My straight man has a longer reflex arc

When the food came, Cheng Xiaoye took a slice of lotus root with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. It was spicy, crispy, refreshing and stimulating, and it was a waste of water. After two slices of lotus root, he had already drunk three cups of water.

He could only hang out his tongue and fan the hot one, and complained, "Why do you order it so spicy?"

Lu Zhan chewed the vegetables slowly: "I'm from Sichuan, and every meal is spicy and enjoyable."

"So your trash can is full of pickled fish residue? How can you not change the trash for a week?"

"There is no day and night when you are busy." Lu Zhan said with a smile: "Would you like to drink a bottle of beer? Drinking will make you feel hot, which is very exciting."

Cheng Xiaoye snorted, "I don't drink with strangers."

"The public servants of the people are relatives, not strangers. You, a defeated general, don't you dare?"

Cheng Xiaoye became furious when he heard this, put down the bowl and said, "Let me tell you, although I can't beat you, I can drink well! Don't mess with me!"

"I've lived for 24 years, and I haven't seen any brat who can brag like this?"

"I'll compete with you!"

"Bibi?"

Half an hour later, Lu Zhan regretted it.

When he came back with Cheng Xiaoye on his back, he was vomited twice by this kid, and carried him back upstairs in one breath, which made his back ache from exhaustion.

"Stinky boy, I can't tell, is it really good to drink?"

Putting the person back on the bed, Lu Zhan moved his wrist a few times, took off Cheng Xiaoye's dirty clothes, covered him with a quilt, turned off the light, and then went out.

In the middle of the night, Cheng Xiaoye felt uncomfortable in his stomach. He went to the bedside to feel for the lamp, but he couldn't find it for a long time. It seemed that his hand touched a very strange thing.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a human face!

"When are you going to touch it?" Lu Zhan narrowed his eyes speechlessly.

Only then did Cheng Xiaoye realize that he was not in his own bedroom, and then he saw a stranger sleeping next to him. Although he knew that this was a public servant who would not do anything to him, he kicked him down without even thinking about it.

Lu Zhan fell to the ground with a bang, and Cheng Xiaoye touched the lamp to turn it on.

Lu Zhan jumped up and was about to show his power, but Cheng Xiaoye didn't give him this chance. He jumped off the bed with his shoes on, opened the door and went to the bathroom.

In this way, Cheng Xiaoye ran back and forth to the bathroom all night, and did not come out for the last time for a long time.

Lu Zhan was so tormented that he didn't plan to sleep, he leaned against the door and waited.

But Cheng Ono couldn't come out from inside.

Lu Zhan knocked on the door: "Cheng Song, why don't you come out?"

He was anxious and angry inside, and held it back for a long time before shouting: "Stingy! Can't you put more paper in your toilet? I ran out of paper after only a few trips!"

"..." Lu Zhan couldn't help it anymore, and laughed a few times.

"Smile!" Cheng Xiaoye cursed inside.

Lu Zhan didn't dare to laugh any more, he restrained himself by holding the wall against his waist, and asked, "Then what should we do now?"

"Think about it with your feeble IQ, of course you sent me the paper!"

When Lu Zhan went down to buy the medicine and came back, Cheng Xiaoye finally came out of the toilet. After taking the medicine, he ran for two more times, and finally subsided, but he was also exhausted, and he was not forgiving when he was exhausted.

He lay on the sofa and looked at Lu Zhan resentfully: "You rogue policeman, you deliberately harmed me..."

Seeing him like this, Lu Zhan just kept laughing. He felt that Cheng Xiaoye was really like a wild cat who was obviously going to die of exhaustion, but desperately wanted to scratch you to be reconciled.

"How did I hurt you?"

"Give me spicy medicine at night, I've never had such a spicy night... Supper, you tricked me into drinking beer... Now I'm fine, I got food poisoning..."

