The Boyfriend Return Policy

Xu Du was mentally prepared, but when he entered the room and saw the eye-catching bright red quilt, he felt as if a knife had been stabbed in his heart, a knife ruthlessly.

He raised his hand and called Dr. Liu in the cardiology department: "Hello, it's me. Is your department busy recently?"

Doctor Liu was puzzled: "It's still the same, what's wrong?"

Xu Du: "No, I just want to confirm that there are no beds yet."

Dr. Liu: "...Who?"

Xu Du's heart was bleeding, it was the same color as the bed sheet... dark red, sad...

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When Zhou Jixing came out from Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang's last words still lingered in his mind, and then put Xu Du's face into these words, Zhou Jixing snorted.

He knew where Xu Du's room was, so he went there by himself, and then saw Xu Du stuck at the door like a wooden stake.

Zhou Jixing: "Hey, where's the pajamas?"

Xu Du turned his head, his expression was like a salted fish, he was only a small step away from attaining Taoism and becoming a Buddha. When Zhou Ji walked closer, he also saw the surprise that Teacher Zhuang had prepared for them.

Day of the week: "..."

Xu Du was expressionless, and gradually accepted: "Did they give you a red envelope?"

Zhou Jixing raised his eyebrows.

"Congratulations." Xu Du raised his hand and patted Zhou Jixing's arm, "They have officially become the daughter-in-law of my old Xu family."

Five minutes later, Xu Du was beaten onto the bed by Zhou Jixing. While hiding, Xu Du muttered, "Waist, waist, be careful!"

Zhou Jixing's legs pressed against Xu Du's body: "Whose waist?"

"My, mine!" The person who knows current affairs is Junjie. At this point, Xu Du felt that there was only one surname difference between him and Lin Junjie. When he got up from the bed, he rubbed the back of his neck, "How many days a week! I can't take it anymore! I want to change the contract!"

Zhou Zhou didn't bother to talk to him for a few days, sat on the bed, looked around, and spit out two words: "Childish."

Xu Du: "..."

Xu Du, a man in his thirties, has already passed the second stage of arguing with others about the difference between animation and animation. From the back of his neck to his wrists, he tried to use his actions to give Zhou Jixing a sense of guilt for bullying the old. However, Zhou Jixing I don't even bother to look at him.

Damn it, Xu Du wanted to take back the red envelope.

As soon as he thought about it, a red envelope was thrown over, right in front of him, Xu Du was taken aback.

Zhou Jixing: "Repay you."

Xu Du: "What are you doing for me?"

Zhou Jixing stood up. People who have practiced dancing are different. They even stand up straighter than others: "Nonsense, do you think I can take it?"

Xu Du took the red envelope, no need to count it, it was at least ten thousand. To Zhou Jixing, this amount of money was definitely nothing, but to the two elders, it was a few months' wages: "My mother gave you Just take it."

Zhou Jixing turned his head and squinted at him with low eyes: "We have nothing to do with each other."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xu Du to speak, he said, "Pajamas, bring them to me."

Xu Du was still sitting on the bed and cut it, "If you don't want it, then don't, it's as if someone insisted on giving it to you."

According to the rules of New Year's money, Xu Du slipped the red envelope under the pillow, then jumped out of bed, and went to find him pajamas.

Xu Du couldn't fit in it, Xu Du took off the new pajamas that Teacher Xu hadn't worn yet, and when he tore off the label, Xu Du was still thinking about whether to put some wind oil on it, it should be a few days later , he is happy.

Teacher Xu and Teacher Zhuang both entered the house, the light in the living room was still on, and the remaining dishes on the dining table were covered by a cover.

The old house was not well separated, and Xu Du could hear the sound of water in the living room. He was carrying his pajamas, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Crooked! Open the door!"

The sound of the water stopped, and the door was opened in the next second, and... it was fully opened...

"Hold."

Xu Du's eyes widened.

Zhou Jixing was completely naked, with only drops of water hanging on his well-textured body, including the thing three inches below the navel, just like its owner, open-minded and unconscious.

Zhou Jixing himself does not feel embarrassed about showing his body, damn it, what a great figure!

Xu Du raised his fist and made a punching gesture: "Can you pay attention?"

Zhou Ji's forehead hair was hanging wet in front of his eyes, he raised his eyelids, his eyes seemed to say: Is there a problem?

Xu Du: "..."

"There's so much nonsense." Zhou Jixing stretched out his hand, "Clothes."

Holding his pajamas, Xu Du raised his hand and bared his teeth, trying to slap him in the face.

