[Bottle Evil] Sleepless

After looking for two pages, I nailed the sight down.

Wu Xie said, "Sleep if you're sleepy, and I'll turn off the lights—does the computer affect it?"

Without raising his head, Zhang Qiling said, "You write, I'll read."

He falls asleep early every day, at least before Wu Xie.Wu Xie was happy, but couldn't nod.

"The manuscript is due on Monday, and I'm sure I won't be in the mood to write it when I go out on weekends. I'm going to finish it in two days—is there a notebook here? I'll go to the living room."

Zhang Qiling said: "In the office." After a slight pause, "Is your thinking not going well?"

Wu Xie said: "The plot has already been drawn up, and the preparation of the outline went smoothly. It's different when I write it. I always feel that none of the sentences will work."

Zhang Qiling said: "It's been a long time since I wrote."

Wu Xie laughed: "That's the reason. I think I was fast back then—but I was too tender, and I think like a child."

"It's interesting."

"You and the black glasses didn't laugh out loud?" Wu Xie joked.

Zhang Qiling didn't laugh, and said: "Write according to your feelings, don't keep denying yourself."

"It feels like..."

"Will you let me go to bed early?"

Wu Xie was taken aback, "Why don't you go to bed early, I don't..."

"Then do it." Zhang Qiling lowered his head again and concentrated on reading.It was as if there had been a hole in the book that could suck him in.

Wu Xie rubbed his nose, stared at him for a while, and when his eyes turned into superglue and completely stuck to him, he looked back in time and looked at the computer screen again.He had to make a hole in the computer, just like the one in Zhang Qiling's book, and suck him in, into his own novel world, so that he could concentrate on working.

The whole world can say that you can't do it, and you can say that you can't do it, but he can't.Even if I sincerely admit that I can't do it, I still hope to hear affirmative words from that person.In his eyes, you must be good and worthy of love.It sounds like playing hard to get, but that's not the case for many people.Going crazy and being stupid for love has always been gender-neutral.

Zhang Qiling was sure of him, at least he couldn't see any flaws.

As a result, Wu Xie wrote to the end in one breath.Crawl out from the mouth of the novel, return to the original world, look at the time at the bottom right of the screen, it is already two forty in the morning.Zhang Qiling was still reading.He hastily turned off the computer, pushed the chair under the table, and when he looked up, he happened to meet Zhang Qiling's staring gaze—the book was no longer in his hand.

Wu Xie laughed: "I'll get the notebook tomorrow."

Zhang Qiling lay down and patted the empty space next to him: "Sleep." After speaking, he closed his eyes, probably very sleepy.

The manuscript still needs to be revised repeatedly, so Wu Xie went to his residence the next day.He hesitated for a while when taking the book, and finally found a backpack that had not been used for a long time from the closet, carried it to the study, and stuffed all the stacks of books on the desk into it without looking at the titles.I went to the bathroom again and took out the razor and the usual skin care lotion.After thinking about it, I ran to the living room and looked through the drawers of the TV cabinet, and found a few records I liked—you can put them in the hearse.When the busy work is over, look at the wall clock on the wall, the hour and minute hands have been aligned to seven and twelve respectively.He hurriedly picked up his backpack, only then did he feel that it was too heavy.It was like transporting a bag of stones—would Zhang Qiling be curious about transporting such a bag of stones without saying a word?Belatedly, I wanted to withdraw something, but my limbs were disobedient, and my hand was already stretched out to turn the doorknob—as if I was afraid that my feet would rush back to the study.Wu Xie laughed at himself, and simply let it go, pulled the door and walked out, locking the door with his backhand.

Whether you are rare or not.

For Zhang Qiling, this is not the first time he has gone all out.If he was really a thin-skinned person, he probably wouldn't even have a relationship with Zhang Qiling in the first place.

When entering the door, Zhang Qiling's gaze hurriedly swept over his bulging backpack, and didn't stay for long, his reaction was similar to seeing a document bag.Wu Xie immediately called Qin Yan to the kitchen, and threw her backpack on a single sofa.

After the meal, Zhang Qiling and Zhang Qiling packed up the dishes and went back to the living room to unzip the backpack.He picked out two picture albums, sat down beside Qin Yan, handed them to her, and said with a smile: "For you. TV is not good for eyes, try to watch it as little as possible, you know?"

The little girl took it, nodded first, then lowered her face and picked up the album and flipped through a few pages, raised her head and said softly, "Thank you."

Wu Xie rubbed her head, then buried her face, glanced at the opened page, and said with a smile, "This little fox is called Ari. The fox's raccoon. The pink one is called Taozi." Four-year-old child Unexpectedly, Wu Xie felt embarrassed when he finished speaking, and looked up at Zhang Qiling who was sitting on the sofa next to him. The latter was lowering his head and concentrating on blowing a cup of boiling hot tea, making a slight whirring sound.As if feeling his gaze, Zhang Qiling turned his head, and his two gazes collided nakedly.

"Went to Bookstore?" Zhang Qiling asked.

Wu Xie said: "How can I have such time, I brought it from home. I can't understand your book. The album is a New Year's gift from a well-connected author."

