The life of a vegetative cup

The soft sunlight in the corridor shines through the slightly open window, and the breeze blows gently. The man by the window sits quietly in the wheelchair. He slightly lowers his eyes to look at the books spread out on his lap. Fingers gently caressed the pages of the book.

The warm light dyed the man's always pale face with blood, his slender eyelashes cast a light shadow on the skin under his eyes, quiet and elegant, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, with a gentleness that makes people approachable, It is even more distant and smooth.

It seems as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind.Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising from the morning glow; when observing it by force, it is as bright as a flower coming out of Lubo.

I carefully inspected my current pose through the reflection of the glass from the corner of my eye, squinted my eyes slightly, and gave Jian Mingxi, a literati appearance, a score of 95 in my heart.

The rest of the points were deducted because this skinny, skinny old man couldn't dig out even a little of the mighty domineering arrogance of the old men, and he was completely a war scum.

Hey.

Hey hey hey.

Hey Hey Hey……

Maintaining an elegant and holy form, he flipped a page of the book lightly, and waited quietly for a while, before hearing a voice of surprise and joy.

"Axi? Why are you here?"

Trying hard to restrain the corners of my mouth that could not help but rise even more, I slowly turned my head towards the place where the voice came from, and smiled: "Lulu."

Ye Lu was standing not far away holding a large stack of copy papers. In her big beautiful eyes, if I hadn't been narcissistic and misunderstood, there would definitely be a flash of surprise!

certainly!Even Lao Tzu, a big man, tried to pose himself just now, and was dazed when he saw the picturesque scene he figured out!

Jian Mingxi, Jian Mingxi, you said that you have such a handsome face and such a strong temperament, if you don't seduce little girls, it would be a waste of talent for your mother to give birth to you!

I closed the book with a gentle smile, pushed the wheelchair towards Ye Lu, stopped in front of her who was still staring at me blankly, and raised my hands: "I'll do it."

Ye Lu was brought back to her senses by me, she hugged the things in her hand tightly again, and smiled playfully with a wink: "Here you are? Do you have the strength to carry these? Don't underestimate them, they are heavy."

After all, who underestimated whom? Can you move Lao Tzu even if you are a woman?

But the facts speak louder than words. It was really easy to put this stack of papers away before. As for now, maybe I really don’t have the strength to lift it up.

So I could only purse my lips and smile, raised my hand and patted my thigh: "Put it here." Of course, if you are really afraid that I will be tired, I don't have any objections to sitting on it with the paper in your arms.

Ye Lu laughed again, and Kawaii's little dimple appeared: "It won't press you down?" After I shook my head, she put the paper on my lap without any pretense.

Then the next moment, she walked behind me and pushed my wheelchair, giggling: "Come on, let's help each other!"

I like straightforward girls!

After walking a few steps quietly, Ye Lu asked, "Ah Xi has been sitting in a wheelchair, is there something wrong with his legs?"

I pressed my hands on the copy paper to prevent them from tilting, and said in a low voice: "It happened, a car accident." After a pause, "It's in progress, recovering."

"It will be fine." Ye Lu lowered her head and looked at me, her big eyes were full of sincerity, and her tone was full of firmness, "Ah Xi will be able to stand up and walk by himself soon!"

I kept my head down for a while, then looked up at Ye Lu again.

He slightly bent his eyes, twitched his lower eyelashes, slowly pursed his lips and smiled slightly, and the warm and peaceful magnetic field swung out layer by layer, releasing the ultimate killer move!

Baibuchuanxin Smile San!

So close!See if you haven't handed in your guns and surrendered!

Hahahaha...

This move has been painstakingly studied by Lao Tzu and tested by Zhao Niehu's practice. It will never fail again and again!

Even if I poured all the hot soup on him, the beast would be stunned by this smile for a moment, and then endured the burns and supported the back of my head the next moment, sighed and kissed me hard.

