Dude look at me again

Jiang Mingliu didn't know what he was thinking.

It was expected that Xiao An would ask for love, although he was shocked for a moment by saying it so directly.I can't say whether I like it or not, but there is no doubt that getting along with this girl is very relaxing.

If it is about dating, this person is obviously the most suitable candidate. There will be no common topics, and they get along quite well, not to mention Yao Yi's worsening situation. Now he doesn't know how to face that person at all, so he is urgent want to change this situation.

But there was also some faint worry, probably because he was too busy in reality...or for some other reason, anyway, he subconsciously rejected it with "not involving reality".

Then Xiao An said that it doesn't matter, the game is the game - it is impossible to say that he is not moved.

There is also some guilt. After all, compared to Xiao An, his motives are not pure, but at the same time, he does not blame himself too much, because the original relationship is cultivated by mutual acquaintance, just like a blind date, isn't it also the result of strangers' running-in?What's more, it's just a different kind of binding relationship if it's just love and not rushing.

If it suits, it will continue, and it may not be without development in the future, if it doesn't suit, it will be divided. People come and go in the game, and it is not the first time to face separation.

Jiang Mingliu has never had a relationship, but he is very good to his friends. Thinking about the performance of other people's relationship, he didn't immediately call Xiao An online, but let her accompany the family to celebrate the new year.

But why is Xiao An interested in watching the Spring Festival Gala?Climbed online secretly, and sure enough, Jiang Mingliu was still there.

"You don't watch TV with your family?" Xiao Anmi chatted - she didn't know about Jiang Mingliu's family situation, so she had nothing to say, and tried her best to brighten up the atmosphere.

Jiang Mingliu in front of the screen smiled helplessly, and called her to YY.

Xiao An happily climbed up.

The young master heard that she was no longer the usual gentle image in the earphones, but was chattering to start a topic, and his heart softened a lot. Just in time, he saw someone swiping the screen to blow up fireworks, so he simply bought two thousand gold, all of which were real orange hearts, The fire burned Chengdu and left it for more than an hour.

Although he repeatedly suggested that Xiao An go offline, in the final analysis, he was very happy that someone could accompany him at this time.

It's just a little embarrassing. Even if someone swiped the screen and called him a local tyrant, he wasn't overly happy, but a little inexplicably melancholy. Especially with Xiao An's happy background sound, he was much more silent.

Speaking of which, in fact, he didn't talk much when he was alone with others, and when he hung out with Yao Yi in the dark room, he was just listening to music, after all, Yao Yi talked less than him.

Now there was someone who was talking a lot, so he was happy to listen and echoed a few words.

It's natural for Xiao An to be happy——Jiang Mingliu is so high-profile, isn't he officially acknowledging the love relationship?She was a little apprehensive before, but now she was very moved, and the awkward atmosphere disappeared from her mind.

The two spent New Year's Eve together, and Xiao An was urged to go to bed by his parents and his new love affair.

Because I don't want to bless each other and deal with people during this kind of festival, the young master always sends text messages first, and then turns on the airplane mode after eleven o'clock. Friends and elders who are familiar with him know his situation, and they will not randomly "spread" at this time Love".

So when I turned on my phone the next day, I was bombarded with a bunch of phone calls and text messages. This kind of behavior of burning the main city has never been short of enthusiasm. Someone took a screenshot and posted a post to post it on the post bar. At this time, more than half of the text messages came with "Shocked" !"beginning.

There is still a small half in a joking tone, asking Wuyou if he knows that he has an extra teacher.

Before Jiang Mingliu clicked on the reply, he subconsciously searched for all the information, but he didn't find Yao Yi's. He felt relieved and felt empty again. On the contrary, he didn't feel much joy of finding a new relationship.

He reflected for a moment, and felt that he was still straight beyond doubt.

The first and second days of the new year are not busy, but in the third day, they start to visit relatives and friends, because the old man is not at home, he has to maintain some unbreakable relationships, and gifts that can be delivered to the door still have to be delivered to the door.

Fortunately, with the help of the old man's assistant, he just brushed his face, and he didn't need to worry about the rest of the ceremony.

