Thousands of years old silly white sweet

As night fell, Dong Changqing stood downstairs in the dormitory carrying three bags, waving goodbye to Jiang Yan.

"Then, how about I pick you up at the coffee shop at noon the day after tomorrow?"

"Okay."

The day after tomorrow afternoon was Jiang Yan's classmate reunion, Dong Changqing agreed to play a play with him, and Jiang Yan specially bought him a new suit from head to toe as a performance costume.

Back at the dormitory, there were several people sitting in the living room, all of whom were employees who had moved in these two days. They were chatting and laughing together. Join, there is no TV here, and he doesn't have a mobile phone. Even if he lives with many people, Dong Changqing still feels a little lonely.

"I bought a fried chicken rack, do you want some?" Seeing Dong Changqing come back, Zhao Yingying pointed to the plastic bag on the table and greeted him very warmly.

They like street snacks very much, fried or grilled, the spicier the better, but Dong Changqing doesn't like it very much. He waved at Zhao Yingying, "I'm going to take a bath."

Others sneered softly at Zhao Yingying's hot face and cold butt, Zhao Yingying could hear it naturally, she couldn't help being embarrassed, and her smile froze a bit, "Okay."

Dong Changqing didn't notice the undercurrent surging in the living room, so she turned and went into the bathroom.

The bathroom in the dormitory is small and messy, and the dry and wet are not separated. When you take a shower, you have to collect all the things that are afraid of water. of irritability.

In fact, he had a pretty good day today. His work was easy, and his colleagues were polite to him. After get off work, Jiang Yan took him to eat Japanese food and buy new clothes.

But Dong Changqing's mood couldn't get better.

In fact, since he got off the Xiujue car at noon, he has been very unhappy. Dong Changqing couldn't tell the reason, and couldn't find a solution, so he could only endure clumsily, waiting for himself to forget the inexplicable mood.

When I came out of the bathroom, there was no one in the living room, and there was a smell of chicken racks and low-quality perfume in the air, which was very greasy and unpleasant.

Dong Changqing couldn't bear the weird smell the most. He wanted to take a breath, so he ran all the way to the window, opened the window suddenly, and breathed in the air outside.

What came out of the nostrils was an even more unpleasant smell.

stench.

Dong Changqing endured the discomfort, and looked downstairs on tiptoe. He was at the window on the third floor, and he could clearly see a dark blue garbage truck parked beside the corridor.

The property is collecting garbage.

Precisely this time.

Dong Changqing closed the window with red eyes, pursed her mouth into a thin line, trying not to let the tears fall, but the crystal drops rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably.

As soon as Li Chuang opened the door, he saw a boy in shorts and a T-shirt sitting cross-legged on the sofa, huddled into a small ball, his exposed skin glowing white under the light, his hair and eyes were wet, and he looked pitiful. With Xixi's appearance, Li Chuang, a straight man of steel, couldn't help but feel pity in his heart.

"You...are you crying?"

The tears on Dong Changqing's face were still wet, he didn't look at Li Chuang, and nodded in a daze, "The smell is too bad..."

Li Chuang was puzzled and looked around, "What's the smell? Why didn't I smell it?"

When he said this, Dong Changqing became even more sad, and asked sobbingly, "Are you deaf in the nose?"

Li Chuang smelled it for a long time, and finally knew what the smell he was talking about, "Che, what did I think, isn't it just the leftover chicken bones? They are too. The old horse said that the takeaway should be thrown out after eating." ..."

Li Chuang muttered, but his hands and feet were very diligent. He collected all the garbage together and threw it outside the corridor. "Okay, the meeting window will be boring after a while."

"No, there are garbage trucks outside."

Li Chuang looked at him and said helplessly, "Then you can go back to your room."

"But if you don't wash your socks, they smell even worse."

"..." Li Chuang paused, and sat down next to Dong Changqing with a dejected face, "You have a dog's nose, you can smell my socks without washing them! Do you think I am as relaxed as you every day? I've been tired all day, if I can't do it, I'll come back for a rest, if there's nothing wrong with me, I'll clean it up every day..."

He didn't know what the wind was, and he complained to Dong Changqing all the time. After a while, he slowly stopped and asked Dong Changqing, "Why don't you talk."

Dong Changqing really didn't have any insight at all. He only cared about his own displeasure, and didn't notice that Li Chuang was also very unhappy. Even if he did, he wouldn't change his mind just because of him, so he opened his mouth and said, " You'd better go take a shower, you smell like oily smoke."

"You!" No matter how he restrained his temper, Li Chuang still had some self-respect. He was very annoyed at being so disgusted by Dong Changqing, and he jumped up and pressed down on Dong Changqing, "You fucking sweet Right! I'll smell it!"

At this time, Dong Changqing knew that he might have said something wrong, but Li Chuang was right, he was very fragrant, "Okay, you can smell it."

Dong Changqing said, shaking the T-shirt twice.

"..."

This T-shirt is still Li Chuang's. When he wears it, it always smells like cigarettes. It smells so fucking good on this picky and hypocritical young master.

Li Chuang had nothing to say, lost his temper, got up and went back to the room, took a bath with his socks.

Seeing that he took away the stinky socks, Dong Changqing felt much more comfortable and walked into the room slowly.

The room was fairly clean. There were two beds, a table in the middle, and a long pole opposite the bed. There were many clothes of Li Chuang hanging on them. Most of them looked like they belonged to Li Chuang for many years. cell phone.

