Iceberg Chef Chasing His Wife GL

Did Bo Sheng use this app?Ji Manli blinked and pressed the confirm button.In Ji Manli's impression, Bo Sheng is not someone who knows how to use Internet chat software, just like herself.

If the economy permits, hearing the sound will make people warmer than reading the text.

Bai Sheng's avatar is the original photo, and he didn't even change it by himself, and the status column is blank. It almost makes people think that Bai Sheng installed this program just to explain to friends who want to add her as friends.

Ji Manli smiled subconsciously, double-clicked on Bai Sheng's profile picture, opened a dialog box, and quickly said: "Chef Bai, happy new year, isn't the shop busy?"

Not expecting that Bai Sheng, who was busy with work, would reply her directly, Ji Manli clicked the dialog box and clicked on a picture.Almost only 30 seconds later, Bai Sheng sent her response.

A Shiba Inu with its head tilted and grinning, with a big Happy New Year sticker on its head came into Ji Manli's eyes. It was so cute. The corners of its mouth and eyebrows were curved together, showing that she was amused.

When it was over, Bai Sheng sent another sentence.

"The store is handed over to the clerk. I am reading on the second floor."

"Pfft," Ji Manli replied: "You are being lazy like this? But don't the shop assistants have to go back to their hometowns after the Chinese New Year?"

"Two people from this city are kept, and they will be paid overtime." Bai Sheng's typing speed on his mobile phone was a bit slow: "But I decided to close the store on New Year's Eve and the fourth day of the holiday."

"It's good. After all, you have to rest during the Chinese New Year. You usually don't sleep very much. It's too hard to open a shop."

"will not."

"Why not, I think you are very busy."

Bai Sheng paused for a long time, Ji Manli thought she was embarrassed and didn't know what to reply, so she hurriedly found another topic: "What are you going to do during your vacation?"

"Maybe take a walk around and go back to City P to have a look." Bai Sheng quickly replied.

"Then let's make an appointment to go back to the high school campus one day?" Knowing that Bai Sheng is coming back, Ji Manli suddenly felt a little excited: "Then let's go to the student street to eat something?"

"can."

"Great~" Fortunately, Bo Sheng was able to return to P City to share his boring New Year holiday, Ji Manli immediately added a thank you sticker.

Just when she was about to close the dialog box again, Bai Sheng sent another message.

"It's not hard to open a shop."

When Ji Manli saw that she brought back the topic just now, she was slightly taken aback, and replied: "Huh?"

"People who like to cook as a coffee shop can not only satisfy their own interests, but also make gluttons very happy."

A long string of words appeared in front of Ji Manli's eyes, chewing on this sentence made her a little distracted.

But the person on the other side seemed to want to disturb her thoughts even more, and said: "It's not hard to open a shop, and I'm happy when I see a satisfied smile."

Ji Manli's heart seemed to have fallen into a boundless swamp, a rope was tied to it, and at the other end of the rope was tied the words she had said repeated by Bo Sheng.

These words brought her heart into the depths of the swamp, getting deeper and deeper until she completely sank, almost drowning in the indescribable warmth of Bo Sheng.

Ji Manli didn't know whether Bo Sheng said these words on purpose or not.But how did Wu Wuxin remember her words so clearly?But why did Bo Sheng deliberately write down these words? Maybe it was just her own problems that reminded her of a long memory fragment.

Ji Manli didn't understand why she would associate such a simple conversation with complexity, so much so that she was a little out of breath.

What is she struggling with?Why is she struggling?

He couldn't even give himself an answer.

"Well, as long as you are happy." Ji Manli closed her eyes after typing these six words, trying to sort out a space in her messy head so that she could continue thinking.

"After arriving in P city, call you?" Bo Sheng asked again.

"it is good."

"Then I will continue reading, good night."

"Good night." Ji Manli gave Bai Sheng a sleeping sticker.

After finishing this conversation, she suddenly felt that she couldn't see Bai Sheng clearly.

In fact, she doesn't know whether she has really understood her from the first year of high school to the present.

She used to be difficult to approach, like a flower blooming on the edge of a cliff, you try your best to hold her, but you often end up in pieces; she used to be difficult to communicate, as if from another planet Different species, no common language with you, and no interest in your world; she used to be difficult to get along with, like an animal that regards humans as natural enemies, when you stretch out your arms and want to give a hug, she Probably arched, raised its tail, and bared its long, pointed teeth at you.

But it's not difficult for her to understand, Ji Manli knows.

Ji Manli knows that her favorite dessert is tiramisu sprinkled with a thick layer of cocoa powder, her favorite color is black and the color of logs, her favorite place is any farm with a large field of lavender, her favorite My favorite animal is a chinchilla that cannot be imported from Taiwan. I like to listen to classical guitar playing most. My favorite painter is Mucha.

