The Stand-in Refuses to Become a Regular

"Xue Yingshuang, what have you been doing these days?" At night, Xing Yun sat on the chair with his legs crossed.

You know, Xue Yingshuang usually learns and can do several pages of questions a day. Even he admires his hard work. But just now he flipped through Xue Yingshuang's textbook, but found that Xue Yingshuang had made no progress in the past few days.

"What's wrong?" Xing Yun put the book back on the table and looked at Xue Yingshuang who was standing in front of him.

"No," Xue Yingshuang gently pushed Xing Yun and straddled Xing Yun, "I want to prepare other subjects first these few days."

"Really?" Xing Yun saw that Xue Yingshuang's expression was the same as usual, still the same indifferent expression. He snorted disapprovingly and said, "I see you? I just don't want to do math."

Xue Yingshuang lowered his head and unbuttoned Xing Yun, Xing Yun smiled and picked up Xue Yingshuang.

This little stand-in, these days? I don't know what happened, and I'm sticking to him more and more every day. This morning too, he just opened his eyes when he saw Xue Yingshuang emerge from his quilt.

Not only that, Xue Yingshuang has been very careful in cooking these days. Every day he cooks a table, and all the time-consuming dishes are served. Just these few days, he was very busy with work, and he couldn't be happier to have such a meal when he got home.

Is it because Bai Qianyi didn't leave, so Xue Yingshuang had a sense of crisis?

Xing Yun laughed secretly in his heart, thinking that Xue Yingshuang really liked him.

Since realizing Xing Yun's feelings for Xue Yingshuang, Bai Qianyi has been observing Xue Yingshuang.

After these days, Bai Qian easily realized that Xue Yingshuang was a little weird.

He didn't know if it was because he was over-hearted, or something else. Previously, he only felt that Xue Yingshuang had no sense of existence, but after paying close attention, he felt that Xue Yingshuang was not quite right these days.

Never mention it if he doesn't laugh, Xue Yingshuang has always put on an expressionless face, the sky is falling in front of him, and his expression has never changed.

What really makes Bai Qianyi feel strange is that Xue Yingshuang has been working almost all day.

He knew that Xue Yingshuang's working hours were divided into morning and evening shifts, and he also knew that Xue Yingshuang would work overtime to cook. But it was really strange these days. He could see Xue Yingshuang brushing the floor every day, once in the morning, in the evening, and muttering to himself while brushing, as if he was evil.

"Xiao Xue." After lunch, Bai Qianyi saw Xue Yingshuang who was brushing the floor as soon as he left the room.

Xue Yingshuang, who was kneeling on the ground and brushing the floor, raised his head, his face was bloodless, and Bai Qianyi was startled. "Mr. Bai, what's the matter?" Xue Yingshuang whispered.

"No..." Bai Qian easily forgot his words. Looking at Xue Yingshuang's face, he couldn't help but say, "The floor is clean enough, you? Stop brushing, go and rest."

"Thank you." Xue Yingshuang nodded at him, then lowered his head and brushed the ground.

Bai Qianyi looked at Xue Yingshuang's actions and felt weird.

Suddenly Xue Yingshuang raised his head again and said, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"No."

Just after Bai Qianyi finished speaking, Xue Yingshuang suddenly stood up, Bai Qianyi took a step back, and then listened to Xue Yingshuang: "I'll change your sheets."

Xue Yingshuang changed the sheets, and then saw Bai Qianyi put his shoes beside the box in the corner, he went up again and said, "Mr. Bai, let me clean your shoes for you."

Xue Yingshuang took the shoes and left, Bai Qianyi went to look after a while, and saw Xue Yingshuang sitting by the window, expressionless, polishing his shoes repeatedly. The shoe had been polished by him, but he kept wiping it like a robot out of control.

Xue Yingshuang had no choice. The family affairs had been done, and he had to find more things to do.

He actually thought about it, why don't he just go out to work.

But he also understands that the hourly salary of going out to work is far inferior to that of working in Xing Yun's house.

what to do...what else can be done...

Xue Yingshuang raised his head, and suddenly there was a flash of light, and a hint of joy appeared on his pale face.

In the middle of the night, Bai Qianyi woke up.

He took a nap in the afternoon, went to bed early at night, and woke up unknowingly.

He opened his eyes, the room was pitch black, and he didn't know what time it was.

He squinted and picked up his phone, it was three o'clock in the morning. It was raining outside the house, and shreds of rain were beating on the glass.

The sound of the rain was very comfortable, and he turned over to go back to sleep. However, the sound of the rain was suddenly mixed with a small sound, as if glass collided... The sound came again, and this time he could understand that the sound was not from outside the window, but from the house.

