Golden Suit Brothers

Five days later.

Gu Jiacheng used to go to the small store in the morning to buy milk and bread for breakfast. When he paid the bill, he found the little girl's eyes were red. He didn't want to be troublesome, so he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

The little girl glanced at him with red eyes, but hesitated to speak: "It's okay."

The boss and dad talked a lot: "It's not her Wu Jiacheng, she seems to be sick or something, wow! She cried worse than my pneumonia last time."

"Dad! It's not the same thing. Jiacheng was in a car accident. I don't know what happened now. Last time you didn't have pneumonia or a cold!" The little girl argued vigorously.

Gu Jiacheng took the things and walked out of the small shop without hesitating. Whether Wu Jiacheng was in a car accident or caught a cold has nothing to do with him.

He feels that he loves the [-]-cent kid too much recently. Every day when the two of them have the opportunity, they text back and forth to chat. I just feel that this kind of conversation is full of interest. Sometimes I will smile when I read the text messages, and when I look at the tilde, I seem to hear the sweet and soft voice dragging a long and coquettish voice.

The bad friend asked him if he had a new relationship. He laughed out loud at the thought, and asked the bad friend if the black hole in his mind had collapsed, making him leave the table in anger.

After thinking about it, Gu Jiacheng took out his mobile phone and sent another text message to Fifty Cent: "Are you awake?" He also sent a picture of bread and milk, expecting to be coquettishly scolded by Fifty Fifty for not having a good meal, okay Fight back that he loves to stay in bed in the morning.After chatting for the past few days, he found that the other party was always very slow to reply to text messages in the morning, probably because of the common problem of unmarried men—laziness—staying in bed. He was very proud of his habit of exercising and getting up early every day.

The other party didn't reply, and he was not in a hurry. He sent a text message in the morning, and sometimes he would reply at noon.

At noon, he and his colleagues had lunch at the pasta restaurant downstairs, and his mind always ran to his mobile phone from time to time, picking it up for a while to look at it, and then clicking on various applications and then closing them again. Half of it was cold on the plate.The colleague couldn't help asking: "Wait for the call?"

"No." He immediately denied, shook his head, and pushed the phone aside.

He said to himself, it's not important, maybe there are too many text messages in the fifteen cents phone and he didn't see it, and he doesn't care if he doesn't reply, it's just chatting.

It's just a small talk habit formed in a week.

Gu Jiacheng returned to the apartment at night, called his parents in Kunming to say hello, poured a glass of water on all the plants, ordered a takeaway Thai fried rice noodles, and turned on the TV to the sports channel.

The finished takeaway boxes were spread out on the coffee table. Next to the Thai language printed on the boxes were Gu Jiacheng’s feet in black socks. He shook his feet impatiently, and kept pressing the remote control in his hand. There are more than 100 channels on the TV. What kind of boring show are they playing!

Gu Jiacheng picked up the phone and flipped through the communication records of 10 cents. He counted to [-] silently in his heart, and immediately pressed the dial button. There were many beeps, maybe two or three beeps, and the call was connected.

"Hello?" The other party's voice sounded deliberately low.

"Hello?" He also deliberately lowered his voice, "What are you doing?"

"I'm in the... toilet—what do you think I'm doing?"

"Is this call particularly smelly?"

"Go away~ Your nose is long and you're going to die soon." The other party said angrily, which made his whole body clear.

"Are you busy today?"

The other party hesitated for a moment, and replied: "Fortunately, it's just... a little accident happened."

"Are you okay?" Gu Jiacheng suddenly felt his heart hang up.

"Well, I'm fine, but the person in the car with me was slightly injured."

"You got into a car accident? What's going on?" The more casually the other party put it, the more worrying it was.

"It's really nothing, it's just a super small rear-end collision accident, Beijing, it's strange if there is no rear-end collision someday." The other party's lowered voice was full of laughter. "You care about me~~~~~~~~~ Are you in love with me?"

"You love me first! Where are you? How can you say that the phone is like a thief." Gu Jiacheng asked curiously.

"So confident~ yes, I'm a thief, pick~flower~thief~wahaha."

He was amused: "The prostitute! Look at this young man who has accepted you!"

"I'm afraid of death~ I can't talk anymore, otherwise I will be suspected of constipation."

He suddenly remembered the news he heard in the morning: "By the way, do you know a celebrity named Wu Jiacheng?"

He obviously heard the other party gasp on the phone: "What's the matter, him, Wu Jiacheng, what do you want to say?"

"It's nothing. I heard that he also had a car accident this morning. Did you run into him?" He began to make sure that Fifty Cent was really working in the entertainment industry or even around Wu Jiacheng.

"How is it possible? How could it be so lucky? I just bumped into it." Yiwu said quickly, and then asked hesitantly, "What do you think of Wu Jiacheng?"

"How about what?" He deliberately asked back.

"Oh, that is, what do you think of others, handsome or not?"

"It's not bad, as handsome as I am six or seven points."

The other party was overjoyed: "Oh, you are too modest, you only have two or three points, okay?"

"Then how did Wu Jiacheng treat your staff?" He was confident that this sentence would pierce the child's protective shield.

As expected, the other party froze for a moment: "Huh? You—" he was probably trying to organize his words, "You are really too smart. Wouldn't it be better for me not to communicate with you in the future, because it's easy to leak secrets."

"I don't chase stars, I only ask about your affairs, I care about Wu Jiacheng." He was a little happy.

"Okay, Wu Jiacheng sings badly and dances badly, it's nothing good." The other party said helplessly, "Thank you for your concern, I really have to hang up, staying in the toilet for such a long time is enough for a child to live There are two."

"Okay, be careful next time and avoid going to Wu Jiacheng's side."

"Haha, I'll try my best."

"Good night."

"Good night."

Gu Jiacheng hung up the phone with a satisfied face, feeling that he was really handsome, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind, if Fifteen was working around Wu Jiacheng, then the place where Wu Jiacheng was working was the place where Fifteen was working.

Next time you can go to visit the class, he thought happily.