Out of place

"What?" Cheng Boyan was stunned, he didn't hide this folder, he lived alone, and no one would turn on his computer to look at it, but the folder was at the bottom, and Xiang Xi found it in just a few clicks It still surprised him.

Sure enough, he was illiterate. He probably didn't read the names of those movies carefully, because he couldn't recognize all the characters...

"Refreshing...I read it correctly, right?" Xiang Xi said, "It should be correct. There is a seller of herbal tea at the intersection of Zhaojiayao, and there is a pot with the words Refreshing..."

"That's right," Cheng Boyan smiled, "Look at other things first, you can't understand what's here."

"If you want to say that I can't read or understand, I admit it. What is there that I can't understand when I watch a movie...and I have such a cute name...Xiaolianpian...is it a cartoon?" Xiang Xi said, It sounded like he had clicked on the folder, and after two seconds of silence, he clicked his tongue, "What the hell, it's all English and Japanese characters, what...beam...bo?"

"I told you that you don't understand," Cheng Boyan felt very strenuous holding Xiaoxi in one hand and holding the phone in the other, and he didn't bother to care whether Xiang Xi would watch it, "You should watch other movies first, they are all very good. I hung up."

"Oh." Xiang Xi replied.

Cheng Boyan hung up the phone and was about to put the phone away when Xiaoxi reached out and grabbed his phone: "Mobile phone."

"Mobile phone," Cheng Boyan let her hold the phone, "it's not a mobile phone."

"Jiji." Xiaoxi said.

"Jiji, it's just Jiji." Cousin Li Yan smiled and came over to touch Xiaoxi's head, "Brother's Jiji."

"...You are such a good mother." Cheng Boyan sighed helplessly, "Don't tell me don't keep teaching her baby talk, you have to learn to speak well in the future."

"It's fun," Li Yan clapped her hands, "Xiaoxi walks alone, okay? Don't let uncle hug you all the time."

"Go by yourself." Xiaoxi nodded while holding the phone.

"Xiaoxi is really capable," Cheng Boyan put her on the ground, watched Li Yan take out a rope from her coat collar, he immediately brought the rope over, "I'll hold it for a while, I haven't done it yet .”

Cheng Boyan bought this traction strap for fun at the time, but Li Yan said it was quite easy to use. It was used for toddlers at first, and later on in the street, so you don't have to worry about getting lost.

Cheng Boyan thought it was very interesting like pulling a puppy, he pulled the rope: "Xiaoxi, uncle doesn't know the way anymore, can you take uncle to dinner?"

"Okay." Xiaoxi looked back at him, and then slowly led him away.

"Hey," Li Yan touched him with her arm, "Is there someone in your family?"

"Yes, I have a friend," Cheng Boyan smiled, "he eats by himself at night, don't worry, it won't affect our meal."

"I'm not worried, I'm a gossip," Li Yan clicked her tongue, "What kind of friend?"

"A patient has family business and has no place to go, so he comes to my place to make do with it for a couple of days." Cheng Boyan explained briefly.

"I thought it was... But it's still quite suspicious, a patient..." Li Yan laughed, but her advantage is that she doesn't like to ask questions like the old aunt. After laughing for a while, she shifted the focus, " There is an outsider living with you, you have to suffer to death, is there enough disinfectant? Sister will wholesale two boxes for you to send over?"

Before Cheng Boyan could speak, she clapped her hands again: "No, you are not the most uncomfortable, it is the people who live in your place who are uncomfortable. Oh, I can't imagine how uncomfortable..."

"Are you still eating?" Cheng Boyan stopped.

"Eat, eat, eat," Li Yan patted him on the shoulder, bent over and hugged Xiaoxi, and ran straight forward, saying as she ran, "Hurry up, we have to run over, or uncle won't invite us to dinner ..."

Xiaoxi couldn't sit still without eating a meal for too long. When she was full, she said she wanted to go home to find Tiaotiao. Tiaotiao was her family's puppy, a stray dog. Li Yan picked it up. At first, it was as ugly as Rat-like looks very miserable. It has been raised for a year now, and it is still ugly, but it is already so arrogant that it is the fourth person in the family.

"Brother, go and watch Tiaotiao." Xiaoxi took Cheng Boyan's hand.

"Uncle." Cheng Boyan said.

"Uncle went to watch Tiaotiao." Xiaoxi changed his words.

"Don't look, Tiao Tiao is too ugly." Cheng Boyan said.