It's so late, who is it?

He got up and looked at the crack of the door. The crack of the door was pitch black, and there was not a trace of light coming in.

Bai Qianyi was a little scared, and all kinds of strange associations appeared in his mind.

He put on his fluffy nightgown, walked lightly, and opened the door quietly.

"Qiang." The voice came again, and Bai Qianyi shuddered and couldn't help shaking.

The sound came from the direction of the living room. The guest room was not far from the living room, but Bai Qianyi felt very far away at this time.

Finally, he tiptoed to the living room, he hid behind the wall, held his breath and stuck his head out—

In the living room, there are no lights.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning struck, and Bai Qianyi saw Xue Yingshuang, dressed in white, standing on a chair in the living room, with his hands raised... as if he was about to hang himself.

Bai Qianyi was startled and climbed forward: "Xue Yingshuang! You? What are you going to do!"

Xue Yingshuang was taken aback when someone suddenly hugged his feet, "Mr. Bai?"

"Come down! Don't think too much! Do you have something to say? Talk to me!"

The lightning passed, and the living room returned to darkness. Bai Qianyi turned on the light in the dark.

Seeing this, he was stunned. I saw that Xue Ying was holding a rag in both hands, and there was nothing hanging on the ceiling, only the crystal lamp that had been hanging there.

"What are you doing?" Bai Qianyi had lingering fears.

"I'm cleaning the lamp." Xue Yingshuang said innocently.

"If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, why are you wiping the lights!" Bai Qianyi's heartbeat hadn't calmed down yet, but he immediately realized that he had misunderstood. His face became hot and embarrassed, and finally whispered: "There is something wrong..."

Bai Qianyi turned around and went back to the room.

In the living room, Xue Yingshuang stood quietly.

For a moment, he looked normal, as if nothing had happened just now.

He climbed into the chair again, raised his head and stretched his hands to wipe the hanging crystal pendant.

This lamp can be polished for a long time, he can add more shifts...

The next morning, Xue Yingshuang was called over by Xing Yun.

Xing Yun put on his shirt and said, "What's the matter? I heard Bai Qianyi say that you are still cleaning the lights at three in the morning."

Xue Yingshuang lowered his head and whispered, "I can't sleep, I want to move."

Xue Yingshuang bowed his head like a child who did something wrong. Xing Yun looked at it, and felt something was wrong.

He stretched out his hand to touch Xue Yingshuang's head, but he just stretched out his hand, but withdrew his hand.

It was too late, he had to see an important client this morning.

He was so busy this week for today's work, so he must not be late.

Xing Yun quickly put on his tie and said quickly: "You? You have to say something, do you know?"

Xue Yingshuang nodded.

Xing Yun picked up his briefcase and walked quickly to the door.

"Xing Yun." Xue Yingshuang said suddenly.

Xing Yun looked back and saw Xue Yingshuang looking at him, as if he had something to say.

He waited, but after a while he heard Xue Yingshuang say, "I wish you a smooth work today."

He nodded and pressed the hand on the doorknob.

Suddenly, he let go of his hand, turned around and strode towards Xue Yingshuang, and hugged Xue Yingshuang hard.

"I'm leaving."

After Xing Yun left, Xue Yingshuang returned to his room and collapsed on the bed.

so tired... really tired...

For a moment, he almost wanted to ask Xing Yun to help him. Borrow money, pay in advance, sell him, or anything, as long as you give him money.

But he held back.

Every day from Xing Yun here to get so much overtime pay, he has enough to feel sorry for Xing Yun, how? How can he speak to Xing Yun.

Xing Yun's life is no easier than his, how could he want more than a mere substitute...

Not to mention paying the salary in advance, Bai Qianyi still keeps it, maybe Xingyun will be in a few days? He will be with Bai Qianyi in a few days, and then he will be out of work, where will the money be paid to Xingyun...

Otherwise, sell the computer and clothes... No, Xing Yun bought it for him, and he had to return it to Xing Yun when he left, how could he sell it?

Every road is a dead end, and Xue Yingshuang is extremely tired.

But why am I tired? Paying off debts is a matter of course.

Xue Yingshuang got up and continued to work.

At noon, Xue Yingshuang helped Bai Qianyi cook lunch.

Said to be making lunch, but in fact it was just a salad. After all, Bai Qianyi didn't eat much, and he didn't eat much of the food that ordinary people eat.

Xue Yingshuang had no chance to work overtime, so he had to make some pasta for Bai Qianyi, and even wanted to carve a flower with carrots.

