Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

Cheng Jian greeted his parents, so Chi Xiaochi was not questioned after returning home.

He turned off his phone, locked himself in the room, and fought the Xbox with a plane war.

As far as he knows, Cheng Jian has the habit of playing games with Cheng Yi.

The young president only played airplane wars, so almost all the records of airplane wars in this game console were left by the brothers.

If Cheng Jian can make room, Bacheng will come to him to discuss and help him decompress.

Although it is said that emotions will affect the hand feeling, the degree of handicap in Ikkoike is obviously beyond the scope of emotional influence.

After playing for an hour, Chi Xiaochi's score was still hovering after the 50th place, and even the leaderboard could not be squeezed. The flashes in front of him were the special effects of small airplane explosions.

He shakes the handle and complains to 061: "Eye pain."

061 thought about it and went to the audio library.

Soon, Chi Xiaochi's ears sounded a female voice: "For the revolution, protect eyesight, prevent myopia, eye exercises, start."

Chi Xiaochi: "..." You can rest.

061 said, "I know you want to adapt to Cheng Ye's life as soon as possible, but you don't have to work so hard."

Chi Xiaochi was unconvinced: "I played a game well when I was a kid."

061: "... good, good, great."

Chi Xiaochi said, "This handle is too old."

061: "Well, it's a bit old. The scanned factory information shows that it has been used for two years."

061 is so consistent, it is equivalent to Chi Xiaochi paved the steps, but also hand-paved a red carpet.

But this way Ikekoike felt a bit boring.

He fell backwards in frustration: "Well, I'm hand disabled."

061 mildly said: "It is always okay to do an eye exercises."

Chi Xiaochi: "..."

Under the guidance of the system, Chi Xiaochi did a set of eye exercises and practiced for a while. It was estimated that it was almost time for dinner before he obediently came downstairs.

The second old man was already waiting downstairs.

He stood on the stairs and called to Mom Cheng at the dining table: "Mom." He turned to Dad Cheng, "Dad."

Cheng Yan looked good, never cried, but there was bloodshot blood from his lack of sleep in his eyes. He looked tired and could not find the focus.

Cheng Ma's nose is sore, don't look away.

Dad Cheng pointed to Cheng Yi's usual chair: "... Sit."

At this time, Aunt Chen brought out a pot of steaming fish fillets from the kitchen. The bean sprouts were full, the sauerkraut was crisp and crisp.

Cheng Yan's eyes glowed, Deng Deng stepped over and took it from Mali. He just picked a spoon and put a piece of fish on the table, put it in his mouth, and shouted hot.

Cheng Jian turned out of the kitchen: "No one is robbing you again! How many years have you not eaten meat?"

Mother Cheng distressed again: "It's all right, don't worry, sit down and eat slowly."

The fish is ready to go, and the mouth is melted.

Cheng pouted, very satisfied: "I have to take Aunt Chen everywhere I go."

Aunt Chen laughed: "Okay, when Xiaoyi is out, Auntie will follow wherever he goes."

This is true.

Shortly after Cheng Sui committed suicide, he spent more than 20 years as a babysitter in the Cheng family and watched Cheng Ai grow up. He developed a heart attack and followed.

Before dying, her mind was unclear, but she was still thinking: "I'm going to Xiaoyu. I'll make pickled fish for Xiaoyu. He hasn't eaten it for years."

Cheng Yan pulled the cuffs of the cotton pajamas up and down: "Aunt Chen cooks fish for me, and she exchanges gifts, I also make two dishes for Aunt Chen."

Aunt Chen hurried to pull him: "Ouch ancestor! Think of it when it comes out! Other dishes will be ready right away, sit well, get a smell of soot and wash!"

Cheng Ye turned his head to ask for help: "Brother."

Thinking of Cheng Ye's craftsmanship, Cheng Jian felt drooling.

Since the last meal Cheng Cheng gave him, he always feels bad to eat the food in the company cafeteria.

He waved his hand: "You go. There are chicken nuggets and a little matsutake in the kitchen, take care of yourself."

With Cheng Jian's order, Cheng Ye immediately grabbed Chen's apron.

Aunt Chen was a little worried: "Don't burn the pot."

Ten minutes later, Cheng Yan served dishes.

He simmered the chicken pieces with chilli, tender and golden, put them into a deep belly dish, and poured the harvested soup on top. Butter baked the matsutake to make the juice overflow, and sliced ​​them into an umbrella shape. Thick, like meat, plus a stir-fried lettuce dish, a lively table.

Both Cheng's mother and Aunt Chen were stunned.

Cheng Yan wiped his hands with his apron and said to his dad, "Dad, try."

Since taking over Cheng Min's body, Chi Xiaochi has never cooked a meal for Yang Baihua.

First, each person's craftsmanship is different, and the taste of the dish is different. Once Yang Baihua finds that the taste of the dish is different from before, he will inevitably become suspicious.