"Uncle is ugly." Xiaoxi said immediately.

Cheng Boyan laughed: "Really? Is uncle ugly? Uncle is obviously very handsome."

Xiaoxi looked up at him seriously for a while, then nodded: "Uncle is handsome."

"Yes, uncle is handsome," Cheng Boyan gave him a thumbs up, "Jump ugly."

"Mom—" Xiaoxi was stunned for a while, turned around and hugged Li Yan's leg, and cried out with aggrieved crying.

"Tiaotiao is not ugly, Tiaotiao is the cutest. Your uncle is the ugliest, and your uncle is the most neurotic. You can't compare with a dog." Li Yan picked up Xiaoxi, kicked Cheng Boyan, and threw the car keys to him, "Hurry up Get the hell out and get my car over here in your hospital parking lot."

The place to eat was very close to the hospital, Cheng Boyan went to drive Li Yan's car over, Li Yan tied Xiao Xi to the seat, turned around and patted him on the chest: "I'm back, remember Tell me if there is any new situation, people in their thirties..."

"Good night," Cheng Boyan smiled as he opened the door for her and pushed her into the car, then waved to Xiaoxi, "Good night Xiaoxi."

"Good night, brother," Xiaoxi waved his hand as he leaned back in the chair, "Good night, uncle."

It didn't take long to eat. When Cheng Boyan returned home, it was just after nine o'clock. He looked up at his window downstairs, only the living room was lit.

He walked into the elevator, wondering if Xiang Xi had watched those films in the end, and hoped he hadn't.

His sexual orientation is not a secret among relatives and close friends, and he himself has never deliberately avoided it, but before that Tan Xiaokang made Xiang Xi very disgusted with this matter, he did not intend to let Xiang Xi know, and he and Xiang Xi There won't be much interaction between Xi and Xi in the future, so there's no need to let him know.

But with Xiangxi's character, he must have seen it.

Cheng Boyan took out the key and opened the door, then was stunned.

In the living room, the TV is on, and the computer is on. There are two lunch boxes on the table. One is empty with rice grains stuck to it, and the other has leftovers in it. There is a green pepper and four drops of vegetables beside the lunch box. Soup.

Xiang Xi was lying on the sofa and fell asleep, and his feet were actually wearing slippers on the back of the sofa.

It is difficult for him to sleep in such a difficult splits sleeping position, so that someone opened and closed the door without waking up.

Cheng Boyan changed his shoes, pulled out a cushion from his side, and smashed it in his face: "Get up!"

"Hey!" Xiang Xi jumped up without even opening his eyes. With a flick of his leg, the slippers on his feet were thrown directly towards Cheng Boyan. Cheng Boyan was unprepared, and the shoe almost hit his face.

"Brother, are you back?" Seeing that it was him, Xiang Xi raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, then touched the armrest of the sofa with his hand, and whispered, "You're not drooling..."

"Don't you take off your shoes when you sleep?" Cheng Boyan was speechless watching his movements, went back to the shoe cabinet, squeezed some disinfectant, rubbed his hands, and went into the room to change clothes.

"I just lay on the sofa for a while, and I didn't go to bed again. What kind of shoes are you taking off?" Xiang Xi kicked the slippers on and put them on, "Besides, look at the soles of your slippers, they are cleaner than my face. It’s okay for me to lick it, so what are you afraid of?”

"Then you lick," Cheng Boyan came out after changing clothes, pointing at the shoes, "I'll open my eyes if I lick one."

"Don't lick," Xiang Xi said, "It's a waste of watching the show, don't lick."

"Clean up those things of yours," Cheng Boyan frowned and went to open the window of the living room, "The whole room smells of oil."

"Oh," Xiang Xi went over to tidy up the lunch box, threw it into the trash can in the kitchen, and took out a rag to wipe the table, "The fast food restaurant in your neighborhood is not bad, the green pepper bacon is delicious."

"That's a dishcloth." Cheng Boyan looked at the rag in his hand, thought about it and waved his hand again, "Forget it and replace it later, are you using this to wipe the floor?"

"Wipe the floor? Did you wipe it?" Xiang Xi shook the rag, "Why don't I remember."

Cheng Boyan didn't speak, just glanced at him, turned and went into the kitchen.

Xiang Xi followed him in and saw Cheng Boyan took out three new rags from the drawer, replacing the original three.

"Damn, what a waste, those few are still new." He couldn't help but say something.

Cheng Boyan still didn't speak, and went back to the computer in the living room, took a marker pen and a small notebook with post-it notes and went into the kitchen.

