Through the Book: I Am the Vicious Female Supporting Brother's Brother

Yu Yue threw away Leng Qiye's study notes in his hand and rested his head on the table. Ever since he called that night, Dongfang Xun hadn't answered his calls in the past few days. The reply should not exceed ten characters, and the interval time is also very long.

This made Yu Yue very depressed. His wife was staring at his chrysanthemum. This situation made him feel a little bit pained. Let alone whether he was ready or not, just talking about the nature of this matter made him scratch his head. To understand Dongfang Xun's meaning, isn't it just to confirm his position in my heart?

Ahhhhh, I'm so aggrieved, although the picture in my mind is acceptable, but he's not good enough physically, Dongfang Xun should know, but his reaction these days doesn't look like he accepted his answer.

Yu Yue took out his phone and stared at the text message he sent, unable to express his distress.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Yu Yue came back to his senses and picked up the phone, "What's wrong?"

"Where should I ask her to have dinner?" Leng Qiye's voice came from the microphone.

Yu Yue thought about it, "Just find a decent dry pot restaurant."

Leng Qiye frowned, "Isn't that good?"

"Look at what clothes the woman next to you is wearing. The whole body costs less than 200 yuan. Are you going to take her to a high-end place for dinner? Or make her embarrassing?"

"......"

"The casual clothes I just asked you to wear when I went out today are in the same style." Yu Yue took the discarded note and flipped through it, "Similar to the consumption level of a dry pot restaurant, such as fast food, home-cooked food Small shops are also a good choice.”

Leng Qiye leaned on the car, looked at Gu Mengyao who was waving at him with a bright smile, his eyes were shaken, he nodded with a smile, and said in a low voice, "I see."

"If you really don't know these shops, let the woman choose directly. This is the best result."

This kind of answer subverts Leng Qiye's views on making friends. They usually ask the secretary to book a restaurant and invite someone to eat directly, so that the initiative is completely in their own hands, but the woman lets herself hand over the initiative. I have no opinion of my own."

Yu Yue rolled his eyes solidly, "Can you always accept your president control?"

"...Yes." Leng Qiye answered almost subconsciously, and then realized that he pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Then choose a restaurant with home-cooked food." Yu Yue turned his mind quickly, and looked up the place where the hero and heroine dated in the novel in his mind, "No. 32, Yurong Street, East District, a time-honored home-cooked restaurant, you will like it."

"Okay." Leng Qiye put away his phone, nodded lightly at Gu Mengyao, "Get in the car."

"Ah, good." Gu Mengyao glanced at Leng Qiye a little strangely, and felt that this person treated her a lot more gentle today, and he didn't have that overbearing and tiresome energy.

After the co-pilot sat down, Gu Mengyao asked the handsome man in the driver's seat, "Where shall we eat?"

"You'll like it." Leng Qiye didn't choose to tell people the name of the place. The woman said that he must always maintain a sense of mystery. This mysterious smell will make people can't help but get close.

Sure enough, he saw some anticipation on Gu Mengyao's face, and then Gu Mengyao seemed to think of something, and asked Leng Qiye in the driver's seat, with a troubled expression, "You don't want to take me to some high-end western restaurant, do you?"

"No."

With Leng Qiye's answer, Gu Mengyao breathed a sigh of relief. You must know that she is most afraid of going to that kind of place. She doesn't say that she is not full, and she pretends to cut steaks. Although she has a good face, she believes in filling her stomach more. important.

Leng Qiye, who has been observing Gu Mengyao quietly, naturally did not let go of the expression on Gu Mengyao's face, he thought, the woman really resembles her, maybe this is not bad.

Thinking like this, Leng Qiye suddenly felt a lot lighter, and an invisible white smoke floated out of his body and disappeared into the air.

On the other hand, after teaching Leng Qiye, Yu Yue looked at the notes in his hand without distraction. When he saw something he didn't understand, he would turn to the textbook for comparison from time to time.

When Yu Yue came to his senses, it was already dark, and Leng Qiye didn't send him any text messages or call for help during this period, he probably knew the way to solve Gu Mengyao.

He stretched himself, clicked on the text message on the rebound condition, but there was still no reply.

"Dong dong."

"Ma'am, dinner is ready."

"it is good."

Yu Yue put the bookmark into his notes, put it in the bookcase, and walked out of Leng Qiye's study.

Just as Yu Yue sat down, a text message rang on his phone. Yu Yue immediately picked up the phone and clicked on it. The next second his eyes dimmed, it was Leng Qiye's text message for help.

-What's for dinner?

Yu Yue knocked on the table and replied.

-Where are you?

— near the university town.

—Then go in and eat oden.

-good.

Leng Qiye put down his phone, looked at the person whose hair was lifted by the breeze, and said, "Let's go eat oden."

"It's great!" Gu Mengyao excitedly raised her hands and shouted, "Oden cooking, here I come!"

Leng Qiye looked at the person who rushed into the crowd and laughed wantonly while standing in the light, and suddenly remembered that line of the poem.

Suddenly looking back, the person was there, dimly lit.

Compared to the sweetness of the two and Yu Yue's distress, Dongfang Xun was more difficult. It was the nth time that he picked up his mobile phone and stared at the text message Yu Yue sent at noon asking him if he had eaten.

After a long time, he put down the phone again and looked at the document in front of him. After a while, he threw the document away in agitation.

He knew what Yu Yue meant when he said that his feelings hadn't arrived. It was as if he hadn't told Yu Yue what was hidden in his heart. They hadn't developed to that point yet, and the answer he wanted was also the answer Yu Yue gave. But when he heard that sentence, he felt very blocked, very upset and uncomfortable.

He is hiding in Yue, and he doesn't know what he is being willful. Sensibility replaces reason to dominate him. Now he is like a little devil who can't get candy, willful and funny. This cognition makes him unable to let go of his posture to please Yu Yue, if allowed to develop like this, there will be an irreparable rift between them.

They were suspicious of each other, careful with each other, and tested each other, trying to walk into each other's broken hearts. Yu Yue was braver than him, and took the first step, but he stayed on the edge and refused to waver. He didn't believe in Yu Yue. But he wants to get more from Yu Yue, he is like a glutton with endless greed, unable to fill it up.

Dongfangxun pulled out the drawer, took out the cigarette and lighter from the innermost side, stood up, looked at the darkening sky outside, the red dots were dazzling in the only light, and a wisp of white smoke came from Dongfangxun's mouth Spits out, dissipates quickly.

His back looks lonely and desolate in the brightly lit city, like a child abandoned by God.No matter how noisy the city is, there is also the loneliest back.

Dongfang Xun thought of Zhang Xueyou's "Heart Like a Knife" at this moment.

My heart is gray, my heart is blue, touching your heart, it is actually transparent.