First love is poisonous

Liu Ke froze when he patted the keyboard, and quickly denied, "You heard wrong, it's your ex-boyfriend."

The meat that has been waiting for ten years is about to be served, how can Dong Yi allow this meat to be fake.He raised his hand and tugged at the collar, strode forward without hesitation, grabbed someone, bowed his head and kissed——

Unable to escape, Liu Ke once again hated the height difference between the two, then quickly raised the keyboard to block it in front of him, and said loudly, "This is an old keyboard in my hand! Huan Rui also used it, he is a big Bong!"

The feeling of the lips touching the keyboard is not pleasant at all, and it hurts when the tip of the nose hits the keyboard.Dong Yi slowly stood up straight, looked down at the letter keys he had just kissed, and pursed his lips tightly.

"The box where this keyboard is placed is not very clean either. It used to contain a feather duster." The hand on his shoulder shook imperceptibly, and Liu Ke poked his head out from behind the keyboard, and water began to leak from his stomach, "And the duster The feather duster is what I used to sweep the bathroom shelves, and occasionally I also clean the small windows on the bathroom part-time, you know, the bathroom is very humid, and the bacteria grow better than other places.”

There was murderous look in Dong Yi's eyes, but the hand on his shoulder was persistent and refused to let go.

Liu Ke backed away, but couldn't move, stretched out his hand to push, but couldn't push away.

The two stood in an intimate and ambiguous posture, one tried to kill the keyboard with his eyes, and the other jealously counted the difference in height and strength, and there was a stalemate for a while.

The fool who was biting the pillow in the living room suddenly looked up and looked around, then ran to Liu Ke's feet and turned around without hesitation, turned his butt against Dong Yi's home cotton slippers, and squatted down .

Dong Yi frowned, finally took a step back and let go of his hand, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and looked at Liu Ke silently.

A big man about 1.8 meters tall, with a very cold and handsome expression, but with some grievances in his eyes... Liu Ke turned his head and exhaled the smile welling up in his throat. He bent down and touched its head, praised the dog in his heart, put down the keyboard, picked it up and walked towards the bathroom.

Dong Yi wiped his lips sideways, watched his thin figure disappear behind the bathroom door, tried his best to ignore the hairy feeling on his lips, and followed.

Liu Ke put the fancy bag on the dog toilet, coaxed it in a low voice, and asked without raising his head, "Is 2603 yours too?"

Dong Yi stood at the door and watched them interact with each other. Although his face was still dark, his tone softened, and he replied honestly, "Yes."

Sure enough...Liu Ke squeezed Hanbao's ears, and continued to ask, "You sent that intermediary?"

"His name is Liu Jin, and he is my financial manager." Dong Yi took a step forward, looked at the line of his neck that was exposed when he lowered his head, his Adam's apple moved, and added, "It's not me who tampered with the contract. What he ordered, he made up his own mind." Although it is not in vain, but the sweetheart has not been fully recovered, the soot dust on his body can be washed off a little...

Liu Ke was completely unaware of his inappropriate gaze. Seeing that Han Bao had been circling on the dog toilet without any intention of urinating, he rolled up his sleeves and took the dog wipes beside him, and began to wipe his dirty fur. , "When did you investigate me?"

Dong Yi shifted his gaze, looked at the wrist exposed after pulling up his sleeve, moved his finger, and put it in his pocket, "After you move here. Xiaoke, go for a physical examination tomorrow, I will accompany you, you too skinny."

"No." Liu Ke threw away the wet tissue, put Hanbao on the ground, pushed its little butt, and drove it to the living room, got up and went to the washstand to wash his hands, looked at Dong Yi in the mirror, with a calm expression , "I want to accompany Uncle Qian to familiarize myself with the surrounding environment tomorrow, so I don't have time."

Dong Yi also looked at the mirror, couldn't help but stepped forward and stretched out his hand, "Xiao Ke, I can accompany you to get acquainted."

"No need." Liu Ke bent down and picked up the toilet brush under the washstand, turned around and pointed at him, motioning for the bathroom door, "Don't come here, go back, I'm going to wash and go to bed."

Dong Yi: "..."

"Will you go back?" Liu Ke took a step forward threateningly, hooked the corner of his mouth, showing a malicious smile, "Or do you want to have a close contact with my brush?"

"The last question." Dong Yi backed away knowingly, while thinking of a hundred ways to snatch the toilet brush and then hug the person and throw him down, his eyes glanced vaguely at his collarbone exposed outside his pajamas and the smile on his mouth, His eyes deepened, and he asked, "How did you find out that there is a door behind the bookcase?"

Liu Ke sneered, "The bookcase on your side and the bookcase on my side are the same series of different models and colors, and the decoration style is also very similar, so it's easy to recognize." At first, I didn't think much about it, but when I saw the bookcase After the investigation report, he only hated himself for not thinking too much before!

Dong Yimo was actually exposed at such a mentally handicapped link...

"Can we go?"

Dong Yi stared at him for a while, then suddenly bent sideways around the toilet brush flexibly and touched his face lightly, said "good night" in a low voice, then turned and strode away.

Liu Ke raised his hand and touched the skin on his cheeks, lowered his head, the sneer on the corner of his mouth slowly subsided, and finally turned into an awkward expression that didn't look like a smile, and didn't want to cry. It's over, and you'll have to bear it later."

After finishing speaking, I was stunned for a while, then smirked, then quickly shook my head to straighten my expression, threw away the toilet brush I just bought and hadn't had time to use in two days, and trot towards the fool who was rolling in the living room, "Damn it, I'm coming!"