Zhang Qiling nodded, buried his head in a sip of tea, his eyes fixed on the tea leaves on the surface.Wu Xie lowered her head and glanced at Qin Yan, she was already concentrating on studying the album.The animation flickered on the screen by itself, and was coated with a worn-out yellow skin in an invisible space.Qin Yan really watched Pleasant Goat because she was bored, as she said, she didn't like it.Or it may be that new things have taken away the existence value of old things, and the love has shifted, which is the nature of children.

And probably not just kids.

Wu Xie stood up, took the backpack over, and sat down beside Zhang Qiling.He dug out a few records first, and said, "Put it in your car. Don't throw it away. I don't buy records very often. These are my heart's desire." Zhang Qiling looked up at him, put the teacup on the coffee table, took the records and bowed his head Flipping through it, he said, "You just give me the meat of your heart?"

Wu Xie raised her chin towards Qin Yan: "I'm afraid of smelling sour."

Qin Yan lowered her head and turned her attention. She didn't know Wu Xie's movements, and she didn't care about what she didn't understand.Zhang Qiling smiled, and there was a special emotion flowing in his dark eyes.Silently, he neatly arranged the records into a stack and put them on his lap, then looked up at Wu Xie and said, "Then, does it mean the same as a picture album?"

Wu Xie raised her eyebrows: "Do you still want to do something special?"

Zhang Qiling asked: "Can't be special?"

"It's all used to coax children, why is it special?"

Zhang Qiling kept silent, stood up with one hand on his knees, glanced back at him, and put a stack of records neatly on the counter that he had to pass when he went out, next to the car keys.Walked back and sat down beside him again, but stopped talking.Wu Xie poked his waist with his crutch amusedly, and said, "Let's not talk about it? Mr. Zhang, you can't do this, show your ability to talk about projects. You can't be weak in eloquence, and you will suffer from quarrels."

Zhang Qiling turned to look at him and said, "I don't quarrel."

Wu Xie said: "Then what should I do? Who hasn't touched a few whores when I come out to hang out."

Zhang Qiling narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Have you never fought?"

Wu Xie felt that this line of sight was not right, as if looking at a mentally retarded person?He stared and said, "You hit?"

Zhang Qiling nodded: "It won't be noisy."

——Because it won't be noisy.Wu Xie laughed out loud.Silently staring at his crescent-shaped eyes, Zhang Qiling gradually created a sea from his heart to the bottom of his eyes.The moon shadow is on the sea, but it is only a reflection after all.

In the end, Wu Xie stopped laughing and said, "Okay, who will believe it. You have a good temper."

Zhang Qiling smiled faintly, picked up the remote control and changed channels without making a sound.

Wu Xie lowered her head and continued to turn over again, arching her body so far that she wanted to hang her head into the bag, like a puppy digging up dirt to find a bone.After a long time, there was a sudden "Hey", as if the bones were missing.Zhang Qiling turned his head and saw that he raised his face with embarrassment, one hand was still hidden in the bag.

"What?" Zhang Qiling asked.

Wu Xie said: "I'm going to die, my mother is messing around with my things again."

"Is she at your place?"

"It's not today, it happened last month. I love to tidy up when I came here, and I can't get rid of the old habit. But I don't touch my books in the habit. Today I take the stack that was piled up on the desk a long time ago. It came here, but I didn’t pay attention to it, and actually——the photo album was mixed in.” Wu Xie smiled wryly, “I guess she dug it out and didn’t take it back, so I didn’t pay attention.”

Zhang Qiling moved his head a little closer, looked into his schoolbag, and said, "When was it?"

Wu Xie said: "I'll just have one, before the age of ten." It was rare to see that Zhang Qiling was interested, so he suddenly thanked his mother.Hastily pulled out the photo album, very thick beige hard shell, the thickness of two fingers, I bought it a long time ago, on the cover is a woman wearing a rose red gauze dress, wearing a pure white beach hat with two flowers inlaid on the body Blooming gauzy red roses.When he was a child, every time he flipped through this photo album, he would stare at this woman a few more times. At that time, he thought she was a very beautiful woman.When the family saw him like this, they laughed and laughed.You see, at that time he liked women, until Qin Haiting, and after Qin Haiting, they were all women.

Turning to the first page, it was a photo of the full moon, held in the arms of a mother whose skin was still firm at that time, with a red circle pasted between the brows, the child's eyes were particularly bright, he thought it was probably the most beautiful eyes in his life Time, but his mother corrected that it has not changed, her son's eyes are always bright, like a girl.She just felt that she had changed, her skin was yellow and loose, but her son was still the same child with round eyes.Wu Yiqiong and Wu Erbai stood next to him, and Wu Sansheng stood on the back stairs, a little taller, he was still a high-spirited young man, and he had the brightest smile in the whole photo.

He talked to Zhang Qiling about his eyes, and Zhang Qiling said: "It's very bright." After speaking, he stared at his eyes carefully for a while, and he sat up straight as if taking a standard photo, and his mood was the same as when taking a standard photo —— I was nervous, but I was not afraid that the photos would be too bad.I only heard Zhang Qiling say again: "The eyes haven't changed much."

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