jealous tail

I slept in Jinyeyu's bedroom, and he wasn't there when I woke up. He might have gone out for breakfast. Although he is a writer of web articles, he doesn't stay out at all. He is the same as a white-collar worker, but his studio is at home.

I turned over, yawned, rubbed my frizzy little head, and sat up from the bed.

When I yawn, I cry, especially in the morning. It hasn't changed in 20 years. How many golden tears the man shed, it makes me feel bad.

Jinyeyu’s room is still very tidy. I looked for slippers to step on, and by the way rolled his quilt three times and piled it in the corner. Ah Jing's why.

I stretched my neck and walked to the living room. Jin Yeyu's arms are no better than my cotton pillow. If I didn't give him some face, I would only sleep on his pillow if my head was hit.

As soon as I took out the cold water from the refrigerator, I heard a familiar voice behind me. The early morning was so pleasant.

"There is warm water with lemon on the table, don't drink cold water."

He snatched the bottle of ice water from me and threw it back into the refrigerator.

I smiled happily, "Brother Tingwei, you are back."

Du Tingwei was still wearing jeans and a shirt. The cuffs of the light wheat-colored shirt were rolled up, exposing a strong forearm. The shirt looked uneven at all, and he probably came back after a long journey in the car.

"Ah."

He poured me a glass of lemonade, which is not warm water, the glass was hot when I took it.

"You just did it."

I took a sip, and it didn't burn my mouth, but it was uncomfortable. It's a hot day, and I'm afraid of heat.

After taking a sip, he stopped drinking, threw it on the table, then pulled out the chair and sat down, put his hands on his face and asked him: "Brother, you make lemonade as soon as you come back, and you don't even change your clothes."

In this room, Jinyeyu is the biggest, 28, Du Tingwei is 24, and I am the youngest, 22, but I never call him brother Jinyeyu, and neither does Du Tingwei. If you like him, he has to be equal to me, not taller than me. This kind of love seems to have a generation gap.

And Du Tingwei, I call him brother, because he really looks like a brother in his style. I wanted to have a brother when I was young, because when the father who leads the children at home gets drunk and goes crazy, his brother will always treat his brother Standing behind him, blocking his father's slap or kick.

And our family will not.

"Well, aren't you used to drinking water when you wake up in the morning?"

As he said that, he went to the refrigerator and took out the bottle of ice water, and poured my glass back into the crystal jug and returned to the pot.

The three of us have always been like this. We don’t dislike each other for what we have eaten. When we eat hot pot, we take out a half-baked meatball from the pot. I can take a bite and throw it back into the pot.

Du Tingwei was unlucky, most of the time he caught it, and he would lose his temper if he ate too much. That time, he threw a piece of sweet potato that was more than half bitten into the trash can, but Jin Yeyu complained that it was something he had eaten, and he would not bite it for 800 years. Once, a bite caught up with the disgust, and it didn't kill me.

Du Tingwei poured me a glass of evenly warm water from the crystal jug. I raised my head and breathed a sigh of relief, and he filled it up for me again. We have a good culture at the wine table, so we don't need to persuade at all, we all come by ourselves.

"By the way, how are things going with you? Are you all in order?" Du Tingwei's family is rich, his father is the boss, and his mother is the boss's secretary. He heard from Jin Yeyu that Du Tingwei has a half-brother who is his father and his first wife. Born, seven years older than him, it looks like a family robber.

If the family has a family business, he should learn a major related to this area, but he studied law as an undergraduate, and he didn't study hard, so he wandered around during school.

Of course, this is what Jin Yeyu said. When I met him, he graduated by himself. He didn’t go to graduate school, didn’t go abroad, and didn’t inherit the family business. I really don't have to worry about food and drink.

"Well, it's alright."

Du Tingwei's speech is always ambiguous, and he never gives an accurate answer. For example, if you ask him, is the meal delicious, he says it's okay, and if you ask him if the scenery is good, he says yes.

There was only one question I got an exact answer to, and I asked him if I looked good, and he said I looked good.

"Then how much can Ayu inherit?" I didn't have any wrong thoughts, I just wanted to know how much money he could have, after all, he would have no backer in the future.

Moreover, who knows when the author of online articles will run out of ideas, and the waves of the Yangtze River will push the waves ahead. He himself is not a particularly popular author.

I can earn money to support him. I didn’t go to graduate school after graduation, because I did well in the hotel and had experience. The hotel signed me directly in the second half of my senior year. The monthly salary just started at [-]. [-] is not bad, but I know that my salary is part of a youth meal. I am afraid that one day I will suddenly lose my job, and then I will really need a husband and wife to squat on the flyover.

He just wants to, and I don't want to.

"The deposit is about 25 yuan. It is a waste to leave the house in my hometown empty, and no one wants to rent it. It is a bit particular in the countryside. After all, my aunt and uncle died abnormally. If I sell it, I contacted someone. It is about 12 yuan. It is planned that the government on the other side of the land wants to build the iron tower, and it has already paid compensation a few years ago, a total of [-] yuan, which my uncle and aunt donated to the mountain area before, and it has already been spent."

Jin Yeyu said that Du Tingwei was playing crazy in college, but I didn't think that Du Tingwei was very reliable in his work. Every time I asked him for something, he would do it reasonably and with surprises.

For example, when I used to translate a menu, I came across a word that I didn’t know very well, and I was anxious to use it. After sending it to Jin Yeyu, he didn’t have time to reply to me, so he sent it to Du Tingwei. In just one minute, it brought out the past and present of that word. Yes, and finally the voice gave me a pronunciation problem.

I will always remember the face of my little apprentice next to me when I played that voice, she asked me if there was a handsome French guy on the opposite side, could you introduce her to me, I said no, she asked why, and I said you can only eat anything Do you eat half of it? My buddy likes to eat other people's leftovers. Whole ones are not good, so she didn't ask again.

Probably think that men who grab food are not good men.

This deposit is okay, it’s not much money in Beijing, but fortunately he doesn’t have to pay for the house. If he doesn’t marry a wife or have children, he can spend as much as he earns.

I yawned, and as soon as I closed my mouth, tears flowed down the corners of my eyes again. Du Ting stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of my eyes. When he played in a band, his fingertips were not as delicate as Jinyeyu, but a little rough. When I moved lightly, the corners of my eyes were covered It was so painful that I subconsciously closed one eye.

He looked at me and asked in a daze for a long time.

"Xiaozhu, why are you sleeping in Jinyeyu's house?"

The names of Xia Zhushen and Du Tingwei both come from poems, only Jinyeyu comes from Jinyeyu