Routine rollover guide

After eating, the two people who lived in different directions said goodbye at the crossroads. Now that the evening rush hour had just passed, the bus was quite empty. Cen You happily got on the bus and found a good seat by the window. Down.

It has been a long time since autumn, and the evening wind is always cool.This intersection is a bustling area, with a constant flow of vehicles, like glowing ribbons, flashing neon lights, thousands of lights, like a city that never sleeps.Cen You looked at the flowing night scene outside the car window, and his heart suddenly became quiet.

But before he was quiet for a while, the phone in his hand vibrated. Cen You glanced at the caller ID, and cleared his throat a little nervously before answering: "Mom, why did you call me?"

Cen You's mother works in a multinational company, and is now a very powerful shareholder, often flying around.

Sometimes in foreign countries, it costs a lot of money to make a phone call back, and every time Cen You receives the phone call, he counts the number of words in his heart and soul.

Ms. Zhang on the opposite side gave a "hmm" and hesitated for a while before speaking: "Your father said he wanted to come and see you."

"Really..." Cen You held the phone, but his tone was not excited.

"Do you want to see him?" Ms. Zhang's voice came through the handset.

Cen You kicked his legs a little bit, and saw his sluggish little expression from the car window, with confusion written between his brows and eyes.

After holding back for a long time, he whispered back: "Mom—do you want me to see him?"

Both mother and son fell into silence for a moment.

Although Cen You hadn't seen his father for a long time, he didn't have to see him.

If his mother doesn't want him to see, then disappear.Anyway, so many years have passed, this time is not bad.

After being silent for a while, the other party said softly: "Youyou, go and meet him, you haven't seen each other for a long time. I don't know if I will come back when I am eleven, and it is fine to let him accompany you. "

Cen You held the phone tightly, hummed slowly, and said to the other end of the phone: "Then take care of yourself when you're away, and come back early."

The voice on the other end of the phone had a slight smile: "OK..."

After hanging up, the bus just arrived.Cen You got out of the car with his bag on one shoulder, and walked towards home in a somewhat distraught state.

The topic of father has always been brought up by both mother and son.Since his parents divorced when he was nine years old and the court sentenced him to his mother, Cen You hadn't seen his father often.

It wasn't because of any bloody stories, Cen You only remembered that his parents were very peaceful at that time, and his father left the next day.And the originally leisurely mother began to work day and night.

Even if the little Cen You didn't know anything else, he knew that his mother was working hard for him.

So he started to study hard, trying not to let her worry.As time went by, my mother's work became smoother, their lives improved, and he was admitted to a good university.

And the word father gradually became blurred to Cen You.Like a star in the night sky hidden by clouds, you know it's there, maybe far away, separating the two ends, but it won't shine for you anymore.

The fallen leaves under his feet made a rustling sound, and Cen You felt stuffy in his heart, like cotton that had been soaked with water, a little heavy.He sniffed, and his whole body became listless.

The street lights in the community were on, and there were some old people chatting in the small square.The person who met his eyes was an old man, and Cen You recognized that he was the one who led him that day.And the other party seemed to recognize him, and waved to him with a smile.

Cen You quickly reacted, and also smiled.The friendliness and kindness of others are always the biggest source of energy for Cen You, he patted his face, trying to make himself happy.It's all over, there's no need to be so sad.

After opening the door and returning home, the warm lighting made Cen You feel better.

He has never let bad emotions stay in his heart. Most of the time, he will eat something delicious and sleep well.

It's important to be happy yourself!

He changed his shoes and walked to the study room, intending to read the private message and conceive a comic for the competition.Thinking of the special guests of the competition, Cen You couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.

As soon as he opened Weibo, Cen You saw Tuo Huai's repost, confirming that he was a special guest of the rookie contest.

Cen You flipped through it again, and the retweets and comments on the official blog doubled, and everyone screamed ahhhhhhhhhhhh.

Just as Cen You thought about sending an AoAh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, private messages began to jump out one by one - it was sent to him by Huang Youyou.

[Yang Youyou: Ahhh, little squid, your idol is going to participate in that competition! 】

[Yang Youyou: Did you see it? 】

Cen You replied with a smile: I see! !I will definitely attend!

[Huang Youyou: Did you receive a private message? 】

[Huang Youyou: A cartoon author conference held on Weibo, I think you are also on the invitation list. 】

Cen You didn't know when he just came back, so he stepped back to take a look, and sure enough there were a few more posts and a bunch of comments.

The first news about unfollowed people is the official invitation, he is in the youth manga group.

The general content is that you are one of the authors of web comics, and you are sincerely invited to go to City Z to participate in the comic authors conference held by us on October [-]st.

City Z is a neighboring city, not far from here, Cen You thought that he had nothing to do, so he typed briskly to tell Huang Youyou, and decided to go.

The other party quickly replied to his message.

