On the sixth day of the new year, two friends came to the city, and Xin Weiyang was ready to accompany him.

He got up at the usual time, only to find that Yan Rushun was gone—he didn't even leave him a breakfast for him.

Where did it go?

He suddenly felt bad in his heart: Could it be that he was going to see the child king?

At the very least, I should say hello.

Throughout the day, he was a little absent-minded, and he just felt that time passed very slowly.

Fortunately, he called Mu Yun to help early in the morning, and she, accompanied the two friends to wander around the streets and alleys for a while, chatted for a while, and after dinner, she found an excuse to go back to the rented house.

As soon as I opened the door, there was a black hole in the room.

Yan Rushun hasn't come back yet!

He had to sit on the couch and wait while he handled the mail.

As it got later, he became more and more distraught: she wasn't going to spend the night with that kid king, was she?

No, no, he consoled himself: didn't she say she was frigid?

Will she go back to her parents' house?

He picked up his mobile phone and wanted to ask, but then he thought: From what standpoint did he ask? Yan Rushun had no obligation to explain his itinerary to him at all.

At this moment, Yan's mother's call came: "Yangyang, have you received Shun Shun?"

Xin Weiyang subconsciously replied: "Ah? ”

"Didn't she say she made an appointment with you?"

He immediately knew that something bad was wrong, and quickly changed his words: "Yes, yes, I have a little delay here, so I'll pick her up right away." ”

Yan's mother suddenly became a little nervous: "It's ten o'clock, she doesn't answer the phone, nothing will happen, right?"

"Don't worry, Auntie, I'll pick her up right away. ”

Xin Weiyang hung up the phone and immediately dialed Yan Rushun's number, but he didn't answer.

He immediately flipped out his laptop and quickly opened a special interface and entered his mobile phone number.

During the whole process, the fingers crackled up and down, the distinct knuckles beat vigorously, and they were dexterous and abnormal, which was very full of artistic rhythm.

Soon, the location came out.

He looked at it and said, "Huh?"

Then I heard Yan Rushun ask, "What didn't you take away here?"

He was startled, and looked up to see that she had a few pockets and was stepping in through the door. Because he wore a bloated down jacket and looked like a penguin.

"When did you come back?" his tongue tucked a little.

Yan Rushun looked at him strangely: "Your brain is short-circuited, didn't I just come back." ”

He froze: "Auntie called just now and asked me if I had received you." She saw that the time was so late, and you didn't answer the phone, for fear that something would happen to you. ”

She let out a tired "oh": "It's okay, I'll call her back in a moment, how do you explain it to her?"

"I'll just say I'm delayed, I'll pick you up right away. ”

"That's good. She nodded, took the scarf, suddenly thought of something, turned her head and asked, "You weren't looking up my phone's location just now, were you?"

"Nope. "He would never admit it.

This kind of thing is taboo for many people. He didn't say it last time, and of course he couldn't say it this time.

Seeing her staring at his hand, he quickly changed the subject: "Where have you been today? Why is it so late?" ”

Her eyes rolled suspiciously, but she was a little tired, and she didn't have the heart to get to the bottom of it, so she let it go gently.

While changing her shoes, she said weakly: "Except for going home in the morning, I spent the rest of my time running the decoration company and the decoration team to discuss the decoration plan." ”

"Oh, how did it turn out?" he looked enthusiastic.

Yan Rushun didn't think much about it, mainly because she was still immersed in the construction plan of her nest: "As far as my tens of thousands of yuan, I can't expect the decoration company or the decoration team to give any decent design, fortunately, I have checked a lot of information before." ”

Speaking of this, she was a little proud: "Those decoration companies and decoration teams helped me improve my idea, and I now have a more mature plan." ”

"How?"

She took out her floor plan from her bag, and the solid dotted lines were everywhere.

"You see, my kitchen and living balcony are not big, and if they are separated by a wall, both spaces are very narrow, so I have decided to open up this wall and not use the living balcony. ”

Xin Weiyang was a little puzzled: "Then where do you put the washing machine?"

"Do it inside the cabinet - many houses have a similar design, which can greatly use the living balcony space, and it is very suitable for small apartments. ”

"Where are the clothes?"

She pointed to another place: "The balcony – there is the kind of telescopic drying rack nailed to the wall, which can be put away when not in use and opened when it is in use, which is very space-saving." ”

After all, it was the result of a hard day's work, and the more she spoke, the more excited she became: "I am going to tear down the walls of the master bedroom and dining room and make them into wardrobes, which can save 12 centimeters of thickness." I also made the door and TV wall of the master bedroom into a bookcase with the same series of panels, and the whole wall was pulled through. When I opened the door, I saw - wow, super atmospheric! And it was a huge storage space, so I wasn't afraid of the mess everywhere in the house. ”

Although she had described it very specifically, Xin Weiyang still couldn't imagine what the scene would be in the end.

Yan Rushun showed him a picture: "That's the effect, but don't want a TV." ”

It's really simple enough, it's atmospheric enough!

"Not bad. He nodded again and again, "But why don't you have a TV?"

"I don't watch TV, what are I doing wasting money on a TV?"

I really haven't seen her watch TV these days.

Xin Weiyang was still quite hesitant: "But it feels strange that there is no TV in the living room." Besides, don't you give the guests a TV when they come?"