He tore off three stickers and pasted them on the wall above the three rags, and wrote the word "bowl" on the first one with a pen, then turned to look at Xiang Xi: "Do you know this character?"

"Bowl." Xiang Xi said.

"Well," he nodded, and wrote the word "case" on the second one, "what about this one?"

"...This is...is..." Xiang Xi scratched his head, a little uncertain.

Cheng Boyan tore off this sticker, and put a new one on it, writing the word "board": "Do you know this?"

"Board," Xiang Xi said immediately, "it's easy to recognize."

"Do you know the word knife?" Cheng Boyan asked again.

"I know." Xiang Xi stroked with his finger.

"That's all right," Cheng Boyan wrote three stickers and lit them with a pen, "Dishwashers, chopping board wipers, and knife cleaners, don't take them by mistake again."

"Hey——" Xiang Xi pulled his voice against the wall, "Brother, are you tired?"

"Tired, I can feel better if you don't have such a bad memory." Cheng Boyan said and walked out of the kitchen.

"Then what do you use to wipe the floor?" Xiang Xi followed behind him, "Wiping the table and glass?"

Cheng Boyan sighed, turned around and grabbed Xiang Xi's arm and brought him back to the kitchen, opened the cabinet next to the refrigerator and pointed: "Use these, Baijie wipes."

"Waste," Xiang Xi took out a bag and looked at it, "Can't you use a rag?"

"After wiping, the ashes will turn black. It can't be washed off, and it looks uncomfortable," Cheng Boyan said, "Why are you going to wipe the floor for me?"

"I don't need these if I want to wipe it. What a trouble, I'd rather lie on the ground and wipe it clean for you." Xiang Xi clicked his tongue.

"Come on," Cheng Boyan glanced at him and entered the bedroom, "I'll take a shower, you can watch TV for a while, and I'll get you a bedding later."

"Brother," Xiang Xi stood outside the bedroom door, hesitantly said, "I have something to ask..."

"Xiang Xi!" Cheng Boyan suddenly yelled in the bedroom, "Get the hell out of here!"

"What! What...?" Xiang Xi was startled, nearly fell down, and leaned on the door frame to take a look into the bedroom.

"I said that if you dare to sleep in my bed, you will die!" Cheng Boyan pointed at him.

"I didn't..." Xiang Xi hurriedly glanced at the bed, and saw an obvious big hole in the quilt on the bed, he was stunned, turned around and ran to the door.

"Still running?" Cheng Boyan chased him out.

Just as Xiang Xi's hand touched the lock of the door, Cheng Boyan had already grabbed his collar, and he was half-carried and thrown onto the sofa.

"Let's fight, let's fight..." Xiang Xi curled up with his head in his arms, thought about it, and quickly threw the slippers on the ground, then turned his head and face to the backrest, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't let go! "

Cheng Boyan stood by the sofa without moving or speaking.

Xiang Xi waited for a while, then turned his face to take a look: "I didn't mean to."

"Of course it wasn't intentional," Cheng Boyan said, "If you did it on purpose, I would have already thrown you out."

"I just... think..." Xiang Xi whispered, "That bed looks so fucking... no, it's really comfortable, it's big...and soft, I've never slept on such a corrupt bed, so I'm lying on my stomach A second of feeling, just a second, swish, I got up..."

Cheng Boyan ignored him, went into the room, took a change of clothes, went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When he came out with a towel on his head after taking a shower, he found that Xiang Xi was still huddled on the sofa, motionless. He leaned over to take a look and found that Xiang Xi had fallen asleep again.

"Hey," Cheng Boyan poked him on the arm, "Get up and get something."

"Huh?" Xiang Xi rubbed his eyes and sat up, "Brother, are you not angry anymore?"

"I can't breathe anymore," Cheng Boyan walked into the bedroom, opened the cabinet, and took out the cushion, "Come here and take it."

Xiang Xi poked his head at the door of the bedroom, and after hearing this, he came in and took the cushion. Cheng Boyan took out the quilt again: "Go to that room."

The sofa bed was quite big when it was unfolded, and it became much thicker after the cushions were laid on. Xiang Xi stretched out his hand to press it, and it was very comfortable.

"It's almost as thick as my bed." Cheng Boyan put the quilt on the sofa bed, and went over to bring a pillow. "If you want to enjoy yourself, jump on it, and if you jump on my bed again, I'll kick you out."

