Two pots of water

Jiang Chu took a can of coconut juice from the refrigerator, and was about to ask Tan Zui if he would drink it, when he heard the sound of the door closing, he poked his head in and saw that Tan Zui had gone back to his room.

Jiang Chu opened his mouth, tossed the can of coconut milk in his hand twice, but still didn't call him, and went back to the study with the can.

The computer was not turned off, he shook the mouse to wake up, there was a row of bright web pages in the taskbar, he clicked to open and close one by one.

When the latest one was turned off, the screen was actually moving, his eyelids jumped, and he remembered that he didn't press pause when he went out from the study, and the movies continued to play one after another, and they all finished playing a long series.

The protagonists currently broadcasting are two white men, the standing one is as strong as a giant, and the thin one almost buried his face under the sofa, he was so chiseled that he grabbed the tassels and trembled, and from time to time he would shudder, like hysteria of.

Jiang Chu's mouse moved to the fork and stopped for a long time. The big brother of the protagonist suddenly exerted force, and the thin man suddenly raised his neck and arched his back forward. He slammed his back on the back of the chair, squinted his eyes and bit a cigarette.

So fucking barbaric.

If this energy is used in a fight, the hip bones will be dislocated.

After taking two puffs of cigarettes, Jiang Chu suppressed the frizz in his heart, slid down for a while, put his legs on the table, stared at the decorative painting on the wall, and pressed his teeth against the cigarette butt .

When he decided to turn on the computer at noon, it wasn't that he didn't believe Tan Zui's words, the key was really confirmed, which made him a little inexplicably depressed.

The frustrating thing is not that he reacted, just like Tan Zui said, they are so wild, even if two dogs are playing with them, they will be excited.

Jiang Chu's depression is that when he looks at those things, he can't help but always substitute Tan Zui in his mind.

Substitute Tan Zui and then react, it's fucking fucked up.

Abnormal isn't it!

Forcing myself to do my homework all afternoon to meditate, and then to come out of the study in the evening, I felt like I was closed.

The living room was dark and the lights were not turned on, so Jiang Chu knocked on the door, yelled, and turned on the lights in several rooms.

When Qin Zui came out of the bedroom, he smelled of cigarettes. Jiang Chu looked into the room and asked him, "What are you doing all afternoon? Nothing happened."

"Do your homework," Qin Zui said.

Jiang Chu threw a can of coconut juice to him and said, "Let's have some noodles tonight, I want to eat."

"Yes." Qin Zui agreed, opened the can and took a sip.

You Tan is most comfortable at home, and Jiang Chu lays down comfortably on the sofa, without him thinking about anything.

After swiping with his mobile phone a few times, Lao Du sent a bunch of photos to the group. Eighteen of the twenty photos focused on his eldest nephew. There was a group photo where a group of people were laughing. Lao Du probably shook his hands, except for Du Miao Miao, the faces of the others are pale.

Da Ben scolded Lao Du in the group to get out of the chic ranks of having no children and no daughters. This day, he was so worried that he was directly promoted to the position of father.

Jiang Chu smiled and looked at the photos one by one, and saw Zhang Du Miaomiao catching a big fish, and showing the photos to Old Du Xian with a smile and surprise. : "Where do you want to go again? There are still a few days off in the future, and I will take you to a water park or something?"

Tan Zui was frying eggs, and said without looking back, "No."

"Where do you want to go, how about going skiing?" Jiang Chu couldn't think about what boys of this age like to play, because he didn't want to go to popular attractions in popular cities anyway, so he survived and squeezed back.

"I have class tomorrow." Tan Zui put the eggs on a plate and put them aside.

"School is starting?" Jiang Chu smelled the fragrance, and reached out to hold it.

"The school will only keep it for three days." Tan gave him the most helpless look, handed over the chopsticks in his hand, and fried two more.

"That's right." Jiang Chu remembered that when he was in school, the school gave half of the holiday no matter what, and it's still the same after all these years.

