Whose Arms Is the Puppy in Today?

[I can't write anymore, so I gave up] 1v1, double clean, all CPs are clean! Year after year, year after year [It seems to be an open article, but it is actually a manuscript.] On an early summer night, bartender Ji Jin picked up a poor little boy who had been abandoned by his friends in a private room of his bar. The man huddled in the corner of the sofa, crying with tears streaming down his face, but he didn't even buy the order. Ji Jin leaned against the door frame and looked at him for a while - it was nice and soft, like a gummy that had been thrown on the roadside, making people want to pick it up and squeeze it. So he took the man home. Tattoo artist Cheng Dan, 21 years old, smiles like a puppy and talks so much that he can drown himself. His body is covered with tattoos of all kinds of flowers, birds, fish and insects, but he is as soft as a ball of glutinous rice cake freshly baked. He thought Ji Jin was a good person, but Ji Jin thought to himself: I am not. He was just idle and wanted to tease this pretty kid. But what he didn't expect was that the gummy was not only sticky, but also hot. He would make breakfast every day, send two hundred messages to share his daily life, wait for him on the sofa until four in the morning, and seriously say "you are so nice" after being bullied until his face turned red. Ji Jin has lived for twenty-seven years, and for the first time he knows that the feeling of being dependent on a puppy can be addictive. —— "You look easy to fool." "I'm not good at lying! I'm just... A little unlucky today." "What about tomorrow?" "You won't be unlucky tomorrow." ——Later Cheng Dan discovered that from the day he met Ji Jin, he had never been unlucky again.