Losing a Two-dimensional empire

There is no way to ignore it.

Ye Busheng ran into the research room and Tongzi explained the reason, then ran to Mengyu's house with the lights on.

"What, at home." Ye Bucheng knocked on Mengyu's door.

"Hello, Meng Yu."

But it was still useless, Meng Yu was so disappointed.

Thinking of Meng Yu bowing his head and hugging his knees indoors, Ye Buluo became bewildered and knocked on the door a little bit roughly.

"You stay inside, Meng Yu."

After that, for a while, I felt someone slowly walking to the other side of the door.

"what?"

The faint voice of Mengyu came from the room

"Anyway, answer a phone call at home, and the same goes for an email."

"Thanks to your blessing, I worried a lot." Ye Bucheng said.

"Worried?" Meng Yu said.

"Na is of course."

Ye Busheng said.

"Door d is open."

In the middle, Meng Yu's listless appearance is revealed. If you look closely, you may have cried, and there are still many traces.

Probably because Mengyu didn't want to cry in front of others, as if she was shy about what she did, she covered her eyes with her bangs.

"It's okay," Ye Bucheng said.

"Ah."

'Yes, that's good. '

'After that, did you have a good meal? You, you haven't eaten since noon. ' Ye Busheng said.

"Did you hear that?"

"Ah."

"That's it."

Heaving a sigh of relief, Ye Bucheng unconsciously tapped Mengyu on the head.

Meng Yu, who was originally older, now looks like a child holding an adult's hand.

"it hurts."

"This is a thank-you gift that worries me. Goodbye."

After turning around, someone grabbed the sleeve from behind

Looking back, Meng Yu lowered her head and said nothing, just tugging on Ye Bucheng's sleeve.

"Oh, I finally have an appetite, very good"

"How about eating together?" Meng Yu said.

"Huh?" Ye Bucheng said.

Meng Yu finally raised her head, her eyes seemed to say please don't leave me alone.

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Bucheng nodded in agreement.

"Tonight, also the backside"

''No, it's mentaiko spaghetti.

This is fried noodles, not spaghetti. While eating, I looked around. Compared with before, I cleaned it myself, but it got a little dirty after the meeting.

The room is still littered with piles of books, papers and plastic bags, and inside the bags are piles of wine bottles and snacks.

The room smelled a little booze, probably from her canned beer and soda, and the empty cans gurgled and twirled on the seeds.

I drank this thing without eating anything. I probably drank it when I lost my mind.

"Meng Yu, you drink well."

"Do you like to drink?" Ye Bucheng said.

"I can't even say I like it." Meng Yu said.

Yeah? " Ye Bucheng said.

"I always feel that Mi has a way to continue the chat. Anyway, let's talk about the previous things."

In this way, the instant pasta was finally finished, and I was still helpless, so I had to go into the kitchen and throw the plastic bowl.

"This, is it okay to leave it here?" Ye Bucheng said.

"Ah."

Ye Buling took the plastic bowl and fork and threw them into a plastic bag.

Back in the room, Meng Yu didn't eat noodles, but was typing and sending text messages.

Sent to myself here.

"I always feel like I'm worrying you, sorry."

It turned out that it was sent by Meng Yu.

Apparently my feelings were passed on to Rita.

But there was no mention of what happened before.

"It's a pity this time, but there are always opportunities." Ye Bucheng said.

"Don't talk about it, everyone, just try harder next time."

"Yeah." Meng Yu said.