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"Wow! It's actually a small attic!" Shen Letong stood inside the door of Zhou Ruiyang's residence and shouted excitedly.

Zhou Ruiyang bit the key ring and closed the door which didn't work well, "Well, the small attic, isn't it beautiful?"

Shen Letong walked over and raised his hand to touch the slanted small square window embedded in the log-colored roof, "It's pretty nice."

"That's right, the small window leaks a little when it rains." Zhou Ruiyang threw the key ring on the small table by the door, took off his thin coat and hung it behind the door, walked to the side of the small bed and leaned up on it , These days he was lying in the hospital so much that he was about to vomit.

Shen Letong sat next to Zhou Ruiyang, gently lifted the clothes on his stomach, glanced at the healed but still shocking wound, touched it carefully and said: "Your room is a bit empty, add something more Enough."

Zhou Ruiyang was tickled by Shen Letong, he took a breath and sucked his stomach back a little.

"Hey, you still have abdominal muscles." Shen Letong smiled and poked the muscles on Zhou Ruiyang's stomach with a smile like a child seeing a toy.

"That's right, my brother's body is suitable for being a model on the catwalk." Zhou Ruiyang said, turning his neck, which was sore from the high pillow in the hospital, looking at the dark walls around the room, and then said to him Shen Letong, who was lying on his body counting his abs, said, "When I have money, let's buy a penthouse, the one with a loft, how about it?"

"Sure, wait until you have money." Shen Letong responded without distraction, and covered Zhou Ruiyang's stomach with the clothes to prevent him from catching a cold.

"Don't believe me." Zhou Ruiyang got up excitedly. The wound on his stomach made him grit his teeth, but without delay, he quickly reached into his trouser pocket, took out the advertisement he tore out of the magazine, and handed it over to him. Gave it to Shen Letong.Zhou Ruiyang's clothes were torn and stained with blood that day, and they were originally thrown away as garbage. If Zhou Ruiyang hadn't begged the little nurse to help her find them, this ad would not be here.

"I want to open a bakery." Zhou Ruiyang said seriously.

Shen Letong took the advertisement paper and read it carefully, then raised his eyes and asked Zhou Ruiyang, "Have you thought about it?"

"Think it over." Zhou Ruiyang said shyly, "I'll get the baker's certificate first, and then save some money to set up a store, and slowly return to the capital and make a profit. Maybe I can open a chain in the future. The world's top [-] or something."

The corners of Shen Letong's mouth curved into a beautiful arc, "Boss Zhou, it's the first time I think you are so reliable. May I ask, when are you going to take this first step?"

Zhou Ruiyang covered his stomach, "I'll sign up tomorrow."

That night, Zhou Ruiyang and Shen Letong huddled together on the same bed. Zhou Ruiyang rested his chin on Shen Letong's furry head, regaining the sense of solidity he had felt a long time ago. With the excitement of embarking on a new journey, Zhou Ruiyang felt like he was dreaming They all laughed out loud.

The next morning, Zhou Ruiyang went downstairs to buy breakfast before Shen Letong woke up. Since returning to Ningling City, he felt that he hadn't seriously thought about what to eat for breakfast for a long time.

In a breakfast shop downstairs, Zhou Ruiyang ordered three drawers of steamed buns and some side dishes, and went to the supermarket to bring back two boxes of milk. The pile of things made Shen Letong hiccup.

After breakfast, the two began to "part ways". Zhou Ruiyang went to sign up for a baking training school, while Shen Letong went out to find a job with his resume.

Zhou Ruiyang found the baking school according to the address on the advertisement, and filled out the registration form at the reception desk.

"There are quite a lot of people who signed up this time. We just have the last few places left. You are lucky." The girl in charge of the reception said while typing on the keyboard.

Zhou Ruiyang smiled, and after filling out the form, he put on the cap of his pen smartly, and handed the completed application form to the girl.

"Western pastry training, pay in installments." The girl muttered, entered Zhou Ruiyang's information into the computer at the front desk, raised her face and asked him: "Come to class on weekends or from Monday to Friday?"

"Weekend." Zhou Ruiyang said.

"Okay." The girl nodded, and handed a bunch of materials to Zhou Ruiyang, "You can go back and look at these things first. The class will officially start at nine o'clock this Saturday, so don't be late."

"Success, thank you, beauty." Zhou Ruiyang took the information, put it in his arms, and said goodbye to the girl at the front desk happily.

When he returned to his residence with the materials in his arms, Zhou Ruiyang felt relieved, as if he was stepping on a cloud, light and light, and felt that he could become a fairy in the next second.

There was no one in the small attic, and Shen Letong hadn't come back yet.Zhou Ruiyang was sitting at the small table under the small square window, spreading out the materials in his arms and reading. This was probably the thing he read the most devotedly besides comic books.

Zhou Ruiyang did not quit his job at the convenience store, but asked the owner to ask for leave every weekend night.After Zhou Ruiyang was injured, the shop owner specially hired an employee on the night shift. He was a young man who was a little younger than Zhou Ruiyang. He was very kind, but he seldom spoke. A little, but fortunately enough.

Shen Letong also found a job very smoothly. With his academic qualifications and work experience, he entered a company with good treatment. The company could have allocated staff dormitories to Shen Letong, but Shen Letong declined. Willing to live with Zhou Ruiyang.

