Spending years with the same person degrades social skills. For example, now, Ting Shuang doesn't know what to say to this Mr. Cycle.
Zhu Wenjia was still urging: "You send him a message quickly."
Ting Shuang thought about it for a long time and sent two words: Hello.
Zhu Wenjia: "… "
"Brother, your business skills are too poor." Zhu Wenjia grabbed the phone and clicked on Cycle's homepage, "You need to find the point of chat from the other party's basic information and the status of the post... Hey, on his homepage Why is there nothing?"
Ting Shuang said: "Maybe people don't spend so much time and energy on the Internet."
Zhu Wenjia returned to the chat interface with Cycle. When he saw it, he was shocked. The other party also replied dryly with two words: Hello.
"...You deserve to be Perfect Match." Zhu Wenjia threw the phone to Ting Shuang and walked away silently, "You two, let's talk."
Ting Shuang didn't know what to talk about, so he typed it, then deleted it, deleted it and typed it again, and couldn't post another word for ten minutes. He glanced at the time on the top of the phone, thinking that there would be class tomorrow morning, so he sent a sentence: I'm sorry, I have to sleep, there will be class tomorrow.
After a few minutes, Cycle replied with a word: Hmm.
Ting Shuang is about to go to bed, and at this point, for Zhu Wenjia, the nightlife has just begun. Zhu Wenjia pulled out a pink shirt from Ting Shuang's closet and draped it open, wearing only a T-shirt and knee-length shorts. Then she asked Ting Shuang for the bicycle key, and went to the city center by herself to find a nightclub. .
Just as Zhu Wenjia went out, the doorbell rang again. Ting Shuang thought that Zhu Wenjia had lost something and didn't take it with her, so she directly pressed the unlock button on the door of the building, opened her own door again, and then walked to the bedroom while shouting to the outside: "Zhu Wenjia, can you bring your own? A key? There's a bunch in the bowl next to the door, take it with you when you go, and open the door yourself when you come back, don't keep ringing the doorbell. And when you go, close the door, can you hear me?"
"... Ting Shuang." A familiar voice sounded outside the door.
Ting Shuang's movement of closing the bedroom door was stagnant, and when she came out, she saw Liang Zhengxuan standing at the door.
Ting Shuang propped her forehead with her hand and said, "Is there something you forgot to take?"
Liang Zhengxuan said, "How are you doing?"
Ting Shuang said, "It's okay."
Liang Zhengxuan said, "Have you eaten well?"
Ting Shuang said, "Yeah."
Liang Zhengxuan said, "Do you smoke again?"
Ting Shuang said, "Yeah."
Liang Zhengxuan said, "Stop smoking."
Ting Shuang said, "Look."
Liang Zhengxuan wanted to come in, but Ting Shuang said, "Didn't you bring anything? I'll bring it for you."
So Liang Zhengxuan could only stand in place.
"I have class tomorrow, I really have to sleep." Ting Shuang said, and was about to close the door.
Liang Zhengxuan blocked the door with his hand, stepped forward and hugged Ting Shuang hard, and said, "Is it okay if we don't break up? After so many years... I really can't accept it."
Physical contact is scary for long-term couples. Familiar skin, familiar temperature, familiar smell, everything seems to say: nothing happened, you and I are the same as before.
At this moment, Ting Shuang almost had an illusion that Liang Zhengxuan just went on a trip, or returned to the country, and now he is back, his body does not remember Liang Zhengxuan's fault at all, and he is unwilling to accept the breakup sent by his brain. Instructed, his body only remembered that Liang Zhengxuan was the person he was closest and most trusted, and his body even said frantically: I miss this person. I miss this hug.
"Liang Zhengxuan." Ting Shuang broke free, "Don't be like this. This thing is ugly enough, let's end it quietly."
Liang Zhengxuan said, "You're afraid of being ugly? I'm not. In front of you, have I ever made any ugly gestures? How do you want me to apologize?"
Ting Shuang said: "I know I have a bad personality. That's it. I really don't want to talk about this."
Liang Zhengxuan wanted to say something else, but Ting Shuang said first, "I'm ready to start the next paragraph."
Liang Zhengxuan didn't believe it. He stared at Ting Shuang for a while, then swept around the room and said, "I know it's your brother who lives in your house now. Don't fool me."
"I'm not talking about him," Ting Shuang said.
Liang Zhengxuan said, "Who is that?"
Ting Shuang didn't know who it was. He just wanted to quickly send Liang Zhengxuan away.
Liang Zhengxuan knew Ting Shuang. He knew that it was impossible for Ting Shuang to get along with others in such a short period of time. He also believed that as long as he was willing to spend time with Ting Shuang, he could mend the current cracks. So he must stay tonight.
