Routine rollover guide

The next morning, Cen You woke up dazed, stretched out in his blue and white cotton home clothes, stepped on slippers and walked slowly to the kitchen, yawned and pulled out two refrigerated boxes from the refrigerator , which are processed shrimp and squid.

Cen You rubbed his eyes, planning to cook seafood porridge and fry a few fried dumplings, it was perfect.

After thinking about breakfast, Cen You immediately took a bowl of rice and prepared to wash some rice first.It wasn't until some icy water rushed onto his hands that he was suddenly awakened.

Something happened yesterday?

Oh yes, Gu Shijuan moved here.

My povidone iodine and alcohol seem to have fallen there yesterday.

Cen You was washing rice in his hands, but his eyes subconsciously looked towards the door, and then slowly put them away.

It was fine when he didn't move here. For some reason, since he found out that Gu Shijuan had moved here yesterday, he felt that the distance between the two of them suddenly seemed to be very close, as if he could see each other just by looking up.

Cen You put the washed rice, processed fish and shrimp into the pot, opened the opening, looked down at the dancing blue flame in a daze.

Should he deliver a bowl of porridge to Gu Shijuan?

After all, he injured his hand yesterday, and he hasn't learned how to cook yet. Cen You blinked, resting his chin on his arm with one hand, and continued to think.

I knew I should teach him something simple first.

But cutting potatoes is easy enough!

The blue flame jumped twice, Cen You held his little head and came to a conclusion: Gu Shijuan was to blame for being too stupid.

But to put it bluntly, the porridge was indeed boiled a little too much, and Cen You usually drank it alone, and he had to heat it up once or twice before it was completely wiped out, just when Gu Shijuan came, so there was no need to waste it.

Cen You picked up a spoon and opened the lid of the pot and stirred it twice. The aroma and heat of the seafood porridge came over his face. He reached out and turned off the switch, intending to wait for it to cool down and put it into a bowl.

Five minutes later, Cen You served the steaming seafood porridge in home clothes.

Just when he was about to go out, he looked down at his clothes again. Although they were home clothes, they could be worn out.

After struggling for a while, Cen You honestly put down the plastic bowl and changed into a sweater, then carefully wrapped the bowl with a scarf and pushed open the door.

As soon as Cen You stood at the door opposite, he raised his hand, and the door was pulled open from the inside.

He still maintained the posture of pushing the door, and when he looked up, he saw Gu Shijuan dressed neatly, a little better than usual, with a little surprise in his eyes.

"Huh? Why are you looking for me?" Gu Shijuan raised his peachy eyes and raised his eyebrows at him.

Cen You sent forward the seafood porridge in his hand, tilted his head and said, "Here, I cook too much seafood porridge, so I want to send you some."

"Senior, are you going out?" Cen You looked at Gu Shijuan's outfit.

Gu Shijuan leaned against the door frame, pursed his lips, pulled a natural smile, and said without changing his face: "No, I usually like to dress like this at home, it will make my mood better."

Cen You nodded thoughtfully, and said softly, "It seems to make a little sense."

It doesn't make any sense at all, it's all made up by him.

Gu Shijuan licked his lower lip, and asked him in turn: "What did you just say? Is this seafood porridge?"

"Yeah!" Cen You nodded, "I can't finish it all by myself, so I wanted to bring you a bowl, it's still hot." Saying that, Cen You handed the bowl to Gu Shijuan.

"Senior, are you not allergic to seafood? I put squid and shrimp, promise, you can take it."

Gu Shijuan's gaze first fell on the plastic bowl containing the porridge, and then settled on Cen You's face and eyes.

Cen You bent down slightly, and stretched his head over to look at him: "Senior, are you picking it up? It's going to be cold in a while."

"Aren't you coming in?" Gu Shijuan took the slightly hot porridge bowl, then turned to the side to make way for Cen You.

Cen You said "Hey?", waved his hands, and said warmly, "I won't go in, I have something to do later."

As soon as he finished saying this, Cen You could clearly see that Gu Shijuan's expression froze in an instant, his eyelashes drooped slightly, he pursed his lips and did not speak, and just stood there as before.

Cen You inexplicably felt that he was so disappointed.

Shouldn't it be?Cen You touched his left neck, blinked his eyes twice and said cautiously: "I'm leaving, remember to drink the porridge."

He took two steps back, bit his lips slightly, and waved to Gu Shijuan: "Senior, go in quickly."

After a while, Gu Shijuan's eyes flickered, he nodded, and responded lightly: "Oh..."

At 09:30 in the evening, the largest private room in the private bar was extremely lively. Even though there were only four people, they made a noise like a thousand troops.

There are microphones and karaoke stations in the box, the lights are flashing, and there are a row of wine glasses and various wines on the table, as well as a fancy fruit platter.

In front of the karaoke stage, Jiang Lan was singing rap with great concentration, even though she didn't have a word in rhythm, she was still very devoted.

On the deck, Lin Ziheng held another microphone in his hand, and said in a very unhappy tone, "Jiang Lan, are you going to turn my birthday into a death day?" On the other side, Chi Huan had earphones in his ears, completely out of the way.

In the middle of the deck, although Gu Shijuan was not wearing headphones, he seemed even more out of the way.

He was flipping through Cenyou's circle of friends. Coincidentally, Cenyou didn't set any fancy restrictions, and he just happened to be able to flip through from beginning to end.

Cen You's circle of friends is not updated very frequently, sometimes every three days, sometimes every five days, the content is also very simple, but every post looks very happy.

10.16: The picture is a freshly made dessert with a little sun emoji.

A little forward, 8.27: The accompanying picture is a photo of his community, and the text is: I moved to a new house, and today I met a super nice grandpa!

Going a little further, Gu Shijuan scrolled down silently, and saw a younger Cen You.

12.25 last year: The accompanying picture is a selfie smeared with cream, which is a bit blurry. In the photo, Cen You looks more like a high school student, with crooked eyes smiling.The text reads: Happy birthday to me.

So Christmas is his birthday?Gu Shijuan wrote it down in his heart, and saved the photo again.

After watching it slowly for a while, Gu Shijuan's mood also inexplicably improved.

Just through the phone screen, he could feel the inherent vigor and sunshine in Cen You.

After paddling until two years ago, Gu Shijuan finally found a photo that could give him advice. It was a photo of an amusement park.

It is a well-known amusement park in the local area. Although it has declined in the past few years, it has been completely renovated in the past year and has a new look.

And the accompanying text of that circle of friends is: Once upon a time today.

Gu Shijuan's fingers rested slightly on the photo, his eyes dimmed.At this time, Jiang Lan grabbed his shoulder with the microphone, leaned over and shouted into the microphone: "Tired! What are you looking at?!"

"Don't look at your phone! Come and sing, why are we here today?

It's to celebrate our good friend, Lin Ziheng's birthday! !Come let us congratulate him! "

Gu Shijuan raised his eyes and smiled at Jiang Lan, uttering a word: "Get lost..."

Jiang Lan looked heartbroken, and begged Bai Lai to come over and ask, "What are you looking at? You are so fascinated!"

"Get lost..." Gu Shijuan took the phone away and repeated it expressionlessly.

Chi Huan took off one earphone, squinted his eyes and said to Jiang Lan clearly: "Don't bother the young master, he is busy with the precise analysis of big data."

Jiang Lan was confused: "What the hell?"

Gu Shijuan also pushed the boat along with the current, pretending to be deep and said: "Okay, you don't understand."

Of course he wouldn't say that, in fact, he just looked at other people's circle of friends and thought about it.

The author has something to say: Jiang Lan is just a tool person who is confused every day.