When the boss wears the best [Quick Transmigration]

Yan Qingyuan lives in a tube building.

The so-called tube building means that there are several units on each floor, and toilets, kitchens and water sources are at the end of each floor, which are shared public facilities.

Qiu Yun looked at the familiar old building in his memory, and heard Yan Qingyuan's voice: "I live on the third floor, the stairs are a bit dark, be careful."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight, and illuminated the mottled walls, debris and black briquettes piled up in the stairwell.

On the third floor, there is a straight corridor. The corridor is very messy, and the walls are so smoked that the original color cannot be seen.

Near lunch time, many residents opened their doors and cooked with coal stoves in the corridor.Yan Qingyuan took Qiuyun to walk in the corridor, and when passing by a house, an old lady came out with a pot of vegetables.

"Xiao Yan is back." The old lady greeted him and saw Qiu Yun next to him: "Hey, this boy looks really foreign, classmate, Xiao Yan?"

"Yes, Grandma Zhang." Yan Qingyuan smiled: "My friend came to our house as a guest."

Qiu Yun also politely called 'Grandma Zhang'.

The old lady immediately smiled, and shouted to Yan Qingyuan to wait, then turned around and came out with two bundles of vegetables and a piece of bacon, and stuffed the vegetables into Yan Qingyuan's arms without any explanation: "It's rare to see you bring a friend to your house as a guest." , These vegetables are all grown by ourselves.”

Unable to refuse, Yan Qingyuan thanked the old lady, handed the gift bag to Qiu Yun, and walked to the innermost gate with the bacon and vegetables.

When passing by the closed door next door, Qiu Yun took a second look.

Just yesterday afternoon, it took Yan Xun nearly two hours to find this place from the criss-crossing alleys, and knocked on this door.He didn't expect that Yan Qingyuan's house was next door to Wang Qing's, and they were still neighbors.

"Student Yan Xun, the key is in my trouser pocket, please help me get it and open the door."

Qiu Yun collected his thoughts, raised his eyes to meet Yan Qing Yuanyun's smiling eyes, paused, lowered his eyes to see that he couldn't move his hands, walked to him, put his hand into his trouser pocket, took out the key, and opened the door. security door.

This is an old house with two bedrooms.

The decoration is very old-fashioned. There is no floor on the floor, just a simple concrete floor, but it is very clean. There are only a few pairs of shoes of the same size on the shoe cabinet by the door.

He scanned around calmly, and found that the house was deserted and deserted, with almost no popularity.

Yan Qingyuan asked him to sit for a while, and went to the balcony with the vegetables in his arms.

The balcony is a small kitchen with little space. A simple kitchen and kitchen cabinets are built with quartz stone, and various seasonings and battery stoves are placed on the countertop.He was carrying a bucket, beckoning Qiuyun to sit first, and then carrying the bucket to fetch water outside.

Taking advantage of this gap, Qiu Yun carefully looked at the living room.

The living room is not big, there is not much furniture, most of the space is occupied by the grid, and a black BMX is parked next to it.

In the small half space, there is a set of sofas and tables and chairs for eating.

On the table in front of the sofa is a set of tea sets for making tea. In the tray of the tea set is a little fox made of clay. Most people’s tea pets are things with auspicious meanings, such as golden toads and braves. But he never I've seen someone use a little fox as a tea pet.

He was curious, put the gift bag and the painting aside, and was sitting down to take a closer look, when Yan Qingyuan walked in empty-handed.

"The house is shabby, and there is nothing good to entertain you, so you can make do with it first."

"It doesn't matter." Qiu Yun tapped the tea pet with his fingertips, and raised his eyes to the boy sitting over: "You really like little foxes."

"That's right." The young man picked up the gift bag by the table and was about to put it under the table when Qiu Yun suddenly asked, "Aren't you going to open it and have a look?"

Yan Qingyuan raised his eyes and looked at him for a few seconds, then lowered his head and took out a long brocade box from the gift bag.

He opened the brocade box, and inside lay an exquisitely crafted little fox schoolbag pendant, made of ice seed powder crystal, a small one in the palm of his hand, cute and full of girlish heart.

"I was looking for red, but I couldn't find it after shopping around." Qiu Yun explained.

"I like girl fans too." Yan Qingyuan couldn't put it down and played with it for a while, then put it back in the brocade box cherishingly, the smile on the corner of his lips could not be suppressed: "Student Yan Xun, you really have a heart."

Really a very gentle person.

He couldn't help but wonder, is Yan Xun so gentle to everyone?

"We should be friends now, right?"

Qiu Yun heard that he always wanted to add a classmate after his name, so he said, "From now on, you can call me Yan Xun or Brother Yan."

"Yan Xun." Yan Qingyuan changed his words very naturally: "You sit down for a while, take what you want to drink to the refrigerator, and I will wash the vegetables and cook."

"do you need my help?"

Yan Qingyuan's eyes fell on his overly slender white and tender fingers: "Then can you wash the vegetables for me?"

"Row."

Qiu Yun followed Yan Qingyuan to the balcony, hugged the vegetables that the old lady had just sent, and carried them to the sink outside in a vegetable sink.

There was no one by the pool, only a red bucket was placed under the faucet to catch water.

Yan Xun's ten fingers do not touch the water of Yangchun.

But Qiuyun can cook.

The two chatted while washing the vegetables.

