What kind of evil can a puppy have?

It has already entered December, and there is a strong air-conditioning at night, and large groups are wrapped in black and condensed into ink beads.

Yuan Ye and Song Jingzhou met at a 24-hour convenience store near the school.Yuan Ye was really hungry, so he bought a roasted sweet potato and ate it while warming his hands.

The owner of the convenience store saw that he was sitting outside alone and was freezing, so he asked him if he wanted to go in and have a sit. There was a heater inside.

The convenience store has an automatic door, so it will be closed for fear of air leakage.Yuanye glanced at the table covered by the quilt, and from the faint gaps, he could see that the inside was bright orange and red, and it must be warm.

This kind of electric heater is not common now. Yuanye only saw it at his grandmother's house. During the Chinese New Year, the family played cards around the stove, or placed some New Year's goods, and chatted while eating.

Yuan Ye likes to warm oranges on top, the heated oranges are much more sour than usual, and a bit bitter, but he likes the taste inexplicably.

He wanted to keep warm, but he shook his head anyway.

"Thank you, Auntie. I'm waiting for someone. He should be here in a while."

He thought he could see Song Jingzhou immediately when he came.

Xu said that Song Jingzhou's house was a little far away, and Yuanye waited for nearly 10 minutes but no one came. The owner of the convenience store poured him a cup of hot water.

Yuan Ye held a disposable paper cup and stuck it on his face. He glanced to the right and saw the small but firm sunflower in a plastic insulation bag. He couldn't help but smile, and spit out All the air in the water turned into white air, which mixed with the white smoke of the boiling water and dispersed.

A gust of fir-smelling wind brushed against my ears, and a familiar gentle voice sounded a little flustered from above my head.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Yuan Ye looked up in surprise, and was even more delighted when he saw Song Jingzhou in a suit and leather shoes.

He swallowed hard, tried to search for compliments in his mind, but found nothing, and finally spit out: "The suit suits you very well!"

If it wasn't for the lack of culture in the wilderness, or could it be summed up by the word "suitable"?

Look at those broad shoulders, look at that narrow waist, and look at those straight legs, it's just a fairy!With two wings, Song Jingzhou flew into the sky immediately!

The twenty minutes just now were not in vain, this scene was worth it!

Song Jingzhou came in a hurry, his hairstyle was a little messed up by the wind, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He casually wiped his bangs, revealing a smooth forehead, narrowed his eyes, and looked down at Yuanye.

Tsk...too perverted.

Song Jingzhou noticed Yuanye's frozen red hands and said, "Wait a minute."

After speaking, I entered the supermarket, walked into the department store area, took a square thing, and gave it to the convenience store auntie when paying, and the auntie went to the heating area.

Song Jingzhou lowered his head, his back was slightly bent, and his shoulders were spread out to stretch out the suit jacket, which was stretched evenly, giving him a sense of strength.The scattered strand of bangs fell down, with a slightly curly arc, blocking part of his eyes, making it difficult for people to see his expression clearly.

Yuan Ye subconsciously took out his phone, turned on the camera and took a picture.

The light came from Song Jingzhou's back, and it happened that he turned slightly to this side, his eyes were a little blurred, his face changed from warm to cold, mysterious and gentle.

This is the best photo Yuan Ye took, because he doesn't want anyone to see it, as long as he appreciates it alone.

Song Jingzhou smiled at him and asked, "Are you taking pictures of me?"

Yuan Ye cheekily admitted directly: "It's just... pretty good, so I took it."

Song Jingzhou didn't say anything, the aunt at the convenience store brought over what Song Jingzhou had just given to him, and Yuan Ye saw clearly that it was a hot water bottle, the kind that filled hot water, with a puppy printed on it.

Song Jingzhou handed the hot water bottle to Yuan Ye, "Warm your hands."

The auntie of the convenience store looked at them and smiled, "Oh, it turns out that you are the one your friend said to be waiting for, and he wouldn't even come in if he was asked to warm up."

How could he be executed publicly!

Yuanye scratched his head in embarrassment, held the hot water bottle and said, "I'll wait for you outside."

Song Jingzhou and his aunt smiled at each other and said something, but the field outside the door heard nothing.

Song Jingzhou came out after a minute or two, holding a cup of hot drink and a bag of cheese bacon bread in his hand.

"Are you hungry?"

Yuanye nodded in despair, took a big bite out of the bread bag, and asked, "Is this what Auntie told you?"

"No, I guessed it." Song Jingzhou blinked.

The night is very dark, and the moonlight is also thick. The moon in the middle of the month is round and close, as if it is within reach.

Song Jingzhou said suddenly: "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

Yuan Ye took a sip of the hot drink, put the bread down, looked up, and said, "Well, it's really pretty."

Song Jingzhou turned his head and stared at him for a while, Yuanye felt puzzled, wiped his face carelessly, and asked, "Is there something on my face?"

Could it be the cheese sauce?

"No." Song Jingzhou said, and then asked, "Can I know what the gift is now?"

The plastic packaging bag made a thin and high-pitched sound when it was rubbed in Ye Ye's hands. He squeezed his fingers shyly and said, "It's just an inconspicuous little thing. I hope you don't expect too much."

"You delivered everything very well."

