If the reminder fails, you will be teased

Luo Wangshu looked at Qiao Wei's calm and unruffled look, and suddenly remembered what Guo Yi told him personally when he called him to the office before leaving get off work the day he first arrived at Ruiyi Company.

At that time, Guo Yi was sitting behind the desk, putting on a serious posture to discuss national affairs with him, looking at him seriously, and said in a deep voice, "Do you know how to get the manuscript from Qiao Wei?" ?”

A few days ago, Luo Wangshu would never have imagined that Qiao Wei could be so shameless, so he replied honestly, "Hurry up."

"Wrong!" Guo Yi raised her hand, slammed it hard on the table with a "slap", and said loudly to him every word. "You have to be more shameless than him."

Thinking of this, Luo Wangshu sat on the sofa, slapped himself on the face, and felt that it was even more difficult to be shameless than Qiao Wei than to answer the last small question of the last big question in the math test paper of the college entrance examination that year.

"Angry?" Qiao Wei looked at him with a smile.

Luo Wangshu pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly, and replied dryly: "Knowing that you are sick, how dare you be angry." After he finished speaking, he gritted his teeth and added in his heart that he must be tolerant when dealing with mentally fragile old men with brain disabilities.

It's not that Luo Wangshu didn't remember what the nurse said to him before. He didn't get sick many times since he was a child. He was protected by his parents at home and taken care of by Gu Anrang when he was out.

Even though he went to university and was far away from home, when the seasons changed and the temperature difference increased, Luo's mother never forgot to remind him to add or remove clothes, and sent him fresh seasonal fruits from time to time. The vitamin supplements were just right, although he He looks thin and tall on the surface, but his body's resistance is actually stronger than that of ordinary people.

It was because of being taken care of so thoroughly that Luo Wangshu was so impressed by only a few illness experiences.

I remember one time when he suddenly fell ill, Luo's parents and Luo's mother had agreed to attend an important national academic seminar in advance, so they had to leave him alone in a small clinic in the community under the care of his aunt.

He was not very old at the time, and the sick children in the clinic were all accompanied by their family members. He was lying alone on the small bed in the inner room listening to the movement outside, feeling terribly uncomfortable.

In the end, Gu Anrang, who was still a teenager, skipped the evening self-study in the junior high school and sneaked back to see him.Eating the steamed buns that Gu Anrang bought for him, the young Luo Wangshu almost couldn't hold back his tears.

Luo Wangshu probably started to treat Gu Anrang as his elder brother from that time, and began to cling to him after he recovered from his illness, and the relationship between the two has improved to the present.

So Luo Wangshu doesn't mind spending more time with Qiao Wei, who might be really depressed, but he is still thinking about how to use his company to urge more manuscripts to come out.

He looked Qiao Wei up and down several times with the look of pricing the pork on the chopping board, and after a while he asked him: "You live in the hospital, will you suffer from insomnia at night?"

Qiao Wei let him scrutinize her without changing her expression, always smiling: "Yes."

Admit it so simply?

"Lack of a pillow." Qiao Wei blinked slowly, imitating his eyes, looked Luo Wangshu up and down, and finally met his eyes, showing a meaningful smile. "What do you think?"

Luo Wangshu was originally resting his elbows on the armrest of the sofa and his chin with his palm, but he was so frightened by his "pillow" that his hand slipped, and he directly put it on his cheek.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at him pretending to be horrified: "Do you want me to move the mannequin in your study to the hospital?"

Qiao Wei narrowed his eyes.

"Yes." Luo Wangshu nodded, raised his hand and raised three fingers at him. "Thirty thousand characters in exchange."

Did this little white rabbit do it on purpose?

Qiao Wei laughed angrily: "Why don't you just borrow one from the hospital."

Luo Wangshu was finally happy: "Then why don't I stay tonight to be your escort?"

Just as Qiao Wei was about to agree, Luo Wangshu raised his right hand and spread his five fingers: "[-] characters."

Luo Wangshu finally reached a deal with Qiao Wei at [-] characters, and peeled an apple for Qiao Wei, cut it into neat small pieces and put them in a glass bowl, then left the hospital and went home to pack up his things.

In fact, the main reason for going back is to get his own computer and digital drawing board. Before going to bed at night, Luo Wangshu will draw a part of the next character design list.

Instead of staying in the ward with nothing to do and being "bullied" by Qiao Wei, it's better to find something to deal with, at least to reduce the urge to strangle Qiao Wei to death in the hospital.

On the way back to the hospital, Luo Wangshu called Luo's mother and briefly explained the situation that he was going to spend the night away tonight. It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon when he entered the ward again.

Although the sun outside was not so scorching, the residual temperature on the ground and in the air still made Luo Wang break out in a hot sweat.

He put the computer and drawing board away, stood at the vent of the air conditioner and fanned his collar, and when he turned around, he saw Qiao Wei, who had already changed into a hospital gown, sitting by the bed and flicking his phone with his head down.

Seeing Luo Wangshu looking back at him, Qiao Wei put away his phone, got up and said with a smile, "Let's go out for dinner."

