Jonson's Diary

Xue Lin is cooking yogurt porridge, and he has already wasted a lot of ingredients.He didn't dare touch Qiao Song's strawberry milk, and the supermarket is not far away, he thought so, so he put on a hat and went out.

Xiao Song followed Xue Lin all the way to the door, and he sat down obediently.He wagged his tail and yelled at Xue Rin a few times.

Xue Rin was changing his shoes. In fact, it didn't matter whether he changed or not. He just changed into a pair of slippers that he could wear outside. If Qiao Song caught him wearing indoor slippers, he would end badly.

Maybe it was because of a special event, the supermarket was crowded with people, even though the air conditioner was turned on, Xue Lin didn't feel much comfortable amidst the noise.

The air is mixed with the smell of sweat, fish, all kinds of fruits and vegetables, and the smell of rotten meat after thawing frozen food.

It's like the rotten water that has been in the sewer for many years mixed with engine oil, it's disgusting.Xue Lin held her breath and quickly walked through this area, and came to the snack area.

There are all kinds of dairy products in the refrigerator, Xue Lin frowned, thinking that Qiao Song would choose that flavor.

The cold air from the freezer and the air conditioner made Xue Lin's dizzy head sober up a lot. The weather was really unbearable, and the area he just passed was like hell to Xue Lin.

In fact, he is not willing to be a clean freak, thanks to his sensitive senses, what can he do?

Xue Lin was wearing a large T-shirt bought for a few dollars on Taobao. The back was wet with sweat and was sticky. I thought the jeans I was wearing this time were already thin enough, but they were still stuffy. The underpants are coming out, Xue Lin thought while checking the expiration date of the yogurt.

"Rin?" Someone hesitated to call his name, and only Qiao Song could recognize him without hesitation in his current appearance. Xue Lin put down the blueberry-flavored yogurt and turned around.

Wen Huibo has been wandering around this supermarket for several days, and he has not seen Xue Rin. Originally, he planned to buy some instant noodles today and headed home. Unexpectedly, there is another village!

He has moved to Xue Lin's neighborhood for several weeks, and if he wants to, he has to work hard, otherwise, what originally belonged to him will be taken away.

"Assistant Wen." Xue Lin said, well, this is considered as a greeting, which one is better, mango or strawberry?Qiao Song likes both. He likes to eat mangoes. He always peels them open and bites them. Every time he eats mangoes, that guy has to wash his face.

Xue Lin wanted to laugh when he thought of that scene, and when he thought of Qiao Song's taste problem, the corners of his raised mouth immediately flattened.Anyway, he can't taste any flavor, so just pick any one!

Xue Lin put both flavors of yogurt into the shopping cart, and asked Qiao Song to try both when he came back.

Xue Lin found that Wen Huibo was still standing there waiting for him: "What's the matter? Assistant Wen?"

Wen Huibo still smiled like a spring breeze: "Do you really have to be so outrageous?"

Wen Huibo was his first friend in the United States. The two went to high school and college together. Logically speaking, their friendship should not be so rigid.

The reason why Xue Lin left without saying a word was because his parents passed away.It was rare for his parents to enjoy leisure time at home. They had just finished a business deal and planned to rest at home. Xue Lin's father went to the kitchen to get a bottle of red wine.

When he returned to the living room, he saw his wife's body and the gangster with a gun. That was the last picture of his life.

Few people attended the funeral. The two brothers, who hadn't seen each other for many years, crossed their eyes and instantly understood what the other meant.

The couple did not make a will, and the brother-to-man battle that the onlookers were expecting did not happen, and his brother inherited all the inheritance.While Xue Lin was in class, she also secretly helped his brother deal with troublesome bugs and troublesome documents.

During that time, Xue Lin was very busy, and it was Wen Huibo who was always with him.

Xue Lin ignored Wen Huibo's teasing, and asked him mechanically:

"Is something wrong?"

Wen Huibo suddenly felt that going on like this is not an option, there must be a break.

Wen Huibo has his own pride and reserve, he looks down on people who lose their dignity for love and only wag their tails and beg for mercy.If you don't love yourself, if you don't respect yourself, can you expect someone to cherish you?

"Can we talk?" Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, Wen Huibo is jealous of Qiao Song, why can he get what he wants without doing anything?

