I who pretended to be a bully have feline sequelae

After leaving Li Yanran's house, Wen Yu was still in a heavy heart and couldn't get out.

After entering the door, she didn't turn on the light, and squatted down in the hallway, tightly clutching the clothes on her chest with her right hand, as if she could suppress the soreness and pain rising from the depths of her body.

She gritted her teeth and cried quietly. Tears flowed presumptuously on her cheeks, but she could not let out a sob.

It seems that every year when this day comes, her body starts to reject the heart.

This is your stolen heart, plop... plop... it seemed to be telling her so.

I don't know how long it took until she squatted until her legs became numb, and she seemed to feel better.

Wen Yu wiped away tears, stood up, took the white chrysanthemum that Wen Ziyang put in the living room, and walked up to the top floor of the house with both hands.

There, their family reserved a "seat" for Yan Hao.

Wen Yu replaced the bouquet of flowers that were still dripping with water, wiped the frame of the photo, "Hi, I just came back to celebrate your sister's birthday."

……

After staying on the top floor for half an hour, Wen Yu came down, dragged his exhausted body and mind to take a shower, and his whole body was exhausted.

It was a particularly long day, which seemed to bring together all the coincidences and chaos that would happen throughout the month.

She just wants to jump on the bed now and have a good sleep.

As soon as the mouse was moved to the power off button, a Q·Q phone pop-up window suddenly popped up.

"My Cao!" She touched her frightened heart and saw who was calling, "Qiu?"

She remembered that in the private message on Weibo, Qiu had read to her alone.

Isn't that the way of thinking?

Looking at the time, it's exactly twelve o'clock.

"It's quite time-consuming."

Seeing that no one picked up for a long time, a message was sent over there.

Qiu: Take it.

Wen Yu tucked his fingers in, and the mouse hovered over the buttons, neither clicking nor clicking.

q·q is not good at this point, she can't pretend that she is not online, and it would be a bit too pretentious to hide now.

She picked up the Bluetooth headset on the side, connected it, and clicked the button, feeling a little nervous subconsciously.

So far, she and Qiu have only connected to each other in the game, and this is the first time they have called in private.

But she did lose the bet, and she had no reason to refuse.

The professional ethics of the anchor is reflected at this time.

"Hello? Ruanrou."

I don't know if the quality of the earphones is too good, but I always feel that this person's voice is close to the ear. Her voice is low, and it is a bit magnetic, which makes Wen Yu's ears numb. Her face burned, and she responded slightly. One sound.

"Which book do you want me to read to you, I'll look online now." She found that her voice was a little hoarse, and cleared her throat quickly, "Sorry, I'm not in a particularly good state today, if you mind, let's change the time? "

"..." There was silence for a while, "Crying?"

Wen Yu's hands on the keyboard, which were about to enter text into Baidu, paused, and her breathing rate was almost disturbed by her words.

"Um……"

Perhaps because the other party was a stranger who couldn't be touched through the network cable, Wen Yu didn't choose to hide it.

"why."

She asked very straightforwardly, and for a plain masked person, it was considered a pass.

But maybe it was Wen Yu's intermittent goodwill towards the other party during this period of time, which made her feel no displeasure.

"Today is the anniversary of the death of a friend."

"Mm." Qiu's tone was very calm, without the exaggeration and shock as imagined, "Thank you?"

The other party is like a calm and calm elder, a few simple words can make you have a good impression of trust in her.

Wen Yu nodded, remembering that the other party couldn't see, he responded again.

"Are you tired?"

"I'm so tired..."

When she said this, Wen Yu had thrown off her slippers and thrown her body on the mattress. Because of her lying posture, she spoke in a lazy and tired voice, "A lot of things happened today, one thing is connected One thing, when I think about it now, I think I had a long dream."

Although today is Yan Xun's birthday, it is not a happy day for her, so Wen Yu wants to be by her side, bear the burden together, and create another piece of happiness for her.

Yan Xun would find a way to run away from home every day.

Yan Hao is the most satisfactory "work" of the mother. After his death, the mother can only pin her hopes on Yan Xun.

She is a hundred times stricter than other parents in urging Yan Xun to study. Once his grades slip slightly, Yan Xun will be punished severely by her.

She often uses Yan Hao as the standard to ask Yan Xun.

"If it was your brother, he would have been admitted to the experimental class a long time ago."

"If it was your brother, the scholarship would be able to offset the tuition fee."

"If it was your brother, he would definitely not be so unconscious and useless like you."

Yan Xun told Wen Yu that she felt that if her mother could choose a child to die in that car accident, she would definitely choose herself, and exchange this naughty daughter for her perfect and excellent son.

Maybe my mother once resented that because of her birthday, my brother skipped class to build that car.

After Yan Hao died, no one remembered her birthday anymore, they only remembered that this day was Yan Hao's death day.

They would get up early in the morning to visit the grave, put Yan Hao's photo on the dining table, pretend that he was still alive, make a table of delicious food for him, and finish eating with him.

On this day, laughter was not allowed in their house, they had to wear black clothes, and their mother would scold them for speaking too loudly.

Yan Xun felt too depressed, so he couldn't stand it and ran out.

Wen Yu knew this, knew her suffering, her pain, so he decided that he had the responsibility to accompany her and help her.

Li Yanran described her as a serious crime, and felt that she owed Yan Xun everything.