In the end, it didn't get muddy, and Zhou Jixing got water all over his face.

Xu Du raised his foot and kicked him, unexpectedly, he actually kicked Zhou Jixing's calf, Xu Du himself became the person he least expected, and let out a cry of surprise.

Zhou Jixing was carrying his pajamas, with a dark face: "If you don't want to die, get out."

Xu Du accepted it as soon as he saw it, and just rolled away.

When I got back to the room, my heart was still beating wildly. Damn it, it's really not easy to live a life-threatening life.

Xu Du patted his chest. Just as he was about to sit down and breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the phone ring. The ringtone was the one that comes with the system, not his phone. Xu Du turned his head and saw that the red quilt really had a phone.

Xu Du narrowed his eyes slightly, probably fell on the bed when Zhou Jixing beat him up.

Xu Du didn't plan to pick it up. In fact, he didn't plan to get Zhou Jixing's mobile phone at all. Judging from the fact that Zhou Jixing went to the hospital and went to the hospital, they probably have a lot of privacy. .

The phone call was so loud, obviously the system's built-in ringtones were a little fresh and simple, but it just gave a feeling of urgency, and if you don't answer, I'll be old forever.

So, Xu Du didn't touch it.

Because...lazy...

I have to climb on the bed to get it, too tired...

When Zhou Jixing came back from the shower, Xu Du was still squatting in the drawer looking for his underwear. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xu Du turned his head and saw Zhou Jixing standing under the door. It's the same next to the door.

The light bathes down from the top of the head, casting a gentle filter on Zhou Jixing who has just taken a shower and still has moisture on his body.

Looks pretty good without makeup?

The idea flashed through my mind.

Xu Du blinked his eyelashes quickly.

Facts have proved that the filter is just a filter after all, with Zhou Jixing's ability to pull hatred, with just one tap, Xu Du will feel that his brain has gone into a hallucination.

Zhou Jixing uttered two words: "Stupid."

The corner of Xu Du's mouth quickly pressed down: "..."

He didn't know how long he and Zhou Jixing would act in this scene, but on the day of "breaking up", he would definitely find a sack and beat Zhou Jixing up! !

.........

It is now 21:28 Beijing time, a time that is not considered evening for modern young people. In a certain room in a certain school, a certain place, Zhou and Xu, who have not yet committed crimes, are staring.

Embarrassing... these two words are considered light...

Xu Du pulled the corner of the quilt: "I'll ask you again, are you sure?"

Zhou Jixing rolled his eyes, went straight to the bed, and left Xu Du with a broad back, Xu Du secretly cut, who is afraid of whom!

He boldly lifted the quilt and brought in the cold wind. Xu Du shrank his neck when he saw Zhou Jixing, and cursed silently: "It's what you deserve."

Two people were lying on the same bed with their backs facing each other. There was a large area in the middle of the bed where no one was lying. The quilt was pulled taut by both ends. In other words: "Why are you two so naive?"

Lying on his side, Zhou Jixing said, "Turn off the light."

Xu Du sat up with his upper body propped up, made a few faces at Zhou Jixing's back, and then reached out to turn off the light.

As soon as the lights were turned off, the room was completely dark, and the posters and wallpaper on the walls were all gone.

Xu Du blinked at the air, it was too early and he couldn't sleep.

He didn't know if Zhou Jixing had fallen asleep, but neither of them spoke until the bell rang outside.

Xu Du was very familiar with this voice. He lived in the school since he was a child, and he vomited when he heard the bell after class.

In other words, today is a holiday. At this time in the past, in addition to the ringing of bells, there were also the sounds of chatting and talking, and the sound of vehicles running over the mud and rocky ground of the Experimental Middle School... It was the busyness of the end of get out of class.

Then Xu Du heard someone turn around next to him, and the bed board trembled slightly.

"Hello." Xu Du spoke into the air, "While you were taking a shower, someone called."

Zhou Jixing ignored him, Xu Du instantly felt bored, closed his eyes and prepared to go to sleep, but he didn't expect that after a while, Zhou Jixing actually said something else: "You can play chess!" ?”

"Ah." Xu Du was stunned for a moment by this inexplicable topic, and then hummed indifferently, "My mother has always been the head teacher, and she is very busy, so she left me to my dad. I see, he doesn’t know how to distinguish five grains without his limbs, without my mother, he can at most make a dough.”

Xu Du's voice was wrapped in the misty night, and there was actually a bit of refreshing feeling from it: "It doesn't matter what you eat, the cafeteria will take care of it, it's just normal...he is more boring than me, so he pulls me to play chess, and he will be a little better if he plays more. .”