Lu Zhan wrapped him in a blanket inexplicably, and nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, I am guilty, you can call 110 tomorrow and let the police arrest me."

Cheng Xiaoye touched his deflated stomach, took a breath, and did not speak again.

Lu Zhan picked up Cheng Xiaoye's blanket again, and Cheng Xiaoye immediately got excited and glared at him: "What are you doing?"

"Are you going to have diarrhea and freeze in the living room overnight, waiting to die suddenly the next day?"

Cheng Xiaoye didn't move anymore. After being hugged to the bed, he covered his stomach and frowned again.

"Going to the bathroom again?" Lu Zhan asked.

"No, I think I have a stomachache, and it hurts like a cramp."

Lu Zhan helped him rub his stomach again.

After tossing all night, neither of them slept.

Cheng Xiaoye slept until noon the next day, and when he woke up, Lu Zhan was not there, and rice was steaming in the rice cooker in the kitchen.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Lu Zhan came back with a big bag of things.

Cheng Xiaoye said: "I thought the people's servants had gone to work?"

"I've become your personal public servant now." Lu Zhan entered the door and put down the bag, even the sound of closing the door was helpless.

"I didn't let you control me. You were the one who begged for nothing to dedicate to the people."

Lu Zhan nodded, yes, self-inflicted crimes cannot live.

"Did you feel better when you woke up?"

Cheng Ono nodded.

"I'm going to cook, you watch TV and play with your mobile phone, wait for about 10 minutes."

When Lu Zhan entered the kitchen, Cheng Xiaoye asked again, "Do you have a computer?"

"In the study."

Twenty minutes later, Lu Zhan really brought the food to the dining table, but Cheng Xiaoye was still in the study.

When Lu Zhan walked in, he saw him typing on his notebook. He glanced at it and said, "So "Impermanence Smile" is a high school student?"

When Cheng Xiaoye heard the voice behind him, he immediately closed the computer, turned his head angrily, and said, "It's immoral to peek at other people's articles."

"I didn't mean it, I just kindly asked you to eat."

At the dinner table, Lu Zhan picked up the topic just now, and commented: "Your pseudonym is quite scary, so I've read a few of them curiously, and want to hear feedback?"

Cheng Xiaoye lazily chewed the radish, nodded: "I'd like to pay attention to the readers' opinions."

"Although it is ancient, it is too exaggerated. Your temperament is more suitable for writing modern themes."

"You still watch the exaggeration."

"I mean you can add something tangible and positive and up and down."

"Xiaoya, who came from an ordinary family, was still working hard after her parents passed away. Later, she finally met the most important person in her life. He is Wang Dazhuang, the young president who lost her memory after illness but is positive and keeps looking for memories?"

"..." Lu Zhan smiled dryly: "I just want to offer an opinion. You are just recovering from a serious illness and you still bother to drive me to a dead end."

Cheng Xiaoye curled his lips: "It doesn't take much effort to tease you, and I'm not afraid of you, the police."

Lu Zhan saw that although Ono was not forgiving, the food was delicious, so he changed the subject and asked, "How is the food?"

Cheng Xiaoye smacked his lips and continued to eat: "It's not bad, it's far worse than my brother."

Lu Zhan took a sip of water and asked, "I always hear you mention your brother, I'm curious what he is like?"

When Cheng Xiaoye heard him mention his brother, he suddenly stopped talking. He put down his chopsticks and lost his appetite.

Lu Zhan saw the vague loneliness and sadness on his face, and he was even more surprised: "It seems that you don't want to go home because of your brother."

"Who said I don't want to go home anymore, I really want to go home now, I miss my brother." Cheng Xiaoye said.

"Then why didn't you go back yesterday?"

"You care about me?" Cheng Xiaoye stood up and walked towards the bedroom, saying, "I'm going back."

"Go back?" Lu Zhan said with a smile: "To be honest, I suddenly feel a little bit reluctant."

"boring."

