can i borrow your white paint

It took Cheng Yi a week to paint a wall before laying the background color. It took time and energy. If it wasn't for the high salary, he would be an idiot if he took this order.

Moreover, he promised to do the competition that Feng Xiao had promised. After this week, he hadn't touched the culture class, and he slept in the pile of paints and brushes.

So naturally he forgot to promise Cheng Moutong.

"Brother." Cheng Mutong looked at his brother who was dressing him with a lonely expression.

"What? Tell me if you have something to do." Cheng Yi helped him fasten his trouser belt, "What are mother-in-laws doing?"

Cheng Mutong curled his lips: "Didn't brother... say you can let me meet... Mom?"

"..." Cheng Yi couldn't control the hand that tied the bow tie, and the circle was stretched too big, "I'm a little busy recently, next week."

Cheng Mutong whispered "hmm", then lowered his head and muttered softly: "You lied to me again..."

Cheng Yi didn't hear clearly, looked at him: "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing!" Cheng Mutong bit his lower lip, and put his arms around his neck, "Brother, just stay with me!"

"Small." Cheng Yi laughed, "You are the only one with sweet lips."

Fourteenth Middle School does not have classes on Sundays, but Cheng Moutong still has Go lessons, so Cheng Yi still has to get up early to see off the children.

But it was not he who forced the child to take extra-curricular classes, it was Cheng Moutong himself who strongly demanded it.

This kid is naughty and dishonest, but he is a little interested in playing chess, so Cheng Yi is very supportive of his little hobby.

The place where the child attends class is not far from here. After he sent him there, he found an empty corner and stared at his phone in a daze.

He knew that Cheng Moutong wanted to see his mother, but...he didn't know if he could see her.

He and Ji Zhi... are really unfamiliar.

The screen of the phone went dark and then bright, and then turned on and off many times before he sighed, smiled mockingly, and dialed the contact number marked "Ms. Ji".

The phone rang twice and was quickly picked up. A woman's lazy and sweet voice came from the phone: "Hello? Who is it?"

Cheng Yi endured his disgust and said lightly, "It's me. Ms. Ji, I'm sorry to disturb your life."

There was silence for a while, and Ji Zhi's voice lowered two tones: "You...what's the matter? Not enough living expenses?"

"No." Cheng Yi closed his eyes, "Mouton wants to see you."

"..." Ji Zhi laughed, seemingly mockingly, "I seem to have said that I will give you money to support your life, so you should stop bothering me, right?"

"Yes." Cheng Yi tightened his grip on the phone, trying to calm down his voice, "But Cheng Mutong is still young, he really... wants to see you."

For a long time, there was no sound from there.

Cheng Yi pinched the bridge of his nose, and said tiredly, "Even if you don't want him anymore, it's not too much to come and see him once every six months."

The wind in late spring swept by, and the wind chimes on the doors of restaurants on the side of the road made the sound of "jingling bells".

After a while, Ji Zhi finally said, "Understood."

The phone was hung up.

Cheng Yi kept this action and did not move immediately, and waited for a while before putting the phone, which had already been blacked out, into his pocket.

The palm of the right hand that was holding the phone already had many traces printed by excessive force.

He tore off a piece of protruding plastic skin from the railing at hand and threw it into the trash can beside him, then turned to the left, intending to leave here.

But when he turned around and saw someone, his footsteps stopped.

Fang Hengzhi was sitting on the bicycle looking at him, with one foot on the ground and one hand still copying his pocket.

Seeing him coming, he smiled softly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to block you on purpose. I just saw you when I was riding here, and I happened to meet you."

Cheng Yi's face turned black instantly: "You won't eavesdrop, will you?"

"The conscience of heaven and earth!" Fang Hengzhi hurriedly raised a hand, and put the three fingers together next to the temple, "I really heard the last sentence, it was really not intentional."

The last sentence?

Cheng Yi thought about it for a while, and felt that that sentence was nothing, and then saw that the person in front of him didn't look like he was lying, so he said "um", turned and walked in another direction.

Fang Hengzhi raised his eyebrows, and rode a bicycle to catch up with his feet: "Why are you going?"

"Why are you following me?" Cheng Yi glanced at him while playing with his phone.

Tsk, this bike looks great.

Fang Hengzhi noticed his gaze, smiled and got out of the car: "Are you coming to ride?"

"Are you so kind?" Cheng Yi unceremoniously took the handlebar.

"I've always been so kind," Fang Hengzhi shrugged and said helplessly, "What exactly do you misunderstand about me?"

