Zhu Yu brought back a bunch of things this time. Lin Yiran shifted his gaze and glanced at those things. After looking at them, he was silent for three seconds.

Three seconds later, he started to complain: "Okay, I have discovered the pattern of your picking up things. I washed your hair at noon, and you picked up a bunch of shampoo, shower gel, and towels in the afternoon...Okay, pick up whatever you want..."

Watching it pile all these things on the desk, I felt so tired that they were as high as a mountain.

Lin Yiran looked at the table bearing a burden that it shouldn't have to bear, and felt sympathy for 0.3 seconds.

"Zhu Yu, you picked up so many, you should use them. Otherwise, why did you pick them up? I can't use so many by myself, don't you want to share them with me?"

Zhu Yu didn't react. He turned his head and saw the pots and bowls he had used to cook noodles but hadn't washed yet. He walked over, picked them up skillfully, and turned to leave.

Lin Yiran knew that it was going to wash the dishes and didn't say anything.

He got up, took a sip of water, then walked to the window, sat down and looked out. The sun was setting outside, and the sunlight slowly turned orange, sprinkling on the ruined city.

Zhu Yu came back quickly after washing the pots and pans. Lin Yiran knew without even looking that he never washed them thoroughly.

But it doesn't matter, he just wipes it with paper when he uses it.

Looking at Lin Yiran sitting by the window looking outside, Zhu Yu put the pots and pans in their original places, then sat on the sofa and looked at him.

At this time, Lin Yiran, who was sitting by the window, didn't think about anything and his mind was empty.

He looked out the window quietly, while Zhu Yu stared at him quietly. The room was silent.

After looking for a while, Lin Yiran turned around and saw Zhu Yu sitting there, staring at him with his eyes.

He's used to it, but he still complains: "You always stare at me like this, what are you looking at?"

Zhu Yu still stared at it and didn't respond to him.

Lin Yiran stood up, supported his waist, and slowly walked back to the sofa and sat down.

He picked up a book and lay down to read it. Zhu Yu came back quite early today. Usually he would not come back until the sun was about to set.

When it comes back and has nothing to do, it will stare at itself, or it will sort out the things it picked up.

It means putting various categories together or piling them together.

When Zhu Yu was here, Lin Yiran could only lie there and do nothing, pretending that he would fall down at any time.

He also noted down Zhu Yan's patterns and times of going out and made various preparations.

During this period, whenever he had nothing to do, he would persuade Zhu Yu to take a bath, and when he went there himself, he also wanted Zhu Yu to go in and take a bath.

But Zhu Yan didn't know what was going on and just refused to wash.

This made Lin Yiran think about it for several days.

Zhu Yu was so annoyed that he couldn't help but yell at him a few times.

Lin Yiran was no longer afraid of it being aggressive towards him, and said, "Why are you yelling at me? Is it so difficult for me to ask you to take a bath? Look, you've already washed your face and hair, so why don't you want to take a bath?"

Zhu Yu: "... Roar!" Shut up! I'm so annoyed!

Lin Yiran rolled his eyes at it and said, "You are so fierce, so fierce. You can be fierce as you like. No matter how fierce you are, you are still a dirty thing that doesn't take a bath!"

Zhu Yan: “…”

Lin Yiran: "What are you looking at, dirty thing!"

Zhu Yan: “…”

Really speechless.

A week later, Lin Yiran lifted up his trouser leg and looked at the wound on his leg.

He was wearing a pair of shorts, so it was not difficult to lift up his trouser legs.

After so many days, the scab on the wound on his leg became hard and thick, and the edges had turned up.

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