In the past, Mr. Xu not only loved his work and his career, but was also good at fooling people, making big promises and inciting the masses, so that his younger brothers loved their work and their career with him. Before nine o'clock every evening, no one in their company was embarrassed to leave work.

However, ever since he got together with Dou Xun, the scourge, Mr. Xu developed a series of problems that are common to kings who have lost their country - Monday syndrome, holiday syndrome, dead procrastination, early rising syndrome, etc. Every day he is worried about being late or leaving early, and he checks his financial situation when he has nothing to do. The more he looks at it, the less motivated he becomes.

From the grey parrot's perspective, in the past, it was awakened by its father's footsteps every day. It would stretch in the morning light, sing a few off-tune folk songs, and then look down to find fresh bird food and clean water. It was a perfect and happy morning.

Now...it's almost bald from hunger, and that damn "dad" is still rolling around on the bed shamelessly!

It was drizzling outside the window. It was a perfect day to sleep with the curtains drawn. Xu Xilin lay on the bed half dead and groaned, "Let the little guys usurp the throne. I don't want to attend the morning court!"

Dou Xun was comforting the grey parrot which was in a bad mood.

Xu Xilin continued to howl: "I worked every day in the first half of my life just to have fun in the second half. I can live a petty bourgeois life by collecting rent and dividends, why should I still work!"

Dou Xun leaned against the door and looked at him: "Are you going to get up?"

Xu Xilin rolled on the pillow with the quilt in his arms: "No... I don't want to go to work..."

To be fair, Xu Xilin didn't really want to do nothing, it's just that after tossing around in the hospital for half a year, he felt a little weak and it became much more difficult for him to get up. Also, he just wanted to act like a spoiled child. As long as Dou Xun came over to pet him, he could get the motivation to "work hard to support his family."

Unexpectedly, Dou Xun thought about it, rolled up his sleeves and rushed over, holding him down through the quilt, and said cheerfully: "If you don't want to go, then don't go. It just so happens that I don't want to go either. Let's do something else."

Xu Xilin was stunned by the behavior of this... not sure if he was a treacherous minister or a treacherous concubine. His arrogance immediately subsided, and he got up with a trembling heart and lungs, and prepared to go to work in an orderly manner.

Dou Xun broke off a small piece of bread for him to calm him down. Xu Xilin ate from his hand while tying his tie. He was then forced to drink a bowl of millet porridge. He was easily coaxed into a good mood, humming a song while changing his shoes: "Thunder means rain..."

The grey parrot immediately raised its neck and said, "Leo!"

Dou Xun arranged his materials while instructing, "Get an umbrella."

Xu Xilin: "I have one in my car - it's raining so I need an umbrella -"

The grey parrot was intoxicated: "Leo!"

Dou Xun: "That broken gun in your car..."

Xu Xilin was too bothered and pretended not to hear: "It's cold, wear a cotton jacket——"

The grey parrot stretched out its neck and howled: "Leoleoleeo!"

Then he ran away to the lingering sound of the parrot's singing.

Dou Xun: “…”

After Xu Xilin disappeared, he sighed, strolled over, opened the folding umbrella hanging in the entrance hall, and took down a small ring box tied to the umbrella stand.

Xu Xilin’s birthday is in July, and it’s coming soon. Dou Xun really wants to give him something.

It was only after Xu Xilin reminded him that he remembered about giving the ring.

Dou Xun actually knew that Xu Xilin was joking. The ring was just a ceremony. There was no ceremony between the two of them, only more than ten years of time. However, because he was born lacking in romantic cells, he really couldn't think of anything to give as a gift, so he bought it secretly.

After buying it, Dou Xun regretted it because he heard people say it would be very embarrassing to give it to someone in person. He imagined the scene and felt it was indeed a bit funny, so he racked his brains to come up with an unexpected way for this thing to appear, preferably so that Xu Xilin would not be able to react and would not have the chance to laugh at him.

He came up with this bad idea of ​​hanging it on the umbrella because he had checked the weather forecast the night before and made the decision in the middle of the night.

As a result, the first attempt failed.

Dou Xun turned around and glared at the stupid bird on the shelf: "It's causing trouble."

The grey parrot shook its head and tail: "Science is - that simple!"

On that day, during the break between classes, Dou Xun used his mobile phone to search the Internet. Someone suggested that since the two had been together for a long time, it would be best to go for a warm and cozy approach, using the common "homely style", such as wrapping the ring in dumplings.

Dou Xun thought about it and felt that it was feasible. The biggest problem at the moment was that Dr. Dou did not have the ability to prepare a meal of noodles independently.

However, the most frightening thing is to study it seriously. In the age of information explosion, any small difficulty in life can be solved with a guide. Dou Xun goes home from get off work in the evening and patiently begins to figure out the recipe.

Xu Xilin walked in and glanced at it nonchalantly, then broke off half a peach and handed it to him: "Tell me what you want to eat, why are you fiddling with this thing?"

Dou Xun pretended not to hear. He took the peach and was about to take a bite, but then he frowned again, lowered his head and pinched out a lively worm from it: "There's a worm again. What's wrong with the peach I bought this time?"

