Conscientiously making soy sauce

The table was wiped clean, and there was no confetti on the floor, and the slippers' marks were completely wiped out. The windows were cleaned brightly, and the sunlight felt good through it.Stacks of newspapers and magazines were sorted and arranged neatly, and the sink in the kitchen was polished silver, leaving no water stains.

The bowls and chopsticks are neatly arranged, and the dishes are clean and shining. Two pairs of slippers are placed at the entrance, and the soles of the slippers are not cut corners. They are wiped clean, and even the small carpet at the door is wiped clean.

And the curtains that were supposed to be permanently hung on the windows were taken down by Shi Sheng, a virtuous and hardworking man who managed the house, and washed them thoroughly. Well, the water was so black that it could be used as ink.And two days ago, I don't know where Shi Sheng dug out the mite-removing vacuum cleaner that Zhuang Yuan bought on a whim N years ago, vacuumed the sofa, cushions, pillows, and bed, and sterilized them by the way.

All the corners have not escaped Shi Sheng's claws, and basically no dust accumulation can be seen.

Compared with Shi Sheng's hard work, Zhuang Yuan feels that he is a completely lazy salted fish lying in the sun, the kind who is not even willing to turn over and sprinkle salt.

Zhuang Yuan yawned, it was a wise decision to let Shi Sheng live in.

Look, he doesn't bother to do some things, and although the hourly workers he hires can't be regarded as sabotage, there are many corners and corners that can't be seen. The whole house is cleaned three or four times a day to show that he is hardworking.

Look at the time, it should be time to go to school, live together (?) for a while, Shohara is very satisfied with this HOUSEMATE.On weekdays, he would be a little deserted living alone, but he would be more popular if he lived alone, not bad.And these two days he was also lazy, so he went to the store at night.

Now that the coffee shop is on track, the clerks are honest and hardworking and don't take pleasure in fishing, even if he doesn't work as a supervisor in the shop, he will naturally work hard.

Even if, um, even if the protagonist goes to his coffee shop for coffee, the plot can still move forward without him.

To do one line and love one line, in order to make his character perfect, Shohara can be regarded as painstaking.

On the professionalism of making soy sauce.

However, I don’t know how long I can stay in this world. Zhuang Yuan looked at the water town on the wall, looked at the white wall and black tiles, and seemed to be able to hear the familiar Wu Nong’s soft words, as if he could smell the fragrance of summer jasmine.It's just that he should never be able to return to his own world, and he should be dead at that time.

The system said that he would leave after his plot was over, so as not to waste resources.

The system also said that the time spent in each world will not be a whole life, maybe only a few years.In other words, Zhuang Yuan is very curious about what kind of death surprise will be given to him.

Suddenly the sky was covered by black clouds, and the light dimmed and became oppressive.Soon there was a gust of wind, and big drops of raindrops slammed down on the ground and upstairs, and the sound of crackling on the glass could even be heard.Looking out of the window, you can see pedestrians hurriedly looking for shelter from the rain.

In this weather, Zhuo Yuan doesn't want to go out even more, let him be a sofa cushion, Amen.

It's just that, as a boss, it's really disrespectful for him to stay at home secretly when the employees go to work in the rain.

Hey, and the heavy rain has been falling violently, it seems that it will not stop for a while, he has a car, and those employees usually use battery cars or bicycles to go to work, and at most they use the bus.It would be better if he sent people back one by one after work.

After several times of psychological training, Zhuang Yuan finally tore himself off the sofa with difficulty, changed his clothes, took the keys and handbag, hurried out the door, and went directly to the elevator to the garage.

The car seemed to be driving in the water, and it was difficult to drive to the coffee shop, parked the car and went in, and saw that there were still a few customers inside.It must be true love to be able to come here to drink coffee in such a ghostly weather, but it may also be because I am crying in my heart because I am trapped here and cannot go back.

"Boss, are you here?" Wang Xin came up to greet him. "It's raining so hard today, the boss doesn't need to come here. I don't think there will be many guests today, and the few of us can handle it."

"Well, I see that the rain is too heavy, and the wind outside is also very strong. When I came here, I heard the weather forecast. It was an orange rainstorm warning at night. If the rain doesn't stop at night, I will send you back. I also sent a message to Shi Sheng. Give it to him, tell him not to come over, just go back. Tonight, you are a little bit more persistent, and you will close early later." Zhuang Yuan looked at the customers staring out of the window with some anxiety, and then raised his voice, "Well, it is raining heavily today, and our shop is closed every day. A cake is delivered to the table. Don’t worry, you can also call a taxi here.”

Hearing that the boss was treating guests to snacks, although they were still anxious, the faces of the guests relaxed a lot.

The rain continued to fall violently, and the sky soon became dark. The street lamps lit up one by one, but they looked so dim in the rain, as if they would be extinguished by the wind and rain in an instant.It looks like it’s still early, but there’s no one on the road, and it looks like it’s night from the outside. Seeing that there are no customers in the store, there should be no one who would run away in the rain at night when they are full and have nothing to do. Having a cup of coffee, Zhuang Yuan greeted a few people to close up.

Anyway, he is the boss, so he can leave work whenever he wants, which is quite free.

