Demolition of the bridge across the river

As soon as Gou Xiaohe heard Ren Pengfei mentioning "Moments", he ran away, squatted at the stairs, first saved the screenshots of the Moments of Bianqiao, and then refreshed them, and the Moments were gone.

He secretly posted the circle of friends on Bianqiao's mobile phone in the afternoon. At that time, he didn't have much intention to play a prank. He just thought it was fun, so he posted it when he thought of it.

As a result, Bianqiao deleted it without hesitation, not at all reluctant.

On the contrary, it made him feel distressed.

After wandering around the door for a while, hearing that there was no movement in the room, Gou Xiaohe fumbled back furiously, just as Bianqiao came out of the bathroom, ready to beat someone up.

The two bumped into each other, he raised his hand, and clamped Gou Xiaohe's nose with two fingers.

"Are you all bored?" Bian Qiao's face was still as dark as the bottom of a pot, and even now people are chatting privately on WeChat about his serious illness.

"Is your hand water or urine?" Gou Xiaohe felt that his hands were wet, and he didn't dare to let go of his struggle.

Bian Qiao stared at him for a while, but really didn't want to talk anymore.

Gou Xiaohe is not in the same logic as normal people, and if he is serious with him, he can only piss himself off.

"Get out." He fell back on the bed and clasped his forehead weakly, "Don't let me see you again today."

Gou Xiaohe was not afraid of him at all, so he asked Bianqiao to take the medicine, and ordered two more porridges for noon, and each person drank a bowl of porridge.

"Did a lot of people like you?" He was still thinking about the circle of friends, trying to explain to Bianqiao, "I just want to help you record your life, you don't post anything every day, and you rarely get sick... ..."

"Can you speak something human?" Bian Qiao's mind was really buzzing.

Gou Xiaohe wanted to laugh but didn't dare, he sipped his porridge in suspense, and took the two of them's bowls downstairs after drinking.

After packing up and coming up again, he happened to see Bian Qiao locking the screen of his mobile phone and putting it back on the pillow with a nonchalant expression.

"What are you doing?" Gou Xiaohe didn't care at first, but suddenly remembered the photo he secretly took in the afternoon, and hurried to pick up his phone.

There was nothing unusual about the photo album, nor was there anything unusual about Bianqiao's mood.Gou Xiaohe thought about it, and clicked on WeChat with a skeptical attitude.

Sure enough, Bian Qiao sent him a circle of friends: I am a pig.

No, two, and there is another sentence at the bottom: Bian Qiao is so handsome.

"Aren't you naive!" Gou Xiaohe couldn't laugh or cry, and gave "Bian Qiao so handsome" a thumbs up.

Bian Qiao lay lazily on the head of the bed, glanced at Gou Xiaohe, the corners of his mouth turned up a little bit.He himself felt bored and couldn't help laughing.

"It's so boring!" Gou Xiaohe couldn't stop laughing, and threw himself on the bed, the two of them pinched each other like children.

After a round of pinching, Gou Xiaohe rested on the bed for a while, and kicked Bianqiao with his legs: "By the way, I haven't finished talking just now. You asked me if I liked any girl, and then? What do I like?" different?"

Bian Qiao looked at him for a few seconds, and turned his face helplessly.

"It's nothing." He held his breath and sighed, "I'll talk about it later, I don't see you in that mood today."

A question mark appeared on Gou Xiaohe's forehead, his face full of bewilderment.

During the past few days of illness, Gou Xiaohe didn't let Bianqiao go out, and even took his dog with him on the way to the clinic.

Bianqiao was so bored that his hair grew long, Jiang Chao, Cui Yang and Ren Pengfei had nothing to do, a group of people rumbled over, yelling to visit patients, they slumped at Bianqiao's house, eating and drinking, playing games all afternoon.

"Sister Ice Cream wanted to come too." Cui Yang recalled this, and raised his mouth.

"Don't." Bian Qiao casually took a triple kill without even raising his eyelids, "It's making trouble."

"Actually, Miss Ice Cream is quite nice." Gou Xiaohe continued.

"Did I agree to chase you?" Jiang Chao asked him.

"People don't like me." Gou Xiaohe was a little embarrassed.

Bian Qiao swiped the screen and looked up at him.

"Actually, Sister Ice Cream is really nice." Cui Yang agreed, "You are not hypocritical. If I had been chasing Bianqiao for so long and still hadn't found any results, I would have hated her because of love."

"Bianqiao, the reborn heroine, fell in love with me." Jiang Chao said again.

"What?" Gou Xiaohe didn't understand, but when he saw them laughing, he laughed too.

They chattered while playing, and Ren Pengfei himself was chased all over the map on the top road, provoking the opponent with "hehe" while running.

"Fuck, don't talk about Miss Ice Cream, whoever comes to save me, I'll be reborn soon!" His screen was smashed.

"Here we come." Gou Xiaohe ran towards him, was caught halfway, and hurriedly turned around to find Bianqiao, "Hurry up, save me."

Bianqiao didn't move, and posted a sentence on the public screen: My assistant said he can hit five

Gou Xiaohe was frightened to death: "I didn't say that!"

"Thank you, dad." Ren Pengfei immediately led people to him.

The five people on the opposite side collectively turned around to chase Gou Xiaohe, circled the side bridge slowly, and brought him out only after Gou Xiaohe was bleeding.

Jiang Chao sat beside them and looked at them, unable to stop laughing.

It was almost dinner time, and my aunt and uncle came back.

The two of them seldom went home for dinner, so Liu Jiangchao and the others ate at home. A few of them were very sensible and didn't stay long, so Ma Liu ran away.

