My first love overturned

After waiting for Gu Chenjing's reply for seven days, Lin Zhuoguang felt a complete emptiness after waiting.

Unconsciously opening the WeChat interface for the thousandth and first time, nearly a hundred messages have accumulated in the classmate group.

There is also @林气光.

Clicking in without any interest, Lin Zhuoguang quickly read the accumulated unread messages, they were all gags, mainly to congratulate Lu Zhihua for moving to a new villa in the east of the city.

Lin Zhuoguang was not interested in gatherings, but the group of classmates reminded him of the reasons why he paid for the party.

He clicked on Xie Yuran's avatar, and after repeated research, he found that it was impossible to transfer money without adding friends.

Although he was unwilling and angry in every possible way, Lin Zhuoguang sent Xie Yuran a friend verification application again.

Reason: 【[-]】

This time, Xie Yuran replied in seconds, rejecting the friend verification.

Reason: [It has nothing to do with you]

What is nothing to do with me?Lin Zhuoguang's anger reached its peak—wasn't it for him, Lin Zhuoguang, would the little lion agree to pay the bill?

If it wasn't for him, would the little lion be so hard to thank Yu Ran for favors?

If he doesn't pay back Xie Yuran's money, can he, Lin Zhuoguang, be worthy of the little lion who owes Xie Yuran a favor because of him?

Lin Zhuoguang transferred [-] to Qin Xiao: [Mr. Xiao, transfer it to Xie Yuran for me, I will not deal with him. 】

Qin Xiao didn't bother to ask about the cause and effect at all, so she replied directly with two words: [Decree. 】

The matter of paying the bill was finally settled, and Lin Zhuoguang felt a little relieved.But the word "housewarming" ignited the secret worries in his heart, and the alarm bell sounded in his mind:

Gu Chenjing wouldn't move to cut off contact with him, would he?After all, it would not be a pity to throw away that small broken house at any time.

Gotta go see it!

As soon as this idea came up, Lin Zhuoguang stepped on the Q3 and went straight to the destination.

Time passed zero.

The community still lacks lighting, so Gu Chenjing walked to Building 18 with ease, planning to register a new driver number on the second online car-hailing platform.

The online car-hailing platform has modified the mechanism for fatigue driving control. The cumulative driving time of drivers can not exceed six hours a day, and if the interval between receiving orders for two consecutive hours is not more than 15 minutes, it will trigger a 15-minute mandatory order not to be dispatched.Because of the modification of this mechanism, his daily working hours were shortened by two hours, his income was reduced by one-third, and the time to go home was two hours earlier than before the mechanism was modified.

If the control mechanism of each online car-hailing platform is similar, then he must drive for [-] hours a day to guarantee the monthly expenses.

But I heard that driver accounts are managed across platforms to avoid accidents caused by fatigued driving.Even without cross-platform management, he is not sure whether he can still successfully register a driver account under the black mark of the consumption restriction order.Moreover, the online car-hailing platform currently affiliated will have to inspect the driver's qualifications every month. The shadow of the untrustworthy executor has always been a thunderbolt in Gu Chenjing's heart.

If the online car-hailing service can't be opened, what kind of job should I change to?In the monthly fixed expenses, the [-] yuan transferred to my mother for interest repayment is indispensable; the rent is [-] yuan per month... If it is not possible, I can only return the house in the community to find a cheaper Tongdian Shared rent; can save money on meals; the car for online car-hailing is a second-hand car rented monthly, should this part of the rent be sent to the mother or kept for emergencies?

"Dong dong dong".

The sound of knocking on the door brought Gu Chenjing, who had been immersed in thinking, back to the ground.After being called out from the trance, Gu Chenjing found himself at the top of the stairs on the 6th floor following his instinct.

The sensor light at the stairway, whose bulb has been replaced, lights up with the sound, but the wattage is too low, and the light emitted is dim and vague.

In this chaotic light, Lin Zhuoguang crossed his legs casually, and leaned against the wall outside the door of the room where the white background was no longer visible.He held the supermarket shopping bag in his left hand, bent his right hand, and continued to make light knocking sounds on the door as if playing.

Looking at Gu Chen, he suddenly showed a boyish smile: "Listen."

In Gu Chenjing's confusion, he knocked out "dongdongdong" again: "does it seem like I'm calling you 'Little Lion'?"

Gu Chenjing looked at his bent fingers and remained silent.

Lin Zhuoguang then continued to knock, boom, boom, boom, boom...

"Don't knock." Gu Chenjing raised his side slightly, and glanced at the closed door next door, "It's too late."

Lin Zhuoguang glanced at the dark painted window next door. The red paint on the old and somewhat decayed wooden window frame had turned dark gray, mottled and scattered, and the dust accumulated on it to form a yellowish yellow.He widened his eyes: "Is there someone living next door to you?"

Gu Chenjing was silent again.

"There are 4 households on your floor, and you live alone?" Lin Zhuoguang twisted a grimace, "Aren't you afraid at night?"

Gu Chenjing raised his eyes, his gaze was calm and unwavering: "What are you afraid of?"

From Gu Chenjing's calm eyes and attitude, Lin Zhuoguang tasted that he was so cheap and out of place.He lowered his head guiltily, looking at the wet concrete floor.

What are you afraid of?What could be worse than falling from a mansion into this gloomy, run-down place?

Is there anything more terrifying than dropping out of a world-class university and driving an online car-hailing car?

What could be more embarrassing and helpless than seeing your former classmates and friends again? horrible?

Lin Zhuoguang didn't even dare to raise his head.

