Han Feiyu's biological clock is always punctual whenever he goes to work.

I opened my eyes and glanced at my phone, and it was half past six.

It can't be considered early, and the place where he works is nearly half an hour away. After some tossing, it's just the right time to get up.

Change into dry clothes, then step on your slippers and wash up quickly, and go downstairs to buy breakfast.

Poor Han Feiyu still doesn't know how to cook by himself, he can't even cook a simple porridge, and he has never tried it.

I remember trying to cook noodles together, but the result was naturally a mess, and he didn't have the appetite to get off the chopsticks.

I can only rely on takeout every day, and it is really like a year.

Before going out, Hua Arm didn't know where it came from, meowed twice, and then followed Han Feiyu downstairs.

Han Feiyu has long been used to it, and occasionally the flower arm will be like this, but he will not lose it, maybe he just stays in the room for a long time and wants to go out to breathe.

Soy milk fritters for two.

Han Feiyu put the breakfast he bought on the table.

He likes to drink sweet, and naturally thinks that those who drink salted soy milk are cults!

The fritters have just come out of the pot, and they even feel a little hot.

Han Feiyu shook his head, turned out the corner and left a small amount of cat food, and added today's rations to the flower arm, which looked like it could last for two days.

I'm going to buy some cat food again.

Knocked lightly on Song Yichen's room door, and it took a while before her voice sounded.

It sounds like it's weak.

"Right now...... Right now, don't knock. ”

Song Yichen's voice sounded.

Han Feiyu hesitated for a moment, then slowly pushed open the door and poked his head through the crack in the open door.

The room without the lights on was a bit dim.

But Han Feiyu saw Song Yichen sitting on the bed at a glance.

She had her back to Han Feiyu, her long uncombed hair spread over her fair shoulders, and below that was a black strap...... and large patches of skin as white as snow.

Han Feiyu realized that something was wrong at the first time, and dared to quickly retract his head and close the door of the room as fast as he could in his life.

Take three steps and two steps, move a chair and sit at the table.

A few minutes later, Song Yichen's room door opened, and she also walked slowly against the wall.

The two sat opposite each other.

Han Feiyu lowered his head a little weakly and devoured it.

And Song Yichen was eating in small bites, and he didn't seem to have a good appetite.

Han Feiyu didn't have the heart to care about her, and while looking at the time on his phone, he quickly ended breakfast.

Put the dishes and chopsticks aside, stand up and go back to the room to get the work card and key, and hurriedly prepare to go to work.

"Just put the garbage aside, I'll clean it up when I come back at night, and you ...... at noon"

Han Feiyu stood at the door and scratched his head a little embarrassed.

Now that Song Yichen is like this, it is a bit unrealistic to ask her to solve it by herself at lunch.

"It's okay, I'll do it alone, if you want to go to work, go quickly, don't be late. ”

Song Yichen said a little absent-mindedly.

She is a big living person who will not starve to death.

Han Feiyu didn't continue to say anything when he heard this, the big man would be hypocritical if he talked too much, and he closed the door and didn't walk towards the elevator.

More than half an hour later, I came to the place where I went to work.

Han Feiyu is now working in a small architectural design company.

The daily job is to draw drawings.

Drawing drawings itself is not really a difficult thing for him.

But there's a fucking meeting.

Sometimes it's all about driving from morning to night to figure out a bullshit plan.

Then go back and spend the meagre amount of time left in the day to make the plan a reality.

When the plan is completed and shown to the superior leaders, eighty percent will be pushed down and started again.

It's just exhausting.

The most hateful thing is that the office computer of the dog day often crashes from time to time, and if you forget to save it, it is very likely that the work of the morning will be wasted.

Han Feiyu really felt that he was a cheap bone.

I can live a comfortable retirement life, but I just come out to work cheaply.

Forget it, if you can't do it, resign.

Rest for a while.

Suddenly, I was a little envious of the dormitory dog son's 9-to-5 pension job without overtime, although the salary was not very high, but it was comfortable, and there was not so much trouble that would come to the door from time to time.

Han Feiyu gave himself a mouth fiercely, startling the passers-by who passed by him.

Passers-by looked at him with neurotic eyes, and walked away from him quickly, for fear of a sudden onset.

Why, Lao Tzu is not short of money now, why do you want to go to work to find guilt?

Isn't that sick?

The more I think about it, the more atmosphere it gets.

Han Feiyu slapped the other half of his face again.

Good things come in pairs.

At the same time, I also made up my mind to resign.

Yaay

No matter!

Make a card at the entrance downstairs of the company, or face recognition.

The broken machine was stunned and didn't recognize Han Feiyu's face for several minutes.

Other people can easily identify it at once, but they just came to him and pulled it across.

Dog stuff!

Han Feiyu wanted to hammer the round machine hanging on the wall with a fist, but in the end, he still forced down this irrational idea.

After changing several angles, I finally heard the machine call out its name.

It's really tiring.

When you come to your office, look down at the time on your phone.

Seven fifty-five.

The part-time workers in the office have almost arrived.

Sitting next to Han Feiyu was a girl who entered the company in the same year as him.

