God please don't procrastinate

The next day, Sun Youxian woke up with the sound of the alarm clock. He thought that he would not be used to sleeping without someone beside him, but in fact he was thinking too much. He had a good night's sleep and slept soundly.

Just thinking about whether he was too careless, when he opened the door, he could smell a sweet smell coming from downstairs.

Sun Youxian walked downstairs curiously, and saw Zhong Jingyu bent over in front of the oven to watch seriously, and the sweet smell was emanating from the oven.

"Jingyu, what are you doing?" Sun Youxian walked around the bar and walked into the kitchen, craned his neck to see what was cooking in the oven blocked by Zhong Jingyu.

When Zhong Jingyu heard Sun Youxian's voice, he straightened his body all of a sudden, turned around, and tried to block Sun Youxian's sight while pushing him out of the kitchen: "Don't look, go sit down, wait eat."

Sun Youxian, who was pushed directly to the table and "pressed" on the seat, had no choice but to obediently wait for Zhong Jingyu's masterpiece.

Soon, the oven made a "ding" sound when the job was done.

Sun Youxian turned to look at Zhong Jingyu squatting in front of the oven, wearing oven gloves and taking out the tray.As the oven door was opened, the appetizing smell became more intense, the sweet aroma mixed with the burnt aroma of bread.

Almost immediately, Sun Youxian guessed what Zhong Jingyu made——

Butter Honey Thick Toast!

The first Western-style breakfast he made for Zhong Jingyu, the opportunity for him to successfully enter Zhong Jingyu's room, he changed the beginning of Zhong Jingyu's work and rest.

This uncomplicated dessert appeared on their breakfast table many times after that, but it never made Sun Youxian feel warm this time.

The golden-yellow toast served in a white porcelain plate was placed in front of him, and the hot air mixed with the aroma wafted out of his nostrils. Although the baking time might have been a little too long, the sides of the toast looked a little burnt, but because it was brushed Because of the layer of honey, it has a caramel texture.

Sun Youxian did not hesitate to fork a piece of toast and put it into his mouth. The sweet and fragrant taste covered the taste buds, making people feel the sweetness of happiness all at once.

Zhong Jingyu saw that he was eating so much that his eyes were narrowed, his heart sank, and he turned lightly into the kitchen and brought out the coffee, then sat down to have breakfast with Sun Youxian.

When a crispy thick toast with butter and honey was eaten up and down, the procrastination god began to say the words that had been brewing all morning: "You Xian, what happened yesterday, I'm sorry, this, this time it's true, apology, I had a bad attitude yesterday, don't be angry. "

Sun Youxian has always been big-hearted, and although he was a little emotional yesterday, he was not angry at all. Zhong Jingyu apologized to him so formally, but he became embarrassed: "Actually, I also have something wrong. I should have told you well, and I want to apologize to you too, I'm sorry Jingyu."

There was a little more smile on Zhong Jingyu's face, he felt that this matter was developing in a good direction: "Youxian, I was too impatient yesterday, I didn't ask clearly, why do you want to go out to find a job? Are you Do you not want to be my assistant or do you want to change jobs?"

"I..." Sun Youxian looked at Zhong Jingyu's expectant eyes, slowly lowered his head, struggled for a long time before expressing his inner thoughts, "It's not that I don't want to be your assistant, it's just that our current Relationship... My identity and work have been mixed together. I take the salary you paid me, but in fact, to me, it seems that I am doing nothing.

I... was raised by you, like an idler, with no career of my own, no direction in life, I don't know, if one day, I still achieve nothing like this, what will you do if you hate me?What do you think I am useless?You don't... love me anymore, what should I do? "

"No, no, I will always love you!" In desperation, Zhong Jingyu firmly held Sun Youxian's hand and interrupted him, "Even if our initial passion|passion fades away, I know , our relationship is already entangled, you... I, I, believe, the one who wants to spend the rest of my life, I, will love you forever."

Sun Youxian was blushed by the sudden confession, he still lowered his head and dared not look at Zhong Jingyu, but this time it was because of shyness.

The mixed sweet and shy emotions made his uneasy feeling a lot weaker. He held Zhong Jingyu's hand back, with the same force and firmness: "I, believe you! But it is because of this that I hope more, I can get better.

You are Zhong Jingyu, an internationally renowned writer, and a male god with many fans. I don't want people to say that your partner is a jobless vagrant who relies on you for support!

I just want to have my own job, although it may not be as successful as you, and the salary may not be as much as you give me, but at least when others mention me, my suffix is ​​not just 'Zhong Jingyu's partner ' So short.

Jingyu, you don't know how happy I was when you confessed to me; and when I decided to be with you, I even thought that if it wasn't for you, I would rather be alone for the rest of my life.So I hope that I am a person who can walk side by side with you, rather than a person who lives under your wings and depends on you. "

After hearing Sun Youxian's words, Zhong Jingyu was deeply shocked and fascinated by it.

