Shoulder to shoulder

This hug is nearly 1 minute of silent time.

Jian Xuezhou didn't move or speak, Bi Guo listened to his own heartbeat, beating again and again.

She was greedy for the fragrance of Jian Xuezhou's body, but she didn't dare to let go of her breath. She knew in her heart that Jian Xuezhou would not hate her because of this, but she still counted the time, which was neither too long nor too short, so she let go of her hand with a smile.

Jian Xuezhou straightened up and looked at her with a calm expression. Bi Guo shrank back and squeezed himself and a pile of paper bags together, making frictional noises.

Jian Xuezhou asked her: "It's over?"

Bi Guo froze for a moment, then nodded.

Jian Xuezhou asked again: "Is this the end?"

Bi Guo followed her words and asked, "Sister, what do you want...?"

"It's not what I want to do." Jian Xuezhou laughed, raised his hand and opened the door, "I thought what was going to happen to you."

Bi Guo flushed his face with "shua", and hurriedly said, "I didn't think about it, just give me a hug."

Jian Xuezhou opened the driver's door and got in the car: "Why do you want to hug me all of a sudden?"

Bi Guo glanced at the person, raised his hand and drew a random circle: "That's right, I think what you said, Sister Jane, made a lot of sense, let me be enlightened, enlightened..."

Jian Xuezhou started the car and glanced at her in the rearview mirror: "Then what are you going to do?"

Bi Guo said: "Seize my seat! Make them mad!"

Jian Xuezhou smiled and said nothing.

The car quickly drove out of the parking lot and started on the road. Bi Guo observed Jian Xuezhou's expression and saw that she had no intention of communicating, so he took out his mobile phone and began to seriously read the situation on Weibo.

Seeing this, she was startled.

She only glanced twice before, and wondered why pinkeye could get so many accounts to use Weibo to round her up. Now she understands that she occupies the number one position on the gold list, and she offended not one person, but a group of people people.

Someone posted a description of "The Days I Lived With Idols" to the Lei Wen Tucao Center. This is a Weibo big v with nearly a million fans. Although the posting requirements at the top state that it is for entertainment only and no decoding is allowed, it has ulterior motives Naturally, people will not make this size too thick.

Soon, an ordinary reader named "Ling Ling is the cutest" reposted this Weibo, not only complaining that this article lost the face of Lily's novel, but also boasting about the decline of the entire Jinjiang Lily channel. Let such an article be number one on the gold list.

With this Weibo post, not only has the article been completely deciphered, but also the people expressing public indignation have become much more legitimate.

Those who scolded this article for ruining a pot of soup with a piece of mouse shit, and those who scolded this "Lingling the cutest" for not seeing any good articles, quickly escalated the situation from an article to a circle.

Among them, the most retweeted and disseminated Weibo posts are all well-known authors in the Lily literary circle. When they retweeted, they did not say much, but simply expressed that not all Lily novels are like this.

But that's enough, their fans are large and pure, enough to turn people around with excitement, and those who speak more violently shouted "pecans get out of the lily circle".

Before Bi Guo read it, he kept telling himself "don't get angry, don't get angry", but after he figured out the ins and outs of the matter, his fingers that turned the page were already trembling.

That description, which was called vulgar, disgusting, obscene, and grammatically wrong by countless people, is actually only a short hundred words, and it is just an explanation of the chaotic dream in Bi Guo's novel.

But passers-by will not go to understand the cause and effect, where a large number of comments and reposts are concentrated, and like believers, they will fight for their own authors when they are affected.

There were very few people who raised objections. Bi Guo had seen a few supporting her in a large number of private messages. Like her, she was soft-spoken and unable to resist the wave of slander.

These so-called fans in the circle had been arguing for a long time. Seeing that Bi Guo didn't respond, they were afraid that the matter would calm down, and now they were digging for black material.

This screenshot, that screenshot, "Cohabitation" is not enough, so I cut the old article, took it out of context, and even put the three views of a supporting role on the author, saying that Pecan is a straight man who is more straight than a straight man cancer.

They ridiculed that Bi Guo wrote for three years and now no fans or relatives and friends came out to speak for her. They laughed at Bi Guo and continued to write Lily to make money after her romance hit the street. , pecans will surely pierce through the center of the earth in the future.

Bi Guo threw the phone out and landed it in the corner of the seat. After a while, Bi Guo pulled it out again and held it in his hand.

But she was already afraid of turning on the phone. She was a little at a loss, unable to completely ignore it, and didn't know what kind of resistance was the most effective.She vaguely grasped the reason behind it, and even identified the mastermind behind it, but she didn't know what to do. In other words, with her current abilities and resources, she couldn't think of a solution to the problem.

Bi Guo bent down, put his elbows on his knees, and stared blankly at his feet.

The car drove into the neighborhood and stopped quickly and steadily. Bi Guo wiped his face with his hand, turned sideways to pack everything in the back seat, opened the door and got out of the car.

Jian Xuezhou came to her and took away the bag in one of her hands. The weather was very hot at this point, and neither of them spoke until they got home and turned on the air conditioner.

Jian Xuezhou was still going to take a shower first, but Bi Guo waited at the door of the bathroom and stopped her.

"Sister..." She murmured, but for a moment she didn't know where to start.

