"There is no harm if there is no buying and selling."

Tu Qi, who worked overtime the next day at work, kept silently reciting this sentence in his heart.

If it weren't for the boss's business, he wouldn't have been watching the workers assemble the instruments and bring them food and water in this small suburban workshop until seven o'clock in the evening.

At half past seven, the entire workshop suddenly lost power.

When Tu Qi's face was full of ignorance and he was in a hurry, the workers had already packed up their things with all kinds of flashlights and left work.

He dialed the boss's phone suspiciously, Zhang Shenshen was forty years old, but his voice was like sixty or seventy years old.

"Boss, the power in the workshop is out, and the workers are leaving."

"I know, you can get off work too."

"Huh?"

"What's wrong? Oh, you can't find a way back, right, you look for the one named Lao Chen, his family lives in Dongping, you let him take you a section, and then the bus takes No. 103 and then Metro Line 3. Zhang Shenshen hung up the phone after speaking.

Tu Qi didn't figure out what and what at all, but he quickly began to look for Lao Chen. The method is also very direct, shouting at the top of his voice: "Lao Chen! Lao Chen! ”

He made a rough estimate, and there were about ten people who answered him, and there were only fifteen workers in the entire workshop. So he shouted again: "Who is Lao Chen, who lives in Dongping?" ”

There is a person who does not belong to "Lao Chen" and said: "Dongping is also called Chenjiawan, their families are in Dongping, who are you looking for, little brother?" ”

Tu Qi paused and said, "Who is Mr. Zhang who said that he could bring me to Dongping?" ”

Now only one person is eligible. Other old Chen's family is in Dongping, but they usually don't go home, they live near the workshop, and there is only one old Chen who insists on going home.

Tu Qi sat in the back seat of the little electric donkey, holding Lao Chen's clothes, and the whole person was beaten by the wind for half an hour except for his stomach, and then took the subway at the bus stop at the entrance of Chenjiawan Village.

There have been many ups and downs along the way, and there are countless hardships, which can not be mentioned. Since moving into Chunzhi's apartment, the two nights have become more and more exciting day by day, his mind is messy, and finally what stands out from the layers of pictures is Du Zhenyang's amazing face.

Back at Juneda's apartment, the window of duty room 101 turned out to be open. Tu Qi saw the people here for the first time.

An old man with almost no hair, because the lack of hair makes it impossible to estimate age, and there are not many wrinkles on his face. He stared at Tu Qi until he saw that Tu Qi was in a cold sweat before he slowly spoke, and his voice did not look old, but his speech speed was extremely slow.

"Today, someone asked me for a spare key for 701, remember to give it back to me." With that, he closed the glass that couldn't be looked in from the outside.

Tu Qi's first thought was that Du Zhenyang came back to get his luggage, and his heart was slightly blocked.

He returned to 701, opened the door, and saw the luggage still on the sofa at a glance, and quickly closed the door and entered the house, looking around but no one was seen. He sat on the sofa a little irritably, looking at his phone unconsciously, thinking about whether Du Zhenyang was going or not, and whether he took the key.

After a while, there was a knock at the door. Tu Qi looked up and saw that the door was opened, Du Zhenyang and Yu Case were standing at the door talking and laughing, and the former was still carrying a takeaway box in his hand.

Seeing these two people together, it was as if the fright and irritability of the past two days had come together. But Du Zhenyang's face calmed him down a little.

Among the three, Yu Case reacted the most, and said with the most emotion: "Brother, you're back, let's go out to eat and pack one for you." ”

Du Zhenyang smiled and nodded, carrying the takeaway as if carrying a sword, the main thing is that the person is good-looking. Unknowingly, since he saw Du Zhenyang last night, he seems to have praised him countless times in his heart.

"Come and eat, brother." He said.

Although Tu Qi was puzzled, "Everyone looks about the same age, why do you call me brother". The body still took the takeaway box, and found a pair of slippers left by the previous tenant or the landlord for Yu Yuan.

The two "younger brothers" brought back ordinary fried rice, and Tu Qi was not a picky eater.

Yu Case was originally chatting with Du Zhenyang about Room 702, but he didn't know why he changed the topic, and said to Tu Qi: "Brother, it's okay for me to call you brother, you are older than me." ”

Tu Qi swallowed his meal and said, "It should be, how old are you?" ”

"I'm twenty."

"Older than you, I'm twenty-two."

Yu Case's voice suddenly rose and said, "Brother, you are only twenty-two? Then he looked at Du Zhenyang and said, "Brother, you are the biggest." ”

Hearing this, Tu Qi also looked at Du Zhenyang, and Du Zhenyang said: "I may look a little smaller, I am twenty-four this year." ”

Yu Case nodded and looked at Tu Qi and said: "Yes, yes, it's just the opposite, brother, you look quite mature, or the kind of middle-aged bald uncle will choose, it's easy for people to be confused." ”

After saying this, the two left Tu Qi again and continued to talk about Su Sisi, who used to live in room 702 and Du Zhenyang called his sister.

waited until Tu Qi finished eating, and the two didn't finish talking, and Tu Qi didn't interject, just listened to it. Until Du Zhenyang euphemistically proposed that Yu Case could leave, Yu Case still looked unfinished.