He once thought about using despicable means, but he still couldn't do it. He is a human being, not a beast who does anything for his ends. As a human being, he must have a bottom line.

"Follow."

Except for work, Wen Huibo could only walk behind Xue Rin, not too far away, and when he wanted to get closer, Xue Rin walked away again.

Xiaosong's sensitive ears heard Xue Rin's footsteps from a long distance away, and he ran to the door immediately, staring at the door with black grape-like eyes, waiting for the moment the door opened, it could pounce on it!

"Is this your dog?"

Xue Lin threw all the things she bought on the coffee table, making a crashing sound.

"No, it was raised by Qiao Song." The T-shirt sticking to the back was very uncomfortable, and it had exceeded the time Xue Lin could bear. He just pinched the corner of the clothes and lifted the clothes to the level, exposing his abdominal muscles. He froze for a moment, and walked quickly to the room. He came out after changing clothes.

"Really, I don't miss your style at all."

Fabric sofas, dark curtains, wooden dining tables and chairs, no gorgeous crystal lamps, coffee tables with intricate patterns, and Rococo-style cabinets.

Simple and elegant.

Wen Huibo was wearing a thin shirt, and it was a bit cold under the 16-degree Celsius air conditioner, and his skin got goosebumps.

Wen Huibo picked up the air conditioner panel and adjusted it to 24 degrees Celsius.

"Is Qiao Song not here?"

"Him? Ah, I went to Kunming. I just left yesterday."

"You're really accommodating him. There are no piles of takeaway boxes or beer bottles."

"no way."

"Xue Rin, I like you." After saying it, Wen Huibo felt a strange sense of relief. Maybe, I don't like him that much, Wen Huibo thought so.

But in fact, he was still feeling cold just now, and now his palms are full of sweat, his brain is blank, he can't think, he can't move, his heart doesn't obey orders, he is like a prisoner who has never seen the sun, standing in the light for the first time, waiting Last Judgment.

If there is no accident, it is the death penalty, he thought so, but what if?What if?It's not worth taking risks for the chance of one in ten thousand. Reason is right, but Wen Huibo still did it.

Maybe, he was just waiting for an answer that made him give up, and then he could go hysterical for a while, wash away the scars in the torrent of time, and finally set sail again.

Ridiculous?His confession was not to expect something, but to hope that Xue Rin would give him a good time.

Xue Lin is very keen, he sensed Wen Huibo's careful thinking, so he chose a cold attitude.No matter how dull a person is, after being liked by others for so many years, no matter what he thinks, he will be a little bit confused.Let alone Xue Rin?

"Feel sorry."

Freed, Wen Huibo thought to himself.He smiled ferociously. How many people's years of relationship ended with a word of apology?Certainly one more of him is not much, and one less of him is not much.

"I'm a family man."

文晖博深呼吸好几次，指节搬得'喀嚓喀嚓'，想揍人，非常非常想！For the first time in the 26 years of my life, I wanted to beat someone up.

The corner of Xue Lin's mouth twitched: "You want to beat someone? It's a pity, you can't do me."

Wen Huibo quickly languished, like a deflated ball.

"I know you like Qiao Song. It can be said that he is the second person I know. Who told you to use Qiao Song to make sentences when you talk to me every day after you get acquainted?"

Xue Lin didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, pretending not to hear the crying.

Wen Huibo tried his best to hide his choking sound, stop teasing!Who the hell [Fuqiang]'s mother is going to cry, isn't that, isn't it just being rejected?What's the big deal?Just right!It's time for him to have a good relationship, I don't care for rubbish like Xue Lin!

"'How am I inferior to him?' If possible, I would really like to question you with this sentence, but there is no way, who made me know him second?"

"I like you, but I can't hate him!! What should I do!"

"Just because I understand, I like you, and I also..."

The last words were all submerged in Xue Rin's embrace.Wen Huibo was a little confused, and said sourly: "Qiao Song taught it."

"Yes, he said he doesn't know how to comfort people, just hug him."

Wen Huibo pushed Xue Lin away, smiled viciously and said:

"I sincerely wish you a very bumpy road to love."

I bless you, happy forever, happy forever, nothing can trouble you, you will cross everything, go gray-haired, until death.

What they didn't expect was that Wen Huibo's words became a proverb.