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Lao Si got up early in the morning and was taken aback as soon as he entered the bathroom.

The community is too old, two bedrooms and one living room are barely enough for the three of them to live.Mama Si has been thinking about how to save space, but the place is so big, after more than 20 years, even the bathroom has accumulated a lot of sundries.The washing machine was still piled up with four bundles of rolled paper bought at a discount from the supermarket the day before, and the old man could barely see a big furry head twisting back and forth in front of the mirror.

He patted his heart and cried, "Son, what are you doing?"

Si Ji, who was scratching his head and posing in front of the mirror, quickly pulled off the pajamas that stretched to his chest: "Dad! Even if you are my dad, you have to knock on the door!"

Lao Si squinted his short-sighted eyes, his face full of doubts: "Didn't you sleep at Xiao Shen's house yesterday? Where is my car, is it a parking shed?"

"Stop, stop." Si Ji coughed, "I put the key on the coffee table for you...do you have class in the morning?"

It's only past six o'clock now, Si Ji hardly fell asleep, and the beautiful scene he imagined hugging the quilt and rubbing around didn't come true at all.There are too many mosquitoes by the river, I didn't feel it when I had sex, but when I showered with hot water, I started to itch.While washing and scratching, Si Ji wanted to get the semen out of his ass at the same time, it was really miserable.The most uncomfortable thing was that he still didn't dare to make a sound, Si's mother didn't mention it, Si Ji slept like a dead pig and let her go; if Si's father was woken up, he would be able to see something with his wisdom.

Tossing and turning on the bed, he couldn't help it, and ran to the toilet to check his injuries and apply balm.

The old boss looked him up and down: "You know, every time you ask me nonsense, it means that you have done something wrong."

Si Ji pretended not to understand: "...what?"

He looks like his mother, the only thing he inherited from Lao Si is his height and hair.It's just that Lao Si's hairline is now irreversible, so ordinary people really can't see that he is still naturally curly.Si Ji has never understood why his mother fell in love with Lao Si. After all, curly hair with a Chinese character face and a silly big man seem to be not the mainstream aesthetics in any era.At this time, the old Si's big fool took advantage, and walked up to Si Ji, he asked anxiously, "Tell me, have you had a problem with Xie Rong recently?"

"what?"

"Ah what," the boss, who was about to be late, squeezed the toothpaste furiously, and kept saying, "Don't think I didn't see it, you haven't called him these days, have you? Every time you go home, which night you don't Call him for half a day?"

Si Ji suddenly wanted to go back in time and make that dumb guy who was laughing on the phone like thunder.

"It's not popular to make phone calls now." He laughed, "Dad, you think too much. I didn't sleep well all night, and now I have to catch up on sleep."

As he spoke, he walked out of the bathroom calmly, bypassing the sofa, coffee table, and TV cabinet, and returned to the bedroom.

More than ten minutes later, he heard Lao Si's footsteps going away and then turning back, his voice was as low as a thief: "My dear son, let's talk about it while your mother is out dancing tonight?"

Si Ji responded with a smile.

He said he was asking for annual leave, but in fact he had already handed in his resignation letter to the boss.He works as a planner in an advertising company. The scale is small, but the atmosphere is very good.In the whole company, the boss is alone worried about everyone's rations, and the others are laughing and joking all day long.To be honest, he was quite reluctant.But people live their lives just trying to be safe.The place that can give people the greatest security is the home.He used to regard the three-bedroom apartment in Haicheng, where Xie Rong was, as his home.Without these, Haicheng is just a bustling and illusory strange city to him.He knew that he loved his family, and his first reaction after breaking up was to go home.It's just that he knew that he couldn't hide things, so he stayed alone in the rented house for two days. If Shen Luoshen hadn't rushed over overnight, he didn't know how long he would have hesitated.

For the past two days, he has been nestled at home, and he is too embarrassed to count the lies he has exposed. It is very normal for the boss to have doubts.Leaning on the bed and thinking deeply, he took the phone that hadn't been touched for a long time, and poked Shen Luoshen: "What kind of reason for breaking up seems the most normal and least hurtful?"

A few minutes later, Shen Luoshen replied: "... ugly?"

"Get out. My dad is going to have an appointment with me tonight, and I'm going to tell him the truth."

"Hahahahahaha said you were dumped because the chrysanthemum was not clean?"

Si Ji almost dropped the phone: "Be fucking serious!"

"Then you say that Xie Rong can't satisfy you, there are so many dicks, you want to try again."

It's really a dog.

Si Ji began to scratch his arms and legs irritably again, his brain was still dull, he couldn't come to a conclusion after much deliberation, and fell asleep unconsciously.When he woke up again, he touched his phone and saw that it was past six o'clock in the afternoon.

At the same time, there are several unread WeChat messages on it, including Shen Luoshen's and Zuo Yan's.

The room was filled with the smell of essential oils. He stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, then jumped up and opened the window, and then lay down on the bed to read the news.Zuo Yan said that last night's shot was too random, he forgot to wear a condom, and asked Si Ji how he was feeling and if he felt any discomfort.

Si Ji clamped his buttocks and thought it was okay, so he replied, "It's okay, I slept soundly."

The community in the early morning was very quiet, and the two of them seemed to be in a deserted land.Si Ji felt very uncomfortable, and his whole body was almost lying on Zuo Yan's body.In order to prevent him from falling, Zuo Yan held his arm with one hand and rode the bike with one hand.

When asking about the building number, Si Ji woke up for a moment, and found that the posture of the two of them was not right, so he muttered, "It's so hard, it hurts."

Hearing Zuo Yan's smile, he became more sober: "Fuck... I'm talking about your hair..."

When it was over, Zuo Yan leaned the car against the flower bed, lifted him off the car, raised his chin again, and said word by word: "I mean your hair is so hard that it hurts my jaw."

Zuo Yan patted his face, went to the shed to put the car away, and when he came back, Si Ji was sitting on the flower bed and taking a nap.Patting off the scattered grass clippings on his clothes, Zuo Yan squatted down with his back on his back, and took him to the sixth floor step by step.

Except for Lao Si when he was young, no man has ever carried him on his back.Si Ji had to express a little moved.

Staring at the phone, he sent another WeChat message: "I really want to pay you."

Zuo Yan: "...what?"

Si Ji himself was amused by himself, buried in the pillow and laughed.