period

The leaflets were distributed halfway, and the phone was broken, Huang Xing felt that he was out of luck.

The negative emotions accumulated throughout the day multiplied exponentially when he saw He Beixun again when he returned home.

"what are you doing!"

Huang Xing rushed into the kitchen, facing the messy kitchen, angrily said: "What are you doing!"

He Beixun held up the shovel and looked like, are you a fool: "Can't you see? Cook!"

It's no wonder that Huang Xing reacted too much. Huang Xing's originally clean kitchen now had black pots all over the floor, and some pots still had unfinished dishes in time, so there was basically nothing to see.

The faucet was still on, and there was rushing water. The bowls and pots and spoons were scattered all over the bowl, and the water was splashed everywhere. There were also bags of salt and chicken essence randomly thrown on the table, and a lot had been spilled.

Even a person as calm as Huang Xing was forced to get his scalp blown by this scene.

"I asked you why the kitchen is like this! Are you cooking or frying pan? Why are all the pans black?!"

"I can't do it. You have to understand how many times a person who has never been in the kitchen makes a few mistakes?"

"What about the salt? Why did you open the whole package? Isn't it in the seasoning box?"

He Beixun was straightforward: "I can't recognize which one is salt."

Lu Chen's head burst with anger: "You can't do it, can you not do it?"

"Can a person breathe without eating?"

"What does it matter to me if you can breathe?"

"I made this for you!"

The two spoke very fast, and as soon as He Beixun finished speaking, the two of them fell silent at the same time. They stared at each other for a few minutes, and He Beixun coughed twice: "Of course, I'll also make some for myself by the way."

"Get me out!"

Huang Xing ended the war concisely.

It took Huang Xing two and a half hours to clean up the kitchen. After cleaning up, he didn't have the strength to eat anymore. After washing his hands and coming out of the kitchen, Huang Xing suddenly felt that something was missing at home.

Huang Xing looked around: "He Beixun?"

"What are you doing?" The voice came from his bedroom, and Huang Xing had a bad feeling.

Within these two hours, He Beixun had moved the blanket on the sofa to the bedroom, occupying half of his bed.

"He Beixun, let's calm down and have a good talk"

He Beixun kicked off his shoes, and put his feet on the bed: "I'm very calm, but you, why are you shivering?"

Huang Xing went into the bathroom to wash his face again, and calmed down for a while: "He Beixun, come out, let's have a good talk."

He Beixun knew what he was going to talk about. After so many days, he became more and more impatient every day. Whenever he saw him every day, he had an expression that he wanted to throw his neck out.

impersonal.

He Beixun came out procrastinatingly: "What are you doing?"

"sit."

Huang Xing also poured two glasses of water, which looked very formal. He Beixun pulled his hair: "Let me tell you first, I won't leave."

Huang Xing ignored him, and when he sat down, Huang Xing asked: "What are your plans for the future?"

"what?"

"You never thought about it?"

He Beixun shook his head.

Huang Xing said forcefully: "Start thinking about it now."

He Beixun was irritated: "What are you thinking?"

"After thinking about you, you are alone now, wanting money but not having money, wanting to work but not having a job, an adult with arms and legs who depends on me all day, how many days are you going to rely on?" Huang Chen's words were sharp: "He Beixun, I'm not afraid to tell you that I also have debts to pay, and it's the best of humanity to help you for a day or two, and we don't have that deep friendship."

He Beixun was furious at the word "helping": "Didn't you just say that I spent your money? I'll give you an IOU, okay? I promise I'll pay you back everything in the future!"

He Beixun is a young master who has been fed and clothed by his big boss uncle. He has no concept of money. Even if he has no money now, he doesn't know how ordinary people work hard to live for money.

"I have no money to lend you."

What Huang Xing said was the truth, He Beixun used his pocket money for two days for one rental fee, and after this, his monthly salary was not enough for him to spend a few days.

"Is it okay not to lend you money? Heh, it's really realistic for you people to mention money."

Huang Xing pretended not to hear his ridicule: "Didn't your uncle call you every day to let you go over?"

"I'm not leaving." He Beixun slapped the table and stood up, pinching his waist, with a gloomy face: "Lu Xing, let me tell you again, I'm not leaving, and from now on, I won't use you for a penny." Yes, but your place, I will live in it!"

Huang Xing looked at his back as he was walking towards the bedroom, and raised his voice to ask: "Eating my food and drinking mine counts as money spent."

"I don't want to eat or drink, right?" He Beixun growled: "It doesn't cost money to sleep, right???"

"Then why did you go to my bedroom and sleep on my bed?"

"It's just a bedroom in your small broken place. If I don't sleep, where will you sleep in your bedroom?"

"Beds are bought with money."

"Fuck you! I'm going to sleep!"

