Shoulder to shoulder

Hate?how is this possible.

When Jian Xuezhou didn't have Zhou Xingqiao's skin, Bi Guo didn't hate her. What's more, now that Jian Xuezhou exudes the charm of an idol in gold, Bi Guo's mind is full of how he turned into a pug and wagged his tail around Jian Xuezhou.

And this pug is likely to pounce on and eat Jian Xuezhou, doing her like that, and like that again.

After all, it is a les, this is a problem she figured out that year, but she didn't use her obscene desire to think about Zhou Xingqiao, after all, he is a figure in the sky, a shining star.

Now the stars are falling in her eyes, with a concrete expression, except for the sublime, the rest is fatal attraction.

From the inside to the outside, from the corners of the eyes to the tips of the hair, from the mountains and seas in the brain, to the stretching of the limbs, all of them make people excited, and all of them add fuel to the fire.

The beating of Bi Guo's heart was transferred to a shameful part of her body, and her lower abdomen tightened for a moment, like an electric shock, making her body tremble uncontrollably.

The last resistance she could do was to return a "no" in a trembling voice, then rushed into the bedroom and slammed the door hard.

It was obviously cold in the room, but Bi Guo seemed to have been exposed to the sun for a day in summer, and even his eyes were so hot that they turned red.

"Fuck..." She murmured a dirty word in a low voice, walked around the room twice, grabbed her phone and sent a message to Ji Lan.

- guess what just happened

Ji Lan didn't reply her, and Ji Lan disappeared again.

Bi Guo's strong desire to tell, strong love welled up in her chest, strong desire to be ashamed welled up in her chest, and she was about to suffocate her to death.

The sponge in her head, when she met Jian Xuezhou like that, was completely submerged, like a flood, so that Bi Guo's head was now full of water.

Bi Guo shook his head, feeling that if he pokes a hole, a feast of seafood can flow out.

She exhorted herself to calm down, but to no avail.

Her fingers were about to move, and finally, she gave up resisting and turned on the computer.

This is the fastest article she opened without any warning. This is an article that she has no outline, no world view, and even no protagonist setting. This is the most obscene thing she has done in 22 years—— — Across the wall, she cares about her roommate, her idol.

The very first sentence of the opening sentence set me on fire:

My life has become a dream...

After all, the speed of code words is not fast, usually 1500-2000, and can break through 2500 and reach 3000 when writing smoothly.

But that night, her mind was running fast, and her fingers tapped the keyboard as if she could be smashed to pieces at any time. An hour later, there were more than 6000 words in the document.

Those emotions that had nowhere to rest finally found their way home. Bi Guo rubbed his numb wrist and red fingertips, stared at the words, and looked at them one by one. Every word looked like Jian Xuezhou.

The house is very quiet. Jian Xuezhou, who doesn't wear high heels, walks like a fluffy rabbit. Bi Guo can hear the breathing of the air conditioner clearly, but he can't hear the movement next door.

She finally calmed down, let out a long breath, and filled a glass of water.

In the last two thousand words, Bi Guo found some writing ideas, made arrangements and confessions, and published the article.

Lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling for a long time, Bi Guo took the phone back to his eyes, shared the link of the new article on Weibo, and attached the words: collapsed...

Then, before I even had time to read the comments on the new article, I was in a daze and fell asleep.

After working full-time, the work and rest are chaotic day and night, and Bi Guo rarely sleeps soundly.

This night, I don’t know if it was because she ran for a day and was really tired after a day of excitement, or because her brain couldn’t bear the surprise and chose to turn off the phone to protect herself. did not do.

When I feel the dawn and open my eyes, the Lingtai is clear and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

Oh...seems like the air conditioner was left on all night...

Bi Guo turned over and sat up, looked around, took the phone and checked the time.

07:30!It's 07:30!

She heard the sound of running water in the bathroom and jumped out of bed.

Dressed neatly, Bi Guo opened the bedroom door a little.

Jian Xuezhou just came out of the bathroom, wearing a pink ear headband, and his forehead was a little wet.

She was so cute, Bi Guo's tongue was salivating and his face was hot.

Jian Xuezhou took a box of yogurt from the refrigerator, and ate slowly with two slices of bread. There was a book on the dining table, and he never took his eyes off it.

Bi Guo kept staring at her, Jian Xuezhou had almost finished eating, and said, "I'll go right away, you can use the bathroom now."

Bi Guo was stunned for a moment, feeling that there was a lot of information in this sentence.

Jian Xuezhou had already found her in the crack of the door, and Jian Xuezhou thought she was standing here and not going out because she didn't want to see her?

What kind of misunderstanding happened to Jian Xuezhou!

Bi Guo opened the door and said with a smile, "Morning sister Jane."

"Morning." Jian Xuezhou turned his head and glanced at her.

"Are you going to work?" Bi Guo was at a loss for words.

"Yeah." Jian Xuezhou stood up, put away the book, and when he was walking towards the living room, he suddenly stopped and turned his head, "You said that the keys were distributed yesterday..."

"Ah!" Bi Guo's eyes widened, "I... forgot..."

"It's okay." Jian Xuezhou turned back and put the books in front of the bookcase, "I get off work on time today, and I will be home at six o'clock, and I will be on a business trip in the next two days..."

Bi Guo's heart skipped a beat: "I'm going on a business trip."

"Yes." Jian Xue said thoughtfully, "I often travel on business."

