in the center of the universe

Zhuang Baixin was very sensitive, "It seems that you have smelled some kind of stench."

He adjusted the position of the choker pendant in front of the mirror, and said, "It's all fuming, I don't want to talk about it." He waved his hand, like a gust of singing wind, happily blowing away.I asked Xiaomeng to have a drink in Paris at night, and the beer girl who became the "Sister-in-law Hong" came to ask him when he would be on stage again.He staggered back to the dormitory after drinking, and vomited everywhere in the middle of the night. Lingling didn't go to work the next morning, so he cleaned up for him all morning.

When I got up, I took off my make-up, wrapped myself in a quilt, and watched TV with blank eyes. Lingling asked him what he would like to eat, but he shook his head and said that he would not eat anything, and that he could drink some Coke.Give him a can of Coke, sit next to him and peel oranges for him.

"It's really virtuous, I can get married." Lingling hung her head and said nothing, he asked hoarsely, "Oh mom, how many days have it been, are you still angry?" Lingling glanced at him and became very wronged: "She It's your sister, why are you so loud with me..."

"I don't want her to be my sister. She wasn't born by the same mother." He muttered, then turned around and asked, "Hey, is there any auspicious day for getting married recently?"

"Ah? What?" Lingling didn't hear clearly, so he didn't say anything.Ask Lingling to check the almanac on the mobile phone, once he said it, he listened to it, and he was still paralyzed after listening.Lingling was silent for a long time, and asked him: "Meimei, if you get old in the future, don't you want to find a companion?"

He snorted and said, "Whether you can live to old age or not is another matter."

"No, just let's live with a partner, and you can't grow old alone."

He half-opened his eyes and said, "Just one person, if you're sick, get some gas."

"Why are you so frustrated when you talk, can't you think of something better?" Lingling patted his arm through the quilt.

"Think about it? When will you and Xiaohao get married? Just right, let's see the date." He squinted at Lingling, teasing her.Lingling neither seemed angry nor complained, saying: "Xiaohao is quite nice, but he is not manly."

"What is masculinity?" He laughed.

Lingling is very serious: "The one who can protect me is like you did that day!" Looking at him with longing in his eyes.He almost choked on Coke, and laughed out of breath: "Oh my god, why am I so rare!" After wiping away the tears from his laughter, he said, "We can only be sisters, but I can't be you man."

Lingling's face was flushed: "Who, who wants you to be my man! You ask me, and I'll just say so!" Before we could talk together, Lingling went back to the house briskly, put on makeup and combed her hair, and was about to go out , I came back to find out the medicine box, pressed out a few pills, and ate them.

"Lingling."

"What?"

"Is it harmful to your body if you take this medicine?"

Lingling adjusted her hat in front of the mirror: "Yes."

"Then if you don't eat, can't you just save enough money and change your sex?"

Lingling looked at him in the mirror and said to him: "I don't know when I can save enough money, but I can't stand myself as a man, I can't stand it all day, I don't even want to look at my lower body when I go to the toilet, Even if you die from taking medicine, you can still die as a girl." After speaking, she walked away with her little chin held high.

He was covering himself with a quilt on the sofa and trying to take another nap, and Miss Xiangxiang started rehearsing downstairs. The music was exciting and the rhythm was sonorous, which lifted his spirits.When I went to the first floor, I saw all of them wearing tight-fitting fluorescent dance skirts, with three-centimeter stiletto heels on the light waterproof platform, dancing Korean girl group dances.

Zhuang Baixin was taking pictures while Xiangxiang stepped on the beat, pointing out over and over again: "Jump up, girls! You are the most beautiful!"

Ye Ping led the dance, working extraordinarily hard, twisting her small waist, holding her eyes in small eyes, with an air of dominance in heaven and earth, as if there were all his followers behind her.