In front of Li Yanran, Wen Yu just smiled and fooled her, but she knew that was what she thought in her heart.

"It will be a good dream, no matter how long it lasts." Qiu Fang said in a soft voice, speaking every word very slowly.

Wen Yu put his palms on his ears, as if he could clearly capture every vibration and tone produced by the other party's speech.

At this time, she really wanted to grab someone and hug him tightly for a while, but at this time Qiu's deep voice was the best companion.

"I said before, do you sound like one of my classmates?"

Song Qiulin paused with her fingers scratching the cat's chin, and her calm eyes fluctuated. She forced her voice to remain calm, pretending to be ignorant, "No, but you can tell me about her."

A smile appeared on the corner of Wen Yu's mouth unconsciously, and his hoarse voice became much lighter, "She is the first friend I made."

"Yeah." The person at the other end responded slightly, and asked, "What about the appearance and personality, do you like it?"

"Which one do you like?"

"Anything counts."

"Well... that's what I like." Wen Yu turned over and thought about it carefully.

Song Qiulin's breath stopped, and he waited for her next words.

"Because she's a nice person." Not only did she think of something, but Wen Yu's eyes glowed with warmth, "Whether it's good for studies or sports, although her personality is a little cold, she still loves to help others."

The cat in her arms rubbed its head to offer Song Qiulin's hand, she smiled dotingly, and put her index finger to its mouth to let it hold it and nibble, she seemed to be in a good mood.

"That's not bad, this friend is worth it." As long as the skin is thick enough, even boasting about oneself is not modest.

"Qiu, sometimes I feel that you are very much like my mother. I mean, if my mother hadn't been so irritable, she would probably be similar to you."

"How to say?"

"Don't you think your tone is very mature?"

Song Qiulin raised his eyebrows on the phone, "Are you saying I'm old?"

"No, no, no! Old! It's not old! It means mature!" Wen Yu explained anxiously, "Praise you!"

"Why are you so careless?" Song Qiulin found it funny when she heard her hasty tone, and suppressed her voice, "I'm just joking."

"That's good." Wen Yu exhaled.

"If I really care about it, I will care about it when I know that you marked me as 'Aunt Qiu'."

"..."

Wen Yu chatted with Qiu just like this. She didn't know when she closed her eyes. It seemed that she heard the other party say good night before going to bed, and she opened her mouth to reply.

Song Qiulin sat on the wicker chair until midnight, not because she couldn't fall asleep, but because she rarely wanted to.

The person on the other end of the phone said good night in a daze, and then fell asleep unprepared. There was a very rhythmic breathing sound next to his ear, which became longer and longer, and made people feel more at ease and soft in their hearts.

The moon was shining brightly outside the window, Song Qiulin lowered his head, kissed the sleeping cat's head lightly in his arms, and then stroked its back vigorously and gently.

"No worries." She said softly.

Of course, this was the person on the other end of the phone.

……

After agreeing to resume the live broadcast, Wen Yu woke up early.

Li Yanran was shocked when she saw her online, and hurried to join in the fun under her live broadcast room.

[Li Yanran: Hey, this sleepy bastard is rushing to do the live broadcast so early, and the sun is coming out from the west? 】

Wen Yu clicked his tongue, "You talk too much, go back and play your game, and win two more while the elementary school students are still sleeping."

[Li Yanran: That's not necessarily the case, elementary school students get up quite early now, well, isn't there one already. 】

"Cao! Li Yanran! Are you hurting me?"

[Li Yanran: Swearing is not allowed in the live broadcast!The housekeeper doesn't care about you anyway. 】

Wen Yu: "Come on, Miss Housing Manager, help me get this troublesome thing out."

【Ah ah ah ah ah!Baby Ruanruan is finally willing to come back! 】

[I thought you forgot the OM number password, heartbreaker! 】

【A day without seeing is like three autumns. In these nine autumns, Miss Hua waited until you became an old woman before you came. 】

【What has Ruan Ruan been doing these days? We thought you eloped with Lao Li. 】

Wen Yu quickly comforted, "Isn't this coming early to make amends?"

"Also, my asking for leave has nothing to do with Li Yanran. She steals her laziness, so I ask for mine."

Li Yanran:? ? ?Is it lazy if I help you write the test paper and fight until midnight?

[Okay, okay, Ruanruan has clarified everything, don't doubt it. 】

[srds, Old Li is very good, but I prefer Qiu hahahaha. 】

[Boss Qiu left a message on Ruansoft Weibo last night, are the two hooking up now! 】

There is a barrage ready to move.

[Do you want to eat chicken today! 】

[There was no one in the morning, Ruan Ruan played two rounds. 】

There is really no need to do AS·MR in the morning, but eat chicken?

"Let me play backgammon, and when did you like to watch the live broadcast of eating chicken?" Wen Yu stretched out his finger, "Eating chicken is a technical job, you can find Lao Li next door, I won't blame you for empathy."

[It's Boss Qiu!Boss Qiu started live streaming! 】

[We want to see you having chicken with Boss Qiu! 】

[Qiu Ruan cp revived in situ! 】

Wen Yu stopped what he was doing, turned the barrage back, stared at that bar and read it carefully again.

"Qiu started the live broadcast?"

【Report! ! ! ! !Boss Qiu was broadcast 1 minute ago! 】

【Ah ah ah ah ah!I'm going to Boss Qiu's place, if you said Ruan Ruan, don't blame me for empathizing with someone else! 】