"You don't look like a good person." Cheng Yi stepped on the bicycle as soon as he raised his leg, "Where are you going?"

Fang Hengzhi admired his handsome gesture: "I was going to an Internet cafe, but now I meet you, where are you going?"

"Good students also go to Internet cafes?" Cheng Yi lowered his head and looked at him, "Playing games?"

"Yeah." Fang Hengzhi also raised his head slightly to look at him.

Cheng Yi laughed: "Would you like to go to the New Century Internet Cafe?"

"Go." Fang Hengzhi nodded, "I planned to go there."

"Then let's go!" The bicycle paused for a moment, and then quickly rushed out.

Fang Hengzhi's mouth twitched.

A good bicycle feels like being ridden out of a motorcycle, awesome!

And... it looks like that bike is mine, right?

He looked at the farther and farther figure with a complicated expression and sighed, not knowing why things had developed into what they are now.

This place is at least two kilometers away from the New Century Internet Cafe, does this kid really have the heart to throw himself here?

Fang Hengzhi pinched the bridge of his nose, let out a laugh, and resigned himself to taking his mobile phone to call a taxi.

Death laughing, walking is impossible to walk.

When he walks over slowly, his tablemate might finish playing and give him the middle finger mockingly and go home coolly.

... This is really something Cheng Yi can do.

Cheng Yi rode a long way before suddenly remembering what he forgot.

He turned his head and looked behind him, and coughed a little guilty.

Damn, I forgot, this car belongs to the old fox, he not only rode it away, but also left the old fox behind...

"Don't blame me..." He muttered in a low voice, "You gave me the car yourself."

Thinking of this, his conscience was not so uneasy, and he rode on the bicycle very coolly and continued to walk.

Fang Hengzhi's bicycle looks good and is quite comfortable to ride. Cheng Yi has seen this bicycle before on the Internet, and it costs more than 7 yuan.

Can't tell, that old fox is still a local tyrant.

He has a little lemon.

The New Century Internet Café is next to Weilan International, on the edge of Linwan Road.

It happens that the place where Cheng Yi lives is the southernmost and the other is the northernmost.

The Internet cafes next to the high-end residential areas are very tall, and the environment in New Century is very good, and there are private rooms, but the Internet access fee is also a bit expensive.

But compared to the dirty and messy environment outside, Cheng Yi usually would rather spend more money to come here.

When he rode to the place, he found that his deskmate was leaning against the door and playing with his mobile phone.

I didn't look carefully before, but now I saw him and realized that this person's clothes are quite good.

Turtleneck sweater, black trench coat and jeans, with... aj on the feet.

He was expressionless for a moment, then parked the car for him: "How did you arrive so fast?"

"Is it unusual to take a taxi in the 21st century?" Fang Heng didn't know what he was looking at with his mobile phone, and he didn't even lift his head when answering.

Cheng Yi: "...you are awesome." He took a deep breath, "Does the car need to be locked?"

Fang Hengzhi looked away from the phone, and walked over after seeing him: "What? Is unlocking it a gift for charity?"

Cheng Yi: "...you lock it, I don't have a key."

Fang Hengzhi threw him the key.

You fucking don't treat yourself as an outsider!Cheng Yi took a deep breath.

He is soft on people, but short on mouth when eating people, he endures, he locks.

The key turned around in the hole and was thrown back into Fang Hengzhi's pocket: "You..."

Fang Hengzhi straightened his pockets: "Huh?"

"Hey, that's the one. Do you take notes in class?" He asked in a low voice.

Fang Hengzhi looked at him confusedly: "Are you discussing studies with me in an Internet cafe?"

"Hiss," Cheng Yi regretted after asking, "Forget it."

"Hey, I didn't say anything." Fang Hengzhi hurriedly held him back, "I said what I said. I took notes, but I didn't do much, so you might not be able to understand."

"No, I didn't say I wanted to watch it either!" Cheng Yi replied a little bit without confidence.

Although he had this in mind, he didn't allow others to say it.

Cheng Xiaoyi has his own pride!

Fang Heng smiled with a good temper: "Okay, okay, if you don't read it, I misunderstood."

Cheng Yi rolled his eyes at him, ignored him, and stepped forward to turn on the car at a faster pace.

"Wait." Fang Hengzhi stopped him again.

Cheng Yi was speechless: "What's wrong?"

"Why are you turning on the phone when you come with me?" Fang Hengzhi also took two quick steps, walking in front of him and pulling his wrist to the second floor of the Internet cafe, "I reserved a room here."