At a young age, the car is a Porsche, and it seems that the family is quite well-off.

Han Feiyu was not envious.

There is really no envy...... It's weird.

Fuck, why is it so hard to get a driver's license!!

Han Feiyu Kesan has been hung up twice, and he is still in the "psychological rehabilitation period".

I don't want to mention these sad stories at all.

Turn on the computer, and the desktop is stuffed with dense drawings and PPT reports.

Some are dazzling.

But Han Feiyu seems to have long been accustomed to these scenes.

Proficient in logging in to the company's internal communication software.

Several pop-ups immediately popped up in the lower right corner.

Han Feiyu replied to the past one by one as usual.

Get everything done and find the resignation report from a file on your desktop that you prepared a long time ago.

Print it out with minor modifications.

Walk to the department head's office.

......

As expected, the leader didn't have any superfluous expressions other than a brief moment of shock.

After all, he didn't run the company, and he was just a high-level worker.

Han Feiyu spent the morning sorting out the work he was working on recently, summarized it into a folder, and uploaded it to the server.

After that, submit the resignation process on your computer.

If you voluntarily resign during the contract period, one month's salary will be deducted, and he knows it very well.

But it doesn't matter, Lao Tzu has already made up his mind.

At this point, it doesn't matter if you go to work in the afternoon or not.

The rest is a matter for the personnel department and the labor department.

Uncomfortable, unhappy.

Nowadays, the reason why young people quit their jobs is sometimes as simple as that, and sometimes it is just a momentary impulse.

During the lunch break.

Han Feiyu had already packed his luggage and waved his hand in the shocked gaze of the girl at the next table.

Goodbye guys.

A colleague, maybe there will be no chance to see each other again in the future!

What's the matter, yesterday he criticized Song Yichen for resigning impulsively, and today he also quit his job and went home to prepare to lie down.

Things in this world really can't be explained clearly in one or two sentences.

However, this long-lost feeling of unrestrained freedom is really comfortable.

Don't poke, really don't poke!

Han Feiyu strode out of the company, fearless of the scorching sun hanging above the sky at noon.

Light a cigarette in style.

Walking at a relaxed pace in the direction of the residence.

......

Han Feiyu took out the key and skillfully opened the door.

walked into the living room in Song Yichen's stunned gaze.

"Hmm, why are you back, don't you have to go to work in the afternoon?"

Song Yichen was sitting on the sofa watching TV and eating.

It looks like a cookie.

Han Feiyu forgot that he had bought some snacks, and he should have kept them in the refrigerator for nearly a month, right?

Some can't remember.

didn't answer her immediately, Han Feiyu let out a breath of turbidity, changed into slippers and walked straight to the sofa and collapsed directly on it.

It's been a bit hot outside lately.

All the way back, I was already physically and mentally exhausted.

"Why is this so that people cook it?"

Song Yichen leaned over and stretched out his finger to poke the soft flesh on Han Feiyu's waist.

"No, I've resigned too. ”

Han Feiyu closed his eyes and tilted his head and said.

"Huh?"

After Song Yichen was shocked for a moment, he couldn't help but pat his exposed thighs, pointed at Han Feiyu and laughed: "Didn't you still talk about me yesterday? Why did you turn your head and quit your job today? Is this a man? It's really resolute!"

"Fuck off. ”

Han Feiyu glanced at her angrily.

"Hehe, man. ”

Song Yichen said sarcastically without mercy that the wrongdoer would not miss any opportunity to ridicule him.

"Shut up, no one takes you for a dumb person. ”

"Slightly, can you control me?"

"Are you so happy when I quit?"

"Why aren't you happy, someone is with me, of course happy!"

“（；￣ェ￣）”

See if I don't kill you!

Han Feiyu suddenly stood up suddenly, pushed Song Yichen viciously, and then pounced.

A hand pressed on the edge of Song Yichen's long scattered hair.

The eyes stared unblinkingly at her flawless, delicate cheeks.

Song Yichen gradually quieted down after a short panic, his eyes were blurred and he turned his face slightly sideways to look to the side, not daring to look directly at him.

"What are you doing, what are you crazy about!"

Song Yichen said in a slightly weak voice.

"Am I crazy?"

The corners of Han Feiyu's mouth rose slightly, and he gradually leaned his face towards her, getting closer and closer.

It was as if they could hear each other's heartbeats.

Song Yichen's fair cheeks silently crept up from the root of his ear.

"I'm not...... To help you wipe the cookie crumbs off your face?"

Han Feiyu spoke again, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand and gently wiped the corner of Song Yichen's mouth.

Then he quickly got up and entered his room without looking back.

"Hahahaha!"

Unbridled laughter came from the room.

Song Yichen was left alone, covering his thumping heart with his eyes closed, muttering to himself.

"Am I being teased?"

"Okay, you Korean dog, see if I don't blow your dog's head!"

Song Yichen, who finally came back to his senses, struggled to stand up with a fierce expression, and jumped to the door of Han Feiyu's room with his support on the wall.

Slam the door a few times.

"Han Dog, open the door!"

"Open the door, you're thinking about peaches!"

“......”