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Wu Chu, who was sitting on the ground, stood up, carrying mineral water in one hand, and wiping sweat with the other hand, and walked towards the maintenance workshop compartment, obviously not bothering to pay attention to the boys behind him.

"Are you fucking listening to me?"

Du Hang looked at Wu Chu who was wearing gray overalls without turning his head, and didn't even give him a look. He endured it for a few seconds, and seeing that Wu Chu was about to walk into the cubicle, he choked out a sentence in frustration: " You're a fucking cuckolded idiot!"

Wu Chu's footsteps faltered slightly, he turned around, with a bit of hostility on his unruly face, he stared at Du Hang in front of him and said word by word: "Clean up your mouth."

Du Hang's words were obviously referring to Shen Qiuze.

Wu Chu knew all the dirty things in the circle, including that he would agree to be with Shen Qiuze at the beginning, and it was also because Shen Qiuze found him in a heavy rain a few years ago, wet and pale, with no blood on his face, his eyes drooping and dumb The voice said that he was threatened and forced by a rich boy in the bar.

That rich young man is the eldest son of the family, and is well-loved. Although he is the bottom of the circle, his private life is chaotic, and men and women have always been taboo. Even Wu Chu, who has been competing abroad all the year round, knows that the rich young man has more than one time because of his hobbies. The people around me are disabled.

At that time, Shen Qiuze looked up at him with a pale face, pursed his lips, and his eyelashes were full of fine rain, begging Wu Chu to help him.

A poor student with no power, no power and stunning appearance, following that rich young man, can imagine what will happen to him with his toes.

At that time, Wu Chu was smoking a cigarette, and the boy looked arrogant and indifferent, he only raised his head and glanced at Shen Qiuze, who was wet all over, without saying a word.

When Shen Qiuze lowered his eyelashes and said "excuse me" slightly hoarsely, Wu Chu got up, went to the hotel bathroom to get a clean towel, and threw it on Shen Qiuze.

Then Wu Chu stood there and watched Shen Qiuze wipe his hair with his lips pursed. He said to Shen Qiuze in a cold voice, "Go and tell that trash that you belong to me."

"He won't touch you again."

At that time, Shen Qiuze walked towards him with a little surprise on his pale face, Wu Chu stood there frowning and said vigilantly: "What are you moving, don't come over."

That look is like Tang Seng looking at a female goblin.

For the next hour or so, Wu Chu squatted on the bed with a game headset hanging around his neck, and gave an hour of ideological education to Shen Qiuze who was honestly sitting on the sofa not far away in front of him with a little vigilance.

Specifically, Shen Qiuze can be said to be his man to deal with the flowers and plants outside for Shen Qiuze, but the two of them have nothing to do with each other in private.

Shen Qiuze doesn't need to pay anything, all he needs is for Shen Qiuze not to jump around in front of him all the time.

Shen Qiuze sitting on the sofa: "..."

At that time, Wu Chu’s idea was very simple. He competed abroad all year round. Although many people in the circle called him a wild species with malice behind his back, the name of the young master of the Wu family was always there. of.

And his own name followed by a person does not have much influence on him, but it has a greater influence on Shen Qiuze, and he will bear the reputation of being adopted in the circle.

But the development of things is often unexpected. What is unexpected is that Shen Qiuze fell in love with him persistently and silently for two years, and later on, amidst Shen Qiuze's silent and sincere love, he also fell in love with Shen Qiuze.

In Wu Chu's ears, Du Hang's words in front of him were obviously a blatant satire about Shen Qiuze being threatened by that rich young man two years ago.

At the same time, he was mocking Wu Chu for picking up things that others didn't want.

Du Hang looked at Wu Chu, who had a bit of cold brows and eyes. He stared at Wu Chu, and seemed to smile angrily, "You tell me to keep my mouth clean?"

"Why don't you tell your little lover to clean his hands and feet?"

A few days ago, when Du Hang followed a group of cronies in and out of a high-end club, the slightly drunk Du Hang saw Wu Chu's little lover wearing an expensive suit and walking into a certain black luxury car with an indifferent expression.

Reminiscent of Wu Chu being dumped, Du Hang immediately realized that this little lover had obviously found a more powerful next wife, and kicked Wu Chu.

Thinking of this, Du Hang gloated and raised his brows a little viciously: "Do you want to beg me?"

"Please beg me, maybe I'm in a good mood, I'll check it out for you, so that your green hat is more clearly green?"

Two minutes later, the boy next to the sports car looked at the back of a man who simply turned around, and said angrily, "I'm such an idiot to you!"

"What I said is true! Do you believe it or not!"

A car repair shop worker in overalls hesitated for a moment, and before he walked to Du Hang's side, before he could speak, the boy next to the sports car glared violently and said, "No car wash!"

A staff member: "..."

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In the evening, fire clouds spread across the sky, and the sultry evening wind blew through the wilting treetops. Wu Chu carried a few bags of vegetables and walked back to the residential building deep in the alley. Browbones with Band-Aids.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Wu Chu frowned and stopped abruptly, looking back at the narrow alley.

There was no one in the alley, and a black-headed cat suddenly jumped into the garbage dump on the old wall of the alley, making rustling noises.

Wu Chu looked up, and in the evening, the windows of every household in the crowded Tongzilou were opened, and the smell of cooking wafted out, and the dubbing of cartoons could be vaguely heard on the TV. Mixed together, everything looks normal.