Sent away the Yu case, closed the door, there were only two people in the space now, and Tu Qi became a little nervous again.

"I'll call you brother." Du Zhenyang spoke.

"Huh?" Tu Qi's face is stiff

Is now the time to talk about this? Are you going to be able to leave? I know that I'm younger than you, and you still call me brother, do you have any special fetishes?

"Okay?" Du Zhenyang continued to ask.

Both of them were sitting, and there was no height in their line of sight, but Du Zhenyang's soft brown hair ended near his eyes, his pupils were a little moist, the color was lighter than his hair color, and his skin was relatively white, which was indeed the appearance of a little boy.

Tu Qi seemed to be fascinated, and he didn't know how long he stared at him, and when he came back to his senses, he obviously lacked confidence and said, "Okay." He was indeed bewitched, and inexplicably agreed.

Du Zhenyang smiled and shouted, "Brother." ”

Tu Qiwei replied embarrassedly, urging him to hurry up and get down to business.

"Brother, how many people can live in your house, I think there is still a useless room." Du Zhenyang's head moved gracefully and slightly when he spoke, but his eyes kept looking at Tu Qi.

Tu Qi looked away and looked at the room Du Zhenyang said, and the master bedroom he was sleeping in now, the two doors were facing each other.

He always thinks a lot and thinks far, but he can't deny that he wants Du Zhenyang to stay.

He vaguely expects this kind of novel-like plot, and the cohabitant he somehow picks up may spark love, and at the same time he is afraid that this kind of flame that will not be extinguished in his heart will burn himself.

As an ordinary person, he has been in love very few times. The only thing worth talking about as an experience is a six-year unrequited love.

"Do you want to live here? Flat share of room bills, utilities? He still didn't have the brains to say this, and despite all the previous feelings, his heart was twisting and turning, and male instinct overcame all this.

Du Zhenyang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and nodded quickly and said yes, obedient like a good girl who sold herself to bury her father.

The answer with almost no pause made Tu Qi uncomfortable, as if he was the only one who would be entangled in this kind of thing.

Neither of the two continued to speak, Tu Qi fiddled with his mobile phone, looked at Du Zhenyang, who was waiting for his little daughter-in-law to speak, and said, "Did you take the spare key?" ”

Du Zhenyang: "I went out this morning and found that I didn't bring my wallet, and you were no longer there when I came back......"

Before he finished speaking, Tu Qi nodded to indicate that he understood. He had already begun to regret his behavior of leaving Du Zhenyang to live here, and he really hated himself for wavering in his heart because of this little thing of not sharing a house with others.

"It's good to be there, I still have a key here for you, you remember to return the spare one to 101 tomorrow."

"Okay."

"Then I'll take a shower and sleep first......" Tu Qi paused for a moment, and then said, "You should rest early." ”

"Okay."

Du Zhenyang sat alone on the sofa, his body relaxed and backwards, his eyes narrowed slightly.

It looks like "the sky is falling and I am not moving", but I sighed vigorously in my heart. He saw the state of Tu Qi's defense, and sure enough, others would be fascinated by him only because of his ability.

......

People's minds will fly far away when taking a bath, and Tu Qi rarely thinks about one thing for a long time.

In the end, I came to a conclusion: I will not move if the enemy does not move, and I cannot move if the enemy moves, because I am too ordinary, and if I move, I will die. This movement is the movement of the heart.

This conclusion can simply deal with most of the things he can think of after sharing a house with Du Zhenyang, so that even if he thinks it out, his mood is also comfortable, and when he comes out of the bathroom and sees Du Zhenyang, who seems to have fallen asleep on the sofa, he can also admire his face unscrupulously.

Because from now on, Du Zhenyang is just a roommate who fits his aesthetics very well, and whether the roommate can develop into something else is just a matter of fate.

As long as I don't move, no one can hurt me. ——Tu Qi's best philosophical thinking today

He gently patted Du Zhenyang's shoulder, "Go sleep in the room." ”

Du Zhenyang opened his eyes, his eyes were cold, and he didn't fall asleep.

Tu Qi didn't see that he was a sensitive person, a person who stood on his own position and relied on intuition to be sensitive, and he was not a person who was good at figuring out other people's thoughts through small movements and eyes.

If you want to figure out other people's minds, Du Zhenyang is better at it, because of his ability and status, he has a lot to learn. It wasn't until the age of twenty that he barely met the requirements.

"I'm going to take a shower." Before Tu Qi felt his indifference, Du Zhenyang's mood had adjusted back to his previous gentle and elegant state.

Tu Qi nodded and went back to the room. Listening intently to the sound of water in the bathroom, he walked softly and slowly to the room where Du Zhenyang was going to sleep, took out sheets and other things from the closet, helped him make the bed and quickly slipped back to his room. I thought to myself that this made up for some of the bad attitudes just now.

Du Zhenyang's mood was also very bad, and he couldn't breathe because of too many things. Since he was a child, when he felt stressed or tired, he would keep rubbing his "stones", and he still does.

Rubbing stones with one hand and pushing open the door of his room in 701, he saw a neat and ordinary bed. Du Zhenyang suddenly relaxed, he felt that this bed must be very suitable for sleeping.