time for sysyphus

The Ji Zhongnian that Lin Si knew was a fox covered in thorns, cunning and vigilant by nature, neither trusting nor close to the people around him.

At this moment, the fox was squinting its long and narrow eyes, with its hands behind its back, proudly flicking its invisible big tail, carefully examining the current living environment——

Lin Si's home can be called a "kennel", dirty and messy, and poor and poor. Looking at the whole house, there are very few furniture, and there is not even a TV that can be used for entertainment.

Such an environment is really bad!

Ji Ershao, who was used to living a prosperous life, looked upset, rubbed up a ball of waste tissue, and threw it at Lin Si who was doing nothing.

"Hey, let me borrow your phone."

Lin Si was in the middle of yawning, and when he heard his words, he immediately took out his copy phone and offered it to Ji Zhongnian with both hands.

Incidentally, she also muttered with concern: "Oh, your injury needs to be recuperated, go back to bed and rest quickly, don't walk around."

"After sleeping for two days, if I don't get out of bed, I will lose my legs." Obedience has never been Ji Zhongnian's style.

He didn't obediently go back to bed as Lin Si asked, but took over the copycat phone and continued to stroll around in this small room whose length and width were measured in single digits.

Lin Si's phone seemed to be picked up, and the case was full of tattered scratches.Ji Zhongnian studied for a long time before using this old man's phone to send an encrypted email.

——To an unknown email account.

After sending the email, he cautiously cleared all the records before throwing the phone back to Lins.

Being bored, Ji Zhongnian asked Lin Si, "You are so poor and good at hands and feet, why don't you go out to work?"

"We people in West City are like this. There is no fixed job."

Ji Zhongnian frowned: "How do you live without a job?"

Lin Si lay on the bed, and said casually, "Living in the slums every day, picking up waste and growing vegetables, every day counts. As for jobs, I can't find them."

Ji Zhongnian looked at him contemptuously, "If you can't find a job here, why can't you go to Dongcheng to look for it?"

"Young master, you speak lightly."

"It's better to say that you are lazy," Ji Zhongnian said sarcastically.

As a person who grew up tenaciously since childhood, Ji Zhongnian is a typical careerist. He advocates striving for everything, and he will use all means to get what he wants and the life he wants to live.

Therefore, he sneered at lazy people like Lin Si and was very disgusted. If it wasn't because he had to, he wouldn't deal with such people.

The big slob he looked down upon—Lin Si, was looking at the cracked cement ceiling in a daze at the moment. He paused for a while before saying, "Will you people from the East City hire our people from the West City? I have an identity in the West City." It is impossible to do a legitimate job in Dongcheng."

People in Dongcheng discriminate against people in Xicheng very seriously, because Xicheng is a slum rich in garbage and garbage people. It has been like this for generations, stealing, abduction, and drugs.

Among them, some young people who want to rise up on their own can hardly escape this decadent place.

When Ji Zhongnian heard what Lin Si said, he was speechless for a while.

The upper-class people who live well like him naturally cannot understand the difficulties and difficulties of the lower-class people.

"What's more, you have the nerve to talk about me," Lin Si snorted lightly, "you're still relying on me to eat and drink for nothing, and don't give me a penny."

Ji Zhongnian: "..."

He finally had some pity for the poor man surnamed Lin in front of him, and it was all written off in an instant.

A dignified and overbearing president who is the pride of heaven, now in Pingyang, took refuge in a kennel, and was told by a salted fish who did nothing to "eat and drink for free". How could he bear this insult?

"Don't compare me with you," Ji Zhongnian said to Lin Si angrily, "You are born lazy—"

He didn't finish cursing at the end of his mouth, when there was a loud knock on the door outside.

"Boom boom boom!" "Boom boom boom!" "Boom boom boom!"

These three sounds knocked Lin Si and Ji Zhongnian's hearts out.

The two immediately silenced and looked at each other warily. No one knew who was outside the door. If it was the group who hunted down and killed Ji Zhongnian before, the situation would be bad.

Lin Si swallowed, his palms sweating from nervousness, he grabbed a bamboo broom in his hand, and walked towards the door step by step.

"...Who, who?"

"It's me," a rough male voice came from outside the door.

Lin Si and Ji Zhongnian's hearts rose to their throats at the same time, and they exchanged a meaningful look. Ji Zhongnian immediately understood, quietly hid in the cabinet, and gently closed the door.

"Who?" Lin Si asked again, holding the broom tightly in his hand.

After a few seconds, the person outside the house raised his voice again: "Asi, I'm Uncle Chen! My mother-in-law is out of cooking, so I'll ask you to borrow some."

"Huh? Chen, Uncle Chen..."

After a false alarm, the tense strings in Lin Si's heart suddenly loosened, and the broom in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

——It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s safe for now.

He turned his head, looked at Ji Zhongnian inside through the crack of the cabinet door, and made an "OK" gesture, which meant "it's all right".

After all, he is a Tibetan at home, Lin Si was afraid that Uncle Chen would find out something, he was trembling all over, and he spoke urgently: "I, I just took a shower and I didn't wear clothes haha! No, it's not convenient to open the door... ..you wait for me outside!"

——It looks like there is no silver 300 taels here.

Lin Si turned around and took the bottle of vinegar with a "da da da", pushed the door open a half-palm-sized gap, stretched out with trembling hands, and handed the vinegar to Uncle Chen.

"Oh, Uncle Chen, it's really, it's not that I don't want you to come in. There's no one in my house... that's right, I'm the only one! How could anyone else be here? I've always lived by myself. But I The house is very messy, no, it is not convenient to invite guests into the house hahaha!"