"Got it," Xiang Xi jumped up and fell on the sofa bed, shouting, "Oh, it's so comfortable!"

"Go take a shower first," Cheng Boyan frowned, "Do you have any towels?"

"Yes, I went out to buy in the afternoon." Xiang Xi sat up, took his bag from the ground next to him, and took out the daily necessities he bought, "It's a pity, I didn't bother to get those left in Tan Xiaokang's house."

"Except for toothpaste, towels and cups, there is nothing else I can use." Cheng Boyan said.

"Oh," Xiang Xi nodded, and laughed again after thinking about it, "Where is the soap? You rub it after I finish rubbing it? Can you bear it?"

"No soap," Cheng Boyan glanced at him, "You'd better not mess with me right now."

Xiang Xi took a change of clothes and ran into the bathroom.

Cheng Boyan tore off the quilt on his bed, replaced it with a new quilt cover, and took a long time to put it on. While putting it on, he wanted to take Xiang Xi out of the bathroom and give him a beating.

He hated the quilt the most, every time it was like doing radio gymnastics, shaking and stretching was really annoying.

After tossing around, he felt that the shower was wasted. He grabbed a few mint leaves from the window sill and washed them clean. He made himself a glass of mint water, and then sat down in front of the computer.

There is no new icon on the desktop, Xiang Xi has not downloaded the game, probably... no.

Cheng Boyan clicked on the player, and saw that the latest two movies were playing, but going forward... it was really something from his "Little Movies for Refreshing Your Brain".

There are several in a row, Cheng Boyan clicked to continue playing, and found that each one was only watched for a short time, except for the first one that was clicked on for about 1 minute, and the next few were turned off after ten seconds. up.

Cheng Boyan suddenly wanted to laugh a little, and felt that he could imagine Xiang Xi's appearance when he saw these contents.

The bathroom door rang once, and then rang again. Cheng Boyan stood up and was about to say that the door is a bit stuck and not to screw it all the way. Suddenly, the door started to shake crazily like a draft. Xiang Xi must be trying hard inside, ding The bell clanged.

"Hey!" He ran over speechlessly and slapped the door, "What are you doing!"

"What's wrong with me relying on this door!" Xiang Xi yelled, twisting and shaking inside again.

"Don't screw it all the way, be gentle!" Cheng Boyan didn't know what to say.

Xiang Xi opened the door, shirtless, with water on his face, and shouted as soon as the door opened: "Fuck, I thought what was wrong, I thought I lay on your bed for a second and you were going to lock me in the bathroom and suffocate me !"

"Look there," Cheng Boyan patted him on the shoulder, and pointed to the window in the bathroom, "That can be opened, if you can suffocate to death, then you will die if you die."

"I don't know what's going on. I was shocked. Everything here is high-end, clean and tidy. Who would have known that the bathroom door was broken." Xiang Xi shook the water off his head.

Standing in front of him, Cheng Boyan was splashed with water, opened his mouth and said nothing, pushed him aside, went into the bathroom and turned on the faucet in front of the sink to wash.

Then turned around and looked at Xiang Xi: "Yuefa."

"Can't shake the water?" Xiang Xi looked at him in surprise.

"Don't let me hear you swearing again." Cheng Boyan said.

"If you don't say it, don't say it, I will pay attention, ouch, I was shocked, I thought it would be okay to shake the water." Xiang Xi put a towel on his head and wiped it.

"You can't shake the water either." Cheng Boyan added, turned and went back to the living room, and sat in front of the computer.

"Doctor Cheng," Xiang Xi came out while wiping his head, "I found you..."

"Huh?" Cheng Boyan responded, opened the webpage, and planned to read the news.

Xiang Xi didn't speak, Cheng Boyan turned his face and looked at him: "What's wrong?"

"Brother," Xiang Xi pointed to the computer, "Then what... I... My what... That's it, I..."

"You watched the clips, right?" Cheng Boyan smiled, "Is there anything you want to say?"

Xiang Xi paused: "Are you... the same as Tan Xiaokang?"

"It's different," Cheng Boyan narrowed his eyes, "Did I play tricks on you?"

"...No, hey! I didn't mean that, I meant...he said he liked me..." Xiang Xi scratched his head.

"I didn't say I like you." Cheng Boyan said.

"Brother, you did it on purpose, you know what I mean!" Xiang Xi fell down on the sofa, "Not to mention falling down."

"Well," Cheng Boyan put his legs on the table, "I am the kind of pervert you mentioned."