However, he was so sleepy that the flower was not carved, but he made a hole in his hand first.

He had no choice but to give up carving, and quickly brought the salad and pasta to Bai Qianyi.

But Bai Qianyi didn't eat too much, and finally left more than half of it.

Xue Yingshuang looked at it a pity. He didn't prepare lunch for himself, so he brought the leftover noodles back to the kitchen and ate it by himself.

Today's pasta with creamy salmon, he's done it before, so it's good.

As he ate the noodles, he thought to himself: the taste is alright... the portion is not much... why can't I finish it... I have to think of a way...

"Xue Ying Shuang!"

Awakened by Bai Qianyi's voice, Xue Yingshuang realized that he had fallen asleep halfway through eating.

He looked up and saw Bai Qianyi standing in front of him, his face was not very good.

"Go to sleep when you're sleepy, don't sleep in the kitchen." Bai Qian said easily.

"I'm not sleepy." Xue Yingshuang hurriedly stuffed the noodles from the plate into his mouth.

"What are you eating?" Bai Qianyi frowned, "Wait, you? You are not eating just now..."

Xue Yingshuang lowered his head and said nothing, Bai Qianyi frowned, but did not say any more.

The kitchen was quiet, and finally Bai Qianyi put his things on the table and said, "Help me wash the coat."

After speaking, Bai Qianyi turned around and left.

On the table is the coat that Xing Yun bought earlier.

After lunch, Xue Yingshuang packed up the tableware, and when he opened the cabinet, he saw the food heating plate previously prepared for Xing Yun.

He looked at the heating plate and something flashed through his mind.

There is.

He couldn't help but smile, he seemed to have found another thing to work overtime.

He hurriedly put the clothes to be washed today into the washing machine and went out.

Thanks to Xing Yun, going out to buy vegetables is also counted as working hours, and he has to go to the market...

It was already dark when Xue Yingshuang returned home.

Xing Yun said he wouldn't come back for dinner today, and Bai Qianyi didn't eat much at night, so he didn't plan to spend time cooking for himself. He drank some milk and went to work.

He washed his clothes before going out, and he was almost ready to iron them.

He went to the laundry room, turned on the washing machine, and took out the dried clothes from it. The clothes were tangled together, and he patiently separated them.

Suddenly, he saw a piece of gray wool mixed in the pile of clothes.

At that moment, his whole body became extremely cold.

With trembling hands, he slowly picked up the dress.

It was Bai Qianyi's coat.

Wool coat.

The clothes in his hands were completely different from the original neat and beautiful appearance. At this time, they shrunk and deformed, and there were hairballs on the wool, making the whole clothes look unremarkable.

How could I make such a low-level mistake... I even washed a wool coat in the washing machine and dried it... Xue Yingshuang's body shook and almost fell.

For several days, his energy has been tense to the highest point. At this moment, his hands and feet are weak, he can't breathe, and he doesn't know what to do.

"Xue Yingshuang."

At this moment, Bai Qianyi's voice came.

Xue Yingshuang trembled as if electrocuted, and when he turned around, he saw Bai Qianyi standing outside the laundry room.

Bai Qianyi saw the clothes on his hand at a glance, and his expression changed immediately.

"You? Didn't take it for dry cleaning? You? Washed it in the washing machine?"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Xue Yingshuang said in fear, "I will pay you? I will pay you?"

"Pay? Do you know how much this piece of clothing costs? Thirty thousand, can you afford it?"

Xue Ying's eyes were desperate, and he fell to the ground.

He suddenly felt that he was living a foolish life.

"What are you doing?"

Xing Yun's voice came, and Xue Yingshuang didn't dare to look up, so Bai Qianyi said, "Xue Yingshuang washed my coat."

Xing Yun said: "If it is broken, it will be broken. Just buy it again."

The light in front of him was blocked, and Xing Yun crouched in front of Xue Ying's eyes.

Xing Yun touched his hand and whispered, "It's okay, get up."

"Let's just forget this?" Bai Qianyi said unfairly, "Is it too careless to do things, so I can still be a life assistant? You bought it for me!"

"Bai Qianyi, that's enough." Xing Yun turned back.

Xing Yun was still squatting on the ground, but his eyes were cold and fierce. Even though Bai Qianyi was standing on a high place, he didn't dare to say a word.

"I originally gave this coat to him, did he give it to you accidentally?" Xing Yunbing said coldly, "How does he wash it, or cut it, burn it, or throw it away, it doesn't matter, you? Understand?"

The author has something to say: Bai: I am just a tool person.