What happened in the summer of 2020

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When I went downstairs to my apartment, I found that there was no place to park.

I don't usually drive, but now I know that foreign vehicles have to park in the parking lot of a supermarket far away.

Now that we have all arrived at the supermarket, we go in with a certain one for a stroll.

One said he wanted to eat noodles.

I happened to have buckwheat cold noodles at home, so I bought cucumber tomato and sauced beef as ingredients, and I also bought a big bowl because I only have my own bowl at home.

On the way back, the surrounding environment became more and more dilapidated.

One said: Do you live in a slum?

I said: Yes, when I came here three years ago, it was still very lively, but now there is only one nail house left.I hope he sticks around, otherwise the apartment downstairs will become a construction site.

One said: Then move to live with me, you can use the housework to pay the rent.

I said: Thank you, I charge a lot as a housekeeper, okay?

But even though he said so, he was still a little happy in his heart.

When I got home, I soaked the cold noodles for a while, then cut the side dishes and adjusted the soup.

Everything is ready, start cooking noodles.

A certain guy was looking here and there in my small apartment, asking questions.

Why don't you have a full-length mirror?Dumbbells are good, I practice!Is the sour plum juice in the refrigerator drinkable?

The noodles were boiling in the pot, gurgling and steaming.

I turned on the range hood and opened the balcony door to ventilate.

I usually eat alone, but when I came here, I didn’t know how much the portion was, and I cooked a lot of noodles. I was thinking about asking my neighbor to join me, so he appeared on the balcony with a smile on my face. When I saw that I had guests, he immediately became friendly again. Somewhat reserved.

I said: I was just about to call you, the noodles are too cooked, let’s eat together.

Then I introduced someone to him, and the two started chatting pretendingly.

After the noodles are cooked, put them in cold water twice and put them in the refrigerator.

I mixed cold dishes again, asked the neighbors to bring their own bowls, and began to serve noodles.

I moved my desk to the balcony, and the three of us enjoyed the smoked wind and ate cold noodles, feeling quite comfortable.

A certain person is good at chatting, and the neighbors are no longer shy, and they speak more and more casually.

I pointed out the nail house with a flag not far downstairs to someone, and enjoyed the success of the party as if introducing the scenery here.

however--

Untimely, a certain person suddenly brought up a topic that was very unfriendly to the party host.

He said to his neighbor: I think we have similar hairstyles.

The neighbor looked at a certain person, touched his head, and then looked at me.

I took a look at the hairstyles of the two of them, and felt that I couldn't hide it. Just like a gangster with personality would leave his own mark after committing a crime, the hairstyle I cut has also become my signature.

I'll just have to confess: you two -- I'm afraid they're long-lost brothers.

If one small episode is not enough to affect the overall success of the party, there will be another one.

I was still joking, saying that a certain is the eldest brother of the neighbor who had been lost for many years, because a certain was born in [-].

The neighbor took it seriously and said: [-]?It was well maintained and looked very young.

One was very helpless and said: He has a bad memory, always thinks of me very maturely, and once thought I was married.

The neighbor almost jumped up when he heard the marriage, and excitedly said to a certain person: He thought I was married too!

Then, like telling a ghost story, the neighbor told a whole story about how I misunderstood that he got married and had a child and went to check his room.

The two of them looked at me while chatting, and their eyes gradually became abnormal.

I also felt a bit wronged by them staring at me.It was as if I had used the same routine to deceive both of them, and then they would expose me on the spot.Or, they have seen through me, as if the way I get along with people is just a few tricks that I use repeatedly.

I said: Are you two interesting?If you are full, please wash your own dishes.

The neighbor hurriedly cleaned up his own bowl and said, "The cold noodles are really delicious, hot and sour."

One said: Why do I think it is sweet and sour.

The neighbor said: I don't think it's sweet.

Then they looked at each other's leftover soup in each other's bowls, and smelled each other disgustingly, they couldn't see it.

I have to confess: I added sugar to one bowl and spicy to the other.

After all, I have eaten with them before, and I know their tastes, so I made a small adjustment when serving the noodles. As a result, the two of them exchanged sympathetic eyes, as if they confirmed that I was a scheming boy.

Alas, I admit it, I'm a jerk.

When I saw some details, I couldn't help but start.

And often because of this, I feel that I am not rough enough or MAN enough.

On weekdays, among colleagues in the department, I try my best to hide this characteristic of myself.

Seems to be a little less vigilant lately.

Does it mean that if someone gets close to you, you will become frivolous?

I tidied up the cooking table, sealed the garbage bag, and handed it over to someone to take me downstairs, and finally sent them both away.

The lively room was completely quiet again.

However, the mood is still floating in the air.

Maybe it's because I haven't entertained guests for a long time, and I'm not used to it after knowing it, as if I just overdrawn too many words, consumed too much enthusiasm all of a sudden, and my mind is in a mess.

Close the doors and windows, turn on the air conditioner, and lay down on the bed to rest.

Did not intend to sleep, but fell asleep easily.

Also had a dream.

In the dream, I experienced the feeling of touching a certain thing in the morning again.

When I woke up, I found that the sky was already dark.

Why did you have this dream again?

What I was sleeping on just now was the quilt I brought from a certain house.

But, do I really have to throw the pot to a quilt every time?

Emmm, what else?

I found the mobile phone under the quilt, and saw a WeChat message, it was a certain: cold noodles are really good, do you have a link to buy it?

Hmph, come on, I will never recommend products to others to get hot.

Me: Come to my house whenever you want to eat.

After a while, I received a reply from someone: Are you so nice to everyone?

Um?Seems to mean something?I thought about it, but I didn't answer directly, I just joked: The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, who made me a decathlon otaku.

A certain one sent a Shiba Inu's squinting expression: What are some other items that I haven't seen before?

Me: drive away monsters and save the earth~

A certain: Then I will take off my hat and salute the ten gay men.