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Su Zhiyun's house is very big, and this is the first time for the little fat man to come here, so he was very surprised, because it is not a terrifying setting like the Pansi Cave as he imagined, on the contrary, from many details of the furnishings, it can even be seen The owners here have maintained the home with great care and attention.

The decoration is also very warm, with many bright and warm oranges and soft leather powder.

It didn't look like the gloomy Su Zhiyun's place at all.

Su Zhiyun found him a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, the little fat man was still a little cautious, he stretched his head and looked around: "Aren't uncles and aunts at home?"

"They have something to go out."

Su Zhiyun said so.

The little fat man lowered his head and changed his shoes, but when he looked up and saw the person coming downstairs, he was stunned.

"Why are you here too?"

……

He lay down in front of the fish tank and observed carefully, his cheeks smoothly extending a dark and distorted shadow on the glass.

The little fat man stared at the goldfish for a long time.

The expression is bitter and bitter.

"Su Zhiyun, although I've wanted to say this a long time ago, there's absolutely no need to prepare such a big fish tank if you only raise two goldfish?"

The person lying on the bed paid no attention to it, turned over lazily, turned a page of the comic book in his hand, and concentrated on it.

"And why is Gu Zehuan at your house?" The little fat man had an indignant expression on his face, and his facial features were almost tangled together: "When I called you before, you never said that he was there."

Su Zhiyun asked back: "Do you hate him?"

"of course not."

The little fat man quietly glanced at Gu Zehuan, who was sitting by the window, stretching out his fingers to tease the goldfish in the fish tank.

Layers of snow-white waves rippled from the fingertips.

He muttered softly: "No one can hate that face, right?"

"That's good, he came before you."

Su Zhiyun lowered his eyelashes and turned the page.

"I want to say." The little fat man pulled out the comic book in Su Zhiyun's hand and threw it aside, his cheeks were flushed, and he whispered, "You... aren't you that kind of him, although I'm really good It's easy to go back to the country, but I never thought about being a light bulb for the two of you!"

Su Zhiyun's eyes fell on the face of the little fat man. The little fat man has lost a lot of weight this time, and he can already vaguely see the outline of some facial features.

It's just that the temperament is still soft, like glutinous rice dumpling, easy to bully.

After a long time, Su Zhiyun spoke, and he looked away: "The two of us are not in the relationship you think."

The little fat man was silent for a while, with a subtle expression on his face, he didn't quite believe it: "So... you probably didn't plan to do something illegal or criminal, did you? terrible thing."

Su Zhiyun put down the comic book in his hand, the silver ring on his earlobe slammed, and he could still see the wound on his skin, like a tooth mark, with a little dried blood scab.

He looked at the little fat man.

Su Zhiyun's eyes were dark, never as clear and watery as those of other people of the same age, but like some kind of beast, cloudy and cold.

The little fat man swallowed subconsciously, not knowing what the other party would say.

"It fell out."

Everything came to a screeching halt.

Su Zhiyun and the little fat man followed the voice and looked towards the window.

The snow-white goldfish was struggling hard on the wooden floor, opening and closing its mouth, desperately trying to absorb a little water.

Gu Zehuan's hands were wet and dripping water, he looked down at the floor: "The goldfish fell out."

"I just wanted to fish it out and have a look."

The little fat man saw Su Zhiyun walking over, and the other party picked up the tail fin of the goldfish unceremoniously, then picked it up, and threw it into the water tank.

"Hey, are you too rough?"

The little fat man was dumbfounded.

"I finally know why your goldfish die so fast."

Su Zhiyun ignored him, and just asked, "What's for lunch? I checked, and the takeaway has basically stopped."

The little fat man was stunned.

Gu Zehuan asked: "Don't you have anything at home?"

"There should be some ingredients."

"Let's make a hot pot."

"Is there any drink?"

"Looks like there's still some beer."

The little fat man interrupted the two of them: "But minors can't drink bars?"

Both Su Zhiyun and Gu Zehuan looked back at him.

So the little fat man's voice gradually became smaller and smaller, until it was inaudible: "If your lord is not around, it's okay to drink once in a while..."

The three of them went to the supermarket to buy some hot pot base and other ingredients, and then returned to the villa.

The little fat man stopped Gu Zehuan, who was about to add sugar to the hot pot base, and Su Zhiyun, who found rock sugar because Gu Zehuan wanted to add sugar.

"Can I still eat with this!"

Su Zhiyun said: "It's just a little bit of sugar."

"It's about a billion points."

The little fat man couldn't take it anymore and threw them both out.

"You two don't help yourself."

Without the interference of Su Zhiyun and Gu Zehuan, the final hot pot was very successful, but the three of them underestimated the power of Chongqing hot pot, and they sweated hard in the winter.

Su Zhiyun has been drinking cold beer in order to understand the hotness.

The little fat man couldn't bear to see his posture of drinking beer as water: "Drink less, you will be drunk by then."

Su Zhiyun didn't speak, just stared at the beef roll in the bowl.

After a long time, I picked it up and put it in my mouth.

"so spicy."

He muttered to himself.

The little fat man sighed: "So you should eat less."

