bosom friend

Xin Yu was not sleepy. Although he was physically tired, his spirit was still high and his mind was extremely active. He thought to himself: This state is very suitable for writing overtime.

As soon as Qiao Ping fell asleep, he moved Qiao Pingyi's legs and arms that were pressing on him, got out of bed, walked to the sofa and sat down, opened the laptop, and then opened the document. Well, you can start venting his "infinity" "The energy is gone.

Instead of actually writing advertising copy, he started writing stories—a story about finding that he said he wanted to write while traveling in the Northwest: Four Journeys.

In his conception, Four Travels is a segmented story, one scene for one story, currently tentatively scheduled for ten scenes.

The first scene is the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, and it is about the protagonist entering the world of mortals for the first time.He had already conceived this story in his mind, so it went smoothly.

As a result of his clear thinking and high spirits, he finished writing the entire chapter of Wanfo Temple in one breath.

After finishing writing, he also drew a few stick figures on a whim as accompanying pictures, and then arranged a layout in a "superfluous" manner.After everything was done, he checked it out and felt very good about himself, so he went to the Meihuan Forum and opened a new post, titled "Northwest Impressions: Four Travels", and quickly wrote the post he had just written. A story was posted.

After posting, he waited for a while to comment, but he didn't wait. He looked at the time and realized the reason. It's almost five o'clock. There are probably not many people still online at this point. Thinking of this, he also started to feel sleepy When he got up, he yawned... Well, it's five o'clock now, if he gets up at nine o'clock, then he can still sleep for four hours... He quickly closed the laptop and went to bed.

The next day, when the alarm rang, Xin Yu sat up from the bed covering her eyes. She had slept too little, and her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open them.

Qiao Pingyi also woke up, and said in a daze, "Xin Yu, are you going for a run? I won't go today..." Yesterday, he just told Xin Yu that he would go for a run with him.

Xin Yu said: "I can't go either, it's already nine o'clock, and I'm about to go to work."

"Oh, you went to bed late too."

"Ah."

Xin Yu got out of bed and put on a coat, then left the bedroom.

Not long after, while brushing his teeth, he opened the cabinet and the refrigerator to search for something to make breakfast—in fact, he could buy anything for breakfast on the way to work, but he suddenly wanted to make something for himself and eat it with Qiao Pingyi.

There is cereal in the cupboard, but no milk, so forget it, he is still used to cereal with milk.

There is fruit, what can fruit be for breakfast?juice?Qiao Ping liked to drink fruit juice when he was a child, and he probably likes it now, but he doesn't like sweets like he did when he was a child now... What are the low-sugar fruits?Check it out later.If you want to drink juice, you need to buy a juicer?Or a food processor—you can also use it while cooking.

There are dumplings in the freezer, do you want to cook some for breakfast?You can consider... Hey, there are glutinous rice balls, when did you buy them, and have they expired?Oh, it's about to expire... that's ok, just eat this.

Then, Xin Yu found a can of fermented glutinous rice in the refrigerator, which was not expired. He was very satisfied, just like crispy cereal should be served with milk, fermented glutinous rice and glutinous rice balls are also a perfect match.

After cooking the glutinous rice balls with glutinous rice balls, he went to call Qiao Pingyi, "Yi Yi, I cooked glutinous rice balls, do you want to eat?"

Qiao Ping moved under the quilt, "I want to eat."

This answer was expected by Xin Yu, but he still smiled when he heard it. He lifted the quilt and pulled Qiao Ping up.

As soon as he stood up, Qiao Ping threw himself on him, "Xiaoyu, my waist is sore and my legs are hurting."

This seems to be exactly the same as last time.

"..." Xin Yu pushed him, "Go by yourself, I can't hold you."

Qiao Ping stayed still, "Why aren't you tired?"

Xin Yu said, "I'm tired too, I just don't scream."

Qiao Ping said: "Although I can scream, I am not afraid of being tired at all." Then he shouted loudly like a slogan, "I am not afraid of being tired, I am not afraid of being tired, I am afraid of not being tired!"

"...You are really a model worker." Xin Yu wordlessly pushed Qiao Pingyi out of the bedroom and into the kitchen, "Go and brush your teeth."

"Why does it smell like wine?" Qiao Ping twitched his nose, then rolled his eyes, and saw the wine glutinous rice balls on the table, "Xin Yu, I remembered a joke."

"Huh?" Xin Yu pushed him to the sink to let him brush his teeth.

Qiao Ping said: "There was an alcoholic who vowed to quit drinking, and then he succeeded, and he never bought a bottle of wine again, but he had a new hobby: eating chocolate..." Speaking of this, he laughed to himself He got up, and after laughing for a while, he said, "Chocolat. Isn't it funny?"

"..." Xin Yu laughed cooperatively, "First, I'm not an alcoholic. Second, this little rice wine won't make me allergic. I can probably drink two bowls of rice wine."

"Well, you drank two small bowls when you were a child, and then you grew a whole body of bags."

"..." Xin Yu sat down at the dining table, picked up a spoon, and started to eat, "I have eaten glutinous rice balls made with rice wine many times, and I have no allergies yet."