In the violent storm, he sent the shop assistants home one by one, and by the way, he also told him to pay attention to traffic safety when he went to work the next day. When he returned home, he opened the door but saw that the room was dark and there was no one there.

What about Shi Sheng?Didn't you tell him to go home directly?Where will he go at this time?Are you still reading in the school library?But on weekdays, Shi Sheng would come back after class, either to work part-time or come back to do cleaning before going into the room to read.

Zhuang Yuan called, but it showed that the other party had turned off his phone.

Is he waiting or waiting?But it's raining so hard...how about he go to the coffee shop first?If there is no him, there is no way. The school is so big that he can't search every place.

In particular, Shi Sheng is just his employee, not his beloved.

Zhuang Yuan looked out of the window, the wind and rain were still so violent, and the darkness of the night looked like it was about to be overwhelmed.He sighed and turned to go out.Driving back to the coffee shop, through the dimly swaying kerosene lamp, I saw a lonely figure standing at the door of the shop.

He got out of the car, with a bit of anger, "Didn't I tell you to go back? Why are you here?"

The young man was drenched as if he had just been fished out of the water. He looked at Zhuang Yuan, his eyes were wet, and he replied tremblingly, "I... probably my phone is broken, I didn't... see it."

"You go back when you find something wrong, why are you waiting here?" Are you so stupid!Go back when you see no one.Of course, the angry Shohara forgot how quiet this street is, and at this time the taxi couldn't even see a ghost.

"I, I don't think it's time to get off work... I'm afraid... some guests... will come. I, I was going to take another look, and I'm going to go home when I'm ready." Shi Sheng's answer was already a bit incoherent , Zhuang Yuan frowned and took his hand, it was as cold as ice.

I don't know how long it has been raining, so it can't go on like this.

Zhuang Yuan pulled the drowsy young man into the car, put him in the back seat, and drove home directly.

Turn on the light and turn on the air conditioner, and fill the bathtub with water, strip off some not sober guys and throw them directly into the bathtub to soak.He thought about it, and ran to the kitchen to boil a pot of ginger soup. The old ginger would not be peeled, so the effect would be better.He went into the bathroom again, dried the limp young man and changed his clothes.

Regarding the matter of looking at other people's bodies, Zhuang Yuan said that they are all big men, and if they look at it, they will see that they are hairy and amazing.Is he still responsible?What is the responsibility of a big man...

Then forced him to drink two big bowls of hot ginger soup, and stuffed him under the quilt.

I don't know if Shi Sheng will have a fever at night. Both of his parents died and he has no one to take care of him.No matter how mature and hardworking you usually are, you are still a college student who has not graduated. Such a sudden burden will eventually cause panic in your heart.

Zhuang Yuan sat by the bed, dimmed the lamp, and took the quilt to sleep on the side.

He can also take care of young people if they have a fever and get sick in the middle of the night.

In the dead of night, Zhuang Yuan was suddenly awakened by a low sound. The young man beside him was talking about something. He touched the young man's forehead and felt a low fever.Before he could get out of bed to get the antipyretics, the young man grabbed his hand and held on tightly.

As if grabbing the only piece of driftwood, like the last ray of sunshine in the dark, the young man had great strength in his hands, and he refused to let go.

Grasping so tightly, so hard, so unwilling to let go.

Ah dear, if you grab my wrist again, it will break... I will definitely fire you by then! ! ! !Though thinking this way, Zhuang Yuan didn't break the young man's hand, but stroked his hair and softly comforted him, "It's okay, it's okay. You'll be fine."

Once, when he was in the hospital bed, when he was so ill that he wanted to die, his mother would hold his hand like this and comfort him gently.

Throughout the night, the young man did not let go of his hand.

It was still raining, but the violent rain whip finally softened, pattering, ticking.

Shi Sheng opened his eyes in a daze, and what he saw was his boss leaning against the head of the bed with his eyes closed as if he was sleeping.And his hand is holding the boss.

Shi Sheng was startled, he was a bit confused for the time being, but he quickly remembered that he rushed to the store after class yesterday and found the store was closed, but he was afraid that there would be customers coming, and he didn't dare to slip away without the boss saying he was off work. It rained for a long time, and then...the boss came and took him home.

Although it is not clear what happened in the shower afterwards, he still probably remembers it.

The boss... took care of him all night?

The sleeping boss looked closer than usual, his hair was a little disheveled, and there was a red mark on his face that he didn't know if he was knocked on the pillow. It was light and faint, like a girl's blush.And the boss's face was so close to him, he could feel his thin breath hitting his face, making his face burn a little.

Looking carefully, he has always felt that the boss is very comfortable and quiet, as if standing under the green vines in summer, blowing the cool breeze, and took off his glasses. He stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, as if getting an electric shock, he withdrew his hand again.

What is he doing?

He must be bewitched.

The author has something to say: Zhuang Yuan: What are you doing, get out! ! !I'm taking a shower, you go out

Someone: Just take a look, don't be nervous.

Zhuang Yuan went crazy: Get out of here! ! !

Someone: You didn’t say that it’s nothing for a big man to look at, I just look at it

Zhuang Yuan burst into tears: I was wrong...