How to be a patron

I left a new contact information for PB, and then said goodbye to him reluctantly. I told him that I will come to the United States for a while every year, and I will definitely come to Los Angeles to see him next year.

When I got home, Uncle Liu hadn't come back yet, so I took a shower, hugged the quilt and played with my phone on the bed.The mobile phone is newly bought, and the card is also local in the United States. Although my parents were very moved that I did not hold the mobile phone to play all the time, they soon felt that it was inconvenient to contact without the mobile phone, so they let me get one.

After changing to a new mobile phone, I only called the company assistant and asked her to go to my house to get my old mobile phone and ask her if anyone had contacted me. The assistant read the name of the sender to me in chronological order. , there is no one I want in it, it's all those fucking cronies.

It has been more than a month in the blink of an eye, and this time should be in the afternoon in China. I sent another message to my assistant, telling him that I will return to China soon.

After thinking about it, I added, has anyone contacted me recently?

The assistant called me to report: "It's all your friends."

"Oh," I didn't feel sleepy at all, guessing that my assistant would have nothing to do after I left, so I said, "Then read all the recent messages."

The assistant took a sip of water on the other end of the phone, and then read the text messages to me one by one in chronological order.

"Tian Shao, when will you come out to play? I recently met someone who suits your taste, and I will introduce you to him." ——Hupenggouyou No. [-].

"Tian Shao, is the 'Fuying' company still short of foreign food sources? I have some connections here, which can reduce costs. Hey, come out and chat when you have time." ——Hupenggouyou No. [-].

"Master Tian, ​​have you smashed the computer at home recently? You haven't played the game for a few days. Damn, a few traitors appeared in the team recently, and they cooperated with the foreign camp to attack us. I was surrounded and killed fifteen times. Fifteen times! I tell you, within three days I have to get out, and I’m still waiting for you to take us to torture and kill those bastards!” ——The captain in the online game.

"..."

The assistant read a few more, most of which were sent by these people, and the content was similar, either asking me to go out to talk about business, or asking me to go clubbing or play games online.

I dug my ears and said absent-mindedly: "Is there anything else? These people just skip it and don't read it."

"Oh." The assistant swiped the phone over there, "Ah, here's another one, which I missed before... a sprout: I'm in Zhengzhou."

"What!" I jumped up from the bed, "You read it to me again."

"I've arrived in Zhengzhou. It's sprouted."

"Read it again, read it clearly, don't miss it!"

The assistant has been with me for two years, and they are quite familiar with each other. They are usually business-like, but occasionally they will play a little temper.Hearing that I wanted her to read it again, Youyou sighed and said, "Sender: Mengmeng, receiving time: 3:27 pm on March 5, text message content: I have arrived in Zhengzhou, full stop. No more."

"What! Did you make a mistake? This message was more than a fucking month ago. Why didn't you tell me when I asked you last time?"

"This..." The assistant's voice was also weak, "I missed it last time, it's just a few short words, I really didn't notice, I'm sorry, boss."

"Get out!" I roared angrily and hung up the phone.

God, the time when Gou Meng sent the letter happened to be the time when I was flying from China to the United States. This stupid assistant with myopia of [-] degrees actually missed this most important piece of information!If I had been told earlier, I would, I would have...

Alas, I can't do anything about it.

I was depressed for a while, then called back, and said viciously: "Did Mengmeng send any other messages? Huh?"

The assistant was a little panicked. After poking around for a long time, I took out my mobile phone and started flipping: "Report to the boss, it should...it should be gone."

"What do you mean should be! Give me a fucking look carefully, look for it carefully, and if you miss one more, you can resign and get out!"

My assistant who has been with me for two years said aggrievedly: "It's really gone, his name is so cute, you can see it at a glance."

"Hmph, can I see that you missed it before?"

The assistant wants to cry but has no tears: "I made the wrong boss."

"Forget it." I hung up the phone in a bad mood and lay in a daze on the bed.

After a few more minutes, I called my assistant: "Send him a message for me."

The assistant just put my phone away, and quickly found it after hearing this: "Okay, what do you want to say."

"What are you talking about... Well, just say, I see... Bah, delete it, say, how are you? What are you doing... No, no, no. Oh, wait for me to think about it."

I didn't hang up the phone, and the assistant didn't dare to hang up on me. The two of them were silent on the phone for a while, and the assistant asked timidly, "Boss, is this... your girlfriend?"

"Hmph, it's none of your business, you think I don't know the whole company and you are the one who gossips the most?"

"Hey," the assistant smirked over there, "Otherwise, I miss you?"

"Fuck off, people sent me text messages, but they didn't reply at that time, and they didn't reply until more than a month later, what a fart I was thinking. Damn, it's all your fault!"

"Yes, yes, I was really wrong. I'm sorry, boss... Well, I think, otherwise, just send some simple messages. It's not good to talk too much."

