Xu Zhenqiang has been very unlucky recently. He was splashed with soy milk by a child while standing on the bus stop. After eating a takeaway, he got hair on his head and the merchant insisted that it was a fan.
He looked at himself in the mirror - his appearance was not bad, his personality was not bad, and his work was okay, so why was everything going wrong?
My friend said, "Go buy a fortune tree and use it for good fortune."
Xu Zhenqiang didn't believe this, but there was no loss anyway, so just buy it.
As a result, there was a traffic jam on the way to get off work, and there was only one old man closing the stall at the flower and bird market. The fortune tree was sold out. The old man thought it was pitiful for him to come here at night, so he stuffed a pot of half-dead withered vines and said, "I'll give this to you, young man. It doesn't cost any money, just in case I survive."
Xu Zhenqiang went home carrying the pot of dead vines. His hand was accidentally cut and he threw it on the balcony without even bothering to water it.
Three days later, new shoots sprouted from the dead vine.
Seven days later, the vines covered the railings, with shiny green leaves and a scent of tea.
On the tenth day, a naked young man pressed on top of him. His skin was so white that it glowed, and his eyes were slightly drooped: "Brother?"
Xu Zhenqiang: "... You put on your clothes first."
He was probably not awake yet.
Vines wrapped around Xu Zhenqiang's wrists, waist, and ankles——
"Brother, I'm cold."
"Brother, I have no strength."
Later, Xu Zhenqiang discovered that since the dead vine came back to life, his luck suddenly improved - the takeaway merchant refunded and apologized, the videos he posted had inexplicably high traffic, he occasionally received unreasonable kindness from strangers, and even the aunt at the convenience store downstairs started stuffing him with an extra tea egg.
My friend was amazed: "What kind of physique do you have, have you really had a good fortune?"
Xu Zhenqiang thought for a while, probably so.
The company's new intern brought him breakfast every day, his colleagues in the next department always talked to him, and even the stray cats at the gate of the community began to follow him home.
Yu Teng lay on the sofa, looking at the pile of unread messages on Xu Zhenqiang's phone. He lowered his eyes and said aggrievedly: "Brother, are you so kind to everyone?"
Xu Zhenqiang was eating potato chips and watching a movie without turning his head away: "What if, how could he treat people like ghosts?"
Yu Teng: "..."
The vines silently wrapped around Xu Zhenqiang's wrist.
"Then... Just do what's best for me."
Xu Zhenqiang looked at the vine wrapped around his hand, then at the young man on the sofa, and asked sincerely: "Aren't you talking nonsense? You are my child, and I don't have nothing to do all day long to feed others."
The vines tightened again and gradually wrapped around his waist. Yu Teng continued: "Then you are not allowed to become familiar with them."
Xu Zhenqiang frowned: "Are you being too lenient?"
Yu Teng didn't hear a satisfactory answer, so he buried his face in the pillow and said in a muffled voice, "I'm jealous."
Xu Zhenqiang's cell phone rang. He was busy replying to the message and said casually: "Snack."
Yu Teng: "... I'm jealous and you call me a snack?"
Xu Zhenqiang didn't even raise his head: "Otherwise, what would it be called?"
Yu Teng was silent for two seconds. The vines took away Xu Zhenqiang's cell phone and pulled him over. Part of the vines got into the hem of his clothes without any explanation: "Call me husband."
Xu Zhenqiang: "?"
Reading Guide
· 1v1, HE, double clean
· White cut black stickman attack × heartthrob
· Easy sweet pet
Concept: The grass is green, be gentle under your feet
