The world is cool

I suffered from insomnia for two-thirds of the night, and for two-thirds of the two-thirds I was thinking about Huahua.The premise that Zhou Cheng didn't mean that to the little lunatic must be that the little lunatic had that meaning to Zhou Cheng, but who will tell me what "that meaning" means?Is that what I think it means?Is it what I suspect Huahua might have for me?Nima NO.17 has been sheltered by the god of foundation!And obviously eating and sleeping together under the same roof, how come the three of them have a tacit understanding, the same world, the same dream, and I am left alone, at a loss, ignorant and clueless, as if I have been isolated from a neurotic patient!

But I am a man, a man with a heart like the sea, it is not a pure man's style to care about the three little girls who do not get along with me, so two-thirds of the sleepless nights and the remaining third, I am planning for the future For example, at dawn tomorrow, what will happen to the four of us under the same roof?I asked Huahua how she could tell that the little lunatic had that heart for Zhou Cheng. Why don't you enter the Secret Bureau!To be honest, I'm quite worried about Rong Kai, I don't know what kind of little lunatic I'll see when I wake up tomorrow morning, it's not the same as losing my wallet and losing stocks, a little lunatic who is broken in love is really beyond my imagination.

no feelings.What Huahua said is so decisive, I don't know where he got the basis.In my opinion, feelings can be cultivated. In ancient times, couples met for the first time in the bridal chamber. Isn’t it common for couples to grow old together?Uh, wait, why am I so full of hope that the two old men will develop a relationship...

I woke up faintly after three poles in the sun. My head hurt so much. I suspected it was because I used my brain too much the night before.

Huahua was not there, the bedroom seemed empty, I yawned and walked to the living room, only the little lunatic was playing with the computer.He was wearing a hooded sweater today, and there were two little black devil horns on the raised hat, and he was dumbfounded. At this moment, his legs were bent, and he was curled up in the chair, staring at the monitor.

The room was quiet, so the sound of typing on the keyboard was particularly loud.

"Morning," I greeted as naturally as possible, pretending to ask casually, "Where are Huahua and Zhou Cheng?"

"I went to the store early in the morning." The little lunatic still kept his eyes on the monitor, "I said that someone slept so much that pigs would be jealous, and told me not to bother."

"Then why didn't you go?" I have an automatic filter for jarring words or phrases.

"There are no customers, why waste labor. I gave the key to the cashier drawer to the mute." The little madman's voice was normal, even more normal than usual, so normal that he didn't look like a little madman. Turning his face, You Qi couldn't even see the side face clearly when blocked by the erected hat.

My heart sank, and I stepped forward in three steps and pulled his hat away!

"What are you doing?" The little lunatic finally turned his head, the lollipop stuffed his cheeks round and round, coupled with a pair of clear and ignorant big eyes, he looked like a heartless and immature.

The expected tears and tears did not appear, and it can even be said that the joy was a bit too much, especially the lollipop, which made me very embarrassed, so I tried to borrow a sentence without thinking: "In What kind of hat is there in the house!"

After I finished speaking, even I was a little embarrassed, waiting for the little lunatic to disdain and complain, such as "Feng Yiyi, you turned the topic too bluntly", but the other party didn't. without a hat typing on the keyboard.

I've always disliked the chatter of a little lunatic, but now I suddenly wish he could chatter endlessly.

"Who are you chatting with, so energetic?" I leaned over, firstly out of curiosity, secondly, I was looking for something to talk about.

"I'm not chatting, I'm replying." The little lunatic finally got a little emotional ups and downs, his fingers were still flying, and the sound of typing on the keyboard became louder. If I don’t tell him that he has no place to hang himself on the beam, I won’t be named Rong!”

I think the beautiful surname Little Crazy can't be kept today.

