As a propagandist, he didn't even accept the three hundred dollars, and he squeezed through the crowd and turned around to leave. The crowd dispersed after seeing enough excitement, and Chu Li's hand was still holding the hem of the man's clothes, letting go.
Hiukawa felt a soft thing leaning against his arms with a breath he liked... He lowered his head and glanced at her, and for the first time did not ask "How long are you going to hang on", but stretched out his hand and grabbed her Pushing away her clenched fingertips with his own fingertips, he glanced at the palm of her hand that was covered with some dust—there were also scrapes of broken skin, and the faint drops of blood had dried up. Yes, it may have rubbed against his clothes.
The wound was no longer bleeding.
It's just that when the man's fingertips accidentally touched her, she made a small "hiss" sound, struggled slightly and wanted to retract her hand... Hiurakawa didn't stop her, and easily let go of her hand.
Then I heard Chu Li's soft voice asking from below: "Teacher, why are you here?"
Hiukawa: "..."
This question is actually a bit difficult for Hiukawa to answer.
In the morning, he asked Yu Yao on Q that an editor told him last night that he was working overtime in the editorial department to catch up on the online pre-sale of "Luohe Shenshu". is the guy still alive
Yu Yao sent a smiling expression and told him, teacher, don’t worry, your editor-in-chief is still alive, and the online pre-sale is progressing smoothly. At this moment, your editor-in-chief is lying on the table and whining, who I can't even wake up.
I don't want to admit that my heart seems to have just landed at this time, and I always feel that the whole person has become more at ease—after he casually responded to Yu Yao with a ridicule of "she is so fat, she must be ridiculous", the man just threw away the phone and went to the computer. Throwing the new chapter that I coded all night on the Internet, I didn't have time to see how the comments praised him, "Today's word count is early, and it will rain red for many days"...
Hikawa also went to sleep.
When I opened my eyes again, it was four o'clock in the afternoon.
He got up energetically, and before he could wipe his face off, he groped for his phone and opened Q. After seeing a certain profile picture, there were four unread message reminders. It was after he fell asleep at 10:30 in the morning. just returned to him—
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Ah, teacher, have you been up all night too?]
[Saijun invited by the monkey: I just slept for a while, I was busy last night, I didn't watch Q... I can basically determine the one-handed thing. I'm not sure about the specific effect, and I'm also very nervous.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: ... Why am I telling you this, forget it, anyway, the online pre-sale is very dependent on your popularity, you have to cooperate with me well, and don't allow the princess to get sick.]
[Saijun invited by the monkey: Also, did you order takeaway in the middle of the night? Don't eat takeaway next time, make some dumplings for you on weekends and put them in the refrigerator?]
Above, after such a long discussion, when he finally saw the word "dumpling", he raised the corners of his lips, thinking that she can actually make dumplings
Then suddenly I had a craving for dumplings.
I remember that there is a noodle shop next to the community, next to the roast chicken that Er Gouzi loves to eat. It sells handmade dumplings. While thinking, "Why don't we eat dumplings tonight?" The man went out, ready to buy Dumplings will tell Chuli later that he doesn't need to cook tonight... As soon as he walked out of the gate of the community, he saw some farce going on outside the community—
Hiukawa has always been a nosy person, originally he was going to drift past without taking his eyes off... At this moment, a accusation of "what are you doing, little girl" suddenly floated out from the crowd, the man paused, thinking like a conditioned reflex: little girl? Coincidentally, I also have a little girl in my family.
Taking advantage of his height, the man standing outside the crowd raised his eyelids, and saw the vicious propagandist in the middle of the crowd, the leaflets scattered all over the floor, and the...
No coincidence.
She was really the little girl who lived in the attic of his house and ate and drank.
At that time, the man frowned directly, thinking to himself, "This is so fucking inexplicable", and when he realized it, he had already pushed aside the crowds of onlookers in front of her, and stood behind her—
Er, above.