Xu Du said it very modestly, or rather, he didn't think it was so powerful at all.

If Mr. Zhuang hadn't told him that since Xu Du was 12 years old, Mr. Xu hadn't beaten him in a bet. In a few lines that week, he might have felt that the more he played, the better he would be.

Xu Du: "Have you played chess with my dad?"

Xu Du asked this question, and then without waiting for Zhou Jixing to answer, he said to himself: "It's normal, my dad likes to pull people to play chess, and there is a bad chess basket."

The weekly lines of the basket of the stinky chess basket that lost N games: "..."

Zhou Jixing pulled back the quilt and said indifferently, "Sleep."

Huh?

Xu Du suddenly realized, he turned around, looked at Zhou Jixing: "You can't lose, right?"

Zhou Jixing did not answer: "..."

He didn't speak, as if by default, Xu Du couldn't help laughing, as if he was going to laugh back at Zhou's previous jokes.

The room is only so big, and it's full of Xu Du's schadenfreude laughter: "Hey, why are you so powerful? My dad only uses those tricks back and forth, and I can think of where he is going when I close my eyes... Hahaha..."

The corner of Zhou Jixing's mouth twitched: "Keep laughing and dying, you choose one."

"No." Xu Du covered his face in the pillow, his laughter became muffled, but he could still hear it, "I didn't mean that, but my dad is probably very happy today, it's been a long time since no one lost to him .”

Day of the week: "..."

Xu Du was just asking for a fight.

Xu Du: "Hey! You go over there! This side is mine!"

In the end, Xu Du paid the price for a few lines of jokes.

In the end, Xu Du was also tired and smiled tiredly: "Hey, shall I teach you how to play chess? Aren't you awesome? You can even drive a tractor."

Zhou Jixing did not respond to the first few sentences, but Zhou Jixing only read the last sentence: "Aren't you drunk and forgetful?"

Xu Du raised his hand and rubbed his facial muscles that were a little stiff from laughing: "I don't remember, I have a vague impression, I didn't expect it to be true, what's the matter? You have to learn a tractor before filming?"

Zhou Jixing didn't bother to talk to him again.

What virtue!

"Hey, are you angry?" Xu Du gloated, Zhou Jixing's displeasure was his greatest joy.

The petty Zhou Jixing didn't answer, probably dead.

Xu Du lifted the quilt, turned around and lay down, too lazy to talk.

Just like this, one person occupied one side of the bed, no one knew how he fell asleep, so he just closed his eyes, Zhou Jixing woke up first the next day, Li Cheng called him, and Zhou Jixing directly cut off the phone up.

The room was quiet again, and there was no sleepiness after a few days of travel. The person next to him changed from lying on his side last night to lying on his back, but it was not like the bloody plot that was repeated over and over again in the TV series. When he opened his eyes the next day, It's too embarrassing for two big men to stuff it into whoever's arms.

Xu Du slept peacefully.

It was not yet bright, and the faint rays of light shone on Xu Du's face, which was too fair. It was all due to his laziness to go out, and even the ultraviolet rays were less exposed than others.

A 30-year-old is not considered young anymore. With the growth of age, the immaturity has long faded, but now that the eyes are closed like this, there is actually a little youthful taste.

Zhou Jixing looked away, sent a message to Li Cheng, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Early in the morning, none of the lights were turned on, and the living room was dimly lit. Zhou Jixing looked over, and the corners and corners, even the red cover on the dining table, remained the same as last night.

Nobody got up.

Zhou Jixing opened the door, took nothing away, and walked out of Old Xu's house alone.

Li Cheng's car was waiting outside the school. Zhou Jixing was still wearing the coat he wore two days ago. He opened the door to get in the car and saw Li Cheng smoking a cigarette to refresh himself: "Little ancestor, are you having fun?"

Zhou Jixing didn't speak.

Li Cheng didn't expect him to answer anything. It's good that nothing happened this time: "How is your waist?"

Zhou Jixing uttered three words: "Better than you."

The rest of the concern was for Li Cheng, who had these three words stuck in his mouth: "..."

"Forget it." Li Cheng shook his head, "I owed you in my previous life, let's go, go back to City B!"

The car window was closed, and he couldn’t see anything. Zhou Jixing wore headphones and closed his eyes. This was his normal state. Li Cheng glanced at him in the rearview mirror, didn’t say anything, and concentrated on driving his car , so when Zhou Jixing suddenly said something, he was stunned for a moment.

Zhou Jixing: "Which school does Xu Du belong to?"

Li Cheng: "What school?"