After washing up, I warmed up the noodles left on the dining table. The little lunatic said he had already eaten, so I simply settled for my own breakfast.While putting on shoes in the entrance, the little lunatic still didn't take his attention away from the front of the computer. I couldn't help but persuade him: "Calm down, the keyboard is about to break."

The little lunatic didn't take it seriously, and bid farewell to me with the back of his head: "Let's go, bye!"

Along the way, I was thinking about what exactly Zhou Cheng and the little lunatic talked about.The person who obviously has something written on his face the most, but today I can't see through his name.I'm not even sure if what the two of us talked about last night was exactly what Huahua and I were thinking about.If Huahua and I got sidetracked at all, then this matter would be ridiculous. I guess the little lunatic would be spitting blood and cursing at the same time, who the hell wants Gao Ji, are you two pig brains!

When I arrived at Xiaolu BBQ, there were a few customers in the store, but they were mainly chattering, supplemented by eating. Basically, there were only bare sticks left on the table, and sparks were flying everywhere.

Zhou Cheng was sitting at the cash register reading a book, as usual, as if this was not a barbecue restaurant but a library.If the little lunatic is the kind of person who has everything written on his face, then Zhou Cheng's face must have been shaved, and there is not even a seam to be found.So I went over the cash register and into the back kitchen.

Huahua was choosing vegetables. When she saw me coming in, she smiled and asked with her eyes, what's the matter?

I squatted down and looked at Huahua who was sitting on a low bench: "Zhou Cheng is okay, is there anything wrong this morning?"

Huahua wiped off the vegetable crumbs and dirt from her hands, and took out her phone: she is in a good mood.

"In a good mood?" The silhouette of the scholar at the cashier flashed in front of my eyes. I tried to find fault, but I still couldn't see it. "Isn't he always like that?"

Huahua shrugged and continued writing: Humming in the toilet in the morning.

My black line: "Did you hear that?"

Huahua seemed to know that I was imagining his obscene behavior of putting his ear on the toilet door to listen to people urinating, and quickly added: He didn't close the door, so I could hear it in the living room.

Well, I decided to believe in Huahua, peeing and singing and not closing the door, this must be in a good mood.

After leaving the kitchen and returning to the main hall, Zhou Cheng was paying the bill for two little girls who looked like students.

"Boss, why don't you give me a discount."

The sweet acting of the student girl is like Huagusan, and I can't stand the audience.But when I saw Zhou Cheng smiling faintly, I knew it was over.

"Sorry, the two of you spent a total of 16 yuan, which has not yet reached the discount standard. Also, I am not the boss."

The little girls kept their mouths flat and left angrily. Zhou Cheng closed the cashier box and continued to read without noticing it.

You can say that he doesn't care about fragrances and jades, he is very gentle to everyone, you can say that he is sympathetic, I really haven't seen him wandering a few times.Even if he reminded me not to get too close unilaterally because I was worried about Huahua back then, it was just a reminder. I didn't listen to him at all, and he just watched and didn't say or do anything; It's uncomfortable, there must be, but he still lives leisurely.It is said that the little lunatic has no heart and lungs, but I think Zhou Cheng's heart is more difficult to find than the two. It's not that he won't give it to you, but what he gives is really too limited.

"Boss, if I really like it, I can give you this position."

The ridicule with a smile pulled me back to the real world, and when I looked up, Zhou Cheng was about to get up.

I hurriedly pushed the person back on the chair: "Don't, I might pass if I collect the money."

Zhou Cheng laughed, his expression seemed to say, you are quite self-aware.

I silently adjusted my eyes to X-rays and scanned countless times from top to bottom, but I still couldn't see any clues. If the little lunatic still has some things that are different from usual, such as the decrease in noise, then Zhou Cheng really didn't have any abnormalities. Unless last night he and the little lunatic were talking about what to have for breakfast tomorrow, I really admire his calmness from the bottom of my heart.