Except for those who had to visit, he stayed at home the rest of the time and didn't go out to play—even though Douzi's picture bombing called him to go out every day, classmate Jiang still insisted on waiting at home.

Yao Yi said he was coming, but he didn't mention love in the newsletter. For some inexplicable reasons, he didn't send Yao Yi a message now. He sent one before, but the other party didn't reply.

For the time being, Jiang Mingliu couldn't imagine how Yao Yi would react when he knew about this, but he only guessed that with that person's "unscrupulous" character, he would not be silent.

So until the eighth day of the lunar new year, he even thought that his guess was wrong. When he went shopping near noon, he opened the door and saw a person standing in the corridor.

Yao Yi stood at the other end of the elevator, next to the Christmas tree left by Christmas, standing sideways in front of the window and looking out.

Even though he was resting his arms on the window eaves in a daze, his whole body was still straight. Jiang Mingliu suddenly found that he seemed to like wearing scarves and dark clothes—thick wrapping up to his chin, sometimes even Cover your mouth too.

It was just a moment of stupefaction, and then he reacted and greeted: "Hello!"

Yao Yi first glanced slightly sideways, because the backlight was behind him, so he couldn't see his face clearly from Jiang Mingliu's angle, as if tilting his head to look at him, he turned around two seconds later, and took off the earphones.

His appearance was too calm, he didn't have the hidden joy when he saw him in the past, nor the anger that he should have after knowing the current situation. Jiang Mingliu paused, suddenly feeling speechless.

Yao Yi stood far away, and said after a while: "Happy New Year."

Jiang Ming made up his mind many times, but he couldn't say a word at the last minute.Fortunately, Yao Yi withdrew his hand, looked at him and said, "I wanted to come two days ago, and I...haven't had much time."

It was the first time that he wanted to look at a person so much, but he didn't want to look at this person again. He looked at and flinched, kneaded into a ball at times hard and soft, failed to peel it apart, but mixed it randomly, anxious and helpless, he couldn't even speak. All bring out the hesitation of previous disdain.

The two were silent for a while, Jiang Mingliu said: "Come in, have you eaten yet?"

He waited on the spot for a few seconds, when Yao Yi finally came over, he couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief: "What do you want to eat? I'll have someone deliver the food, or go out—"

The voice stopped abruptly, Yao Yi had turned his back on the light just now, and now when he was in front of him, he saw that the man's eyes and eyebrows were all red, and his complexion was pale, as if the high-ranking spirit had disappeared.

After entering the room, the heat hit him, and he pulled the scarf down a little, a bruise at the corner of his mouth was very conspicuous, Jiang Mingliu pulled him to ask, but he couldn't ask the question.

What position does he criticize now?Whether it is a friend or a passerby depends on the final judgment of the person in front of him.

Yao Yi took a look at the furnishings in the room, and as expected, he didn't see any blessings on the couplets. He was prepared in his heart, but he still couldn't help feeling a little bit sad.Jiang Mingliu used the computer in the study room, the game has been closed, and YY is still on, as long as he sees the yellow screen interface, he knows who he is hanging on with - he has seen too much these two days.

He originally wanted to stay for a while, so he walked over to the study habitually, but now he feels that a second is too much.Putting the New Year's gift prepared in the bag on the table, I turned around and saw the expression of the gentleman glanced at the computer anxiously, feeling even more uncomfortable, and said: "As for what, I won't eat you again."

Jiang Mingliu didn't believe it, and suspected that he had forgotten how he "threatened" before.

Yao Yi looked directly at him, finally turned his head away, and gave a slight snort.

With just this effort of turning his head, YY poked out Xiao An's message, his jaw tightened, and he didn't bother to guess what he was talking about, so he wanted to pass by the young master who still had a silly and sweet face.

These few steps were neither hurried nor slow, never showing any eagerness to escape, and even stepped a little steadily for no reason.

It's a pity that the young master in front of him couldn't understand the atmosphere, he only pulled it a little, and overturned the whole lake.

Yao Yi almost couldn't hold back his irritability and gave him a punch - this kind of simple irritability has nothing to do with who is in front of him, but he suppressed it in an instant, covering his mouth and pinching the bruise on his mandible, where it was two days ago Xia Ting beat him, because he didn't fight back, it was really hard.

