atypical romanticism

The sky pierced through the night, and what woke Zhou Yu up earlier than the alarm clock was the stomach pain, but he stayed in bed like her, Zhou Yu just gasped, showing his respect for it, then turned over and tried to use it again. Sleep beats pain.

"Five minutes, just sleep for another five minutes..." Zhou Yu hinted mentally that before he finished, the phone rang like a reminder.

"Who! What's wrong with that early in the morning?" An unknown fire set Zhou Yu ablaze, and when he saw the four words "feudal legacy" that stood out on the screen, half of the fire in his heart dissipated——Xiang Sheng, then Not surprising anymore.

"Zhou Yu, are you awake~" On the phone, Xiang Sheng's voice was brighter than the sunshine outside the window.

But at this moment, Zhou Yu didn't have the time to lament her innocence and cuteness, the double torture of being forced to get up early and stomach pain is too terrible.

She turned on the speakerphone, threw the phone on the bedside table, searched for painkillers while rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and replied, "It's hard for me not to wake up when you call."

"Co-authoring, I acted as Teacher Zhou's alarm clock today!"

Xiang Sheng didn't know what he was doing, there was a lot of noise around him, and he couldn't help but raise his voice, which made Zhou Yu tremble, and the painkiller he finally found rolled under the bed. Bian asked again: "Are you taking medicine? I just heard the sound of the medicine bottle falling on the ground."

Zhou Yu picked up the medicine bottle and replied: "Your ears are quite good, but you just had a stomachache just now, and finally found a bottle of unexpired painkillers after rummaging through the boxes and cabinets. Your old man scared me and fell under the bed."

"Let you not eat well," Xiang Sheng seemed to protect the receiver of the phone with his hands, and his voice softened.

Zhou Yu ignored her, silently counted down three times, threw the medicine into his mouth like a strong man breaking his wrist, then closed his eyes and poured water, but his throat was too thin, and it was still stuck in his throat. The bitter Zhou Yu stomped his feet, water She finished drinking just now, and couldn't spit out the medicine, so she could only swallow the pills with a frown and a bitter face.

Although Xiang Sheng couldn't see Zhou Yu's little face in pain, but he could guess all sorts of things from the movement, the smile on his face was brighter than the sun.

As soon as Zhou Yu regained his strength, he heard the person on the phone teasing him: "I didn't expect you to be so old that you still have trouble taking medicine. Teacher Zhou, you are so delicate."

Xiang Sheng's words didn't have any malice, even when he said these words, there was a pampering that he didn't realize, but Zhou Yu was still stunned when he heard the word "squeamish" - squeamish?Who is she?

"Zhou Yu? Are you still there? Didn't hang up, is the signal bad?"

"No, I'm listening," Zhou Yu came back to her senses, only to find that tears had already flowed down, she wiped them carelessly, "It's nothing, I'll hang up."

"Don't hang up!" Xiang Sheng said hurriedly.

Zhou Yu sighed, helped his forehead and said helplessly: "Xiang Sheng, I have to go to work at nine o'clock, what do you want to do?"

"Ah, here," Xiang Sheng hesitated to speak, "Forget it, you hang up."

Zhou Yu frowned, feeling that Xiang Sheng was completely inexplicable, but he really didn't want to continue to be poor with her, and the thousand words and swear words were simplified into "um".

After being tormented by Xiang Sheng, she couldn't fall asleep, so she just sank into the sofa and let her thoughts run wild.

She thought of her childhood, when she, Yu Hong and Zhou Zhou, a family of three were huddled in the "old and poor" opposite the school because of her going to school.

The afterglow of the setting sun cut the not-so-spacious house into two worlds. The light passed straight through the aisle piled with sundries, and landed on Yu Hong who was chopping stuffing in the kitchen. Zhou Yu, 14, stood with his head down. In the shadows, with his head lowered, his gaze fixed on the mud-stained toe of his shoe, anxiously waiting for Yu Hong to speak.

The soiled school uniform jacket bulged her schoolbag, and the crumpled report card was curled up at her feet. The sound of chopping stuffing became louder and louder. Her tears hit the toes of her shoes uncontrollably. Fear, but also grievances.

