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Who is Li Zexi who would actually say that he will protect and protect him for the rest of his life?

Parents are old and can't protect him for the rest of his life. Brothers are married and live on their own. Who can protect him?

It sounds fake!

It's too fake, who would believe it?

Only ghosts will believe it!

Ahhh, Li Zhexi said this, naturally he has another purpose, what does he have?

"I really don't know how to cook."

"Oh."

"That bowl of tomato porridge was really cooked carelessly."

"Yes."

"Before that, I had never cooked."

"I know."

Song Zeyou thought sadly and angrily, how perfunctory Li Zhexi's answer was, it can be seen how sloppy the declaration was.

Li Zhexi said: "I... asked your brother, he said that you don't even enter the kitchen at home. I did doubt it before, but now I'm relieved."

Song Zeyou is half-believing and dubious. A person who is so persistent even in repaying favors will easily believe other people's words and give up doubts in his heart?

"Stop talking big, no one in this world will bully me, not to mention that I am a man, and I am protected by others. You look down on me, right?"

Li Zhexi smiled, "I look down on anyone, but it's impossible for me to look down on you."

Song Zeyou put his hand on the doorknob, "Have you finished talking? Nothing else, I'm leaving."

"You can only leave after adding WeChat."

"What are you doing!!!" Song Zeyou's mobile phone was snatched away by Li Zhexi, and he tried to snatch it back, "Can't you make a call if you have something to do?!"

Li Zhexi blocked it with one hand, and quickly pressed the keys with the other. Fortunately, Song Zeyou's mobile phone is an old smartphone, which does not require a power-on password or fingerprint.

As soon as he opened it, he found that his WeChat account had been blocked. He quickly added it and put the phone back into Song Zeyou's hand.

"Dare to block me again, I will go to your house for dinner every day."

Song Zeyou glared at him, got out of the car decisively, and quickly walked towards the dormitory.

Li Zhexi shouted from behind: "Do you want me to see you off?"

Song Zeyou pretended not to hear, and ran away quickly.

When he returned to the dormitory, he was naturally the only one. No one was in the opposite dormitory, so he was the only one on this floor.

The extraordinarily quiet and emptiness made him feel even more restless.

That person said that he would protect him for the rest of his life...for the rest of his life...

Just kidding, how is this possible, right, impossible.

Tang Tang's gossip face appeared again in his mind, and he said mysteriously that Li Zhexi was known as Li Tianwang, and he was full of promises when he spoke in the hotel.

A word of wisdom... The emperor also claimed to be a word of wisdom, but he could turn the clouds and rain with just one thought.

Yes, if something really happens at that time, I will definitely not admit it, so don't care about it, don't take it seriously.

After Song Zeyou took a shower, he sat down at the desk, opened the civil servant's book and began to study the exam questions, but his mind was in a mess now, he couldn't read a single page of the book, and he didn't want to do the exam questions.

But as soon as it stops, the scene that happened before will repeat itself.

Li Zhexi drew a big cake for him...

He is lonely, lonely, afraid of fear, and has a fragile heart. He tries his best to protect himself and try to make himself stronger, but the harder he works, the more out of place he becomes.

Just like now, he alone has an old desk in the entire dormitory building, and other employees who have time to read books play hard with their mobile phones.

Song Zeyou told himself not to think about it, and stared at the pages of the book with wide eyes, but those typefaces seemed to be able to run away.

At this time, the phone prompts that there is a text message, and Song Zeyou opens WeChat.

Li Zhexi: [Smiling face. ]

Li Zhexi: [Are you asleep? ]

Li Zhexi: [Good night, I just want to see that you haven't blocked me. ]

Li Zhexi: [If you block me, I have a reason to go to your house for dinner. ]

Li Zhexi: [Are you free at noon tomorrow? ]

Li Zhexi: [Anyway, your place of work is very close to my home, let's have dinner together. ]

Song Zeyou turned off his phone and lay down on the bed with his head covered.

He is the kind of person who is very thoughtful, and he suffers from insomnia when he has something to do. This night, his dormitory roommates all came back, and the lights were on, singing loudly, playing online games, and playing cards. At two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, I turned off the lights and went to bed.

When I woke up the next day, everyone in the dormitory looked as if they had crawled out of hell, their faces were gloomy and their spirits were low.

With two dark circles under his eyes, Song Zeyou was startled when he turned on the phone.

Li Zhexi: [You only have one hour to rest at noon. ]

Li Zhexi: [In the evening, I will wait for you at the gate of your company. ]

Song Zeyou was at a loss.

This state continued until the company's top executives held a meeting. In the middle of the meeting, Song Zeyou woke up with a start. What did you talk about in the meeting just now?

All he has in his notebook is a bunch of scribbles... what about meeting minutes?

After the meeting, he chatted privately with the managers at all levels. During the meeting, what you said was not very clear, please repeat it again, T0T~

It's very busy here, and Li Zhexi came to bother him again.

Li Zhexi: [It's five o'clock, are you off work yet? ]

Song Zeyou was bitter. Is his work schedule posted on Li Zhexi's bedside? !

Song Zeyou: [Working overtime, very busy. ]

Li Zhexi: [When will it be better? ]

Song Zeyou: [Not necessarily. ]

Li Zhexi: [Send me a message when you get off work. ]

Song Zeyou: [What are you doing? ]

Li Zhexi: [Didn’t it be agreed yesterday, we will have dinner together today. ]

Who told you?The ghost made it with you.

Song Zeyou: [No, just eat by yourself, I ordered takeaway. ]

Li Zhexi: [Okay, pay attention to rest, the days ahead will be long. ]

Song Zeyou was lying on the table, unable to lift his eyelids.

There are a lot of expense reports, and he needs to sort them out.

There is also a speech, he wants to draft.

The minutes of the meeting are not done yet.

He was busy until after six o'clock, and he was so hungry that he thought of ordering takeaway.

As soon as he picked up his phone, someone knocked on the door.

A man dressed as a runner came in and asked, "Is your name Song Zeyou?"

Song Zeyou nodded, "I am, how did you get in?"

"I'm delivering food. I just told the doorman and came in. This is your food."

Song Zeyou was dumbfounded, he hadn't called yet.

"I didn't order takeaway."

The young guy who ran the errands smiled: "I just deliver, where do I put the takeaway?"

Song Zeyou subconsciously pointed at his desk.

The errands left quickly, Song Zeyou stared at a large plastic bag on the table, opened it, and found five transparent plastic lunch boxes, neatly stacked.

A prawn in oil, a yellow croaker in scallion oil, a sliced ​​okra fried pork, a clam tofu soup, and finally rice.

Ordered it when he was in a daze?

Half asleep?

Leave him alone, eat it.

When he ate a piece of prawns, he realized that the taste could not be the taste of takeaway at all.

It's a mouthful, but that's how it is.