Yunzai is not as good as a close neighbor

The holiday time is getting closer, Zheng Yunhao hurriedly exchanged WeChat with Kim Jaejoong who is opposite, firstly, it is convenient to contact during the holiday, and secondly, it can also satisfy his curiosity about him.

Yes, Jung Yunho has long since fallen for Kim Jaejoong's smiling face.

Before going to bed these days, he would open Jin Jaejoong's circle of friends to see his life dynamics.

Jin Jaejoong is an Internet addict and loves to share the details of his life, especially during the blank period of his relationship. At this moment, it happens to be the blank period of his relationship, so the updates are more frequent.

And he is a freelance photographer, and he has a black cat named Jiji at home, so the photos in his circle of friends include not only himself, but also his works and his cat, no matter which one is particularly eye-catching.

After a few days, Zheng Yunhao finally embarked on his way home. Before leaving, he left the key to Kim Jaejoong, and spent more than half an hour on WeChat before typing out a long message to tell him about the typhoon Small habits and details that require attention.

Jin Zaizhong looked at the long string of text, quickly replied a few words, then threw the phone aside and fell asleep.

It took Zheng Yunhao a few more minutes to press the content of the reply, but the person who had been replying in seconds before suddenly disappeared. Zheng Yunhao looked at the strings of red buttocks in front of him in the car, and became inexplicably irritable.

But Kim Jaejoong is still reliable. He not only feeds the typhoon on time every day, but also takes it out for a walk at regular times, and sends photos of the typhoon to Jung Yunho every morning and evening, telling him that his pet is doing well.

Jung Yunho looks at the small 6-inch screen every day, and pieced together the daily life of Kim Jaejoong and the typhoon in the long stream of information.

When the vacation was about to end and he returned to his home, he was shocked.

Typhoon was still bouncing to welcome him, when Zheng Yunhao hugged him in his arms, he found that Typhoon's body was fragrant, and it didn't smell like a dog's body at all.

But his room is unbelievably clean and tidy. The glass door leading to the balcony seems to have been replaced without even a speck of dust. Newspapers, teacups, remote controls, lighters, etc. were scattered on the coffee table before. They were all neatly arranged, the dog food stockpiled for the typhoon in the kitchen were all neatly displayed in the same direction, even the sheets in his room exuded the fragrance of fabric softener, and Zheng Yunhao's rough man, obviously There is no such thing as softener.

Zheng Yunhao scratched his head, feeling a little ashamed, after all, no one cares about things like bedding except his mother, and now he only prays secretly in his heart that there will be no strange stains on the sheets.

When he came back to his senses, Zheng Yunhao found that the temperature on his face seemed a little high.

After thinking about it, he took out the special product that his mother stuffed in before going out from the suitcase, and brought the typhoon to Jin Zaizhong's door and rang the doorbell.

The doorbell rang several times, but there was no movement in the house. Zheng Yunhao was a little downcast for a while: "Aren't you at home?" He had no choice but to return home in despair with the typhoon.

But when I got back to the house, seeing how tidy my room was, I couldn't help jumping up for joy. I even took extra care when I packed my suitcases, for fear of destroying the existing order of the furniture and objects.

Couldn't help but rubbed Typhoon's face and said, "Typhoon, how are you getting along with Brother Zaizhong?"

Typhoon didn't answer, just wagging his tail with a guilty expression on his face, which made Zheng Yunhao feel better.

"Typhoon, let's go, I'll take you to the park to play!"

Zheng Yunhao thought that he hadn't had a good time with Typhoon for a long time, so he played for a while, and when he came back, he found that Jin Jaejoong just came out of his house, and Zheng Yunhao's face was immediately filled with surprise: "Jaejoong ah , are you back?"

Jin Jaejoong was a little surprised by Zheng Yunhao's enthusiasm, but Zheng Yunhao's smile was so cute, and a smile appeared on his face: "Well, I just opened your door and found your luggage, so I thought you should be back. In the future Typhoon, the little ancestor, doesn't need me to serve him!"

When Typhoon heard Jin Jaejoong calling his name, he came over to act like a spoiled child with a cold, Jin Jaejoong smiled and touched his head, thinking that this guy still couldn't understand the good words, judging by his expression, he thought he was praising himself...