"Are you sick?" Uncle asked Bianqiao after changing his clothes.

"Okay." Bianqiao said.

The uncle nodded, and there was no follow-up after asking and answering. The father and son were more distant than strangers.

At least strangers will pretend to care a little more.

Seeing that they were awkward, Gou Xiaohe found an excuse to help in the kitchen.

Aunt Xiaoyuxi was staring at the porridge in front of the stove, and Gou Xiaohe went to her side to open the cupboard to get a bowl, and then she said "Huh?" as if she had just recovered, and then lifted the lid of the pot and stirred: "Hungry?"

"No." Gou Xiaohe felt that his aunt was weird, and asked her in a low voice: "Auntie, are you in a bad mood?"

"No." Auntie smiled, "I'm thinking about something."

She didn't say anything, and Gou Xiaohe didn't want to ask too many questions, but she couldn't hide her state from her family. She was obviously in a bad mood today, and she was not in a high mood when she spoke or acted.

More importantly, from the time she and her uncle returned home until dinner was over, the two of them hardly spoke a few words.

The four of them are neither fish nor fowl, and they don't usually chat much, but my aunt and uncle have always been normal.

At least since Gou Xiaohe came to the city, he has never seen them blushing or fighting coldly.

"Did my aunt and your father quarrel?" Gou Xiaohe bit Bian Qiao's ear after dinner and went out for a walk with the dog.

When Bian Qiao saw his father, he seemed to be in a bad mood, and he didn't speak for most of the way, just looking down at the dog.

Hearing Gou Xiaohe's question, his beautiful jaw line tightened a little bit, his eyes and tone were cold, and he just replied: "Don't worry about it."

"Ah." Gou Xiaohe didn't know what happened to them all of a sudden, he stood in place for two seconds, followed and stroked Bianqiao's back.

This weird atmosphere continued until the Chinese New Year.

Probably because the company's busy work has finally come to an end, my aunt spent a lot more time at home a few years ago.She took Gou Xiaohe to buy new year's goods, bought a lot of things, and added two sets of winter clothes for him, a lot of useful and useless ones.

Gou Xiaohe saw a pair of fur underwear and thought it was fun, so he secretly bought it and planned to give it to Bianqiao.He picked out another scarf and a pair of gloves and gave them to my aunt and uncle.

"I don't lack these." My aunt received Gou Xiaohe's gift, saying that she didn't need it, but her face was quite happy.

After trying it on, she patted Gou Xiaohe's face: "Thank you. But don't buy it in the future, grandma's money is reserved for you to go to school."

"Okay." Gou Xiaohe nodded.

On the 29th day, my aunt took him home to see his grandma again.

This time Bianqiao was not with him. Before Gou Xiaohe went out, he leaned against the door frame with his arms folded, looking at him lazily.

"I'll be back in the afternoon, don't miss me too much." Gou Xiaohe went over to him and touched his arms and hands.

"You're a little overwhelmed," Bian Qiao said.

"Indeed, I've already started to miss you." Gou Xiaohe sighed exaggeratedly.

He didn't need to think about these nasty words to Bian Qiao, and he never felt nasty, because they were all the truth, just expressed in a joking tone.

Bian Qiao stared at him for a while, rarely sneering, his eyes flickered slightly, showing a little embarrassment.

"Talking too much." He pretended to raise his hand casually, and quickly scraped his knuckles on Gou Xiaohe's neck, "Get lost."

As soon as the car was on the road, Gou Xiaohe first sent a message to Hu Yuan, telling him that he had returned to his hometown again, and this time he would definitely be able to play with him.

Then he started sending messages to Bianqiao.

On the overpass, say something.

There's a traffic jam, let me know.

I saw a dog on the side of the road, and I wanted to take a picture of it for him to see.

When Bianqiao went upstairs to change his clothes, Gou Xiaohe sent a total of eight WeChat messages.

He took a look around, Jiang Chao's phone was just dialed in, and asked him: "Have you come yet?"

"Right away." Bian Qiao put his phone in his pocket, put on his shoes and went out.

Jiang Chao wandered around the intersection twice, saw Bianqiao, raised his arm and waved, and trotted over.

"What's the matter, you called me out early in the morning to drink the wind." He pulled the sweater over his face, "It's cold."

"It's nothing, I'm upset." Bian Qiao took off one of the earphones, "Go play some ball."

"Is there something on your mind?" Jiang Chao asked, "Where's Xiaohe?"

Bianqiao turned to look at him.

Jiang Chao raised his hand with a smile, saying "I was wrong", and asked again: "Where is Gou Xiaohe?"

"Going back to my hometown." Bian Qiao said, the phone in his pocket vibrated again.

It hasn't been an hour since he sent Gou Xiaohe out. His phone vibrated 36 times, 32 of which were messages from Gou Xiaohe.

It's all nonsense, and none of it works.

When the scheduled car arrived, Bianqiao bent down and sat in, and replied to him: more than 30, are you sick?

Gou Xiaohe's No.30 sent three messages at the same time: I have prepared a New Year's gift for you, and you won't be able to guess what it is.

Then he started "typing" again.

Bianqiao lowered the car window a little, then lowered his head, Gou Xiaohe's reply popped up on the screen: I can't bear it, and you didn't reply.

After staring at this sentence for a few seconds, he leaned back on the back of the chair, looked out the window and turned his phone around twice, then took a screenshot with a blank expression.

Jiang Chao glanced at his screen and asked with a smile, "Have you seen a video?"

Without waiting for Bianqiao to answer, he said directly: "If the dog can chat, it is estimated that the video of 'I miss you so much' will be said to the owner a hundred times every minute."