The Boyfriend Return Policy

"Give me your hand, and I'll pull you up." Zhou Jixing bent down, turned his face towards him, and stretched out his hand towards him. Xu Du turned his head in a daze as if he had been frozen.

It was late, and the temperature was thirty degrees below zero, and the night was silent. At that moment, Zhou Jixing could see his face clearly.

Zhou Jixing shook his hand, the palm was empty, there was nothing when he squeezed it, and then he said, "Xu Du, give me your hand, you come out first."

Xu Du gave him his hand, Zhou Jixing took his hand, pulled him up vigorously, behind him, like holding a child, put his arms around his armpit, picked him up, and put him on the ground.

"How is it? Xu Du." Zhou Jixing patted his face.

Xu Du shook his head, but just stepped in without falling.

He bent down slowly, untied his shoelaces, took off his sneakers, poured out the snow inside, and his socks were already wet.

After he put on this one, he changed to another shoe to pour snow. His feet were cold, and his toes were curled up with the cold, and they were deeply red.

After finishing these, Xu Du stood up: "Let's go."

Zhou Jixing did not move.

He stood in front of Xu Du, his eyes met, Xu Du couldn't look at each other like this now, he turned his face away, and raised his foot to go first.

All the facts that he can't solve now, will be all right when he sleeps.

There are 24 hours in a day, and not all of them are as overwhelming as night.

He moved his stiff legs, the soles of the shoes rubbed against the ground, making a slight sound, the cold wind blew past, biting the bone, the black figure in front of him suddenly squatted down, and reached out to touch the uppers of his shoes.

Xu Du was taken aback.

Zhou Jixing frowned: "It's all wet, what are you wearing, take it off."

Xu Du's Adam's apple rolled around, and the cold wind seemed to enter his throat, causing Xu Du's throat to hurt, and he drool down, bringing a little moisture. Xu Du barely recovered his voice: "No need."

Zhou Jixing: "Do you want to burn it again?"

Zhou Jixing was always like this, he said what he said, and he took it as fart when others said it. After making a decision, he squatted in front of Xu Du, stretched out his hand to untie Xu Du's shoelace, and patted his ankle: "Lift your foot."

Xu Du raised his foot in a daze.

Zhou Jixing took off his shoes, held his feet with his palms, and his socks were wet when he touched it. It was not a little cold, thirty degrees below zero, and he went back wet all the way...

Zhou Jixing frowned more and more, he took off his socks, and Xu Du shrank his feet: "Forget it from freezing to death."

Xu Du had one bare foot, his toes were rolled up, and the instep was turned sideways. He felt inexplicably ashamed of being stripped-naked and thrown on the street.

Zhou Jixing: "Step on."

Xu Du was stupid: "Huh?"

Uncle Zhou obviously disliked him very much. He raised his head and contemptuously looked at Xu Du with an impatience and a hint of unhappiness that could not be concealed by the night: "Do you want to step on the ground barefoot?"

Xu Du had seen this kind of look too much, but... his heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to burst out of his chest.

Xu Du stepped on Zhou Jixing's shoes.

Looking down at the back of Zhou Jixing's head, this man squatted at his feet to help him drag his shoes.

Finally, Xu Du stepped on his shoes with both feet.

Zhou Jixing got up, Xu Du swayed, and was stabilized by Zhou Jixing. All of a sudden, the two stood very close, almost nose to nose, breathing blended, Xu Du slowed down, and said a word not out.

Zhou Jixing: "Put your arms around me."

Xu Du: "Huh?"

"Are you stupid?" Zhou Jixing rolled his eyes, took his arm, put it on his shoulder, then bent down slightly, put his arm through the hollow of Xu Du's knee, and hugged him up.

"Fuck!" Xu Du finally said something loudly!

The body suddenly flew into the air, and Xu Du subconsciously hugged Zhou Jixing's neck tightly.

Zhou Jixing laughed.

Xu Du was still terrified, even his feet were still upturned: "You are laughing!"

"It will return to normal after a scare." Zhou Jixing hugged him and leaned down, "I carry my own shoes."

Xu Du snorted and picked up the shoes by himself.

Zhou Jixing hugged him and walked forward, whether it was intentional or unintentional, he walked unsteadily all the way, Xu Du scared him a few times: "Your mother!! Zhou Jixing!!"

Zhou Jixing hooked his lips: "Why don't you come down by yourself, I'm too lazy to serve you."

Xu Du hugged his neck tightly, blushed and shouted: "Is there someone who serves people like you!!"

Zhou Jixing shook his hand again, and Xu Du was thrown out like he was on a swing, Xu Du really wanted to kick him in the face: "Zhou Jixing!! I will kill you sooner or later! !"

"Cut it off." Zhou Jixing hugged him and started running suddenly. Xu Du was apprehensive, bouncing and yelling all the way without any face!

When they arrived at the hut where they stayed, Zhou Jixing stopped in his tracks: "Open the door."

Zhou Jixing had both arms around Xu Du, so Xu Du could only reach out to open the door. The door here was heavy, so Xu Du pushed hard before it opened. There was no one in the living room, probably in their respective rooms.

Zhou Jixing put the person on the chair, Xu Du's buttocks touched the chair, the whole person felt reborn, and those messy thoughts before suddenly disappeared.

Xu Du is still the same Xu Du, Zhou Jixing is still the annoying Zhou Jixing.

Xu Du put down his shoes, sat on the chair with his bare feet, and raised his legs. His script was white at first, and it was even whiter this time. He pointed to Zhou Jixing with his toes: "Zhou Jixing! I Day you uncle!"

Zhou Jixing closed the door, and the table they had for dinner was placed in the living room. Zhou Jixing found the kettle in the corner, took another glass and poured a glass of water: "It's up to you."

Zhou Jixing gave him the cup with hot water.

This behavior is too human, Xu Du narrowed his eyes subtly as he looked at the cup of hot water: "So good?"

Zhou Jixing: "When did I treat you badly?"

Listen!

Listen! !

Did he speak human language? !

Xu Du happily snatched the water glass, looked down, and took a sip tentatively. It wasn't very hot, so he took two gulps.

He was already so cold that even his bones were filled with cold air. Now he would be able to live a little bit after drinking a cup of hot water.

The cup was empty, Xu Du held out his hand to him: "More."

"What do you want to drink, I'll go to the toilet again later." Even so, Zhou Jixing poured him another glass.

"Are you still asleep?" The hostess of the house opened the door and walked in. When the four-fifth-year-old aunt came out, she saw two big men, one was pouring water, and the other was shaking her bare feet.

Xu Du'an put his feet down with a trace of shame, and put them on the crossbar of the chair legs obediently.

Zhou Jixing suppressed a smile at the corner of his mouth, gave him the poured hot water, and said to his aunt, "I'm blind, I stepped on a snow pit while walking."