Zheng Yunhao dragged Jin Zaizhong into the room, and stuffed a lot of things into his empty hands: "These are our special products, all natural and pollution-free, and they are all very delicious, take them and try them. "

Typhoon raised his two front paws, stretched out his tongue and pulled Jin Jaejoong's trousers. He was wearing a pair of sweatpants today, and they hadn't been tied tightly. After buying something, Sai was a little embarrassed for a while, his face was also dyed a little red, and he said hurriedly: "Then you don't have to give me so much, I can't even take it!"

Yunho looked up and saw that Jin Jaejoong was really stuffed, and his small body might collapse at any time, so he hurriedly said: "Look at me, I just took it so patronizingly! I didn't think about it!"

Then he took them all down, put them in the big bag with special products at his feet, and said to him: "Then go and open the door, and I'll send it to you."

Jin Zaizhong's full hands were suddenly empty, and he couldn't figure it out for a while, but he planned to go back, so he raised his pants, stepped out of the door with a pair of long legs, took out the key, and opened his apartment.

Zheng Yunhao stood on the spot and thought for a while, then simply picked up the whole bag and followed it out.

Jin Zaizhong had just finished changing his shoes, when he looked up, Zheng Yunhao was carrying more things than before, and he sincerely admired his brains and strength: "Why did you bring it all?"

"I think it's all good, I don't want to choose, I'll give it to you"

"...Don't you have to send someone else?"

Zheng Yunhao shook his head.

"No relatives here?"

Zheng Yunhao still shook his head.

"What about good friends? Close colleagues or something, don't you need to give some annual gifts?"

"No, our company doesn't have that tradition. And there are many singles in the company, and they don't like to start a business by themselves. They have to do it themselves."

"...You knew I'd do it myself?"

"Of course, before going back, I often smell it at your door!"

Jin Jaejoong's eyes widened, Zheng Yunhao scratched his head embarrassingly, and explained: "It was a relatively free time before the Chinese New Year. Didn't you come back early, so you could smell it, it's delicious."

Jin Jaejoong covered his mouth and smiled, sniffed his nose, and then opened the bag that Zheng Yunhao carried over. There were home-grown vegetables, home-made kimchi, and rice cakes and other ingredients that needed to be processed. There were indeed many things. But apart from kimchi, there is really nothing that can be eaten directly.

After looking at the ingredients, then at Jung Yunho who looked at him expectantly, and Typhoon wagging his tail happily, Kim Jaejoong sighed slightly and asked, "It's time for dinner, have you eaten yet?"

Zheng Yunhao pouted and shook his head. "Then wait for a while, it will be done soon."

"Good good!"

"Help me move to the kitchen, and then you go to the living room to watch TV."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Yunhao picked up all the materials quickly, but he was kicked out by Jin Jaejoong just after putting them down in the kitchen, and let him play casually by himself, and asked him to keep an eye on his dog by the way, so don’t disturb jiji.

Kim Jaejoong was putting the ingredients into the refrigerator one by one, and Jung Yunho came over and asked, "Jaejoong, can I visit your home?"

Kim Jaejoong didn't even look at him, he just said to look at it casually, and Zheng Yunhao took the typhoon to visit.

Jin Zaizhong's room looks as cold as his own, with white walls, white sofas, and white furniture.

Every place is spotless, the decorations are placed just right, not too plain, not too messy, Jiji is lying on his bed at the moment, just looked up, and ignores a person and a dog, Zheng Yunhao is holding The typhoon didn't let it get close.

Zheng Yunhao smelled the same fragrance as his own bedding in Kim Jaejoong's room, and instantly felt so good that he almost went to heaven.

After walking around, Zheng Yunhao didn't find any trace of the second person, so he sat back on the sofa with satisfaction, turned on the TV and found some live music playing, but his eyes followed the back of Jin Jaejoong cooking.I thought to myself, how can there be such a good-looking man in this world...

When the two of them sat down at the table, Zheng Yunhao looked at the table full of food, all of which were fragrant, and suddenly had the illusion that he was still at home.

Seeing Zheng Yunhao eating rice and soup with chopsticks in one hand and a spoon in the other, Kim Jaejoong also felt a sense of accomplishment, as if his photographic work had been published in a magazine.