Your Most Faithful Companion

The lingering on the ceiling did not officially end until three in the morning.

Gu Kaiyang had fallen asleep long ago. Ji Mingshu was lying on the other side of the bed, wrapped in a quilt tightly, closed his eyes, but never fell asleep.

At six in the morning, the alarm clock rang on time.

Gu Kaiyang sat up from the bed, yawned, picked up his mobile phone and ordered breakfast takeaway.

Today is the finalization day of the magazine once a month. She needs to arrive early. She has to get up to wash and make up if she hasn't got enough sleep.

After packing up, Gu Kaiyang glanced upstairs, just in time to see Ji Mingshu also slowly sitting up from the bed, leaning against the head of the bed.

She wiped off the extra lipstick and asked: "Why did you wake up so early? Did the alarm I set bother you?"

"No."

Because she didn't sleep at all.

Gu Kaiyang didn’t ask much. He glanced at the time and hurriedly explained: “I bought breakfast, soy milk and fritters dumplings are available. On the table, if it’s cold, you can put it in the microwave for 30 seconds. I put it on the table for you too. Remember to have breakfast. It's no longer possible. I have to go to work."

"Well, you go."

Ji Mingshu responded, with his hands around his legs, his chin resting on his knees, his heart beating very fast due to insomnia all night.

When the door was shut with a "bang", she did not move, but closed her eyes quietly.

Two days have passed since the incident, and her heart has returned to calmness compared to her initial emotions.

But in this calm, she felt an unprecedented, confusion about the future life.

In fact, as early as when Cen Sen misunderstood Zhang Baoshu, she was confused about how she would live if she was divorced.

Later, she hesitated whether to participate in the show. She also seriously thought about Gu Kaiyang's suggestion to persuade her to develop her career. But after more than 20 years of comfort, it was difficult for her to stay calm and live like a game of Go.

Although she has fallen into the present situation, she is still poor with Gu Kaiyang, unwilling to face the reality that the marriage cannot be separated and that she is really useless after leaving Cen Sen, but she thinks a lot when she can't sleep in the middle of the night. , Also reflected a lot.

I wonder if Cen Sen will apologize for compromising and take her home;

Thinking that since she has understood what she wants for Cen Sen, and can she still be satisfied with the life style of a plastic husband and wife with him, she will never get his love and respect;

I also thought about whether the root of all this is because she is not good.

From the summer solstice to the winter solstice, the daylight hours are getting shorter and shorter, and the days of the end of autumn and the beginning of winter are not suddenly bright until 7:30 in the morning.

The new day's traffic sounded outside, Gu Kaiyang's little beetle had already flowed into it, Ji Mingshu slowly lay on his side with his eyes closed, and then curled up into a ball, falling into a drowsy sleep.

I slept until two o'clock in the afternoon. When Ji Mingshu got up, it was already in the sun outside.

She went downstairs, turned on the phone and scanned the bill. Yesterday she bought skin care products and household items, which actually cost nearly 100,000 yuan.

She read the news sent by the producer of the "Designer" program group, but didn't pay attention to it before. It turned out that the reward for participating in the program had long since ended.

But the key is that she didn't like this little money at the time, and the card she filled out was neither brought out nor bound to her mobile phone, and she didn't know where it was.

So she now has only the last 100,000 yuan that Jiang Chun has helped.

She sat quietly for a while, then picked up the key card, changed shoes and went out.

The magazine where Gu Kaiyang works is not far from Xinggang International. Ji Mingshu went to a nearby tea restaurant to pack an afternoon tea and went straight to Zero Degree.

Today is the finalization day, and the magazine is very busy up and down. Everyone shuttles back and forth for the work at hand, and there is no time to take care of her.

She saw the familiar assistant, and then she stopped and asked, "Where is your deputy editor?"

The little assistant knew that Ji Mingshu was Gu Kaiyang's best friend, pushed his glasses, and said embarrassingly, "Sister Gu...she is in the editor-in-chief's office now, so she should be being told."

She said the last sentence very softly, almost leaving nothing but an air.

Ji Mingshu: "Why are you being told?"

The little assistant cautiously said: "Sister Gu asked for a temporary leave yesterday, and the job was not handed over properly. Some problems happened accidentally. It was especially troublesome when the draft was finalized today. The entire layout was changed in a hurry, so..."

Ji Mingshu was startled.

The assistant said: "Miss Ji, if you are looking for Miss Gu, you might as well go to the office and wait."

"No need," Ji Mingshu suddenly stuffed the packed afternoon tea snacks to the assistant, "You can eat it, don't say I gave it, and don't tell your deputy editor that I have been here."

"what?"

The little assistant looked at the back of Ji Mingshu who had finished speaking and then turned and walked away. The whole person was dumbfounded.

-

In the imperial capital of autumn and winter, the daylight is late, but dark is early, and the sunset is gone at six o'clock.

