365 Difficult Ways To Live

Ever since Xia Yihan joined the Superman, Song Qingyang wanted to fight with her. To be precise, it started when she appeared at the Superman.

But Xia Yihan didn't want to fight with her. To be precise, he didn't want to talk to her. In the early days of joining, he didn't take the initiative to say a word or two. Usually meeting was either for office work or for study and training.

But Song Qingyang didn't give up, she wanted to provoke, but even if it was provocative, Xia Yihan still wouldn't dump her.

For example, after breakfast, Xia Yihan was going to the office to sort out the documents, but Song Qingyang appeared out of nowhere and followed her sneakily.

If they don't go out, they usually wear pajamas, lazy slippers, and sometimes a headband or headband, which can be described as a must-have at home.

Xia Yihan was wearing a set of green dinosaur spring pajamas, with a small hat on the back, which was almost useless, just a decoration.

Song Qingyang followed, jumped forward suddenly, and slapped his hat, "Come on, heads-up!"

After speaking, he flicked away again, taking a defensive posture.

Xia Yihan knew it was her, she had noticed it just after she got out, but she kept her face and walked to the office on her own.

Song Qingyang stood there for a while, seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she took small steps to catch up with her, hit the dinosaur hat again, and the hat flicked up, quickly fell, and lay on Xia Yihan's back.

Song Qingyang bounced away quickly again, with both hands on his chest: "Come on, one-on-one!"

Xia Yihan walked to the door, opened the door and went in, and closed the door by the way.

Song Qingyang felt that her self-esteem had been hurt. No one had ever felt ignoring her, Song Xiaobang, never—because all those who ignored her were beaten up by her.

With the determination to kill the other party, Song Qingyang opened the door, walked in aggressively, walked to the desk, Xia Yihan was checking the serial numbers of the electronic files and paper, his eyes went back and forth between the desktop and the screen, never taking his eyes off.

Song Qingyang felt that her self-esteem was about to crack, she walked behind Xia Yihan and abused her hat crazily.

"One-on-one." As he said, he slapped his hat.

"Let's single out!" He hit again.

"Don't you dare?" Again.

"Are you afraid of me so you can't look me in the eye?" Again.

Xia Yihan raised his hand suddenly, and handed a document in front of her.

Song Qingyang immediately assumed a fighting posture, ready to receive hidden weapons empty-handed at any time.

"What does this word read?"

Song Qingyang came forward, looked at the name on the cover, scratched his head, then took out his mobile phone to check, "Read biao."

"Okay, you read the name and serial number, and I'll check it." Xia Yihan gave her all the documents, and looked at the screen by himself, so he didn't have to toss back and forth between the documents and the screen.

Song Qingyang usually helped Muyu do this, and formed a conditioned reflex. Looking at the piles of documents, he took them and began to report the serial number and name.

So, the two of them worked efficiently in the office, and checked all the files of the target objects in one morning.

After finishing work, Song Qingyang was hungry and was about to go to eat, but when he stepped out of the office, he realized something was wrong, feeling like he was being fooled.

Song Qingyang, whose self-esteem exploded, made up her mind to rub Xia Yihan well, otherwise she didn't know who was responsible for the superman's force!

She tried many methods, but all were in vain. Xia Yihan didn't know whether he used the shielding function or deliberately concealed his strength, but he turned a blind eye to her provocation, and didn't even bother to retaliate.

Seeing Song Qingyang's gloomy look, Chu Yu comforted and said, "She may be too tired from jumping in front of me, and she needs to save her energy in other places, or she will die from overwork."

What Chu Yu said was the truth, Xia Yihan often couldn't stop his hands and feet in front of her, and his small mouth kept talking, Chu Yu sometimes thought: Where did she get so much energy?Later, she realized that she had accumulated a lot of energy elsewhere, which could be concentrated and exploded.

However, with Chu Yu's reminder, Song Qingyang finally came up with a unique trick, which could definitely attract Xia Yihan's attention.

The next day, when everyone was sitting around having breakfast, Chu Yu took a custard bun. The tip of the bun was a little yellow, so it was easy to tell. When Song Qingyang saw it, he immediately twisted his shoulders: "Sister, I want to eat this."

Everyone in the room looked at her in unison, and Fang Datuo even showed the affection of "caring for mentally handicapped children" in his eyes, and wanted to take her body temperature.

Before Chu Yu could finish his mouth, he put the steamed stuffed bun into her bowl, and made another one himself.

Xia Yihan raised his eyes and said to Song Qingyang: "You are not allowed to call her sister."

Song Qingyang said while eating: "Sister Chu is my sister, my mother and her grandma are best friends, we almost got married!"