With his thousand-year practice, he still can't escape the temptation of Jian Mingxi's beauty, let alone you, a pure and kind little girl.

Sure enough, Ye Lu couldn't resist such an extremely profound aesthetic offensive, she was stunned for a while, her face was flushed with blush, then she hurriedly stood up straight and took several deep breaths.

Pushing the wheelchair and walking quickly for a few steps, Ye Lu lowered her head again. Although her face was flushed, she tried her best to face me with a serious face and said: "Ah Xi, I will give you a piece of advice, don't laugh like that in the future. It's gone." After a pause, his tone became more serious, "At least you can't smile like that to strangers!"

I slapped my chest like a gorilla in my heart and laughed wildly, but I still maintained a calm and gentle face, pretending to be stunned by what she said, and asked suspiciously: "Why, what?"

"It will make people have the urge to turn into a wolf!" Ye Lu sighed, seeming to be indignant, "If it wasn't for the girl, I would have jumped on it."

Haha, go ahead, go ahead, just follow my heart, I have no opinion at all!

But of course the expression at this time can't reflect the real situation in my heart, so I should just look funny and shake my head helplessly.

"Hey, don't believe me!" Ye Lu said anxiously, "If you laugh again, I will chase you!"

Of course I have to keep laughing!Just saying this to you makes me laugh too!

After loading the copy paper next to the printer, and storing the rest in the cabinet, I was escorted all the way to Cui Zhao's office by a few young people whistling and Ye Lu pouted. Seeing the empty room inside, Ye Lu asked in surprise, "Where's the boss? Why isn't he here?"

"It seems that there is something, and I went out."

Ye Lu was silent for a while, then lowered her head to look at me: "You went out to find me because you were alone?"

I lowered my eyes, touched the book on my lap, and smiled.

"Ah."

Ye Lu glanced at me again, turned her head to avoid the sight of me looking up at her, and blushed: "Then, then I will accompany you until the boss comes back?"

I didn't speak right away.

One stretch and one relaxation, one tight and one loose are the truth.

I'm too impatient, what should she do if she thinks I'm frivolous?

Although Grandpa is indeed very frivolous.

Pushing the wheelchair, I moved under the well-lit window, and looked back at Ye Lu who was looking at me with her lips pursed because she didn't hear the answer. I smiled and waved, pointing to the swivel chair beside me: "Come here."

Ye Lu laughed immediately, seeing my big bright eyes, beautiful and cute, and the dimple on my right cheek also appeared.

I opened the book and continued to read, always remembering to maintain a "concise and Greek style" elegant and peaceful temperament. Ye Lu also moved a chair and sat next to me, took a magazine and began to flip through it. After a long period of silence, she Then he carefully moved his seat, and moved a little closer to me.

I pretended not to look at the pages of the book, and stayed there for a while, Ye Lu's arm also touched mine, and it was still a little stiff.

She raised her head and looked at her, while Ye Lu was looking at the big tree trunk outside the window with fluttering eyes at this time, she just didn't turn her head to look at me, I smiled softly, made a little noise, and sure enough, I saw her His face turned red with a "shua".

It turns out that you were so thin-skinned at times. I thought you were quite bold when you rushed into the office with a cup of coffee that day.

I lowered my head again and squinted my eyes slightly. The timing this time was really perfect!

With a smile on his lips, is my spring finally here?

Bahahahahaha...

Sitting quietly and leisurely in Cui Zhao's office, with the sun, the breeze, and the beauty, I suppressed my temper and maintained patience, pretending to be elegant and gentle, and deeply experienced what it means to simmer slowly and pure and beautiful youthful love sprouts.

I don't know how long it took, but Ye Lu's head finally tended to move to my shoulder. My breathing was slightly short, and when I was desperately trying to suppress the joyous impulse of screaming and screaming, I suddenly heard an old man. sound.

"Cough cough."