Han Bao was frightened by the madness of his rushing towards him, howled and wanted to jump on the sofa, but the dog had short legs, so he couldn't get up after jumping for a long time.

"I caught you!" Liu Ke grabbed it and rubbed it hard, fell back on the sofa, hugged it and looked at the chandelier on the ceiling for a while, his mind drifted endlessly "This house belongs to Dong Xiaoyi, so Could this lamp be bought by Dong Xiaoyi?" "Has Dong Xiaoyi ever lay down on this sofa" and other messy thoughts, pulled up the pillow to cover his face, turned over, and beat the sofa.

Later, after ten years, he finally had someone who could say "later".

Dong Yi returned to 2602 with a confused air, and looked at Uncle Qian who was guarding the living room with a tigerish face.

"It's messed up again?" Uncle Qian took a serious look at his expression, sighed and asked, "Tell me, what's the reason this time? Xiao Ke's expression when he opened the door didn't look like he was begging for peace at all." If it’s good, it’s frightening, but it’s like being hit, and my heart is ashamed.”

"Move the bookcase between 2602 and 2603." Dong Yi replied in a wrong way.

Uncle Qian was puzzled when he heard the words, "Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

"Move the bookcase between 2603 and 2601, too. Let the housekeeper come over tomorrow to reorganize the room and restore it to the way it was opened before." Dong Yi finished speaking quickly, and the cold air on his face finally dissipated. He hooked the corner of his mouth and showed a smile. , "Xiao Ke already knows about the house."

Uncle Qian stared blankly, "What?"

"I will formally bring Xiao Ke over to serve you tea in a few days." Dong Yi said happily, then turned and went back to the bedroom.

Uncle Qian was stunned for a long time before digesting the information he said, patted his forehead, shook his head and laughed, "This is really... Really, this kid, he still speaks out of breath..."

"Uncle Qian." Dong Yi emerged from the room again, his smile disappeared, and he frowned, "When Xiao Ke opened the door, did he look ashamed?"

Uncle Qian was frightened by his killing the carbine, so he gave him an angry look, and replied, "I don't want to ask you, what did you do. When Xiaoke opened the door, his eyes were not bright at all, and he looked like he was disillusioned It’s like you’re alive, just like you were two years ago, you’re still alive but you don’t have any heat on your body.”

Dong Yi didn't answer, and fell silent for a while, then suddenly strode towards the large floor-to-ceiling bookcase in the living room.

As the night deepened, behind the large bookcase in the study room, the door that should have been closed was suddenly slowly pushed open, and the warm yellow light shone over, clearly illuminating a little fluffy figure squatting at the door.

"Wang!"

Dong Yi hurriedly knelt down and covered Han Bao's mouth, carefully glanced at the direction of the study door, frowned, picked Han Bao up, and walked towards the living room.

The large bookcase that had been removed lay in the middle of the room, occupying most of the open space in the room. He walked around the bookcase, but accidentally kicked a cardboard box on the side of the bookcase.With a clatter, a few stacks of draft paper piled on the cardboard box fell to the ground, hitting his back with pain.He lowered his head, and through the dim light coming from behind the door, he happened to see the words "After Reading "The Lost City"" on the front of the draft paper.

"The Lost City", his book published last year, is about a murderer in a small town.When he was writing this book, he was in a very bad state, full of distorted ideas in his mind to find a way to vent his repressed emotions. Although the response of this book was very good, he never opened it again.

... That's right, Xiao Ke is still his own book fan.Cheeky, shy, awkward, etc., he hesitated for a while, then bent down to pick up the stack of draft paper, walked back to the door and sat on the floor with the fool in his arms. The mentality of "peeking at the love letter written by my sweetheart to me" looked at the draft paper.

[The murderer Mr. L in the book kills the black shadow that stole his memory over and over again. Outside the book, I suddenly feel terrified. Even Mr. L, who is as powerful as Mr. L, is so afraid of the disappearance of his memory, what about me?Although the past didn't end well, I don't want to forget it. ]

[Mr. L's life ended at the age of 27, and he chose to use the cruelest way to end the plunder of memory by time.Holding the newly bought recording pen, I opened my mouth several times and tried to retell the past, but found that the memory of the past has been blurred in a fog, and all the good and bad things are choked in my throat, so I can only speak out in vain. A meaningless gasp. ]

[Mr. L still has a crow singing a soul song for him, and as for me, I am wandering alone in the world, when my life comes to an end, who will be there for me. ]

[Many years ago, I nestled in the corner of an alley with a stray cat. At that time, I had the face of a teenager and felt that there was still hope for the future.Now I look at Mr. L's 27 years old, think of my past self, and can't help but start to imagine Mr. L's youth.No one is born to be a murderer. A person who can build a nest for a wounded crow should be warm and happy.A poor person like me was happy in his youth, so what about Mr. L?What was he like in his youth?Has he been happy too?Is it because he is so reluctant to lose the memory of the past because there are people who are important to him? ]

……

[May time turn back and we will always be teenagers. ]

Papa, the handwriting on the draft paper was wet and smeared with tears, Dong Yi raised his hand to cover his eyes, and leaned back against the door frame.

The author has something to say:

PS: Liu Ke: Someone wrote me a love letter.

Dong Yi: Someone also wrote to me.

Liu Ke [white eyes]: Wake up, stop dreaming.

Dong Yi [referring to the big box and bookmarking it after reading it]: Look, it's all there.

Stupid Bao: Wang!