peach trap

Chi Yun didn't quite understand why he turned on the desk lamp through a door all night, which would affect the work and rest of his new roommate.

However, Chi Yun has always been good at self-reflection. He can always come to a set of conclusions that "since a conflict has occurred, there must be my mistake" through repeated thinking.

I don't know whether this attitude is good or bad. The good thing is that he has never had two-way conflicts or quarrels with others because of his good-natured and gentle attitude since he was a child. The bad thing is that he is too soft-tempered. I can handle him.

Zhou Chenle complained about Chi Yun, the clay figurine still had a third of his temper, but he was more able to retreat and tolerate than the clay figurine.

For example, now, Chi Yun started to reflect on herself again.

He sat on the sofa, stared at the post-it note for a long time, and finally sighed, ready to apologize to his new roommate.

Just apologizing is not enough. After all, they will live together for two months. Chi Yun decided to get along with his new roommate.

The first step to get along well is to keep the lights off all night from today, and the second step is to move all the sister's food and water bowls into the bedroom, so that the younger sister will not disturb the new roommate.

The third step is more difficult, Chi Yun thought for a while, and decided to go to the supermarket to buy something, and come back at night to hold a welcome party for the new roommate.

It's already afternoon to go out, the supermarket is not far from where Chi Yun lives, it's only three stops by subway.

The heat in June really made people feel at a loss. Every passerby was like a fish in the tropical ocean, coming and going, shuttling under the scorching sun.

In order to avoid being the next grilled fish, Chi Yun hurried into the air-conditioned subway station. While waiting for the subway, he turned on his phone. The Weibo post last night already had dozens of comments.

Chi Yun flipped through the past one by one, and found Feuille's comment on the second page. He asked: Why do you have to stay overnight?

This question is really difficult to answer, because you can't sleep, because you like to stay up late?There are so many reasons.

Chi Yun felt that it was difficult to explain the reason in a few words, so he opened Feuille's homepage and clicked on chat.

He first sent the first sentence: Have you ever seen the street at three or four in the morning?

The second sentence is very long. Chi Yun got on the subway and typed intermittently: It's strange, doing the same thing at night seems to be more attractive than doing it during the day. Yesterday and today are seamlessly connected, accompanied by cicadas With the warm wind and walking alone on the deserted streets, I feel that staying up all night is the unique romance of summer.

There are a lot of things I want to buy. Chi Yun spent an hour and a half in the supermarket, bought some vegetables, meat and fruits, bought snacks, and bought body wash and shampoo for the new roommate, which were the same brand as his. The same fragrance type.

When he went to wash up in the morning, he saw that there were no new roommate's toiletries in the bathroom. Although it was possible that the new roommate had used them up and took them back to the room, Chi Yun bought another set just to be on the safe side.

After counting the items in the shopping cart and confirming that there was nothing missing, Chi Yun went to the checkout to queue up to pay.

Probably because it was the weekend, the queue was very long, and Chi Yun was bored waiting, so he turned on his phone again.

Feuille's reply was sent at this time. His avatar is the emoji that comes with Weibo, a light yellow lemon with an aggrieved expression on his face, and two lemon leaves on his head.

Feuille: Staying up late is a 2A-level carcinogen. Studies have shown that frequent staying up late can increase the risk of lung cancer, colorectal cancer, prostate cancer and other cancers, and face a higher possibility of death.

Chi Yun stared at the phone for a while in a daze, feeling a little depressed for no reason.

How can someone be so incapable of chatting?He frowned.

Call it a welcome party, but it's not that exaggerated.

At 07:30 in the evening, at sunset, Chi Yun put the freshly prepared two dishes and one soup on the table.

The two dishes are stir-fried choy sum and braised pork ribs. The soup is a semi-finished product bought in the supermarket. It is prepared with dried mushrooms and seasonings. If you cook it in a casserole, you will have a strong and fragrant mushroom soup.

Chi Yun's standards for food are not high. In his dictionary, food can only be divided into two categories, edible and unpalatable.

Today's two dishes and one soup can be classified as edible, at least Chi Yun thinks the appearance is not bad.

He lit the scented candles and the small table lamp at the bar, served the rice again, and poured two glasses of iced orange juice. After doing all this, Chi Yun sat back at the dining table, waiting for his new roommate to come back.

Unfortunately, Chi Yun waited for a long time, until the hands of the clock hanging in the living room reached ten o'clock, the new roommate still did not come back.

In the end, Chi Yun couldn't hold on any longer, so he simply ate an iced bread, wrote a post-it note and pasted it on the coffee table, and then went back to the bedroom to rest, yawning.

After a good night's dream, it was already the next morning when he woke up again. Chi Yun didn't know what time the new roommate came back last night, but after looking at the entrance, he only knew that the new roommate had probably gone out again.

