084. Calm down
Zhang Siyi was confused for a moment, two bedrooms? Could it be the room where the clutter was piled up
For this reason, he confirmed with Gu Yao again: "Are you living in a guest room on the second floor?"
Gu Yao was also agitated when he saw this sentence, and asked, "How do you know there is a guest room on the second floor? You lived in my brother's house?"
Zhang Siyi: "I spent the night at your brother's house before returning to Ningcheng. Search: \(¨¨¨¨¨)Read fine literature for free"
Gu Yao: "Oh, where did you sleep then? Guest room?"
She sat up and looked around. Every time she came to her brother's house, she stayed in this room. The sheets and quilts on it were prepared for her by her gothic, and the things on the writing desk were the same as when she left the last time. , and did not notice that anyone came in and lived there.
Zhang Siyi: "No, your brother said that there was a lot of clutter in that room, no one lived there for a long time, and the sofa was too cold. I slept with him later."
Gu Yao opened his mouth wide - Oh Maiga! Did they sleep together? (=mouth=)
How could that shrewdness-obsessed brother who hasn't slept with anyone since the age of sixteen would share a bed with others? Did you make a mistake
Gu Yao's little heart thumped and thumped for a while, and she became more and more excited... Even so, her brother still acted so nonchalantly, hey, she has caught the evidence now!
Zhang Siyi asked again, "Is that guest room tidy up so quickly?"
Gu Yao is not stupid. Seeing Zhang Siyi's persistent questioning, he has already guessed that her brother is fooling the other party's words, and he can't foolishly sell her brother.
"Well, I cleaned it up all night." She said, looking at the room again, and sneered, except for a few boxes of old books piled on the ground and two quilts packed in vacuum bags, where are the sundries!
Zhang Siyi: "Oh..."
At this point, Gu Yao recalled that Zhang Siyi had just come to ask her where her brother was: "Why are you asking my brother? Don't you have his WeChat?"
Zhang Siyi: "It's okay. I sent him a message, but he didn't reply, so I asked casually."
Gu Yao's heart is even more strange. Isn't it normal for her brother not to return to WeChat? That workaholic used to be busy and often didn't read WeChat text messages for several days. Reply, of course, that is not important information. Gu Yao also understands that her brother is busy. If there is any urgent matter to find him, it is most convenient to call him. No matter how busy he is at work, he will not refuse to answer.
That is to say, her brother has been replying to WeChat more frequently in the recent period of time. If Ji Shang sends him a message, he will respond in a while, and Gu Yao still feels uncomfortable. She saw her brother laughing at the phone from time to time during the Chinese New Year, and thought, could this change be because of Zhang Siyi
Gu Yao asked, "When did you send it to him?"
Zhang Siyi: "Fifteen minutes ago?"
Gu Yao: "..." I fell! Fifteen minutes is not fifteen hours! Just taking a shower, my brother didn't reply to your message and you came to ask me how busy you are! despise! (#‵′) convex
Gu Yao took a deep breath, resisted the urge to complain, and asked calmly, "What's the urgency? Let me help you take a look?"
Zhang Siyi: "Uh, it's not a rush, just shoot a cactus for him to see."
Gu Yao: "&#@… "
Hold back... you're a lady! Hold back!
Ashley! I can't help it! ┻━┻︵╰(‵ dish′)╯︵┻━┻
Half a minute later, Gu Yao got out of bed and knocked on her brother's door. Hearing "come in" from inside, she pushed open the door and entered, only to see her brother holding his wrists, slightly bent over, focused on Practice writing at the desk.
The felt was covered with rice paper, and there were already half-character characters on it, dotted, horizontally folded, dotted, and the word "cold" was written. Gu Xiao picked up the pen and asked, "What's the matter?"
Gu Yao looked at a stack of rice paper that was already full of writing on the table, and her brother's phone was on top of it.
She shook her head and said, "It's nothing, I'll ask you when to sleep."