On the way from the racecourse to the clubhouse, Zhou Jiaheng reported to Cen Sen on the progress of the subsequent finishing work on the Star City side.

Cen Sen leaned in the seat, closed his eyes and slumbered, without answering.

After Zhou Jiaheng finished the report, he paused for a while, turning his head without any change in his tone, and said: "Madam went out today at 2:30 in the afternoon and went to the tea restaurant to pack up snacks. I arrived at the "Zero" magazine at three o'clock and came out at ten ten. I walked along Huainan 3rd Road to Luxend Supermarket at the intersection of Huainan 2nd Road and Dongjing Street and bought a bag of ingredients. I walked back to Xinggang International at 4:30 and did not come out again."

Cen Sen still didn't answer, but the hands that hugged him low changed directions.

Bentley drove all the way to Heyonghui. Today, Jiang Che returned to the imperial capital and met with a professor from the chip research and development team. By the way, he made an appointment with him here.

Jiang Che has recently been in love, and he is proud of the spring breeze, and is a little better as a teacher.

Seeing Cen Sen, who had met in private and didn't drink too much, came in and ordered a bottle of whiskey. He suddenly said, "Have you noticed that you have a problem."

Cen Sen raised his eyes slightly.

Jiang Che's arms stretched out on the back of the sofa, his head tilted slightly, and he looked lazy.

The smoke between his fingers leaked a little scarlet, the smoke curled up, and his voice was low and lazy, "You are particularly bad at dealing with things that have emotional factors. You don't know how to face Anjia, and you don't know what to do with your wife. ."

Cen Sen lowered his eyes again. He never touched cigarettes on weekdays, but today he lit one of Jiang Che's fire, sandwiched between his finger bones, letting it go out.

"Do you remember when you first arrived in Nanqiao Hutong when you were a child, Ji Mingshu liked you, and brought snacks to you every day."

"Yes."

He only remembered that the princess Ji Mingshu was particularly sick, and also very naive, and seemed to have isolated him by pulling a few children together.

"Why not? At that time, Shu Yang still laughed at her hot face and pressed your cold **** every day, and said that she had forgotten Cen Yang so quickly, she had no conscience."

When Jiang Che mentioned Cen Yang, Cen Sen had an impression.

Because there is a homophone in the names of Shu Yang and Cen Yang, the relationship has always been very good. Because of this, Shu Yang didn't wait to see him at the beginning, they only got together later when they were young.

Jiang Che dusted the soot, "Let me speak objectively. Actually, I really appreciate Ji Mingshu's personality. It is relatively simple and straightforward..."

Cen Sen looked at him.

"I don't mean anything else. I just want to say that you should be more direct when you get along with girls like your wife. Li Wenyin can make trouble in the city with such a small mess, and you should bear a lot of responsibility."

Shu Yang and Zhao Yang do not know Cen Sen as well as Jiang Che. Jiang Che had witnessed the whole process of Cen Sen and Li Wenyin.

To say that Cen Sen would insist on divorcing and marrying Li Wenyin regardless of the friendship between Cen Ji and his family, he was the first to believe that, first of all, Cen Sen was not a love brain, and secondly, Li Wenyin really didn't have that ability.

What he thought of, he suddenly ridiculed: "I still said something I shouldn't have said, do you know what you are like now... As soon as you hear that Ji Mingshu has something wrong, you will run back, and if something happens, you will use alcohol to relieve your troubles. The act of smoking, especially like what I would do when I quarreled with Zhou You."

Cen Sen paused and put the cigarette out in the ashtray with a low voice, "Shut up if you shouldn't say it."

Jiang Che said lightly.

Naturally, the two met not for small talk, and Jiang Che was not an old mother who cares about other people's emotional life, but with a few words, the topic quickly turned back to the official business of the cooperation project.

-

At nine o'clock in the evening, the stars shrouded this drunken city.

Cen Sen and Jiang Che talked in a low voice in He Yonghui's private room, and Gu Kaiyang finally finished working overtime and rushed back to Xinggang International.

She was worried that Ji Mingshu hadn't eaten properly. When she went home, she saw Ji Mingshu holding up bleeding fingers, squatting in front of the coffee table looking for the medicine cabinet.

"Ji Mingshu, what are you doing? What's the matter with your hands?!" Gu Kaiyang stepped forward so nervously that she didn't change her shoes, staring at her fingers that were bleeding out, "Does it hurt?"

"Nonsense, of course it hurts!" Ji Mingshu wrinkled his face pitifully. Seeing Gu Kaiyang's concentration on helping her with band-aids, he endured it again and said forcibly, "But it's okay, so he slashed gently. It won’t hurt after a while."

Gu Kaiyang let go of his heart for a while, and continued to ask: "What happened? What did you touch you, you want to scare me to death, right?"

"I'm not thinking about your hard work and wanting to cook some dishes for you."

"...?" Gu Kaiyang said with a black question mark, "You, cooking?"

