Are you dating online, miss?

For a city as big as Beijing, there is no difference between day and night, only the scene and the people who come out are different, and the lively places are different.

He Lu's house is located in the center circle, a duplex of more than 200 square meters, the light spots outside the floor-to-ceiling windows are dazzling and bright, and only the bright ceiling lights in the living room and the weaker ring lights outside are turned on in the room. The room looks abnormal under such soft light quiet.

After He Lu finished sending the photos and the voice, he bent his legs and leaned on the soft pillow of the sofa, quietly looking at the mobile phone with his head tilted.

She didn't know what was wrong with herself, but she sent such photos and voices.

There is no one in the room, it is big, and the sound insulation is good. Sitting on the sofa and not talking, it seems so quiet that I can hear my own breathing.I usually spend my spare time by codewords, but I can't do it today.She nestled on the sofa alone, unlocking the screen one after another.

did not return.

Still didn't return.

Sure enough, posting something like that is inappropriate.When there is still a sense of distance, sending an intimate message such as voice will break the balance of the current relationship and affect the private space of others-what if that person is in an environment that is not suitable for listening to voice?

He Lu knew social etiquette well, so he was even more annoyed: She must have lost her mind!Injury is no excuse!It's so hypocritical that a cut on the fingertips can kill someone!

...probably tetanus.

The kitchen knife is not rusty, I miss you too much!

but--

It should not be hated by the period... right?

She leaned back against a pillow, and grabbed another from the side to press in her arms, feeling a little uneasy.

After being apprehensive for a while, he smiled silently, laughing that he might not have been overwhelmed by Hanamaki and Dabai, and was taken aback.However, to be honest, being abandoned is not a good experience of making friends, no matter how deep or shallow the relationship is.

I understand the reason, but I still can't help but secretly find a gap in my heart to squeeze in this emotion.

The screen suddenly lit up, and her eyes lit up.

【. :[picture]】

It's a screenshot.

Click to enlarge.

He Lu's face turned red to the base of his ears, it was a vow she put down when she first became a CP——

[Lulu: Don't worry, I'm not a princess! 】

Ah, this is really... It hurts to tell my friends that my hand was cut. Afterwards, no matter how I think about it, I feel that I am too young. How can I explain this? Yu Zhi was frightened. It's a mess.

She subconsciously said, didn't bother you?

【. : It came just in time. 】

timely?

Before He Lu could ask, another one popped up.

【. : Is your hand okay? 】

Period people are so nice.

He Lu sighed sincerely, not minding the abrupt voice she sent, but also caring about her hands.

When his finger is healed, He Lu resumes the habit of coding every day. The connection with the period is still faint, but it never stops, and the content is simple. Let's make an appointment to code tonight.The difference from before is that when you are too busy at hand or it is not convenient to type, you can simply say a sentence and send it by voice.

The first voice after the finger was cut, after He Lu sent it, the originally coherent conversation suddenly stopped, and the full stop slowly replied to the message.

It seems that I am not used to the sudden change of text into speech in the middle of the conversation.

But didn't say anything.

In this way, He Lu's voice became more and more smooth.

A week later, Fang Yun, who was busy with the project, organized a dinner party for a small group of three. It was already winter, and the place was set at a health soup pot that the three loved. The owner was mature and the location was convenient.

It was also lucky that He Lu didn't have to work overtime that day, so he hurried over after work. As soon as he arrived, Fang Yun pulled him to sit on the sofa, and Zhao Ziyi and Zhao Ziyi cast their sharp eyes on each other. Raised a malicious arc.

"I just came here, here, the seat opposite is yours, sit down quickly."

"I thought I might be pigeonholed again today."

He Lu sat down, smiled and said, "How could it be?"

The soup pot was already set up on the table, and the thick white soup was occasionally bubbling. It looked like it was about to boil, and there were some side dishes beside it.She picked up a plate of tofu and poured it into the soup, and winked at the two girlfriends blatantly, without paying any attention to it, and didn't even ask.

