[Bottle evil] shared bicycle

"..." Zhang Qiling didn't want to make any judgments, anyway, the room is big enough, not to mention one more person, even if there are five more people, it is more than enough.After taking a bath, his body relaxed a lot, his eyelids were already so sleepy that he was about to fight, Zhang Qiling went into his room and closed the door.He actually didn't have the habit of closing the door to sleep, but since there was one more person in the house tonight, Zhang Qiling instinctively isolated himself from others.

It was night, and Zhang Qiling slept very well. For a long time, he didn't sleep very well, and there were always various scenes in his dreams that made him feel tired, but tonight... there was no dream at all.

I don't know if it's because I took a hot bath and put essential oils in the water.It seems that the bathtub that I bought on impulse was not just a decoration.

Although he already knew that Wu Xie was sleeping in his own house, but when he saw Wu Xie sitting in the living room and having breakfast in the living room early in the morning, the impact of this scene was still a bit strong.

"Morning," Wu Xie took a bite of fried dough sticks with soy milk, and said with a smile, "I bought breakfast, let's eat together."

Zhang Qiling shook his head: "I'm going for a run."

Zhang Qiling was only wearing a vest and a pair of shorts. When he went out, Wu Xie glanced at him: Well, he has a good figure, looks thin, but actually has a lot of muscle.

After Zhang Qiling came back, he was still forced by Wu Xie to sit in the dining room and eat breakfast honestly. His resistance was completely useless in front of Wu Xie, a smiling man. With this level of skill, even if Zhang Qiling wanted to get mad, he still felt like he was punched in the cotton—a sense of powerlessness.

Zhang Qiling didn't know what Wu Xie was doing in his house during the day, anyway, he was an irrelevant person, and when he felt that the 1 yuan was paid off, he would slap his ass and leave, so there was no need to have any deep intersection and communication .Anyway, he goes home every night and leaves for work every morning. As Wu Xie promised before, he can take a hot bath when he comes back at night, and he can have a stomach-warming breakfast before leaving in the morning.

The days went on like this.

A month later, Wu Xie was still keeping the light on in the living room, and he was reading at the table in the guest room. Although college students don't have the so-called summer homework, Wu Xie has recently been obsessed with psychology. Another wave of books.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Wu Xie left the room.As usual, he asked with a smile, "Are you back? Why is it a little later than usual today..."

Before he finished asking the word "dot", Zhang Qiling had already passed him directly, with the posture that he wanted to enter the room and lie down on the bed directly.Although the two of them didn't have much communication at ordinary times, they were not too far apart to ignore each other, and they lived together for a month anyway.

It smells so strong...

Only then did Wu Xie realize that Zhang Qiling's walking was not as steady as usual, and he seemed a little drunk.

"Hey..." Wu Xie rushed forward to hold Zhang Qiling's arm, "Slow down, have you been drinking? Did you drive the car when you came back? Remember to find a replacement driver next time, just in case something happens. What to do... Hey, wait, I'll get you some honey to sober you up."

It was normal words, but Zhang Qiling felt inexplicably warm, perhaps under the influence of alcohol, he became a little fragile and hypocritical, but think about it all these years, no one has ever said "Take it" when he was a little drunk. I'll give you some honey," and no one ever cared whether he would have any accidents while driving while drunk.

Wu Xie was the first person to say these words to him.

Zhang Qiling turned his head away, looked at Wu Xie, and said a few words lightly: "Wu Xie, I'm so tired..."

I'm so tired.

Wu Xie was startled. Although he didn't know much about Zhang Qiling, he could guess from the fact that he lived in such a nice house and his clothes were expensive. Zhang Qiling was at least a young talent. Has reached the pinnacle of life or is walking towards the pinnacle of life, wunderkind!

Coupled with Zhang Qiling's cold temperament, Zhang Qiling in Wu Xie's eyes is a strong person, a person who is strong enough to settle anything.

However, with this fragile appearance now, there is a slightly drunk smell of alcohol all over his body, his eyes are a little red, and the expression on his face is full of helplessness and exhaustion. Even his usually fair face is smudged by the alcohol. A layer of crimson.

Wu Xie suddenly remembered a sentence: behind the glamor there is often an unknown sadness.

Wu Xie let go of Zhang Qiling's arm, gave him a hug instead, patted him on the back lightly, and said, "When you're tired, lean here."

Zhang Qiling closed his eyes in silence, and burrowed his head into Wu Xie's shoulder socket...

Wu Xie, I'm so tired.

***

The next day, when Zhang Qiling woke up, he found that he had changed into pajamas, and his mind didn't feel the slight pain after sobering up like before, but his arms were a little sore, as if he had slept under the weight of something all night.

But when he got to the living room, it was not the same as usual: Wu Xie didn't sit there and eat breakfast.I thought he was in the guest room, but when I knocked on the door, no one responded.

Tsk, I originally wanted to say thank you in person, after all, he was in good condition after waking up this morning, it must be the result of Wu Xie's busy work for a long time yesterday.It's just... Zhang Qiling raised his wrist to look at the time, it was 07:30, he woke up a long time later than usual, there was no time for a morning run, and it was time to go to work.

When driving the car on the main road, Zhang Qiling remembered that he didn't have breakfast today.For the past month, Wu Xie has been playing hard and soft ways to eat breakfast at home every day, almost forgetting that before going to work, he would just grab a piece of bread and milk from the supermarket in the neighborhood before going to work.

Habits are really addictive.

In the following week, Zhang Qiling never saw Wu Xie, nor did he see the yellow shared bicycle. This person seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.Zhang Qiling only thought that he thought that 1 yuan was enough for one month's "serving".So, he left, and everything came to an end.

There's actually nothing wrong with that.He, Zhang Qiling, has always been alone, and everyone is a passer-by, leaving only memories that are getting longer and longer, and finally they are forgotten together in a corner of his heart, and will never be remembered in the end.

Only one morning after a week later, when Zhang Qiling saw Wu Xie chatting and laughing with that middle-aged man who was about to bald in the Huahai community downstairs after a morning jog, an unknown fire blew into his mind slowly. , and finally, boom... fried.

With a cold face, Zhang Qiling walked towards the two of them with a gesture mixed with anger, and finally grabbed Wu Xie's arm very domineeringly and took him to his home.

"I'll go, Zhang Qiling, why are you so nervous!" Wu Xie felt as if his arm was about to be pulled off by Zhang Qiling.

Wu Xie was almost photographed into the sofa. Fortunately, Zhang Qiling's sofa is soft enough, otherwise Wu Xie would be paralyzed.

Zhang Qiling just bent one leg like this, half kneeling on the sofa, staring at the person in front of him with burning eyes.

"Say, how much do you want?" Zhang Qiling's voice was terribly cold, as if he was still trembling slightly.