Yu Sheng gl

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Some headaches.But there was nothing to talk about in the two rooms, so I had to wash and tidy up quietly, the bedroom had been cleaned out, there were two beds, when I had a cold war with Xu Chenmu, I threw the big bed out in a fit of anger, and the two slept in separate beds.

The one on the right is Xu Chenmu's place. Today's newly washed bedsheets are laid clean after being dried. Xu Chenmu folded the quilt neatly according to the method he taught him once, so he turned his head and went out. , ready to continue coding tonight.

From the beginning to the end, Xu Chenmu, who has always been talkative, remained silent, as if soaked in a water tank, unable to make a sound or get in any words.

Like 1000 million ants biting her heart, she clutched the clothes on her chest, a great loneliness gradually rose in her heart, she was enveloped by her smoky loneliness, as if she had lost Xu Chenmu.

"I'll take you to see your family tomorrow." She said suddenly, but didn't turn around to look.

Xu Chenmu remained silent, as if the family she had been thinking about before could not cause any disturbance in her heart at this moment. She was really angry and refused to pay attention to herself. Lu Qiong thought what she was doing for, what was she doing Are you making excuses for yourself, is she starting to be at a loss for the future, so she let the source of everything return to Xu Chenmu?

Let Xu Chenmu give up on himself, and let him rot like this, no one can understand, and no one can get close to him.

But, obviously, from the very beginning, when I came into contact with Xu Chenmu, I asked him first, as if praying for salvation, and asked, "It's so late, aren't you going home?"

It's so late.

Lu Qiong didn't wait for a response any longer, and went to the study room. Since she didn't bring a computer, she sorted out the ideas of the new book little by little on paper. The books were piled up in front of the desk, higher than her head, and became thicker and thicker. , Every setting must have a basis, no matter how unconstrained and unconstrained, it must be realistic and feasible, and the more feasible, the more unconstrained and unconstrained, life is inherently magical and realistic.

If you sink into your own work, you can forget about everything, including Xu Chenmu's silence.

It turned out that Shen couldn't remember anything at work.

Suddenly there were a few crisp knocks on the door, knocking, knocking, close at hand, the tip of her pen trembled, and then she began to tear up the relationship between the characters and start over. The door was closed, and she leaned forward to open it——she thought that at this time and place, there was Xu Chenmu outside the door.

So he sat down firmly again, absent-mindedly grabbed a piece of paper from the table and tore it up, horizontally and vertically, his mind was in a mess.

"Lu Qiong."

"..." He folded it in half and tore the paper fiercely, diverting his attention, for fear that he would become weak and cause harm to Xu Chenmu because of Tang Yi.Her mental activities revolved around herself, criticizing and criticizing herself severely, and she was so close to hanging a broken shoe around her neck that she had a bad style of work and cheating.

"I haven't said good night to you yet." Xu Chenmu's voice was soft, "You can't stay up late, go to bed early."

"..." He took a deep breath and almost blurted out his emotions, but he was still dizzy, swallowed, and continued to tear a piece of paper.

When I lowered my head, I realized that when I was in a trance, I pulled two pictures of my own good settings...

... Lu Qiong threw the paper aside, rubbed her head and looked at the door tiredly. Outside the door was Xu Chenmu, Xu Chenmu who was getting angry.

"Good night." An angry Xu Chen rubbed his temples at night. She was very worried because Lu Qiong didn't respond like this. She seemed to be often worried because of Lu Qiong's non-response. It seemed to happen all the time in the past seven years. At that time I will fill it up with many words, so that Lu Qiong will not feel so lonely.

I just don't know why, but she feels that now is a good time to leave blank space. The large blank space is just right, leaving room for each other to think. She is afraid that if she talks too much, she will poke at Lu Qiong's pain that she doesn't know. , the name Tang Yi became a taboo, she wrote it down, but a sharp roar sounded in her mind: "Speak out! You speak out? You speak out and Lu Qiong is finished! She will die without me! "

Who will die without?She suddenly felt that this was ridiculous, but she clearly remembered that she was silent. Lu Qiong was the kind of person who would die if he lost something important.

Whatever Lu Qiong grabbed at was like grabbing a life-saving straw.

Who on earth said that?Why do flickering dots of light slowly appear in her memory, connected one by one, and there are some broken lines, she thinks that one day she will remember those key points, and then the memory returns The truth, she knows why she hates, why she loves, why she hates, why she likes, why she works hard, and why she stands up.

It is expected that Lu Qiong will not respond today. She turned her head and went back to the bedroom. The lights were turned off. Through the hazy shadow, she looked at her hands, which were pale and pale, and vaguely recognized obstacles. When she hit her leg, she realized that there was a bruise on her leg that hadn't faded away. She didn't know when it happened, but now she felt a burning pain. She rubbed her leg and found a place to sit down without going back to the bedroom. , sitting on the mat where Lu Qiong was kneeling, she rubbed her legs.

Suddenly there was a knock in the dark, it was the sound of closing the door.

A figure floated out of the study, as if seeing everything clearly at night, moving coquettishly, suddenly, stopped in front of the table, turned around, as if watching something.

"Why don't you sleep?" Lu Qiong's voice was hoarse.

"My leg hurts. It seems to hit the corner of the table. I'll sleep in a while. Don't you want to type? Go to sleep, it's not good to stay up late." Xu Chenmu lowered his head, even though she couldn't see Lu Qiong when she raised her eyes, Every ray of light in the dark night was gathered, but I still couldn't see the other person's face clearly. The owner of that face slowly approached me, kneeling and sitting on the soft cushion under me, squeezing her to the side Suddenly, he almost fell to the ground.

The waist was pulled back suddenly, and she was caught off guard. When she was pulled back, her head flicked and hit Lu Qiong's forehead with a bang, ah, it hurts, and her head hurts too.

Panicked, he stopped rubbing his legs, and groped to touch Lu Qiong's forehead, but it came so suddenly that he didn't have time to see where his nose was and where his eyes were, so his hands touched Lu Qiong's lips blindly, I was so shocked that my internal organs began to dance, trembling, and the hand was grabbed.

"Don't mess around."

"Ah, I'm sorry, is your head hurting?" Xu Chenmu felt the position right now, rubbed Lu Qiong's forehead that was bumped by him, and blew chui, thinking why he was so naive, so he withdrew his hand embarrassingly, "You …Let go of me, why don’t I sit on it… I’m almost sitting on your lap on such a place the size of a grain of rice…”

"I'm looking for medicated oil." Lu Qiong's voice was a little cold, Xu Chenmu took this opportunity to sit on the sofa, the pain in her leg seemed to be forgotten, she stared blankly at the figure with a pair of cat's eyes , found the small bottle accurately, then sat beside him, dabbed a little on his palm, held the bottle with the other hand, and only freed his index finger to dab on his leg.

"here?"

"Ah no, a little bit towards the knee." She poked her sore spot, and it was knocked again, presumably bruises are very scary, she was a little nervous, and her cold fingers walked solemnly on her leg, Then, the warmth and pain came from her legs, and she clenched Lu Qiong's clothes tightly. Lu Qiong's strength was just right, and the light in her eyes was glimpsed in the shadows, and the shadows of her eyelashes fell down. dim.

"Talk to me for a while." Xu Chenmu begged in a low voice, afraid that Lu Qiong would get angry, so he closed his mouth, pursed his lips, and lowered his body to take the medicine oil, "I'll do it myself."