He opened the bedroom door, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up first. Seeing this, his sister came out of the room with catwalks and went to the living room to play with the cat climbing frame.

When Chi Yun came out after washing up, his sister had already jumped up to the dining table. He went to carry her down, only to find that there was still a bag of breakfast left on the dining table.

There is a post-it note next to it, which reads: Cai Xin is too salty.

There is another line below, PS: the cat can be placed in the living room, I don't mind.

Chi Yun couldn't help laughing, he suddenly felt that the new roommate seemed to be a pretty good person.

He opened the paper bag, and inside was a box of Laoyafen, a few small soup dumplings, and a cup of soy milk.

It must have been left for a while, and a layer of fine drops of water seeped out of the wall of the soy milk cup.

Chi Yun drank soy milk first, which was so sweet that people couldn't help but smack their tongues, so he switched to Laoya noodles and soup dumplings, but luckily they were delicious.

After breakfast, he still left a post-it note on the coffee table: Breakfast is delicious, thank you.

Followed by a big smiley face.

From that day on, Chi Yun seemed to have reached a strange consensus with his new roommate.

The new roommate is in charge of buying breakfast, and Chi Yun is in charge of cooking dinner. The two of them are clearly under the same roof, but they tacitly and tacitly stagger their time and do not meet each other.

Although new roommates always leave post-it comments and even order dishes, for example, yesterday’s fried beef was too old, today’s Coke chicken wings were undercooked, and tomorrow I want to eat boiled edamame.

Chi Yun felt that this kind of distance between not seeing when he looked up and not seeing when he was down was just right.

It went on like this for over a week.

During this period, Chi Yun received a business draft, completed the painting to be exhibited in the exhibition, and submitted a report to the exhibition hall. After finishing all these, he was free again.

Chi Yun began to think seriously about whether to go for a summer internship.

He will enter his senior year at the beginning of the next semester.

Many students in the same class have already started internships. When many seniors and sisters pass on their experience to freshmen, they will inevitably say "you must have internship experience before graduation."

Chi Yun has never had a concrete idea about graduation, or about the future, what to do, what to do.

He grew up in a wealthy family, and his parents supported his hobbies.And after college, he relied on Weibo's popularity to accept some commercial papers and earned a little pocket money. Unlike most college students who spent four years doing nothing, Chi Yun never thought about post-graduation. The problem.

But not long ago, before the end of the semester, he had a discussion with his advisor. When the professor asked about his plans after graduation, Chi Yun hesitated.

He suddenly realized that he had reached the stage where he had to carefully plan his future life.

It didn't take long to think about it, especially when the new roommate left early and returned late every day for the internship, Chi Yun also made up his mind.

He sent resumes to several well-known studios in the industry, and two of them responded quickly. Chi Yun made a choice among them, and chose a position in a smaller company but more interested in graphic original painting.

The interview time was set on Monday afternoon. In the morning, Chi Yun finished eating the red bean dumplings left for him by his new roommate, sorted out his portfolio, and went out for the interview full of confidence.

The result of the interview was naturally very smooth. After signing the contract, Chi Yun happily walked around to buy two sets of bridgehead ribs and some fried snacks as a celebration of joining the company.

When I got home, the new roommate hadn't come back as usual, so Chi Yun ate his share with an iced cola and left the other for the new roommate.

He wrote a post-it note and put it next to him: I have joined the job, and I don't have time to cook today, please eat delicious ribs! ! !

Also drew three chubby exclamation marks.

But Chi Yun was not happy for too long, probably because he drank too much iced coke and ate too much greasy food. He woke up once in the middle of the night with a nauseating feeling of acid reflux in his stomach.

Chi Yun endured the pain and ate two melatonin gummies, and hypnotized herself that she would be fine if she fell asleep.

However, the fact is that lying on the left side is not right, and neither is lying on the right side. The painful feeling is like someone holding up an electric drill and punching holes in his stomach one by one.

Chi Yun was dizzy, he touched his head and felt a little hot, so he unilaterally decided that he had a fever, and went out to look for medicine in a daze.

The light was not turned on in the living room, and Chi Yun was so weak that he didn't bother to turn on the light. He leaned on the wall and walked slowly to the cabinet, rummaging around in the dark.

He clearly remembered that the emergency medicine kit was placed in this position, but he couldn't find it. Chi Yun was restless and uncomfortable, and the movements of his hands were not light or heavy, making crackling noises.

The light was turned on unexpectedly, and the living room was as bright as daylight for a moment, Chi Yun stretched out the back of his hand reflexively, blocking the light in front of his eyes.

The next second, his arm was pulled, and Chi Yun staggered, but he didn't fall, but was supported by someone.

"Get up, I'll take you to the hospital." A somewhat familiar voice said.

Chi Yun opened his eyes, and with the light coming through the gaps in his fingers, he finally saw Ye Wangning with a serious face in front of him.