Necessary and sufficient conditions for secret love to come true

Before he could think of how to answer this sentence, the smile on Liu Yutang's face disappeared again, and he touched his cheek, "It's been a while since I smiled like this, the muscles on my face seem to be out of coordination, thank you .”

From the moment I received the news from the family, no matter how sad, sad, or angry I was in my heart, I had to calmly appease my mother to deal with the matter on the surface. Until now, the tense strings have been relaxed a little bit. .

Zong Jing smiled when he heard the words, raised his hand and patted Liu Yutang's shoulder, "You're welcome, but you'll have to save yourself in the end, and you'll be fine."

Although Liu Yutang didn't look mature enough, he was a man after all. Zong Jing felt that there was no need to comfort him in a softer way.

"It will be fine." Liu Yutang pulled his hand from his shoulder and shook it firmly, "In the darkest and most hopeless days of my life, I can still meet a good person like you, which shows that I am very lucky. Okay. The downstairs is finished, let me tidy up your bedroom."

Zong Jing followed him upstairs, "You said just now that there is only one bedroom?"

"That's right, my mother doesn't like strangers. There are only two bedrooms at home. Mine is for your use, don't dislike it." Liu Yutang pushed open the door of the bedroom, walked half a step in, and then suddenly withdrew, almost stepping on the bedroom door. Zong Jing's feet.

The tip of Zong Jing's nose was hit by the back of his head, and he took a mouthful of hair, "What's wrong?"

Liu Yutang turned around and pressed his shoulders to push him back, "Hey, the room is a bit messy, it's not good, you go down and play for a while, and make sure it's tidy in 10 minutes."

"Then let me clean it up for you." Zong Jing felt that he had a suspicious look on his face. He would never pry into other people's private bedrooms like this, but at this moment he just couldn't help but want to see his true colors.

"How can I ask the guests to help clean up the house? I can do a little work myself," Liu Yutang pushed him back, "Here, there is good tea in the cabinet under the TV wall, and the wifi password It’s the last six digits of my mobile phone, you can go online for a while or watch TV by yourself.”

Guests can't clean up the house. You didn't stop me from cleaning the living room just now, did you?

Zong Jing became even more curious. There should be nothing unusual about the houses of grown men. People who have lived in university dormitories have seen all kinds of messes, so they are definitely not scary.Don't dare to show it to others, is there any personal belongings or colored books?

Reluctantly, the basic sense is still there, and you can't be unscrupulous if you like someone, Zong Jing smiled and went downstairs, "That's okay, you have to tidy up for me, I have a cleanliness."

Liu Yutang breathed a sigh of relief, went back and quickly threw the few books that had accumulated dust on the bedside into the shoe box and put them on the upper shelf of the closet, then stuffed all the clothes that were thrown on the bed into the closet, and finally drew The bed sheets and quilt covers of the people who have not slept for a long time are all changed, and the vacuum cleaner is turned on and placed on the ground for a few laps, and the changed bed sheets and quilt covers are thrown into the washing machine.

After looking around the room, he dug out new toothbrush sets and towels from the small cabinet, but couldn't find new bath towels, so he had to throw the same ones he used into the washing machine, planning to wash them out and dry them immediately.

After finishing all this, it didn't take half an hour in total. Liu Yutang looked at the bedroom, which was as neat as a hotel room, silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, imagined a hardworking robot, and walked briskly out to stand. Call Zong Jing upstairs, "The room is ready, you have been driving all day, do you want to rest first?"

"Finished?" Zong Jing was looking at the penguin messages and new email notifications that jingled non-stop.

Zhang Taian was very curious, and after turning the money, he waited for him to give a follow-up to the broadcast, but he didn't get a response for a long time, and began to frantically harass his various contact methods.

"I promise to satisfy you, a clean freak." Liu Yutang is very proud. During this time, his ability to do housework has improved by leaps and bounds. "Just one thing, there are no unopened new bath towels at home. I will disinfect, wash and dry mine for you." Do it, let's make a living."

"Anyway, I'll just stay for one night, so it doesn't need to be so troublesome." Zong Jing quit the email, turned off Penguin, blocked Zhang Tai'an temporarily, stood up and went upstairs, "I used to live in the construction site when I was designing a model house, and I was obsessed with cleanliness. It was a joke."

Liu Yutang snorted lightly, "Tch, who would believe it?"

Just like the disgusting look you felt at the footprints on the floor and the smell of smoke in the air when you entered the door in the afternoon, as well as the dazzling white collar and leather shoes without any dust.

I'm blind to believe your kind words.

Zong Jing followed Liu Yutang into his bedroom. There was a specially made one-piece furniture, various handicrafts, collections, books and awards on the bookshelves, "Your room is not bad, it's a pity."

After the sale, these things can only be piled up in boxes. Liu Yutang casually took a model and touched it in his hand, heaving a sigh of relief, "It's okay, my home is where my mother is, and these are things outside the body. It’s not important to be superior to others, it’s good to make more money if you lose it.”

"It's great if you think so," Zong Jing stood in front of his small bookshelf and looked at it, "Can I have a look?"

"Look at the things on the shelf." Liu Yutang pointed to the collection of Iron Man and Transformers. "These are my treasures. In the past, I would entertain friends and show them off for two hours." Now there is no I'm not in the mood to say it.

