blame at every turn

"Really?" Yang Ya blinked, still brazenly quibbling, "But obviously there wasn't any yesterday."

"Yesterday was yesterday. Maybe because no one lived here before, there were no mosquitoes. Now that you move in, the mosquitoes come in when you come in and out or open the windows for ventilation."

Yue Qin wiped his reddened area with the wet wipes he carried with him: "And if you keep the door open like before, there will be more and more mosquitoes in the future—you wait here for me first, and I'll go and clean it up." You take essential oil."

As soon as Yue Qin was about to get up, Yang Ya grabbed his hand: "No need for Yue Qin, I'm not that ticklish."

Yang Ya dragged him back to the bed, and sat up by himself: "Can I sleep with you tonight?"

"Do you want to go back to the company with me? But my sofa bed can't sleep two people."

"Then don't go back, you stay here. You see my bed is so big, it's lonely to sleep alone."

"Do you think it's too lonely to feed mosquitoes by yourself, do you want to bring someone with you?"

"It can also be understood in this way," Yang Ya smiled and wrapped him in his arms, "But have you forgotten? As long as I am here, you will never be bitten by mosquitoes. If you are afraid of being bitten, hide in the In my arms, I promise that mosquitoes will not touch you even once."

Yue Qin recalled it, and it seemed to be true.

In the past, he and Yang Ya always hugged each other to sleep even in summer. Although every time he woke up, his body was sticky and greasy, but he didn't hate it at all, because Yang Ya's existence made him completely forget that being bitten by mosquitoes What's the taste.

Of course, he hasn't been bitten by a mosquito for a long time recently.

Yue Qin touched himself and pulled out a sachet from his shirt pocket: "This mosquito repellent is not bad. It was given to me by a friend in Yunnan. You can take it with you first. I will ask him for it tomorrow." a new one."

Yang Ya was alert: "What friend?"

"Ordinary friends." Afraid that he might misunderstand, Yue Qin went into more detail: "Lu Yat-nian, my roommate from college."

I don't want him to explain it like this, but it really makes Yang Ya jealous: "Lu Yat-nian? Is that the one you put on the top of WeChat?"

"Now the top of my WeChat is you."

"But Yue Qin, is he also interested in you? Sachets are usually given to people you like, right?"

"No, we are really just friends." Yue Qin thought for a while, and gave him the most convincing reason, "And I collided with him, it is impossible to be together."

It does seem a little difficult to get two zeros together.

Yang Ya's tense nerves relaxed, and he asked him: "Then you gave me his sachet, and you have to ask him for a new one, doesn't it feel good?"

Yue Qin felt that what he said made sense: "Then I'd better keep it for myself first."

Then he held down Yang Ya's finger, pushed him to clenched the sachet tightly: "You take it with you today, tomorrow I will ask Yi Nian what raw materials to use, and then I will make one for you myself."

"You are good at coaxing people," Yang Ya happily put away the sachet, and wrapped his hands around Yue Qin's waist again, "So Yue Qin, can I sleep with you tonight?"

Yue Qin hesitated for a moment: "Just tonight is fine. In the future, I may not be able to finish work so early every day."

"Oh, that's fine," Yang Ya replied briskly, "I'll go get you a key tomorrow, you don't have to worry about disturbing me if you go home too late, my sleep quality is good. And Yue Qin, Don't you think we are all so close, and we have to sleep across the street, isn't it good for emotional harmony?"

Yue Qin froze for a moment, feeling that Yang Ya was right, but...

But why is he unwilling to live with Yang Ya?

To say that their relationship has not yet reached the point where they can live together and sleep together is not wrong. After all, the two have been in a relationship for some time. Although they have not seen each other very much and have been separated for many years, they have been together as early as more than ten years ago. We started sleeping together, nothing to be ashamed of.

It's not too much trouble to go back and forth, it's only one street away, and even counting the time he spent waiting for the elevator when he got down from the office building, it will take less than 5 minutes, which he can still squeeze out.

Yang Ya continued to seduce him: "Actually, I even think that since we are so close, you might as well work at home. Now that the Internet is so developed, there are things that can't be solved online. It's not good for your ass if you stay in the office all the time."