In the next few days, I was like a scout, not letting go of any clues, staring until my eyes turned green, and finally I was defeated, not to mention Zhou Cheng, even the little lunatic returned to normal.Later, I asked Huahua in private what she thought of this matter, but the other party said, why are you still thinking about it.I died unjustly, if caring about my friends is also a mistake, then Dao Lei hacked me to death!

I guess it was because my expression was too tangled, Huahua rarely consoled her: they can solve their problems by themselves, don't worry about it.

I frowned: "So you mean they have already resolved it internally?"

Huahua: It should be.

I was dubious, and thought about it for a long time, until I finally met the calmness in my dazzled eyes, and the balance in my head that had been shaking for a long time finally had a fixed tendency.I don't know why, but recently I suddenly feel that Huahua is becoming more and more convincing. It's not that his words are so golden and jade, but a feeling. Compared with before, he is more stable, calmer, and has a faint power.

The leaves turned yellow and filled the streets one after another, the sky was completely cold, and the renovation plan of the small road barbecue also entered the construction stage from the drawing stage.We found a decoration company, contracting labor and materials. Originally, we wanted to save our worries, but the little lunatic said that the current decoration company is not trustworthy. It is considered top-notch if it can make things for you that are the same as the drawings. As for the materials There are so many people who have deceived the owners perfunctorily in adulterated construction, so they volunteered to act as supervisors.

I don’t know where he is so energetic. Every day at dawn, he would ride a battery car to the restaurant and come back after dark. I was busy finding a house for sister Axiu Zou and the others, so I had to go to the store every now and then. Look, Huahua heard that she wanted to cook Sichuan cuisine, and the next day she made a recipe and studied it in retreat. As for Zhou Cheng, he found some flexibility in translation in this spare time to pass the time.

"Hey, that corner is a circular arc. Don't take it for granted and make it a right angle for me. It's so ugly!"

"I said, how did you wire the light? Can that place be sealed off? How will the wire be repaired if it breaks in the future?"

"Are you painting walls or painting? I paint evenly with my feet than you."

"Where did you buy the tiles, come here, look at the incision, I've seen thin glazes but never seen such thin ones, what a fool!"

"..."

As soon as I stepped into the store with the luxurious KFC lunch I brought for the little lunatic, I heard the crackling, let alone the workers, I had the urge to run away.

When the little lunatic saw the thing in my hand, he smiled happily, jumped off the stool and rushed towards me, then took my things in one hand and pulled me out with the other: "It's gray inside."

The chair to enjoy the shade at the door was still there, and the little lunatic sat on it and started eating.

It can be seen that he is really hungry, and he seems to have lost a little weight. I don't know if it is a psychological effect. I feel that his face is not as round as it used to be.Although there is no need to work, it is also exhausting to supervise and command like this every day. I thought about it, and reached out and touched his head unconsciously.

The little lunatic is eating HIGH, so he doesn't care if he touches his head or pinches his face.

While he was eating, I walked back to the shop. The workers were also working very hard. It was a cold weather, and they were all shirtless and sweating profusely.

"Let's all go eat, and rest at noon." I said loudly.

The workers flocked out as if they had received an amnesty, probably because they were really hungry.

In the end, there was only one person who looked like a foreman standing there without moving. I asked strangely, "Aren't you going to eat?"

The foreman sighed, and suddenly asked, "Brother, what do you think of our brother's job?"

Actually, I don’t really understand, but seeing people asking so expectantly, I had to pretend to look around, er, from a layman’s point of view, there was nothing wrong with it, so I thought about it and said, “Not bad, what’s wrong?”

The foreman suddenly rushed over and grabbed my hand tightly, which gave me a shock, and then I heard the bloodiest accusation in history: "Brother, if you really think it's good, tell your brother, we can't do a good job." Dare to say how exquisite it is, but it is definitely among the best in the same team. We have renovated many big hotels, and none of them are bad. Our brothers earn hard-earned money. Give us a way to survive. We are a decoration hotel. It's not a bird's nest..."