Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

This night was very peaceful, but Chi Xiaochi was dreaming again and woke up at three o'clock in the morning.

Chi Xiaochi looked at the ceiling for a while, and said, "Ah Tong."

Xi Lou: I'm sorry, I'm deaf.

Chi Xiaochi persisted: "A Tong, let's talk about three yuan."

Xi Lou: I'm sorry, Sanmao doesn't talk either.

He still can't accept that there is another person in Song Chunyang's body.

Even though this person is as slippery as Song Chunyang, Song Chunyang is happy because of his simplicity, and even if Chi Xiaochi is smiling, people can't tell whether it's genuine or fake.

Chi Xiaochi couldn't find anyone who could talk, so he sighed helplessly, put one hand behind his head, and turned around to look at Gan Yu who was sleeping soundly beside him.

The bed is not very big, so Gan Yu sleeps on his side, occupying only half of the bed.

Seeing this scene, Chi Xiaochi's heart skipped a beat.

This sleeping habit reminded him of a man.

At that time, Chi Xiaochi often went to Lou Ying’s house to stay. Lou Ying had a good physique, and his body was warm in winter and cool in summer. Chi Xiaochi was just the opposite, cold in winter and hot in summer. He loved to sleep next to him, as comfortable as rubbing against the air conditioner.

When he was a child, Chi Xiaochi slept to death, and his sleeping posture was not good. After falling asleep, he often kicked his own quilt and dragged Lou Ying's.

Lou Ying was woken up by him in the middle of the night, and she was not very angry. She gave him her quilt, and went down to the ground to pick up the quilt he kicked away, patted it, and covered it herself.

However, once he really made a fuss too much, Lou Ying changed the quilt with him twice, but within half an hour, he kicked the quilt off the ground again with a grunt, and then started to move He scrambled to grab Lou Ying's quilt.

Again and again, Lou Yingrao became a little angry no matter how good-tempered she was.

The next day, Chi Xiaochi woke up and found that Lou Ying was placing fried dough sticks and soy milk on the small table in the room. The soy milk was freshly ground, and the fried dough sticks were bought from the best breakfast stall nearby. It is best eaten while it is hot.

Chi Xiaochi wanted to get up in a daze, but he couldn't get up after twisting for a long time.

The quilt was rolled into a tube, and Chi Xiaochi's arms and legs were wrapped in rice dumpling stuffing. A thin rope used for backpacking was wrapped around the quilt from the beginning to the end, and finally wrapped around the waist. After finishing the work, he wrapped Chi Xiaochi so that he couldn't move.

Chi Xiaochi was a little confused: "Lou, Brother Lou..."

Turning around, Lou Ying found that the dumpling stuffed on his bed had woken up with disheveled hair, and was lying on the bed staring at herself, smiling slightly: "Are you hungry?"

Chi Xiaochi looked down, then nodded obediently: "En."

Lou Ying: "I'm only allowed to have breakfast after tossing it out on my own."

Chi Xiaochi rolled twice and couldn't get out.

He tried to bend down to bite the knot again, but he couldn't bend down.

Chi Xiaochi rolled his eyes and guessed why he had become a spring roll, so he immediately softened his voice and acted coquettishly: "Brother Lou."

He knew that Lou Ying's heart was the softest, and as expected, Lou Ying's eyes softened, and she sat back on the side of the bed, gently and helplessly pinched the tip of his nose: "I can't kick the quilt anymore."

Chi Xiaochi agreed faster than anything else, with a sweet and obedient smile on his face: "Okay."

Lou Ying knew at a glance that he didn't take it seriously: "Who dares to sleep with you in the same bed like you, how will you marry a wife in the future?"

At that time, Chi Xiaochi felt that falling in love and sleeping with his daughter-in-law was too far away from him, and it was not as real as the breakfast on the table.

He said, "Then I won't marry a wife, and I will be with Brother Lou for the rest of my life."

Lou Ying smiled: "Stupid."

After that, he unrolled the quilt, released the sweet stuffing, and rubbed his hair again: "Go and wash up. The fritters won't taste good when they get cold."

That's what I said, but Chi Xiaochi never felt that his sleep was so different.

His house is small and has a lot of sundries. His parents sleep on a double bed that can be stored, and he sleeps on the floor.

The ground is much bigger than the bed. Even if you step on the quilt, as long as you feel cold, you can pull the quilt back with your hand. Therefore, when you wake up, Chi Xiaochi is generally still within the protection range of the quilt except that he has shifted his position.

It wasn't until many years later that he joined the crew for the first time, and he had a room and a big bed for independent rest.

He fell asleep naturally, but was woken up by the air conditioner in the middle of the night.

He reached out to pull the quilt and found that the quilt had fallen to the ground.

Chi Xiaochi dropped the quilt twice that night.

The next day, he asked the crew for two 3kg sandbags.

Since then, he has rarely kicked the quilt.

Thinking of this, Chi Xiaochi stretched out his hand to test the temperature of Gan Yu's wrist.

