The next day, Pu Tao got up early again, prepared lunch boxes, and took great care to take pictures.
This pretentious habit has been going on for a while, and she managed to collect nine beautiful pictures. She posted it to the circle of friends at one time, and it was only visible to Yunjiansu.
She opened up a piece of wasteland, took care of it carefully, and turned it into a private garden only open to Yunjiansu, which he could see when he opened the window.
It's a pity that, after looking forward to the morning, Pu Tao didn't wait for Yunjiansu to move.
Whether it was intentional or not, she had to go to his window to ask what happened.
During the lunch break, she sent him a message directly: Have you eaten yet
Yunjiansu's return is not slow: not yet.
Pu Tao said logically: I am eating my own bento.
Yunjiansu: I saw it.
Pu Tao was speechless and wanted to ask if he was not worthy of commenting and liking him. Is the Jiugongge, which took so much trouble, just an ordinary scenery that he passed by along the way. But she endured it, and finally said innocently: Huh? What did you see.
Yunjiansu: I saw a garlic.
Pu Tao understood in seconds: ... why.
Yunjianju: Not for you.
Pu Tao reveals its true form: Can't you save me some face
Yunjiansu: Is it bad to say something straight
Pu Tao: But the bento was made by me, not a pirated picture from the Internet.
Yunjiansu: I know.
Pu Tao's heart skipped a beat, because of his suddenly serious tone.
Of course, this tone may just come from her brain, and the opposite is just a normal reply "I know".
Pu Tao couldn't help being insatiable, she put down her chopsticks and asked: After reading the nine pictures, did you have any hints of being careful
Yunjiansu: I saved one.
He answered the question, and spoke ambiguous words in a clear and innocent manner.
Pu Tao's chest suddenly tightened: which one
Yunjianju: There is the one with the cat head rice ball.
Pu Tao raised her head and slammed the back of the chair twice, as if to shave off some of the great joy she couldn't bear: Is it a cat head like my avatar
Yunjianju: The big cat head.
Humph.
Hum hum.
Pu Tao raised a small fan pig in her heart, gritted her teeth and typed: Is there a difference
Yunjianju: There should be.
Are you trying to contradict her on purpose
But she still couldn't stop laughing: I think my avatar seems to be more cute, the person who took it must have good photography skills, and really like it, in order to have this effect.
Yunjiansu: Okay, the backbone members of the Kua group.
Pu Tao: Over the top.
Pu Tao happily ate half an egg and asked: Why don't you eat
Yunjiansu: My friend has a dinner party and is waiting for him.
Pu Tao: him.
Yunjiansu:
Pu Tao repeats: him.
Yunjiansu:…
Pu Tao: Why don't you use "it", so that I can't stop thinking about food.
Yunjianju: I live in the human world, not the animal planet.
Pu Tao: …
Pu Tao: Can you post a voice to prove that you are indeed human
Her knack for pinching needles is admirable.
Cheng Su clicked on the table with one hand, smiling and speechless.
Pu Tao laughed at herself: Am I really like the kind of wretched guy who chats and takes a selfie with a girl
Yunjiansu: You still know.
Pu Tao is serious: Well, my self-awareness is still relatively clear and accurate.
Pu Tao: I just want your voice, I know.
Just as Cheng Su was about to reply, his left shoulder was patted, his eyes widened, and his friend was already there.
"What are you looking at, smiling like this." He said, and took a seat opposite him.
Cheng Su pressed the screen off, but still didn't hold back the corners of his lips: "Watching a five-year-old child chat."
"So fun?" The friend took a sip of tea.
Cheng Su gave a low "um".
A friend asked, "Didn't you order first?"
Cheng Su: "Wait for you."
The friend laughed: "I thought I could eat it when I came."
Cheng Su: "Isn't it your treat?"
"Okay... okay." The friend greeted the waiter and asked her to bring the menu.
Taking advantage of the gap between friends ordering dishes and sketching, Cheng Su picked up his mobile phone and glanced at WeChat.
There is a message retraction reminder inside.
Cheng Su hooked his lower lip. Every time he responded slowly, and when he returned late, she used this trick. The first time, the second time, he would ask what happened, and her answer was quite uniform: Don't worry, I Just confirming that I have not been blocked and deleted.