Ye Lu obviously didn't notice anyone coming in, so she was startled at this moment, and hurriedly stood up, after seeing clearly the person standing at the door holding the doorknob, she immediately greeted with a smile: "Old Zheng, why are you here?" As he spoke, he hurried forward to help him take the paper bag in his hand.

A 70-[-]-year-old, hale and radiant old man smiled and handed the bag in his hand to Ye Lu: "The manuscript is finished, bring it to Cui Zhao."

Ye Lu laughed and said, "Why did you make this trip in person? Just call us and ask us to get it."

The old man still smiled kindly: "Idle at home is also idle." Then he turned his head and looked at me, "Who is this?"

I looked at this old bastard who appeared suddenly and disturbed my love fortune with a stiff face, wishing to push him out with a palm and smash his old nose with the door, Ye Lu took a look at me, blushed, and then quickly Slowing down the temperature, he introduced with a smile: "This is our boss' friend, Jian Mingxi."

"Oh."

"Axi, this is Mr. Zheng. The new book will be published by the boss' publishing house."

With a tight smile on my face, I politely said, "Old Zheng."

Lao Wang Ba smiled and nodded.

"Our boss has something to go out, Mr. Zheng, sit down first, I'll make you a cup of tea." Ye Lu smiled and then looked at me and blinked. After seeing me nodding, she turned and closed the door and left.

Old bastard went to the side of the sofa and sat down to look at me. I was friends with that slut anyway. I have to treat his customers politely, so even if I don’t want to, I have to push the wheelchair at this time. Past pleasantries.

What's more, I am still a five-good young man who respects the old and loves the young.

"Old Zheng, too, Chinese?" In fact, this sentence is completely nonsense, you can tell from his appearance, just to test the old man's background and identity, then you have to quote one sentence, "Why, come, America?"

Lao Wang Ba was still smiling, "I came with my son, and I have immigrated for almost 20 years."

It turned out to be an overseas Chinese. "Your son is really amazing." I smiled, "You are also amazing. You can write books."

The old bastard smiled and glanced at the book on my lap: "Little Jane also likes to read? Sherlock Holmes... detective novels?"

I nodded and smiled. I don’t like it, I don’t like it very much, and I hate it. I was forced to read 80% of the books I grew up with, especially textbooks and reference books.

The one on my lap was the one that Cui Zhaolin threw to me before leaving the door so that I could practice my tongue when I had nothing to do, so that I would be tired of jumping out word by word in front of him every day.

Damn it, I'm not free yet, you're annoyed endlessly.

God knows, since I got this broken book, I haven't been able to read a single page.

It's all in English, who the hell is interested in doing reading comprehension in a bunch of tadpole texts?Isn't the pain I suffered for more than ten years not enough?

Moreover, this old man is really familiar with himself, so he directly went to Xiao Jian.

"Old Zheng, write, what book?"

Passed the novel on his lap to the old man, the old man took it and turned it over, and said with a smile: "It's really a coincidence today, the old man also wrote detective novels."

"..."

I closed my eyes and was silent for a moment, then raised my smile again, and said in surprise: "That's, really, amazing, writing this kind of book, it will be very, tiring." Logical thinking and imagination are very clear, of course, this Just my one-sided speculation.

"No, it's fun," the old man continued to read the novel with a smile, and looked at me again, with a kind of enthusiasm in his eyes that made me shiver, "Think about it, you usually face people. , if you want to deceive, you can only deceive one by one, and you can only deceive a limited number of people in your social circle. Your brain may not be enough for a while. But if you write this in words, you will have a chance to deceive the whole world. People who have reached the book, and I can still be the master of their thoughts."

"..."

"You don't know this feeling, let me give you an analogy." The old man stood up, and pushed me towards Cui Zhao's desk regardless of my wishes, seeing that he was quite old and strong. Not too small.

