Cousin fierce

The reason why Shu Jie's figure was so perfect at that time was inseparable from Fan Tongtong's appetite. Every meal, the school stipulated that one or two halves would be given to Fan Tongtong, and Fan Tongtong would eat two and a half. Very quickly, every time after eating, he would stare at the food in Shu Jie's bowl opposite, making Shu Jie, who was sipping, not even in the mood to eat.

Every time Shu Jie put the rice in her bowl to Fan Tongtong's place, Fan Tongtong was so touched that he put the rice into his mouth, not caring whether it was saliva on Shu Jie or not.

Until high school, Fan Tongtong ate twice as much as Shu Jie.Fortunately, the volume was kept within a suitable multiple.

Shu Jie looked at the setting sun, and suddenly remembered a picture, in that noisy school cafeteria, there was also such sunshine, and Fan Tongtong was sitting opposite her, burying her head in eating the meal she allocated for her, Shu Jie always said at that time too fat for you.

If you are a curse if you are fat, Shu Jie must have said it countless times. After all, the two of them have been together for thousands of days, so it must have never been effective. Looking at Fan Tongtong's current body, he is not fat, but rather Just below the poverty line.

"I'm in moderation now. I haven't eaten since yesterday. I thought I could eat it, but I didn't expect it to hurt my stomach." Fan Tongtong wrapped the paper bag and saw a trash can next to him. He wanted to throw it away, but he couldn't bear it. His expression was extremely tangled .

Shu Jie said, "If you don't eat, feed the dog."

Fan Tongtong's eyes widened. "Can dogs eat it?"

"That's right. Dogs in Hangzhou eat better food than humans now. Which dog would care about your food?" Shu Jie said nonchalantly, but Fan Tongtong behind her was extremely itchy. You're joking, you're clearly just stating a fact.

Staying by Shu Jie's side, Fan Tongtong understood one thing, that Shu Jie never told bad jokes, what she said must be the truth.The truth made her even more powerless.

Fan Tongtong refused to throw it away, and grabbed the paper bag like a treasure.

Walking to a green trash can, Shu Jie stretched out her hand and said, "I'll throw it for you."

Under her prodding, Fan Tongtong threw it in, clapped his hands, and said, "I have done another bad thing. If my grandma finds out, she will definitely say something like a lightning strike to kill me."

Looking back at Shu Jie, Shu Jie had a displeased expression on her face. Fan Tongtong didn't know what she did wrong again, so she asked cautiously, "Did I throw it in the wrong trash can?"

Shu Jie shook her head, but her complexion was wrong, and she felt discouraged.Don't talk to Fan Tongtong anymore, stepping on high heels, striding forward.

Fan Tongtong followed behind her, half running.

Shu Jie was annoyed in her heart, why she was so bored to argue with her about taking out the trash.She was angry that she was not like herself. If she were a person, she would never think about these things, because she was not Fan Tongtong, and she would never make such a mistake.

Shu Jie took out the key and opened the door of the house, the air-conditioning in the room came oncoming, Shu Jie threw the key into the blue and white porcelain bowl on the cabinet by the door, kicked off her slippers, and walked barefoot into the living room.

The layout of the room all has the taste of Shu Jie, every inch, every corner, is made by Shu Jie herself without pretending to be the hands of others.

She didn't even have people come in to do the renovations, she did it all by herself.

She doesn't trust the decoration companies outside. Surrounded by invisible chemicals, she doesn't know how many deadly substances are in the air she breathes.

For unknown things, Shu Jie has a kind of rejection from the bottom of her heart, which is close to cleanliness.

Her sofa is an old sofa found in a flea market. The dirty and ugly fabric on the outside is removed, filled with the stuffing she bought, and wrapped with a large piece of linen fabric.There are light yellow flowers and tender green leaves on the linen cloth, the unique yellow color of linen, obvious warp and weft, and rough surface.

She has a bookshelf, made of bamboo, four stories high, close to the height of a person, with traces of fire on it, and black smoke left in the curved place. After a long time, the bamboo also turns gray and loses its green color. Because of the astringent freshness, it becomes dim, and this dimness makes it silent, which makes it look beautiful.Shu Jie saw this bookshelf in a boutique store that was about to close down. At that time, it was full of cheap cosmetics. She bought the bookshelf and moved all the way back from the central area of ​​Hangzhou.

Everything is Shu Jie's own, so she feels that this place is like her own underwear, the most intimate thing that sticks to her skin, and does not allow outsiders to come in, and must not let strange shoes dirty her floor, All the dust should be hers, she is the queen of this husk world.

She doesn't intend to share the world with anyone or move out of here.When she spent money to buy this single-family house, she had already planned to stay single for the rest of her life.

Only now there is one more person.

Shu Jie watched Fan Tongtong's sneakers step on the carpet where she entered the door, Fan Tongtong carefully took off the shoes, squatted down and put them on the shoe rack in the corner, and placed them with her high heels, and the white cotton socks stepped on her floor , Fan Tongtong's intrusion made Shu Jie feel her heart tighten.

After Shu Jie took a deep breath, her mood calmed down. When Fan Tongtong sat on her sofa, Shu Jie's body turned a little to the side due to the elasticity of the spring, and the weight of others was transmitted to Shu Jie's place. Shu Jie suddenly felt her heart It also becomes heavy.