Yu Hong glanced at her, and the tears were undoubtedly a handful of dry sticks added to Yu Hong's raging fire: "Cry, cry, cry! Why are you so delicate, a child? It's unbelievable for you to pass the exam like this." ?”

"Or do you think that you have done well in these exams? Let's talk about your math. Your teacher Liu said that although the difficulty of math this time is a bit high, it is no problem to pass 105 at your level! The result How much did you take?"

"80! You are actually stuck on the passing line! You are about to take the high school entrance examination, do you know that! Who are you worthy of this score? Is it worthy of me and your dad going out early and returning late, or yourself. If it is not for you to go to school, we will use it Do you want to live in this small place where you can't even stretch your legs?"

She held her breath, trying to hold back her tears, but the tears fell lingeringly like autumn rain, her head lowered lower and lower, like a heinous sinner.

Yu Hong became more angry: "Why are you crying! Hold back your tears! Your father and I are still alive!"

"Squeamish," Zhou Yu muttered to himself, "Am I worthy?"

She shook her head and got up to take a shower when there was a knock on the door, and before she could reach the door, there was another sound of chaotic footsteps in the corridor.

Zhou Yu leaned over the cat's eye and looked out - there was nothing.

She hesitated for a moment, but opened the door cautiously. There was not even a cat in the corridor.Zhou Yu couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and saw the sandwiches and soy milk hanging on the doorknob.

There is a post-it note on the bag, with the words "eat well" written on it.

The handwriting is neat but not lacking in strength, and there is a cute smiling face next to it, which is strangely cute when matched.

She knew who sent it without thinking about it—this kind of enthusiastic person seemed to be the aunt who lived in the yard with her when she was a child, who else could it be besides the beautiful and beautiful "feudal legacy".

Zhou Yu looked at the words on the post-it with a smile, feeling a strange warmth in her heart. She picked up her phone, took a photo of the post-it, and sent it to Xiang Sheng.

Xiang Sheng sent back a message: "You're welcome."

Zhou Yu chuckled, looked at the sandwich, and solemnly transferred a 20 yuan red envelope, with a note: "Breakfast money."

Xiang Sheng was not polite, he ordered the payment neatly, and replied with a voice, pretending to be exaggerated: "When I bought these, I used the coupons from Ali/Pay/Baobao, and the total cost was only 5 yuan. Teacher Zhou deserves it. It’s Teacher Zhou, and breakfast starts at double digits.”

In an instant, the smile on Zhou Yu's face froze. The number of times she ate breakfast was very few, how could she pay such an expensive price for one rare meal?

"15 yuan," Zhou Yu wanted to cry without tears, "Three buckets of instant noodles have been put in!"

"Fuck Xiang Sheng/Your uncle!" Zhou Yu's voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

"I can't hear it, I can't hear it, we civilized people can't hear your vulgar words." Xiang Sheng seemed to be playing a rascal.

Zhou Yu sneered, and replied, "You civilized people don't listen to scolding, you only like to do uncivilized things."

As soon as the voice fell, Xiang Sheng came over with a voice call, Zhou Yu threw the sandwich aside, picked up the phone, and said angrily: "Xiang Sheng, you have a net profit of 15 for this meal, if you don't even let me eat Anton, isn't it a little too much?"

"Tsk," Xiang Sheng said calmly, "Don't be angry, what time do you get off work?"

Zhou Yu's eyes paused, and he asked back, "What are you doing?"

"15 yuan is not for nothing. Our cooperation will continue. We must pass the hurdle of the theme concept."

Zhou Yu paused when he unwrapped the sandwich, and asked, "What advice do you have for Teacher Xiang?"

Xiang Sheng chuckled, and lazily replied, "I can't tell you clearly on the phone."

Zhou Yu: "..." Her intuition told her that Xiang Sheng was making cakes for her.

However, although painting cakes cannot satisfy hunger, they can relieve hunger anyway.

Zhou Yu compromised and said: "In principle, I get off work at six o'clock, but there is a high probability that I will work overtime. If it is too late, I will tell you in advance."

