OL iron rule

Fujiwara Ryoka found helplessly that children from her relatives came to play at her house every day, and they were driven to gradually occupy her house.

At first, it was just school uniforms, toothbrushes and other personal belongings. Later, even her house keys were consciously prepared and taken away. This kind of robber mode really made Linghua speechless.

"It's not good, your family will be worried."

Linghua finally couldn't help protesting to the young curve, but unfortunately, he didn't hear her intention at all.

"I live alone." The boy hit the protest ball straight back.

"Huh? Then what about your food? You eat outside?"

Linghua thought of the huge lunch box and couldn't help asking.

The boy nodded, unaware that there was anything wrong with his answer.Of course, this is what won Linghua's sympathy.She thought, this child must not have had a good meal, so he stayed at home and refused to leave.

"You can come whenever you want to eat, but my house is too small. You are a boy, it's not good to sleep with me all the time."

The boy raised his eyebrows and fell into thought, as if he hadn't thought about it before.Fujiwara Ryoka is not surprised at this point, after all, for a child, the concept of gender is still relatively vague, and I don't think it is strange to sleep with an 'aunt'.Fourteen or five-year-old children are exactly the embarrassing age; one year younger is still a child, but three years older is already a youth.Linghua has no experience with adolescent children, but she also understands that children at this stage are only at the stage of ignorance of adult common sense and ethics.As an elder, she can't just indulge the child to mess around without thinking.

"Go to my house." The boy made a decision after thinking, "My house is very big, you move here."

Fujiwara Ryoka restrained the urge to twitch the corners of her mouth.How did this conclusion come about?And how domineering this child must be, without any consideration of her personal consciousness?

"If you want to eat, I can make it for you, and you don't need to live together."

The boy felt unhappy.

"Wow, you hate living with me?"

"Huh? No, it's not..."

"Then move here."

"No, it's not very convenient. This is my home, and it's closer to the company."

"Don't you have a car, you can drive to the company."

"No, what I mean is that we are not relatives and friends, and it is not good to live together."

"You never lived with anyone else before?"

"I lived with people in college. But that's different, we're splitting the rent—"

"You don't need to pay the rent, just cook for me."

"...Hey, that's not what I meant!"

In short, Linghua was dragged in while talking, and when she wanted to argue, the boy had already had a good meal on his own, and fell asleep in bed.Facing this wayward second-generation ancestor, Linghua really didn't know what to say.She thought, she must have a good talk with him tomorrow.

But when she came back from get off work the next day, she found that her house was completely empty, and everything including furniture was gone.Only the boy with phoenix eyes, leaning against the door frame, showed her a hateful smile.

"Let's go."

"..."

Less than a month after Fujiwara Ryoka knew the second generation ancestor boy, she was forced to move, and the owner of the new home was this speechless boy.

Linghua felt with emotion that she had been arrested and became a free cook for a rich young master.

Forget it, in fact, there is nothing wrong with that.The boy's house is very big, and she doesn't need to pay the rent.Most importantly, she has been living alone for a long time, and she feels somewhat lonely.There is a cohabitant who can talk and eat together. Just like this, I feel a lot relieved from the pressure of work.To be honest, if there is really no harassment from a boy who loves to eat, she will feel lonely.

As expected by Linghua, the young man is indeed the eldest son of a rich family.Just looking at the size of the house, she had the illusion that she was in a small pocket.The pure Japanese-style house is completely incompatible with a modern office worker like myself. Stepping into the door is like walking into another world.

The house was empty, without any human voice.It was so quiet that one wondered if anyone lived there.

Linghua understands why homeless teenagers are willing to go to their own house to squeeze in. Even the most lonely person can't help being depressed and lonely when living in this environment.If it was her, it would be better to sit on a park bench than to stay in such a depressing and silent place.No one needs to walk in to talk to you, as long as you can feel the wind blowing and the grass leaves shaking, you can be sure that you are truly alive.

"You never thought about finding someone to live with before?"

Linghua didn't ask the boy about where his parents were. She knew that some topics were not brought up by the person concerned, so it was best not to touch them.

The boy frowned unhappily: "I hate crowds."

Linghua thought it was funny: "Living with me is not a gathering?"

"If you don't make noise, you won't feel irritable."

He hates crowds.

On the one hand, it is because of his extraordinary sense of hearing, and noisy voices will make him anxious for no reason; on the other hand, it is because of his nature.

The lonely teenager has been living like a wild animal. His lifestyle and thinking mode are the most primitive and direct, and he can never relax his vigilance against the outside world.If you want to describe it, he is a carnivorous beast living in this reinforced concrete jungle, always hunting and preparing for war.

However, she is different.

It's not a herbivore that makes people want to bite and kill, nor is it a carnivore that makes him try to compete; she is like a tree.

Yes, it's like a lion instinctively chasing rabbits and attacking jackals, but it has no objection to enjoying the quiet under the shade of a tree.

A tree will not run away, nor will it pounce on your weakness, a tree is a tree, a place where you can rest quietly.

"You are a tree, and being with you is not a flock."

"..."

Fujiwara Ryoka really wants to declare that her name is Ryoka, not Ryoki.Even with this name, she is still a human being, not a plant.

"Today I want to eat sushi."

"........."

Linghua couldn't bear it anymore, she stretched out her hand and gently pinched the boy's face.

"Greedy cat."

Forget it, just treat it as my second job as a chef and be hired by this kid.

It's like I have an extra brother.