Ji Manli felt that she actually knew Bai Sheng very well, but this time she felt that she was ignorant.

She has only seen the superficial side of Bo Sheng, and has never thought deeply about whether there is any meaning behind what Bo Sheng did or said.

But what made her connect these buried deeper and more distant things from Bo Sheng's words?She sighed, unscrewed the plastic cap of the PET bottle of green tea, and immersed her tongue and thoughts in the sugar-free bitterness. She didn't want to discuss the unthinkable reason.

The noise of the living room, the collision of mahjong, the low cry of wild frogs, and the soft cry of nightingales, after leaving aside the conversation with Bo Sheng, the sounds that she had ignored before flooded into her ear canal like a flood.

She couldn't help but chuckled helplessly, and only chatting with friends could make her so deeply immersed, and the slight vibration of her mobile phone could always distract her when she was working.

No longer in the mood to stay in front of the computer, Ji Manli closed the screen and walked to the living room.The small living room was divided into three small groups. The triplets sat on a game mat on the floor, and the three surrounded a box of Lego. Sitting on the same long sofa, the second aunt and Ji's mother concentrated on watching the local eight o'clock stall, while criticizing the characters and plot in the play; while the uncle, the eldest aunt, the second uncle and Ji's father A table was gathered to play mahjong, and there were a few banknotes and coins beside the table.The strange thing is that the blue-haired girl is not in the living room, Ji Manli thought to herself that she should stay in the room.Neither of the two uncles came back with the aunts. It is said that they had to come back the day after tomorrow because they had to pay their respects on New Year's Eve tomorrow.Ji Manli felt a little unbelievable, after all, the two aunts were so traditional, but they didn't advance and retreat with her husband.But after all, it is someone else's housework, and she just happened to see it and was curious.

The mosquito trap lamp placed not far from the door was lit with purple light, and a scorched mosquito fell into the base with a snap.Seeing this scene, Ji Manli, who had been bitten by two or three small bags in the room, unconsciously scratched her calf, feeling a little itchy, so she asked her grandma where the Wan essential oil was.

Taking the small polygonal glass jar, Ji Manli sat on the triplets' play mat, turned the metal cover on it, dug out some white and strong-smelling ointment, and applied it on the red and swollen area.Seeing their cousin sitting on their mat, the three children picked up the toy, crawled over with hands and feet, and asked cheerfully, "Does my sister want to play too?"

Looking at the three immature faces, Ji Manli smiled, and didn't have the nerve to refuse, so she replied: "Yes, yes."

"We're going to pile the blocks into a big boat!"

"The very big one!"

"There are zebras, lions, elephants, people, all of whom are going to be in the boat, and giraffes!"

The children scrambled to talk, and put the building blocks together in a hurry.

"Wow, are you going to make Noah's Ark?" Ji Manli thought it was interesting, took the animal-shaped building blocks on the side, and put them on it.

"What is sister Noah's Ark?" The child's eyes widened, and he tilted his head to look at her, puzzled.

"Noah's Ark..." Seeing that the three children had never heard of this Bible story, Ji Manli bent her lips and said, "It's a long story, do you want to hear it?"

"Think!" The children raised their little hands and said in unison.

"Okay." Ji Manli asked the three children to sit around her, and slowly began to tell them stories in the noisy living room, while combining Lego blocks of various colors in her hands, as if recreating the time before the flood scene.

"Once upon a time, there were only two human beings in the world, one was Eve and the other was Adam..."

Although the Bible stories are full of a lot of irrationality and absurdity, the children don't notice it and don't care, but sometimes they ask some questions that make Ji Manli laugh and cry, and Ji Manli doesn't know how to answer them.

"Will there be babies if there are two animals? What if the girl's giraffe doesn't like the boy's giraffe?"

"Why are there no polar bears and penguins, will they die?"

"Is this boat not big enough to hold a few animals? Will the animals that are not on the boat die?"

Ji Manli patiently made up the reason, and finally built the building block boat at the end of the story.

The children installed building blocks with wheels under the building block boat, converted a yacht into an amphibious vehicle, gliding on the play mat, and making "sho-soo" sounds in coordination with their mouths.One of the boys also went to the table and took two or three crispy crisps and a few packets of Prince noodles, put them on the building block cart, and turned the amphibian into a delivery cart.There are many ways for the children to play, and Ji Manli just smiled as she watched from the side.

The age that is easy to be satisfied is the happiest.

Rather than being like the current her, she may not even be able to see clearly what she is after, and she even denies her own desire.

I'm a little tired, let's go back to my room.