Xiaoyuji and big stars

The author has something to say: transition chapter. .changed some details

In the midsummer of July, the sun wakes up early, and the sun fills the whole room, which looks warm and harmonious.The air conditioner buzzed quietly above the head, and the air-conditioning came in one after another, which was in sharp contrast to the splendor of the room, which seemed to be a bit of a double sky.Just after nine o'clock, the cicadas outside the window couldn't stand the scorching sun, and the sound of cicadas began to pour into their ears one after another.

Shen Mingyu touched the remote control of the air conditioner and raised the room temperature a little.Catching a cold in the scorching sun in midsummer is really a major hardship in life.Fortunately, the reporter didn't need to be on duty, so he was able to recuperate at home and wait for an external interview assignment to be sent before going out.

Shen Mingyu turned into a slug, and the small trash can on the table was filled for the third time. He rubbed the red tip of his nose, and got up to empty the trash can with a painful expression on his face.Just after the trash can was emptied, there were several knocks on the door, followed by the sound of the lock being unlocked.

? ?Shen Mingyu asked questions in his head, and before he had time to turn his snot-smeared brain, he saw his landlord classmate open the door and come in with a dejected expression.

"Hey? Why are you here at this time?" Shen Mingyu was holding a trash can in his hand, and was still wearing pajamas. He looked sick, his face was full of shock at this moment, and he said a few lumpy words with difficulty. .

"I can't get through to you, I thought you were not at home... have a cold?" Seeing that Shen Mingyu was at home, the landlord was also surprised.

"Well," Shen Mingyu wiped his nose with a piece of paper again, and touched the phone. Sure enough, there were several missed calls on it. "Maybe I accidentally pressed the mute button just now... Don't you have to go to work today?"

"I'm divorced, I don't want to go to bed." The landlord sat down on the sofa and sighed twice, "I have to live here for a while."

Shen Mingyu was first shocked by the first few words, and then after hearing the second half of the sentence, he suddenly understood that he could not live in this house.However, depending on others, it is uncertain who will fall on this matter. Apart from feeling a little troublesome in his heart, he accepted the news quite calmly. Unable to bear it, he asked, "What's the matter? Didn't you do well in school?"

"I've been cuckolded," the landlord lay crookedly on the sofa and put a pillow on his face, his voice was muffled, "It's okay to leave, I can't live anymore." He told him from the side After a while, his tragic love history was interspersed with countless sighs and sighs. Shen Mingyu had never experienced it personally, so he could only listen carefully from the side, nodding his head occasionally to comfort him.

In a short time, a layer of toilet paper was spread on the bottom of the small trash can. Shen Mingyu got up and poured him a cup of hot water, then scratched his hair in embarrassment: "I made a room full of viruses..."

"It's all right," the landlord said dryly, picked up the water glass and drank it all in one gulp, then waved his hands nonchalantly, "I just need a serious illness right now."

"..."

The two of them had a good relationship in college, and the landlord occasionally came to visit when they were free.Seeing his friend's miserable face, Shen Mingyu also felt a little stuck in his heart, and wanted to comfort him with a few words, but his pronunciation was difficult, and the words he uttered felt like a pitted concrete floor, and he was interrupted by the landlord before he could say a few words :

"Ming Yu, it's better not to talk... hearing your voice makes me panic even more."

"..." Shen Mingyu shut up obediently, took out a blanket for him from the closet, and tidied up the bed, letting him sleep on the bed for a while.

The landlord probably didn't sleep well all night, and he started snoring after lying on the bed for a while.

After Shen Mingyu finished revising the manuscript, he opened the renting website again, thinking to find a new renting place as soon as possible, otherwise two big men squeezed into such a small room, even if the landlord didn't mind, he felt sorry for it.What's more, sometimes he has to rush to draft in the middle of the night, which is inconvenient.

After surviving the first and middle stages of the runny cold, Shen Mingyu's throat started to move again. Taking advantage of the fact that the cough hadn't fully developed for the past two days, he seized the time to visit a few houses, and during this time, he ran a few more and didn't need to make a sound. press conference.

