atypical romanticism

It was already noon when Zhou Yu woke up, unlike the previous two times, this time she was wearing clothes.

Xiang Sheng was sitting on the sofa sculpting a picture. He was wearing a fat black sweater and a pair of gray home pants. His long hair like a waterfall was pulled into a ball. His cold white skin was white against the black sweater. There is a touch of morbidity.

Xiang Sheng glanced at her, adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked, "Have a headache? Shall I make you a glass of honey water?"

Zhou Yu shook her head, and unconsciously clenched the hem of her skirt. She looked at Xiang Sheng, feeling a little nervous for no reason.

After all these years, Xiang Sheng was the first person who broke into her world unscrupulously.She has been closed to herself for too long, and she is used to being alone. Facing Xiang Sheng, a "living creature" who is at ease in her own home, her first reaction is nervousness, and then discomfort.

Xiang Sheng closed the computer, took out a glass and honey from under the coffee table, mixed water skillfully, and said, "Mr. Zhou, do you still remember what you did when you drank too much last night?"

Zhou Yu's mind buzzed, and he asked tentatively, "What did I do?"

Xiang Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, chuckled lightly, and said, "You danced samba for 10 minutes in the hot pot restaurant last night. I dragged you home with great difficulty, but you took off my clothes as soon as you entered the door. I would rather die than obey, I put down a knife in one hand, and dragged you back to the room tenaciously, but you gave me a one-stop service by grinding my teeth and snoring, and I could only wrong myself to spend the night on the sofa."

Zhou Yu watched Xiang Sheng rambling nonsense, and the uneasiness in her heart gradually disappeared—it seemed that she didn't do anything socially dead last night.

"That's right, I'm already like this, and you didn't hand me over to the police uncle. You can't see that Mr. Xiang has the potential to become a contemporary Lei Feng. On March [-]th of the new year, people all over the country will feel guilty if they don't take you as a role model. "Zhou Yu said calmly.

Xiang Sheng handed the honey water to Zhou Yu, smiling brightly: "That's not necessary, my mother and father are both glorious party members, and my care for you is an important part of family education."

Zhou Yu was speechless, took a sip of the honey water, and raised his eyes to see himself with messy hair on the TV screen.It formed a stark contrast with Xiang Sheng who was neat and tidy beside him.

She gathered her hair together, and when she was about to tie it up, Xiang Sheng patted her hand gently: "Mr. Zhou, if you don't comb your hair, it's tied up."

Xiang Sheng took out a foldable air bag comb from the pocket of the sweater, held her hair in one hand, and combed it carefully with the other, being more gentle when encountering knots.Zhou Yu's nerves, which were tense due to hangover, also relaxed, and he subconsciously wanted to find something to lean on.

Xiang Sheng chuckled softly, as if coaxing the child: "Don't make trouble, you can do whatever you want after combing, be good."

"Xiang Sheng." Zhou Yu softly called her name.

"Ok?"

"Can you stop talking to me in the tone of coaxing children, I'm already so old."

"How old are you?" Xiang Sheng put the comb aside and braided his hair skillfully, "I'm only one year younger than you, okay."

"That's right," Zhou Yu chuckled, patted her knee, and said, "Sister, listen."

"Fuck you, we may only be a few months apart," Xiang Sheng said, "My birthday is NO.12 in March, when is your birthday?"

"New Year's Day." Zhou Yu said.

"Is it such a coincidence?"

"Well," Zhou Yu nodded, "Our family's birthday is in the lunar calendar, and I was born prematurely. Before I was born, my mother was going to visit my grandma for New Year's greetings, and the amniotic fluid broke."

Xiang Sheng put his arms around her from behind, rubbing the back of her hand with his fingers, "So, it turned out that we delivered a surprise to the teacher in advance."

Zhou Yu wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

A person who can understand premature birth as an early surprise can imagine what a perfect and harmonious family she lived in since she was a child.So much so that after accepting the beatings of the society, he is still willing to believe in fairy tales.

"It's done, do you like it?" Xiang Sheng handed her the phone, not so much asking her if she likes it, but rather preparing to accept a compliment.

"Looks good, Master Xiang is really good at craftsmanship, I will come to see you next time." Zhou Yu smiled, thinking of something, and asked: "Xiang Sheng, do you have a nickname?"

