smell you

Who has never eaten takeaway, the taste is mostly popular and quite ordinary.

He ate other dishes, even the rice was different.

This box of rice is full of fragrance, and the rice is moist, and the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes.

He has never eaten such delicious rice in his life... The only thing that can be compared to it is the tribute rice used by the royal family in the past.

The more Song Zeyou ate, the more he felt something was wrong. He picked up his phone and pointed at the lunch box to take a few photos, and sent them directly to Li Zhexi: [Is this from you? ]

Li Zhexi: [Yes, the taste is okay. ]

Song Zeyou was in a hurry: [When did your family switch to delivery? ]

Li Zhexi: [You can come to my house to eat in the future, all of this level, you can order what you want to eat on the spot. ]

Li Zhexi: [Of course it's better if you pay for the meal. ]

Li Zhexi: [Keeping a chef is very expensive, exhausting both physically and mentally. ]

Li Zhexi: [How does the shrimp taste? The chef drove to Pu Village early in the morning to buy it. ]

Song Zeyou was furious: [I don't need you to be like this, can't I afford to eat?Want you to deliver? ! ! ! ]

Li Zhexi: [I heard that the standard of food in your company's cafeteria is very low. When I saw you last night, I felt that you lost a lot of weight. ]

Song Zeyou: [That's none of your business. ]

Song Zeyou's chest heaved violently, and he threw the phone aside.

Li Zhexi invaded his life and broke down the barriers he set up step by step. Even if he changed jobs, he was still transparent in front of Li Zhexi.

He closed his eyes tiredly, looking at the dishes on the desk, feeling troubled and uneasy.

He thought of Yang Chengjun, a man with such excellent conditions, would actually like him.

My roommate said he was a sissy, he cared so much about his appearance and liked to be clean, he was a GAY.

Is it a girl who loves cleanliness and pays attention to appearance?Is it GAY?

Would Li Zhexi look at him like this?

He covered all the lunch boxes and put them in plastic bags again. He couldn't throw them away, so he took them back to the dormitory and gave them to his fellow workers.

After working overtime until nine o'clock in the evening, he dragged his tired body back to the dormitory.

The other three people in the dormitory are all front-line workers with low education level, but their salary is higher than his, and their work is not as hardworking as his.

What is he studying so hard for? !Is he wrong?

Look at these three people living so freely, wasting their youth unscrupulously, but he is living so tired.

Song Zeyou put the bag on the tea table, and said to the three who were playing online games: "There are some takeaways here, and they are not eaten, but they are already cold. If you want to eat, I will warm them in the water."

Worker A Zhu said: "There is a microwave oven in the dormitory, just use it to heat it up."

Song Zeyou was speechless, he was so exhausted that he had to run to the first floor to serve them hot food.

At this time, he noticed that there was a butt mark on his sky-blue bed sheet, and upon closer inspection, it was all oil stains. "Which one of you sat on my bed? See how dirty the bed is, how can I sleep?"

The three workers focus on playing games.

Song Zeyou was tired and angry: "I really have no quality at all!"

A Zhu put the mouse down, stood up, and looked up at him: "I sit on it, what's the matter, you have no quality after just sitting there! You bitch, you fucking high-quality don't come to this garbage dump."

Song Zeyou stared at him, and was about to speak, when Chen Min suddenly said, "Ah Zhu, you are trash, don't drag others into trouble."

Azhu stared at Chen Min in disbelief: "Will you help him or me? If we are from the same town, we are fucking classmates."

Chen Min said embarrassingly: "I am also reasonable. From now on, you change your clothes first after get off work. If you want to sit, you can sit on my bed. My friend is a scholar. What are you talking about? Just shut up."

A Zhu was tongue-tied and said "Fuck" repeatedly, as if he didn't know Chen Min anymore.

Anan played the game calmly.

Song Zeyou looked at A Zhu and Chen Min, they were Jiao Buli Meng, Meng Buli Jiao, they were very good friends, they were so abnormal today, everyone said abnormality was a monster! ! !

He sneered, and looked at Chen Min: "How much did Li Zhexi give you? It made you abandon your friendship. He asked you to monitor me? Does it mean that I need you to report to him every day what I do in the dormitory?" ?”

Chen Min blinked and stammered: "What about Li Hexi, I haven't heard of it, what about surveillance, nothing."

Song Zeyou's eyes turned red, and he muttered to himself: "Why didn't he sell you all? Is there anyone else in the company?"

Chen Min hurriedly said: "Little friend, what you said is nothing at all. I'll wash your sheets for you. Anan, stop playing games. You and Azhu go downstairs to heat up the dishes."

Anan dropped the game, picked up the bag and dragged Azhu out the door. Only Chen Min and Song Zeyou were left in the room.

Song Zeyou said: "Go tell Li Zhexi, don't fool people like idiots. As soon as I left the barbecue shop yesterday, you called Li Zhexi, otherwise his car would just be stuck on the side of the road in front of the dormitory. "

Chen Min said: "There is really no such thing."

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. Ah Zhu kept calling me a bitch. Why? At first you satirized me as a scholar every day, and you kept your mouth shut. Why didn't you say it later? Because you were sold by Li Zhexi. In your opinion, I was taken care of by rich people, right?!"

Chen Min blushed, and said anxiously: "Little friend, I really didn't think so."

Song Zeyou took a deep breath to calm down the excitement in his heart.

"Go and tell Li Zhexi that I, Song Zeyou, am an upright man. I have a girlfriend. I told him that last night. You should tell him solemnly."

"No, that, really not."

Song Zeyou pulled the sheet and threw it on the ground, took out a clean beige cotton sheet from the suitcase under the bed and spread it carefully.

He was tired, and he didn't dare to do anything or say anything tonight, he just wanted to lie down and rest.

Chen Min is a careful person, Li Zhexi really found the right person to sell him.

My daily life is so impoverished, even if I have a girlfriend, I feel guilty. Those who have a girlfriend will be like the colleague who lived in the dormitory opposite, show affection every day, and go on various dates as soon as they get paid. Move out to live together.

This is the so-called protecting him?

Invasion of his privacy, what about that step?Do you want to control his life?

Song Zeyou took out his mobile phone, but saw the reply letter that Li Zhexi had sent earlier.

Li Zhexi: [I really regard you as a friend. ]

Li Zhexi: [In my opinion, you are both a benefactor and a friend. I hope you are doing well. ]

Li Zhexi: [Since you don't like it, I won't give it away unless you ask. ]

Li Zhexi: [Eat it while it's hot, I won't bother you. ]

Song Zeyou thought for a while: [I just want to live a peaceful life and don't want to be disturbed.I don't need your protection, and I hate others invading my privacy.You regard me as a friend, but there is still a distance between friends. ]

Li Zhexi's actions, far from being as simple as being friends, are even more blatant than Yang Chengjun's.