boyfriend in the fridge

When I am free, I feel that there is too much time, and everything passes slowly, but when I am busy, I feel that there is too little time, and I wish I had three heads and six arms.

In a blink of an eye, two months passed by.

In the past two months, the case of the "M1" criminal gang has made new progress.Song Buzhi's house in Lvjing Garden was rented out.Jin Dafa and Hua Dafu became good friends. They chased after each other and were inseparable. The family was very lively.

At the end of August, Discipline took a weekend to formally bring Song Buzhi back home.

Ever since he was with Discipline, Song Buzhi is not as repulsed by summer as he was at first.Although the air conditioner at home is still on from morning to night, sometimes he can't help it or loses his temper, so he will still sleep in the refrigerator, but he will also go out for a walk with discipline when it is cooler at night.If he really wanted to go out during the day, he would complain a few words, but in the end he would go out obediently.

At the end of August, it was still hot, but the provincial capital was even hotter than Huacheng.

But what Song Buzhi cares about right now is not the weather, but...

"Hey, you said I'll buy this, okay? Will your dad like it?" Song Buzhi flicked a certain treasure anxiously, "And this, isn't it a good gift for your mother?"

"No, no, I think this thing has bad reviews. There must be no bad reviews for things you give your parents. If there are bad reviews, it means there are bad reviews."

"Hey, your dad can smoke, right? I think this lighter is very good...No, isn't it bad to give someone a lighter? Is this to encourage him to smoke? That's not okay, I definitely can't give a lighter...Your mother will kill me..."

"Ah... and your grandparents... what do they like? Will they not like me?"

……

Song Buzhi sat at the dining table and babbled for a long time.

He usually looks like I am good-looking no matter what, or whether you like me or not, you must like me, but now he is in a certain anxiety before he is about to formally visit the discipline family.

He doesn't think it's a good idea to send anything, and he can always find something wrong.

There were twists and turns in his mind, and somehow he came up with a word, premarital anxiety disorder.

Pooh!He and discipline are not married!Ghost before marriage!

Song Buzhi shook his head, then raised his head again, looked at Ji Ji who was making dinner in the kitchen, and asked for help with a sullen face: "Ji Ji, what gift should I buy?"

Discipline is very calm, he took out the tomato scrambled eggs slowly, and reminded: "We will go there early tomorrow morning, and it will be too late for you to place an order now."

Song Buzhi: "Then what should I do..."

Discipline brought tomato scrambled eggs to the dining table, stood beside him, looked down at him with a smile on his face, squeezed his worried and anxious face, and said, "Didn't you buy it a few days ago?"

Discipline squeezed and then let go, Song Buzhi shook his head and said, "I don't think those things are very good..."

"What's wrong?" Discipline raised his eyebrows amusedly, "Isn't this all chosen according to their preferences?"

Song Buzhi said sincerely, "It's not expensive enough."

discipline:"……"

Song Buzhi showed him the phone: "Look, isn't this crutch more powerful? It looks better than the one we bought, right?"

Discipline looked at the price of the crutches above, and it was indeed expensive enough, more expensive than the one he bought two days ago, but he really couldn't see any big difference between the two crutches.

So he turned and walked back to the kitchen, saying, "Be careful that Grandpa hits you with a cane."

Song Buzhi's eyes widened in surprise: "Grandpa will hit me with a cane?!"

Discipline: "If you continue to struggle and buy blindly, he will really beat you."

Song Buzhi: "..."

Song Buzhi is not usually a person who likes shopping, the main reason is that he is too lazy, and he doesn't want to do more things that others can do for him.But when he fixed a date for his official visit to the Disciplinary, he suddenly became diligent.Going shopping, shopping online... In short, after shopping for a few days, I bought a bunch of gadgets, and then picked and picked from them, and finally picked out a few gifts that I thought were okay.

According to the meaning of discipline, it probably means that they will be very happy when you pass by, and it is completely fine to bring some small gifts.But Song Buzhi didn't think so. He felt that if the gifts he brought over this time were not in place, it would make Discipline's family members dislike him.

... In short, it is probably anxiety before meeting parents.

Song Buzhi stopped for a while during the meal, and then started rambling again when he was walking the dog after the meal. After meeting Chang Fei and Hou Yisheng, he kept asking for their opinions, especially Hou Yisheng. Seeing him, I can't wait to post it and ask him thoroughly.

In the end, there was no way to discipline, so he had to carry Song Buzhi back.

"Hey discipline, I think..."

As soon as Song Buzhi opened his mouth, he was silenced by the discipline he had read all night.

"You don't think so."

"You're fine, and so are the presents."

"Don't worry."

Song Buzhi was forced to go to the bathroom, and the two of them took a sticky bath.

Song Buzhi was exhausted and forgot to worry about the gift.

The next day, Discipline woke up early, packed up their things a little, and then went out to walk the dog and buy breakfast.