Second, Ikeko is only willing to cook for the worthy.

The family sat at the steaming table and Cheng Jian and Cheng Dad discussed a recent account of the company. Cheng's mother cared about Cheng Ye's interview process. Aunt Chen couldn't stop feeding Cheng Ye, because he was too full.

Each other's faces became a little fuzzy under the warmth of the home cooking, but they were unusually warm.

At the end of a meal, there were hardly any dishes left on the table. Cheng Jian also dipped the soup with steamed buns to eat, which was quite a bit of a meaning.

After dinner, Aunt Chen rushed back to the room to try to wash dishes.

As soon as he returned to the room to pick up the game console, Cheng Jian knocked on the door.

Cheng Jian was not here to play the game, but when he saw the game interface before he could close it on TV, he inevitably tickled and suggested: "Come on."

Chi Xiaochi: "Okay."

Chi Xiaochi looks like an old dog on the outside and panics.

He lamented to 061 in his heart: "... It's over."

061 said: "Don't panic."

Chi Xiaochi did not manage the comfort of 061, and began to quietly arrange excuses.

...... The love affair made me sad, and the heartache made my hand disabled.

When the two sat down in front of the TV, Chi Xiaochi suddenly heard 061 saying, "Don't be afraid, it's me."

Chi Xiaochi: "?"

Soon, a warm and dry feeling covered Koike's hands, as if he held them with one hand, but could not see anything with the naked eye.

Ji Xiaochi was a tadpole, and the handle almost did not hold steady.

The master of those hands was very good at soothing, gently pinching Chi Xiaochi's palm and holding his slightly trembling hand in his palm, his voice was soft and watery: "It's okay, leave it to me."

061 said to give it to him is to give it to him completely.

Chi Koike does not need to move at all, just hold the handle. A pair of non-existent, slender and soft hands held Ikekoike's hand and manipulated it on his behalf.

The hands were amazingly fast. Chi Xiaochi felt that his hands were almost gleaming under his traction. The small airplane controlled by 061 moved quickly in the rain of gunfire, accurately attacking every enemy.

However, those enemies, along with the aircraft itself, gradually became dense color blocks. The light and shadow of the explosion were blurred in the eyes of the pond and turned into a pool of colorful paint.

Chi Xiaochi's expression was normal, but the palms of his hands were beginning to sweat and sweat. The palm of the palm held by 061 seemed to explode an ant's nest, which was itchy and uncomfortable.

In the end of the game, Chi Koike broke the highest record easily.

He turned his head and smiled at Cheng Jian: "Brother, you are born."

Cheng Jian has a strong personality. He just wanted to say that the comeback came back. When he turned around, he saw that Cheng Min was sweating, and he was shocked. He reached out and stroked his forehead.

Chi Xiaochi hid backwards and whispered, "Maybe I eat a little bit and my stomach is not very comfortable."

Cheng Jian immediately forgot about the game: "Look at your success. I'll get you some medicine."

Chi Xiaochi said, "It's okay, don't worry mom. I can lie down for a while."

Cheng Jian was still not assured, helped him to the bed, said to get him some fasting tablets, and then turned and pushed the door to leave.

It is estimated that Cheng Jian has reached downstairs at this moment, Chi Xiaochi got up, rushed into the toilet and vomited violently.

061 voice changed: "Mr. Chi ...?"

Chi Xiaochi couldn't raise his mouth to answer him at all, his face turned pale, his stomach seemed to be pulled to the opposite side by the gloves, and he turned the river into the sea, twitching convulsively.

When he was able to catch his breath, Chi Xiaochi's first sentence was to express his regret: "... It was so easy to eat, and I vomited."

061 is a bit helpless.

In fact, he didn't need to help Chi Koike.

As long as he uses a virus to invade the game system, even if Ichiike hits with his toes, he can give Ichiike a million high score.

But he wants to do an experiment.

Facts proved that he was right. Chi Xiaochi had physical contact problems, but 061 did not expect it to be so serious.

It's no wonder that these days, Chi Xiaochi is like the second son of the cross **** grandson. He always turns Yang Baihua into a hemp, even at the expense of goodwill.

After spitting cleanly, Chi Xiaochi rinsed his mouth with water and leaned against the sink to soothe himself.

061 Apology: "Sorry."

Chi Xiaochi wiped his mouth: "It's okay, I see some glutinous rice noodles and rice wine in the kitchen. I'll go and make a meal for myself in the middle of the night."

Rao knows that Chi Xiaochi is uncomfortable now, and after hearing 061, he still can't help but: "It's not the problem .... What's the matter with you?"

Stomach cramps just after touching my hands are obviously psychological problems.

Chi Koike downplayed: "Old fault."

061 asked: "When you go to the show to shoot a movie, you will inevitably have physical contact with others." Not to mention there are kisses and bed scenes.