While running under the sun, he felt that the cold virus in his body was fermenting. "Get well soon..." He twitched his nose, which was still blocked, thinking, the cold is too painful.

Fortunately, the house was quickly confirmed, not far from the newspaper office, but this time I was not lucky enough to rent a small apartment for one person. I only found a single room and shared a living room with two other tenants.

After running around for a few days, on Friday night, I was finally free.Unexpectedly, his throat started to itch, and he couldn't stop coughing. He sat on the sofa with a cup of hot water in his arms, and swallowed water to suppress it.The table is full of medicine boxes, everything you need to treat your nose, throat, and cough.

After turning off the lights, he and the landlord were head-to-head.The two mobile phones emitted a faint white light in the dark. These two people lived and ate together these days, and they were pregnant with the nostalgic ones. Quiet, no one said a word, seize the last moment before going to bed and swipe the phone twice.

Shen Mingyu and Jiang Lin said good night to each other, put the mobile phone next to the pillow, and only then noticed the snoring on the other end.He turned on his side, set up his sleeping position and prepared to go to sleep, who knew that it was okay just lying flat, this sideways movement did not know which nerve was disturbed, and there seemed to be a catkin in his throat, scratching his heart and lungs, he tried He coughed twice, but didn't touch the itchy place, but the feeling became more intense.

Worried about not waking up the people around him, he gripped the blanket tightly in his hand, his short nails were almost embedded in his palm, but the itchy feeling didn't mean to stop at all, it climbed up bit by bit along the nerves, every nerve ending They all seemed to be covered with little ants, and they were so itchy that they couldn't help themselves.

His body curled up into a shrimp shape, his eyelids were closed tightly, and he swallowed deeply.

It's still itchy, unstoppable itching, I wish I could stretch my hand down my throat and scratch it twice.

Finally unable to hold on anymore, Shen Mingyu ran to the bathroom on the balcony and closed the door, and then he dared to let out his voice and coughed heart-piercingly, and finally felt a little stopped.He supported the sink with one hand, and relaxed his whole body. Just now, he felt that the corners of his eyes were a little wet. He thought it was because he held back too hard just now, and the tears couldn't be controlled by his brain, and he didn't know when they would flow out.

He walked out of the bathroom lightly, poured himself a cup of hot water, sat on the sofa, and planned to move out tomorrow no matter what he said: his allergic cough was an old problem, and he didn't know how much more he would have to cough Genius can be more agile, it is more convenient to move out as soon as possible.

He found out the cough medicine by the light of his mobile phone, stuffed two more into his stomach, and felt that the itching just now had passed, so he lay down and went to sleep in peace.Fortunately, the person next to him was soundly asleep, even if Shen Mingyu tossed and tossed beside him for a while, he just turned over rustlingly, and then there was the sound of heavy breathing again.

In the past two days, he had a bad cold and went out to look at the house when he had time. His schedule was full, but it was no longer like before. When he was free, his mind began to be filled with Jiang Lin.That's fine, Shen Mingyu closed his eyes and thought in the dark night, maybe Jiang Lin and him really need to calm down, this relationship is developing too fast.

He understood that Jiang Lin and his relationship were completely different from beginning to end.His feelings are like a trickle. He has experienced an ignorant crush in middle and high school, and then he has been in college for four years. He has been silently witnessing him from being young and apathetic back then to being calm and thoughtful now, although there are more than three years in between. , but I always feel that I have been with Jiang Lin for a long time, so that the trickle has merged into an ocean without knowing it, and Jiang Lin's casual words can make my heart churn.

But to Jiang Lin, he was just a good bed partner after a dewy relationship, and he even developed from a friend with benefits.Shen Mingyu thought, this feeling is probably in the eyes of others, and no matter what, it is not very tenable.And these other people probably included Jiang Lin and Cai Heng.

So these days, he has been persuading himself not to always try to figure out Jiang Lin's thoughts from his own standpoint.

