When he came out after taking a shower, he planned to continue watching Ding Ji throw the copper coins. If Ding Ji throws them all night, he will stay with him all night.

But when he opened the bathroom door, he was startled.

Ding Ji stood straight outside the door.

"You?" Lin Wuyu quickly turned around and looked at the door, and was speechless.

From this perspective, you can just look into the bathroom through the split opening on the door. If Ding Ji had been standing here, he could basically observe the entire process of taking a bath.

He had to quickly recall whether he had made any strange moves while taking a shower.

"Lin Wuyu, please hug me again." Ding Ji said.

Lin Wuyu looked at him.

Ding Ji did not avoid his gaze and looked at him, his eyes were very bright and very beautiful.

Lin Wuyu didn't know what he was going to do, but he raised his arm and hugged him in his arms.

"Sorry, I just saw you take a shower." Ding Ji whispered in his ear.

"Look, it's okay," said Lin Wuyu, "Grandma almost saw it."

Ding Ji smiled, without saying a word, but his drooping arms suddenly raised, and then his palm pressed on his back.

Lin Wuyu was not wearing a top, and Ding Ji's palms were hot, as if he was having a fever.

But after only a short while, Ding Ji's hand slid down and took it away.

Only a touch left on his back was left with a residual temperature.

"Are you thinking about me?" Ding Ji asked softly, "think about what I'm thinking about."

"Yes." Lin Wuyu responded.

"So," Ding Ji said, "I'm also thinking about what you're thinking."

"I can tell you what you ask." Lin Wuyu said.

"No," Ding Ji shook his head, "I don't know what I'm thinking yet, don't influence me."

"Okay, I understand." Lin Wuyu said.

"I'm so old," Ding Ji's voice shook a little, "I didn't panic like this. When my parents insisted that I go home, I was just angry and didn't panic."

"Yes." Lin Wuyu patted his back.

"I have never been so panicked." Ding Ji said.

"I'm with you, don't panic." Lin Wuyu said.

"Don't talk nonsense," Ding Ji's voice was still very soft, "Do you know what nonsense is?"

"What I just said, I'll just say something, it's just nonsense." Lin Wuyu said.

Ding Ji smiled, his hair rubbing against his face a little itchy, but he didn't dare to raise his hand to scratch it.

After laughing, he was silent for a while: "I really didn't expect you to do this. Lin Wuyu, you are so fucking awesome. Have you been watching me laugh at me all the time?"

"No," said Lin Wuyu, "You are not sincere."

Ding Ji tsk: "Yes."

"You are a very good person," said Lin Wuyu, "something..."

"Aren't I a black chicken?" Ding Ji asked.

"You are a very good black chicken," Lin Wuyu changed his words without hesitation. "I cherish everything, whether it is a friend or... anything else, so I can't delay some things or pretend to be stupid."

"I know." Ding Ji said and stepped back.

Lin Wuyu let go.

"I feel much more comfortable," Ding Ji walked into the bedroom, "I'm taking a shower now, don't look at it."

"I don't have this hobby..." Lin Wuyu sighed.

When Ding Ji was changing his clothes, Lin Wuyu took an empty red bean cake box and took it apart, and stuck it on the bathroom door with Ding Ji's dressing tape.

Ding Ji stood at the door and smiled for a minute.

"Don't be happy," Lin Wuyu took out his cell phone, "Everyone's money is half the money for changing the door. I'll leave first. You owe it... I finally waived a thousand for you, and added it back..."

"What do you want to do with fart? " Ding Ji turned to glared at him.

"I just looked at the landlord's list," said Lin Wuyu, "the bathroom door was damaged by two thousand."

"Can't you buy one by yourself?" Ding Ji said, "This kind of door can be bought in just over a thousand yuan. I can't replace it with a new one for him after breaking the door. The lock is not broken, but it can still be used."

"Okay." Lin Wuyu nodded.

He likes to hear Ding Ji speak like this. Ding Ji's condition means he is in a good mood.

But when he got up the next day, he was not sure.

Ding Ji got up and finished breakfast, carrying his bag that was like a rice bag and walked towards the door.

"Where to go?" Lin Wuyu was nervous.

"Book around." Ding Ji said.

"I'll go with you." Lin Wuyu stood up.

"I'll turn around alone," Ding Ji glanced at him, "Don't follow me."

"... Are you back?" Lin Wuyu couldn't help asking.

"Back," Ding Ji said, "I want to have a meal."

"Okay." Lin Wuyu felt that Ding Ji was elusive for the first time.

Ding Ji went out happily. After closing the door, Lin Wuyu even heard his whistle.

I don’t know if it was revenge, Lin Wuyu threw Ding Ji in the house for three days, and Ding Ji threw him alone in the house for three days. He came back for lunch the first day, and stopped eating for the next two days, and came back only at 7 or 8 o’clock in the evening, and after three days, he still had no intention of stopping.

Lin Wuyu was alone in the room facing the TV. He really couldn't guess what strange thinking posture Ding Ji was like.

But he didn't ask much.

It was him who tore the hole open first, and it was him who made Ding Ji feel uncomfortable.

Ding Ji did not sleep soundly at night, he could hear it. In the past, Ding Ji would sleep honestly until dawn when he lay down. If he didn't ask him, he would be able to sleep right.

But Ding Ji would get up these days and nights. Lin Wuyu could hear him get up gently, walk through the living room to the balcony, staying for an hour or two.

He could only accompany Ding Ji silently and wait for him to make the final decision.

"How long do you have to stay here?" Lin Zhan held his cell phone and replied to the message to someone while looking at Ding Ji.

"Stay until you report," Ding Ji said, "I said it from the beginning."

"When will you report?" Lin Zhan sighed.

"The day after tomorrow." Ding Ji lowered his head and looked at his phone, confirming the time.

It's the day after tomorrow.

He only has two days left.

"You can go back and stay today," said Lin Zhan. "Lin Wuyu is out, and he will pick up his classmates today."

"Xu Tianbo," Ding Ji nodded, "I thought he came two days ago, so late."

Lin Zhan threw his cell phone back on the table, tapped his feet gently on the ground, and turned around the chair for a while: "If you don't want to go back, just stay here today."

"Okay." Ding Ji nodded immediately.

"There are conditions." Lin Zhan said.

"I'll add conditions to me on the last day?" Ding Ji said.

"It's the last day," Lin Zhan frowned and looked at him for a long time, "Do you agree?"

"Agree." Ding Ji smiled.

"What's your relationship with Lin Wuyu?" Lin Zhan asked.

Ding Ji was stunned, his hands were trembling with fear: "Classmate."

"Classmate?" Lin Zhan looked at him.

"It's... although it's not a school," Ding Ji said.

"Students have a fight," Lin Zhan leaned forward, holding the table with his arms, "I'll run away from home for several days? And will he run away during the day and go back at night?"

"It's a cold war." Ding Ji rubbed his nose, "I have no place to go."

Stay in a hotel classmate.

Ding Ji is very grateful to Lin Zhan for not saying this.

"I'm five years older than you, do you know," said Lin Zhan. "I came out alone before I finished junior high school. I have seen all kinds of people and experienced everything. No matter how smart you are, you will be transparent in front of me."

Ding Ji looked at Lin Zhan.
To be continued...