Su Zhiyun whispered, "Hungry."

It's a bit strange.

At first glance, it seemed that the other party was still expressionless, but if you looked closely, you could find that the eyes seemed to be a little loose, and the little fat man suddenly said in a strange tone: "Are you drunk?"

Su Zhiyun didn't even blink his eyes: "No."

Gu Zehuan suddenly said: "I want to drink Coke."

After a while, as if he finally realized what the other party said, Su Zhiyun stood up and walked crookedly towards the front of the refrigerator.

He stumbled back and put down the bottle of beer with a bang.

The little fat man thought to himself, this mother is obviously drunk, okay?

Gu Zehuan's eyes fell on the beer: "You took it wrong, it's not Coke."

So Su Zhiyun leaned over, looked at it for a long time, and then gradually frowned, as if he was very distressed, and muttered something in a low voice.

The little fat man leaned over to hear clearly.

"There are so many words, why can't I understand them?"

The fat man found Su Zhiyun like this a little strange, he cleared his throat, and imitated: "Su Zhiyun, help me get a bottle of Coke too."

No response.

The other party was still holding the beer, looking as if he was studying hard.

The corners of the little fat man's eyes twitched, and when he was wondering if his thinking was wrong, Gu Zehuan who was at the side said again: "I took the wrong Coke, help me change a bottle."

Su Zhiyun, who was silent just now, suddenly stood up again. This time, he brought back a lot of bottles, soy sauce and white vinegar, and put them all in front of Gu Zehuan. In order to prevent Gu Zehuan from being unable to get them, he pushed them forward. .

fatty:"……"

"Isn't this too hurtful?" The little fat man muttered to himself, very uncomfortable: "When you see people order dishes, you don't bring such dishes."

Moreover, Su Zhiyun, who was drunk, would answer anything he asked.

Even if you ask some meaningless or even messy questions.

The little fat man found it very interesting.

"what time is it now?"

Su Zhiyun looked at the empty wrist seriously for a while, and then replied solemnly: "Seven o'clock."

The little fat man asked again: "Why do you only listen to Gu Zehuan and not me?"

Su Zhiyun stopped talking, and just stared blankly at Gu Zehuan who was sitting in front of him.

After a long time, he shook his head.

The little fat man said, "I don't know?"

Su Zhiyun nodded lightly, and then repeated: "I don't know."

"Which do you like better, Coke or beer?"

"Cola."

"Did you cheat in the last high school entrance examination?"

"No."

The little fat man gritted his teeth and said, "Impossible, absolutely impossible, otherwise how would you have been admitted to No. [-] Middle School?"

Su Zhiyun laughed as if he thought the little fat man's words were very interesting.

"do not know."

Su Zhiyun, who was drunk, was very troublesome, and finally brought him to the sofa, his right hand was still tightly clutching the corner of Gu Zehuan's clothes, and he refused to let go no matter what.

If the little fat man tried to help pull Gu Zehuan's clothes back from Su Zhiyun's hand, Su Zhiyun would be very upset.

Su Zhiyun being unhappy is more troublesome than being drunk.

So the little fat man had to give up this idea, and he was a little embarrassed: "Then please take care of him, I will go back later."

Gu Zehuan nodded.

The little fat man seemed to want to say something else, but those words swirled around his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

The door slammed shut with a bang.

Only Gu Zehuan and Su Zhiyun were left in the room.

empty.

Su Zhiyun lay on the pillow and looked at Gu Zehuan, not shying away from it at all, as if he didn't know any shame at all, he stared straight at him without blinking his eyes.

Wet.

Like a large dog.

"Can I rely on you?"

For a long time, Su Zhiyun asked like this.

His black hair spread out like seaweed, strand by strand, slender and shiny, wrapped around Gu Zehuan's fingers.

Gu Zehuan stroked the black hair in his hand.

"can."

Su Zhiyun lay on the sofa, pillowed on Gu Zehuan's knee, and saw a snow-white ceiling.

Hazy, like a seabed paved with white sand.

He reached into his pocket, took out for a while, took out a coloring card that had already been colored, and handed it to Gu Zehuan.

The sky outside the window has become a slightly icy blue.

Gu Zehuan's voice came over vaguely.

"Greeting card?"

"Well, a New Year's card for Xiaohua." Su Zhiyun leaned on Gu Zehuan's knee, his skirts were undone, revealing a little slender neck: "Just for you to see."

On the card is a princess in a pink cake dress with a small crown.

Ask people to paint the color very carefully.

There are also three short lines next to the card.

"Spring is mints and winter jasmine.

Summer is watermelon sparkling water and cola.

Autumn is red pomegranate and sweet orange. "

There is no winter.

Gu Zehuan looked at it for a while: "What is winter?"

Su Zhiyun's eyelashes fluttered twice, as if a few little stars were about to fall: "Winter is beer and spicy hot pot."

Gu Zehuan had a faint, slightly astringent smell of green lemon laundry detergent.

Su Zhiyun tilted his head, lowered his eyelashes and kissed his fingers.

"There's also Gu Zehuan and me."

He muttered to himself.

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