first love is not too late

07

The sofa in the living room is actually not small. It is 1.5 meters L-shaped and a single sofa can be put together to sleep. After Fu Shi'an finished speaking, he entered the room. When he figured out why, Fu Shi'an appeared in the living room again.

"What are you busy with?" Fu Shi'an saw his right hand vigorously, and his tone was a little angry, "Do you still want your hand?"

"It's okay." Ji Mingyu waved his hand, but he didn't care too much. When he looked sideways, he noticed something flying towards him. Ji Mingyu subconsciously raised his hand to catch it. Before he could see what it was, he shouted to Fu Shi'an, "I'll go." , you did it on purpose."

Fu Shi'an was leaning against the door, looking at him expressionlessly. Ji Mingyu lowered his head and found a soft and fluffy pillow in his hand. He hugged the pillow and smiled flatteringly at Fu Shi'an: "It's good, please give me another quilt."

"Come and get it yourself." After Fu Shi'an finished speaking, he turned sideways, and Ji Mingyu walked over carrying the pillow, "Where is it?"

When he entered the room, he saw the flat quilt on the bed, and heard Fu Shi'an behind him say: "Sleep, don't do it anymore."

Ji Mingyu smiled, hugged the pillow and went to bed, saw Fu Shi'an go out and hurriedly asked, "Aren't you sleeping?"

Fu Shi'an: "I'll go back to my room and sleep."

"Fuck, you just let me sleep on the sofa in your two bedrooms."

Fu Shi'an laughed, how could he know that Ji Mingyu took the joke seriously.

"Who told you to be stupid."

Ji Mingyu: ......

He was lying on the bed, his back hurt a little, so he turned over and lay down on the pillow, tilted his head and watched Fu Shian go to give him the curtains, the room began to become dark, he muttered dissatisfied: "I'm not stupid. ".

Fu Shi'an looked back at him, half-drawn the curtains and stopped, a ray of morning light just shrouded Ji Mingyu, slightly squinting his eyes with sleepy laziness, like a cute animal nested in the clouds, probably because of the ray of light staying After a long time, Ji Mingyu opened his eyes again, and his voice was sleepy and soft: "What's wrong."

"It's okay." Fu Shi'an looked away, drew the curtains to block out the light, and whispered, "Go to sleep."

Ji Mingyu said "hmm" and closed his eyes again, when he heard Fu Shi'an close the door and leave, silence fell.He smelled the unique smell of brand new textiles on the quilt, as well as the faint lavender scent of laundry detergent, which he was familiar with. Fu Shi'an University had used the same brand of laundry detergent with the same scent for four years.

As long as Fu Shi'an gets close, he can always smell this fragrance.

Surrounded by familiar smells, Ji Mingyu soon fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was dark again, Ji Mingyu sat on the bed for a long time before realizing where he was, he looked at the room, except for the bed he slept in, there was only a table by the window, looking at the lifeless There are no traces, Fu Shi'an probably cleaned up this bed last night.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and this time Ji Mingyu slept for nearly eleven hours. It was the first time he slept so comfortably after graduation. He stretched himself, lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed. As soon as he moved his legs, he noticed To the nightgown bulging under him.

.......

Fine.

Ji Mingyu was about to lean back and wait for the flag to fall, but the pain in his lower back made him hiss softly, so he took a pillow and leaned against his back, then touched the phone and played while waiting for the flag to fall, a series of red dots on the phone, Ji Mingyu replied with a few more important messages, such as the editor who was about to be driven crazy, and the superior who ordered the work. There were two messages from Chen Mo, which surprised Ji Mingyu.

[When will you come back, let's chat. 】

Ji Mingyu snorted, cursed and talked about your mother, and then pretended not to see it.

You don't need to guess Ji Mingyu to know that Chen Mo is probably looking for him to keep him a secret, to Meng Yan, or to the company.

This matter has nothing to do with work, they are not in the same department, and work has nothing to do with it, but Ji Mingyu will definitely not live in that house again.If the company wants to change a room for him, the logistics side will probably ask this and that, and there will be a lot of speculation whether to say it or not.