She looked back at the kitchen, not to mention, the pots and pans and spoons were really moved, "What about the dishes?"

"You are so annoying."

Ji Mingshu slapped her hand away in disgust, got up on her own, sat on the sofa, with a little guilty conscience, "Isn't this lack of practical experience and continuous exploration on the road of socialist construction?"

The dish was not made in Gu Kaiyang's expectation. She was shocked now, but Ji Mingshu, the four-handed eldest lady, suddenly thought of cooking.

Ji Mingshu wanted to expose this dark history, so he sat up straight again and said to Gu Kaiyang seriously: "Yangyang, I thought about it today, and I think you are right. I can't rely on others to support me like this. Jiang Chun specially asked me the gossip today, saying that Li Wenyin’s movie, Jun Yi had withdrawn his investment two days ago."

Gu Kaiyang couldn't keep up with her thinking, "Then, isn't it a good thing? I said that you and Cen Sen must have misunderstood, wait, then why did you suddenly think that you can't rely on others to raise..."

"Whether he made Li Wenyin go through the normal process on business, or he didn't know the content of the movie, he didn't think about my feelings at all at first, and he didn't respect me. This is a fact."

"He doesn't respect me because he thinks I am a canary he raised, and there is no need to respect it. In fact, it is all to blame for myself, and I want money and respect, and I want too much. Uncle them, don’t they just get right and I can’t live without Cen Sen?"

Gu Kaiyang was shocked by Ji Mingshu's serious face, and he hesitated: "Are you going to transform into Niu Hulu Shushu?"

"You are serious, I mean serious. Don't you all live very hard? Although Cen Sen is more difficult to say, his work attitude is still worthy of praise. I heard his assistant say that he once did Talking about an M&A case, I only slept for three hours a day for half a month. And you, you work so hard every day and you are scolded by the editor-in-chief because of the oil bottle, I should..."

Gu Kaiyang: "Wait, how did you know I was scolded by the editor-in-chief?"

Ji Mingshu paused, and swiftly slapped it back and said: "Whatever you do, it's all because you interrupted my thinking. I suddenly forgot what to say."

She glanced at the time again, "It's almost ten o'clock, aren't you going to bed? Gu Kaiyang, won't you go to work tomorrow?"

Gu Kaiyang remembered the box of snacks she liked very much that her assistant had brought this afternoon, and suddenly understood something.

Ji Mingshu and Gu Kaiyang both slept very early this night. Ji Mingshu closed his eyes, remembering what he heard when he went to the magazine in the afternoon, and remembering the roadside vendors he met when he walked back desperately, and tightened the covers.

In this world, everyone is living **** their own, why can't she Ji Mingshu?

I have to admit that when she received the news from Jiang Chun today, she had a little bit of joy in her heart, but if she went back stubbornly like this, Cen Sen would look down on her in her life.

She is so greedy. Now she wants not only Cen Sen's money, but also his respect, wants him to like herself, and wants his heart.

-

When Ji Mingshu and Gu Kaiyang fell asleep early, the nightlife in the Imperial Capital had just begun.

Cen Sen is a very restrained person. Apart from socializing, he rarely participates in entertainment activities and does not go to nightclubs.

But today Jiang Che came over, and Shu Yang kept calling the two of them again and asked them to go to PUB, saying that they wanted to ask alcohol to make amends, and the two moved.

This PUB was the one where Ji Mingshu was Jiang Chun's first appearance. Through the promotion of Zhang Er Gongzi’s birthday party, it has become the new favorite entertainment venue for the party animals in the royal capital. Those who love to play in it often meet each other on weekdays.

When Cen Sen and Jiang Che passed, when the night scene was at its peak, red men and green women were shaking on the dance floor, and the five-color lights were staggered.

The two went all the way along the deck. Amidst the sound of music and noise, Cen Sen suddenly heard that someone nearby mentioned "Ji Mingshu". He followed the sound and turned his head slightly.

"Just as Yangzhou Shouma, I really don't know what she is so proud of all the time, and she wants to divorce her husband. I really want to laugh. If she wants a real divorce, I will write the name upside down!"

"What's the ability to write upside down, I can still have her last name, hahahahaha."

"No wonder she is going to get a divorce. Her husband is going to invest in a movie of her first love, **** it. I have never seen such a novel and unique way of slapping her face. Her husband is truly amazing."

"I heard that the movie to be made is still to commemorate the love between the two? If Ji Mingshu can bear it, he will be hell. Haven't seen how noble and cold she is usually?"

"Hey don't tell me, Ji Mingshu is still really beautiful. If this marriage is really divorced, it would be nice. I will get it up too. Look at this princess..."

The man's mouth was not clean before he could finish speaking, and suddenly there was a white light in front of him, and he felt some warm liquid in the corner of his forehead slowly flowing down.

"what--!"

The girls in the booth screamed and hurriedly got up to avoid the broken glass shards of the wine bottle.