[Yang Youyou: Good! !I can finally have a face-to-face with the cutie! 】

[Yang Youyou: Mommy will take you fishing, it's not for fun! ! 】

Fishing, fishing for winners? ?

Cen You was so shocked that he shrank his neck, and his heart was very complicated: Isn't this a pure and simple exchange meeting?

On the other side, when Gu Shijuan just arrived home, he was hit by a sound wave as soon as he opened the door.

Jiang Lan was holding a microphone in his hand, and the drumbeat of the music was beating again and again, and he was still pointing in the direction of the door with one hand, yelling something in his mouth: "Don't beep beep beep again, you think you are forcing machine……"

With a click, Gu Shijuan decisively slammed the door shut.

After a few seconds, Jiang Lan immediately came to open the door for him, and smiled obsequiously: "Hey, the young master is back, how is the meal with the elementary school brother?"

Gu Shijuan glanced at the mic in his hand, and said with disgust, "What are you crying about?"

As soon as Mike was mentioned, Jiang Lan's embarrassment rose sharply: "Recently, Chigou introduced me to a girl who likes to rap and has a hot body!

I'm practicing singing now.People still say that I sing well, why do you say I am so talented..."

Gu Shijuan resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and pushed his hand away: "He found you a deaf man?"

Jiang Lan glared at him: "What are you farting?"

After turning off the music, Gu Shijuan sat down on the sofa, leaning against the pillow as if his energy had been sucked dry.

"What's the matter, master, so lack of energy? To be honest, you become like this every time you stay alone with Cen Xuedi for a while, and I wonder why this energy can disappear through the air?" Jiang Lan let go of the wheat, and walked over curiously to see the mourning. Gu Shijuan.

"No progress?" Jiang Lan asked, touched his chin and said, "Recently, Chigou is going back to China, on tour or something, and brought his recovered wife with him, asking if we want to go."

This one they called Chi Gou was actually called Chi Huan.He started playing in a band when he was in high school, it was amazing, and there was someone in the band that he had been chasing after for a long time.

After graduating from high school, the two broke up unhappy. They thought that Chi Huan had let go, but they didn't expect that they would go abroad to find someone just after a year.

At that time, several people jointly sprayed him: "Licking a dog is not a house."Unexpectedly, he licked everything in the end, and his wife was said to be fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged.

As soon as Chigou was mentioned, Gu Shijuan frowned. As if remembering something, he searched out their small group from the phone expressionlessly, opened a dialog box marked as Chigou, and sent a message: How did you catch up with your wife?

Yes!He is so witty, among these few friends, he is not the only one who likes men, there is another fucking one!

The other party replied quickly: [Shame on me. 】

[How thick the face is, how deep the love is. 】

Sure enough, this person couldn't give any constructive advice.

Gu Shijuan rubbed the center of his brows, decisively turned off the phone and threw it on the table, and continued to sit decadently on the sofa.

Jiang Lan suddenly understood, came over and said with a smile: "Tired, are you thinking about my junior? I have a good idea, how about this. You invite your junior out during the eleventh holiday and take him to watch Chigou's performance together." , not far anyway."

"Think about it, livehouse, how close people are to people. When the time comes, listen to love songs and set up the atmosphere on the spot, won't it be enough?" Jiang Lan elbowed him and winked.

How difficult can it be to chase someone?

Gu Shijuan licked his lower lip, with deep eyes, casually picked up the phone from the table and got up: "I'll go to the balcony to make a call."

I have to say that Gu Shijuan thinks Jiang Lan's idea is quite good.He dialed Cen You's mobile phone number and greeted the other person: "What are you doing?"

With a straw in his mouth, Cen You said vaguely: "Conceiving comics, what are you doing on the phone, senior?"

Gu Shijuan was blowing the cool breeze, and said with a casual smile, "Are you free on November? I'll take you to a show."

The straw fell into the glass, splashing a few drops of juice, and Cen You said hesitantly, "I'm sorry..."

Hearing the first half, Gu Shijuan immediately felt that his plan was completely cool. Just as he was about to pretend it was okay, he heard a slow voice from the opposite side saying: "I'm going to City Z to attend a comic writers' meeting."

He suddenly felt that his plan had been saved again!

Gu Shijuan suddenly had a new idea, he pretended to be sorry, and sighed: "Okay then, I will make an appointment next time when I have time."

As soon as he put down the phone, Jiang Lan rushed over and asked gossipingly, "How is it? Didn't work?"

Gu Shijuan glanced at him and evoked a provocative smile: "I can't go together, but I can pretend to meet by chance—"

The author has something to say: Xiao Gu—no one has a deeper routine than me.

Chi Huan and Xiao Ting's "His Wife" is the protagonist of a band article that was conceived before, and they will probably write about it in the future.

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 1 were trapped;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Xiaopo pumped 1 bottle;

Thank you for your comments and playing with me, La Wu La Wu...