Gu Xiao glanced at her lightly: "Go to sleep first, I'll write for a while."
Gu Yao: "Oh..."
Horizontal, horizontal, vertical hook... Gu Xiao wrote the word "quiet" again. Seeing that Gu Yao was still standing by the door, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"
Gu Yao pinched the hem of his clothes and whispered, "Brother, are you unhappy?"
Gu Xiao's hand holding the pen paused: "How do you say it?"
Gu Yao pursed his lips and confessed weakly: "I sent a WeChat message to Brother Siyi in the car today, and said something about your childhood."
Gu Xiao took a pen and dipped a little ink, continued to write, and said solemnly: "I know, you two are chatting together, and you are still behind my back to keep me from knowing, so what else can you say? Dad said shitty embarrassing things."
Gu Xiao's voice was calm, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was angry.
But the more it goes on like this, the more anxious Gu Yao feels, she squeaks over and brushes ink on her brother's behalf: "Just chat casually, I feel Brother Siyi is very curious about you."
Gu Xiao's wrist trembled slightly, one of the strokes trembled a little, he continued following the gesture calmly, without raising his head, the layman couldn't tell that his writing was wrong.
Gu Yao muttered a few more words on the side, picking up beautiful words, Gu Xiao felt more amused the more he listened, finally put down the pen and said, "It's alright, alright, am I such a person who gets angry easily? I don’t know who I learned from…”
Gu Yao: "..."
Gu Xiao: "Go to sleep, I'll be asleep after writing for a while."
Gu Yao: "Oh, what shall we eat tomorrow morning?"
Gu Xiao, in contrast to the speed of practicing calligraphy just now, changed a different font and wrote a string of words on the paper: "Rice with fried dough sticks and tofu brain?"
Gu Yao laughed, put down the ink stick, and went back to the room.
Gu Xiao put down the brush, dragged over the stool and sat down, quietly staring at the rice paper on the table for a while, then picked up the phone and looked at the WeChat messages he had already checked.
The last record was a cute emoji sent by Zhang Siyi. Gu Xiao smiled silently, his deep eyes shimmering in the light, he slowly typed a word into the dialog box and sent it.
Zhang Siyi waited for forty-five minutes for the phone to vibrate, and opened it in ecstasy, only to see—
Gu Xiao: "Yeah."
Zhang Siyi: "…"
Zhang Siyi: "???"
The word "En" is as lethal to Zhang Siyi as "I have read it", which makes people vomit blood and go crazy.
Especially when Zhang Siyi picked up his mobile phone and watched it every two minutes, the 45-minute time was stretched infinitely. He was expecting Gu Xiao to praise him or say something to make him happy. At the end, there was only one word "um" - this sense of gap almost defeated Zhang Siyi!
Don't you take this cactus very seriously? At the beginning, because of this little ball, I talked at length for a long time. Now that it is alive, you gave me a "um" word? What do you mean by you! (= dish=)
Zhang Siyi was so depressed that he didn't plan to reply any more. He turned off WeChat and threw his phone away in a fit of anger. He didn't want to sleep anymore.
Wrapped in a thick nightgown, he climbed up to watch a movie. After watching a few movies, he couldn't get into the beginning. His mind was full of Gu Xiao, and he frantically opened Dota to kill two rounds. In the end, he didn't play for a long time. The defeat almost made Zhang Siyi's mood worse.
"Ahhhh!" Zhang Siyi closed the notebook cover with a "snap", and rolled back to the bed with his head in his arms.
After tossing and turning for a while, he still couldn't fall asleep, it was already one o'clock at this time.
From ten o'clock in the evening to now, for three hours, Zhang Siyi couldn't do anything, couldn't fall asleep, and his mood was like stepping on seven or eight pieces of dog shit, and the reason was Gu Xiao's attitude in replying to his WeChat. too indifferent...
