Although Zheng Qiuyang and Fang Shiqing were good friends, they were still very upset to see him appearing at their home early in the morning.
Mr. Zheng deeply remembers that this product is 0.5!
After waking up, this 0.5 turned a blind eye to Zheng Qiuyang and went to take a shower, and called Yuan Rui through the door: "Do you have any new underwear? Lend me a pair!"
Zheng Qiuyang: "..." Where's the knife! Where is his knife!
Yuan Rui poured the warmed milk into the cup and replied: "I don't have any more. If you are not too big, can you wear Qiuyang?"
Fang Shiqing didn't make a sound.
Zheng Qiuyang began to hahaha again.
Fang Shiqing, who didn't borrow suitable underwear, didn't eat breakfast, and hurried to work. It was a bit far away from the magazine office where he worked, and he was afraid of being late.
After he left, Yuan Rui urged Zheng Qiuyang: "Don't dawdle, eat quickly, and go to work after eating."
Zheng Qiuyang said, "I won't go to work today, and I have to go to my mother's side later."
Yuan Rui hurriedly asked: "What's the matter? Didn't it mean that it's all right? Is it because the blood pressure is unstable?"
Zheng Qiuyang chewed two raisins, and said slowly: "Not only is the blood pressure unstable, but it's unstable everywhere."
He married his father with a young woman, and told Yuan Rui about the twins.
Yuan Rui: "!!!"
Zheng Qiuyang said: "My mother seems to be a bit overwhelmed. She is looking for death and life. She saw me better yesterday. I will go to accompany her again today. I am afraid that she will think wildly by herself."
Yuan Rui nodded and said: "Yes, yes, otherwise I will go too...or forget it, she will definitely be angrier when she sees me. It just so happens that there is preserved egg porridge in the rice cooker. I made it for three people, alchemist Qing didn't even bother to eat. I'll put the porridge in a thermos, and you can take it to Auntie."
He has seen Zheng Qiuyang's father from a distance in some business activities. He looks like a very elegant old man. He looks handsome at this age. It can be seen that he must have more capital to attract the opposite sex when he was young. No wonder he was Zheng Ma, a girl in her early twenties, plunged into it regardless.
But what's the use of being handsome? What a scumbag.
He hadn't used the thermos since he moved here, so he couldn't remember where he put his things when he packed up, so he had to dig through the kitchen cabinets to find them.
He didn't express his opinion on the Zheng family's matter, he was afraid that he would make Zheng Qiuyang even more unhappy if he said something stupid.
Zheng Qiuyang is very filial to his mother. Apart from falling in love with Yuan Rui, he is almost obedient. In the past few years, he has been depressed in Yunchang Jewelry, and he would rather wrong himself than make his mother unhappy.
Yuan Rui heard him talk once after drinking, saying that his grandfather forced his mother to knock him out of his stomach with death, but his mother didn't listen and was kicked out of the house with nowhere to go and no way to survive. He could only live in the apartment arranged by his father. In the second month after he was born, his grandfather died of illness. Everyone said that he was mad at his mother. Ten years later, his grandmother died of illness. His uncles and aunts Not even a notification.
Zheng Qiuyang said, careers and ideals, if you don't bring them with you in life, if you don't take them with you in death, if your mother is gone, then you really are gone. Even if his mother blindly chose a bastard and made everyone betray her for half of her life, at least her mother still has his son. She is almost in her fifties. It doesn't matter what kind of life she wants to live, as long as she is happy Happy, stronger than anything else.
Therefore, Yuan Rui felt that although Zheng Qiuyang said it lightly, as if he didn't care that his father had raised a woman again, he must be bleeding in his heart, and maybe he wanted to kill his father.
Zheng Qiuyang took the thermos and went out, Yuan Rui sent him to the door, told him to be happy and careful, and then put on the mask for him. The past two days have been smoggy, so Yuan Ruigang bought an air purifier online, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable with his respiratory tract at home.
He was left alone, cleaned up the kitchen, cleaned up, had nothing to do, and watched American dramas with his tablet in his arms.
Today is the eighth day since he was banned by his agent.
Every day at ten o'clock in the morning, Li Lingling would call him on time to care about his life, and analyze the latest public opinion trends with him by the way.
He himself also uses his trumpet to browse Weibo, and some people will still mention that video, but the popularity has obviously dropped a lot. In some posts on Tianya, some of his black fans are triumphantly saying that this idiot is finally going to die .
Yuan Rui didn't care too much about being too angry, but seeing their tone was particularly unhappy, he thought a little darkly: I'm too angry and it's not your turn, why are you happy
At around ten o'clock, Li Lingling called and said, "Liang Xi will post the Chinese version of "Who Is the Real Murder" on Weibo in a while, please repost it, save typing a few words, and remember to be cute."
Yuan Rui agreed and asked, "Then can I reply to fans' comments and private messages?"
Li Lingling said: "Don't reply anymore, if it's a black fan pretending to be a fan, then I'll hang you, idiot again."
Yuan Rui: "...it's really hard for black fans."
He hadn't logged in to his Orange V account since he forgot to change his account to repost the lottery last time. He was afraid that fans who paid close attention to him would find out that he went online from time to time but pretended to be a dead body. Now that he got Li Lingling's approval, he happily switched accounts.
A lot of @, private messages and comments, and a lot of new fans.
He searched Liang Xi's Weibo and followed her, but Liang Xi hadn't posted the promotion yet.
He backed out to check his news again...Huh? Win... win the lottery!