The disappointment came quickly and violently, Bi Guo's mind was a little confused, and he murmured: "Thanks for your hard work."

"What's so hard about my job." Jian Xuezhou walked to his side, passed by Bi Guo, raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, "I'm leaving, you relax."

Bi Guo froze there, knowing that Jian Xuezhou had completely misunderstood.

There were rustling sounds in the room behind him, Bi Guo squeezed his hands tightly, thinking hard.

Thinking about why the misunderstanding and how to solve the misunderstanding, what kind of way should she and Jian Xuezhou get along with each other.

After Jian Xuezhou packed up and went out, Bi Guo stopped her: "Sister."

Jian Xuezhou raised his eyebrows and asked her with his eyes.

Bi Guo restrained his emotions so hard that he could look directly into those eyes: "I'm a little nervous..."

"Yeah." Jian Xuezhou smiled, "I used to live alone?"

Of course it's not just this reason, but this is what Bi Guo can say, so she nodded.

"Am I familiar?" Jian Xuezhou asked her.

Bi Guo shook his head vigorously.

Jian Xuezhou still smiled, looking very gentle: "I don't like to waste time when I do things. I developed this habit at work, so I didn't change it in private for a while. I thought it would be good for you and me to get acquainted as soon as possible."

"It's fine, it's fine." Bi Guo hurriedly said, "It's really fine."

"When you lived by yourself, how often did you clean the whole room?"

Bigo paused, and replied honestly: "Three or four days, or a week."

"Did you often buy flowers before?"

"Not buying……"

"Do you like reading books?"

"like."

"Well, that's it." Jian Xuezhou raised his hand, and took it back before it landed on Bi Guo's head, "You see, after I came, you cleaned the house every day, bought so many things, and I even took you bookcase."

Bi Guo's eyes widened. Jian Xuezhou looked at her and smiled with his lips curled up: "There's no need for this. We rent together, so we both need to be comfortable."

Without waiting for Bi Guo's response, Jian Xuezhou turned around and began to change shoes at the entrance: "I'm on a business trip for two days, you should adjust it carefully and be free."

Bi Guo didn't know if this freedom had the meaning of that freedom stalk.

Jian Xuezhou opened the door without saying goodbye.

A few seconds later, Bi Guo suddenly panicked and ran after him. He stared at Jian Xuezhou in front of the elevator, breathing a little disorderly: "Sister Jian, yesterday you asked me if I hated you. I don't hate you at all!"

Jian Xuezhou tilted his head and said, "Really?"

"Of course!" Bi Guo nodded vigorously, speaking fluently this time, "For a person like you, how could anyone hate you."

"A person like me?" Jian Xuezhou smiled.

Bi Guo was full of rainbow farts in his chest, and was about to speak when the elevator arrived.

Jian Xuezhou entered the elevator and said to her, "See you tonight."

"See you tonight." Bi Guo's heart was beating all the time, and he seized the last moment to hurriedly say, "I'll wait for you to open the door for you."

The elevator door closed, and Pi Guo crossed his hips and ran to the window in the corridor, taking a few long breaths of the morning air.

Phew, the air outside is so hot.

When she got home this time, Bi Guo was no longer flustered like yesterday. She washed and ate, hugged the computer and coded a chapter to post, and took a look at the backstage of the new article.

The data is shocking. This book "Living Together with Idol", which was so perfunctoryly named because of excitement, only released the beginning, and it actually gained more than 200 favorites overnight.

Bi Guo has been using the pseudonym "Pegan Fruit" for three years. Either the data is stable, or it has hit the market like the previous book, and it has never exploded.

The audience of Lily's novels is small, the ceiling is low, and there is no wireless traffic. This kind of increase has happened for the first time in Bi Guo.

No one pays attention to the well-designed plot, and the desire|obscenity in a fit of anger is sought after by everyone.Bi Guo flipped through the comments, sighed, and was full of thoughts for a while.

Naturally, this kind of matter should be discussed with Ji Lan, but Bi Guo dialed the voice, but no one answered.

Bi Guo sent two more messages:

- excuse me.

-It's okay if you're busy, just talk to me and just make a full stop.

There was still no response, and a few seconds later, Bi Guo was shocked to find that Ji Lan's button had turned gray.

Gray...it's...

Having known each other for two years, their portraits are always bright, and after all, they have forgotten that Koukou's portrait is still gray.

Bi Guo quickly opened the app of the novel website, entered Ji Lan's author column, and found that she hadn't updated or asked for leave yesterday.

And in the comment area, just scroll down a little bit, and you will find that many readers are saying that the logic of the latest update of the stylus Xiaolan is chaotic, the sentences are fragmented, and the old mistakes are repeated.

The old problem strikes again...

Bi Guo knew that Ji Lan's old problem was that when he was in a bad mood, his writing was more willful, and the plot development occasionally went wild.

When everyone is in a bad state, Ji Lan didn't discuss this issue with her in depth, so Bi Guo didn't care.

Now, as if a basin of cold water had been poured down his head, Bi Guo realized that he had been focusing on excitement these past few days and ignored what was wrong with Ji Lan.

After Ji Lan stopped answering her voice, she didn't even ask, what's wrong with you?

Suddenly, a Weibo reminder popped up on the phone, your friend "Jinjiang Tiebi Xiaolan" posted a Weibo.

Bi Guo quickly clicked in, and all of a sudden his hairs stood on end.

Jinjiang stylus Xiaolan: I'm sorry, I can't give you an ending.