Jin Dafa seemed to know that he was going out, he was very excited from the night before.On the contrary, Hua Dafu is much calmer. He can lie on his stomach instead of sitting, and can sit instead of standing. He is as lazy as if he has no bones.

Huamao's condition is much better than two months ago. She eats well and sleeps well. Her stomach is much rounder and she is more loved.

This time I went to Discipline's house, and I also wanted to bring Jin Dafa and Hua Dafu.

After returning from the walk, Song Buzhi was still sleeping.

Discipline checks that the time is almost up, and now we are driving all the way back just in time for lunch.So he went to wake Song Buzhi up.

Song Buzhi groaned and rolled a few times on the bed hugging the cold quilt blown by the air conditioner before rubbing his eyes and getting up.

Discipline packed everything up and moved to the car. After Song Buzhi finished his breakfast, he greeted Hua Dafu and walked to the car with him.Jin Dafa couldn't wait to jump into the car, poked his head out of the lowered car window, and said "Wow" to Song Buzhi and Hua Dafu, grinning happily.

"Hey," Song Buzhi opened the trunk and looked, "Have you brought everything?"

"I brought them all." Discipline came over and put Hua Dafu into the back seat, "Okay, don't worry about it, get in the car."

The trunk was closed, and Song Buzhi walked slowly to the passenger seat, opened the door and sat in, and said while fastening the seat belt: "I'm still a little worried..."

"Haven't I seen it before?" Discipline said, "Are you still worried?"

Song Buzhi: "I can't tell. I just think it's a little different. This is the first time I'm visiting your house. It's very formal. Hey, I'm inexperienced, so I'm afraid I'll embarrass you."

Disciplinary said "hmm" and said, "I have no experience."

Song Buzhi turned his head to look at him, and their eyes met.At this moment, they seemed to see the soft affection in each other's eyes.

——If you don't care about you and love you, why would you be nervous before meeting your family?

Before lunch, the two arrived at their destination.

Mother Ji knew they were coming a few days earlier, and prepared a table of meals for lunch today.But Ji's mother and Ji's father were the only ones eating together at noon.

"You child, come here, why are you carrying so many things?" Ji's mother beckoned to Ji's father, "Old Ji, come here and help take it in."

"Auntie, no need, I'll mention it." Song Buzhi hurriedly refused.

Just kidding, how can I let my...disciplined father carry things.

Without saying a word, Song Buzhi picked up a few bags and walked inside.

"This child!" Ji's mother cheerfully followed Song Buzhi, walked in, and asked Discipline and Ji's father to bring in the rest.

"Let's eat at home first at noon. Let's go to Discipline's grandfather's house for dinner, okay?" Ji's mother gently asked Song Buzhi's opinion, "And Discipline's uncle's family, Ji Jing, do you remember that little girl?"

Song Buzhi nodded and had no objection to this arrangement.

Anyway, no matter when, we will see each other.And he was also mentally prepared.

Have a good meal.

Jin Dafa and Hua Dafu were a little shy when they first arrived, but they have the temperament of whoever feeds them is the master, so after a meal, they are already very comfortable, and they can chase each other around the room.But most of the time it was Jin Dafa who was having fun.Because Hua Dafu was too lazy to run with it.

Ji's father and Ji's mother had the habit of taking a nap, and went upstairs to the bedroom half an hour after dinner.

Song Buzhi was still sitting upright at first, but now that the elder left, he lost his shape and collapsed on the sofa, touched his abdomen, squinted his eyes like Hua Dafu, and said, "I'm too full."

During the meal, Ji's mother kept asking him enthusiastically whether he would eat this or that, but he couldn't hold back for a while, so he ate some more.Now that he was full and full, the blood rushed to his stomach, and the drowsiness immediately returned.

Ji Ji sat in front of him, raised his hand to cover his stomach, rubbed it, and said, "Go to my room and sleep for a while?"

Song Buzhi thought of the possibility that he would sleep through the night, and said, "It's better not to sleep."

Discipline smiled and said, "It's okay."

Song Buzhi yawned with his mouth half covered, and said, "It's fine to go to your room, and see if there are any secrets, hehe."

"En." Disciplinary replied, leaned down, brought his lips close to the corner of his eyes, and kissed him.

"What are you doing..." Song Buzhi muttered, his eyelashes trembling uncontrollably.

Discipline pulled him up and said solemnly: "There are tears in the corner of your eyes."

"It must have been yawning..." Song Buzhi yawned again as he spoke.

Song Buzhi followed the discipline and went to his room.

The disciplined room style is the same as his in Huacheng, full of "discipline", neat and clean.

But it is a little more soft.

"These are fresh flowers," Song Buzhi saw a bouquet of flowers placed next to the TV cabinet, went over to look at them, smelled them, and said, "There is still a faint fragrance—is it prepared by your mother?"

Discipline said "hmm": "She likes to tinker with this."