"I'm coming by Line [-], and I'm starving to death, so you guys pour the food along with me."

The two people on the opposite side followed suit, asking questions side by side.

"Pretend not to see the eyes of the two of us—what have you been busy doing lately? In the group, words are like gold and you basically don't say a word. Are you talking about someone?"

"Do you still need to ask Ziyi, for sure, 100% yes! She can't even bark, and she has made a few dinner appointments, and she even released pigeons halfway! If it wasn't for a dog outside, I would write it upside down! It’s purely useless to ask who you are talking about, what we want to ask is, who did you talk about, and where did you talk about it?”

The two girlfriends sang together, like a duet, as if He Lu really had a partner, and they talked with a nose and eyes.

She just has a gay friend, and she is busy coding every day, so she has no time to chat in the WeChat group.She didn't talk about writing novels, let alone having friends.The few dinner appointments that were missed were basically temporary and had to work overtime.

He Lu smiled helplessly, and spread his hands: "Really, no, yes."

Fang Yun and Zhao Ziyi clearly did not believe it, and before they could open their mouths, He Lu hurriedly added: "If I have something to say, I will definitely say it."

Zhao Ziyi looked at He Lu, and then at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun seemed to nod his head clearly: "That is in an ambiguous relationship, and the relationship has not yet been established."

Zhao Ziyi echoed: "I guess so."

"..."

It's a head.

The full stop is a woman.

And I'm not a girl!

In the middle of the meal, the period sent a message.

【. : I started first, and I will spell together when you come back. 0/4000】

He Lu tapped on the keyboard and replied "Okay, we're almost done eating here."

I don't know when, she got used to telling the period in advance when she couldn't start coding according to the daily eight o'clock. After all, she still didn't want to make people wait.

【. : Take your time, take your time. 】

Eat slowly.

Not eating slowly.

Rounding up is equal to a full stop and a voice is sent!

He Lu secretly pursed the corners of her mouth, feeling that since she started speaking, her relationship with the period has become better and better. This is what she originally envisioned—a harmonious and friendly friendship!

Through the faint mist rising from the soup pot, the appearance of He Lu pursing his lips and knocking on the phone screen fell into the eyes of the two people opposite, and they looked at each other and smiled.

Fang Yun raised his index finger and pointed at her: "Did Ziyi look at it? Someone said that there are no dogs outside, do you believe it?"

He Lu looked up in astonishment, but was helpless when he heard the words: "I—"

Zhao Ziyi interrupted her, smiling mockingly: "I don't believe it."

He Lu just finished replying to the message, put the lock screen aside, raised his head and put on a serious face: "...Really not."

Fang Yun sharply pointed out the key point: "From not being true to not being true, it means that it is not true for the time being."

Zhao Ziyi applauded.

He Lu explained with difficulty: "...we are friends, we met on the Internet."

Fang Yun chased after the victory: "I just asked, how often do you two communicate, do you communicate every day?"

Really contact every day.

He Lu hesitated for a moment, but even this moment of hesitation was successfully captured by the two people opposite, so there was no need to wait for her to answer, and the two showed inscrutable smiles together.

Zhao Ziyi raised her chin, motioned to He Lugang's mobile phone, and said, "You went out for dinner today, did you report to your friends—let's call them netizens?"

The word report is really used...

He Lu's face froze, and he wondered what words to use to explain her spelling with periods every night. She didn't think about telling the people around her about writing a novel for a while, and she hesitated again.

The two on the opposite side laughed again.

Zhao Ziyi made a concluding speech: "I keep in touch every day, and report the itinerary when I go out. My boyfriend and I have passed this stage, so I am very familiar with it. The love of Mili Tiaoyou has been identified."

"No... Really not..."

Fang Yun: "You have a dog, please face the facts."

"........."

Get in touch every day.

Report the itinerary.

He Lu was slightly startled: I almost believed what was said?