Life is already so difficult, there are some things that should not be debunked.

Han Feiyu inexplicably appeared such a sentence in his mind, he didn't plan to continue arguing with Song Yichen, anyway, he was the one who suffered in the end anyway. It's better to pretend you can't hear.

Stepping on slippers, he opened the door in embarrassment and ran downstairs to pick up takeout.

A few minutes later.

Han Feiyu returned to the living room with a few bags.

Fortunately, Song Yichen has a conscience, and he has not forgotten to order two of his favorite dishes.

Song Yichen sat on the sofa, while Han Feiyu didn't know where to move a small chair that was not as high as a coffee table, like an air bag, eating by himself with a lunch box.

There are several plates of dishes on the coffee table, which are distinct.

Approaching the few dishes placed by Song Yichen, Han Feiyu didn't even have the interest of stretching out his chopsticks to clip them.

It's all left for her to eat.

Sooner or later, I will become fat into a ball, and see who will dare to marry you in the future.

Hey, hey, hey!

Han Feiyu gulped down his favorite tofu.

The shop where Song Yichen ordered had been frequented by him before, and it was rare to be able to eat a meal that suited his taste in an unfamiliar city.

Maybe it's because the boss is also from the north.

Woo woo, why do you suddenly miss your mother's cooking again?

Han Feiyu shook his head.

Since I finished working at university, I have been going home less and less every year, and I can barely do a handful.

Often only during the Chinese New Year do you have the opportunity to return home for a few days and get together with your parents to eat a few nostalgic home-cooked meals.

I guess everyone who goes out and about is the same......

Hey, it's still so far away from going home this year.

Han Feiyu sighed quietly.

Life is sometimes so ordinary, ordinary, boring.

You have to endure it.

For a moment, the thought of quitting his job even crossed his mind.

For most ordinary young people, it is still difficult to achieve true freedom.

And Han Feiyu ...... It's a complete cocoon.

Some people may be born lowly bones, and he is one of those people.

"Why don't you eat the food here, I can't finish it alone. ”

Song Yichen slowly stopped his chopsticks and looked at Han Feiyu, who kept adding tofu to the lunch box, and asked.

"It's okay, I've been on fire lately, so I'll eat something light. You can take care of those, and if you can't finish it, you'll have it left. ”

Han Feiyu shook his head again and again, his mouth stuffed with rice.

The taste of the dish is not bad, but the rice is not very fragrant.

"Sluts are hypocritical, come, eat a piece of meat, how can you just eat tofu!"

Song Yichen rolled his eyes, and it was rare to be kind enough to give Han Feiyu a piece of meat.

Han Feiyu glanced at her as if he had discovered a new continent.

It's really strange that this woman still has the initiative to serve vegetables to others one day?

Shouldn't you dig some pit in front of you and wait for yourself to take the initiative to jump in?

The devil will fall for you!

"Hmm, what, are you disgusting me? ”

"No, no, how can you. “

Han Feiyu quickly snapped his face and made a surprisingly loud sound, and sent out the lunch box with a fart, and took the meat that Song Yichen had sandwiched.

There are definitely ghosts, and at the same time, I am constantly mindful of myself in my heart, and I must be careful of the woman in front of me.

Damn, women are monsters who eat people and don't spit out bones, and the hell knows what's going on in their heads.

Soon, calm briefly returned to the living room.

All you can hear is the sound of the two eating.

At this time, the "flower arm" seemed to smell the aroma of the food, and ran over as if curious.

The pop-up two front feet are on the glass coffee table, constantly blinking and looking at the dishes on it.

"Oh, big brother, you're here too, hurry up, please inside!"

Han Feiyu hurriedly put two pieces of tofu in the vacated lunch box, and then put them at the feet of the "flower arm".

It lowered its head and sniffed, then opened its mouth and bit it.

After biting for a while, he seemed to feel that it was not as delicious as he imagined, so he squatted on the ground again and licked his paws, and plunged into Han Feiyu's slippers with a lack of interest.

Motionless.

Good guys, these slippers smell better than vegetables, don't they?

If Han Feiyu wasn't eating now, he wouldn't be able to use his hands, and he really wanted to pull it out by the tail and beat it up.

So that it knows what it means to be a cat.

"You see, you like to eat that thing, cats are not uncommon. ”

After Song Yichen saw it, he only felt a little funny, and couldn't help but say to Han Feiyu.

"You know how to ...... a hammer"

As soon as Han Feiyu didn't come out, he didn't say anything when he asked Song Yichen to mock, and even called a cat to ignore it.

Is this worth it?

It seems that I really need to find a time to clean up the "flower arm" and let it know who is the most beautiful boy in this realm.

If it doesn't work, I will send it directly to the clean room and let it be my father-in-law, and I will not listen to it when I see it.

Of course, the "flower arm" didn't know the sinister thoughts in Han Feiyu's mind now, but he still suddenly felt the cold swishing of the exposed buttocks.

The tail dragged uncontrollably on the ground and wagged.

Could it be that some traitor wants to murder Ben Meow?

Meow meow meow ~ Shoveling, aren't you?!

The "flower arm" raised its little head and called out a few times in the direction of Han Feiyu.

found that Han Feiyu was still immersed in hard work.

Only then did he lie down his head again.

In fact, Han Feiyu was already thinking about whether to delete the cat snacks that had been added to the shopping cart.

The "flower arm" does not yet know what it is about to lose......

After eating and drinking, Han Feiyu had to clean up the garbage.

Hey, it's a fucking hard life.