Yan Rushun sneered: "You are stupid, is the home for yourself, or for outsiders to see? Even if there are occasional guests, they don't come to my house to watch TV, do they? I really want to watch it, I also have a computer. No, I can invite them out for tea – in a word, my home, I have the final say.

"If you always consider what others think and say when you decorate a house, and how comfortable others are, is it someone else's home or your home?

"You never think about the way you should live, you are ignorant, and everyone is the same, what is the difference between the sheep herding in order to make money, making money in order to marry a wife, marrying a wife in order to have a baby, and then herding sheep after giving birth to a baby?"

Xin Weiyang never expected that just such a trivial matter as whether to put a TV in the living room could lead to such a long speech.

And he really didn't think about these words before, but now that he thinks about it a little, he feels quite reasonable.

Why did he have to put the TV on in the living room, he originally thought that the answer was what his mother told him.

The thirty years that he has been studying and studying abroad step by step have not been designed for him by his mother.

And in the future life of marrying a wife and having children, his mother has long been chattering with him: "When you marry a wife and have children, I will come to help you take care of the children, you and your wife can go to work with peace of mind, and I will help you do housework at home, tease your grandchildren, and enjoy the joy of family......"

It seems that there is an invisible thread binding him, making him move like a puppet along a certain established trajectory, and he has seen the end of his life at a glance.

Suddenly, Xin Weiyang's three views were crumbling.

"Ph.D. students, you have to use your brains to live a life, and life is full of wisdom. After Yan Rushun finished training, he patted him on the shoulder and went back to the bedroom proudly.

Xin Weiyang sat on the sofa for a long time, and finally made up his mind.

On the first working day after the year, Yan Rushun got up early according to his habits.

Unexpectedly, Xin Weiyang got up earlier than her.

She was curious: "Aren't you on vacation?"

"That's right. He nodded, his eyes a little miserable.

"Did you stay up late last night?"

He was silent: "I thought about it all night yesterday and thought you made a lot of sense. ”

Yan Rushun's jaw almost fell to the ground: It's just such a big fart, as for thinking about it for a night?

And his next sentence made her eyes fall to the ground: "My bungalow, are you interested in helping me design it?" The design fee is 10,000 yuan. ”

Oh, ten thousand, a Siemens side-by-side refrigerator!

It's not a lot, but now she's super short of money!

Seeing that she was about to spend a lot of money, she felt tight on money every day. And now, all of a sudden, 10,000 pieces fell from the sky - basically like picking them up for nothing.

She suspected that he had any motives, and her tone was very tactful: "I suggest you think carefully, I'm not a professional." ”

"But like you said, professionals don't give any decent designs at all, and I think you're a little bit more thoughtful. ”

He was serious.

She swallowed: it was too tempting for her.

Refuse...... Or not to refuse?

After hesitating for a moment, she resolutely made a decision: the person who refuses is a pig!

She began to bargain: "I don't know how to draw, so the drawing fee is extra." ”

"Okay. ”

"The cost of renderings is also extra. ”

"Of course. ”

"Overseer ......"

"This fee is also extra. ”

Yan Rushun: "...... I mean, the overseer is not in my charge. ”

Xin Weiyang insisted: "That may not work. If you are not the supervisor, how can you make sure that the final decoration is consistent with your design?"

"But I still have to go to work, so I don't have that much time. ”

"Just go and see it when you get off work, and I'll go see it myself," after a pause, he added, "Is two hundred a day enough for the supervisor?"

Two hundred a day, six thousand a month, and at least one hundred and eighty thousand in three months.

She is now deducting seven and eight deductions a month, and in the end, she can only get six thousand six in her hand.

It's a windfall.

No wonder everyone wants to make friends with local tyrants.

But she is already in charge of his laundry, and she is intentionally or unintentionally improving his quality of life (such as the sofa blanket lent out, the computer desk on the bed, etc.), and now she has to help him design the house - she is almost going to become his personal housekeeper!

This one...... Isn't it a little weird how things are going?

She resisted the devilish impulse and said reservedly, "I'm going to think about it again." ”

Yan Rushun walked into the office in a daze.

Because I came a little early, there was basically no one in the huge space.

She habitually opened the manager's office, ready to clean and help Sister Yan make a cup of tea or something.

Unexpectedly, Sister Yan was already sitting in her position, and she was still dragging a tissue and crying with red eyes.

Something must have happened!

But it's only the beginning of the year, what can happen?

She panicked.

Something must have happened!

But it's only the beginning of the year, what can happen?

She glanced at her and didn't let her out, but said in a trembling voice, "Close the door." ”

Yan Rushun immediately reacted quickly and closed the door quickly, and walked quickly to Sister Yan's side.

Sister Yan is a capable and decisive strong woman, and she is willing to take care of her subordinates, Yan Rushun has always admired her.

The relationship between the two is tacit and harmonious, and after three years of getting along, she has never seen Sister Yan and has never been so out of control.

She handed over a glass of water and was very concerned: "Sister Yan, don't worry, if there is anything, let's talk about it slowly, let's figure it out together." ”

Sister Yan choked for a long time before she could barely control herself, sneered again, and gritted her teeth: "Tell you, Rushun, whether my husband is good or not, I won't know until I have a child." ”

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