Only when Huang Xing and others entered the room did they realize that the matter hadn't been resolved, but he unexpectedly felt a lot better.

The house that Huang Xing rented was indeed small, but the bed was quite big, so it was no problem to sleep two men. He Beixun was very honest, and he slept on the side under his own blanket in a well-behaved manner, with a very educated posture.

"Did you take a shower?"

"I washed it early!" After speaking for a while, he said again: "Don't talk to me!"

The corners of Huang Xing's mouth slightly curved upward.

How can someone be so naive.

"Are you hungry without eating tonight?"

He Beixun glared at him: "I haven't eaten all day! Are you hungry?"

Huang Xing snorted, and unbuttoned his shirt: "At first I wanted to tell you that there were biscuits in your drawer over there, but after thinking about it, you don't want to eat my food, so forget it."

He Beixun squeezed out a grit from between his teeth, purely annoyed.

Huang Xing unbuttoned a few buttons, and suddenly found that He Beixun had been looking at him. His movements froze, and he suddenly realized something.

He Beixun is gay.

He actually let a gay who coveted him into the room?

Huang Xing fastened the buttons again, took the clothes he wanted to change into the bathroom and took them off.

He Beixun realized what he was doing, swallowed the words that the shirt was pretty, and said again: "Are you shy? What's wrong with men taking off their clothes in front of you? Go to the bathroom, like a big girl, hypocritical."

Huang Xing looked at him in surprise.

He Beixun said again: "What is that? I don't have any clothes to change. The shirt on your body is pretty. Let me wear it after you clean it."

Huang Xing: "You weren't looking at this dress just now, were you?"

"if not?"

Huang Chen: "..."

When Huang Xing came out of the shower, He Beixun had already fallen asleep like a dead pig. He Beixun didn't seem to have thought of what he was worried about.

This made Huang Xing feel very narcissistic, like a stripped girl who was thrown into a crowd of men, for fear of being defiled by others, but he didn't expect that others would think too much as if they hadn't seen her.

Feeling relieved and embarrassed at the same time.

But no matter what, He Beixun didn't chase after him and said he liked him, which made Huang Xing feel relieved.He still hasn't learned how to deal with men's pursuit.

After confirming that He Beixun was really asleep, Huang Xing took his mobile phone from He Beixun's hand, gently closed the bedroom door, and went to the living room.

Just like what Huang Xing said, he doesn't have much money to support a young master, and his debts have not been paid off. What's more, he is not used to being disturbed by others, he likes his own space, being alone , Whether in the downtown or at home, I like to be alone.

Therefore, He Beixun had to go.

Huang Xing pressed He Beixun's cell phone, found his uncle's number without any difficulty, and dialed it.

The other party answered quickly, as if waiting in front of the phone: "Hello, hello."

After a pause on the opposite side, a young and pleasant voice came over: "Aren't you Bei Xun? What about others?"

Huang Xing was a little surprised that the person opposite him was so young.

"Excuse me, let me find He Beixun's uncle."

"What's the matter?" The other party was very vigilant.

"I'm sorry, my name is Huang Xing. He Beixun is staying at my house and refuses to leave. I need you to get him away."

The other party suddenly realized, as if he knew him: "So it's you. I really want to get Bei Xun back, but he doesn't want to, and I can't help it."

"He Beixun is doing very badly now. He is penniless and may only eat one meal a day. Aren't you his relatives? Don't you intend to persuade him?"

"Bei Xun admits to death. He has my bank card in his hand. Even if he refuses to spend a penny, I will only be called back by him in the past. He doesn't want to see anyone now, but he is very willing to be with you, so during this time Still bothering you."

"Wait, I don't think you understand me. I mean, I don't want him to hang around with me. No matter what method you use, please take him away."

"...Aren't you friends?" The other party answered with a little difficulty: "Bei Xun said that he likes you very much and wants to spend the rest of his life with you."

"No!" Huang Xing quickly denied it: "I think you misunderstood, I don't know him well."

"Is that so?" The other party seemed to be thinking, and after a few seconds, he said: "I still hope you can help me, I will be responsible for all your expenses, and I will pay you accordingly. Beixun needs someone by his side now, I can't walk away either..."

Just as Huang Xing was about to speak, the other party slightly raised his voice and interrupted him domineeringly: "Think about it, if you persist and don't want to, call me in three days, our family will not be someone else's trouble."

The other party seems to be someone who is used to giving orders, and his tone also has the tone of a superior, but it is not to the point of being disgusting.

Maybe Huang Xing said too bluntly that he didn't want to get along with He Beixun, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, I'll give you the answer in three days."

"Give me your phone number."

Huang Xing reported a series of numbers. After the two of them negotiated, the person opposite suddenly said: "Try to get to know Xiao Xun, he will completely change your impression of him."