Chapter 11 Chapter 11 "Are you a pig?"
26.
I think I know a little bit about gin.
In fact, something was wrong from the beginning, from the day I got drunk.
No matter how embarrassed I felt, no matter how I subconsciously tried to forget it, I had to admit that it was perfectly right, perfectly normal, and within reason for Gin to reject me.
Yes, something was wrong from the first joke he made to me after waking up. And I didn't miss the surprise in his eyes after he said that. He hadn't actually thought he would talk to me like that.
If that sentence can be understood as Gin trying to use a joke to make me forget what happened the night before - he also knows me very well, knows that I am an ostrich and good at escaping. If he keeps dwelling on what happened last night, I will definitely collapse because of the embarrassment and might get into trouble.
But something wasn't right after that, either when he forgave me for sleepwalking into his bed or when he asked me to move in.
And the later part, especially the one where he expressed doubts about why he asked me to move in because I used his speakers.
And two sentences for today.
It's true that I'm a bit of a fool most of the time, but I'm very concerned about the dangers that may cause me to die prematurely. Naturally, I'm also good at reading Gin's micro-expressions.
I didn't miss it. When Gin said these inappropriate words, he didn't seem to have thought them through. And after he said them, there was a quick flash of astonishment in his eyes, followed by deep thought.
Just like now.
Deep thought, and a little bit of regret?
Was it because he regretted saying something thoughtless in front of me that the cautious Gin noticed something was wrong?
I looked at Gin's back in a black windbreaker and sighed unconsciously.
Vodka, who was diligently carrying the shopping basket behind me, poked his head out curiously: "Yingzi, are you unhappy?"
"Oh, I just have a problem that I can't figure out." I sighed particularly heavily.
"Problem?" Vodka retreated knowing the difficulty, "Brother, Yingzi has a difficult question for you."
Gin hadn't walked far away. After hearing this, he just raised his eyebrows slightly and walked over: "What's wrong?"
I looked up and asked sincerely, "Why are you so handsome, brother? I can't figure it out. Really, even if I put all my brain cells together and meditate for a trillion years, I still can't understand why you are so handsome. Brother, you are the Pygmalion created by the Creator, did you know? Even the gods would fall in love with you! Oh, brother, you are the night and the only ray of light in the darkness, guiding me in the direction of progress. My dear brother, you are the motivation for me to live. Thank you, my destined Ana...brother!"
Gin deadpanned, "Looks like you want to swipe the card yourself."
"Ah ...
"release!"
I maintained my grip on Gin's legs and shook my head firmly, "I won't. Otherwise, big brother, just kick a little girl like me who idolizes you to death! Can you bear it?"
“I can bear it…”
"No, you can't bear it!"
Facing the clerk's occasional furtive glances, Gin couldn't stand it any longer: "Three!"
Before "Two" and "One" appeared, I stood up obediently, smoothed out the wrinkles on my clothes, and smiled elegantly: "Look at me, such a fool, I actually took Big Brother's joke seriously."
Gin curled the corners of his lips: "Did I say it was a joke?"
I immediately looked like the sky was falling, and at the same time, I was already wondering whether Vodka brought his card with him when he went out today.
Gin turned and left: "I'll give you ten minutes."
I immediately changed my expression and said cheerfully, "Right away!"
Hiss, how come Gin's handsomeness has dimmed a little closer? Is he tired of shopping with me? I tactfully shortened the ten minutes to five, and during the rest of the shopping process, I reluctantly crossed off all the items on my list that I could drag someone else along to complete later.
27.
Gin and Vodka were kind enough not to leave me, a weak woman, to carry the shopping bags home. Vodka, who had been moving everything to my room with great difficulty, took off his sunglasses and began panting frantically. "Eiji, do you always buy so many things?"
I scratched my face guiltily. "It's not a fear of making choices. Big brother is generous... With all the buffs added together, I accidentally, uh, bought too much."
The vodka is still gurgling.
I looked around guiltily, looking up and down at the sky but not at him: "Who told you not to have it delivered to your door? Every time I buy a lot of things, I always choose to have it delivered to my door!"