Most of the time it was Yan Qingyuan who was teaching him how to wash the vegetables. By the small pool, the relationship between the two gradually became closer.While waiting for the cooking, Yan Qingyuan had already naturally called him to help.

Yan Qingyuan's cooking techniques are very sophisticated.

Qiu Yun could tell at a glance that this was a skill that had been practiced for many years.

He leaned against the kitchen cabinet, chatting with each other one after another, trying not to ask questions that shouldn't be asked.

"Brother Yan, the noodles are almost ready, take the bowls and chopsticks and go to the pool outside to drink clean water."

Yan Qingyuan usually eats and drinks at milk tea shops.

So the family only has noodles and eggs for supper when staying up late at night.

But earlier, the old lady gave him green vegetables and bacon, and he fried a plate of bacon with green vegetables, and made a sliced ​​scallion omelet. It looked simple, but after a taste, he found that his cooking skills were really good.

"I didn't prepare enough today. I'll make you a big meal when you come next time."

The two sat around the dining table.

Yan Qingyuan put a piece of bacon into Qiuyun's bowl with serving chopsticks.

Qiu Yun picked it up and tasted it, the fragrance was strong, oily but not greasy: "Then I'll come back next week, you prepare my favorite dishes in advance."

"Okay, so what do you like to eat?"

The question caught him.

Strictly speaking, he doesn't put too much emphasis on appetite, and he is basically not picky about eating and drinking.

After thinking about it, he said, "I don't have any taboos, you pick what you are good at."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly remembered the matter of asking Father Yan to hire him a tutor last night.

He hesitated for a moment, father of Yan's speed, it shouldn't be so fast, right?

After dinner, Yan Qingyuan opened the door of his room: "It's still early, you can rest in my room for a while."

Qiu Yun walked into the room, and at a glance saw the unpacked sketches and paint pens beside the bookshelf diagonally opposite the wall.

On the bookshelf, there are many books related to painting, among which there are various versions of "The Little Prince" in a corner.

"Why do you like the little prince so much?" He turned his head and asked with a smile.

As soon as the other party opened his mouth, he heard a rapid coughing sound from the next door. This coughing sound made it uncomfortable to listen to. He frowned. The sound insulation here is too bad.

Yan Qingyuan noticed that his brows were frowning, invited him to sit by the bed, and said in a piercing cough: "Because the first fairy tale I read was "The Little Prince". Only the unfettered freedom of the little prince—”

"Boom, boom, boom!" The wall shook a few times, and violent curses sounded: "I'm so old, it's not over yet, is it?"

The sound of cursing, accompanied by the sound of kicking footsteps, and the weak sound of flattery reached the ears of the two of them.

The two looked at each other.

Yan Qingyuan said first, "I'm used to it, but you probably aren't used to it, or should we go to the milk tea shop first?"

Qiu Yun nodded and stood up: "I remember that your milk tea shop has a second floor, why don't you move to live there, anyway, the environment is better than here, and it is more convenient."

"There are sundries on the second floor." Yan Qingyuan walked to the desk, put the gift from Qiuyun into the drawer of the desk, and said: "My milk tea shop was rented to a clothes owner before, and the income was not good. Well, the boss couldn't pay the rent, so he mortgaged those goods to me as rent, and I had no place to put them, so they piled them all upstairs."

Hearing this, Qiu Yun was a little surprised: "Is that shop yours?"

"Strictly speaking, it was left to me by my grandma." Yan Qingyuan closed the drawer, tilted his head, and smiled at him: "I want to change clothes, are you going out to wait, are you still waiting in the room?"

"..." The topic changed so that Qiu Yun almost didn't turn the corner: "I'll go out and wait for you."

When he went out, he closed the door of the room, walked to the grid, and looked at the BMX parked beside it.He didn't understand this thing, so after a few glances, he went to look at the lattice frame.

There were some sundries and car accessories in the lattice shelf. Looking at it, I saw a locked wooden door hidden behind the lattice shelf from the corner of the eye.

He stared blankly at the lock on that door. The little mirror said that Yan Qingyuan was often locked in the storage room when he was a child. Could it be this door?

Just as he was in a daze, there was the sound of the door opening behind him.

He collected his thoughts, turned around, and saw that Yan Qingyuan had changed into a slim T-shirt and narrow-leg jeans, which made him thin and slender, with a black square scarf wrapped around his forehead, revealing his handsome face and raised chin. Eyebrows, wearing a pair of wrist guards on his wrists, the whole person has changed from a gentle boy to a passionate boy.

The previous Yan Qingyuan was too sensible, not like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

But after changing his clothes, he finally saw in the eyes of the other party the vigor and confidence that only young people of this age have.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Yan Qing Yuanji walked over pulling his slippers, with smiles on his brows and eyes.

"Do you like playing bmx very much?" Qiu Yun asked.

"I don't like bmx." Yan Qingyuan pushed the car, went to the door to change shoes: "I like the exciting feeling."

When the blood in his body is boiling due to intense exercise, the adrenaline will soar, which in turn will cause the heart to beat faster, which makes him feel alive.

The word 'stimulation' reminded Qiuyun of his unhealthy psychology abruptly.

During the two encounters, Yan Qingyuan behaved like a normal person, which made him almost forget that the other party had a psychological problem.The other party seems to be aware of it, that's why he likes stimulation, and seems to want to vent and relieve in this way.

Qiuyun saw him put on his sneakers, and said, "Next time, will you teach me how to play?"

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