"Then let's wait for the New Year, Jiang Chu said, "The annual leave is long. "

He was carrying the eggs and just turned around to leave when he heard the sound of oil popping from the pan. Looking back, Tan Zui lowered the fire and turned his arms while holding the spatula. Two grains of oil were popped on his right forearm. It turned red immediately, and two small blisters formed very quickly.

"The egg flower in the pot hasn't been shoveled clean." Jiang Chu put down the plate, and stretched out his hand to grab Tan Zui's arm to have a look.

Tan Zui avoided him, went to the pool next to him, turned on the faucet and rinsed it twice casually, pinching the blisters directly.

Jiang Chu frowned, and wanted to pull Tan the most: "Don't break it now, wait..."

Before he finished speaking, Tan Zui blocked his hand away again.

Jiang Chu was stunned.

"It's okay." Tan Zui grabbed a kitchen tissue to wipe the water off his arm, and put the plate back in Jiang Chu's hand, "Go out."

Throughout the night, Jiang Chu secretly observed Tan Zui, and found that his hypocritical disease of not being touched by others had flared up again.

It's not as obvious as it was when I first came here, but it definitely has that meaning again.

Jiang Chu pulled his arm, but he refused.

After dinner, he wanted to have a chat with the two brothers, and asked Tan if he would like to go out for a stroll, but he didn't go.

"Let me wash it." Jiang Chu wanted to take the plate in Tan Zui's hand, but the two of them accidentally touched their fingers, and Tan Zui threw the plate into his hand, and went to take a shower without saying anything.

When Jiang Chu finished washing the dishes and came out, the door of Qin Zui's room was closed again, and he didn't sit on the sofa with him for a while as usual, chatting and chatting.

Jiang Chu thought about Tan Zui all afternoon, felt that he was very sinful, and subconsciously wanted to keep some distance from Tan Zui, but when Tan Zui was like this, he immediately felt very uncomfortable.

What the hell, she hid from him.

I haven't talked to him much since I came back at noon...Liang Xiaojia is in a bad mood after leaving?

Jiang Chuchu frowned for a while in the living room, took the keys and went shopping in the supermarket by himself, and brought back a bag of canned yellow peaches to stuff in the refrigerator.

Until midnight, he lay on the bed in a daze and suddenly thought, could it be Tan who knew the movies he watched the most?

I don't know if his id is still connected to the phone he gave Tan Zui...

Jiang Chu opened his eyes abruptly, with a "thump" in his heart.

Although it doesn't matter even if you know it, and it has nothing to do with Tan Zui's sudden illness, but the emotion of "guilty heart" itself is uncontrollable, and Jiang Chu even thinks that Tan Zui knows that he knows that watching movies is the same as knowing He has figured out something.

Everyone sat up and went to the study to turn on the computer, and he suddenly remembered that his computer and mobile phone had never been of the same brand.

"Hey..." Jiang Chu sighed, and lay back on the bed a little annoyed.

Those chiseling and arching pictures began to circle in my mind again.

Turning around, he recalled coming out of the bathroom at noon and seeing Tan Zui with his back turned to serving him lunch on the dining table.

The two figures began to overlap again.

Jiang Chu turned over forcefully, buried himself face down in the pillow, and pressed the quilt down.

Why is it the same as when his mother read pornographic books for the first time in adolescence, repaying them endlessly.

After the boring little long vacation, and returning to the regular life of two points and one line at home in the company, Jiang Chu finally felt that he had found his comfortable rhythm again.

Da Ben brought him a bag of dry goods like mushrooms and jujubes, saying that it was a gift from the owner of the farmhouse, and he would give Jiang Chu and Qin Zui each a share.

"Big Ben," Jiang Chu cracked a walnut to eat, and asked casually, "Have you seen the movie about the two men?"

"A butt stabber?" Da Ben pulled the computer, "I've seen it, I've also seen a dick stabber. Fuck, have you seen that kind? The two of you are straight to the skin..."

"Hey!" Jiang Chu heard the pain for a while, squeezed a walnut and smashed it, "What kind of taste do you have all day?"