Yuanye turned sideways, his left ear was red, he didn't know if it was from the cold or because he was shy, he took out the sunflower and put it on the table, and pushed it towards Song Jingzhou.

"That's it... the owner said that it can be raised indoors."

There are very few sunflowers for sale in winter, let alone potted plants. This is a plant that I bought after traveling to more than a dozen flower shops in the field, but it is still just a potted flower after all.

Song Jingzhou seemed to be stunned for a moment, and gently touched the small petals through the plastic insulation bag, and finally raised his head and smiled softly at Yuanye.

"Thank you for the gift, I like it very much."

Whoooo!How can a puppy dislike other people's gifts!The puppy will be happy to accept it!

"As long as you like it." Yuan Ye hung his head and touched his nose.

Song Jingzhou looked at his flushed neck and smiled lightly.

When Song Jingzhou returned home, Song Zhoulin didn't wake up, and the living room didn't turn on the lights. The curtains were drawn a little, and a gap of light fell in. He entered the bedroom under the moonlight without making any movement.

The heating in the room was sufficient. He put the potted plants on the table, took off his suit jacket and tie, and hung them up carefully.

The heat preservation bag was taken off, and the petals were accidentally scratched, causing it to tremble, and Song Jingzhou's heart beat accordingly, for fear that it would break.

He also thought of the embarrassment he felt when Yuan Ye sent flowers, as if he thought the gift was too cheap and afraid he would not like it.

But you gave me sunflowers, how could I not like it?

I only have eyes for you.

***

Song Jingzhou only saw Song Zhoulin again on Sunday afternoon. Because he signed the cooperation contract, he has been very busy recently, and he only came back to change clothes.

Song Jingzhou poured him a glass of warm water, but Song Zhoulin didn't pick it up, and asked with his tie on, "It's December, is the event you mentioned over?"

Song Jingzhou didn't look surprised, and said calmly: "There is a lot of content, and it will take a while."

Song Zhoulin glanced sideways at him: "How much longer?"

"About a week."

Song Zhoulin frowned: "How much longer?"

"We are all doing project proposals for the first time. We have no experience, and the progress is a bit slow." Song Jingzhou tightened his fingers, digging his nails into the flesh, and resisted the trembling.

Song Zhoulin looked at him for a long time, and finally said coldly: "End as soon as possible, and come back every weekend after that, you have to learn to take over the company's affairs."

"I see."

***

On Monday, the first draft of Yuan Ye's project book came out, and the completion was good. Anyway, he felt that it was very high-end, and finally Song Jingzhou refined it, and found a teacher to look at it. The teacher spoke highly of them, so that's it. Happily finalized.

Yuan Ye submitted the project proposal on Monday evening, and he sent a screenshot of the successful submission to the group, and sent another 200 red envelope.

【Yuanye: Everyone has worked hard during this time. 】

[Qian Wencai: Report!I apply for a reissue of the red envelope!I only got my two cents! 】

Yuan Ye: ... Poof.

He divided six of the 200 red envelopes, and Qian Wen only got two points. This is no one's luck.

The king of luck is Wei Ziyue, who is half dead for Qian Wencai.

Le Zaili also grabbed a lot, more than 40 yuan, enough for him to have a good dinner.

He happily flipped through the food delivery app, and suddenly remembered something, and asked, "By the way, Brother Yuan, the debate between Economic Management and Wudian has been moved forward, and it starts tomorrow. Are you going?"

Yuanye was taken aback, "Tomorrow?! Where is it? Can I go in directly!"

"It seems to be listening to Bamboo Building 307. Because it is a competition between departments, only people from the same department are allowed to enter, and you have to watch a card to enter."

"What a stupid...fucking rule!" Yuan Ye snorted, "There should be someone in the substitute class group to help watch it for you, right?"

Le Zai stood up and waved his hands, "Come on, the substitute class group is all looking for a position."

"What the hell??? You still have to compete for a position in a debate?"

"Yeah, don't even think about who the economics and management team sent here, Song Jingzhou, I heard that he is a three debater, and the girls who want to see it can fill up the entire classroom."

Tsk, what should I do if the person I like is too good?

Yuanye has added three substitute class groups, and if you browse through it casually, you can see several one-card cards for seeking economic management or material and electricity, and all of them require girls, and they have even started to ask for a fee, with the highest price reaching 50.

He followed suit.

"100 Rent a card from the School of Economics and Management or Materials and Electricity, boys, only use it during the debate competition."

Within 2 minutes after the news was sent, several people added him.

He picked the most pleasing profile picture and passed.

[So-and-so: Dude, do you really want to rent a card for 100? 】

【Yu Ye: Transfer ￥100.00】

[Yuan Ye: I want it now, where can I meet? 】

The other party collects the payment in seconds.

[So-and-so: Brother, how many dormitories do you live in?I'll send it to you! 】

Yuan Ye reported the dormitory number, put away the phone, turned the swivel chair and said to Le Zaili who was still struggling: "The quota is settled."

"Brother Yuan! What did you do?"

"I rented one for a hundred."

"……ox!"

For 100 yuan, Le Zaili saved a little, and he could eat for three days, while Yuan Ye rented a card.

This story tells us that love is a money-burning activity.