Song Yichen leaned completely on the sofa, took out a tissue to wipe his oily mouth, and looked very comfortable with half-squinted eyes.

I even had the heart to pat my lower abdomen, which was still gentle.

Contented.

In comparison, Han Feiyu is particularly miserable.

With his head on the ground next to the coffee table, he worked hard like an old scalper to clean up the garbage.

Damn, you have to classify, divide it into a hammer class!

After a short period of busyness, I was sweating profusely, and I was finally able to take a break for a while.

Han Feiyu walked slowly to the bed with his slippers, opened the window and lit a cigarette.

Looking out the window at the brightly lit world in the distance, I was cold.

It even feels like there are two worlds in front of you and under your feet, which are incompatible.

Even though it was already dark, the weather still clearly revealed a sultry feeling.

The occasional wind blowing through the window into the living room is also warm, making people feel dull in the chest.

Han Feiyu took a hard puff of his cigarette.

They all say that the betel lang and smoke, the mana is boundless.

He didn't like it anyway, and the combination of the two flavors wasn't smoking for him.

Isn't it good to be simple, what kind of bullshit merchants came up with strange slogans.

There are still people who believe it.

Song Yichen, who was lying on the sofa, seemed to have rested enough, half leaning on his well-proportioned upper body, glanced at Han Feiyu's direction, and slowly said, "You haven't quit smoking yet?"

Han Feiyu smiled dumbly and didn't answer anything.

In a man's life, cigarettes, alcohol, and women must at least like the same, right?

He just chose cigarettes, as if there was nothing excessive.

Besides, his addiction to smoking is not big, but he has been smoking for a longer time.

"That's it, no way. ”

Han Feiyu shook his head, and only after a long time did he squeeze out such a sentence.

Song Yichen pursed his lips disapprovingly when he heard this.

A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost.

I remember watching an online drama with such a line in it.

The basic meaning is: the men who can quit smoking are the ones who kill people without blinking.

Thinking about it like this, what the hell are you Han Feiyu who is still affectionate and righteous?

Song Yichen felt as if he was walking into a dead end in a daze, and dared to force himself to forget the thoughts in his mind.

"Smoking, after all, is not good for ...... health"

After thinking about it, she couldn't help but persuade her.

's father is also an older smoker, so Song Yichen naturally knows how difficult it is to get a man to quit smoking.

Han Feiyu extinguished the cigarette and threw the cigarette butt in the trash.

Then close the window and take out your phone.

Suddenly, a very serious problem came to mind.

Fuck, it doesn't seem like there's an updated novel today.

Open the software to check, and sure enough, the first page of the comment area is full of reminder comments.

"It's not updated yet, is the author a eunuch?"

"Don't ask, the author went to cut the eggs today, I am a scalpel, I testify. ”

"In the field, I was an anesthetic. ”

"Upstairs pulling calves, the author is clearly a big health care arrest and detained for fifteen days!"

"If the author doesn't update it, I'm going to cancel the bookshelf collection, 1...... 2...... 3......！”

"It's okay, I'm not afraid, I've already told my grandson, and when this book is finished, I'll get a copy to burn for me as soon as possible!"

"Update! Update! Is the author a snail? Snails crawl faster than you!"

Han Feiyu looked at all kinds of messages, found a few bad guys, and didn't bother to go to the online battle to directly delete the post and ban the gift package.

Then he walked briskly back into his room, pulled out his chair, and turned on his computer.

Throw a few wolfberries into the thermos cup and fill it with hot water!

Open Word is dry!

A glass of water, a pack of cigarettes, 3,000 words a day!

Ollie gives, code words make me happy!

Say so.

But in fact, Han Feiyu stared intently at the computer screen, his hands flying like wild bees on the keyboard.

There's no way.,This typing speed is all practiced in the game with people before.。

If you want to keep your family tree, you have to have speed.

Although he is now accustomed to silence is golden, blocking all teammates.

Rush and rush, four-wheel drive fighters in action!

......

Look up at the sky, the moon is smiling!

Han Feiyu glanced out the window, there was a moon with a hammer.

3,000 words were quickly completed with revisions.

Habitually reach for the thermos cup and want to take a sip, only to find that the water has been drunk.

Han Feiyu pushed open the door and walked into the living room with a kettle.

Under the bright light, Song Yichen no longer knew when he fell asleep on the sofa, and the mobile phone screen not far away was still on.

Han Feiyu put down the kettle and stepped forward.

A message has popped up on her phone's screen that the battery is low.

What isn't completely obscured is the interface of a work-seeking software that looms underneath.

Han Feiyu gently patted Song Yichen's arm, which looked white and dazzling under the light, thinking that she couldn't be allowed to sleep on the sofa overnight.

Song Yichen half-opened his eyes in a daze, not knowing why.

"Wake up, why are you asleep, I'll send you back to your room. ”

"No...... I don't want to move...... I can't move. ”

“......”

If you don't want to move, why can you still raise your arms?!

Abominable woman!

Han Feiyu glared at her viciously, but Song Yichen didn't realize it.

In the end, in desperation, Han Feiyu could only bend down, stretched out his hand to pass through the crooks of her shoulders and legs, and held her in his arms.

Song Yichen also took advantage of the situation and put his hands together and hugged his neck.

“？？？”

You can move at this time, right?

Han Feiyu had nothing to say, put her on the sheets that had been laid out in the room with a straight face, and closed the door angrily and left.

In the middle of a dark room.

Song Yichen closed his eyes, with an inexplicable smile on his face, and fell asleep peacefully again.