The secret love that he thought was hopeless seven years ago became a reality, Xu Shijiang Lin didn't understand how precious this relationship was to him.

Shen Mingyu was just thinking wildly in the dark night, and there was a sound of deep breathing from the other side of the bed, which sounded a little hypnotic, and he fell asleep without knowing it.

Early the next morning, he went out to buy breakfast, and when he came back, the landlord had already woken up and was coming out of the bathroom after washing up:

"Wake up so early?"

"Well," Shen Mingyu put his breakfast on the table, and then went to find the bowl and chopsticks in the cupboard: "I've found a house in the past few days, and I plan to pack it up today and move there."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" The landlord came over to help him pour his breakfast into a plate. "It's good to be a companion."

"There is also a rush to pay the rent, everything is complete, just move in." Shen Mingyu saw that it was almost cleaned up, and sat down by the table to pick up chopsticks: "Don't disturb your sleep by rushing to draft in the middle of the night for a few days."

Hearing what he said, the landlord also nodded.His house was full of painful memories as soon as he entered it, and it was already hung up in the agency. He thought that he would live in this small house for a long time in the future, and it would be a matter of time before Shen Mingyu moved out, so he didn't say anything more.

After breakfast, Shen Mingyu started to tidy up the house.He doesn't have too many scattered things. The house is small, and I feel depressed when I put too many things, so the small things are all put in one box, and I haven't taken them out for a year.

Clothes, quilts and other bulky items are all sorted into the box, even if the main event is busy.Shen Mingyu asked the landlord to rest aside, and dragged out the box under the bed by himself.

After Jiang Lin left last time, he felt exhausted, and he didn't arrange the photos properly, so he carried them directly into the box, and pushed it under the bed without closing the lid. He took it out and weighed it carefully for a while, but couldn't find Shen Mingyu after searching for a long time, finally asked the answer, and then smacked his lips and lamented the eighteen changes of the male university.

Just as he was about to put the photo back, he swept his eyes and saw the person who punched the hole in the middle of the top row again: "Hey? Why does this person look so much like that Jiang Lin?"

Shen Mingyu was sealing the box at this time, and he didn't raise his head after hearing this: "That's Jiang Lin."

"Huh?" The landlord was shocked for a while, and he didn't say anything for a long time. Suddenly, he felt that a celebrity was very close to him: "You and Jiang Lin are classmates?"

"Senior, you are several years older than me."

"So amazing?" The landlord was not in a hurry to put the photo back for a while, and then held it in his hand for a while to look at it, and then leaned over and said, "Hey, is there any black material? My ex-wife is a fan of his brain, tell me pissed her off."

"..." Shen Mingyu straightened up with his back, wiped the sweat from his forehead, leaned over to look at the photo, and said simply and neatly: "No."

"Is there always something going on in the school?" The landlord looked unwilling: "I heard that none of these celebrities can worry about it when they are in school. Once they are exposed, they will be sure."

Hey, hello... Are you Yuji or I am Yuji, Shen Mingyu looked helpless, he packed everything up, went to the refrigerator, took two bottles of cold drinks, handed one to the landlord, and sat on the sofa by himself Take a sip and drink:

"As for Jiang Lin, if you throw him in a crowd, you can pick him out at a glance; if you look at him, you don't want to look at others anymore; girls and boys in junior high and high school are rushing to strike up a conversation with him, and there is no one who can't help but talk to him. Seeing that he and the people around him blushed, he seems to have a good personality; he is one of the few people in our school's art class who made it to the first line, and finally entered the x-play; whether it is playing basketball on the playground or on the stage Singing, there are a lot of little girls screaming below."

Shen Mingyu took a sip of his drink, and glanced at the landlord: "How can such a person who grew up eating watermelon tips have any scandals?"

The landlord was at a loss for words, and held back for a long time before saying, "Do you know each other?"

"No," Shen Mingyu put down his drink, touched his phone to call the moving company, and shrugged helplessly at the landlord: "I know him, but he doesn't know me."