Dong Changqing sat on the edge of the bed, watched Li Chuang's cell phone vibrate, hesitated for a while, and answered the phone, "Brother Ma."

Boss Ma asked impatiently on the phone, "Where is Li Chuang!"

"He's taking a bath." Dong Changqing's tone of voice didn't fluctuate at all, and he sounded dull.

"He's taking a shower? So what are you doing?"

"Sit down and take your call."

Boss Ma has a look of lovelessness at the moment.

He was about to go to bed, but suddenly received a call from the boss, asking him to change Li Chuang's room.

Isn't this a joke? In the past two days, he has lied more than half his life before. He can act in TV dramas, but no matter how good he is at acting, he lives in a good place. How can he find a reason to ask him to change rooms?

Hey, but who would let others give so much money and help his eldest son study abroad.

Boss Ma was quick-witted and made up a temporary lie, "You...you tell Li Chuang later that he will stay in the store after taking a shower. The police called me and said that there are thieves wandering around the area these two days. Steal from house to house."

"Well, I see."

"Okay then, go to bed early."

This sudden call transferred Li Chuang away, without him snoring in the middle of the night, Dong Changqing slept very comfortably.

The next morning, Dong Changqing was woken up by Zhao Yingying, "Why are you still sleeping, you're almost late!"

Look at the time, it's already 45:[-].

Those who arrive at the store on time at nine o'clock will be deducted from wages if they are late.

Dong Changqing sat up with a puff, ran to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face.

Zhao Yingying urged outside the door, "Don't brush so finely! It's just the two of us!"

Dong Changqing was very anxious in her heart, but her movements were still very slow.

That's how Xiujue taught him to brush his teeth back then, and Dong Changqing was used to it and couldn't change it.

After Dong Changqing finished washing, it was almost nine o'clock. Even though the dormitory was not far from the coffee shop, Zhao Yingying seemed to be cool, "It's over, and the money will be deducted again."

The salary deducted is not much, ten yuan and 20 yuan, but if it is converted into a bowl of beef noodles and a bowl of rice noodles, it is a loss of a meal, which is not worthwhile.

Dong Changqing didn't care much about deducting wages at first, but she was a little frustrated when she said that.

When we arrived at the store, it was already thirteen minutes after nine o'clock, one yuan per minute, and the two were deducted 1 yuan.

"Hey..." Zhao Yingying put her hand on Dong Changqing's shoulder and said amusedly, "We are really hard brothers."

Dong Changqing glanced at her, "You are a woman."

Zhao Yingying laughed amused by his words, "Why are you so cute!"

Dong Changqing couldn't understand her smile.

Seeing that he didn't smile, Zhao Yingying was embarrassed again. After all, the little girl was thin-skinned, and she was too soft-hearted, so she took it easy, "I'll clean the glass, and leave."

"Ah."

The morning shift staff arrived at [-] o'clock, busy with the white-collar workers' peak hours, and the evening shift at [-] o'clock was responsible for cleaning.

Although Dong Changqing is divided into morning and evening shifts like them, he basically has nothing to do. Boss Ma asked him to help serve dishes or do odd jobs when everyone else was busy.

"welcome."

Dong Changqing, who was helping Li Chuang move the chair and wipe the floor, raised his head subconsciously when he heard the voice. It was a back that he was very familiar with, with broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, and a tailored suit that looked great on him.

Dong Changqing has been working in the coffee shop for four days, and has seen no less than a hundred men in suits and ties, but there is only one, Xiu Jue, who can wear a suit so handsomely.

"What are you looking at?"

Dong Changqing grinned, but didn't speak.

Well, although he quarreled with Mr. Xiu yesterday, he still couldn't help being happy to see him.

Missing is a very strange emotion. Dong Changqing doesn't understand it, and she doesn't know how to think about it.

Xiujue seemed to notice that Dong Changqing was looking at him, and turned around to wave to him.

Dong Changqing stepped forward quickly, "President Xiu! You are here again!"

Xiu Jue saw that the person in front of him was smiling, and he seemed to have forgotten what happened yesterday, so he felt helpless for the self who drove all the way downstairs to the dormitory after watching him cry last night, "Sit down, I have something to talk to you. "

Dong Changqing shook her head, "No, the boss will scold you."

"...It's okay, sit down."

"That's good!" Dong Changqing sat opposite him, with Xiujue's figure reflected in her clear eyes, "What are you talking about?"

Xiujue took out his mobile phone, dialed it twice, found a video, and handed it to Dong Changqing, "Look at this."

Dong Changqing stared at it for a long time, the smile on his face had completely collapsed.

In the video, a brown puppet bear rides on Xiujue, hits him hard with the head, and then runs away. The person who recorded the video follows the little bear all the way, followed him into the coffee shop, and watched him remove the bear's head.

There are also bullet screens.

【Social Bear, Social Society】

[Is it too much?Do you really feel free to wear doll costumes? 】

[Hahahahaha, am I the only one who noticed that the man in the suit didn't fight back? 】

【This guy in a suit looks familiar, I think I've seen it on TV】

【Ahhhhhh, I take back that sentence!Xiaoshou, bah, the bear is too cute! 】

[Looking at the barrage, I fully understand what beauty is justice...]

The author has something to say: Dongdong is already on the mend!friends!immediately!It's about to zoom in!