—Have you ever seen a game where you have to lose your whole body to play a game when you are bored
Chu Li's hands under the table tightened tightly, but he didn't grab anything, just grasped in the air in vain.
"When I was away from home, I asked a friend to help me open a trumpet to do the task. Well, I'm still an author. I'm from the New Shield Society. We set up a gang called 'Fujian Yibo Support Association' to jointly prosper the unpublished business. ..." Jiang Yucheng crossed his legs to help smooth things over, while kicking Zhou Chuan across the table, "Are you dumb? Don't know how to explain?"
Hikawa ignored him.
She just looked at Chu Li from the beginning to the end, when she rubbed her eyes and turned her head to look at him, apart from being a little anxious, the anger became more and more obvious, so she held back for a long time and uttered a sentence that probably shouldn't be said at this time Saying: "I don't even know what she wants, why explain?"
At this time the lunch was served, Chu Li moved the corners of his lips, said nothing, and lowered his head to eat.
After eating, she glanced at her mobile phone, and found an excuse to go to the printing factory to see the cover of "The Lost Amusement Park" and left early—the printing factory might be a ghost at work on the big weekend, and everyone knew it well, she just I found an excuse to make "unhappy" look less "unhappy".
After Chuli left.
Hiukawa and Jiang Yucheng changed places and found an open-air tea room where they drank tea and smoked—
Looking at the man who was sitting across from him, puffing and puffing, frowning and silent from beginning to end, Jiang Yucheng lazily lit a cigarette: "Actually, she just lacks a sense of security. The difference between men and women lies in this—" Sometimes men think that it is a kind of commitment to do everything that should be done and live in peace and harmony; women think that diamond rings, flowers and a precious and romantic ceremony are equally important. Even if you are just dawdling, you can turn around and find someone else to live the same life."
"..." Hiukawa held his cigarette butt, and changed his sitting position, "Where can I find another person?"
When speaking, the tone is stuffy and full of resentment.
"Apart from confessing your love on Weibo, did you two sit down and talk about it seriously?" Jiang Yucheng asked, "Did you seriously tell the other party that you are going to be together?" "
After a slight pause, Zhou Chuan raised his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Yucheng for the first time since an hour ago.
Jiang Yucheng smiled and said, "Obviously not."
Hiukawa: "You know?"
Jiang Yucheng: "From the uncertainty in her words and eyes, I always feel that I still have a chance, so I know, obviously not."
Hiukawa snuffed out the spark of the tobacco in the ashtray, as if the cigarette butt he was pinching in his hand at this moment was Jiang Yucheng's neck, the man's breath smelled of tobacco, and the white smoke from his lips made him His facial features became a bit blurred, and even the gloom like cigarette butts deepened...
"Stay away from her, she is already mine."
Jiang Yucheng put down the purple sand cup in his hand, pointed at the tip of Zhou Chuan's nose and smiled: "If you can say this in front of Chu Li, there will be no such troubles, why are you acting like an elephant with me now..."
"say what?"
"'I'm your boyfriend'."
"..."
Jiang Yucheng looked at Zhou Chuan with a bewildered expression, and almost wrote "I still have to say this" on his face... So even Jiang Yucheng relaxed - he was the one who regarded this kind of emotional retardation as a rival in love Looking down on myself... The man waved his hand: "Forget it, don't say it, it's good to die in silence like this-I won't give you any advice, I hope you will be dumped soon, so I can take over."
"..."
"No, I guess in Chu Li's eyes, you're not even being dumped, at most it's a romantic affair that ended without a problem."
... romantic? Hiukawa paused as he picked up the second tobacco and brought it to his lips, then raised his eyes to look at the guy sitting across the table with an obtrusive smile—he has always dominated him since he was a child, from school to the literary world, and now even women Wanting to compete with him, and talking about love experience, with an annoying look of "what kind of love is this person like you"...
"I don't know what evil I did for someone like you who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world to the point of mental retardation. It's fine that Chu Li likes me," Jiang Yucheng said, "I will happily tell everyone on Weibo I left the group in the world, and then Aite... Uh, the official Weibo of "Moonlight" magazine?"
"..."
He also happily told the whole world to leave the group.
Pompous.
Being together is a matter of two people.
What is it to announce to the world
And not a star—
In addition, those jackal-like readers of yours know that there is such a thing, and they have to make up the eight o'clock dog-blood drama where the editor borrowed his position to hook up with the male god author, and he must eat her alive...
Hiukawa snorted with a cigarette in his mouth, scolded "superficial" in his heart, and then seemed to remember something, raised the corners of his lips to sneer: "...It's true that everything is ready, but it's a pity that she doesn't like you."
"There is nothing that time cannot change."
That confident tone made the corners of Hiukawa's raised lips flat...
"...you're dreaming."
Tsk.
I really want to cut his tongue.
That night, Hiukawa half-evaded and talked nonsense with Jiang Yucheng and didn't go home until ten o'clock.
When I got home, I found myself worrying too much, because the house was pitch black, and Er Gouzi was lying on the sofa so hungry that he only had the energy to look up at him when he heard the door open...
Because there is no one at home. So I didn't turn on the heating, and my feet were cold on the wooden floor... The man closed the door, and before he even had time to change his shoes, he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to a familiar number: Where are you
[Ah Xiang’s house, stay for two days.]
[?]
["The Lost Amusement Park" is about to be printed, with the lessons of "Little Immortal", who dare not follow the whole process this time? Running every day is too troublesome. A Xiang’s house is only two subway stops away from the printing factory, so close... I can sleep a little longer in the morning.]
Her tone is natural.
For good reason.
It was as if nothing had happened, and then suddenly went out to live after a disagreement, and it was just that I really hoped to sleep for an extra hour in the morning...
In the dark house, the man was standing in the porch with his mobile phone, he felt so upset that he was about to knock down the roof, and he wanted to say that you didn’t feed this dog, wouldn’t your conscience hurt? You have run away from home, your wings are stiff; the bank card has too much money, right? It is probably the bonus from the big sale of "Luohe Divine Book" last year...
"..."
Can.
From this point of view, the fund for "running away from home" was personally sponsored by him.
In the darkness, the man was so angry that he felt that his hairline had risen by a millimeter, but he racked his brains and found that he had no way to expose her—until the back of his hand was arched by the wet dog's nose, Er Gouzi groaned from Rubbing his ears against him, he seemed to come back to his senses...
He answered "yes" succinctly.
— Little did he know that this was the second mistake he made today.
——If Jiang Yucheng found out, he would have to beat his chest first and waste a few hours with you in the afternoon it is good.
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