The Boyfriend Return Policy

Xu Du gritted his teeth.

endure.

Throw this scourge to his mother's place as soon as possible and get rid of it as soon as possible.

After waiting for nearly four or ten minutes, after getting on the bus, Xu Du looked at the time and knew that he would definitely be late today. Fortunately, there was nothing serious in the department.

He sent a text message to both Xiao He and Dr. Du. After thinking about it, Director Long couldn't hit him anyway, and he might forget about it after a while, so he sent another text message to Director Long: "Master, go Experimental Middle School!"

The taxi master glanced at him, and then another glance at Zhou Jixing who was wearing a mask and sitting quietly in the corner with his eyes closed. Xu Du was a little guilty by his extra glance: "Master, go to the experiment."

The master yelled: "Hey, I see, you are the teachers of the experiment."

Today is Saturday.

Going to school is kind of weird.

Xu Du: "No, the elders in the family are teachers and live in the school."

Master: "Well, look at the rain, my car can't drive fast, don't worry."

Xu Du was already breaking the jar: "Don't worry, safety is the most important thing."

At this moment, Zhou Jixing raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

After Xu Du found out, he picked up his finger and made a gesture to poke him blind.

Zhou Jixing laughed, through the mask, against the background of the rainy day, his voice was a bit muffled.

When they reached the ground, Xu Du pushed Zhou Jixing: "Don't pretend to be dead, get down quickly."

Zhou Jixing unhurriedly opened the car and got out of the car.

Xu Du paid the money: "Master, thank you, drive carefully in rainy days."

The master smiled: "Hey, let's go slowly."

The car exhaust exhausted in the pounding rain, and soon the buttocks of the car were no longer visible. Xu Du patted the water droplets on his body, and then raised his eyes to see that Zhou Jixing, who got out of the car first, was putting one hand in his pocket. The handle of the umbrella held in one hand leaned back slightly, leaning against the shoulder of the black leather jacket.

Zhou Jixing raised his head and looked at the shiny four big characters of Experimental Middle School. His eyes were different from Zhou Jixing's disdainful look when he raised his chin towards him. How to put it, there seemed to be a trace of longing.

What are some fond memories of high school?

So artistic?

When Xu Duguang put the word "literature and art" on Zhou Jixing, he felt goose bumps.

He stepped forward and slapped Zhou Jixing on the back: "Why are you standing there, let's go."

Zhou Jixing turned his head and gave him a sideways glance. Xu Du's back tightened when he was watched, and he quickly stepped forward.

"Buy something."

Zhou Jixing suddenly came up with this sentence, Xu Du, a person who had to be called Aunt and Aunt by Teacher Zhuang since he was a child, and his close relatives couldn't tell the difference, he just didn't understand the profoundness of Chinese etiquette culture from these four words :"What?"

Zhou Jixing this person, a typical tsundere, who shouldn't say can make a lot of anger so that you almost die young, when it comes to what to say, you can guess for yourself, if you can't guess, you will die .

After he finished speaking the four unclear words, he walked to the other side under the umbrella.

What's wrong, what's wrong with this.

"Zhou!" Xu Du yelled out the word Zhou, and then held back, "Where the hell are you going! What kind of virtue, it's raining so hard, what do you have to buy now!"

Xu Du followed Zhou Jixing to a supermarket near the school. Seeing that Zhou Jixing picked out a few items, Xu Du was very familiar with the packaging, the bright red ones. Every year when this store was finished, which health care product would he send? , For example, the golden partner who had a very loud advertisement back then.

Supermarket owner: "It's [-] in total. Give you a small change, and I'll give you [-]."

Xu Du was standing next to him, looking at his worth... at least many times higher than him, Zhou Jixing, standing in a small supermarket with a bad name, nodding like ordinary people, scanning the QR code to pay.

This feeling of being out of place was not the first time, but Xu Du still felt that it was a bit unreal.

In a daze, Zhou Jixing waved to him.

Xu Du walked over, a little embarrassed: "You don't actually need to buy these, my mother doesn't care about it at all."

Zhou Jixing brought up the four big boxes of health care products and put them directly in Xu Du's hands.

He raised his head and looked at the eyes above the rows of masks last week: "Here, give it to me when you get to the door."

Xu Du: "..."

I fuck you!

…………

There are no classes on Saturdays, and the school's stretch door is closed. It seems that this door has not been changed since Xu Du was in high school. The quality is excellent, and it has worked for 50 years, Ohmygod!buy it!

Xu Du, who has lived in the school since he was a child, put away his umbrella with ease, walked outside the guard, raised his hand and knocked on the window: "Uncle Chen, open the door!"

"Here we come." The windows of the guard's room were fogged up, and we couldn't see clearly, then we heard this sound, and after a while, the old man in a black hat opened the door, "It's Xiaodu." , why, don't you go to work today?"

The old man Chen showed the gate of the experiment for decades, and he was watching Xu Du grow up. Xu Du smiled: "Come on, my mother asked me to come back and leave in a while."