After that, the life of the two of them was still on a regular basis. During the day, Zhou Ruiyang went back to sleep in the attic, and at night, Shen Letong came back from get off work. The only difference was that they were both free on weekend nights every week.Sometimes Zhou Ruiyang would bring back some grilled skewers of beer and the like, and sit cross-legged on the ground with Shen Letong to eat.

"Let me tell you, those people who learned pastry with me are very funny." Zhou Ruiyang said with a string of mutton skewers in his mouth, "Using a piping bag to squeeze a simple flower is like shit, and the cream is still delicious." It didn’t break up, and there was a bubble sound of ‘噗味噗味’ while squeezing, which was funny.”

There was a piece of mutton between Shen Letong's upper and lower teeth, and he didn't know whether he should swallow it or spit it out. Seeing Zhou Ruiyang holding a beer can with a wretched smile on his face, he knew he was being tricked, so he stretched out his legs and kicked Zhou Ruiyang, "My name is You 'pu ba pu ba', the flowers you squeeze don't look like shit?"

Zhou Ruiyang moved his buttocks and quacked happily, "It's really not like it. The flowers I squeezed out look good. That's something I learned a long time ago." Zhou Ruiyang took a big bite of the mutton skewers.

"Can you be more modest?" Shen Letong took another bunch of grilled chicken skins, sticking out his slightly stingy tongue.

"No." Zhou Ruiyang said, "It's hard for me to have something I can take out."

Shen Letong curled his lips, suddenly felt a little pain in his stomach, and it was getting worse, as if his intestines were knotted. He quickly stuffed the roasted chicken skin in his hand to Zhou Ruiyang, and ran to the toilet clutching his stomach.

Zhou Ruiyang froze for a moment, put down the things in his hand and followed out.

There is no toilet in Zhou Ruiyang's small attic, the toilet on the top floor is shared, at the corner at the end of the corridor, Zhou Ruiyang shouted outside the door of the toilet: "Xiao Lele, are you having a stomachache?"

"Okay...it seems to be." Shen Letong said weakly, "Who did you buy the skewers from, isn't it...not clean."

"No, it's the same one I used to buy." Zhou Ruiyang said, "Don't you have a stomach problem again, what medicine did you take before, I'll buy it for you."

"No...no need." Shen Letong said, "It's not a stomachache, maybe, maybe it's just something wrong with eating."

"Little Lele, don't scare me. If you feel uncomfortable, go to the hospital quickly." Zhou Ruiyang said anxiously at the door of the toilet.

"No need." Shen Letong gasped and said, "But Zhou Ruiyang...I forgot to bring the paper."

Zhou Ruiyang, who was still in a hurry just now, almost laughed, "You wait, I'll go back and get it for you."

When Zhou Ruiyang came back with the toilet paper, Shen Letong was almost healed, but his stomach was still a little uncomfortable, so Zhou Ruiyang helped him back to the small attic, climbed onto the bed and lay down on his stomach.

Zhou Ruiyang squatted on the side of the bed worriedly, looked at him and asked, "Are you really okay, Xiao Lele, if something happens to you, I can't explain it to Auntie."

"It's really all right." Shen Letong muttered rubbing against the pillow, shifted his position, pressed his stomach tightly against the bed, and left the back of his head for Zhou Ruiyang, "You were the one who made a fuss just now."

Zhou Ruiyang smiled at the back of Shen Letong's head, and suddenly hoped that Shen Letong would just lie on his stomach limply and was not allowed to go anywhere.

Just thinking about it, Zhou Ruiyang didn't know that his nerve was wrong, so he stretched his chin and buried the back of Shen Letong's head and gave him a shallow kiss, but just in time for Shen Letong to change his posture, he turned his head away from the past, and Zhou Ruiyang wiped the tip of his nose.

Fortunately, Zhou Ruiyang reacted quickly enough, raised his hand to "snap" Shen Letong's forehead, pulled his face away from Shen Letong's face with force, and said, "I see if you have a fever."

Shen Letong stared at Zhou Ruiyang for a while with his eyes wide open, then shook his head blankly as he recalled the scene just now.

"Well, it's fine if you don't have a fever." Zhou Ruiyang took his hand down as if nothing had happened, "I'll get you some hot water." After speaking, he stood up, dragged his numb legs, and carried the hot water bottle for the rest of his life. The fastest speed went to the hot water tank by the corridor.

Zhou Ruiyang panted heavily while consuming the hot water, and he didn't know why his heart was beating so fast.

Shen Letong was lying on his stomach looking at the half moon hanging above the small square window, and wanted to laugh very much.

The next night, when Shen Letong went back to the small attic, he saw an inflated sofa on the floor. Next to the sofa was Zhou Ruiyang, who was lying on the floor and almost died. During the day, Zhou Ruiyang was afraid that Shen Letong would sit on the sofa. It was cold on the ground again, so I bought such a thing and brought it back.

Shen Letong squatted beside the half-dead Zhou Ruiyang, took the cylinder-shaped pump that was picked up from the bed, and was half covered by the hanging sheet, and asked Zhou Ruiyang: "Obviously there is a pump, why do you insist on blowing it with your mouth? "

"Damn." The man lying on the ground was stunned for two seconds and then cursed while covering his face.