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Zhou Ze plunged into the back kitchen, his heart was filled with enthusiasm, and then he slumped and sat on the floor, his head getting heavier and heavier.

"Eh? Xiao Zhou, why are you sleeping here?"

Zhou Ze was in a daze and didn't know how long he had slept. Chef Steven woke him up from the side by speaking broken Chinese.

"I'm sorry, I... I accidentally fell asleep."

Steven was modest and shook his head, "It's fine."

"Then chef, I'm going out first." Zhou Ze nodded slightly and said.

"okay."

When Zhou Ze rubbed his head and went out, the sky had already darkened. He just wanted to say hello to the manager when he saw Han Yingdong in the far corner.

He is still here?

Han Yingdong had already seen Zhou Ze, staring at all his movements, his whole body seemed to be frozen in a certain frame of the camera, Zhou Ze saw that there were still coffee stains on the collar of his suit, and an inexplicable anger surged mind.

"Get out with me."

Han Yingdong didn't say anything, but quietly looked at Zhou Ze, "Are you finally willing to talk to me?"

"I'm afraid you'll disturb the guests here. I'm off work. If you want to be here, you can do whatever you want. I don't care about you." After finishing speaking, Zhou Ze picked up his schoolbag from a distance, pushed open the door of the western restaurant, and slowly walked out.

Han Yingdong chased up from behind and grabbed his wrist, Zhou Ze turned his head impatiently without any struggle, "I'm going home."

"I'll take it to you."

"No need." Zhou Ze coldly shook off Han Yingdong's hand, and tightened his grip on the strap of his schoolbag, "I'm a big man and don't need anyone to accompany me."

"But I need it." Han Yingdong's eyes were wet, Zhou Ze seemed to see a trace of tears in his eyes in the dark sky, his pitiful appearance was like a little animal begging for love.

Zhou Ze never said any words of refusal heartlessly, and without saying anything, he turned around and walked in the direction of home.

Han Yingdong followed behind him, neither approaching nor far away, as if silently guarding Zhou Ze.

This state lasted for a week, and Zhou Ze couldn't bear it any longer. On a rainy day, he made his final decision.

The fine rain pierced Zhou Ze's eyes through the glass, he looked at Han Yingdong standing in the rain outside the window, took an umbrella and ran out without thinking.

Zhou Ze held the umbrella above Han Yingdong's head, "Do you fucking want to die? Are you so afraid to talk to me? Are you so afraid to stand with me?"

Water droplets hung on Han Yingdong's hair, his body was drenched, his eyes became blurred, and the drops of water on his cheeks did not know whether it was tears or rain.

He said hoarsely, "I'm just afraid that you hate me."

Zhou Ze's tear glands almost lost control, he threw the umbrella in Han Yingdong's arms, "I don't hate you, never have."

Of course Han Yingdong knew that, having been at the same table for so long, how could he not understand him? Zhou Ze didn't hate him, but he didn't like him either, at least not as much as him.

"Go home with an umbrella, don't come back tomorrow." Zhou Ze said helplessly, wiping the rain off his face with his hand.

Han Yingdong's face immediately revealed an expression of grievance, which even gave Zhou Ze the illusion that he could cry out in the next second.

Zhou Ze turned around and said softly through the rain curtain: "I won't come to work tomorrow, I have other things to do, so don't come here and wait foolishly."

After speaking, Zhou Ze ran into the western restaurant.

Han Yingdong looked at the disappearing figure through the umbrella, his heart began to beat strongly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, then he closed his eyes slightly, turned and left.

"Hey! Han Sir is going to attack the tower, where are you going?"

Han Yingdong glanced at the computer, impatiently took off the earphones, turned them back, and directly blocked the voices of his teammates.

As soon as he got excited about playing, there was a knock on the door, which directly overwhelmed the sound of the rain outside.

Han Yingdong walked barefoot on the floor and trot all the way to the door, when a young and handsome face came into view, he was greatly surprised.

Without thinking, he opened the door immediately.

"Zhou Ze?"

Zhou Ze was also taken aback, and he froze in place, "How could it be you?"

Han Yingdong glanced down, seeing that there was still dripping rain on Zhou Ze's trouser legs, he quickly pulled him in, "Let's talk first."

Zhou Ze couldn't accept such a dramatic scene for a while. His family was not in S City, and his uncle asked someone to find him a house here, but he didn't say that it was a shared house!

After getting a general understanding, Han Yingdong patted his head slowly, "I remembered, my dad said a week ago that someone from the family is coming."

"This is your home?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Well, but my parents are not in S city, so I'm the only one at home." Han Yingdong handed a cup of hot water to Zhou Ze, her heart was turbulent, but outside was as calm as water.

Zhou Ze looked around the room, curled his lips, "I'd better go, I'll discuss it with my uncle."

Han Yingdong grabbed Zhou Ze's wrist, "You want to leave after you've come in?"

"Well, I can't help it."

Han Yingdong let go of Zhou Ze, nestled into the sofa with folded arms, and looked at him idly, "You can leave if you want, and give me the liquidated damages first."

"You!" Zhou Ze was so angry that he couldn't say anything. Why did he forget that Han Yingdong is a black-bellied boy!

"Okay, I'll stay here, don't worry, I won't be short of you for rent or anything."

"I live on the second floor, so you can live on the first floor. Don't worry, I'm not so close to the water that I can eat you."