Ji Mingyu replied to the leader's message while thinking about it. Although the current leader is no longer a coffin face, he is also a good businessman.For example, on the second day of Ji Mingyu's vacation, he suddenly sent a report asking Ji Mingyu to make a quotation and asked him to complete it on the same day, or asking Ji Mingyu to go to the design department to modify the publicity picture at six or seven in the morning, and now.

On a beautiful Sunday, early in the morning, he began to find fault with the documents Ji Mingyu sent him for review on Thursday.

Ji Mingyu's scalp felt numb to the long string of voice messages that filled the screen, each of which lasted more than 30 seconds.

Damn, I quit.

After thinking about it, Ji Mingyu quit WeChat and opened the mobile bank to check his balance. With the salary of the past two years and the fixed manuscript fee of his magazine, he has saved a lot of savings. .

Then why are you so angry!

After he figured it out, Ji Mingyu was instantly relieved, dropped his phone, and flicked his little brother happily, maybe he was too excited, the strike was not light or heavy, and he was gasping for breath in pain.

"Am I crazy?" Ji Mingyu scolded with a smile, amused by the stupid thing he did.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Ji Mingyu didn't know what he was thinking. His first reaction was to pull the quilt to cover his little brother, obviously he was wearing several layers of fabric.

"Are you awake?" Fu Shi'an unscrewed the door and met Ji Mingyu's gaze.

Ji Mingyu smiled: "Yes."

Fu Shi'an glanced at him, glanced over him, and said after two seconds, "Come out to eat."

There were three or four dishes on the dining table, as well as a lean meat porridge. Fu Shi'an was filling the rice from the lunch box into bowls. After washing, Ji Mingyu came over and sat down, "You made it?"

"Takeaway." Fu Shi'an said, "Do you eat porridge or dinner?"

"Congee." When Ji Mingyu just woke up, he often didn't feel hungry, which was why he often skipped breakfast.

I remember that when I was in college, I would be so hungry in the middle of the class every morning, and then I didn't have the mind to listen to the class.Nine out of ten of the bread in Fu Shi'an's bag ended up in Ji Mingyu's stomach.After eating, probably Ji Mingyu also felt embarrassed, and started to follow Fu Shi'an to the cafeteria for breakfast. He couldn't eat anything early, so he could only drink some porridge, at least to rest his stomach.

Fu Shi'an pushed the bowl of porridge in front of Ji Mingyu, and handed him a spoon, "I put sugar for you, it's not enough for here."

His taste was sweet, and he had to add sugar to drink porridge. Ji Mingyu was taken care of properly, and he slept comfortably this time, and he was in a very good mood. He raised his eyes and smiled at Fu Shi'an, and said, "Thank you, Yuanyuan."

Ji Mingyu's eyes are very round, but when he smiles, they look like two crescents. The tails of his eyes are slightly lowered, his eyelashes are thicker, and his smile is more cute. Fu Shi'an turned his eyes away, pretending to be indifferent: "Don't call me Yuanyuan."

Ji Mingyu smiled and scooped up a spoonful of porridge: "What are you doing? It's been four years and I still haven't gotten used to it."

Nobody knew Fu Shi'an's nickname at the beginning. It was Xu Mian who accidentally heard Fu Shi'an's mother calling him and calling Yuanyuan, but Xu Mian was shocked. Fu Shi'an's cold-faced male god was called Yuanyuan It's too inconsistent.

Then the whole dormitory will know.

Later, when we got to know each other well, we found out that the origin of the nickname was because Fu Shi'an was born on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he took the nickname Yuanyuan.

Ji Mingyu also joked that it should be called "Yueyue."

Xu Mian: "Yueyue is too much like a girl."

Then, without any surprise, I received Fu Shi'an's cold face.

There is also a more straightforward Huo Cheng: "Yuanyuan is not much better."

Fu Shi'an: ...

Fu Shi'an was so angry that he didn't talk to them for half a month, so he didn't dare to shout anymore.

What they didn't know was that Fu Shi'an was pretty when he was a child and was often mistaken for a girl, so he was sensitive to people saying that he looked like a girl, so Ji Mingyu dared to call him Yuanyuan for four years.