Gu Chenjing seemed to fully understand Lin Zhuoguang's mental state of not daring to look directly at him, so he said softly, "Let's go in and talk."

Lin Zhuoguang's body finally relaxed under Gu Chenjing's calm understanding.

"Little lion, you are really difficult to catch." Lin Zhuoguang's voice was also very soft, like a feather falling in Gu Chenjing's ear.

"Didn't you catch it?" Gu Chenjing opened the door, turned slightly sideways, and made a polite gesture of "please come in".

Lin Zhuoguang walked into the room, and carefully placed the shopping bag he was carrying on the broken coffee table.

"This time I brought apples and a packet of noodles." Lin Zhuoguang turned around and looked at Gu Chenjing with a look of pride expecting praise.

Gu Chenjing leaned slightly and closed the door: "Don't bring anything next time."

"Oh, is there a next time?" Lin Zhuoguang's suspicious voice was intentionally low to let Gu Chenjing hear it, "I always feel unsafe, you are too good at losing contact."

With that said, Lin Zhuoguang approached to the distance where Gu Chenjing could be embraced with one hand.He raised his hand, fumbled in the pocket of Gu Chenjing's coat, and took out Gu Chenjing's cell phone.

"Unlock it, give me a call." Lin Zhuoguang pinched the corner of the phone with the index finger and thumb of his right hand, and slowly shook it in front of Gu Chenjing's eyes, "Is this the phone you use for work? This number won't come suddenly Is it an empty number?"

"Lin Zhuoguang, you are... a bit of a rascal." Gu Chenjing protested weakly.

"No, no, I'm positive." Lin Zhuoguang smiled, then shook his head slightly, "If you resign, will this number not be able to reach you? No, little lion, you have to give me mortgage."

Gu Chenjing's voice was very low: "What I can mortgage, has already been mortgaged."

Lin Zhuoguang was stunned for a moment, deeply feeling the embarrassment of being born cheap again.

He wittily pretended to cough, and said, "You promised me to keep in touch, why have you kept breaking your word and not replying to my messages? Or... I will follow you to and from get off work and live here."

"Here?" Gu Chenjing laughed genuinely, "Here, can you live?"

"Why can't I live in it? The university dormitory is about the same size, right?" Lin Zhuoguang retorted.

"The dormitory where you live in college?" Gu Chenjing asked back.

"I..." Thinking of the apartment on the same street as the school that he bought through Lin Jiyi's operation, Lin Zhuoguang stammered, "I... Anyway, I can live .”

"You..." Gu Chenjing sighed helplessly, "I promise you, I really don't keep in touch."

"Return my WeChat."

"After work."

"If you don't answer, I'll block the door." Lin Zhuoguang spread his hand again, "Give me the phone number."

"I'll send you a WeChat message."

"Pull the hook."

Lin Zhuoguang raised his right hand into the air, with his thumb and little finger raised high.

Gu Chenjing also raised his right hand, thumb and little finger up.

The knuckles of the tail fingers are hooked together, the pads of the thumbs are touching, and the backs of the other three fingers are naturally close together. Lin Zhuoguang smiled brightly: "Pull the hook, stamp."

Gu Chenjing smiled: "You still remember the method of pulling the hook."

"Of course I remember." Lin Zhuoguang didn't let go of his hand, but hooked his little finger a little harder, "Little Lion, I really need your help."

Gu Chenjing struggled lightly, his thumb and the other three fingers were loosened, but Lin Zhuoguang's little finger was still tightly hooked together, he raised his head and looked at Lin Zhuoguang: "I really do I don't need your...help."

"I'm begging you to help me. My grandfather asked me to go to work, and I have to complete a project. If I can't do it well, I will be sent to marry him." Lin Zhuoguang looked at Gu Chenjing secretly, pretending to be wronged, "I don't want to And dear."

"You...let go of your hand first."

Gu Chenjing struggled hard, Lin Zhuoguang was stunned for a moment, said "oh", and spread his little fingers.

After the fingers that originally conveyed warmth to each other separated, cold air took advantage of the gap.Rubbing his hands, Lin Zhuoguang said: "The project to be done is the automatic quartz stone manufacturing system that I mentioned last time that the production equipment has problems, and the classical literature I studied in college..."

Classics?Gu Chenjing looked at Lin Zhuoguang suspiciously.

"I don't love romance, but you also know my grandpa... In short, I will learn from nothing..." Lin Zhuoguang explained weakly.

Gu Chenjing was stunned for a moment, and then smiled softly, the natural ease that Lin Zhuoguang had not seen for a long time in his smile.

This smile boosted Lin Zhuoguang's confidence, and he continued to persuade Gu Chenjing's great cause with a bitter face: "It's nothing to do a poor job and lose face in front of suppliers and employees, but getting married and getting married is not asking me to sell myself For my freedom, for the rest of my life, little lion, please help me."

Gu Chenjing didn't speak, but Lin Zhuoguang felt that he had seen a trace of sympathy for his old classmate who was in desperate situation from Gu Chenjing's eyebrows and eyes.

What does this mean?It means there is drama!

We must take advantage of the victory and pursue it!

Taking a step forward, Lin Zhuoguang held Gu Chenjing's shoulders with both hands, and said in a sad tone, "Little lion, help me, save me."

Gu Chenjing subconsciously pushed Lin Zhuoguang away.

Lin Zhuoguang's heart was so cold that it dropped to the bottom, and "It's over" popped up in his mind, he took a step back, his eyes fell on the crack of the coffee table glass, sad and lonely.

A few seconds later, he heard Gu Chenjing's very soft voice: "OK."