"Okay." Qiao Ping stopped talking. He brushed his teeth quickly, sat next to Xin Yu, scooped up a glutinous rice ball and took a bite, "Sesame stuffed? Delicious."

Xin Yu said, "Don't you think it's too sweet?"

"You made it, it must be sweet, every bite is sweet to my heart."

Xin Yu laughed, "I really want to praise you for your sweet mouth, but..."

"Stop!" Qiao Pingyi reacted quickly, "No 'but', I just understand that you are complimenting my sweet mouth, it is really really sweet, do you want to try it?" He licked his lips to see He smiled at Xin Yu.

Xin Yu laughed and said, "When you drank sesame paste when you were young, you always made a mouthful."

"..." Qiao Ping quickly wiped his mouth with a tissue.

Xin Yu looked at him and smiled, "You are quite sweet, even if you don't drink sesame paste, I have tasted it so many times, how could I not know."

After Qiao Ping heard it, he put down the tissue and leaned towards Xin Yu, "Xiao Yu, you have a sweet mouth today..."

Xin Yu reached out to stop him, "Don't make trouble, eat your glutinous rice balls." He glanced at his phone, "I have to go to work."

"Hmph, I like to be provocative but I don't want to be responsible..." Qiao Ping put a spoon into Xin Yu's bowl and scooped away one of his glutinous rice balls, then he stared at the glutinous rice balls and said, "I must eat it." You!" He swallowed the glutinous rice balls in one gulp.

Xin Yu was a little amused, and wanted to poke his cheek, but she was afraid that he would choke, so she had to hold back the itching, "Okay, eat slowly, no one will grab you."

"Oh." Qiao Ping replied vaguely.

It's time, or it's already late, it's really time to go to work, Xin Yu got up and went back to the room to change clothes, and then he saw the pile of things on the coffee table, "Little Qiao! You open all your presents is it?"

"Huh?" Qiao Ping walked to the door of the bedroom with his glutinous rice balls.

Xin Yu tilted her head and motioned to the coffee table, "Put away these things, don't pile them up there all the time."

"Oh, what are you talking about, I dismantled it last night, haha, you're so lucky, and you can find a massage vibrator as soon as you dismantle it, why didn't I find anything unusual?"

Xin Yu said, "It sounds like you really want to unravel something."

Qiao Ping said together: "I said, will you send me?"

"Then don't say it."

"You're so mean..."

"Ah."

Xin Yu said again: "You will put them away later, huh?"

"Okay, I'll clean it later." Qiao Ping said, "Although most of these things are useless, there are a few that are useful, like the multifunctional lighter, and the portable stereo..."

Xin Yu looked back at the coffee table, "Which one is the stereo?"

"The oblong one."

"...I thought it was a cup."

Qiao Ping smiled and said: "The shape is not bad, right? By the way, look, there is also an ipod, I don't know who gave it to me, it is too cheap and troublesome for him, but he is also right. Just in time for us to listen to it when we go for a run.”

"... Play the voice?" This is too silly.

"Wear earphones! Other couples often wear a pair of earphones. It's so romantic. Let's try it too."

"Others should sit and listen, right? Let's listen together while running...you can figure it out."

"You mean the headphone cable is too short when two people are running? It's okay, I can buy a longer headphone cable."

Xin Yu imagined the scene where the two were running with a super long headphone cable between them, and said, "It's too mentally retarded."

Qiao Ping gritted his teeth on the spoon, "Hmph, you are not willing to grant me such a small wish, you are too cruel!"

"..." Xin Yu looked at the time, "I'm leaving." He got his things ready to go out.

"Wait a moment!"

"Huh?" Xin Yu turned around.

As soon as Qiao Ping walked up to him, "How about a good morning kiss?"

Xin Yu smiled and kissed him, and then said: "You can listen to it if you want, just listen to it at home, forget it when you're running." He touched Qiao Pingyi's face, "Choose some songs you like, I want to know You can taste it now."

Qiao Ping pressed his hand, moved it to his lips, and rubbed it, "My taste has always been good."

Xin Yu smiled and said, "Let's go, see you tonight." He withdrew his hand, turned and left.

"Hey, last night was still passionate, but today it's back to lukewarm water..." Qiao Ping finished feeling, and remembered one thing: he forgot to ask Xin Yu what happened to him last night.

Could it be that you ate something very nourishing while eating hot pot?If this is the case, then I will buy more to supplement Xin Yu in the future...

As soon as Qiao Ping finished eating the glutinous rice balls and cleaned up the kitchen, he went back to the bedroom. He sat on the sofa and thought about what he was going to do today. It seemed like there was nothing he had to do?Or, go to the company to see?

While thinking, he casually picked up the iPod on the coffee table in front of him. Xin Yu asked him to download some songs, right? What songs does Xin Yu like to listen to?Soothing?He pressed the button to turn it on, and then found that there was a song in the ipod, so he pressed play, and after listening to a sentence, he frowned, Song Can?Is this iPod a gift from Song Can?

He continued to listen, and the more he listened, his brows became tighter. These songs...are they cryptic confessions?