He did understand Ting Shuang, but he didn't understand it thoroughly enough. Ting Shuang has a bad temper. He will make troubles in small matters, be reasonable and unforgiving, and ask Liang Zhengxuan to do small things, but in principle, he does not argue about right or wrong, does not apologize, and does not take responsibility for it, he only needs The other party leaves.
He also saw Liang Zhengxuan's intention. If he didn't do something, Liang Zhengxuan would not leave. So he picked up his mobile phone and sent a voice message to Cycle in front of Liang Zhengxuan: "Good night dear."
Liang Zhengxuan said helplessly, "Who are you acting for, Ting Shuang?"
Ting Shuang stared at the phone and prayed: Big brother, come back to me, I will thank you as soon as Liang Zhengxuan leaves.
"I didn't show anyone. I did meet new people." Ting Shuang said.
Liang Zhengxuan said: "Isn't it someone I just met for two days? I don't mind. Let's start over."
Ting Shuang didn't speak, she typed Cycle in her hand: Are you asleep? Just give me a voice, please do me a favor. My ex-boyfriend stayed at my house and refused to leave.
Cycle finally replied, two words: call the police.
Tingshuang replied quickly: calling the police would disturb the neighbors, and it would take time. I have class tomorrow. Our professional class is very difficult, so we must go.
After a while, Cycle replied: what the voice said.
Ting Shuang felt relieved, and continued typing: Say good night to you, dear. A bit mushy. Or you are free to play.
Cycle didn't speak for a long time, Liang Zhengxuan shouted: "Ting Shuang."
Ting Shuang raised her head and said, "I'm chatting with him."
Liang Zhengxuan said, "You talk, I'll wait."
Two minutes later, a voice came from Cycle, and Ting Shuang clicked.
Probably when Cycle was talking, he was very close to the cell phone radio, and the room was silent, so his voice was low and deep, two words, as if scratching gently in the heart.
"Good night."
Liang Zhengxuan's face was hard to look at.
Ting Shuang pretended not to see it, and sent another voice to Cycle: "By the way, you forgot your tie at my house last night."
Not long after, Cycle replied with a voice, but Ting Shuang didn't dare to open it. He was worried that Cycle would expose his nonsense and ruin his business.
Liang Zhengxuan stared at Ting Shuang and said, "Where's the tie?"
Ting Shuang said, "it's soiled and sent to dry cleaning today."
Liang Zhengxuan's expression became worse and worse, but he still said, "I don't believe it."
Ting Shuang typed Cycle: What did your voice say just now? Didn't expose me
Cycle back: Click to listen.
Ting Shuang somehow felt that these three words were very reliable, so she clicked on the voice, and Cycle's voice came out: "Go to your house to get it in two days."
Ting Shuang said to Liang Zhengxuan, "Look, I didn't lie to you."
Liang Zhengxuan looked at Ting Shuang for a long time before he said, "After so many years, you are really willing."
Ting Shuang didn't know how to answer this sentence for a while. After so many years, are you really willing? The more he thought about it, the more he felt like laughing. After all these years, who was willing to do it first
"I'm closed." Ting Shuang didn't want to argue any more. "If I see your stuff, I'll send it to you. Don't bother you to run here."
When Liang Zhengxuan left and Ting Shuang lay on the bed, she felt the exhaustion that had accumulated for a long time hit him in an instant. He texted Cycle that the ex-boyfriend was gone, thank you tonight.
Cycle didn't reply.
All night, Ting Shuang woke up from sleep, but couldn't sleep soundly. At six o'clock in the morning, Zhu Wenjia, who didn't have a key, rang the doorbell to wake him up.
Ting Shuang opened the door for Zhu Wenjia while scolding him.
Zhu Wenjia threw a paper bag on the table and said, "It's a shame I bought you breakfast. I wouldn't have bought it for you if I knew it earlier.
"I'm a wolf-hearted and dog-lung? You should pack up and go, don't live in the wolf's den." Ting Shuang couldn't sleep, so she could only get up and wash. Until he finished washing, Zhu Wenjia didn't reply. He was feeling strange. When he came out of the bathroom, he saw Zhu Wenjia lying on the sofa with one leg resting on the back of the sofa, snoring and sleeping soundly.
Ting Shuang threw his quilt on Zhu Wenjia, then went to the dining table with his notebook, and checked his email while eating the breakfast that Zhu Wenjia bought on the table.
In addition to the mass emails sent by the school, there is only one unread email in the mailbox, the sender is BAI, Changyi.
When Ting Shuang saw the name, she opened the email with trepidation.
Done.
It's over from the first line.
The death professor of the death course told him to retake the death course, and not next semester, but next year, because the course was only offered in the summer semester.
Rebuild next year.