Lin Si sprayed out like a cannonball, and Ji Zhongnian, who was hiding behind the cabinet door, was speechless——

This guy is really a coward who can't take on big things. Someone can get so nervous just because of jealousy, he just hangs a sign on his chest that says "There are absolutely no Tibetans in my family".

After Uncle Chen left, Lin Si heaved a sigh of relief. He leaned against the door with his chest pressed, nervously giving himself psychological counseling.

As the "Jiaojiaoer" who was hidden, Ji Ershao was much calmer than the Tibetans. He pushed open the door of the cabinet and walked out, then pulled a wooden stool and sat down.

However, tragedy happened——

Unfortunately, Ji Zhongnian was stabbed in the buttocks by the thorns on this poor-quality wooden stool, and the moment he bounced up reluctantly, he unfortunately stepped on the watermelon rind that was thrown by Lin Si on the ground.

His feet slipped, and the wise and mighty Ji Ershao accidentally slipped and fell!Under the instinct of survival, he grabbed a floor lamp that was in disrepair next to him.

The dilapidated lamp stand was overwhelmed and broke tragically!As a result, he lost his center of gravity again as soon as he stabilized his footing, and slammed into the concrete wall behind him.

"Crackling, clanging, clang, clang, clang, clang," the majestic president of the Ji family, whose head was covered in dust from the fallen wall, couldn't even open his eyes...

At the same time, Lin Sikan calmed down his frightened mood, and as soon as he turned around, he was knocked out of his wits by the second wave of fright.

"Oh my god, what the hell?!" He looked at Ji Zhongnian, who was covered in gray hair, in horror.

"..."

A series of "serial traps" did a lot of harm, and Ji Ershao, who was delicate and fleshy, was tortured so badly that he was so angry that he almost scolded his mother.

As soon as he twisted his head, he vented his anger on Lin Si: "Are you a dog? Is your house a kennel? Is it a garbage dump! Why don't you clean up the mess?"

Lins: "..."

Ji Ershao's mask of calmness was completely torn off. He got angry and kicked and beat him savagely. Poor Lin Si couldn't dodge in time, and was hit on the forehead by a piece of melon rind he kicked over.

"No, of course my house is not a garbage dump." Lin Si covered his painful forehead and coaxed him with a smile on his face. "My house...my house is your refuge. Don't be angry, I'll be there later clean up."

He went up to face the muzzle of the gun, moved to Ji Ershao's side, and lightly helped the young master beat the ashes off his body, like a virtuous little daughter-in-law.

Ji Zhongnian pushed him away in disgust, "I want to take a bath."

"Your wound can't touch water, it's easy to suppurate," said Lin Si from a young daughter-in-law who turned into a child's mother.

"I just need to pay attention," Ji Zhongnian said irritably, with his body dirty and the sweat on his back beginning to stink, "Where's the bathroom?"

"Here." Lin Si made a gesture of "please".

He rolled to a corner of the room and pulled open the rubber curtain hanging there. There was an area of ​​two square meters inside. There was a rusty shower head on the wall, and a ring half a fist high There is also a simple squat toilet and a water outlet around the perimeter.

This environment is simpler than a public toilet, and the expensive Young Master Ji is powerless to dislike it. He resisted the urge to scold his father, asked Lin Si for a set of clothes, and went in to take a bath in boiling water.

The wound on his body had just started to heal, and it hurt when he pulled it a little. Ji Zhongnian didn't dare to let the water touch the wound, so he took the bath lightly, and the more he washed, the more irritable he became.

However, this ignorant shower head was still against him, the water flow fluctuated from time to time, and after a few minutes of washing, it suddenly ran out of water.

"Lin Si—" Ji Zhongnian was on the verge of becoming irritable, and shouted loudly.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Lin Si ran dog-leggedly to serve his master, like a husky who was spitting and wagging its tail vigorously.

"Why is there no water?"

"It's always like this here, just wait a minute, I'll be right there."

Serving Master Ji is Lin Si's primary mission.He quickly took a bucket, sprinted [-] meters to Uncle Chen's house next door, worked hard to get a bucket of clean and cool well water, and hurried back to rescue him.

"I'm in!"

Before Ji Zhongnian could react, Lin Si pulled open the curtain of the bathroom. He was sweating profusely from exhaustion, and squeezed in unceremoniously with a large bucket of clear water in his hand.

Well, this guy doesn't consider himself an outsider at all.

The bathroom space was inherently narrow, and Lin Si and Ji Zhongnian, two men of similar height, were forced to stand face to face together, with the distance between their bodies very close.

"Hey you..." Ji Zhongnian was completely naked, he was a little shy in the face of this situation, and he didn't know where to cover his hands that had nowhere to rest.

Although both of them are men, it doesn't matter if they look at each other, but this atmosphere is inexplicably weird, and I can't tell what is wrong, anyway, it is wrong.

He originally thought that Lin Si would go out when he put down the bucket, but he didn't expect that this guy stood still in front of him, smiling, and looked at his naked body from top to bottom with extremely lewd eyes.

In the end... still stuck in his important parts "lingering".

"What are you looking at?" Ji Zhongnian hastily covered "brother Ji" with his hands.

"hey-hey."

"...What are you laughing at, are you a pervert?!"

Ji Ershao, who has always been calm and calm, now has a cracked look on his face, like a piece of fine white jade porcelain that was chiseled open by some pervert with a hammer...

The author says:

Lin Metamorphosis: Hey.

Ji Ershao: Frightened face