Seeing him coming, Zhuang Baixin smiled at him: "What you say is what you say. I didn't take the camera yesterday. I will make up for it today." He gave a thumbs up, turned and left.Zhuang Baixin didn't chase after him, and shouted: "You can call me anytime!" He waved his hand without looking back.

Go back to the house and call Guan Zang, "Do me a favor."

"Okay, what's wrong with Meimei?" Guan Zang said with a wishful tone.

"Help me find out about Yan Renjing—my sister, when will she get married, and it's best to know which restaurant will serve the wine."

"I see. Is Meimei coming tonight? I'm at my grandfather's place and I'll go back after dinner."

"Then you fucking tell me to fuck." After cursing, he hung up the phone.

Guan Zang put away the phone with a happy face, walked out from the balcony of the luxury villa, and was stared at by Ma Qianjia with unkind eyes.

"You have to report this to him too?"

Guan Zang said "ah", "Is this a report? Maybe I'm used to chatting with Uncle Ma."

Sun Lingxian came out of the kitchen, took off her apron as she walked, and greeted Guan Zang: "You two wash your hands quickly, and dinner will be served after your grandfather and the others finish talking."

"Thank you, do you need my help?" Guan Zang asked.

"Auntie is helping me, it's rare for you to come back, just eat well." Sun Lingxian walked upstairs, "I'm going to see your grandfather."

Seeing Sun Lingxian disappear at the corner of the stairs, Ma Qianjia whispered to Guan Zang, "I didn't tell him about Meimei. You know your grandfather's style, so he must be unhappy."

"I know."

"Your grandfather still cares about you the most."

"I know that too." Guan Zang smiled slightly and said, "I also care about grandpa the most."

Ma Qianjia looked at his side face for a while, sighed, and stopped talking.

It took Guan Jingyuan more than half an hour to come down from upstairs. The two people on the left and the right listened to his lectures until the dinner table.One is the general manager of Guanda Steel, a subsidiary of Guanda Group, and the other is Guan Guoliang, Guan Zang's uncle.Guan Guoliang has worked in Guanda for more than 20 years, but he has not taken over from Guan Jingyuan's class for a long time.

"Don't talk about work when you're eating," Sun Lingxian said helplessly, persuading Guan Jingyuan, "Guan Zang came back after a long time, why are you always talking about work?"

Guan Jingyuan gave a low "tsk", not very impatient, but ended the lecture.

"Is Guan Zang School busy?" Guan Guoliang asked.

"Very good. Going to class, changing homework, and going out to do research are all things I am interested in." Guan Zang put down his chopsticks and replied.

"How wonderful," Guan Guoliang sighed, "except for you, our family is either doing business or working in institutions, and there is no one who engages in knowledge. You have to persevere. If you want to take a doctoral exam, take a doctoral exam. The family will always support you."

"Thank you uncle." Guan Zang smiled.

Guan Jingyuan raised her chin, "Eat a la carte, your grandma cooks it herself." Sun Lingxian quickly filled another bowl of meatball soup and put it in front of Guan Zang.Ma Qianjia was a little anxious and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Guan Jingyuan's eyes.

Guan Zang took a spoonful of the soup, ate a meatball, and said to Sun Lingxian, "It's delicious, thank you grandma."

"It's fine if you like it. Your grandfather said that you usually eat cold and cold food. Let me make more warming food for you. Eat more!"

Ma Qianjia watched Guan Zang drink the whole bowl and clenched his fists under the table.Seemingly satisfied, Guan Jingyuan called Guan Zang to the study after finishing her meal.

"You are my only grandson. Grandpa is always doing it for you. But this time, it's better not to have such a thing happen again. How many pairs of eyes are staring at grandpa for faults. Don't be like your mother, you know? "

"Ok, I know."

"Grandpa knows that you are lonely by yourself, so it's good to relax properly, but don't touch messy people, and tell grandpa if you want to get married."

Guan Zang smiled: "I don't have this idea yet, and there are no messy people, grandpa don't worry."