Cheng Xiaoye entered the room, closed the door, and began to change back into his clothes.

When he came out, Lu Zhan was waiting by the door with his pockets in his pocket, and said with a smile, "I'll see you off."

"No, don't you have to go to work?"

"Do you have the money to go back?"

Cheng Ono stopped talking.

Today is Monday, but Cheng Xiaoye didn't want to go to school anymore, so he asked Lu Zhan to drive him home.

On the way, Cheng Yang called again.

Cheng Xiaoye hesitated for a moment, he didn't know how to explain to his brother, and he couldn't figure out what he was messing around with.Thinking about it now, it was really unreasonable.

I wonder if my brother is in a hurry?

Lu Zhan held the steering wheel and looked at him sideways, a little gloating: "Afraid of being scolded?"

"My brother won't scold me!"

Only then did Cheng Xiaoye pick up the phone, and Cheng Yang on the other end of the phone heard that the call was finally connected, and said anxiously: "Xiaoye, how are you? Where are you? I'll pick you up?"

"Brother... I, I made you worry, don't be angry with me."

Hearing his younger brother's voice, Cheng Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Why am I so angry, as long as you are fine, where are you? I'll pick you up."

"I'm fine, I'm back." Cheng Xiaoye didn't know how to explain, so he said, "I... I just remembered that I left my wallet on the bus, so I ran back to get it, but I couldn't find it, and then ...then I didn’t have any money to come back, so I slept in the police station all night.”

"It's okay, as long as you come back safely, let's talk when you come back, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Cheng Xiaoye nodded, "Yeah": "I'll be there soon, don't come down, it's cold outside."

When Cheng Xiaoye hung up the phone, Lu Zhan stared at him with a surprised expression.

Cheng Xiaoye looked at him and resumed his previous indifference: "What's your expression? You found out that your car is a Bumblebee?"

Lu Zhan shook his head in disbelief: "No, I think it's you who deformed, was that you just now? How can you be so obedient? You have learned to be considerate of others. Is your brother a god?"

"I don't know much." Cheng Xiaoye snorted coldly with a look of disdain, and glanced away.

After sending the person downstairs, Cheng Xiaoye got out of the car, and sure enough, he saw Cheng Yang was already waiting for him downstairs.

"Ono." Cheng Yang came over.

"Brother!" Cheng Xiaoye walked over and hugged Cheng Yang.

Cheng Yang finally relaxed, and said, "Xiao Ye, don't run away without saying a word next time, what if something happens?"

Cheng Ono nodded.

Seeing Cheng Xiaoye who threw himself into his brother's arms, Lu Zhan felt a little envious in his heart. Such an arrogant kid, like a rabbit with fangs, could soften in his brother's arms.

Cheng Yang saw Lu Zhan standing aside, let go of Cheng Xiaoye, walked over and thanked Lu Zhan: "You are a policeman, thank you for sending Xiaoye back."

Lu Zhan smiled: "You're welcome." He raised his eyebrows at Cheng Xiaoye again: "So you still have a nickname called Xiaoye? You live up to your name."

"I told you that my name is Cheng Song, only my family can call me Xiao Ye."

Lu Zhan didn't buy it: "Let's talk about it when you become better, Cheng Xiaoye."

"If it wasn't for seeing my brother here, I..."

"What are you? You can't beat me."

Cheng Yang quickly pulled Cheng Xiaoye back: "Xiaoye, I helped you, why don't you know how to say thank you?"

Cheng Xiaoye took a deep breath, hesitated for a long time, and rolled his eyes at Lu Zhan reluctantly: "Thank you! Great public servant of the people."

Lu Zhan was very useful, and nodded with the corners of his mouth curled up: "I thought I wouldn't hear this thank you, it was not in vain to take you in for a night. Remember to invite me to dinner another day!"

After speaking, he turned his back to Cheng Xiaoye and waved, opened the door and got in the car.