Old man Chen turned his eyes and saw Zhou Jixing standing in the rain with an umbrella, "You wait."

Xu Du: "?"

I saw the old man turned his waist like that, and when he turned around, he had a pair of reading glasses in his hand. He slowly put the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Show me, what kind of handsome doll is it?"

Xu Du: "..."

Let it rain, let it rain harder, let it rain louder...

Xu Du cast his eyes contemptuously at Zhou Jixing, he couldn't hear it in such a heavy rain, right?

Unexpectedly, Zhou Jixing actually came over. He gracefully put away the umbrella, and his unblown hair seemed a little soft, sticking to his eyes finely.

Xu Du: "?"

What are you doing here!What are you doing here? !

Old man Chen squinted his eyes: "I can't see clearly, this doll is still covering her face."

Zhou Jixing had already walked in front of them, he raised his hand, took off his mask, and showed Xu Du's harmless and gentle smile when he first met him: "Hello."

Old man Chen finally saw his handsome doll clearly, waved his hands cheerfully, and then grabbed Xu Du's arm, completely ignoring Xu Du's increasingly unlovable expression: "This howl is handsome, and he has a big temper. .”

Zhou Jixing laughed, and naturally took Xu Du's hand: "Xiaodu still has to go to work, so I won't bother you now."

Old man Chen grinned from ear to ear: "Okay, okay, I'll call your father, you guys go, go back quickly."

Damn, is the old man's ability to accept it so good now?

Xu Du held back his desire to complain, and being held by Zhou Jixing in such a way that the two of them only held an umbrella, no matter how you looked at it, they were very close.

The dormitory building is right next to the playground. Xu Du's family lives on the third floor. Looking down from the window, it is a green plant that looks like a bra.

When they got to the bottom of the dormitory, Xu Du said, "Can you let go?"

Zhou Jixing seemed to be in a good mood, raised his hand, and flicked Xu Du's forehead: "Look at your face that wants to complain."

Xu Du: "Huh?"

Zhou Jixing: "I just want you to hold back for a while."

Xu Du: "..."

"Do you have so many inner dramas that you can write another Dream of Red Mansions?"

Xu Du: "...Why Dream of the Red Chamber?"

Zhou Jixing shrugged his shoulders, smiled and walked towards the slightly dark corridor: "Because I haven't seen the others."

Xu Duchu gasped on the spot.

Then seeing that Zhou Jixing had already gone upstairs, he asked him condescendingly: "Which floor?"

"Damn it." Xu Du scolded in a low voice, then trotted over, "You'll die if you wait for me? Be careful I won't tell you how much it is! And my 500 yuan! Three times! Damn it! What day of the week is it? Do me a favor, sir!"

……

"Mom, mom." Xu Du knocked on the door more than a dozen times in a row with an angry face, not wanting to look back at Zhou Jixing at all, but Zhou Jixing was at ease, not at all nervous when he was in someone's house for the first time.

"Here we come." The door opened, and Teacher Zhuang muttered as he opened the door, "Why did you come here? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"It's raining, my old mother." Xu Du rolled his eyes.

"You child." Mr. Zhuang patted Xu Du's head, these familiar intimate movements were very homely, and Zhou Jixing took a step back unconsciously.

Mr. Zhuang also happened to look over and smiled: "Xiao Zhou, here you come. The road has been hard. It didn't rain on the road. Come in and have a seat. I'll pour you a warm cup of something to warm your stomach."

Xu Du: "..."

Xu Du really wanted to correct him, which one was her real son.

Zhou Jixing nodded, "Hello, Auntie."

Only then did Mr. Zhuang notice the big and small bags in their hands, and said the classic Chinese line: "Oh, you've come all this time, what else do you bring?"

"Come on, come in quickly." Teacher Zhuang said and slapped Xu Du's arm: "Get out quickly, block the way here, your father is waiting inside."

Xu Du sighed, accepting the fact that he was still a piece of grass: "Forget it, I have to go to work, I'm leaving."

Xu Du waved his hand and shouted into the room with a louder voice: "Dad! I'm leaving!"

His father said nothing.

Xu Du didn't care, took the umbrella and said, "Mom, I'm leaving."

Teacher Zhuang: "Be careful on the road. Have you eaten breakfast? I'll bring you two apples."

Xu Du: "I..."

As soon as Xu Du said my word, Teacher Zhuang walked in wearing cotton slippers. Xu Du breathed out on the spot, and heard Teacher Zhuang scolding his father: "What face are you putting on here? .”

After a while, Mr. Zhuang grabbed two apples and stuffed them into Xu Du's hand: "Come here quickly after get off work, do you hear me?"

Xu Du dragged his voice: "I heard... I heard..."

When Xu Du went down the stairs, he turned his head and said the words that were repeated several times within a few minutes: "Let's go."

