Chasing bamboo horses with games

In the next few days, Lu Junqi and Wen Shaoyou were separated from each other, and they all plunged into the abyss of endless work, each with a big head.

Brothers and sisters in distress make a regular phone call every day, usually within 5 minutes, busy but with subtle warmth, but this is only temporary.

As the saying goes: There is no harm without contrast.

The winter solstice event was launched as scheduled after server maintenance, and it ran normally for one day without any bug feedback.During the dinner, the canteen hall of "Yanwu" finally cleared away the cloudy atmosphere before, even the spoon with the canteen aunt's cooking was much more brisk, facing a group of people who seemed to faint at any time every day, the pressure was also great. .

Some people chatted and laughed happily while eating, and naturally some were depressed as if they had been hollowed out.

Lu Junqi worked day and night to catch up on the manuscript, but the results were not optimistic.He is mentally prepared for this, and it is not once or twice to get twice the result with half the effort, but when things come to an end, it is inevitable to be disappointed when the hunch is correct.

The physical fitness cannot keep up with the work intensity, and the low efficiency leads to mental imbalance, which leads to disordered work and rest, and the vicious cycle of worsening physical condition seems to have long been a fixed pattern. Repeatedly reminding and controlling oneself seems to be doing useless work.After all, a person is not a machine, unable to perceive his own situation and take actions without any errors, not to mention that his body has long since malfunctioned from the inside out.

At first, after confessing his feelings to Wen Shaoyou, even though he felt extremely ashamed, it would be a lie to say that he didn't relax at all because of the confession. Later, the two of them encouraged each other on the phone, which made him involuntarily excited, feeling No matter how hard you try.

After two or three days like this, as expected, the state took a sharp turn for the worse. By the time I realized this, it was already too late, so I could only pull myself together.During the call, Wen Shaoyou was not allowed to hear the clues and worried about himself, but he was broken in this regard.

He tried to adjust all night, and was disturbed by insomnia, so he had to choose to give up.At this time, he is even more helpless. He knows where the problem is and the solution, but there is not enough time for him to adjust.He didn't want to spend his limited time on this kind of thing, so he could only grit his teeth and persist with the consciousness of self-inflicted suffering.

Even so, it doesn't mean that he can stay depressed and peaceful all the time.

The difference between a wonderful reaction and a chemical reaction between people probably cannot be described by an equation, and cannot be generalized by common sense, but a reactant will change when it encounters another reactant under certain conditions. This similarity is undeniable Doubtful.

Therefore, even though Lu Junqi was like a fish caught ashore by huge waves, struggling to no avail, and could only accept the sun's scorching, after Wen Shaoyou stepped into the house and called Xiaoqi, it was like nectar from heaven , as if regaining his strength, he wanted to slap his fishy face with a flick of the fish's tail, but before the end, there was only one step away from turning into a dried fish, and the energy consumed was too much, so the slap was in vain.

Wen Shaoyou suppressed a smile, watching Lu Junqi, who jumped up and threw the cushion at him, slumped back to the chair the next second as if he had leaked air, with a listless face.

"Xiao Qi, what's the matter?" Wen Shaoyou bent down to pick up the cushion, and patted it.

"It's nothing, give it back to me." Lu Junqi half-lyed on the chair, stretched out a hand in Wen Shaoyou's direction, and looked at the date display in the lower right corner of the computer screen without love.

Wen Shaoyou put the cushion on his lap, and asked in a good-tempered manner, "Is this considered venting anger?"

"Forget it." Lu Junqi admitted generously, but in his heart, he felt that this was not considered anger at all.In order to please the donor's father, he had to rush to draft, but when he turned his head, Faxiao came back from working overtime, which meant that the new event made by the donor's father was launched, but he couldn't play. This entanglement, I really hope that the donor The little leader of my father's family can also understand.

"Does your face look like the dark circles under your eyes have extended to your entire face?" Although Wen Shaoyou guessed that Lu Junqi was about to finish the draft and his condition would get worse, he was still shocked when he took a closer look, which was more serious than he imagined much.

"Stop making sarcastic remarks." Lu Junqi waved his hands, stood up while supporting the armrests, skillfully stuffed the cushion on his legs into the chair, sat down and picked up the digital pen to prepare for work.

"Xiao Qi." Wen Shaoyou called him, and took the pen from his hand gently but firmly, "You should rest."

"Don't make trouble, I still have a dozen more." Lu Junqi leaned to look at him, the posture of jumping up and throwing the mat just now was gone, as if he had been squeezed dry.

Wen Shaoyou turned his head to look at the drawing on the screen that hadn't finished coloring, and said, "I don't remember that you have a minimum delivery amount."

"Is this a manuscript? This is small money."

