blame at every turn

Yue Qin had plenty of time in the morning, heated up the fried meat Xiaotao brought to him yesterday, put it on a plate, sat down at the desk, and was about to eat when he suddenly remembered the honey bean buns he bought two days ago.

The honey bean buns were bought by Yue Qin to try out, and it is the same store as the leek fried buns he often buys.

Originally, he wasn't very picky about food, but after tasting the first bite of honey bean buns, another member was added to Yue Qin's diet blacklist.

I don’t know if it’s a problem with the store’s approach and failed to handle the taste well, or he was unlucky and only bought one and ate the buns with bad beans. The taste of this honey bean bun is a bit bitter. It was so sweet, so wet and sticky, it was too disgusting for him to swallow.

It's not that Yue Qin didn't think about swallowing it in one gulp, but he was afraid that his throat would be blocked by the sticky beans.

Every time he thought about taking a bite and swallowing it very hard, Yue Qin didn't have the courage to take a second bite. He wanted to throw away the bun several times, but felt that it was too wasteful, so he had to seal it in a plastic bag and put it away. In the innermost part of the drawer, out of sight, out of mind.

Now he turned out the honey bean bun again, and he didn't need to smell it carefully to be sure that it had completely deteriorated.Yue Qin finally had a legitimate reason and threw it into the trash can without any psychological burden.

Then he started to eat fried meat. The marinated tenderloin strips were wrapped in egg and starch paste, rolled in the oil pan, and then sprinkled with sesame oil and salt and pepper. Even if it was reheated in the microwave after a long time, it was still delicious.

But Yue Qin only took two bites, and he always felt that something was missing.

He thought of Yang Ya who lived across the street from his company, licked his fingers, took a picture of the desktop for him, and asked him if he wanted to eat. He looked at the time and it was less than 05:30. Yang Ya probably Before I woke up, I sent the same photo to Xiaotao again, telling her that the fried meat was delicious, and then changed my clothes, with the fried meat in one hand and the garbage bag in the other, going to the morning market to buy a cup of soy milk and prepare some dinner. Throw away the garbage...and observe which household is Yang Ya's.

It was a bit strange to cross the road with a garbage bag, and the garbage can on this side of the street was behind the office building. In order to dispose of the garbage, Yue Qin had to take a detour first, and he happened to pass the dog's kennel on the way.Originally, the puppy was sleeping at this point, maybe it smelled the smell of meat, before his front feet stepped over the kennel, the sleeping puppy bounced out of the kennel, wagging its head and following behind his buttocks.

After he discovered the existence of the puppy, every time he came back from the morning market, Yue Qin would make a special detour to feed it. After going back and forth, he became familiar with the puppy, and there was an extra tie that belonged to him in the kennel.

When Yue Qin was throwing out the trash, the puppy kept jumping and pulling at his trouser legs, whining and humming.Yue Qin really had no choice but to take it out, wiped his hands after throwing out the trash, and took it back to the kennel. Under the frantic harassment of the puppy, he took it out of the puppy's "treasure pile" with some difficulty small rice bowl.

The puppy wanted to stop him from turning over his kennel, but to no avail, he wanted to grab the food bag in his hand, but Yue Qin pushed it back by pressing his nose.

"You can't eat too much of this. There are a lot of seasonings and oil in it."

That being said, Yue Qin piled his little bowl full of fried meat.

Seeing the puppy eating happily while swinging its tail like a propeller, Yue Qin wanted to take a picture of it and introduce his little neighbor to Yang Ya. However, the camera hadn’t focused well yet, and the puppy’s ears suddenly turned backwards. With a twist, he turned his head and glanced behind Yue Qin, his tail couldn't move anymore, and he timidly went back into the nest, swallowing his saliva.

As soon as Yue Qin turned his head, he heard Yang Ya's surprised voice: "Yue Qin?"

He saw Yang Ya appearing at the corner of the street, wearing a white vest and gray underpants, with a towel on his shoulders, his chest turned flesh-colored from sweat, and the broken hair on his forehead was stuck together in strands, with a pair of It looks like I've been exercising for a long time.

His current attire is the same as that of the gatekeeper's old man, but it doesn't look rustic at all, and it also highlights his muscles just right.Yang Ya's muscles are not exaggerated to the point where he can hold up his clothes, but at this moment, there are water droplets, heaving and falling between breaths, and the passing breeze drags the loose clothes back again, and the lines under the clothes are faintly visible , at least in Yue Qin's view, is infinitely attractive.

Yue Qin was fascinated by the wetness on his chest, and didn't even notice when Yang Ya came to him, until Yang Ya waved his hands in front of his eyes.

"Brother," Yang Ya saw that he didn't respond, so he tilted his body and forced to look directly at him, "Yue Qin? Where are you looking!"

Yue Qin's gaze wandered in panic for a while before he managed to meet Yang Ya's.

"You're too tall," Yue Qin gave himself an excuse without changing his expression, "If I were to look at you head-on, I could only see your chest."

Yang Ya smiled lightly and didn't say anything. Yue Qin also knew that his statement was untenable, so he talked about him from left to right: "By the way, why are you here?"

"Morning run, bro."

Yang Ya knew that Yue Qin had the habit of getting up early to buy food, but he didn't know when he usually went out.In order to create a chance encounter, Yang Ya went downstairs before five o'clock and has been running around the office building of Yueqin Company. This is already the hundreds of laps he has run, and he is already sweating profusely.

He tore off the towel from his shoulders and handed it to Yue Qin: "My hands are a little dirty now, please help me wipe my hair."

