Miss Cousin is Always Busy

"Are you still going to work tomorrow?"

"Of course, I have been delayed for a day today because of my own affairs. I only asked for yesterday's day off, and I didn't feel particularly uncomfortable. I can have the surgery as usual."

Gentleman Shu cut the meat evenly into shreds of different sizes and thicknesses, and put them in a bowl.

"Aren't you coming back for lunch tomorrow?"

"Well, maybe I don't have time, and I don't know how many surgeries I will receive in the morning. When I'm busy, I might not even be able to eat lunch."

Doctors are too busy and have heavy responsibilities.

That is a living life, and it is controlled in their hands.

"I'll wait for you to come back for dinner that night."

"it is good."

After cutting all the vegetables that needed to be processed, Jun Zishu walked out of the kitchen.

Not long after, the fan tripped, and Junzishu waited for about 5 minutes before pulling out the plug.

At this time, the smell of vegetables came from the kitchen.

"You are much better at cooking than me."

Jun Zishu saw it, and gave Yun Zizhou a thumbs up with the delicious dishes on the cooking table.

"Sister, let's try it first. Of course it's best if you like it."

Yun Zizhou made four dishes, namely braised fish, scallion fried prawns, fried meat with thousand sheets of tofu, preserved egg tofu soup, three dishes and one soup, the presentation is very good, and the taste is also great.

"Shouldn't I be cooking by myself that day?"

Jun Zishu remembered the meal he cooked for Yun Zizhou the day before yesterday, although he thought he played well at the time, thinking about it now, he might as well serve Yun Zizhou with a spatula.

Yun Zizhou was amused by her reaction, and brought her bowls and chopsticks.

This meal can be said to be very comfortable to eat. Delicious food can bring people a sense of pleasure and comfort, which is really good.

Because Jun Zizhou had a wound on his wrist, the medicine had already been applied, so it was not easy to get wet again, so when Yun Zizhou stood up to wash the dishes, Jun Zizhou did not shirk.

The food is eaten, the medicine is taken, it seems that there is nothing else to do, it is time to face the things that have to be faced.

Jun Zishu turned on his phone and sent his new number via WeChat to those who had to be notified, such as her mother, Zhang Lan, her boss, and the doctor who often communicated.

I found the person I wanted to send from a lot of WeChat, and started to look through other messages after sending.

It was Yu Biling's first. In the past two days, she sent dozens of WeChat messages.

[No. [-]]: I have received the food. The food is very delicious, but I still want to see you very much.

[No.[-]]: When can we meet again?

[No. [-]]: We are obviously a couple, but we act as if we are single. I ate tons of dog food today, and I received a lot of violent attacks. There are also many guests who come to order love songs at night. I really want to congratulate you They broke up happily.

[No. [-]]: (grievance.jpg)

...............

[No.[-]]: Why didn't you reply me a message?

[No.[-]]: Are you busy now?

[Number [-]]: (no one answered the call, hung up)

[No. [-]]: Why didn't you answer the phone?

.........

[No.[-]]: Good night, remember to give me an explanation.

After flipping through the gentleman's book one by one, I deeply felt the change of Yu Biling's mood, from happy to manic, and then to calm. However, the above dozens of messages were yesterday's news, and she didn't say anything again today. Send a message over here.

Xiaohuaxian, you said that if I contact her like this now, break up with her on WeChat, what is the possibility of being killed by her across several cities with a knife?

[100%? 】

In fact, Yu Biling didn't know much about the original owner's news, but she knew which city she was in and which hospital she worked in, so she could only find out after asking.

It's okay if it's unknown, but the original owner is not.

The original owner was also a person who often went to the bar to have fun. When she was not working, she often went to relax, and many people there knew her.

Junzi Shu looked calm, and began to reply to the messages there.

[Jiang Wentong]: something happened, I will send you my new phone number.

As soon as she sent this message, she received a request for a video call.

Jun Zishu walked into the room with his mobile phone, and the moment he locked the door, he clicked on it.

"Why did you change your number all of a sudden?"

Yu Biling over there is putting on makeup. She is wearing a black leather jacket, looks very sexy, and is quickly applying something to her face.

Her tone was not very good, but her expression did not show much because of the makeup.

"Unfortunately, I was robbed. I still like my mobile phone, so I can only change to an identical mobile phone. The SIM card is gone, and I just got a new one."

"No wonder I can't get in touch with you. Are you okay? Didn't you get hurt?"

When Yu Biling heard Junzishu's words, she didn't even put on makeup, and put her face on the camera, trying to see what Junzishu looked like and see if she was hurt.

"There was a slight injury to the wrist. Apart from the mobile phone and cash, there was no other loss."

Jun Zishu deliberately showed his wrist to Yu Biling to prove that she was not lying.

"That's good, I thought..."

"Why?"

The gentleman wrote with a smile, and there was a little romance in his eyes.

"What else can you say?"

