Moonlight Variations

This day is Friday, and the working people are about to usher in a good day when they don’t have to go to work the next day.

Fix a good day every week that "two dogs won't walk tonight".

A good day for dating.

Shouldn't be a good day at home.

...A good day to watch a movie.

Near 4:30 in the afternoon, the man who had been playing games on the sofa all day got up from the sofa, took a bath, shaved, and changed into the white shirt and jeans in the closet under the bottom of the box-the white shirt is on the right sleeve arm The three circular colored lines in red, white and black are the only decoration, which makes the whole white shirt look less b; the jeans are tailored to the body, and they are slightly stuck at the ankle to expose the ankle, which perfectly sets off the long legs that a tall man should have. ...

At 5:30 in the afternoon, the man stood in front of the mirror and adjusted his head shape. By the way, he took a selfie in the mirror, looked left and right, and then sent the picture to Jiang Yucheng——

[Jiang Yucheng:? ? ? I just got up, what am I doing? Where are you going? Dating? Are you in love? ……………………You are in love, and the iron tree is blooming! 】

[Jiang Yucheng: Which little girl has committed any evil to fall in love with you? When you wake up in the morning and open your eyes, the first thing you have to ask is: My dear, what kind of personality is online today? 】

[Zhou Chuan: How many hairs are there, look, isn't it handsome? Do you have masculinity? 】

[Jiang Yucheng: …Your figure is as tall as the Himalayas, even if you wear a floral skirt, the effect you get is "that man who is very masculine in a rustic skirt." 】

[Jiang Yucheng: The fluttering white shirt made me feel like I was back in the f4 era. How did the lyrics sing: The sky is blue, the wind blows the white shirt, and happiness is like a sail on the wind...]

[Jiang Yucheng:………………Hey, you are very happy, my friend? It's not a date, where are you going? 】

[Zhou Chuan: I will just ask you one sentence, you answer "handsome" and then there are so many words. 】

[Hikawa: Not going anywhere. 】

[Jiang Yucheng: You can go to the Oscars to walk the red carpet, where will you not go? There is something wrong, somehow go out for a meal, isn’t there a middle school near your home, go there to release your excess hormones...]

Going out to eat?

Why?

How long hasn't I ordered a takeaway?

Someone in my family cooks for me.

Seeing Jiang Yucheng's ignorant speech, the man was in a good mood. He walked away from the mirror and sat back on the sofa. He half-typed the words "Someone will cook for me", and then deleted it after thinking about it. , Directly returned to Jiang Yucheng's mysterious and unpredictable four words: You know an egg.

After Jiang Yucheng returned him with a series of ellipsis, he did not know which butterfly attracted his attention, and then he ignored Hiukawa...it just so happened that Hiukawa just wanted to find someone to praise himself as "handsome." "Only, now Jiang Yucheng has obviously completed his mission, so Hiukawa let him go.

It was about 5:40 in the afternoon, and the sun was about to set.

The man who was alone at home always kept a lying dog on the sofa and looked at him calmly. He changed about eight sitting positions one after another. Finally, when the time came to about half past six, he heard the sound of the gate in the yard, man. The whole person tensed up, threw away the mobile phone in his hand, grabbed a certain heavy book on the coffee table, and opened it.

……………… Chuli came home and saw this picture: a rare man sitting neatly at home dressed up, he seemed to have just taken a shower, he didn’t play with his mobile phone or shake his legs and was hungry. , While propping his head with one hand, leaning on the sofa with Erlang's legs tilted, and reading a foreign book quietly with the book on his knees.

Plato's "Ideal State."

The whole picture is static, the man's posture looks comfortable and lazy, his slender fingertips resting on the slightly yellowed book paper... His eyelashes are lowered, casting a small shadow on the bottom of his eyes, as the pages of the book are turned. Shake gently.

The wings flapping like a black butterfly.

——A good picture.

First gift: "..."