The straightforward reply left Wen Shaoyou speechless. He understood the necessity of money to Lu Junqi, so he couldn't refute it. After thinking about it again and again, he could only sigh and compromise.If I say that you can rely on me materially, Xiao Qi will probably be angry.

"Then I'll take a shower and sleep when you're tired."

"Okay." Lu Junqi responded quickly, even his voice became clearer, obviously very satisfied with the result.

Wen Shaoyou was also very tired. After a quick wash, he got into bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

Lu Junqi dimmed the light as usual, and the sound of the digital pen touching the board was barely audible.Only then did Wen Shaoyou understand why after taking a shower, the picture that hadn't been colored had turned into a draft with an incomplete composition.He saved that picture, and created a new canvas, in order not to disturb him, but also to avoid the impact of reduced strength.

Xiao Qi, always cover people's hearts warm and sour on such imperceptible things.

"Little Qi."

"Ok?"

"Do you remember Sixiu?"

"Well, your friend, seems to be a nanny?"

"Yes. In fact, he was also a classmate before. He sleeps very badly. He grinds his teeth, snores, and talks in his sleep. When he was in the same dormitory, he wanted to throw him out of the dormitory at night." Wen Shaoyou said solemnly. My friend has no fluctuations in his heart, "But I just found out today that I can actually fall asleep under his noise, and I sleep very deeply."

"Oh."

Lu Junqi didn't know if he didn't listen at all, or he didn't understand the meaning of what Wen Shaoyou said, so he replied calmly, indicating that he was listening.

Wen Shaoyou had no choice but to make persistent efforts: "If I didn't wake up early today, I don't know that I can already sleep in such a noisy place."

"Well, after all, you can sleep on the ground now."

Wen Shaoyou was silent.Is the purpose of my saying this to bring out this matter?Isn't it to let you dispel your worries and draw with peace of mind?How on earth did you remember this?I don’t know that for a person with a cleanliness, sleeping on the floor is not a black history, but thinking of it, does it have the urge to take a bath again?

Different from the crazy complaints in his heart, he finally squeezed out three words: "Forget it."

"Why? I want to keep mocking you for the rest of my life, but unfortunately I forgot to take a picture."

"Why are you laughing at me?"

"If you don't sleep and disturb me, I'll strip you naked and take pictures." Lu Junqi turned to look at him viciously, but saw Wen Shaoyou's black eye sockets shrunk under the quilt, obviously caused by staying up late for a long time Yes, so he softened again, "Hurry up and go to sleep, look at your dark circles and bags under your eyes, you still have the nerve to talk about me."

Seeing that he simply turned off the desk lamp, Wen Shaoyou stood up and moved the computer monitor to change its orientation, and said quickly, "It's okay, you draw yours, this little light really won't hinder my sleep."

"Then why aren't you sleeping?"

After a while, Wen Shaoyou sighed and said, "I want you to sleep with me."

Lu Junqi didn't say a word, Wen Shaoyou knew he was thinking, so he waited silently.

"Tsk, I really can't do anything about you, bring me two fried chicken legs when I go home tomorrow."

"Okay." Wen Shaoyou responded with a smile.

Seeing his smile, Lu Junqi seemed to be even more unhappy, snorted coldly, turned on the lamp again, saved the manuscript again, exited the software, turned off the phone and went to take a shower.

What to do, Xiao Qi's awkward look is so cute.Wen Shaoyou got under the quilt and grinned silently in the darkness, not daring to make a sound to be heard by Lu Junqi, but he couldn't restrain his happy feeling at all.

He understands the necessity of money to Lu Junqi, so he is willing to give up his job in order to let him sleep peacefully. What a joyful thing this is.

Lu Junqi rested his head on the tiles in the bathroom, and comforted himself: Forget it, in your current state, you can only finish one drawing after a whole night, it's better to sleep, even if you can draw more, you can get more Go, whoever lacks the money for the manuscript will not starve to death.

He managed to convince himself, took a quick shower, got into Wen Shaoyou's warm bed, tried his best to relax himself, brewing drowsiness amidst the headache.

However, Wen Shaoyou reverted to his old ways at this time, and hugged him again.

Lu Junqi was about to show some color to the unrepentant hair, but he felt a pain in his waist and eyes, and then he felt sore and swollen. Although it hurt, it was really comfortable, and he pressed the other palm on one side of his temple , gently kneading.

He suddenly felt a little guilty of "judging a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart", pulled Wen Shaoyou's arm away, and said softly: "No need to press it, it will be loose when you lie down. You are tired too, go to sleep , or I’ll get up and start drawing.”

Wen Shaoyou thought for a while, took Lu Junqi's hand behind his back, squeezed it a little harder, and said, "Okay, good night."

"Good night." Lu Junqi lay flat, with his head resting on the soft pillow, thinking that he should be able to fall asleep tonight.