one night love

Before the tea cooled down, Lin Zifeng fell asleep on the sofa.

Holding the teacup, Fang Yue looked at Lin Zifeng's peaceful sleeping face and thought for a long time.He himself didn't understand what he was doing.He swears that the sentence at the dinner table asking you to drink is really just a quick talk, but when they finished their meal and were about to take a taxi home, Lin Zifeng rolled down the window and said to him half-truthfully: Fang Yue, don't you want to buy me a drink?

The person sitting in the car stuck his head out, raised his chin, and the slightly curly hair was blown by the cool night wind, sweeping over his eyes.Fang Yue only hesitated for a second, then opened the car door and squeezed into the back seat, and told the driver his home address.

Those eyes must be poisonous, he thought.

"Hey, Mo Xiaobei," Fang Yue squatted on the balcony with a cigarette in his mouth to make a phone call, "You can be both male and female, right?"

"Huh?" Mo Xiaobei was very dazed. The reason why he woke up on the phone in the middle of the night was to ask this? "What's wrong with your amnesia? The first day you met me?"

Fang Yue let out a groan, but didn't continue.

"Oh shit, did you take the wrong medicine?" Mo Xiaobei was annoyed, "What's going on in the middle of the night?"

Fang Yue hummed, but still didn't say anything.

"It's okay, I'll hang up!" Damn, are you kidding me?Next time we meet, I must give him two slaps.

"No," Fang Yue yelled anxiously, hesitated for a long time, and said, "The man I brought to dinner today is the new supervisor of our department."

"I see, what's the matter?" Mo Xiaobei asked lazily.

"What do you think of him?" Fang Yue asked.

How about it?I haven't said a word to him, okay? Mo Xiaobei complained in his heart, not to mention that he didn't talk, and he didn't even bother to look at me. someone.Besides, liking a man doesn't mean you just want to pounce on him when you see a man, okay?

"Ask you." Fang Yue spit out a few smoke rings and pressed the cigarette butt on the ground: "Speak."

"It's not bad, he's handsome, has a good figure, and behaves well," Mo Xiaobei really wanted to sleep. Relying on the slightest impression of Lin Zifeng in his heart, he made a few nonsense words, and prepared to dismiss this nervous guy quickly. .

"Oh," Fang Yue asked again, "is he a special recruit?"

"...Recruiting people?" Mo Xiaobei turned over, "I said, Mr. Fang, what exactly are you trying to say? Please let me go."

"I just want to ask," Fang Yue said impatiently, "Would that one of yours...would you really want to be like him?"

Fuck your sister!I was raped!How did I know!Mo Xiaobei was about to be mad by him, for his own health, he hung up the phone decisively and turned off the mute.

Fang Yue listened to the busy tone of "beep... beep... beep..." on the phone, looked at the dark sky, squeezed the empty cigarette case in her hand with little force with her fingertips.

The next morning, Fang Yue woke up first. He sat up and looked at Lin Zifeng, who was sleeping beside him, without disturbing him. He simply washed up, put on his sports clothes and went downstairs to buy breakfast.

The old man who set up a stall at the gate of the community saw him walking over in a blink of an eye, and quickly took two fried dough sticks and a portion of soy milk from the shelf, and packed them up for him: "Wake up so early today?"

"Add an extra serving, put it together," Fang Yue waved his hand, "Sweetened soy milk."

The uncle quickly put it on for him, and winked at him: "For two~ You brought your girlfriend home?"

Fang Yue scratched her head and put the money into the iron box beside her: "Yes."

"You're pretty good at taking care of people." Lin Zifeng tidied herself up, and sat down to have breakfast with Fang Yue generously. "You cooked noodles at my house last time."

It's not just boiled noodles, Fang Yue curled her lips, thinking that I also fried eggs and warmed milk, but it's a pity that they all spilled.

Lin Zifeng saw that he didn't speak for a long time, thought for a while and continued: "Don't have any worries, private matters are private matters, and will not affect work."

Hehe, your heart is quite big. Fang Yue didn't say anything, but tore the fried sticks into pieces and soaked them in soy milk.

So Lin Zifeng stopped talking, and while biting the fried dough sticks in his mouth, he ate slowly with soy milk, while watching the small oily flowers floating in Fang Yue's bowl slowly connecting into pieces, he suddenly raised his head and asked, "How did you know?" Why did your supervisor leave?"