It didn't take long for the sweat on Luo Wangshu's body to subside. He was being comfortably blown by the air conditioner, and he felt the brilliance and greatness of technological civilization in his heart. Hearing Qiao Wei's words, he wanted to collapse on the sofa: "Go and eat by yourself. , I’m not hungry yet. I know where the hospital cafeteria is, and I’ll go there by myself later.”

"Thirty thousand characters." Qiao Wei straightened his collar, and flung out three words at him lightly.

Suddenly, Luo Wangshu bounced up from the sofa, turned around and walked out the door.

Qiao Wei didn't mean to tease him this time.

He had eaten with Luo Wangshu a few times, and he had a general understanding of the taste of the little white rabbit. Although the taste of the hospital food was not bad, it could only be said to be average, and it might not be what he wanted.

I didn't expect that I had to make a deal with him on the manuscript just to let him have a good meal.

Qiao Wei looked at Luo Wangshu's back, smiled softly, shook his head helplessly, followed behind him, and closed the door by the way.

Qiao Wei's body has not fully recovered, and his stomach is a little fragile, so he only drank a bowl of porridge with light side dishes, but Luo Wangshu, who didn't want to come out under the high temperature at first, was very satisfied.

After dinner, Qiao Wei took him to a small square not far away to take a walk to digest food.

It's almost seven o'clock, the twilight is all together, and the small square that is still in a hurry during the day is slowly becoming lively.

The aunts and aunts who danced in the square, the grandparents who walked and chatted, and even many children who were dragged by their parents. Men, women and children filled the small square, surrounded by a circle of various stalls that only open at night. Snack, the greasy but fragrant smell floats far away.

There were too many people in the square, Qiao Wei and Luo Wangshu didn't really go in, they just walked slowly under the trees in the outer circle.

When walking through another entrance on the east side of the square, he happened to see an ice cream truck. Luo Wangshu's eyes lit up immediately, and he went over to buy a matcha ice cream.

Qiao Wei, who can't eat too much irritating food at present, took advantage of her height, looked down and smiled as he waved the ice cream in front of her eyes, and was about to tease the young man, but found that Luo Wangshu's gaze was fixed Fall to one side.

Qiao Wei looked sideways and saw a pair of grandparents and grandchildren standing near the flower bed. It seemed that they came here to pick up some scraps and sell them, taking advantage of the bustle of the square at night.

The little grandson was very thin, he was no more than five years old in appearance alone, his skin was tanned, he was pulling on his grandfather's clothes, and he was staring at the ice cream truck on the side of the road.

The old man's back was stooped, and he was holding a blue-gray fertilizer bag in his hand. The mouth of the bag was opened a little, revealing several empty drink bottles, and he looked at him in embarrassment.The shriveled mouth was open and peaceful, and the words of comfort were diluted by the noise in the square, but a few words could still be vaguely heard.

"I just bought you candy at noon, so I can't spend any more money." The old man spoke with an obvious accent, and he was not a local. "Tomorrow, buy it tomorrow, huh?"

The price of a mobile vending machine like this is twice as high as that in an ordinary ice cream shop. For people who live in poverty, it is completely unnecessary expenses.

The little boy pouted, turned his eyes, glanced at other children walking past holding ice cream, and then looked at the ice cream truck over there. His feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he refused to move a bit.

"You child, why are you so disobedient." The old man also felt sorry for his grandson, but he didn't dare to spend money recklessly. "Let's go to the store to buy, be obedient."

After all, the little grandson was too young, no matter what he said, he refused to leave, holding a few candies tightly in his hands, his mouth was pouted higher and higher, and the eyebrows were drawn together, as if he was about to cry in a second.

However, in any city, the gap between the rich and the poor can be seen everywhere, and it is not uncommon.

Qiao Wei turned her head, and without waiting for him to say anything, Luo Wangshu walked over quickly with her long legs.During the short time Qiao Wei was in a daze, Luo Wangshu had already knelt down in front of the little boy.

He pointed to the candy in the boy's hand, and then handed the ice cream in his hand to his eyes, his voice full of expectation: "Brother wants to eat candy, but he doesn't know where to buy it, I will exchange it with you for some ice cream." Is a candy okay?"

The little boy shrank awkwardly behind his grandfather, and the old man laughed and waved his hands.

Luo Wangshu continued to whisper a few words, the little boy finally hesitated and spread his hands, picked two and put them in Luo Wangshu's hand, then took the ice cream with bright eyes, held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, Not willing to bite it down immediately, but held it up high, wanting my grandfather to eat it first.

The young man was squatting by the flower bed, his skin was even fairer by the light from the street lamp, the end of his eyes were curved with a smile, and a light shadow was revealed under the eyelids from his slender and curled eyelashes. Those eyes, which were already clear and clear, were even more dazzlingly bright.

Qiao Wei's heart skipped a beat when he saw it.

Luo Wangshu touched the boy's flat head, thanked him softly, stood up and greeted the old man, and walked back to Qiao Wei's side.

Qiao Wei looked at the young man walking towards him with a smile on his brow under the light circle of light cast by the street lamp, and felt that a layer of warmth was enveloped in front of his eyes.

He suddenly wanted to tell him that you really haven't changed a bit from before.