't see Quan Wei's people at all, but he saw that the car was not in the parking space. Being able to drive meant that he had full arms and legs. Who knew that he would end up like this when he came back at night.

Quan Wei said succinctly: "When climbing the steps, I slipped. I was still carrying something. A dog ate shit and fell down, and then I couldn't get up."

The people here are too daring to help the fallen people. Yang Zhen imagined the scene of Quan Wei lying on the ground and no one was watching, and he felt uncomfortable for a while. He asked a series of questions: "You Where did you fall? Was there anyone nearby? Who sent you to the hospital? Is it time to see a doctor? And what did the doctor say?"

Quan Wei couldn't keep up with his speaking speed, but the unconcealed concern made Quan Wei feel very heartbroken, feeling that those messy discounts were all worth it, so he replied one carrot after another: "At Chaorui University I fell on the street at the stall of the market, there were people everywhere, the fellow called 120, I didn’t notice if it was fast or not, I remembered the pain at the time, but the doctor said it’s nothing serious, it’s acute low back pain, just lie down and lie down.”

Yang Zhen was relieved a little, and focused on Chaorui Market.

He has never been there, but he knows this big market, because every time a newcomer comes to the store, the manager who brings the newcomer will remind him by ear, and pay close attention to the flower arrangement area when collecting housing listings.

Chaorui Market is a flower arrangement area located in the north of the city. There are people who come to do business from other places, with mixed accents and poor public security. No one cares about the two districts they belong to.Beicheng District is surrounded by mountains and rivers. It used to be transported by water. After the development of the railway, the waterway was abandoned and could not develop. It gradually became a small commodity wholesale trading area.

There were no valuable houses to trade over there, and it was more than two hours' drive away from home, Yang Zhen couldn't figure it out and said: "So you went out so early to go to the Chaorui market, but why did you go so far? "

"Didn't I tell you the last time I ate skewers?" Quan Wei chattered with him, completely sober, "I went to deliver wine to my fellow villagers."

Yang Zhen forgot about it, and when he remembered it, he felt a little envious of the legendary fellow.

He has slowly observed that Quan Wei is relatively indifferent to passers-by, but he is devoted to relatives and friends. He will personally accompany his father to celebrate his birthday, eat tofu, ask his mother to bring it on WeChat, and walk around the city without fear of burning oil. , just to make a few catties of old wine for the fellow, these are very small things, but there is a kind of pure heart in it.

If Tian Quanwei likes someone, that person will always feel that he is being cherished by others.

"I remember," Yang Zhen said softly, "Then, do you like the wine fellow this time?"

"I am so satisfied that my eyes are gone from laughing," Quan Wei said arrogantly, "If you don't like what you choose, then I will never buy it for them again, and what I buy will be even more disgusted by others."

Yang Zhen could hear trust and intimacy from his words, and he was a little sweet in his heart, so he wanted to say something nice for others: "Etiquette is light and affection is heavy, and no one would dare to dislike you even if you go for nothing."

Quan Wei opened his eyes in disbelief. He lay without moving for 5 hours. He had the illusion that his back was covered. He said in pain: "Yang Zhen, I want to turn over, you go Get a pillow on the couch to cover my back."

As he spoke, he lifted the quilt, and wore a gray vest on his upper body. The shallow bust line was half exposed, and the deep collarbone was full of shadows. The first impression he gave was not fit or sexy, but rather is thin.

Yang Zhen saw it naturally when he stood up, but he didn't quite understand that Quan Wei ate so much and drank a lot, and he didn't know where the nutrition went. He held his hands in the air and said, "Do you want me to help you?"

Quan Wei is independent by nature, subconsciously refused: "No, I can turn it over."

Seeing that he was so stubborn, Yang Zhen stopped being courteous. He went to get the cushions from the sofa, only to find that there were hundreds of dollars resting on the corner of the coffee table, guarded by an apple.

Both of them would not put things that are too personal in the public space. Yang Zhen felt a little strange, and took the two pillows back to the master bedroom and asked, "Why did you put the money on the coffee table?"

On the bed, Quan Wei continued the arduous task of turning salted fish over, without raising his head, he said, "What money?"

Yang Zhen waited for him to lie on his side, and immediately put pillows behind him, one behind his back and one behind his buttocks. After the pillows were placed, he held the air-conditioning quilt for Quan Wei, then walked to the door and took a photo with his mobile phone, folded Come back and show Quan Wei: "Red money."

Quan Wei frowned when he saw the photo: "Good roommate, help me get the money."

He has less than 200 cash all over him, it's not his money.

Yang Zhen went out to get the money, paused when he picked up the apple, went to the kitchen to rinse it, picked up a plate and put the apple on it, took two bottles of yogurt and a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, and took them back together He gave the money to Quan Wei, and put the food and drink by the bed.

"I'm going to wash, and I'll put some food here for you. After washing the apples, wait until the cold ones are at room temperature before drinking. I won't close the door at night. If you want to wake up at night or feel uncomfortable, just call me. I'll listen to you." See you."

Quan Shishi didn't take care of him so meticulously, Quan Wei was taken aback with the money, a "thank you" reached his throat, but he finally swallowed it.

He just felt that he was too outsider, and Yang Zhen should be unhappy.

When Yang Zhen came out of the shower, the old lady "passed by" the door of Quan Wei's room secretly. The lights in the room had been turned off, and he could only see a peaceful figure on the bed.

But the people in the room were much clearer from the outside, Quan Wei saw Yang Zhen standing at his door for a while, wearing a cotton pajamas with blue moiré pattern on a gray background, with a quiet demeanor.

That night Yang Zhen set three alarm clocks, one every two hours from 3 o'clock, for fear that the cowhide would blow off, but if Quan Wei called him, he would not be able to hear him.

When it was close to 3 o'clock in the morning, Quan Wei was awakened by urination. He woke up irritably, still wondering whether to wake Yang Zhen, when a bright light lit up at the door, the brightness was very faint, and it was cast by the light from the second bedroom. diffuse reflection.

Quan Wei thought naively: What is tacit understanding, this is it!

Getting Quan Wei to the bathroom is a technical job before physical strength. Yang Zhen was afraid of hurting his waist again, so he walked like a snail crossing the bridge, and placed Quan Wei on the toilet with fear, face to face This kind of intimate contact didn't take care of his thoughts.

And Quan Wei hung on his roommate, because he was sweating all over his body, he didn't smell his roommate's breath fresh or pleasant like others. He just lay down again and saw Yang Zhen bending over to cover him with the quilt. , suddenly felt that this person was really good.

Just like jade, the longer you get along, the more comfortable you feel.

The author has something to say: Quan Wei: It's over, it's over, I can't hold it anymore.