"OK," Xiang Sheng agreed readily, glanced at the time on the phone, sneered, and said quietly, "Mr. Xiang, it's still an hour and a half before nine o'clock. If you want to eat fast, you should still be able to catch up." Get on the subway."

Zhou Yu took a breath, hung up the phone immediately, packed himself up quickly, grabbed his bag and was about to rush out the door when he caught a glimpse of the unopened sandwich on the coffee table, gritted his teeth, Put it in the bag too.

Xiang Sheng was sitting on the sofa, the light green thin tube was flexibly folded in her hand, the moment the unit door made a muffled sound, a star fell on her hand, Xiang Sheng looked at the star, with eyes in her eyes With a flickering light, he murmured: "The work is going well, Mr. Zhou."

-

"SHINE" strictly implements the principle of 'use women as men and men as animals'. Everyone at the station starts with two tasks.Although tiring, but fortunately "SHINE" is backed by rookies to enjoy the cool, and the salary is really beautiful.

Zhou Yu thought more than once that if he saved the money for seeing a doctor, he could move to a place closer to the company, and he would not have to get up early to squeeze the subway.But she just thought about it, and didn't dare to go to an intermediary, she was afraid that she would really save the expense of seeing a doctor on impulse.

She couldn't die, at least not yet.

In addition to being busy with the first issue of the new year, Zhou Yu still had three jobs on hand waiting to be matched. She was so busy all day long that she didn't remember that she seemed to have an appointment with another person: "Damn it!"

"What's wrong?" Emily asked, hearing the sound, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's okay." Zhou Yu glanced at the time, it was eight o'clock, not too late.

Zhou Yu packed up her things. Others in the office were still busy with work. She lowered her voice to greet Emily and left.

Looking at WeChat while walking out, she thought she would be bombarded by Xiang Sheng's news, but in fact, the chat box between her and Xiang Sheng was pushed to the bottom by a lot of other information.

Xiang Sheng only sent her two messages, one at six o'clock: "Are you off work?"

The other is an hour later, "Working overtime? Remember to eat."

Zhou Yu looked at these two Wechat messages with only eleven characters in total, and felt a pang of guilt in his heart: "What am I doing here!"

She clicked on the dialog box, and before she finished typing the three words "I'm sorry", Xiang Sheng's clear voice came from behind: "Zhou Yu! Zhou Yu! I'm here, look at me!"

Zhou Yu followed the sound, and saw in the crowd that the girl with waist-length hair and a bright smile was walking towards her step by step. Through the hustle and bustle and the crowd, every step was extremely firm.

It seems that I came to this world once, just to walk towards her.

"You," Zhou Yu's mouth opened and closed, and a simple "why are you here" couldn't be said completely.

"Didn't you agree, you're going to hang out with me tonight," Xiang Sheng smiled knowingly, and said, "I don't have much else, I just have a lot of time."

Zhou Yu lowered his eyes, and the guilt in his heart grew stronger: "I'm sorry, I agreed to tell you in advance, but in the end I was too busy and confused. You must have been waiting here since six o'clock, right?"

"Well," Xiang Sheng nodded, and said in a relaxed tone, "It's not a waste of time, I took a lot of photos!"

These words did not comfort Zhou Yu. Seeing Xiang Sheng, he stepped forward and put his arms around her shoulders. Like a frightened rabbit, Zhou Yu suddenly raised his head. His eyes, which were usually half-closed, stared like Staring at Xiang Sheng like a copper bell, he asked silently: What are you doing?Let go of my wife!

Zhou Yu felt that this silent warning was already very "righteous", and Xiang Sheng should let her go if he had any discernment.

But Xiang Sheng seemed to be blind. Not only did he not let go, but he hugged him even tighter.

The faint fragrance of roses on Xiang Sheng embraced her, and the seemingly invincible battle armor led her to shuttle fearlessly in the noisy crowd. The guitar sound of the street road singer was melodious, and the lyrics were lazy and gentle: "Don't be sad about my fairy , let's go and have fun together one earth."

--------------------

The author has something to say:

Don’t be sad about my fairy, let’s go and have fun together one earth.

English is my own thought, any similarity is purely coincidental.

Probe question: Has everyone finished the exam?Kid wants comments (poor.ing)