Chu Yu was eating steamed stuffed buns, and his tongue and teeth couldn't be free, so he took some time out of his busy schedule: "Don't make trouble, have you ever seen a leader beg for help with his subordinates?"

As soon as Chu Yu said it, Song Qingyang immediately followed Mao, showing the flattering spirit of an excellent subordinate: "Good sister!"

Xia Yihan frowned, and Song Qingyang's shadow was reflected in his dark pupils.

After the meal, the table was cleared away, and Song Qingyang was about to go upstairs to take the members of the secret operation team for training. She was changing her shoes when she suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing behind her.

"Aren't you a stick, how can you talk?"

Song Qingyang stopped what he was doing, and his expression began to be puzzled.

Xia Yihan stared straight at her, "Aren't you a stick, why do you still want to eat?"

Song Qingyang's expression gradually lost control.

"Aren't you a stick, why do you have a sister?"

Song Qingyang's expression twisted, and finally he yelled, turned around and wrestled with Xia Yihan.

Half an hour later, Mu Yu came out with a coffee cup in his arms, and was about to sit on the balcony for a while. When he passed by the living room, he saw Xia Yihan and Song Qingyang were both there, but they were far away. One was standing in the aisle near the kitchen, the other was standing Behind the sofa, but all facing the wall, standing upright and motionless.

Muyu hugged the cup and floated behind Song Qingyang: "What's the matter, where is the wall facing?"

Song Qingyang nodded, but said nothing.Seeing her disheveled hair, and looking at Xia Yihan who was facing the wall on the other side, Mu Yu probably guessed what was going on.

Suddenly, she flared her nostrils, raised her head, took a deep breath, and smelled a scent of perfume—like lavender and jasmine, with a touch of gentleness in the elegance, a strand of luxury in the gentleness, and an extension of the fragrance in the luxury. The low-key scent makes people know that this perfume is expensive when they smell it at first glance!

Half an hour ago, Xia Yihan and Song Qingyang were fighting happily. With a sound of "baji—", the glass bottle on the shelf shattered, the colorless liquid flowed all over the floor, and the fragrance quickly filled the whole room.

This is the perfume that Chu Yu specially ordered. It just arrived today. The crystal clear bottle is very beautiful. It is placed on the antique shelf, and I took the opportunity to show it off in front of the staff—look at your director, how many people there are? taste!

As a result, it died in less than half a day after putting it on, without using a single drop.

The price of this perfume is not low, and Chu Yu managed to make a fortune. She didn't embezzle public funds, but bought it out of her own pocket. Looking at the "body" on the floor tiles, she was heartbroken, and wished she could tie Xia Yihan and Song Qingyang together and hang them together. I sold it online and got the money back for the perfume.

But it was impossible to sell. In a fit of anger, she fined them both to face the wall for two hours, and they were not allowed to move without her order.

Xia Yihan and Song Qingyang knew that they had caused a disaster, and the disaster was more expensive, so they couldn't afford to sell them both.

So they face the wall upright, not daring to shake their bodies, and confess their crimes to the wall with their thoughts.

Muyu observed the appearance of the two of them, Song Qingyang's hair was messed up, Xia Yihan's clothes were messed up, and their collars were all torn out. Looking at it this way, it was unclear who had the upper hand.

Muyu's heart of gossip ignited, and the strength of Xiaohuaihua and the mace has always been a topic she and Fang Datuo talked about, and this time finally came a chance to "reveal the answer". Will let it go: "Who wins you or Xiaohan?"

Song Qingyang purposely raised his voice so that his friends from "the other side of the mountain" could hear: "I let her in this time, otherwise her legs would have been broken, and she would probably have to lie 'facing the ceiling'."

Mu Yu listened to what she said, the two should be almost evenly matched, and he didn't know if he had exerted all his strength.

The words clearly reached Xia Yihan, but she didn't move, she didn't even turn her head, and she didn't seem to respond.

Mu Yu looked at her back, saw no movement, then exited the spectator mode and continued to walk to the balcony.

Suddenly, a sentence floated from Xia Yihan: "She thought she was a golden cudgel, I just checked it, and it was actually an enoki mushroom."

Although the words were not loud, the living room was quiet and spacious, and they were accurately conveyed to Mu Yu and Song Qingyang's ears without saying a single word.

Song Qingyang's expression was distorted, and with a howl, she rushed over with baring teeth and claws: "Ahhh - I'm going to kill you!

When Muyu turned around again, the two of them fought together again and rolled onto the sofa. Song Qingyang rubbed against Xia Yihan's body vigorously, trying to stab her to death with the iron spikes on his body.

And Xia Yihan tried his best to tear her away, not wanting any physical contact.

Muyu held the cup and stood there expressionless, as if seeing two milk lions biting each other.

But this time they didn't fight for long, the door of the director's bedroom opened, and Chu Yu came out with a lot of flair.