Yu Biling glanced at the gentleman's book reproachfully, his appearance was quite attractive, although the makeup on his face hadn't been done yet, it still had a kind of wild beauty.

"It's almost time for me to go to work. I won't tell you now. Remember to take care of yourself. I haven't had time to give you any Valentine's Day gifts yet. You didn't even tell me your address."

After Yu Biling finished painting her eyeliner and putting on her mascara, she spoke with a hint of complaint in her voice.

"Didn't you already give me a Valentine's Day present?"

"Huh? What?"

"Your heart."

"You hate it! I can't kiss you just because I'm separated by a screen!"

Jun Zishu watched Yu Biling hang up the video with a smile, his expression turned cold.

This one, she decided to put last.

Get rid of the most perverted one first, this one is nothing.

[Host, you are really acting more and more like a scumbag. 】

Thank you for the compliment.

Junzishu chatted with Xiaohuaxian, then continued to read other people's news.

Pan Yingying also sent her messages, but not as many as Yu Biling, only a few.

[Pan Yingying]: Sister Wen Tong, happy Valentine's Day (bixin.jpg)

[Pan Yingying]: Have you broken up with Wei Jiangen?He has been staying in the dormitory and did not come out to celebrate Valentine's Day with you.

[Pan Yingying]: But it's good. I asked him about the matter between the two of you, and his attitude was very strange.

[Pan Yingying]: His super fierce qaq

When Junzi Shu saw this super fierce news, he couldn't help pressing his temples.

Little friend, who is more fierce than you.

Have you forgotten that you were in the bathroom of the hotel, pulling someone's hair and hitting the wall?

Jun Zishu thought about it, and at first wanted to appease him, it would be best if his attitude was a little more vague.

[Jiang Wentong]: There have been some conflicts, and we won't see each other for the time being.

Pan Yingying over there didn't reply, she didn't know what she was busy with, Junzishu didn't care, and clicked into another chat page.

Thinking of chatting with Mi Rou, Jun Zishu felt heavy.

The Gentleman's Book changed Mirou's remarks from a serial number to a name.

Mi Rou sent the least message, only the following two short sentences.

【Mi Rou】: Valentine's Day

【Mirou】: Happy

But Gentleman Book just felt that these two sentences were not simple, and they might contain Mi Rou's complicated feelings.

Junzishu thinks that Mi Rou should have sensed the original owner's indifference and change of heart.

But so what, Gentleman Shu brushed his hair back, and the corners of his mouth curled up, full of indifference.

[Jiang Wentong]: Changed to a new number.

[Jiang Wentong]: 182xxxxxxxx

[Mi Rou]: Huh?Why did you change your number?

[Jiang Wentong]: I lost my phone, so I changed it.

[Mi Rou]: Okay, I'll save it

[Jiang Wentong]: Yes.

It really doesn't feel like a conversation between lovers at all.

Jun Zishu didn't say anything else, and Mi Rou didn't talk about other topics either.

The exchange ended here. Mi Rou didn't mention the previous two sentences sent on Valentine's Day, nor did Jun Zi Shu.

The page just fell silent, Junzishu quit WeChat and yawned.

Although he has been in a coma, his condition is actually not good.

She opened the door, went to the living room and turned on the water dispenser.

Drinking hot water while reading a book, life can not be more comfortable.

When the bell rang, it was a call from the same city, and the number looked familiar.

"Miss, why did you suddenly change your number? Could it be to avoid being chased by a few boyfriends?"

Zhang Lan's joking voice came out from the phone with a loud background sound.

"That's it."

Gentleman Shu replied slowly, after all, Shi Yu had already said goodbye, and so had Wei Jiangen.

"Tsk tsk tsk, finally tasted the pain of stepping on a few boats? Are those boyfriends crying and begging you not to break up?"

Jun Zishu thought about it, and it really wasn't true, everyone wanted to kill her.

"It's all divided?"

"No, I'm dividing."

"There are so many shits about breaking up? If you don't contact me, you will be a bit forced. No, you are different. You are gentle from the beginning to the end. Hey, how many people still miss you, and hope to rekindle with you."

"no way."

"I've already told you that you don't want to turn back. If you're fine, just call and say hello. Hang up. I'll go on playing."

"Go."

Before ten o'clock, Jun Zishu entered Yun Zizhou's room very consciously, preparing to squat and live broadcast.

Those feelings of displeasure in the face of being sick and delicate will disappear in front of the lovely god-sister.

"What does sister want to hear?"

Yun Zizhou clicked on the playlist, and it was displayed in front of Gentleman's Book, she hadn't turned on the mic yet.

"That's it."

Gentleman's Book randomly clicked on a song, Yun Zizhou was taken aback when he read it.

"What's wrong? Isn't it easy to sing?"

"It's okay, I don't sing often, but I will."

Yun Zizhou bent his eyes and opened his microphone.

"Today's first song is dedicated to one person."

Yun Zizhou's voice was clear and pleasant, and the audience in the live broadcast room immediately exploded.