God please don't procrastinate

Sun Youxian studied cat raising strategies on the Internet the night before, and read it too late, which directly led to oversleeping the next day.

He got up and checked the time. It was already past the usual time for breakfast. He rummaged through the cell phone that he had stuffed in a corner, and the alarm clock didn't go off because he forgot to charge it.

After brushing his hair twice, he got up to wash in a lack of energy, and when he went downstairs, he saw Zhong Jingyu squatting by the French window and stroking the lucky hair.

Zhaocai lay lazily on the wooden floor, enjoying the warm sunshine and the caress of the owner. Next to it was a rice bowl shaped like a kitten's paw, with leftover cat food in it.

Sun Youxian couldn't believe that such a beautiful scene of years and years would happen to Zhong Jingyu. He rubbed his eyes to make sure it wasn't his hallucination, and felt a little indescribably happy and satisfied all at once.

"Master Zhong, morning." He ran over, knelt beside Zhaocai, and reached out to touch the top of its head, "Zhaocai, morning."

Zhaocai flicked his tail, as if greeting Sun Youxian, which made Sun Youxian love him so much, he petted it a few times before giving up, and turned to Zhong Jingyu: "Young Master Zhong, you have breakfast Do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Zhong Jingyu shook his head and pointed to the dining table.

Sun Youxian turned his head to look. On the table was the leftover matcha cake from last night, and there was still half a cup of coffee left.

"Young Master Zhong, when did you get up?" He even made the coffee himself.This caused Sun Youxian to suddenly feel a sense of consolation in his heart - Zhong Jingyu not only woke up early, but also settled for breakfast by himself, does this mean that his efforts were not in vain?

Zhong Jingyu didn't answer him, stood up and clapped his hands, took the coffee cup and prepared to enter the study.

"Wait, Master Zhong (Master)!" With a cake spoon in his mouth, Sun Youxian called to Zhong Jingyu inarticulately, walked quickly to his side, swallowed the cake, and said, "Master Zhong, Tidy up the study today."

Zhong Jingyu frowned slightly, looked at the door of the study, then looked at Sun Youxian's expectant eyes, gritted his teeth and nodded: "Well, tidy up the study."

Now that he has successfully obtained the permission to enter the second forbidden area, Sun Youxian must strike while the iron is hot and start cleaning without stopping.

Zhong Jingyu's study room is very large, almost occupying nearly half of the first floor of the villa. Sun Youxian went in and out of here twice yesterday, but he didn't take a good look at the study room. Today, he went in, opened all the curtains, and couldn't help being in the room. I sighed in my heart - damn it!Worthy of being a great god!

The so-called study room, of course, contains the most books. There are several bookshelves taller than a person, filled with books in various languages ​​and editions. Sun Youxian hastily browsed through the past, and has already seen several sets of rare editions of world classics. .

In addition to the bookshelves, there are also a lot of books scattered on the floor. Some of them are piled up neatly, while others are spread out or lying on the ground at an angle. I don’t know if they were just like that or they were kicked over yesterday.

Sun Xiaobee Youxian, who worked hard without complaint, first threw out a pile of messy things on the ground, and then arranged all the books according to certain categories according to Zhong Jingyu's intention.

Although Sun Youxian is not a book lover, he has coded for many years. He reads and has great enthusiasm for all kinds of books.

So-

Zhong Shao, Zhong Shao, you actually have the original English version of this set of books. I saw it on the Internet, but unfortunately it is too expensive to buy.

Zhong Shao, Zhong Shao, you actually have a collector's edition of this book. This set is a limited edition. I wanted to buy it at the time, but I didn't get it.

Zhong Shao, Zhong Shao, you actually threw this set of books on the ground casually like this. Do you know that readers pay for it when they buy it back?

Zhong Shao, Zhong Shao...

Well, tidying up the study does not seem to be so hard for Sun Youxian.

Sun Youxian, who had a great time in the study, was very motivated, and the progress of tidying up was much faster than expected.In the evening, after dinner, Sun Youxian was lying on the sofa with a long-coveted novel in his hand, and was fascinated by it, when the doorbell of the villa rang.

He opened the door, never expecting that the visitor would be Zheng Shuo, who also brought a lot of fruits and supplements.

"Mr. Zheng, you are here to see Young Master Zhong, please come in." Sun Youxian invited him in, and after serving tea and water, he was about to go to the study to call Zhong Jingyu out, but Zheng Shuo called out: "Xiao Xiao Sun, don't rush to find Jingyu, sit down and chat for a while."

Sun Youxian obediently sat down on the opposite chair, anxiously thinking about what topic to chat with Zheng Shuo.

This was the second time he met Zheng Shuo. The last time he met Zheng Shuo in a hurry, he didn't say a few words. He just felt that Zheng Shuo was just like the rumors among book fans, a calm and calm person.

Before Sun Youxian could come up with a topic, Zheng Shuo said first, "I met Xiaolan a few days ago, and only then did I know that Jingyu fainted and went to the hospital. How is he doing now?"

"It's okay, actually I came back after staying in the hospital for one night." It turned out that I came to visit a doctor, no wonder I brought a lot of things.

Zheng Shuo nodded, pushed his eyes, and showed a smile on his face: "Speaking of which, you have been Jingyu's assistant for half a month. How is your work going?"

"Well... nothing is going wrong..." Except that Zhong Jingyu's creation is still not making any progress.

"Then how many words has Jingyu written recently?"

Sun Youxian refused to answer what he was afraid of, but as a rookie who had just taken office, he did not dare to fool the "old hunter" casually: "Mr. Zheng, you know that Young Master Zhong is not in good health, so ...the writing progress is just...hehe..."