"No." Xiang Sheng leaned his chin on her shoulder and denied.

Zhou Yu was a little skeptical: "Really?"

"My name is only two characters, and my parents have called me by my full name since I was a child." Xiang Sheng recalled, and said: "But my grandma is from the south, and she likes to call me A Sheng. According to my mother, when I was young, my father I detest this nickname as too boyish, and once tried to convince my grandma to call me Shufen."

"Hahahahaha," Zhou Yu commented, "Shufen is so virtuous, and it matches your temperament so well."

Xiang Sheng poked her shoulder lightly with his chin, and said with a bit of coquettishness: "I am a young photographer S who is unrestrained and loves freedom. How does the word virtuous fit my temperament?"

Zhou Yu picked up the warm honey water on the tea table and said, "No, it's quite virtuous."

Xiang Sheng's cell phone rang suddenly, and Zhou Yu subconsciously recognized it and opened his eyes.

Xiang Sheng let go of her, walked to the other side of the sofa and looked down at the news on the phone. After reading it, he glanced at Zhou Yu who was gnawing his cup with his head down, and his heart suddenly softened.

"SMS from 10086, why are you nervous?" Xiang Sheng chuckled, "Mr. Zhou, you look like the little lover I took care of now."

Zhou Yu put the cup on the table and said, "Okay, how much can the boss give me a month?"

Xiang Sheng stepped forward and put his arms around her waist, and said in a hoarse voice: "The most valuable in the whole company is the boss himself, Mr. Zhou, please accept it?"

"No..." Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yu's lips were covered with tenderness, and Xiang Sheng's slightly cool fingers rubbed her neck, an unspeakable pleasure filled his brain .

"I cut my nails, sister, sister."

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Near the end of the year, everything is going on as fast as if the double speed button has been pressed - except for Xiang Sheng.

There are five people in her studio. Except for her and Lu Junhui, who have been away from school for a long time, the remaining three are still college students who have to take final exams.

As a very conscientious boss, she simply took the vacation early, and then left Shanghua with no other intentions, acting as Zhou Yu's alarm clock and cook.

When Zhou Yu walked out of the office building every day, he could see Xiang Sheng sitting on the bench, or holding up the camera to take pictures of the busy traffic, or lowering his head to play with the camera, quietly, obediently and cleverly.So good that Zhou Yu couldn't help but want to tease her, but Xiang Sheng seemed to have a radar on him, always finding her a second before she succeeded.

"Is there a small camera installed on the back of your head?" Zhou Yu asked a little dejectedly.

"No," Xiang Sheng held her hand and said, "As the saying goes, 'love can paralyze people's eyes', but this saying doesn't apply to me. On this road, there are an average of 267 passers-by per minute at this time of day. , but when you came out, I couldn't see them, I could only see you."

"Teacher Zhou, in my eyes, you have light on your body."

Zhou Yu paused, feeling mixed feelings in his heart, a feeling that was hard to describe in words.

It took a long time for Zhou Yu to realize that besides embarrassment and disappointment, this feeling also had a name called moving—the feeling of being recognized, needed, and surrounded by undisguised enthusiasm.

If time could be turned back, Zhou Yu would hug Xiang Sheng and say "Thank you, you are also a shining existence in my world".

But, that is if.

At that moment, Zhou Yu sneered, and said ruthlessly, "So I am Ultraman."

"It turns out that this can be understood in this way, haha," Xiang Sheng put his arms around her shoulders, "Then you are my Ultraman, and we will fight monsters together!"

As soon as the words were finished, Xiang Sheng asked her again: "By the way, Mr. Zhou, do you have the habit of celebrating Christmas? It's December, and the shops in the streets and alleys are all dressed up for Christmas. Let's celebrate the festival with the trend? "

It's fine if you don't mention Christmas, but Zhou Yu will get dizzy if you mention Christmas.

I thought that the first issue of the new year was already a big challenge, but I didn’t expect that the challenge would never be downgraded. I defeated the first issue of the new year and ushered in the Christmas topic.The entire planning team was tortured by Christmas, and their lives were worse than death.

Zhou Yu shook his head: "However, actively respond to national policies, but foreign festivals!"

Xiang Sheng: "Okay, then let's just let it go."

Zhou Yu was taken aback - he asked Sheng even, he must have thought about this festival.