Guan Jingyuan was silent for a while: "Pay attention to your body."

"Well, so is grandpa, this time the high blood pressure has been adjusted, remember to take medicine on time."

After the brief meeting ended, Guan Zang and Ma Qianjia bid farewell to Guan Jingyuan and drove home from the suburban villa area.Not long after leaving the community, Guan Zang called to stop and vomited on the side of the road holding a telephone pole.

Ma Qianjia patted him on the back, and when he finished vomiting, he took a bottle of mineral water to rinse his mouth.After vomiting, Guan Zang couldn't stop laughing, wiped away the tears and snot from vomiting, and said, "My grandpa, it's so funny."

The Ma Qian family was silent all the way.Send Guanzang downstairs and ask: "Shall I talk to Uncle Ma?"

Guan Zang shook his head: "I'm fine, isn't it always like this?"

Sister Xiangxiang's rehearsal lasted until the night before the performance, and it was in full swing. He watched it for a while and then went out; the computer was sold, and he didn't want to take online jobs. people coming and going.In the evening, I went back to Guanzang.Guan Zang gave him the key, and when he opened the door, the light in the living room was on.

"You're back?"

No one answered, so he changed his shoes and went in, only to find Guan Zang in the toilet holding the toilet and throwing up.

He squatted beside Guan Zang and asked, "Pregnant?"

Guan Zang threw up tears in his eyes, and smiled happily when he saw him coming: "Meimei...!" After speaking, he vomited again.

"Don't fucking call me and throw up." He stood up and went to the kitchen. There was diced beef on the chopping board, freshly made and not yet cold.I took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and went back to the toilet, "What did you eat?"

"Meat that hasn't cooled down." After Guan Zang vomited, he sat directly on the ground, leaning against the wall.

He thought for a while: "Did you throw up during the barbecue?"

Guan Zang nodded.

"You still eat if you spit?"

"I want to please Meimei." Guan Zang held his ankle with a pitiful expression on his face.

"Fuck off. Are you vomiting on me now to please me?"

"I'm wondering if I'll get used to it after eating, and I can eat it with you in the future." Guan Zang took the water he brought, and he roughly wiped his mouth with a tissue, "It seems that I can't get used to it for a while. "

He poked Zang's forehead with his finger, "Don't bother pretending to be a normal person if you are mentally ill." He took out a candy from his trouser pocket: "Here."

Guan Zang held it in the palm of his hand and refused to eat it. He grabbed it and peeled off the candy wrapper and forced it into his mouth. Guan Zang frowned: "It's so sour, Meimei."

"That's why I stopped vomiting."

"Why does Meimei always bring sugar?"

"Because it can stop vomiting." He said blankly, "Don't kiss me tonight, even if you brush your teeth."

While opening her personal mailbox, Zhuang Baixin clicked on the so-called leaking emails one by one, browsed the unidentified content, and at the same time opened the QQ of her former colleague, and wanted to give her the materials of the Guose Tianxiang Theater Troupe.

"Are you going to be transferred soon?" The ex-colleague sent a grinning emoji.

"Probably," she replied.

"I said you, it's time to think about the next step. How many people are still working in the front line? It's not easy to be a male reporter, let alone a female? Can you snatch those young people?" Zhuang Bai Without thinking back, the other party continued: "This industry is no longer what it was when we first entered the industry."

Zhuang Baixin was silent, and typed a few words on the keyboard: "I know."

"You know, but you are not reconciled. You always want to struggle again and make a big event to prove that you have not been eliminated."

"Shut up." She made a knife emoji, in exchange for a grimace from the other party.

"Talking about the victim this time, I said why does my name sound so familiar, isn't it the student who was expelled from Dongning University at the beginning of the year?"

Zhuang Baixin asked a series of question marks.

"You don't care about such trivial matters if you are serious about current affairs. Internet gossip tabloids like us know it. I was the number one professional back then, but I didn't expect to be reduced to being a reverse actor now!"