Troublesome, cumbersome, and sometimes unnecessary, just like it is unnecessary for a Xu Du who has eaten a bun to hold two apples in a heavy rainy day.

but……

"Xiao Zhou." Teacher Zhuang's smiling face suddenly unfolded in front of his eyes, "You wear this, I hooked this new one, no one wears it."

Zhou Jixing was taken aback, and slowly lowered his eyes. There was a pair of purple woolen slippers on the carpet. The pattern on the slippers was probably a fish. The pattern was rigid. It looked not as good-looking as the cotton slippers in the mall, but... very warm .

Mr. Zhuang: "How is it? Should the shoes you hooked be warm?"

Zhou Jixing nodded: "Yes."

Teacher Zhuang was still smiling: "Come on, come here."

Zhou Jixing followed Mr. Zhuang, Xu Du’s house is a typical scholarly family, with a complete set of mahogany furniture, beautiful blue and white porcelain pots on the bookshelves, and thread-bound books that are no longer available in bookstores. Zhou Jixing walked in At that time, I noticed the bowl of goldfish next to the bookshelf. The fish in it was as good as Xu Du, and it swam like a turtle.

He saw Mr. Xu sitting on the mahogany sofa and fiddling with tea sets. Mr. Xu was tall and thin, and Xu Du looked more like an old man in terms of body shape.

Decades of cultivating the flowers of the motherland have left Mr. Xu with a worrying hairline. He is still black and white, but he is very energetic, especially the "I want to see what kind of guy is more handsome than me when I was young" Strength is particularly obvious.

"Stop being so stern, who are you showing it to?" Teacher Zhuang cursed.

Teacher Xu: "I..."

Teacher Zhuang didn't even intend to listen to him continue to say that a woman turning her face can be compared to the weather. This statement is valid for both teenage girls in Huaichun and women fighting in menopause.

Teacher Zhuang turned his face, and said to Zhou Jixing that he was sunny: "This is Xu Du's father, don't mind, he heard that Xu Du's partner is coming, that's all."

Zhou Jixing bowed slightly to Teacher Xu: "Hi Uncle, my name is Zhou Jixing, and I am Xiaodu's boyfriend."

Teacher Xu: "Hmph."

"Don't worry about him, come here." The old aunt probably knew each other naturally. From the very beginning, Mr. Zhuang was very kind to Zhou Jixing, not the flattery he was used to, but a very natural way of treating him The kindness of the younger generation.

Teacher Zhuang pulled Zhou Jixing to sit down and wanted to pour tea for him. Even though Zhou Jixing had no experience in getting along with elders, he also knew that this was inappropriate, so he quickly prevented him from coming by himself.

Teacher Zhuang smiled and let him go. She sat next to Teacher Xu and slapped Teacher Xu. Teacher Xu puffed up and held his breath.

Also normal.

Although the times are advancing, for the older generation, men and men are not so easy to accept.

"Xiao Zhou."

Zhou Jixing raised his head when he heard the sound.

"Don't be nervous." Teacher Zhuang smiled, "You are visiting our house for the first time."

Teacher Zhuang took out a red envelope.

Zhou Jixing was stunned.

He didn't have this kind of experience, so he quickly pushed his hand: "This, I can't accept this, auntie."

"Take it, don't be embarrassed, it's not much." Teacher Zhuang held Zhou Jixing's hand, but Zhou Jixing didn't dare to move anymore. The elder's hand was rough and the texture was obvious. He was stunned. Teacher Zhuang took the red envelope Hand it over to him, "I know you earn a lot, and you don't need such a small amount of money, but this is a courtesy, the first time you come to the door, we always give a meeting gift."

Zhou Jixing vaguely knew that the newcomer's parents would give red envelopes when they came to the house for the first time, but he never thought that this would happen to him.

His hands seemed to be frozen, motionless.

Teacher Zhuang withdrew her hand and smiled kindly. She seemed to be always urging and muttering to Xu Du, with thousands of words of disgust in her mouth, but at this moment, Zhou Jixing definitely felt her maternal love for Xu Du: "Xu Du I’ve mentioned it to you more or less, I’ve been urging him so hard all these years, and this time he’ll go accept the state’s allocation, and I’m also urging him.”

Zhou Jixing put the hand holding the red envelope on his thigh, pressing down.

His eyelids were also drooping, looking at his pressed hands.

"We were all surprised by these results. Although that kid Xu Du didn't say anything, I know that the call he made from the Civil Affairs Office was my fault."

She looked at him, but Zhou Jixing didn't dare to look at her: "The night you just got the certificate, my father and I didn't fall asleep all night, and then I thought about what kind of child you would be, How does she look like, what does her personality look like, does she fit in with us Xiaodu?"

Teacher Zhuang spoke at a gentle pace, "He is too lazy, too lazy to communicate, too lazy to talk to someone, and too lazy to get married. I am always afraid that one day he will be alone."

Zhou Jixing: "I..."

"Now it seems that it is still very suitable."

Zhou Jixing was taken aback.

He raised his eyes in a daze, and saw that Mr. Zhuang was smiling at him: "We all like you very much, a few lines."