As he spoke, Yang Ya lowered his head and sent it to Yue Qin.Yue Qin helped him wipe off the sweat from his forehead, but Yang Ya still didn't feel satisfied, so he rubbed against Yue Qin's palm like a puppy.

Seeing that he was left out in the cold, the real puppy let out a bit of aggrieved "Wow", and the two people's eyes fell on it at the same time. Because of Yang Ya's unfamiliar face, the puppy's last sob sank into it. In the belly, the tail is tucked and curled up into a ball.

Yue Qin introduced it to Yang Ya: "This is Wangcai. A heart thief who has been active around here. He likes to make a nest out of people's dropped things. Those in the doghouse are his treasures."

Yang Ya let out a "hmm", and didn't pay much attention to Wangcai and its "treasure pile". His eyes quickly returned to Yue Qin: "Brother, have you had breakfast yet?"

"Ready to eat."

Yue Qin took out a wet towel to wipe his hands, and brought two pieces of fried meat to Yang Ya's mouth.Yang Ya ate it without even looking at it. He scratched his finger with his lips carelessly, and chewed it like a hamster for a long time before swallowing it.

Then he said: "It's not good to only eat fried things in the morning. I just haven't had breakfast yet, Yue Qin, take me to a place that sells breakfast, and then I'll treat you."

The two arrived at the morning market 10 minutes later, because the old alley was close to the market street in the past, and the rows of pergola on both sides of the street, the continuous yelling and even the mixed smell of food made Yang Ya familiar and a little excited.

He made an appointment with Yue Qin, let Yue Qin go to buy something to drink, go find something to eat by himself, and meet at the entrance of the morning market after shopping.

Yue Qin was quite familiar with this place, bought something to drink early, waited at the entrance for a while, only to see Yang Ya walking towards him with a huge paper bag.

"I bought soy milk and hot milk." He lifted the plastic bag in his hand to report to Yang Ya, and looked curiously at the paper bag in Yang Ya's hand.

However, Yang Ya put his hands behind his back, deliberately did not let him see, put his arms around his shoulders, and whispered mysteriously into his ear: "Yue Qin, I bought you delicious food, you go back to me first." Home, I'll show you again."

Then Yue Qin followed Yang Ya back to his rental house.

The furniture is brand new, and Yue Qin smelled a strong woody fragrance as soon as he entered the room. The house of more than 80 square meters is not too big, but it is not too small, but it has been decorated by Yang Ya to give it the feeling of a dwelling: all kinds of furniture fill the room to the brim, and there is almost no place for anyone to stay, but it is probably because there are a lot of them. There are thick plush blankets on the sofa and the floor, which looks very warm and homely.

Yang Ya put all the bags on the coffee table, took Yue Qin to the bathroom to wash his hands, stuffed the paper bag into Yue Qin's arms like a treasure, and asked him to open it with his own hands to see what was inside, while he sat opposite the coffee table, Looking at him expectantly, he chewed his schnitzel.

As soon as Yue Qin opened the paper bag, he saw a mountain of honey bean buns and almost spat it out.

Yang Ya thought that since he could eat several meals with a honey bean bun, he was already reluctant to give up to this point. He must like honey bean buns very much. His little tail that wanted to claim credit was almost broken, but seeing Yue Qin showed a somewhat indescribable expression , Yang Ya suddenly became a little uncertain again.

He swallowed, and asked cautiously: "Yue Qin...don't you like honey bean buns?"

Yue Qin let out a "hmm", took a bite of a steamed stuffed bun, and it was still hard to swallow. It seemed that it wasn't because of his bad luck.

Yue Qin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Did you see the honey bean bun I put in the drawer? I put it there because I couldn't eat it. The taste is a bit strange to me."

"...That's it." Yang Ya was a little guilty, took a bite of the honey bean bun in Yue Qin's hand, and tasted it, as if the taste was a bit special, he tasted it okay, he could accept it, but he also understood that Yue Qin couldn't eat it .

He silently moved the paper bag to his side: "Wait for me a moment, there are instant vegetable buns in the refrigerator, I'll go and heat some for you, it will be ready in a while."

Yue Qin watched his figure disappear into the corridor, and subconsciously asked, "Do you have leeks?"

"No," Yang Ya poked his head out from the kitchen, "Yue Qin, didn't you hate eating leeks the most?"

Yue Qin cleared his throat, and touched the tip of his nose uncomfortably: "People's tastes change, too."

He thought of Yang Ya's physical problems again, and gently reminded him: "You should also eat more leeks, it's good for your health...Leeks are rich in trace elements and vitamins, which can enhance digestion and improve skin." It is possible to treat your ED.

Yang Ya didn't pay much attention to this, he just agreed casually, 3 minutes later, he came back with a plate full of vegetables, put it in front of Yue Qin, and then solved the problem that his wife disliked. Poor Honey Bean Bao.

His movements were so natural that although Yue Qin always felt that something was wrong, it took him a long time to react: "Yang Ya."

Yang Ya raised his head in doubt, and asked inarticulately, "What's wrong?"

"...Don't you not eat stuffed buns?" Obviously, when they met at the birthday party before, Yang Ya still couldn't eat.

Now it's fine if you can swallow the honey bean buns without changing your face, why are you still stocking up on the buns in the refrigerator?

Yang Ya was choked, and looked away guiltily: "People's tastes will change."

"That's it." Yue Qin nodded, and suddenly became a little worried: "Then you have become too fast, have you encountered any difficulties?"

The author says:

Yue Qin: He must have some difficulties.