Gin didn't bother to join in the daily grumbling between Vodka and me. He put down the last shopping bag in his hand, turned around and left. Before I could subconsciously follow him, he said, "I'm going to bed. Don't bother me."
I subconsciously froze in place, covering my mouth as I whispered to Vodka, "You're still blaming me? It's just a small amount of stuff, and you're so tired. But, big brother shouldn't be that tired, right? Did you slack off while doing your mission this morning and make him tired?"
Vodka had been with me for so long that he'd learned to roll his eyes, muttering to me, "What do you mean I was slacking off? Didn't I tell you? My brother and I stayed up all night to complete a mission. My brother didn't sleep all night."
I was stunned: "Huh? Then you guys are still going shopping with me?"
"Didn't I promise to buy you something? Otherwise, you'd keep complaining about this and that being sold out." Vodka was too lazy to continue arguing with me. He yawned and said, "Then I'll go downstairs to sleep. Yingzi, call me when you're hungry at night. Don't bother Big Brother."
"Do you think I'm retarded?" I rolled my eyes back, but raised my voice a bit before he left. "Vodka."
Vodka stopped, turned around, and asked without thinking: "Are you hungry now? I'll take you out to eat and bring some for Big Brother?"
"No." I sighed, wondering what kind of image I had in Vodka's mind. Am I just a greedy girl who only knows how to say I'm hungry?
But it doesn't matter. I'll open the door and tell you that Lady Yingzi is magnanimous and will treat things one way or the other.
I looked up at him, looked at him seriously and said, "Thank you."
Vodka curled his lips: "What?"
Humph, I saw it. When the tall and strong man turned around again, there was a dark red mark from his ears to the back of his neck.
Even though we in the Black Organization aren't exactly good people, Vodka can be quite cute sometimes. He gets shy when thanked, and sometimes he'll stay up all night to go shopping with me... If you forget that they might stay up all night to kill someone, or maybe just to stake out, it's not a good thing anyway.
But since they didn't tell me what they were doing, I naturally wouldn't ask. I just knew that the less you live, the longer you live. This is my experience of life here.
I thought about it and it seemed like Vodka had mentioned at the beginning that they were staying up all night to complete the mission, but I was still asleep and didn't hear the whole thing. Oh, it turns out that paper people are different from ordinary people like me. I almost died after not sleeping all night, but Gin and Vodka are still fine!
The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I punched the air in anger, then packed up my things obediently. I didn't dare disturb my only brother all night for fear of waking him up.
I am very honest, but Gin is not. He was so uncivilized that he pushed open my door at eight o'clock in the evening.
Fortunately, I have never had the habit of sleeping naked, otherwise I would subconsciously blackmail Gin into taking responsibility for me. What if Gin gets PTSD and kicks me out because of my hooligan behavior after drinking?
I put down my crossed legs, climbed up from the bed, and knelt down. After thinking about it, I felt that it was not respectful enough, so I quickly got off the bed and ran to Gin, looking up obediently: "Brother, are you awake? What do you want me to do?"
"Not hungry?"
"I had some snacks, so I'm not hungry." As smart as I am, I immediately understood what Gin meant, and said with sparkling eyes, "Brother, are you hungry? Do you want to have dinner?"
"You do it?" is a question, not a rhetorical question, but a questioning.
I chuckled and said, "Of course not. Vodka prepared it."
Gin glanced at him and sneered, "I knew it."
It’s a shame to say that when it comes to flattering gin, vodka is really unmatched.
But it doesn’t matter, the one who is close to the water gets the moon first. Vodka was only ahead of me for a few years, but now, I am the one who is physically closer to gin!
Wait, Vodka's bedroom seems to be directly below Gin's? What's the distance between the floors?
Damn it, I can’t lose to the floor, Kaimen Yingzi!
Gin put down his chopsticks speechlessly: "What are you thinking about?"
I answered honestly, "I was wondering how thick the floor was."
Gin: “?”
I held my chin in my hand and asked Gin seriously, "Brother, if I move the mattress and sleep at your doorstep, will I be closer to you than Vodka?"
Gin took a deep breath and asked me seriously, "Are you a pig?"
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