Zhang Siyi blinked his sour eyes, and almost instantly overturned all his previous self-assured conjectures.
- Gu Xiao likes him? Put the fucking dog|fart! (t dish t)
I spent the last two days of the Spring Festival alone, and finally it was time to go to work.
Zhang Siyi adjusted his mood and couldn't wait to return to the company. Although he still complained about Gu Xiao in his heart, when he thought of running into him after going to work, Zhang Siyi felt an indescribable excitement and nervousness in his heart.
Of course, Zhang Siyi is also looking forward to seeing his colleagues after not going to work for half a month.
I went back to my hometown in the new year, and my colleagues were full of spring breeze. Bi Lele was wearing new clothes that he had never seen before, with freshly permed hair, and said with a smile, "Aunt Si, are you back? I heard that the office building plan you made before was selected, congratulations. "
Zhang Siyi: "Thank you, why are you fat?"
Bi Lele: "...you die!"
Zhang Siyi avoided the marker thrown by Bi Lele, smiled and looked at Zhu Hongzhen, who was fatter next to him, and couldn't bear to look directly: "Little Pig, how many meals do you eat a day during Chinese New Year?"
Zhu Hongzhen stroked his forehead and said, "Don't talk about it, I eat, sleep, sleep and eat at home every day, I feel like I really become a pig."
Zhang Siyi stretched his waist and said, "Me too, staying at home and not working feels like a lazy waste."
Yuan Zhicheng raised his head with two dark circles under his eyes: "You are really a good and motivated baby. I can't be too much if you give me another month's annual leave."
Zhang Siyi was puzzled and asked Zhu Hongzhen in a low voice: "Isn't this just a holiday, why is Dacheng still looking like he hasn't slept enough?"
Zhu Hongzhen explained: "He is like this three hundred and sixty-five days a year. You let him sleep for three days and three nights, and his face is also sluggish. It is said that this is the yin qi brought out of the womb..."
Yuan Zhicheng's voice came from the opposite side: "Little Pig, don't think I didn't hear it..."
Zhu Hongzhen: "..."
Zhang Siyi turned on the computer and sorted out the unfinished plans for the office building. Because he was in a hurry years ago, he didn't record his work in advance, and it took him half a day to slowly get back to the state. There is no owner, and Gu Xiao's guidance is urgently needed.
However, Zhang Siyi has looked up at the entrance of the company more than once, but he has never seen Gu Xiao's figure, and the door of Gu Xiao's office behind him is also closed and motionless. He was really anxious and asked Zhu Hongzhen after lunch: " Little Pig, isn't Gu Gong coming to work today?"
Zhu Hongzhen was stunned for a moment and guessed: "The boss's annual leave is longer than ours, and it is estimated that he will not be back in a week."
Zhang Siyi: "…"
The author has something to say: [Statement] This article is slow, slow, very slow. This is a story that describes the details of daily life. Although the love of the protagonist runs through the whole text, the story presents more than two people. It's the life of a group of people. Regardless of whether it is a memory killing or various detailed descriptions, all the plots I finally wrote are interesting or necessary. I hope some readers will not misunderstand me and make up the word count. I explained this problem on Weibo the day before: My three views are all explained in the story. If you read this story, you will know that I am not the one who will follow my original intention of writing for such a small number of words. Compromise person.
It's all ok if I think I'm long-winded. After all, I have limited ability to distinguish which words are necessary and which are unnecessary. Moreover, my personal writing habits have been developed, and I can't improve the streamlined, old-fashioned and fast-paced style for a while. It is recommended to be impatient. Read the chapters of fattening up, don't doubt me any more.
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pps. Another thing to add, the emotional progress of the two protagonists is actually close to the point of talking about it, and they will never go around in circles again and again. Didn't you see that the fourth aunt has already admitted that she is bent? The current progress is only darkness before dawn, Minna Sang, we are about to see the light of day, so we must hold on to hope! gd1806102