Jian Xuezhou waited for her patiently. After waiting for 2 minutes, Bi Guo lowered his head and twisted the hem of his clothes for 2 minutes.

"Biguo." Jian Xuezhou called her name, and when she looked up at her, he said, "Do you want to wash together?"

Bi Guo's eyes widened instantly, and he said in a panic, "No, no need."

Jian Xue looked puzzled on Zhou Yi: "Then I really can't figure out what can make you stop me at the bathroom door and hesitate for a long time before I can say a word."

In order to prove his innocence, Bi Guo casually picked out a sentence from his head and asked, "Sister Jian, if someone designs you to slander you and frame you at work, what will you do?"

Jian Xuezhou smiled, and said: "Treat each case individually, but Qiu must remember it, and report everything that should be reported in the future."

"Has anyone really done this before?" Bi Guo felt that what he was asking was nonsense, but he couldn't help asking.

Jian Xuezhou bent down, stared at Bi Guo's eyes, and blinked his long eyelashes: "I have been doing part-time jobs and winter and summer vacation jobs since I was in school, and now I have ten years of working experience."

"In this world, there are many good people, but there are also many bad people. Some people, because they want to compete with you for the same cake, will change from good people to bad people."

"There are too many people cheating on me, look at me now..." Jian Xuezhou straightened up, with a very smug expression, "Am I doing well?"

"Okay." Bi Guo replied without thinking about it.

If a beautiful and confident person like Jian Xuezhou who has a successful career and hobbies is not considered a good life, Bi Guo can't think of what kind of life is a good one.

Jian Xuezhou was quite satisfied with her reaction, and tapped the tip of Bi Guo's nose with his fingertips: "That's it, there are always ups and downs in life, but there is nothing difficult to overcome."

After she finished speaking, she turned and went into the bathroom, but Bi Guo didn't stop her anymore, but when the door was closed, water mist steamed up in the bathroom, Bi Guo still stood at the door and did not leave.

The water splashed one after another, and finally stopped. Jian Xuezhou's figure was vague, shaking gently with the light.

She was wiping her hair with a towel, and turned her head to look at the bathroom door, but she didn't hide.

Jian Xuezhou raised his voice and said, "Sister, I finished talking about the chicken soup I have saved for a year today, do you have any questions?"

Bi Guo laughed, and once the corners of his lips started to rise, he couldn't control the arc.

"No, I'm waiting for you to come out."

"Why are you waiting for me?" Jian Xuezhou opened the door immediately, and the mist rushed out and pounced on Bi Guo's face, blurring his vision.

Seeing that the man was wearing clothes, Bi Guo took a bold step forward, raised his hand and tightly wrapped Jian Xuezhou's waist.

Very hard, but very short, let go quickly and back away.

"Thank you for waiting." Bi Guo said, turned around and ran away after speaking.

After a while, Jian Xuezhou moved his numb feet, went back to the bathroom, and continued the unfinished skin care work.

The body milk was pushed away little by little, and the quick hug just now, went over and over again in Jian Xuezhou's mind.

Jian Xuezhou frowned, suddenly regretting what kind of amnesty he gave.

It's really meaningless to ask her in advance, but there is no warning, and the meaning seems to be too much.

In less than two days, I hugged him three times. Jian Xuezhou took his phone and sent a message:

-Puppy likes to cuddle?

Bi Guo didn't know that he was called a "puppy" by Jian Xuezhou, and he didn't know that this person was in the room next to her, chatting happily with her.

Ever since Jian Xuezhou appeared at her house, everything that happened has turned her world upside down, especially in the past two days, Bi Guo's head was tossing back and forth, going straight to heaven for a while, and falling into hell for a while.

Up to now, those joyful, sad, excited, and gloomy emotions have all calmed down and merged into a gentle force, pushing her forward.

Bi Guo felt that her body was changing, and she felt that she should do something that would change her entire life.

These major events must point to that clear direction, and Jian Xuezhou stands at the end of the direction.

But for a while, she had nowhere to start, pacing back and forth in the room, like an ant on a hot pot.

All the items and furnishings in the room were according to her wishes. Ever since she moved into this house, Bi Guo has gradually created the most comfortable environment for herself.

She rests in this bedroom, works in this bedroom, and chats unscrupulously with Ji Lan in this bedroom.

She used to think that this kind of life and these exchanges were enough.

But now when she thinks of Jian Xuezhou, she knows that it's not enough, not enough, everything is not enough.

The mobile phone is placed on the table, which is Bi Guo's most connection point with the outside world.

Now, there is a lot of malice on Weibo, Jinjiang is still mostly readers who are urging updates, and old friends in Koukou are stuck in their own painful diseases. Only Jian Xuezhou, and the bright and vast world behind Jian Xuezhou, are telling her Keep waving.

Bi Guo ran over, grabbed the phone, opened the dialog with Jian Xuezhou, and backed out.

A few seconds later, Bi Guo opened the dialog box again. This time, he clicked on the profile picture of "ZHOU" and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't report any hope and opened her circle of friends.

Then Bi Guo froze.

It's only been visible for three days, and the "ZHOU" circle of friends, which used to be blank, has just reposted a message.

[White Oak Culture recruitment notice, looking forward to you with dreams! 】