Without even looking up, Xu Xilin said, "It means it's organic food. How come you caught up with me? I've eaten several of them, but I didn't notice it."

Dou Xun: "I've eaten seven or eight peaches, and there were worms in every one of them."

Xu Xilin: “…”

The two people seemed to have deduced some strange fact from this conversation. They looked at each other in silence for a while. Then Xu Xilin, with an indescribable expression, lifted the peach he had been chewing under the lamp, searched carefully for a moment, and found half of the insect that had been buried under his iron teeth in a corner.

Xu Xilin: “…”

Dou Xun waved at him, pinched his chin, gently rubbed his lips with his fingers, and asked curiously: "...Is it delicious?"

Xu Xilin rushed out in horror.

Dou Xun thought carefully for a moment and closed the menu, because given this guy's careless eating habits, there was a 50% chance that he would swallow the foreign object in the stuffing without realizing it.

So he rejected the second plan himself.

then what should we do?

That night, while Xu Xilin was taking a shower, Dou Xun took out the small box he had prepared and looked at it. He raised his head and said to the grey parrot that was staring at him, "How about I hang it on you and let you deliver it?"

The grey parrot tilted its head and looked at him with an innocent yet surprised expression.

Dou Xun pinched his brows and said, "Forget it, idiot, get out of here and kneel down."

The grey parrot was very tactless and refused to leave, so Dou Xun decisively caught it and threw it out. Then, with a serious face of a gentleman who was deep in thought, he went straight into the bathroom connected to the master bedroom, intending to collect some "worry allowance" for his day's hard work.

In a blink of an eye, it was the weekend, and Dou Xun still hadn't given out the gift.

Lao Cheng invited the two of them to his store to play and celebrate the birthday of Mr. Xu, the financial sponsor of "Grandpa" Flower Shop. So on the weekend, the two of them walked in the afterglow and went to the flower shop which closed early.

Thanks to Dou Xun's financial support, the flower shop merged with the small shop next door, making it much more spacious. Lao Cheng wandered around the shop every day dressed like a charlatan, telling fortunes for the young girls and making brooches out of dried flowers to sell to them as the "birth flower" of the month.

The four non-mainstream youths ate and drank their fill, and shared a big cake. Lao Cheng took out a skewer tube in a mysterious manner. The outside of the tube was covered with a layer of dust, and a few skewers were lonely and nestled inside, looking so shabby as if no one had cared about them for a long time.

"Guests usually like to draw tarot cards or look at the horoscope," said Lao Cheng. "Old Cai usually doesn't let me take these out, thinking they are too low-grade and not fashionable. Today we're going to use a folk remedy. The birthday person will shake one, and the next year will be smooth and free of disasters and illnesses."

Xu Xilin still remembered Lao Cheng's bad mouth, and he just sneered when he heard it: "If you are healthy, you will become sick after smoking, so I won't come."

"Oh, don't worry." Lao Cheng forced the tube into his hand, "I was asked to change it to a good one a long time ago, just for the sake of luck. Otherwise, if I let customers draw bad lots every day, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?"

Xu Xilin thought that "good things don't work but bad things work", so he took it nonchalantly and shook it vigorously twice - not a single stick fell out.

A few thin sticks jumped around for a while, and then stayed firmly in place, as if there was a "stick-absorbing stone" under the tube.

Xu Xilin shook it with a little more force - but it still didn't fall out.

Cai Jing covered his face silently, feeling extremely embarrassed, and even Dou Xun was speechless.

For a moment, even an atheist like Xu Xilin couldn't help but feel a little doubtful. Could it be that he was really born with bad luck and could only draw a bad lot, and when Lao Cheng changed the lot, he couldn't get any lot at all?

Xu Xilin didn't want to shake it anymore, so he just turned the stick tube over. This time, with a "bang", a heavy object fell out.

I saw that all the sticks defied gravity and were hanging strangely on the stick tube. Then I looked again and found that the sticks were tied to the bottom of the tube with thin wires. They would bounce when shaken, but would never fall out. Only one stick was free and fell on the table - there was something tied underneath.

It's so heavy, no wonder I couldn't get it out after shaking it for a long time.

Xu Xilin picked up the fallen stick and saw the words "A thousand miles of destiny will lead to a thousand miles of meeting" engraved on it. The "heavy object" below was a small velvet box. He knew what was inside without opening it.

Xu Xilin looked up at Dou Xun.

It was so embarrassing - Dou Xun knew that listening to the mature person would not end well, so he coughed dryly and his eyes wandered.

The other two light bulbs also quieted down, nervously waiting for Xu Xilin to give his speech.

However, Xu Xilin didn't laugh.

He did not open the small box in front of everyone, but just put it away and held it in his palm.

Xu Xilin carefully read the words on the lot, and after a while, he said with mixed feelings: "This is the first time in my life that I have drawn a very good lot from my grandfather."

Destiny exists even though we are thousands of miles apart.

He smiled silently.

"Captain, please open it quickly so that we can learn more!"

"No!"

"You look so stingy..."