bad derailment

In order to distract my attention, my eyes scanned the room aimlessly until I landed on the bedside table on one side, and a book with a bookmark was quietly placed beside the desk lamp.

I reached out to pick it up, looked at the cover quite unexpectedly, and read out the name on it, "Actor's artistic language...basic skills? When did you start reading this kind of book and plan to change careers as an actor?"

I asked him half in jest and half out of accident.

The slender hand pulled the book away from the side, Gu Mingsheng said calmly: "I saw it in the bookstore, and I thought the cover design was very good, so I bought it."

This explanation sounds far-fetched, but it is not surprising when it comes to Gu Mingsheng. I nodded knowingly, "No wonder."

For a long time, Gu Mingsheng's eyes can only accept abstract pictures. Once they are converted into words, the translation software will be garbled and strike.When he was a student, his worst subjects were back-to-back subjects such as political Chinese, while I was just the opposite.

Words are the best stimulant for my brain. We always don't understand each other in this area, so I was quite surprised that he also had a day of reading books on his own initiative.

"Since you bought it, you have to read it. Don't always give up halfway like before." I breathed out, closed my eyes and pulled the quilt up to my chin. "What time are you going to bed?"

Gu Mingsheng put the book back and lowered the volume, "After a while, are you sleepy?"

"A bit."

In fact, I don't want to see Gu Mingsheng's body anymore, so I can only choose to keep out of sight and out of mind.

"I'm going to bed too, and I have to get up early tomorrow."

After the voice fell, the light went off with a 'snap', he said "good night" to me, and the voice of Low Magneto diffused in the darkness.

In the early morning of the next day, a sumptuous breakfast was already on the table when I came out. Even though it was the simplest meal of the day, Gu Mingsheng prepared it with extra care.

I unceremoniously took a bite of the sandwich, turned on the phone that had been on and off all night, and the first thing that popped up was Chen Feng's missed call.

I usually mute my phone habitually, so naturally I didn't hear anything after I fell asleep last night.It's still early, he should still be sleeping, I thought about it and edited out a text message, just saying that I stayed at Gu Mingsheng's house for one night, so that he doesn't have to worry.

Chen Feng knew about Gu Mingsheng. When he was in college, he tried his best to chase me. He always had inexplicable hostility towards Gu Mingsheng, but after we got together, it gradually faded away. Maybe he found that his behavior was extremely childish, even though it is not so good now. where to go.

Gu Mingsheng drove me to the news agency and arrived 10 minutes earlier than usual.Zhao Quan has sorted out all the materials from yesterday and sent them to my mailbox. His work efficiency is more reliable than it looks.With such a good partner, I also concentrated and spent the whole morning rushing out the manuscript.

"Brother Lin Yao, do you want to have lunch together later?"

During the lunch break, Zhao Quan trotted to my place and warmly invited me.

"Okay, let me save the manuscript."

I rubbed my numb neck and shoulders, and made movements with my hands while talking. Zhao Quan stood aside and waited for me to pack my things, and suddenly let out a "huh".

"Brother, there seems to be something behind your neck."

"what?"

I subconsciously touched the back of my head, and goosebumps arose all over my body, "Is it a bug?"

Zhao Quan moved closer, and denied it suspiciously, "No, I don't know what it is, a red piece. Brother Lin Yao, don't you feel pain?"

I pressed it with my fingers, but I didn't feel anything, and it didn't feel like acne, so I let it go and ignored it, "It's okay, maybe I accidentally pressed it while sleeping, let's go, go to eat first."

Zhao Quan nodded quickly.

There are many fast food restaurants near the studio, and Zhao Quan recommended one to pull me in. It is the rush hour for eating, and it took a few minutes for two seats to be vacant.While I was eating, I was scrolling through WeChat, wondering why Chen Feng hadn't replied at this time, maybe he had a good understanding, and just after thinking about it, his phone call came.

Zhao Quan was still cooking happily by the side, I hesitated for a few seconds, then answered in a low voice, "Hello? What's the matter."

"Where are you, why didn't you answer my call last night?"

He asked all over his head and face, and I patiently explained, "I posted what happened last night on your WeChat, didn't you see it? I'm at the company now, so it's not convenient to answer the phone. If you have anything to say, hurry up."

Zhao Quan raised his head and quietly lowered the volume of the phone video.

Chen Feng seemed to have grasped the movement, immersed himself in his own world and asked in a cold voice: "Who is the person next to you, Gu Mingsheng?"

My eyebrows twitched, "That's my colleague, what happened to you today, did you take the wrong medicine?"

"You care about me so much?"

Chen Feng seemed to have eaten a ton of gunpowder, aggressive.

I pressed my forehead helplessly, and waved my hand in Zhao Quan's inquiring gaze, indicating that it's okay, "I still have work, I'll talk about these things later, hang up first."

"It's lunch break now, don't think I don't know." Hearing the voice, Chen Feng seemed to be grinding his molars hard, "Lin Yao, you'd better explain to me what you and Gu Mingsheng did last night. "

I cleared my throat, and just as I was about to speak, a beep sounded in my ear, and Chen Feng hung up the phone.

...Is this playing Qiong Yao?Why do you have to cover your ears as soon as the explanation comes? I don’t listen, I don’t listen?

I suppressed my inexplicable confusion, and when I put down my phone, I looked up at Zhao Quan's gossiping eyes, a little nervous, "Why do you look at me like that?"

"Brother Lin Yao, was that your girlfriend just now?"

I twitched the corner of my mouth and said vaguely: "It's sort of."

When Zhao Quan heard this answer, his meal was no longer delicious. He poked his neck and asked curiously, "Is this a fight?"

"Yeah." In fact, it was Chen Feng's unilateral loss of temper, and he didn't give me a chance to speak at all.

Zhao Quan continued to ask: "What did you do to make sister-in-law so angry?"

Why is this kid so gossip?

I was speechless for a while, and found that I couldn't change the topic, so I could only say concisely: "He was angry that I didn't go home last night."

Zhao Quan, a boy who just left school, seemed to be surprised by the information content of this sentence, and instantly turned up his voice, "You all live together?"

I hurriedly pulled him down, if it wasn't for cleanliness, I even wanted to stuff the rice spoon into his mouth to stop his chattering questions.

"Keep your voice down."

"Yes, I'm sorry, Brother Lin Yao," Zhao Quan blushed belatedly, scratched his face and muttered in a low voice, "We're living together, the girl must be angry if you don't come home at night, but we didn't finish work early yesterday Is it? I didn’t work overtime either.”

I don't know how to explain it to this simple kid, "The process is a bit complicated, anyway, I spent the night at a friend's house last night."

Zhao Quan was even more puzzled, "Isn't it normal to go to a friend's house to sleep? She got angry because of this? Wait, brother Lin Yao, is your friend a man or a woman?"

According to Zhao Quan's logic, I have a girlfriend, and Gu Mingsheng and Chen Feng are of the same gender, so he should also be considered...

"girl?"

As I said this, I suddenly felt a little nasty.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Quan's eyes widened instantly when he heard this, and he raised his voice to accuse, "Scumbag!"

...What is this all about?