She was wearing a beige-colored dress with a chiffon lining on the inside and a hollow lace pattern on the outside. Her long legs were looming, and her hair was curled with a curling iron the night before. At this moment, the foamy long hair shawls her shoulders, fresh and elegant.

She walked into the living room and saw the two on the sofa, with their hands folded, their voices lowered: "Are you trying to piss me off?"

She is going to attend her classmate's wedding soon, so she dressed up specially, and she should wear some perfume in the end, but now she can only deal with it with toilet water.

When Xia Yihan and Song Qingyang saw her, they immediately separated, returned to their respective positions, and stood upright again.

But Xia Yihan couldn't stand still this time, she quietly turned her head to look at Chu Yu, her small eyes couldn't be hidden.

Chu Yu looked at the messy sofa and coffee table, and realized the seriousness of the problem—they had to give them a look, otherwise the roof would have to be demolished in the future, and their fighting power was comparable to that of huskies and Alaska.

"You," Chu Yu looked at Song Qingyang, "this month's salary will be confiscated and used for food expenses in the office."

Muyu said he was happy to hear and see, and it has been a long time since Chuli went to eat hot pot together.

"You," Chu Yu looked at Xia Yihan again, and suddenly remembered that she had no salary, and it was completely voluntary labor at Superman's place, which was equivalent to criminals being reformed through labor in prison. There was living allowance, but it would not be paid to her. Instead, Fang Datuo purchased daily necessities in a unified manner.

Finally, Chu Yu finally came up with a solution, "Give us a month's massage!"

Chu Yu experienced Xia Yihan's SPA technique and felt very satisfied, so he finally seized the opportunity to enjoy it for a long time.

"Do you have an opinion?"

Seeing that Chu Yu was so angry that the fairy frowned, the two of them acquiesced, how dare they have any objections.

Chu Yu put on his bag and flung his hair out the door.

Later, Chu Yu discovered that punishment didn't work for the two of them. They would still fight when they wanted to. It was an uncontrollable passion.

Although she repeatedly told Xia Yihan: Xiao Bang actually wants you to play with her and fight with her, but if you ignore her, she will make you jealous!

But Xia Yihan didn't listen, she just wanted to strangle all the giant babies named Chu Yu's "sisters" in their cradles.

In the end, Chu Yufo, she simply drew a "playing field" on the fourth floor, where Xia Yihan used to let out the wind, it was an empty dam, not afraid of breaking things, allowing the two of them to play freely, and by the way, to strengthen their bodies. Exercise daily.

At the same time, she also knew that Xia Yihan and Song Qingyang, as the only mentally handicapped people in the office, had a spiritual connection in some points.Fighting may be their way of communicating.

As she wished, Xia Yihan and Song Qingyang really became acquainted with each other.Among the staff, Xia Yihan was the first to take the initiative to talk to Song Qingyang. Although Song Qingyang usually said ten sentences, she only said one sentence, but at least she had the desire to communicate.

The two of them often fought each other's tricks, and they were familiar with each other's routines. Later, at work, the tacit understanding became better and better. Song Qingyang really wanted to develop Xia Yihan into his little brother, and it was very easy to use.

Later, Chu Yu found that the two of them hardly fought, and the atmosphere became much more harmonious.

It turned out that when Song Qingyang celebrated his birthday, Xia Yihan bought a genuine mace, which was nearly one meter long and weighed three kilograms.

Chu Yu struggled to lift this stick, but Song Qingyang loved it so much that he put it in the room and wiped it every day.

All her attention was on Brother Bang, she didn't have the energy to hook up with Chu Yu, and Xia Yihan didn't beat her up again.

At first, Chu Yu thought that Xia Yihan's gift to Song Qingyang was due to the relationship developed during the fight, but later she found out that it didn't seem to be the case.

Xia Yihan began to "slander" her: "Why don't we let Song Xiaobang and Mace become sworn brothers, so that she will recognize him as her sister?"

Lest she keep calling your attention.

Chu Yu: "..."

After a few months of peace, Muyu got up to eat breakfast and found that they were fighting again, very attentively.

The reason was that Song Qingyang ate the bean paste buns on the table, which Xia Yihan baked specially for Chu Yu.

In the end, Xia Yihan finally understood why Song Qingyang, being a stick, could talk and eat.

"I'll tell you a secret." Song Qingyang looked around, rolled his eyes, and finally lowered his voice, as if he was about to reveal state secrets.

"Tell me." Xia Yihan stood still.

"I'm different from those idiots outside, I can anthropomorphize!"

Xia Yihan gave a thumbs up: "Oh, that's great."

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Many words may be blocked in the next chapter, I will revise it again, it should be reposted tomorrow~