The Love Caused by Two Samoyeds

Hearing the sound of the door of Yang Zhe's house closing, Sui Junyi jumped up from the sofa in a jerk, having fun, his feet changed from limping to lingering microsteps in an instant.

Sui Junyi rushed to Yang Zhe's bedroom, threw himself on Yang Zhe's bed and rolled around, leaned on the two pillows and arched, then propped his head up to look at Yang Zhe's bedroom, it was simple, generous, exquisite and tidy, it really was an elite In the men's room, it's right to dislike yourself.Sui Junyi jumped out of bed and opened Yang Zhe's big wardrobe. What the hell is this? The clothes are hung according to the shade of the color, and the area is divided by white tape on the top. The word "suit" is written in the middle , looking to the right, it is a shirt. There is still a piece of tape pasted on the top, and the shirt is written in the center. The bottom, like a parking lot, is neatly drawn with squares, and the underwear is written in the center. Looking down, there is actually a square safe with a label on it. Safe—— Sui Junyi feels that he is not feeling well. This guy is probably sick. He thinks that Yang Zhe cleaned it up for him yesterday. The look of the underpants, didn't line his big wardrobe, thank you so much.

After closing the door of the big closet, Sui Junyi ran to the restroom and picked up his tooth bowl nervously. Sure enough, the area under the cup was taped with the words tooth bowl, hand sanitizer, facial cleanser—they all had their own Fixed living area.Damn it, what kind of breed is this? Why didn’t I find it a few times before? Also, I stared at the face and body of the person a few times before. Sure enough, people can’t make decisions down, so they have to be punished. After a long time, you can know this person's personality, tsk tsk, Sui Junyi watched from room to room, wandering from the first floor to the second floor, this person is really, even the grocery room is as neat as milk in a supermarket shelves.

Sui Junyi sighed unceasingly, and exited from the sundry room, Sui Junyi found a small room, he opened the door, I f*ck it, talent, the room is not big, it is full of awards and trophies, big and small, dazzling golden eyes, Sui Junyi Go in, what are the three good students, study pacesetters, outstanding class cadres, outstanding party members, bronze medals in college basketball games, and directors of radio stations?

Gold Medal in the National Undergraduate Accounting Knowledge Contest?

National Photography Exhibition First Prize?

Provincial first prize for youth painting?

This Yang Zhe of Jacksu can actually draw?Sui Junyi looked at a row of trophies for painting. There were so many awards, big and small. Why didn't he work as a photographer or designer instead of working as an accountant?

Sui Junyi sighed, suddenly there was a feeling that the two were far apart, just as he was about to go out, he suddenly found a small room inside, Sui Junyi walked over, twisted the handle, and locked it.

The safe, so many trophies are not locked, what kind of treasure is in this crappy house, people are like this, the more they can’t see it, the more curious they are, but, curiosity is curiosity, Sui Junyi still knows that without the permission of others, you can’t open it casually The truth of moving people's things.

He suppressed the urge to pick the lock in his heart, returned to the bedroom, stretched the bed that he had just tossed so that there was not even a crease in it, and then he came back to the living room, sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and glanced at it. Looking at the magazines and cardboard boxes on the coffee table, he carefully pouted his buttocks and reached out to pick them up. There is no writing here, and there were no words in his kitchen and dining room a few times ago. He is really smart enough.

I have to consider whether I want to continue to like him. I have a boyfriend with obsessive-compulsive disorder and sensibility. It's uncomfortable.

Sui Junyi watched TV and thought wildly, thinking of Yang Zhe's return.

When Yang Zhe was cutting tomatoes in the kitchen, Sui Junyi followed him in, moved a stool, sat in front of the table and looked at him with a dragging face. Yang Zhe skillfully peeled the tomatoes, cut them four times horizontally and four times vertically, and then began to cut them down the middle .

"Hey~ Even a small tomato is cut to the same size, do you really have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

Yang Zhe paused his hand, "Well, occupational disease."

"Is the accountant tired?"

"Every job will be tiring, isn't the doctor tired?" Yang Zhe asked back.

"Tired, but our hospital is alright. We are a specialized hospital. You see, I usually don't have evening shifts. Only the little nurses can work harder. We'll basically be fine after the check-up."

"How do you want to be a doctor?"

"It was watching a Hong Kong drama about a doctor, and I thought being a doctor is pretty cool, and you can flirt with many people. What about you, why did you become an accountant? I have trophies for seeing your photography and painting."

"Have you been upstairs?" Yang Zhe stopped what he was doing, turned his head and leaned over to look at Sui Junyi, "Have you entered the small room inside?"

Sui Junyi was taken aback by a sense of oppression, that room might be a minefield, "No, you're locked, why don't I go in, what treasures are there, I'm not willing to show it to others."

"It's nothing, it's just a memory." Yang Zhe turned his head and stopped looking at him, continuing to cut the tomato in his hand.

"Oh, yes, hehehe." Sui Junyi laughed dryly twice.

Yang Zhe stopped talking, and the two were filled with embarrassment.

"I studied accounting because of that man."

It was not until the tomatoes were cut that Yang Zhe broke the silence.

"First love?" What kind of person is Yang Zhe's first love, who can fascinate people so much that he changes his will.

"Well, first love."

"Do you still like it now?"

"Love."

Sui Junyi felt that he was suffocating, not because of liking, but because of love.

"How long?"

"From the second year of high school." After so long, I still love...

"Are you still in touch?"

"If you don't contact me, that person doesn't know me at all."

Hold?Or crush? !

"You haven't talked to anyone since?"

"Well, no." This kind of infatuation is extinct! !

"Then does she have a partner now?"

"No, I don't know." Sui Junyi looked at Yang Zhe's eyes that were dead silent and lifeless, and suddenly he felt distressed. It was all a secret love, so why is it too urgent.

"...Why are you so cowardly, do you have her contact information?"

"No." Poor like a kite that has lost the wind.

"...You still like her without her recent situation? Do you know if she is a pig now?"

"It doesn't matter, even if I become a pig, I like it." Yang Zhe smiled at Sui Junyi.

I can't save this baby, and at the same time feel sorry for myself for a second, the person I have a crush on, someone else I have a crush on.

"Why don't you chase after me? You are so good?"

"Am I good?" Yang Zhe narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Well, just by looking at your hut you can tell how Jack Sue you are."

"I'm waiting, wait for an opportunity." Yang Zhe wiped the tomato juice on his hands.

"Don't worry, I'll help you when the time comes." Sui Junyi stood up and patted Yang Zhe's head comfortingly, "Poor child, I have been secretly in love with someone for more than ten years."

"What about you, is there anyone you like?" Yang Zhe asked with a smile.

Sui Junyi just wanted to say no, but changed his mind temporarily, "There is one," Sui Junyi said, "but it's still in the investigation period, so I don't know whether to close the net."

Yang Zhe gave a smirk with a clear look, "Tell me when you close the net, and I will help you too."

"need."

Let me comfort you, little Zhezhe.

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Laughing wildly again.