Trafford’s Trading Club

Just as he took out his keys to open the door and entered the house, Boss Luo started to take off his shoes at the entrance. He was immediately stared at by Deputy Editor Ren who walked over excitedly.

Ren Ziling, with her hands on her hips, was quite imposing, but she couldn't even scare away the cat, let alone Luo Qiu, who had long been accustomed to it.

Without saying anything, Luo Qiu put on his slippers and walked into the living room, got a glass of water, sat on the sofa and drank.

He followed Luo Qiu from the moment he entered the door until he sat down. Deputy Editor Ren finally couldn't bear it anymore. With a smile that was only half-hearted, he stretched out his hand and pulled Luo Qiu's ears in front of him, " I mean, you're ignoring me, right?"

"Um."

"Holy crap! Did you really admit it?!" Ren Ziling opened her mouth in surprise, but her words were suddenly blocked back.

But as the current head of household in the household registration book and the legal mother's status, it was too embarrassing. Ren Ziling immediately sneered: "It seems it's time for me to tell you to be a human being!"

Luo Qiu first waved away Ren Ziling's hand pulling his ear, and then took out a pack of beef jerky from his backpack.

Ren Ziling took it casually, tore open the package, took out a piece and started to nibble on it, "Don't think that just giving me a bag of broken beef jerky will solve the problem! There is no one like you, you will just disappear if you say you are missing!!"

"Didn't I send you a text message?"

Ren Ziling hummed and said: "Just a short message and I'll leave as soon as I say it. Are you embarrassed?"

"Landscape photos should be taken every day." Luo Qiu reached into his backpack again and pulled out a pack of toffee.

Ren Ziling snorted coldly, tore open the package, untied a piece, and threw it into her mouth, "Don't think that a pack of toffee and a pack of beef jerky can stuff my mouth!"

So Boss Luo turned the backpack over, spread all the contents around, and placed it on Deputy Editor Ren's lap, "It's enough for you to eat until next week."

Ren Ziling glared: "You want to make me fat to death!!"

Luo Qiu rolled his eyes, pinched his shoulders, and walked towards the room, "I'm tired. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Ren Ziling, who was tearing apart other souvenirs at the moment, said: "By the way, your Uncle Ma is officially discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow! Let's have a meal, and your Uncle Ye Yan will also take time to come over!"

The door is closed.

Uncle Ye Yan.

Luo Qiu turned on the light in the room. After being silent for a while, he suddenly walked to the closet. After opening the closet, he took out a box stored in the closet.

It's been a long time since I opened this box.

With this in mind, Luo Qiu opened the box and took out the tenor, a tenor-tone saxophone.

He reached out and touched the engraved words on the tube: Happy birthday, gift from Ye Yan.

Luo Qiu smiled, a little nostalgic for the days when he learned this musical instrument from his uncle. Subconsciously, Luo Qiu picked it up and gently put it to his mouth.

"yesterday-one-touch".

When the low but powerful music slowly flowed out of the living room, Deputy Editor Ren lost his temper and smiled with relief, "For the sake of these souvenirs, I forgive you."

Ren Ziling gently twirled the sweet toffee on the tip of her tongue, and unconsciously, she remembered some things from yesterday that are no longer yesterday.

"Brat."

It's wet anyway.

Eye.

…

…

Xinxin Food Co., Ltd., in the office.

"Zhuge! Print this information for me!"

"Okay! Right now!"

"Zhuge! Remember to order lunch!"

"OK!"

Perhaps it was an illusion, but I always felt that Zhuge seemed to be in a good mood these past few days, with his clumsy body walking back and forth in the office.

Suddenly I became very diligent, always rushing to finish my work before getting off work, and becoming the first person to clock out and leave the office as soon as I got off work.

The speed with which he rushed out of the office was like adding special effects.

A curious colleague asked if something good happened to him, so he smiled like a pig when he went to the toilet.

"No, it's nothing."

But no one got the answer. In short, Zhuge was also the first guy to successfully clock in and leave today.

…

In fact, Zhuge's mood cannot be simply described as good.

It’s honey! Yes, it’s like eating honey every day, it’s sweet, and I’m never tired of it.

why?

When I get home from get off work every day, I can have hot meals. Even the moment I open the door, Nanako will be waiting, put his slippers on, and just say, 'Should we eat first? Or take a shower first? Or...' That's it.

The originally messy house was a mess every day when I came back, accompanied by all the sour smells of a single man. But it's different now, it's neat, clean, and even exudes a fresh fragrance all the time.

When you go out in the morning, you can hear the warning "Be careful on the road", and when you come back in the evening, you can hear the opening remarks "Thank you for your hard work today."

Same today.

Zhuge showed a satisfied smile and ate the egg fried rice made by Nanako one bite at a time. Although Nanako seems to only know how to make egg fried rice, Zhuge feels that he really never gets tired of eating it.

Because Nanako would definitely sit opposite him at this time and look at him quietly.

"By the way, N-Nanako..." Zhuge still couldn't take a good look at this almost perfect girl and spoke.

"What's matter?"

"No, I just want to ask..." Zhuge paused and said, "Every time you watch me eat, aren't you hungry?"

Nanako shook her head and smiled sweetly: "Because, being able to watch Zhuge eat his fill makes me feel very happy!"

Just like being hit by Cupid's arrow, Zhuge felt that he was really going to die... a feeling of death without regrets.

"Ah! It's almost time to put hot water on Zhuge for you to wash up!" Nanako quickly stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

Speaking of washing up, Zhuge couldn't help but start to giggle, thinking about what happened in the past few days, a man and a woman were alone in the same room, he would have some thoughts of excessive hormonal secretion.

But whenever he saw the almost flawless smile on Nanako's face, Zhuge felt like cold water was poured on his head, feeling that that kind of thing was like blasphemy.

He also began to think about many, many questions.

For example, what should Nanako do in the future? Nanako appeared out of thin air in front of him, or rather walked out of the mobile phone.

She has no identity... How should a person without identity live in society?

Can I only stay in my rented house for the rest of my life?

If he is not at home, will Nanako feel bored and lonely?

After thinking about it, Zhuge subconsciously asked: "N-Nanako! Will you be unhappy if you are alone?"

Nanako poked her head out at this time, still smiling: "No, as long as I think that Zhuge will be back soon, I will be very happy."

Sure enough... I will die without regrets!

Such a good girl!

Zhuge suddenly took a deep breath and said, "How about... how about we find time to go outside for a walk?"

Zhuge felt that it was too cruel to allow such a beautiful girl to hide in this small place all the time, so he couldn't help but have the idea of ​​taking her out for a walk.

"Does Zhuge want to go somewhere?"

Zhuge thought for a while and said: "This weekend, how about we go for a walk on the street... Hmm! I haven't thought about it yet, but I will definitely think about it!!"

"I'm so looking forward to it! Being able to go out on the street with Zhuge..." Nanako suddenly held her face in her hands and said shyly, "Is this a date?"

Zhuge... Zhuge's blood tank is empty. (To be continued.)