The picture is not bad. Put it aside, what the **** is "Utopia"? So, this guy finally started to be crazy thinking about building his own kingdom?

"Teacher, the original text of "Dreamland" is Greek. If you look at the English version and then translate it into Chinese, there is a gap between two languages. Instead, you will understand the original text after two levels of filtering through the English translator's personal understanding and your personal understanding. "Chu Li stood on tiptoe, took off his slippers and put it on." So when English is not the original manuscript of the author’s mother tongue, it’s better to read the Chinese translation honestly-after all, the translation teacher is professional and the translation teacher In the process, many materials will be referred to as much as possible to show the "faithfulness, expressiveness, and elegance" necessary for translation. Compared with the readers holding the English translation to read, they can be more accurate and closer to the original author's writing intention..."

\'Hiurakawa: "..."

Chuli put on her slippers and walked into the room.

The man sitting on the sofa "slapped" the book in his hands blankly.

Chuli glanced at him, put down his bag, pulled a colored rope from his wrist to tie his hair into a small tugging, and picked up the phone while walking to the kitchen...

Hiukawa stood up, threw away the book on his knees, followed Chuli with his facial paralyzed face, and stared at the back of her head with the short hair **** in the little tugging—like a duck butt, and now he finally knows Why did the mentally handicapped little fat man sitting next to him in elementary school like to pull girls’ pigtails so much...

The man stretched out his hand, bent down slightly, and fiddled with the pigtail.

…It's burr, a bit prickly, but it feels good.

The little girl who was walking in the front turned her head and glared at him. The man withdrew his hand and was about to say that he wanted to eat beef stew with potatoes tonight, but before he could make a sound, he saw her quickly turned back and grabbed the phone. The voice function is humane to someone in the phone: "Teacher, the publishing contract has been drawn up. I heard that you are in city g. If you are free tomorrow, you can take a look and see where you need to change it; there is also chapter five. I also received it. After reading it, the content is okay, but I don’t feel any plot climax. Tide——"

Standing behind her, Shirakawa pulled Chuli's pigtail again.

Chuli said "Oh," and she slid her hand to send out the unfinished words. He raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at someone with low hands standing behind him. The latter had a serious face: "Who are you talking to? "

The voice is low and steady.

"... Teacher Jiang Yucheng." Chuli patted the man's hand that he wanted to stretch out, "Don't pull my braids, don't you owe your hands!"

"What did you tell him?" The man languidly, as if he didn't hear her complaint, "Tomorrow on the rest day, if you don't sleep well, what contract will you give me? That guy likes to pick and choose. You want to see him. You can't come back without wasting an entire day."

"The teacher has no time to come to the editorial department to get the contract!"

"Send it to him, send it to him."

The man was almost obsessed with Chuli's pigtails-after twenty years, he finally got the pleasure of pulling the girl's pigtails and listening to her complaining.

"What's the express delivery in the same city!"

Chuli gave up on the opponent's hands completely, glared at him and allowed him to fiddle with her hair behind him like a door panel - here he simply picked up the phone and continued: "That's right. , Yuanyue News Agency issued two movie tickets, anyway, I will meet tomorrow, if the teacher is free, it is better to use it with me, I heard that it is the subject matter of the editor and the author..."

This time, the words of the first ceremony were half said.

Because the person standing behind her suddenly increased the strength of his hand, the fingertips that had fiddled with her hair suddenly tucked into her hair, and gently hooked——

Chu Li was caught off guard and fell backward, hitting the man's strong chest with the back of his head, and a clean soap scent penetrated into his nose!

Holding the phone in one hand, she could feel the man's chest rising and falling with breathing. She stared wide and stared at the dark pupils hanging above her. She couldn't see a trace of emotions. The man just Faintly said: "What movie ticket? Won Yueshe issued? You and Jiang Yucheng to see? You are very familiar with him? You are so familiar with you to go to the movies?"

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