"I'm afraid not," Yue Qin shook his head. "Not all industries are suitable for digital office, but our company is. Because the efficiency of communication will become lower, and it will even be more laborious than working in an office."

Yang Ya very naturally gave up the idea of ​​demolishing the roof, and proposed to open the skylight* again: "Then you can just stay here at noon and night, just like going to work, this house is more than enough for the two of us. Personally, it would not be a waste to turn on the air conditioner in summer and turn on the heating in winter, and we can take care of each other in terms of food and drink. If the weather is bad in the morning and it is not convenient to buy food, I can still eat it for you. Is my brother really not interested? "

Yue Qin has already been persuaded by him.

There was really nothing wrong with them living together.

But if you look at it from Yang Ya's point of view...

"I still don't think you should live here," Yue Qin frowned. "This is just an ordinary apartment. Although others may not think of it for a while, it is not difficult to find it. You are not afraid of being seen one day." Now, can't you explain the relationship between you and me?"

"You don't have to worry about this," Yang Ya carefully put Yue Qin's hand into his own, "I've already discussed with the company, I don't want to take the traffic route, rather than making more money, I still think about it." You have to be a little more comfortable... and you have prepared countermeasures, and you will never let the bad media hurt you!"

Yue Qin was completely confused by what he said, almost lost the ability to think, and was about to agree, when Yang Ya's phone rang. Yang Ya glanced at the contact person, gestured to him to wait, and picked up the phone On the balcony.

The caller was his agent.

And Peng Song would call him at this time, it could never be as simple as an ordinary work arrangement.

Yang Ya connected the phone and closed the balcony door without any hassle: "What's wrong?"

At this moment, he hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem, and he felt a little lightly proud because the fish he caught was about to bite the hook.

"What's the matter? You still have the nerve to ask me what's the matter?" Peng Song was furious, "Yang Ya, if you don't care about you for three days, you will go to the house to expose the tiles, right? Didn't you read Weibo today? I don't know if I'm already popular half the sky?"

Because he had already left Yue Qin's sight, Yang Ya showed his true colors, leaning on the window sill, and said nonchalantly, "Isn't that a good thing?"

"Good thing you big-headed ghost! Are you an actor or a comedian? Others make their debuts by standing on the stage, so you have to lie on the ground to make your debut, right?! You *&^%..."

Before Peng Song could finish speaking, Yang Ya hung up the phone.

He opened his Weibo and saw 99+ news alerts, almost all of which were from "@我的微博", so he clicked into that Weibo to have a look.

The Weibo content is a video of a person fighting a dog. The picture is very blurry, like a mosaic, and it can only be seen that the person is a dog or a dog.

——How can someone be beaten by a dog on the ground? It looks really stupid.

Yang Ya couldn't arouse the slightest interest in this, so he turned off the video and scrolled down to comment.

Then he realized that this really stupid-looking person seemed to be himself.

Because the reply with the most popular comment directly @ him: "Sorry to know you in this way [狗头]"

He continued to scroll down, hot comments two, three and four were: "Now the whole world knows that Yang Ya can't beat a dog."

"[Doubt] I really don't understand what these people in your comment area are laughing at? This kind of thing is not funny at all, okay, this is not abuse, it's about your puppy, how can you beat someone like that What about [狗头]"

"Is the Internet really Sherlock Holmes per capita now??? Can anyone recognize this???"

Yang Ya calmly opened WeChat and sent a message to Peng Song: "Don't worry, I can handle it."

Then he edited a Weibo post himself: "I can't beat it, I am courteous and weak, I can fight wild boar."

Less than a minute after his Weibo was posted, his account was forcibly logged out.

Peng Song deleted Weibo for him, and sent him a Wechat voice message: "You call it a deal? You don't think you are popular enough, so you have to light it up and go straight to the sky, right???"

The author says:

*House demolition effect, from Lu Xun: The Chinese temperament always likes to reconcile and compromise. For example, if you say that this room is too dark, you must open a window here, and everyone will definitely not allow it.But if you advocate removing the roof, they will come to mediate and are willing to open the windows.