I scratched my hair so hard that my scalp hurt. For the first time, I didn’t know how to text someone, as if I hadn’t sent a text message in eight lifetimes: “Oh, otherwise, I’d better reply. What are you doing now?”

"it is good."

"Wait! I'll think about what to say."

"Boss, I've already sent it." The assistant said calmly on the other end.

My heart was ashamed, and I felt like I was talking to a pig: "Okay. Then contact me when he replies."

After hanging up the phone, I lay on the bed in a daze for a few minutes. The phone didn't ring. I also knew that Gou Meng couldn't be looking at the phone all the time. It would probably take two or three days for him to reply me.

Unexpectedly, I was confused for a few minutes before the phone rang, and the assistant called: "Boss, Mengmeng has replied to the message. He asked if you want a postcard, and he wants to send it to you."

"Yes! Yes!" Before I realized what a postcard is, I subconsciously called out for it. After I called out, I realized, hey, Mengmeng still has me in her heart. Sending postcards has been an emotional sustenance since ancient times. ~Oh, the post sends plum blossoms, the fish passes on the ruler, this is love!

The assistant on the other side didn't hear my excitement, and asked stupidly: "Then shall I reply to him with your home address?"

"Okay... wait! Please be kind to me!"

"... May I ask the boss, how can you be kind?"

"Damn you, you've been out of the way of shopping for treasure all day long, you don't know how to speak intimately!" I wish I could punch this idiot assistant unconscious with a punch from the air.

The assistant hummed helplessly, saying that she had sent it as I requested.

After we waited for a while, Gou Meng's message came, a simple "yes".

I thought about it, and I didn't want my assistant to be our intermediary, and I didn't want her to continue to read the chat content between me and Gou Meng, so I asked her to reply: "I'm out now, I will go home in a few days, and I will talk to you when I get home." You contact."

After I hung up the phone, I suddenly regretted it. I didn't say clearly in the text message, but just said that I was outside. Would it make Gou Meng think that I was out wandering again?Cool?Are you in the mood for extravagance?Alas, and the tone is too cold, and I will go home in a few days, I fucking want to go home now!

Or go back to him.

I didn't want to tell the truth and tell him I was abroad.When he said that he was leaving that day, my blood surged up, and I hurt him severely with the sense of nobility that is rare for a (pseudo) capitalist and the vanity common to the weak.I regret it now, although he acted nonchalantly, but I still feel sorry for him.

The reason why I did this was because of my inexplicable inferiority complex when I faced him.

Unexplainable excitement and melancholy surrounded me.

After I met Gou Meng, I persisted in exercising, and I dreamed less and less often. Most of them slept soundly and peacefully until dawn, but today I saw the person I was thinking about day and night in my dream.

Gou Meng's figure was faint, I knew I was dreaming, I chased after two steps and found that I couldn't catch up with him and didn't force it, so I just sat down where I was and quietly admired his back.

Mengmeng in the dream is wearing a black tight-fitting racerback vest, her skin is toned and firm, and the half-hidden and half-visible colored tattoos add a bit of sexiness.His lower body was camouflage overalls, and even though the pants were baggy, I could still recall his hips through the fabric.

He just stood motionless in the mist, without turning his head, not near or far from me.I sat cross-legged on the spot, looking up at his back, admiring and intoxicated, excited but timid.

Eyelids opened and closed, and there was a hypnotic fragrance in the air, and I actually fell asleep again in my dream.

I haven't stayed up late for a long time, I couldn't hold back my sleepiness, and fell asleep until noon.

Sixth Uncle has already returned, the bedroom door is closed tightly, but there are no girls' shoes in the hallway after going downstairs, and I don't know if he and the girl went well or not last night.

I fiddled around with something to feed my hunger, and couldn't resist calling my assistant—it was midnight over there.The assistant was woken up by my call, and reluctantly answered the phone: "Hey, what's the matter, boss?"

"Then, does Mengmeng still send text messages?"

"Ah... no."

"Okay, you continue to sleep, and you will contact me as soon as he texts back."

"Oh... ho, ho."

I hung up the phone and scolded the incompetent assistant in my heart again.

After reconnecting with Gou Meng, I couldn't stay in the United States for a moment, and I desperately wanted to go back to China, and wanted to see what was written on the postcard Gou Meng sent me.

As soon as Uncle Liu woke up, I immediately told him that I was going back to China early.

Uncle Six was very surprised: "You just came to my place yesterday, so don't be in such a hurry, just stay a few more days and go back with me."

"No." I gripped the phone tightly, "I suddenly thought about something, and I have to go back to my country immediately."

Uncle Six looked at me suspiciously, obviously he didn't believe that I could have something urgent, but he still didn't stop me much.The tickets for the day were sold out, so I had to buy the earliest flight home the next day.

If I can, I really want to fly in front of Gou Meng right now, no matter what kind of face he is, Xi'er, I miss him so much that my whole body trembles.

The author has something to say: I don’t know if you have experienced that kind of uncontrollable excitement and excitement, and then spread from the inside out, making the limbs tremble slightly.