Song Buzhi grinned: "Auntie is very passionate about life."

There is also a small bookshelf in the discipline room, and there are some professional books and miscellaneous books on the bookshelf, but the two photo albums on the top row caught Song Buzhi's attention.

Song Buzhi looked back at Ji Ji, and blinked at him: "Can I see your photo album?"

At this moment, he suddenly regained his energy, even his stomach didn't seem to be full anymore.

It's a photo album. There are photos of discipline before, right?

Discipline took the initiative to come over, took down the two photo albums, put them in Song Buzhi's hands, and said, "Yes. But I don't have many photos in it."

There was clearly a chair beside him, but Song Buzhi sat on the ground.He put the photo album on the floor, bent one leg against the thigh of the other leg, stretched the other leg, leaned his upper body down, and flipped through the photo album.

"This is your high school?" The opened photo album contained some students in school uniforms, who looked like high school students.

"Yeah." Discipline said, "It was taken by my classmates in high school, and everyone has a copy."

The photos show the daily life of high school, including playing around during class breaks, earnestly asking teachers for advice, various strange sleeping positions lying on the stomach during lunch break, passion during the sports meeting, and lying on the corridor watching the scenery and chatting The warmth, but also the "violence" of raising fists when there is a disagreement...

…It is often discipline that raises its fist.

He was dubious when he heard about the discipline before, but when he saw the photo, he "tsk tsk" twice and said, "You used to have a wonderful life, and suddenly I want to be your classmate."

Take a look at what you looked like when you were young, what kind of young man was crazy, what kind of little bully and bad temper...

From these photos, it seems to be able to see the former discipline, this bustling class.

Discipline: "According to my temperament at the time, if I fell in love with you, I would immediately snatch you over."

Song Buzhi raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were full of interest: "Are you taking it by force?"

Discipline: "Hmm."

"No, no..." Song Buzhi imagined his former self, and said, "I guess I'm a little nervous. At that time, I specially showed a cold appearance, and I didn't get close to anyone. I just ignored the one who approached me proactively. "

Discipline: "Is it useful to ignore? Just take you home."

Song Buzhi smiled and said, "Bandit, you?"

The first book was quickly finished, and it was all class photos of disciplined high schools.Song Buzhi opened the second photo album.

When the album was opened, a naked baby was revealed.

"Hahaha..." Song Buzhi laughed, "Ji Dui, you used to be chubby! This is too cute! Look at your chubby hands..."

Song Buzhi pinched the baby's chubby hand in the photo, imagining how it felt, and was so adorable.

"There are a lot of photos of you when you were young, where did you play?"

"Hey, you didn't like to laugh very much when you were young? Look at how sweet your aunt's smile is."

"Hey, this is Lawyer Hou, right? How old are you two? We've known each other since we were three years old?"

"Is this taken by auntie? Is uncle spanking you? Hahahaha..."

This photo album is much thicker than the one in high school, and it contains photos of Discipline from birth to junior high school, almost all of which are of him, and there are also photos taken with others, such as Hou Yisheng.

In the afternoon, Song Buzhi finished flipping through the two photo albums with relish, feeling refreshed and fully awake.After laughing for a long time, I felt that the food in my stomach had digested a lot.

He has already started to eat the fruit discipline brought him.

In the afternoon, Ji's father and Ji's mother woke up from a nap.

After the family packed up, they got up and went to Grandpa and Grandma Ji's house.

Grandpa Ji is much more serious than Papa Ji, but Song Buzhi feels a little kind.Because Grandpa Ji's serious look is very similar to Discipline's usual appearance.

Inexplicably, he was less nervous.

Grandpa Ji was also serious on the outside, and when Song Buzhi really chatted with him, he found that the old man was actually very kind.

When Song Buzhi was chatting with Grandpa Ji, Grandma Ji and Mother Ji were chatting next to each other, each talking about their own things, and sometimes the topics were linked together, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

After Ji Jing's family came over, because of Ji Jing's lively and cheerful personality, the excitement at home increased again.

Naturally, the dinner was harmonious and happy.

At night, Song Buzhi slept in the guest room that Ji's mother specially packed for him.

When Song Buzhi went to sleep, Discipline didn't say anything, but when Song Buzhi came out of the shower, he suddenly found that there was someone more in the room.

While wiping his hair, he walked over and kicked his feet, and said with a smile, "What are you doing in my room if you're not in your own room?"

Discipline asked him to sit down and took a towel to help him wipe his hair.

"Hey," Song Buzhi asked after his hair was brushed for a while, "you still haven't said what you're here for."

Discipline inserted his fingers into his hair, rubbed it, and said, "Sleep."

Song Buzhi "tsk tsk" twice, raised his head, and smiled with eyebrows crooked: "You can't sleep in your own room?"

Discipline pinched his chin, bowed his head, sprayed his breath on his face, and said, "No."

Then, the lips touch each other.