This big boy who is a few years younger than him is growing rapidly in his own way. He is not only the sun in his life, but also a pillar he can rely on.

This is a wonderful feeling. He is the "light" he chases, and he is the "god" he worships. They are each other's direction, and now they are each other's support. , destined to be together!

"Youxian..." Zhong Jingyu let go of Sun Youxian's hand, slowly got up and walked to his side, then knelt down on one knee to grab Sun Youxian's hands.

When Sun Youxian turned around and had to look at him, he said slowly: "I admit, I don't want you to go out to work because I'm afraid.

Youxian, I... am not as powerful as you imagined, I like you, I love you, so I am afraid of losing you.

You have never been in love, I am afraid that one day, you may suddenly find that the one you like is actually a girl; you have not been in contact with society, I am afraid that one day, you may meet someone better than me.

You haven't grown up yet, you haven't experienced enough, and when one day, you grow up, you mature, and you become a responsible man, I'm afraid, you suddenly realize that choosing me is yours a mistake. "

"Jingyu..."

"No, Youxian, let me finish my sentence." Zhong Jingyu stopped Sun Youxian who had just spoken, then paused for a while, and continued, "But, I am not afraid now, I want to become more together with you." Well, in this way, no matter how excellent a man or woman you meet, as long as I am better than them, the person you love the most can only be me!"

"Jingyu..." Sun Youxian called his lover's name blankly, but he couldn't say anything more. He never knew that he was so important in Zhong Jingyu's heart, and he never dared to expect extravagantly. Zhong Jingyu has such a domineering and exclusive side towards him.

But at this moment, he knew unprecedentedly that the person he loves also loves him, even more than he thought; Only then won the favor of the male god.

Their love started only because they loved each other.

"Then...then what do you mean...you agree to my job search?" After being moved, Sun Youxian's first words were such a disturbing question.

Zhong Jingyu was also a little helpless towards his cute lover, smiled dotingly, and nodded slowly.

Sun Youxian laughed like a flower at once, let go of Zhong Jingyu's hands and threw himself on the person, tightly wrapped his arms around his neck, and kept shaking: "Jingyu Jingyu, you are so good, you are about to die of love What should I do if you are dead? Ah, I really love you, male god!"

The male god, whose neck was strangled a little bit out of breath, also stretched out his arms to hug the little boyfriend who was attached to his body, and while enjoying his lover's generous confession, he raised his neck and tried to breathe air.

When the "sweet burden" on her body was spoiled enough, Zhong Jingyu sat back on the chair, continued the rest of the breakfast, and asked Sun Youxian seriously about his plan: "Youxian, I haven't asked you carefully yet, come on. What did you do before becoming my assistant?"

"That..." Sun Youxian rubbed his neck, and twisted his butt dishonestly on the chair. After twisting for a long time, he knew that he could not escape the fate of "confessing and lenient", and said honestly: "I said before, I I have the experience of writing web articles, in fact, to be precise, I used to write web articles as my main job before, and I used odd jobs to maintain my livelihood."

"Then which platform did you sign with?" Zhong Jingyu is now considered a person in the online literature circle, and knows a lot about many things in the Internet literature.

It's a pity that it's good that he didn't mention this, but when he mentioned it, Sun Youxian couldn't help being embarrassed: "I... I actually like Biluo Literature Network very much, so I always post on it."

Zhong Jingyu became interested when he heard it, so they are colleagues and "colleagues".

"But..." Sun Youxian hesitated for a long time, gritted his teeth, and gave up, "I haven't signed it. I've been wanting to sign a contract with Biluo since I was in college, but I haven't signed it after four or five years. That's it. .”

Zhong Jingyu never expected that what he heard in the end would be such a result. He opened his mouth to say something, but felt that he couldn't speak.

On the contrary, Sun Youxian, after speaking, the original line of defense in his heart seemed to disappear, and the more he spoke, the more comfortable he became: "Jingyu, I didn't lie to you, I have written almost all the topics that have been popular in the past few years. , such as fairy tales, comprehension, sci-fi, e-sports, online games... I also wrote a little bit about Mary Su, the president of the female channel, but, I'm really not the material for this kind of food, so I can't sign it no matter what I write.

And the funniest thing, do you know what it is?I know exactly where my problem is, but I can't fix it anyway. I'm really surprised.The book friends in the group, as well as my senior Xie Yun, have all helped me, and the problems they pointed out are basically the same, but as long as I correct them according to the method they taught me, I can't write a single word.

I also insist on practicing all the time, but, sometimes I really have to admit that in this world, no matter how hard I work, it is still useless, it still exists.

Zhong Jingyu was silent. Although it might be a bit cruel, he had to admit that Sun Youxian's words were right—the world was never absolutely fair, and it was never uncommon for hard work to be unrewarded.

"Give me your vest." However, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't easily believe that if he persisted in his efforts, would he really not get any results?