The above-mentioned whole process is the standard answer to the question "Why are you here?" The man gathered it together and found that it was impossible to put it together, so with a cold face, he directly replaced it with the most concise words: "Just passing by."
After the words fell, he felt that the soft thing that was leaning on his body moved away. He subconsciously looked down and found that the person in front of him was also keeping his head down. He didn't know what he was thinking... At this time, the roadside was in charge of watching The aunt who sells roast chicken said: "Young man, it seems that your girlfriend can't stand upright. You should help her up quickly. The wound is bleeding so much that it needs to be disinfected in a while."
Hikawa didn't speak.
Chu Li raised his head and glanced at Aunt, and was about to say that Auntie is not my boyfriend. At this time, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Hiukawa stuffing the three hundred yuan just now into his pocket, and hanging Chu Li's small canvas bag around his neck , sighed, and squatted down in front of her.
Chuli: "?"
Chu Li stared at the man in front of him who was squatting down with his back to her without saying a word, because his hands were slightly back on his knees, his shoulder blades were protruding... What's the matter? Sudden stomach ache? Or a stomachache? I didn't eat takeaway at home all night and my stomach was ruined
Just when Zhou Li was thinking wildly, she heard Zhou Chuan say indifferently: "Come up."
Chuli: "Huh?"
Hiukawa: "I will carry you on my back."
Chuli: "Huh?"
Hiukawa: "Damn it, your brain is also bleeding from the fall? Oh what, come up, I'll carry you - don't you understand - what should I say, riding a horse?"
"..." What the hell is "riding a doodle", Chu Li frowned, blushing, "Teacher, you can't do it, you have no strength to restrain a chicken, how can you move your back—"
Before the word "I" fell, the man squatting on the ground had turned his head and glanced at her expressionlessly... Chu Li swallowed the words he hadn't finished speaking, then staggered to the back of the man, hesitating for a while , reaching out to hold his shoulder—
Fingertips tapped his back.
The sweater and hat collapsed softly, the black fabric faintly carried the warmth of the sun and the man's body...
Chu Li withdrew his hand and stared at his fingertips, always feeling a little miraculous.
"—What's the matter? Hurry up, why don't you dawdle, squatting on the main road looks good? If people don't know, they think I defecate everywhere!"
Until the impatience of the man's unsightly urging came to the ears, the first salute "ah" twice, before he had time to hesitate, the whole person climbed onto the man's back...His hands hesitated, his arms went around his shoulders, and wrapped around his neck —
Resting his chin on the hood of his sweater, it was very soft...
What got into his nostrils was the smell of sunlight mixed with soap. He wondered in a daze whether he had just taken a shower. Chu Li turned his face slightly and narrowed his eyes slightly—relying on the fact that the man couldn't see himself, like a greedy siesta in the sun. The cat, with his entire face stuck to his hat.
In the next second, the whole person is vacated!
"what!"
Chu Li's squinted eyes suddenly opened, and the hands around the man's neck tightened subconsciously—until she felt the man's steps were easy and steady. People and things, she was stunned: What, isn't this a lot of strength? With a weight of about a hundred pounds on her back, she walks like flying like a piece of rag.
Chu Li moved his head, and looked at the man curiously—
The complexion is normal, and there is no tendency to pretend to be a Hercules.
"Teacher." Chu Li called.
"What are you doing?" Hiukawa looked ahead, stopped at the intersection, and waited for the car to pass, his eyes were focused on the road ahead.
"Why did you give that propagandist money? Isn't this in his favor?"
"Didn't he want money, then give it to him, with so many people watching, would he dare to take it?"
"..."
"It's just like how you dealt with Cocoon back then. Whatever she wants, you just follow her, and then press her head, forcing her to swallow what she spit out alive... For a reason, he wants money , I’ll humiliate him severely with money.” Zhou Chuan carried the first ceremony on his back, “Speaking of which, you taught me this, you evil banana man.”
Chu Li was stunned.
Then he narrowed his eyes with a smile.
