bosom friend

Liu Donglai: If you don't want to break up, you have to be more enthusiastic and let her feel your love.

Li Yunshen: Big Yu's character has limitations. He can be enthusiastic for a while, but not for a lifetime.

Sheng Xia: Da Liu, it's not that I'm on your side, it's that Mr. Li is really sharp.

Liu Donglai: (disdain) Sharpness is good for farts. Doesn't listening to him mean early death and early reincarnation, early separation and early rebirth?The big fish obviously don't want to divide, so let's continue to struggle.

Xin Yu didn't think about his character - he was quite satisfied with himself.But now, appropriate changes are imminent. The so-called survival of the fittest, if you want to survive in this love, you can only adapt to the environment and discover new skills.

To be honest, he was a little stressed, on the one hand because he was not used to change, and on the other hand because things exceeded his expectations - he thought it would be a love affair that would come naturally, but Mercury turned retrograde.

Xin Yu: We have known each other for so many years, I always think he knows who I am.

Li Yunshen: Well, he knows what kind of person you are, so you have been just friends for so many years.I'm not optimistic about you, but I know it can't affect you - based on your sexual limitations, in the end, you will definitely insist on yourself.

Liu Donglai: (Laughs) He is poisonous, right?He was so poisonous that no one would be friends with him.

Sheng Xia: You are also poisonous, even scolding yourself.

Xin Yu: (smiling) You are all poisonous.

……

After chatting with friends, Xin Yu went to the gym for a run. He didn't turn on the music, but he didn't feel quiet. His mind kept echoing what Li Yunshen said: the limitations of character.

Character determines destiny.When some people think of this sentence, they will probably feel sad, but Xin Yu is angry.People who are used to making all their own decisions will be particularly annoyed when their fate is predicted.

Xin Yu ran for a long time, and when she was very tired, she called it a day and went to take a shower, and then went back to the bedroom. He stood by the bed and looked at Qiao Ping for a while, then leaned over and kissed him, "Good night, sleep Beauty." He lay down beside Qiao Pingyi, and soon, his tired body froze his thoughts, and he fell asleep.

The next morning, when Qiao Ping woke up, he didn't see Xin Yu. He was startled and hurried to find someone. He wasn't on the third floor, so he probably wouldn't go to the second floor. He went straight down to the first floor. People, there was no one in the kitchen, his expression changed, could it be...

"Woke up?"

Qiao Ping turned his head and saw Xin Yu was in the garden through the window. The sun was shining on him. He was sitting at a small round table. ?

As soon as Qiaoping left the kitchen, he walked into the garden through the back door.

Xin Yu smiled at him, "I just cut it." Then he read while arranging the flower branches, "I advise you not to cherish the golden thread clothes, and I advise you to cherish the youth. The flowers are blooming and need to be broken. Don't wait for no flowers." Empty broken branches."

As soon as Qiao Ping sat down on another chair by the table, he rested his head on his hands and looked at Xin Yu, "Didn't you say it's better to leave them on the branches, so that they can last longer."

Xin Yu arranged the flower branches into a bunch, inserted them into a vase, and then began to adjust the positions of the flowers, "How old was I when I said that?"

"Junior high school."

Xin Yu took two steps back, looking at the flowers he had arranged, "I remember you don't think so?"

"Because the poem you read just now is my attitude towards life." Qiao Ping raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Yeah." Xin Yu nodded, "I think I need to add something else." Then he picked up the old scissors and walked away to choose the material.

Qiao Ping looked at him for a while, stood up, walked to him, saw him cutting the branches and leaves without flowers, and thought, um, good flowers need green leaves?He saw a big bright flower in front of him, he stretched out his hand to touch it, the petals were like velvet, he went to touch the branch again, trying to break it off, then, accidentally pricked his finger, he sucked it lightly tone.

Xin Yu reached out, grabbed his wrist, and pulled it in front of her. Qiao Pingyi's fingertips were slightly red.Xin Yu didn't help him deal with it, but let go of his hand and continued to cut the branches and leaves he needed, "I remember there is another poem, no, it should be a song, I may have read it to you before. Mo Qingzhai, there is Stabbing, hurting people's hands, incurable..." Every time he said a sentence, the scissors clicked, and after a few clicks, he looked at the branch in his hand, "It should be enough."

Qiao Ping put his injured finger to his mouth and licked it, "You haven't finished reading yet. It hurts people's hands and cannot be cured. Then what?"

Xin Yu smiled, "The flower face has never been so poisonous."

"Gone?"

"The song is divided into upper and lower parts. This is the first part. The second part is more complicated. I don't remember." Xin Yu walked back to the table where the vase was placed and continued his work of arranging flowers.

"Don't pick it lightly. There are thorns on it. It hurts people's hands. It is incurable. It has always been like this." Qiao Ping has a good memory at first, but he learns it quickly and forgets it quickly. After a while, he will probably forget it. , is not what he is interested in after all. "A flower with thorns? Are you talking about you or me?" Do you mean I shouldn't provoke you, or you shouldn't provoke me?