Zong Jing expressed his understanding, and clicked on one of the grids, "I still have the impression of these awards. I actually admired you at that time."

Liu Yutang leaned over to take a look. They were awards from several painting and calligraphy competitions in high school. It is very useful to fool people who are not professional."

"Anyway, I'm very envious of children with special skills." Zong Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the other certificates placed in other grids. The few in college are familiar, but the ones in junior high school and primary school are much more unfamiliar, especially the long-term ones. There are some rolled up calligraphy and paintings in the grid, I want to see them, but unfortunately now is not the time.

Liu Yu Tang Yile, "What specialty are you interested in? It's too late to learn now. You see, your career is quite good now. After you have money, you have moderate leisure time. In three to five years, you can draw like me. On the contrary I, after spending three to five years, will definitely not be richer than you."

Zong Jing slightly raised his eyebrows and sized him up. He had never seen this skill of flattering others before.

But thinking about it differently, I remember when Liu Ang asked him to go out to eat in high school, his parents were in the business field, and they were both smart people with high EQ, so it was quite normal for his son to behave like this.

"I don't need to draw, but it's very useful to practice calligraphy. It's very bluffing and idle. I have a high style." Zong Jing pulled out the chair and sat down. "If you have time, you can recommend some beginner copybooks. Pen and ink or something."

"That's no problem. City B also has calligraphy classes suitable for adults. If you're interested, I'll introduce them to you." Liu Yutang hadn't chatted so easily for a long time, and his smile became more natural.

After the washing machine finished washing the sheets and quilt covers, Liu Yutang took them out to dry, and then put the bath towels in the dryer, "You can pick them up later, I'll make some dinner for mom."

The conversation seemed to have forgotten the time, Zong Jing was taken aback, "Auntie must be hungry, blame me for dragging you to chat."

"No, no, she has to eat less and more frequently. The doctor ordered her to eat four meals recently. This time is just right." Liu Yutang left the bedroom by himself, "You can rest here, and call me if you need anything."

Zong Jing stared at the closed door in a daze for a while, walked around the bedroom, picked up a science fiction novel and read it, waited until the dryer beeped, and went to the bathroom to take a bath, even though it was a strange house. It's quite comfortable.

Liu Yutang made Tang Lu lean meat porridge that was easy to digest, boiled a few small green vegetables mixed with shredded kelp to make a refreshing meal, and when it was served in the master bedroom, Tang Lu was watching something with a laptop computer. There is also a notebook to record.

"Mom, it's time to eat. Have a taste of your son's improvement in craftsmanship?"

Tang Lu put the computer and notebook aside, took a sip of the porridge, "It's delicious, and I'm improving every day."

"If you make progress, take a few more bites." Liu Yutang took her notebook, "Basic knowledge of accounting? Tax declaration, mom, what are you doing with this?"

"My major. I haven't done these trivial things for many years. Now I have nothing to do. It's very boring and I fall asleep quickly." Tang Lu sipped the porridge.

She has a plan. She is not very old now. After a while, she will go out and find some work for a small company to bring accounts to a small company. With a few companies, the mother and child will have living expenses. If the conditions are good, It can also help pay off debts.

Of course, this idea cannot be shared with Liu Yutang.

She knew her son had grown up this month as if he had grown up hard, but in fact he still lacked a lot of experience. In order to prevent her son from being frustrated and the family getting into trouble, she had to do something.

Liu Yutang flipped through the knowledge of financial classification, "It's quite boring. You must read it and go to sleep. Don't think too much. The neurons in your brain are highly active, so you won't be able to fall asleep."

"You still need to teach me this?" Tang Lu scolded, and changed the subject, "Your house has been unoccupied for many days, there is no heating in the room, and the bed and bedding are cold, go and find an electric blanket for Xiao Zong. "

"Okay, I'll go later." Liu Yutang waited for his mother to finish eating, cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and then knocked on the door of his bedroom. It was not locked, and it opened with a light push.

There was no one in the room, there was the sound of water and lights in the bathroom, and Zong Jing was taking a shower.

The electric blanket should be placed in the bedding compartment on the upper floor. Liu Yutang opened a cabinet, no, then opened another, not yet, the next one, the clothes he had randomly stuffed into the cabinet fell down, running water Generally drown him directly.

At the same time, after washing, he heard a sound from the bedroom. Zong Jing, who came out wrapped in a bath towel, opened the bathroom door, and heard "Oh~", Liu Yutang was swarmed from the closet nearly two meters high. Out of the clothes flooded.

He took a step back, but got caught in his clothes and fell backwards.

Zong Jing felt that he would hit the back of his head, so he took two quick steps to help him up, but it was still a step too late.

Liu Yutang struggled and fell backwards, waving his hands wildly trying to grab something, but couldn't get hold of a damp towel, and continued to fall over.

When he was lying on the ground and peeled off the clothes all over his head and face, a drop of water just dripped on his forehead. Zong Jing stood with his body covered in wet hair and his chest was folded. He stood with his head down and observed him, and stretched out two fingers. How much is it?"

The author has something to say: The whole body was exposed unexpectedly, and Zong Jing felt that the whole person was not very good.