"..." Cheng Yi gasped, "Evil capitalism."

Fang Heng laughed knowingly: "So-so."

He took Cheng Yi's wrist and squeezed it unconsciously.

I didn't notice it before, his deskmate is quite thin, and he can wrap that wrist with one hand.

He thought so, and said: "You don't have a big frame, do you?"

Cheng Yi raised his head: "Ah? How did you see it?"

Fang Hengzhi turned his head and raised the hand holding his wrist: "Look, I can hold it."

"Are you sick?" Cheng Yi felt that his brain might be immature, so he broke free from the claw with a twist of his wrist, and held the opponent's wrist instead, "Your wrist is also quite thin."

Fang Hengzhi looked at his slender fingers and smiled: "You hold my wrist with your thumb and middle finger, but I can hold yours with your thumb and little finger."

As he said that, he made a circle movement without any physical performance.

"……"Oh shit.

Cheng Yi politely gave him a middle finger, and then shook off his elbow: "Let's go! Lead the way!"

"It's so fierce." Fang Hengzhi felt that his adaptability was really strong, and he was used to being scolded by this person in just over a week, "Let's go."

The separate private room is different from the lobby. There are three seats in a small room and a small leather sofa that can be unfolded to sleep.

After the two of them entered, someone brought fruit plate snacks and drinks, and the service was quite good.

It's all about the smell of money.

"Did you buy this house?" Cheng Yi sat in front of the seat that Fang Hengzhi had opened for him, and picked up a cup of iced lemon black tea bluntly.

Fang Hengzhi put a straw in his cup: "I bought a worthless one, and rented it for three years, because I know the boss well, and it costs less than 2 yuan a year, which is cheap."

Cheng Yi tied the long straw into a beautiful knot: "You don't go home every day, so you just stay here?"

"Well, my mother is too long-winded, sometimes she just stays here when she doesn't want to go back." Fang Hengzhi put a straw in his own Coke and put it in front of him.

Cheng Yi looked at Coke: "?"

Fang Hengzhi smiled: "Tie a knot for me too."

"Fuck," Cheng Yi laughed, stretched out his hand for two or three seconds and then tied him a knot, "You don't even know this?"

"Well, my hands are not very flexible." Fang Hengzhi stretched out the fingers of his right hand, palm facing him, "Did you see that scar?"

"Huh?" Cheng Yi narrowed his eyes.

Fang Heng knew that there was a very shallow scar on the palm of his right hand, but it was very long, extending from the root of the little finger to the wrist.

"When I was naughty when I was young, I accidentally broke someone's glass, and the glass went into the palm of my hand." Fang Hengzhi said with emotion, "It was almost useless, but luckily."

Cheng Yi was shocked by his tone: "Are you quite proud?"

"No, it's a blessing." Fang Hengzhi clenched his fists, "Hands shake when I stretch them out, and I can't stretch them out completely."

"You were quite a bear when you were young." Cheng Yi couldn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to touch the scar, "Did you cry then?"

The palms of his hands were itchy, and Fang Hengzhi couldn't help shrinking his fingers: "Didn't you cry when you were five years old when glass was inserted into your hand?"

Cheng Yi laughed for a long time, and put his paw back on the mouse: "I can't imagine you crying."

"Then let me describe it to you?" Fang Hengzhi propped his head on his right hand, and casually opened the game, "It's pretty cool even when you cry."

"Would you like some face?" Cheng Yi glanced at his computer, then clicked on the same game, "Come on?"

"Team formation?" Fang Hengzhi asked.

"Well." Cheng Yi said, "It's your fault if you lose."

"?" Fang Hengzhi was shocked, "Are you so unreasonable?"

Cheng Yi kicked his chair: "This is my fucking game id!"

"..." Fang Hengzhi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "Oh."

Cheng Yi fiercely said, "Hurry up!"

"Okay, okay." Fang Hengzhi said.

After a while, Cheng Yi received his game application.

The id is "what's dad's dad's name".

Cheng Yi: "..."

Suddenly, the sound of the rocking car made by the kid at the entrance of the supermarket appeared in his mind, loud and endless.

"What's Dad's dad's name? Dad's dad's name is Grandpa..."

"What's the name of father's mother? Father's mother is called grandma..."

"Fuck!" He cursed violently.

Fang Hengzhi turned his head in bewilderment: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Yi glared at him: "Are you sick?"

Fang Hengzhi was very wronged: "???"

exm?Why am I sick again?

The author has something to say:

Great!The voluntary applications for relatives' children are finally finished!I am also liberated! ! !