Xin Yu put the branches and leaves into the vase and adjusted it a bit, um, it's better than before. "Forces are reciprocal. Sit down and let's talk."

Qiao Ping took a look at him and sat down on the chair beside him.

Xin Yu watched Qiao Pingyi sit down, then he took Qiao Pingyi's hand, held it, looked at him with a smile, and said straight to the point: "Song Can is nothing, you said you don't like him, I believe you, So I didn't take him seriously, in this case, I had a few polite words with him, I don't think it's a big deal."

"As for other people, I think sometimes you will be upset when I talk to others? That's right, because I don't like anyone myself, so sometimes I really ignore the age-appropriate objects around me. They are not sexual to me. Attraction, when I talk to them, it's really just talking."

"And you, on the contrary, probably can notice all the people who fit your aesthetics? So you are always in the peacock, always attracting the attention of others, and when you do this, you want me to look at you, I always thought you were 'naughty' but you were expecting punishment?"

Qiao Ping froze when he heard it. Xin Yu had never said that to him before, but when he heard these words suddenly, he was annoyed and embarrassed, "I didn't..."

"You mean I framed you?"

"..."

Xin Yu stopped laughing, and he held Qiao Pingyi's hand tightly, "Anyway, I don't think these are problems, can we reach a consensus on this?"

Qiao Pingyi nodded in a daze, "... yes."

"So, we're hooked, huh?"

Qiao Pingyi nodded again.

Xin Yu let go of Qiao Pingyi's hand and rubbed it for him, "Did it hurt you just now?"

Qiao Ping shook his head, "You scare me a bit..." The Xin Yu just now reminded him of the past. When he was young, Xin Yu fought with others, and sometimes he would have a hostility to kill someone (the family was too controlled) severe side effects).

Xin Yu smiled, stood up and took a step closer, lifted his chin, lowered his head and kissed him, "Can we have dinner in the garden today?"

Qiao Ping wrapped his arms around his neck, pulled him to kiss him for a while, and said, "Okay."

"Come on, come to the kitchen and help me bring the food." Xin Yu pulled Qiao Pingyi up, and then he didn't let go, but walked forward side by side holding hands with him.

Their meal was neither early nor late, so it might be called brunch.

Among them was a plate of beef, which tasted very strong, but tasted good. Qiao Ping picked up a few chopsticks, "Xiaoyu, did you stir-fry it with white wine?"

"Ah."

"Because you can't drink alcohol, do you like to add alcohol to your dishes now?"

"..." Xin Yu smiled, "You cook today's dinner."

"Okay, you are welcome to order food, but you cannot order food that requires alcohol. I will help you quit drinking."

"..."

After lunch, the two went to sit on the terrace on the second floor because there were deck chairs there.

Xin Yu brought the laptop from the study room, and sat at the wooden table under the parasol looking at the computer screen, without turning his head, he said, "Little Qiao, go get me a glass of water."

Qiao Ping, who was swaying on the deck chair, glanced at him, "Why don't you go by yourself?"

"I am very busy."

"I'm busy too." Qiao Ping said with a smile.

"Then bring me a glass of water when you're thirsty." Xin Yu started typing, and his thoughts were clear today, and he typed a few lines in the blink of an eye.

"..." Qiao Pingyi swayed for a while, then got up and went downstairs.

Instead of pouring water, he went to make juice.After washing the fruits and starting to cut them, he took out his mobile phone and planned to play some music to listen to. He hesitated when he clicked on the music app. He put on the earphones, flipped to the address book, and dialed Hao Xingxin's number. Then, he Cutting fruit while waiting to be connected.

After a while, Hao Xingxin picked it up, "Big Joe?"

Qiao Ping said "hmm", "Are you up yet?"

"Wake up early." Hao happily said, "I'm outside, where are you? Do you want to come out to play?"

"No, I'm at home." Qiao Ping removed the cores of the fruits and neatly formed them into pieces, "How are you and Lei Lei?"

"..." Hao Gaoxing said directly, "Actually, you want to talk about you and Xin Yu, right? Tell me, I'll listen."

Qiao Ping put the cut fruit into a glass bowl, and then began to cut one, "We had a quarrel."

"Really?" Hao Gaoxin was very interested, "What's going on?"

Qiao Ping talked about going to the premiere yesterday, "I decided that I wouldn't know Song Can in the future, but he went to talk to Song Can again, and the chat was very happy, I was so angry... Then I got a little depressed, maybe I said something I shouldn't have said..."

"Song Can? What did Xin Yu tell him?"

"I don't know, I'll check later."

"How to check?"

"Of course I have a way to check it, so you don't have to worry about it." Qiao Pingyi cut another piece of fruit, and he pinched a piece and put it in his mouth, frowning, it was a bit too sweet.

"Tsk, you fickle man, you are too contradictory to come to me to complain and dislike me at the same time." Speaking of this, Hao happily laughed, "However, there is no way, you have put your best The person who listens to your heart has become the person next to you in the same bed with different dreams, from now on, you can only talk to me if you want to say something."