Chi Xiaochi said: "It's okay, I can usually hold the transition."

061: "..."

Chi Xiaochi was quite proud: "Spit and spit get used to it."

061 asked him: "How could this be the case?"

Chi Xiaochi looked up at Cheng Ye in the mirror, his eyes were covered with a thin layer of water mist, which was particularly painful, but Chi Xiaochi's expression of indifference dilutes this poor and lovely.

He walked out of the bathroom, without looking for a cigarette, touched a box of chocolate pocky, took a mouthful and put it in his mouth: "Besides studying for me, Teacher Liuli is responsible for psychological counseling."

...... That's what I don't want to say.

061 sighed: "Sorry. In the future, I will try to pick some world lines that don't have too much affection with the target."

Chi Xiaochi praised from the heart: "Six or six, you are so cute."

061: "..." Well, be cute.

To comfort Koike, 061 said, "I have a live video of the game I just played."

Ji Xiaochi immediately came to his spirit, and rubbed his fists, "Hurry up, send it to me."

061 I think if you send it to Cheng Jian, I wo n’t be able to be beaten, and then I will honestly package the video and send it to Chi Xiaochi ’s mobile phone and terminal light brain in duplicate.

Pool Koike turned on.

More than 90 WeChat messages and more than 30 phone calls from Yang Baihua were ignored by him, and the video was saved in Didi's annoying prompts.

He read it happily: "This is a small step for me, but a big step for handicapped people."

He also said, "When I return to this world, copy this video to me."

061: "Huh? What?"

Chi Xiaochi said, "I'll go and sweep Brother Lou's grave, burn this video into a CD and show it to him. There are six or six teachers taking me, now I'm not hand-impaired."

061 laughed.

Chi Xiaochi was very strange. When he was in trouble, he was very rational. He calculated the layout step by step, but occasionally he showed some persistent childishness.

061 cherish this attachment.

Chi Xiaochi may be the first person who has traveled a hundred worlds, and is likely to return to this world.

Chi Xiaochi stayed at home like this, it ’s time to eat, drink, and occasionally interact with his fans on Weibo, posting a little video of daily writing and singing.

Cheng Qian never showed his face on Weibo. In the words of Chi Xiaochi, it was just as wasteful as guarding a gold mine.

He poked up a video of himself playing the guitar, got up the next day, rose more than 2,000 fans, and continues to rise.

"!!! Is mom Boye so cute!"

"Propose marriage! Or women's clothing!"

"... What orientation is upstairs?"

"I used to think that @ 程 沅 relied on talent. Now you tell me that you can actually rely on your face? [狗头] [Goodbye]"

Chi Xiaochi replied with a few messages and continued to send his songwriting routine from time to time.

However, since he showed his face, his Weibo has added a large group of various queue-type photos.

Chi Xiaochi said to 061: "You see, many people say that the beautiful skin is the same, the interesting soul picks up thousands of miles. But without the beautiful skin, who wants to take the time to understand the interesting soul."

061 finds this a bit unreasonable.

When he received Chi Xiaochi, he didn't know what it looked like. He didn't think he was interesting, so he went to 023 to search for news about him.

But 061 looked at the rising number of fans in Chi Xiaochi, and felt that his words were not convincing, and he simply shut up.

One day, Chi Xiaochi came downstairs to pick up the fruit, and Ms Cheng Cheng happily called the old sister in the living room: "It's divided, it's really divided. The young man with the name of Yang, I always look at him .... … I do n’t look down on the poor. Lao Cheng ’s father is still not raising fish? But the doorkeeper really did n’t talk about the four words. Xiaoyan and Yang Baihua are not people of the world at all, why bother to gather a bunch? ”

Chi Koike smiled.

He quietly turned back to the room without disturbing Cheng's mother.

But Yang Baihua didn't want to follow Cheng.

After all these years, the foundation of the relationship is there, not to say that there will be nothing.

Yang Baihua found that Cheng Ye could not be contacted in any way, and could only look at Cheng Ye's Weibo in various ways. When Cheng Ye posted a new Weibo, he had to secretly praise the place and at the same time kept sending messages to show him whether he was out of breath .

Without Cheng Yi cooking, without his careful care, without the sound of piano and singing that rang anytime and anywhere, Yang Baihua suddenly found out that his life was totally wrong, and he was so upset at work, often a small Cheng Yi jumped out of the waves, It made him unable to concentrate, made a lot of mistakes, and was pulled by the supervisor and scolded.

In the beginning, Yang Baihua was confident.

Cheng Ye was just a moment of anger, he loved himself so much and would definitely come back.

However, a week passed and half a month passed.

After barely enduring more than 20 days, Yang Baihua finally couldn't stand it.

Why hasn't he returned yet?

Is he held up by his family? Can't get out?