Knowing that Zhong Jingyu still handed in a blank paper, Zheng Shuo was not angry, but sighed regretfully: "Xiao Sun, you don't need to be nervous. I understand Jingyu's situation. If you didn't write anything, you didn't write it. He Good health is the most important thing."

"Young master Zhong has been doing well these two days, and he got up early today. That's right!" Sun Youxian ran to the cat's nest, touched Zhaocai who was lying in the cat's nest, and said to Zheng Shuo, "Teacher Zheng, look , we adopted a cat named Zhaocai, which was named after Shao Zhong.”

"Oh? This is what Jingyu wants to adopt?" Zheng Shuo had a surprised expression on his face. He didn't expect Sun Youxian to gain Zhong Jingyu's trust so quickly, and even adopted pets.

"Actually, it doesn't count, it's probably fate." Sun Youxian smiled innocently, and explained the fate of the two adopting to attract money.

After Zheng Shuo heard this, the smile on his face became more relaxed: "Fate, fate, it is indeed fate. By the way, is this lucky cat a male cat or a female cat? My daughter also likes cats very much, and she always clamors for me to buy her a cat." Just, if it’s a female cat and she gives birth to a kitten in the future, she must remember to leave one for me.”

"Uh..." Sun Youxian got stuck. Speaking of which, Zhaocai has been at their house for two days, and he hasn't had his gender identified yet, and he hasn't taken him to the pet hospital for examination and vaccination. Let him get acquainted with the environment at home first, and then take him to the pet hospital for examination, so we don't know whether it is male or female."

"These are trivial matters. In short, Jingyu is willing to talk to you and is willing to raise a cat. These are all good signs." Zheng Shuo comforted him, "Xiao Sun, you did a good job. Let Xiaolan give you a big red envelope at the end of the year. "

Sun Youxian scratched his head and smirked, not knowing whether it was because of the praise or because there might be a red envelope.

Zheng Shuo looked at the silly boy, and remembered what Li Xinlan said, and he had some expectations for whether he could change Zhong Jingyu: "I heard that you are a fan of Jingyu's books, and Jingyu is now writing "The Road Is Nowhere." ", you know?"

Sun Youxian nodded desperately, he was the one who couldn't get out of the pit after he even finished reading the saved manuscripts in the hard drive.

I also knew it would be such an answer. Zheng Shuo was not too surprised. He glanced in the direction of Zhong Jingyu's study, lowered his voice a little, and said to Sun Youxian: "You are his assistant, and I am also an assistant. To tell you the truth, Jingyu's state has been deteriorating in the past two years, both the speed and quality of creation are not as good as before, if this continues, his career...is likely to come to an end."

Sun Youxian clenched his fists unconsciously. Although he knew that what Zheng Shuo said was the truth, when he thought that the young and talented Zhong Jingyu would stop on the road of writing, whether he was a book fan or an assistant, he would definitely I feel very sorry.

"Jingyu's situation is mainly caused by heart disease. Back then... well, I was the one who felt sorry for him..." Zheng Shuo half-spoken, picked up his cup to drink water.

Sun Youxian pricked up his ears to listen to the gossip, but Zheng Shuo, who put down his glass, changed the subject: "Xiao Sun, in your opinion, when will Jingyu resume writing?"

Sun Youxian shook his head. To be honest, after Zhong Jingyu went to the hospital once, he took care of his body, and he really forgot about writing: "I haven't asked Zhong Shao about this yet."

"Since you can talk to Jingyu now, you should persuade him to write well, write more and write less, it doesn't matter if you write fast or slow, the most important thing is that the state can come back, and the content you write must return to the previous one. Quality." Zheng Shuo paused for a while, then continued, "This child is talented, if he just gives up on himself like this, it will be a pity for not only those around us, but also her mother in heaven."

"Young Master Zhong's mother... is in the sky?" Does that mean... passed away?Speaking of which, although Sun Youxian has been a fan of Zhong Jingyu for many years, because of his low profile, the outside world knows almost nothing about his personal information, let alone his family situation.

Zheng Shuo nodded, affirming Sun Youxian's guess: "Jingyu's mother is actually a senior sister from my same school. She takes care of a lot.

Jingyu can be regarded as the one I watched growing up, just like my eldest nephew.He has been sensible and obedient since he was a child. Although he is not as mischievous as some boys, he is also lively and lively. This is really not what we want to see. "

Sun Youxian was recalled by Zheng Shuo's words, thinking of the man engraved in his mind, comparing the spirited and vigorous at that time with the decadent and silent now, not only felt melancholy in his heart.

Zheng Shuo drank the last bit of tea in the cup, and when Sun Youxian was about to refill him, he waved his hand and said, "It's getting late, I'll go talk to Jingyu and leave, so there's no need to refill the tea."

Sun Youxian put down the teapot obediently, and watched Zheng Shuo walk to the door of the study and knocked on the door, and said in a slightly raised voice, "Jingyu, it's me, let me say a few words to you."

After a while, the door of the study opened, Zhong Jingyu stood at the door, called "Uncle Zheng" to Zheng Shuo, and then did not move again.

Zheng Shuo seemed to be used to it, and he didn't intend to enter the study, instead he turned his head and looked at Sun Youxian embarrassingly.

Sun Youxian's mind turned quickly, and he realized that Zheng Shuo didn't want him to hear their conversation, so he found an excuse to go upstairs.Then quietly hid at the stairs, trying to listen to a corner.

It's a pity that Zheng Shuo's voice was low, and Zhong Jingyu basically only answered with monophonic words "um" and "ah". After listening for a while, he didn't hear anything, so he simply went into the room to take a shower.

After coming out of the shower and lying on the bed facing the ceiling, Sun Youxian rarely became troubled: How should I remind Zhong Jingyu of the manuscript?