"Didn't you ask that?" Da Ben caught it and stuffed it in his mouth, and laughed with a "hehe".

Le Han got stuck, and a little suspiciously moved out half of his fat face from behind the computer to stare at Jiang Chu: "Chu'er."

"Ah." Jiang Chu responded.

"You don't like Chen Linguo, it's not because of you..." Da Ben had a "fucked dog" expression, "No wonder you haven't gotten along with anyone all these years!"

"Tricking you up." Jiang Chu quickly interrupted him, picked up the wastebasket and wiped all the walnut shells on the table into it, still immersed in that inexplicable guilty conscience, "I just jumped out of the window while watching a movie that day. Come out, take a look and give me a fright."

"I understand that kind of mood, I feel the same way I read that novel back then." Da Ben just joked, he's an old man, who hasn't seen any novels, "But Chu Er, you want What a gay, brother, I can't help you, my Baoli will not allow me to contribute my ass to my brother."

"Hurry up and put it away." Jiang Chu was happy, "Your buttocks are so fat that I can't handle them."

The words "contribute ass" are too insane, Jiang Chu has been brainwashed by it all day long, thinking about Da Benji "contributing" there makes him want to laugh.

With his tonnage, half of his ass is equivalent to his whole body. It seems that the strong white man will have no way to get a dick.

Happy to finish work in the evening, Da Ben pressed his mobile phone and said, "Okay, let's form a meal together, Baoli will go back to his mother's to eat today."

"Okay, you decide what to eat." Jiang Chu ordered takeaway anyway when he went back. Tan Zui went to class these few days, and he was too lazy to think about the rice at home. He ordered claypot rice for several days in a row. Son.

"Ask your brother what he wants to eat, and call him out together." Da Ben said.

"His school is late for self-study, so he can't come." Jiang Chu said.

"Ah, yes, we're all back to work, and they must have started school too. Let's go eat steak, you're hungry." Da Ben randomly searched for a restaurant, "How is your brother's grades? Old Du's nephew didn't study hard all day. , Back to the exam, the exam was messed up, that day he said that he was going to register for a class to make up for the National Day, the damn kid can't speak at all, and when he talked, he got angry."

"I didn't ask. His posture doesn't look like a study material. He can drink more than you." Jiang Chu thought about asking Tan Zui about his grades when he went back. They didn't know what the monthly exam was like before the holiday. .

"Old Du too." At the red light, Jiang Chu stepped on the brakes, "It's only two and a half days off for the National Day holiday. I'm Du Miaomiao and I don't want to listen to the report Son."

"Why two and a half days, don't you have fun playing wild?" Da Ben said casually, "Yesterday I saw posting on Moments and swimming."

Jiang Chu was taken aback for a moment, turned his head and looked at Da Ben for a long time, and only came back to his senses when the green light came on.

Originally, it was just two people going to have a makeshift meal, but Fang Zi called again to argue. He just came back from the holiday and was a little restless, so he came to find them to eat together, and the conversation went on until after nine o'clock.

Fang Zi was still thinking about it, and wanted to call Lao Du out again, and go for a skewer together. Jiang Chu was thinking that Tan would be home from school at the latest, so he packed a steak and left first.

"I am also convinced, you have to become Lao Du 20 soon." Fang Zi was a little speechless.

Jiang Chu smiled, thinking that it was better than old Du, even though Tan most likely lied to him just now.

Back home with the steak in hand, Qin Zui was coming out in only his underwear, and was carrying a pair of washed pants to dry on the balcony.

Seeing that Jiang Chu entered the door suddenly, he turned around and went to the bedroom to put on his pants.

Jiang Chu had been thinking about Tan Zui lying to him throughout the meal, and he was quite upset at first, but when he got home and saw Tan Zui still acting like this, he immediately felt uncomfortable.

"What are you hiding from?" He threw the paper bag containing the lunch box on the entrance cabinet, and asked while staring at Tan Zui's back where the drops of water were still hanging.