Jiang Mingliu looked at him helplessly, and said, "Could you not..." So yin and yang?

He couldn't see Yao Yi's expression clearly, he thought this man was sad.So when the words came to my lips, I couldn't help slipping into another word: "Can you just say something? Can't we have a good talk? It's better not to communicate with each other if we get into a stalemate?"

After a while, Yao Yi whispered: "Wait a moment." Then he went to the bathroom.

This time Jiang Mingliu didn't stop him, he guessed he was going to calm down.When he heard the sound of closing the door, he couldn't help but lose his face, took a deep breath, wiped his hair indiscriminately, cursed in his heart, turned around and kicked off the computer.

It was harder than he thought, he sat on the computer chair with a gloomy expression.Just seeing someone from behind makes me panic, let alone face to face, but Yao Yi can't help showing a little weakness... I don't want to care about anything, I just want to make him happy, let him say what he says.

But impossible.Jiang Mingliu has grown up so much, his parents don't care, it is all due to self-discipline that he can grow into such a sunny and cheerful personality. It is inseparable from the restrictions on himself since childhood. What should be done and how to do it is "correct", For him, it is as inescapable as instinct.

In the past 20 years, anyone who hesitated once, went out of bounds once, and wanted to try a "new world" once, it is impossible to look like this now.

It took Yao Yi about 10 minutes to come out.

When he came out, he was obviously much calmer, his brows and eyes were still red, it was naturally easy to turn red, even if he fought a lot, it couldn't be concealed, but he could see that his eyes were no longer fierce, and he could look at Jiang Mingliu without needing to Try to restrain yourself from being irritable.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but some blood faded from his face.

Jiang Mingliu motioned for him to sit down.

Yao Yi exhaled and shook his head: "I thought about it, and it's my fault."

His straightforward apology made the gentleman sitting on the chair suddenly feel his heart shrink.

Yao Yi said: "It was my fault before, I made you nervous...sorry." He paused, and continued: "Chang'an does get along well with you, since playing JJC? Just say no to me earlier, I'm not going to actually hit her or you."

He even smiled: "I'm not shirking responsibility... Tsk, I can't tell, pretend I didn't say it-sorry."

Jiang Ming Liumu was on the spot, and wanted to say that they didn't have such an early relationship, but he didn't say it.

Isn't this the best excuse?

After Yao Yi finished speaking, seeing Jiang Mingliu's silence, he thought for a while, and exhaled, "It doesn't matter if you want to call me on my cell phone in the future. If you want notes, you can find me..."

He tightened his fingers slightly: "It's good to be a friend, I don't have a friend who failed a test - I can let go of other things."

"Oh, I'll just say, whatever you want."

After speaking, he waved his hand, opened the door and left.

Jiang Mingliu couldn't think of any reason to stop him—how considerate, what a peaceful "talk", wasn't it exactly what he expected?

He sat there for a while, rushed into the bathroom to wash his face, and smelled blood when he lowered his head close to the sink.

It's a pity that after searching for a long time, I didn't see blood drops, and there was no dirty paper.

The exhaust fan was on, and the smell dissipated after a while.

The author has something to say:

Ah, I really want to die.

I didn't answer the director's examination of my raw materials.

I'm probably a pig.

Not only does ccp1 do it every day, I fucking translate all the form documents, I'm a pig, right?

To receive the temperature of the platform, I just made a small report to the president on Monday that the factory did not come as required. The director asked, but I didn't answer.

I don't know why, in fact I'm not nervous at all, I'm really not nervous, but I just didn't answer.

Won't?Impossible, not to mention doing it every day. The test I just took on Monday has only ten questions. Even if I don’t know it usually, the dictation of the test is silent.

Why didn't you come up with an answer?

Now the director probably thinks that I am herding sheep here.

Just now the quality manager told me with a smile that maybe the raw materials still need to be learned.I don't know whether to study for another month or what.

I typed a long paragraph just now, and then deleted it, because I don’t feel that I can’t release poison with negative energy every day.

Ah, God, the most troublesome thing for people is that they either did not sleep well, or did not eat enough, or had no money to spend.

To sum it up, I am so poor, so poor, so poor QAQ, I want to cry.