In desperation, Cheng Su also had self-doubt, is he like that kind of person
He felt that it was still necessary to inform the provincial girl that she was thinking again: I have eaten.
Opposite second reply: You use it slowly.
She shrewdly emphasized: follow him.
Cheng Su hummed.
After laughing, I noticed the burning gaze from my friend: "Are you watching a video of a five-year-old child again?"
Cheng Su put the phone back on the desktop, but didn't deny it: "Yeah."
"Who is it, I'll pay attention too."
Cheng Su decisively changed the subject: "Where's Yong Jingshu, why didn't he come with you?"
A friend said: "She has something to do back home, let me ask you for a few days off."
Cheng Su said: "Oh, it's okay, she also told me, I'll go to the store these days."
The waiter brought two delicate side dishes.
Cheng Su thanked him and asked, "When are you going to get married?"
The friend didn't smile and asked, "When are you going to get married?"
Cheng Su frowned: "Me?"
Friend: "Yeah, if you love watching cubs so much, it's better to get married and have children sooner."
Cheng Su: "… "
He poured himself tea calmly: "I'm still young."
Friends ridiculed him: "You are also five years old?"
Cheng Su smiled: "It's not impossible."
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That night, Pu Tao worked overtime until the early morning before returning home, and accidentally ran into a strange roommate who grew up in the dark without leaving home.
She was making cup noodles in the kitchen, her hair growing to her hips, covering the entire back, with jagged ends as if she had never been groomed.
After only one encounter, the girl hurried back to her room, banged the door behind her, and avoided her like an evil spirit.
She was as thin and pale as a piece of paper, and she was afraid that no one would care about her sudden death.
Pu Tao is inexplicably worried, and looks forward to the early date of leaving the lease.
After ordering a late-night snack, Pu Tao changed into loose home clothes, leaned against the head of the bed, and scratched the list of friends back and forth boredly.
She found that, before she knew it, Yunjiansu had become the focus of her life after work.
She didn't dare to disturb him all afternoon, so she missed him, missed him so much, and wanted to talk to him.
And what she is best at is to follow her heart, she immediately clicked on the top, and rang the doorbell: Are you convenient to speak now
A minute later, Yunjiansu: Which kind of talk.
Pu Tao laughed, a little proud, and a little sympathetic to him. The two emotions were intertwined, and she couldn't help but beat the bed twice with her hand, and replied: Do you have Pu Tao PTSD
Yunjiansu: I think so.
Pu Tao: I won't force you.
Yunjiansu: You'd better do what you say.
Pu Tao: Are you still outside
Yunjiansu: Go home.
Pu Tao: What is Datiao doing
Yun Jiansu paused for a while, and seemed to really see what the cat was doing: sleeping.
Pu Tao: I also slept.
Yunjiansu:
Pu Tao: Good night.
He didn't ask much: good night.
After the meeting, Pu Tao said again: Good night.
Yunjiansu: It's not good night.
Pu Tao: This is the good night I said to Datiao, can you help me convey it
Yunjiansu: Yes.
Pu Tao: Do you want to say good night to me
Yunjiansu: He has fallen asleep.
Pu Tao: The owner can do it for you.
Yun Jiansu sighed: Good night.
Pu Tao: Can cats type
Yunjiansu: Here again, isn't it
Pu Tao: Is it easy for me to say good night? [sad]
Yunjianju: [Voice message]
The plan succeeded.
Pu Tao presses it open with satisfaction.
The result was a voiceless, low-pressure, extremely rambling and perfunctory:
"Meow".
Depend on! Pu Tao is about to be blown up by cuteness, but she is still stubborn: it is a foul to sell cute.
Yunjianju: Cats not only can't type, but also can't speak human.
Pu Tao: But I don't understand, is this cheating
Longer voices ship over.
When the peach blossoms opened, it was his voice that was completely unreliable:
"Good night, good night, good night, are you satisfied? Miss Pu Tao."
His tone was like that of a knight, and like a handsome butler who pampered her without limit.
Pu Tao was intoxicated and full of guilt: I felt like I was forcing a good prostitute.
Yunjiansu: Isn't it
Pu Tao: You can ignore me.
Yunjiansu: Do it again
For some reason, these simple words made Pu Tao's heart pounding, and her face slammed into the frying pan.
She pursed her lips and smiled, replying word by word:
oh,
Do not
dare
.
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