"Ha ha……"

Zhou Ze didn't even think about it, he hurriedly dragged his luggage into the room, as expected, the inside was in a mess, and just about to tidy it up, his uncle called.

"Hey?"

"Ozawa, are you here?"

"Well, it's here, uncle, why didn't you tell me that there are other people in this family?"

"Didn't I say it? I remember I told you, it's okay, you two are about the same age, you should have a lot of topics to talk about."

Yes, many topics.

"By the way, I paid one month's rent for you. I didn't tell you about your parents. If you're in trouble, I'll help you pay the rent later."

"Don't bother, uncle, I will pay the rent myself, and I will only live for a holiday."

The sound insulation of the house is not good, Han Yingdong lay on the floor and heard it clearly, the corners of his lips curled up.

You can choose flesh compensation.

Han Yingdong stood up, took the slippers from the bottom of the bed, put them on, and dragged them all the way outside Zhou Ze's room.

Zhou Ze was stepping on the bed, reaching for the slightly drooping curtains, the moment his clothes were blown up by the wind, Han Yingdong was able to catch a glimpse of his thin waist, his eyes quickly followed the figure, "Come out, I have something to tell you."

When Zhou Ze turned his head, Han Yingdong was no longer behind him, and only his pleasant voice echoed in the air.

He adjusted his clothes and went out.

"Sit." Han Yingdong tried his best to look like a master, and Zhou Ze sat aside, not far away from him.

"Since you are going to live here, let me tell you some precautions. You know I treat you... so first of all, you can't bring any women into my house. Also, don't come into my room unless there are special circumstances. Finally, stay at home You can’t go without clothes, above.”

"Okay." Zhou Ze nodded in response to Han Yingdong's request, "I don't have a girlfriend, so there is no possibility of bringing the opposite sex home. In addition, I am not an exhibitionist, and I don't have the habit of sleeping naked. I don't wear clothes. You can be assured."

"As for the rent..."

"I said I won't owe you anything, I'm just staying here for a vacation, and I'll leave when the vacation is over."

"How do you pay?"

"Go to work tomorrow."

Zhou Ze hadn't said so many words since he entered the house. Han Yingdong was in a daze, and pursed his lips, "I'll give you a week to find a job, is that okay?"

"It won't take half a month, it will be done tomorrow."

"..."

Han Yingdong couldn't understand Zhou Ze's inherent conceit, "You can sell your face and be an actor or something." Han Yingdong said casually, and then went upstairs.

Zhou Ze was thoughtful.

Gently clasping his slender, white fingers, he gently closed his eyes, leaving only his thin eyelashes trembling in the air.

Han Yingdong didn't have the slightest impression of the joke he said yesterday, but when Zhou Ze really stood in front of him as an actor, he was so surprised that he couldn't say a word.

Although Zhou Ze applied for a part-time actor in an amusement park haunted house, this did not affect Han Yingdong's admiration for Zhou Ze at all.

"How did you find it?"

Zhou Ze smiled at him without speaking, looking extremely dull.

Seeing him like this, Han Yingdong remembered that he used to be stomped by his bad words, and suddenly his brows flattened, and a smile escaped from the corner of his lips.

Under the sun, that smile was clean and beautiful, and his eyes seemed to be filled with countless stars, which shone unbelievably bright.

Zhou Ze said, "You finally laughed."

"Since you have found a job, let's do it well. I'm going to write a book." Han Yingdong didn't know why, but suddenly panicked. Zhou Ze felt that he should tease him, so he stretched out his hand to hold him calmly, "Why are you running away?" ?”

There was a strong sense of impact in his chest, hitting Han Yingdong's reason again and again, his breathing was instantly disordered, and the warmth of Zhou Ze's palm came from his wrist.

Seeing that Han Yingdong didn't respond, Zhou Ze let go of his hand in frustration, "Go up, I'll make lunch."

Han Yingdong felt lost in his heart, he took a long breath, covered his eyes and went upstairs.

Zhou Ze nestled his whole body on the sofa, his eyes were calm, but his heart was beating violently uncontrollably. The piercing ringtone of the phone suddenly interrupted his thoughts, as if waking up from a big dream, he answered the phone.

"Hey?"

"Hello, are you Zhou Ze who came this morning to apply for a haunted house actor?" The other party's voice was gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing him.

"Yes."

"It's like this. We just took a look here, and it seems that we don't need extra staff. I'm sorry." The other party didn't speak very fully, but Zhou Ze was very clear about the implication.

His good-looking eyebrows frowned, "Didn't you say that I have passed the interview?"

"Uh... there are some small problems..." Zhou Ze asked, causing the other party to lose his footing immediately.

Zhou Ze didn't make any more embarrassments anymore, "Alright then, let's cooperate again when we have a chance."

"Ok."

Zhou Ze scratched his head irritably. The troublesome thing was that he had already told Han Yingdong that he had applied for the job in the haunted house, so where should he go to make up for it now.

The author has something to say:

Han sir is Eddie (my own fictional kkk) in the squad leader's masturbation. In fact, thinking about it this way, it is a good idea for me to write an e-sports article for the deputy cp alone~~Okay~~I still put my Fill in the dug holes and let’s talk~~~~ I’m wronged Baozi’s face~~~~~

Hey, the Huacai couple are too slow, look at the old Han who has kidnapped his daughter-in-law home~~~ They have already lived together, will it be far away from the car?But as I said, just get on this car, and I’ll lose if you drive it, hahahahahahaha~~~ If you have the ability to bite me~~~Slightly slightly~~~~