She was just about to say something, but Xiang Sheng jumped ahead of her and said, "The bus is almost at the stop, let's go quickly, I made chicken soup, and you have been staying up late these days to make up for it."

The bus was crowded with people, and after standing for three stops, they finally found a vacant seat. Zhou Yu was pressed into the seat by the enthusiastic grandma before Zhou Yu had time to give in. For a while, the two looked at each other in dismay.

Zhou Yu turned sideways, raised his leg and said to Xiang Sheng, "Why don't you sit on my lap?"

"I refuse." Xiang Sheng held the armrest beside her, "I'm afraid that your small body will be broken if you sit on it."

Zhou Yu whispered, "Am I sitting on paper?"

There was a lot of noise around, Xiang Sheng couldn't hear clearly, and asked, "What did you just say?"

"It's nothing." In a trance, she felt that Xiang Sheng seemed a little thin, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Xiang Sheng's hand holding the handrail tightened, and the dim light covered up the panic that flashed in her eyes. She smiled and asked, "No, why do you ask that?"

"Seeing that your complexion is not very good," Zhou Yu looked at her and said, "It's too white."

Xiang Sheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "I don't have to wear makeup, I'm too white and I can only thank my parents' genes."

Zhou Yu shook her head helplessly, God knows why she thought that Xiang Sheng was not feeling well, who's sick would be as poor as her?

The two arrived at the station and were almost in front of the building. Zhou Yu still couldn't let go of the matter of Christmas, so he said to Xiang Sheng, "You go up first, I'll go to the supermarket to buy two bottles of Coke."

Xiang Sheng was puzzled, and said, "I have it at home, I just bought it yesterday."

Zhou Yu's brain was running fast, and he decided to run first, and said while trotting: "I'll buy two more bottles, as a replenishment."

Xiang Sheng didn't ask any more questions, and shouted: "Bring two stalks of coriander when you come back, this family doesn't have any."

How could Zhou Yu hear this clearly, and he blindly replied that he knew.

What kind of supermarket would she go to, and she got into the flower shop as soon as she left the gate of the community.

When picking flowers, I encountered a problem - Xiang Sheng's usual work and rest, not only has nothing to do with her age, but also has a lot to do with her profession.

Xiang Sheng must go to bed before ten o'clock in the evening, fall asleep on time before twelve o'clock, go out for a walk at six o'clock in the morning and buy breakfast by the way, cook good food, and even join the group of aunts and uncles in the community to grab food, and the security guard will know her when he sees her Greet warmly.

For such a magical woman, broccoli is more pleasing to her than flowers.

Just when Zhou Yu was in distress, the roses in the front came into view.

If everyone had to use a kind of flower to describe, Zhou Yu's first reaction to Xiang Sheng was roses.

——After all, she has marinated herself.

Xiang Sheng was shredding potatoes in the kitchen when there was a knock on the door.She washed her hands, opened the door and said, "I don't have the key, if I'm not at home, you..."

She opened the door, and Zhou Yu stood in front of her holding a bouquet of roses, his eyes shone with light: "Sorry, I forgot to consider your feelings just now, but I will definitely have to work overtime on Christmas Day, so, Merry Christmas to you in advance."

Xiang Sheng was startled, took the flower and pulled her into the room, hugged her, his voice trembling: "Thank you, I like it very much."

Zhou Yu smiled slightly, patted her on the back, and said, "I want to thank you. I can't live a good Christmas this time. Let's make it up on New Year's Day and bring 'dan'. New Year's Day is still our own holiday."

"Well," Xiang Sheng put the flowers aside, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Where's the coriander I asked you to buy?"

Zhou Yu was taken aback: "Coriander? When did you let me buy coriander?"

Looking at her, Xiang Sheng burst out laughing, and Zhou Yu also laughed, "When did you let me buy it?"

The lights outside the window are twinkling, and the puppies nestle lazily under the street lamps, letting the fat orange beside them tease them. The tired travelers push open the door, and behind the door is the joy that belongs only to them.

Behind Zhou Yu's door is hidden the most precious and delicate rose in the world.

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The author has something to say:

Now I realize that I seem to be the first group of people to go on vacation, so I wish those who are preparing for the exam and those who have finished the exam and have not yet scored a successful exam and stay away from failing!

Doing the math, Zhou Yu's birthday is coming soon.

PS. I strive to double update today.