The old man took a random piece of paper from a pile of things and motioned for me to watch him start drawing: "Let's write a book, it's like digging such a big hole, and put fragrant bait in it," a big circle Show up, plus... a drumstick? "Just wait for those idiots, all those thumping and thumping ones will jump in," many villains appeared in the circle in all directions, "If you put a big pit into a small pit, and a small pit into an old pit, there will still be mud in the pit, mud The bottom is still a pit,"...a bunch of circles, and piles...why do I look like poop? Could it be that my thoughts are too dirty...

"Without my last redemption," said a big fork, "they can't come back up again after they go down," the old man smiled and looked up at me, "This is so much fun."

Oops……

I said, sir, are you writing detective novels to attract readers with suspense, or are you building concentration camps to torture people mentally?

Redemption... How on earth are you going to torment people?

Just tell me the truth, you are not Chinese but a fascist, right?

The old man guessed that he saw me twitching and looking at the picture he had drawn, so he patted my shoulder and said with a smile, "Young man, what do you think?"

"..."

"Don't you feel that you have cheated a lot of people, watching them jump and jump, cry and scream, laugh and make trouble in the pit you dug?"

Uncle, I know, you are definitely a member of the Axis powers. To be honest, did you always go abroad earlier? With this rich experience, you probably participated in massacres and burials decades ago?

But...it's really exciting.

Can fool a lot of people...

Could it be that even Zhao Niehu's thousand-year-old beast can be fooled?

Hey, hey, hey...

The possibility is so fucking cool!

Let him never climb up in Lao Tzu's pit... Let Lao Tzu beat him, torture him...

Little boy, let's see if you dare to challenge the master!

Thinking of my failure last time, I was furious. You said that no one saw that I was pretending, so why are you a wicked animal with unparalleled eyesight! !

It makes me wish I could bite you to death!

But... have I ever failed?

Why do you suddenly feel as if you have lost to that beast once?Which time did I pretend to let him find out?

That's weird, why can't I remember?

Zheng Hongye walked out of the towering building slowly, walked along the intersection of the road for a while, and then turned a corner. Sure enough, he saw a man in a white shirt and black trousers standing in the alley with his hands in his pockets and his back leaning against the wall. She lowered her eyes quietly and looked at the cigarette that was slightly raised on one side of her body and held in the tip of the other finger.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the other party raised his head to see the person coming, and stood up straight. He threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground and crushed it with his feet, and walked over: "Doctor Zheng."

Zheng Hongye smiled, and seemed to be able to guess the emotions hidden under his calm expression: "Don't worry, that kid is very smart and sensitive, and he is a little wary of me, but judging from the chat, he is still very talented. Maybe it's because of a brain injury, and the perspective of seeing things is very different from that of normal people."

Zhao Juntong was silent for a moment before he breathed a sigh of relief: "Thanks for your hard work, Dr. Zheng, I will transfer the money to your account..."

Zheng Hongye interrupted Zhao Juntong with a wave of his hand, and looked at him disapprovingly: "You young people, you always talk about money, as if you can't do anything without money in this world. I like that kid very much, and I'm planning to Take an apprentice, if you ask me for money again, this matter will be avoided."

Zhao Juntong was startled, then bent slightly: "Sorry, I was reckless."

Zheng Hongye patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's good to be able to correct the mistakes, but," a sneer flashed in his wise eyes, "Is this really good? He has the ability to fly into the sky, and now you I gave him wings, what if he flies far away, his heart grows high, and he can no longer catch him?"

Zhao Juntong was quiet for a long time before he laughed at himself.

"I've already broken his wings once."

After he finished speaking, he said again: "Doctor Zheng, I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first." After saying that, he bowed again, stood up and straightened his back, and walked towards another direction in the alley.

Zheng Hongye looked at the back of Zhao Juntong who was walking away and smiled: "Young people, you only know how to cherish after you lose it, but you don't know that happiness needs to be grasped by yourself. If you give up on yourself and don't think about making progress, how can you get yourself? Want something?"

Zhao Juntong paused, but did not speak. He just took steady steps and walked out of the alley step by step.