In the mission world, it is autumn at this time, and under the power of the autumn tiger, the room is still a bit stuffy, but Gan Yu's body is cool, and it is conceivable that if he hugs him, he must be very comfortable.

Chi Xiaochi looked at Gan Yu who was sleeping soundly in front of him, and his throat felt a little tight.

If he is really the incarnation of 061, if 061 is really Brother Lou...

Chi Xiaochi had vowed long ago that he would never give himself any chance to be disappointed again, but when things came to an end, he still couldn't control himself.

...This is not good.

Chi Xiaochi thought about it for a while, then put away those extra thoughts, and planned to play a card game for a while until dawn.

Suddenly, he heard a faint female singing coming from the corridor, humming tremblingly and pinching his throat, he couldn't understand the lyrics, but the tune was quite distant and pleasant.

Chi Xiaochi shivered, and subconsciously leaned in Gan Yu's direction.

The singing fluttered from far to near, which made people get goosebumps.

Chi Xiaochi was determined not to die, and Quan pretended not to hear, but he still couldn't help leaning on Gan Yu again.

The sound is getting closer, I don't know if it is coming here.

Chi Xiaochi felt his heart beating like a drum, and the sound was enough to attract the singing people in the corridor.

He squeezed his heart hard, wishing sincerely that someone could hold him now, so that his fear might be neutralized a little.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Gan Yu stretched out his arms to wrap Chi Xiaochi's waist.

Chi Xiaochi froze, while Gan Yu stretched his arms, and wrapped his other hand around his neck intimately and naturally, pressing the back of his head, letting him nestle into his arms, as if comforting a frightened animal. cat.

Through a thin layer of pajamas, his fingers gently stroked Chi Xiaochi's spine.

It's a reassuring petting method, similar to petting a cat.

Chi Xiaochi was a little weak from being touched by him, and his whole body went numb like an electric shock. He was still thinking about the midnight singing outside, but he didn't feel sick.

The two brothers and sisters woke up at some point, but no one made a sound.

Gan Tang got up from the bed silently, stared at the door silently, at some point in his hand he had already grasped a dagger, the posture of holding the dagger was obviously experienced.

The singing woman shuffled towards the door.

The closer she got, the more Chi Xiaochi couldn't help but look at the door.

Gan Yu, who had already opened his eyes in the darkness, frowned slightly, and wrote on Chi Xiaochi's back with his backhand.

He said, "Look at me. Don't be afraid."

The singing voice drifted past Chi Xiaochi's gate without stopping.

Chi Xiaochi let out a long breath, his tense muscles relaxed a little, and planned to get out of Gan Yu's arms.

Who would have thought that after a lot of trouble just now, he and Gan Yu had already arrived at the bedside, and when he moved back a little, he accidentally bumped into the empty glass placed on the bedside table.

The glass fell straight to the ground.

Chi Xiaochi broke out in cold sweat suddenly, but before he could react, Gan Yu turned over and pressed on him, grabbing back the glass that was about to shatter.

The singing stopped for a moment, and the master seemed to be listening carefully.

Everyone in the room also held their breath and concentrated, not even daring to take a breath.

After a while, the singing sounded again.

It seems that the woman did not notice this little commotion.

The singing gradually faded away until it disappeared without a trace.

Gan Yu, who was lying on Chi Xiaochi's body, lightly put the glass back on the bedside table, got off him, pulled the quilt for him, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

Gan Tang nodded, and lay down obediently.

Chi Xiaochi didn't say anything about the fact that once he woke up, it would be difficult to fall asleep. He lay flat and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep, but his heartbeat was still very chaotic, with a pounding sound.

I don't know how long it took, guessing that the brother and sister must have fallen asleep, Chi Xiaochi opened his eyes again.

Because they were afraid of the picture of the balloon in the room, their beds were adjusted so that they no longer faced the picture directly.

From Chi Xiaochi's point of view, he could see layers of tree shadows cast by the window when he raised his eyes. The shadows were intermittent and dazzling, as if he could hear the sound of branches and leaves touching each other.

But within a few seconds, Chi Xiaochi was suffocated.

A woman's face came from the night, slowly pasted the window glass, and looked in coldly.

...and this is the third floor.

Because of the squeeze, the facial features of that face changed shape, flattened like a catfish, Chi Xiaochi faintly felt that this face was familiar, but how could he dare to look closely, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, but his shoulders couldn't help but twitched Tremble.

When that gaze was about to fall on Chi Xiaochi, Gan Yu, who was sleeping next to Chi Xiaochi, seemed to have dreamed of something, uttered a vague raving, and immediately embraced Chi Xiaochi, pressing his forehead against Chi Xiaochi's sweaty forehead.

The shallow and long breathing sound fell on Chi Xiaochi's face, giving him great comfort.

Chi Xiaochi just pressed against Gan Yu's forehead, instead of raising his head to check if the woman had left, he gradually calmed down and fell asleep unconsciously.

On the second day, the morning light rose, and he woke up again around seven o'clock.

The two of them put their heads together and did not change their posture.