Wu Chu heaved a sigh of relief for some reason, he muttered something about the black-headed cat, and walked towards the rental house with a few bags of vegetables.

In the rental house, the dim sunset in the living room diffused into the yellowed screen window, and Yin Jin, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was silent in front of the washing machine in the narrow kitchen.

The cover of the old washing machine was open, and the screen of the mobile phone in Yin Jin's hand was also on. The browser page of the mobile phone displayed: "Why do the clothes in the washing machine fade?"

"Is it normal for panties to fade?"

"How poor do you have to be to buy faded underwear?"

After watching for half an hour, Yin Jin, who couldn't figure out why, was sitting in a wheelchair, already thinking about whether the size of underwear worn by the boy who rented together was suitable for him.

After thinking for a few minutes, Yin Jin leaned slightly on the wheelchair, staring at the messy mess of clothes in the washing machine, and pressed his temple with a headache.

Last night, the little boy put his clothes wet from the faucet into the washing machine. Before he could take them out to dry, he was frightened by his pale face and rushed him to the clinic.

After I came back, I was busy cooking noodles for him in the early morning. I probably forgot the laundry in the washing machine when I got busy. I hurried to work the next day, and I probably forgot the laundry in the washing machine.

Yin Jin saw it in the afternoon, thinking that the clothes were all wet by him, and now lying in the washing machine overnight and morning would not be clean, so he pressed the button of the washing machine and gave the little boy's clothes Wash it once, so that the little boy can dry his clothes directly after he gets back from work.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for the tattered washing machine to finish washing for almost two hours, Yin Jin casually opened the washing machine cover and fell silent.

The tangled clothes inside the washing machine cover all turned to dust, and even Wu Chulian's rustic white old man's undershirt was completely blackened.

A piece of faded underwear lay quietly in the washing machine, and a few small holes were torn by the washing machine.

He didn't know until he checked online that ordinary clothes don't need to be washed for more than two hours at all, and the option of more than two hours corresponds to large items, not to mention that this old washing machine has left half an hour to soak large items. pieces of clothing.

Yin Jin tilted his head and watched the golden sunset in the living room diffuse into the old floor. He heard the sound of turning the key on the old aluminum alloy iron door and was pushed away by someone. Yin Jin, who was sitting in a wheelchair, quickly put the lid on the washing machine Close up.

With a "bang", Wu Chu, who entered the door with vegetables, raised his head and looked at the man in the kitchen in a daze.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair with a calm face, and smiled slightly at him, "You're back?"

Wu Chu paused for a while, then nodded blankly. He walked into the kitchen and asked Yin Jin, "Are there any taboos?"

"The nurse said that you have to eat lightly these days, and the takeaway outside is not very clean. If you don't dislike you these days, just eat with me."

In any case, the man was sent to the clinic in the middle of the night because of his limes, and it was easy for him to cook an extra meal.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Yin Jin looked at the boy with a Band-Aid on his browbones. He was skillfully washing rice in front of the faucet without taking off his gray short sleeves from the repair shop.

He pondered for a while in the wheelchair, and seemed to be wondering if he had any taboos. Wu Chu only treated him as being embarrassed, and said while washing rice, "You're welcome, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Yin Jin leaned on the wheelchair and tilted his head after thinking deeply, and said, "Don't eat chili, chrysanthemum, toon, leek, onion, carrot, broccoli, and soybean sprouts."

"When cooking, remember not to add sugar when you put salt, and no salt when you put sugar."

"I don't like soybean oil and corn oil as far as oil is concerned, but peanut oil is fine."

Yin Jin looked at the silent Wu Chu, thought for a while, and added a sentence as if to make up for it: "If you have leeks, you can eat leeks..."

Before he could speak, Wu Chu put down the rice cooker silently, glanced at Yin Jin and said indifferently, "You can order takeaway."

Yin Jin: "..."

Sitting in a wheelchair, with his hands crossed in front of his stomach, he looked at the indifferent Wu Chu, smiled slightly, and said calmly, "I don't think I have any taboos now."

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Half an hour later, the dining table in the narrow living room was steaming, and Wu Chu looked indifferently at the four plates in front of him.

There is no taboo, but in the end the man has a problem of cleanliness.

In the end, he had no choice but to divide the two dishes into four portions, each with two dishes, and placed them in front of each other.

Yin Jin's movements were elegant but not slow when he was eating. He held the bamboo chopsticks with his cold white slender fingers, which made the bamboo chopsticks feel expensive for no reason.

Ten minutes later, Yin Jin put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth, his deep eyebrows were filled with rare joy.

I have to say that this little boy's cooking skills are really good, which unexpectedly suits his taste. This meal is the most comfortable meal he has eaten since he was injured in a car accident.

After the two of them finished eating, Wu Chu sat on the sofa and just peeled the oranges. He seemed to remember that today's clothes were still in the washing machine, so he hurriedly got up and walked towards the kitchen.

As soon as Yin Jin in the wheelchair looked up, he saw Wu Chu hurriedly walking towards the kitchen, and remembered the dusty ball of clothes and messed up underwear in the washing machine in the kitchen.Yin Jin immediately called Wu Chu to a stop, Wu Chu turned his head and looked at him with some doubts in his eyes.

Under the light, the man in the wheelchair had deep browbones, deep contours, and a dignified and elegant demeanor. His thin lips moved, and he asked calmly, "What size do you usually wear underpants?"

Wu Chu was stunned, and said blankly, "Huh?"