She was lying on Hiukawa's strong back, and her body followed him as he walked up and down...
"Teacher, I worked on the online pre-sale last night. I think it should be almost done. The rest is the e-commerce and a certain treasure store that the online pre-sale needs to cooperate with. The marketing department has already contacted..."
"Um."
"There are still exclusive gifts that have not been decided yet. What do you think is good to give, autograph? It seems that autographs are not attractive enough."
"Who do you say is not attractive?"
"There is also a lottery for forwarding. This is very important. What is the best prize? I saw a beautiful girl on the Internet who gave me panties. Although it is a bit low-level, the one with a high reposting rate..." Chu Li put his chin carefully on him. On the shoulder, he turned his head and glanced at the man's side face, "Do you have any personal items—"
"Personal items? The dog's head on the item I edited?"
"..."
Out of the corner of his eye, the man saw the little head rubbing against his shoulder shrank back, as if his shoulder was the guillotine.
Hiukawa walked for a while with the guy on his back, the sound of the footsteps of people coming off work, the whistle of the car, the sound of the engine roaring in his ears... The two chatted one after another, and Chu Li was thinking about it Talking about online pre-sale, thought of saying bad things about Lao Miao again, when Zhou Chuan walked to the door of the house, the person on his back fell silent.
Standing in front of the house, the man looked back, only to realize that the person lying behind him had fallen asleep at some point—under the setting sun, her chin rested on his shoulder, with every steady breath , the long and slender eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly carefully resting on a flower petal and flapping its wings.
The distance between the two is too close.
Close enough that he could see the fine down on her cheeks.
Averting his eyes, the man took out the key, stuffed it into the keyhole as smoothly as possible, and kicked the door open—the big dog in the room jumped up from the sofa, and was about to bark for fun, but was blocked by the master's eyes and became dumb dog.
Obediently following behind Hiukawa, watching him step by step up to the attic with the cooking woman on his back... Sitting down on the edge of the bed, he picked the person on his shoulder with his hand. The person on his back slid limply onto the bed—
Rolled around.
He hugged the pillow and buried his face in it.
The man stood up and removed the white canvas bag from around his neck.
At this time, the person on the bed turned over, the phone fell out of her pocket, the screen was on, and someone just sent a new WeChat message—
[Flying Elephant: Chu Li, follow me to the printing factory tomorrow afternoon to check the color (confirm that the color of the book is consistent with the design draft when printing, and there are no mistakes) Oh!]
The man picked up the phone, looked at the sleeping guy on the bed again, took her hand and pressed his thumb on the function key, unlocked it smoothly, entered WeChat, and typed—
[Shuijun invited by the monkey: Then I won’t edit in the morning.]
[Saijun invited by the monkey: Zhou Chuan's manuscript hasn't been handed in yet, so I'll go to his house to get it.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: ahh, he delayed the draft again!]
[Flying Elephant: ... Sin, you owed him in your previous life, so you can just revolve around him in this life!]
The man chuckled, with a smile on his eyes, and threw away the phone... After thinking about it again, he picked up the phone again and turned it off.
Then he bent down and got closer to the person rolling around on the bed, first picked up her paws, and wiped her with a sterile wet tissue—her hands were soft and let him pinch and rub them, and the sterile tissue wiped them off. The dirty dust on her hands, and the coagulated blood scab... After a few tissues, she finally returned to her original whiteness.
It's just that the palms are still a little red and swollen.
The man threw away the wet tissue and tried to wake her up: "Get up, clean the wound on your knee before going to sleep, or you will get an infection."
"..."
no response.
"If you don't get up, just take off your pants."
"..."
Still no response.
As soon as his face got closer, he felt a soft little hand struggling to cover his face: "Don't push me, just let me get infected to death, it's better than being trapped alive."
While half asleep and half awake, he talked in a daze while pushing his face.
The fingertips even struggled to fit into his lips like an octopus... The man paused, opened his lips mysteriously, let the soft fingertips fall into his mouth, closed them again, and held them.