Even if Gan Yu's handsome eyebrows are magnified several times, it still makes people's heart flutter, not to mention the possible identity behind this face, Chi Xiaochi's thick, invulnerable face can't be hugged, and he shrinks back.

This action caused Gan Yu to wake up, he opened his eyes, and smiled before saying anything: "I'm hugging you again?"

Chi Xiaochi thought, the word "you" is used ingeniously.

Gan Yu smiled gently: "Sorry, I'm a poor sleeper."

What else can Chi Xiaochi say, he can only believe his evil.

When the taskers gathered for breakfast, they were all whispering about the singing they heard last night.

Seeing Chi Xiaochi and the Gan family brothers and sisters appearing at the same time, Yuan Benshan's expression turned dark.

For the past two days, he has been thinking about Guan Qiaoqiao's affairs. Now that Guan Qiaoqiao has been dealt with, he should take good care of his little boyfriend who doesn't know how to defend himself.

He sat beside Chi Xiaochi and coughed lightly: "Last night...did you hear that?"

Chi Xiaochi nodded, sincerely said: "I was scared to death."

Gan Yu handed the peeled boiled egg to Chi Xiaochi's hand, and said, "Chunyang is really frightened, eat more, so as not to panic."

Yuan Benshan glanced at him: "I'm talking to Chunyang."

Gan Yu said politely, "Me too."

After these few days, none of the taskers present could tell that this little blind man hooked up with two men, the one named Yuan was Zheng Gong, and as for the doctor, who said he was a colleague, who would believe it?

For the fact that he can still open a harem in the mission world, all the missionaries expressed their amazement.

Can't learn, can't learn.

Chi Xiaochi, who is in the center of attention, has the self-cultivation of a little bitch, drinking the porridge served by Yuan Benshan and eating the eggs peeled by Lao Gan next door, without being moved.

Before this, Yuan Benshan was almost never worried that Song Chunyang would vote for someone else, but the appearance of Gan Yu made him have to think more.

He was a little anxious, pressed his elbow on the table, and approached Chi Xiaochi, but his voice was still as gentle as possible: "You sleep with others, you have to consider my mood."

Chi Xiaochi blinked and blinked: "I promised to form an alliance with them."

Yuan Benshan was stunned for a while, then his face gradually turned blue: "Why didn't you discuss it with me?"

He lowered his voice: "Did you tell them about that?"

Chi Xiaochi pointed to his own eyes, and also said in a low voice: "You think I don't want to. They noticed that my eyes were of different colors as soon as they came in, and they couldn't hide it."

Yuan Benshan frowned into knots.

Indeed, Gan Yu is Chunyang's colleague, he can't see up and down, if he finds out the secret of Chunyang's eyes, he will either kill him or form an alliance.

In contrast, the latter is much more cost-effective than the former.

Yuan Benshan watched coldly for a few days, and he could see that the Gan brothers and sisters acted calmly. They had never formed an alliance with anyone, and the two of them lived in the eighth world, and they would not be soft persimmons or pig teammates.

Thinking of this, Yuan Benshan was even a little grateful for Guan Qiaoqiao's death.

After all, the system stipulated that the number of alliance members should not exceed four at most.

After making up his mind, Yuan Benshan still maintained a look of disapproval: "Let's bring Qiaoqiao something to eat. She is also our ally, and we should ask her opinion."

Gan Yu and Gan Tang looked at each other, put down their chopsticks, and said they would go together.

Seeing that the four people who were still in a state of tension just now walked upstairs together, the atmosphere was harmonious and beautiful, and all the taskers simply admired Chi Xiaochi.

Damn, awesome.

Before going upstairs, Yuan Benshan already had an idea.

The door is already locked, and there is no spare key, so they are destined to be unable to knock on the door when they go back.

When Song Chunyang and the others found out that something was wrong, it would be too late.

That ghost should be very close to Guan Qiaoqiao, no matter what, she is dead.

It is very likely that she has been dragged into the painting, or torn to pieces, without a whole body.

Even if she still died on the bed as she left the room, her death could still be blamed on the ghost.

The surgical guitar was deliberately played in the opposite way to his usual technique. According to Chunyang's temperament, he would only be sad that his friend was killed by a ghost, and would not be suspicious.

In his imagination, Yuan Benshan smiled, turned around the stairs on the second floor, and when he looked up, his whole body was struck by lightning, and he froze on the spot.

Guan Qiaoqiao stood at the top of the stairs on the third floor, put on a set of daily makeup, and changed into movie costumes early, talking and smiling, she still had the crazy appearance two days ago, those photos seemed to never affect her again any effect.

She looked at the four people below with different expressions, and said, "I delayed the shooting a few days ago, I'm sorry."

After finishing speaking, she smiled at Chi Xiaochi: "Chunyang, I'm here."

Chi Xiaochi suddenly felt the cold rising from the soles of his feet.

...he remembered.

Last night, the reason why he thought the face on the window looking in was familiar was because it was Guan Qiaoqiao's face.

Is the person standing in front of them still Guan Qiaoqiao?