Shoulder to shoulder

Bi Guo didn't think he was stupid before.

Even if I don't think I'm smart, at least I'm not stupid.

When she was in school, her grades were always in the middle and upper reaches. After finishing school, she coded full-time, and her overall grades were not bad.

But in front of Jian Xuezhou, she felt that she was not only stupid, but also childish.

The person whose language is even more unreasonable is Jian Xuezhou, but Jian Xuezhou can tell Bi Guo in a relaxed manner: you are too young.

So tender that any disguise would appear clumsy, so tender that any secret has already been seen through.

The words she asked were superfluous, what could actually happen, in the final analysis, it was just her own uneasiness.

I want Jian Xuezhou to give a definite answer to prove my innocence, so as to comfort myself, even if I share the same bed with Jian Xuezhou, even if she gets up the next day and occupies the original position of Jian Xuezhou, then she is also innocent after all, A gentleman of integrity.

The plane turned upside down, and under Jian Xuezhou's gaze, Bi Guo felt ashamed and funny.

If you talk too much, you will make mistakes, so she simply put away her little cleverness, smiled and said: "I don't sleep well, if I disturb you, I apologize to you."

Jian Xuezhou raised his eyebrows, his teasing expression was vivid: "You kicked me several times."

"I'm sorry!" Bi Guo hurriedly said.

"Apologize with some sincerity?" Jian Xuezhou asked.

She is really a person who distinguishes between rewards and punishments. If she helps out, she will get benefits, and if she does something wrong, she will be compensated.

Bi Guo twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled forcedly, but he was peaceful and willing in his heart: "Sister, what do you think is sincerity?"

Jian Xuezhou said: "You took quite good photos, how did you use PS?"

"It's okay for basic purposes." Bi Guo answered honestly.

"In the group photo that day, you help me add someone." Jian Xuezhou asked, "Can it be done?"

Bi Guo recalled the lighting conditions when taking the group photo, and said: "If you want to be seamless and not see the traces of PS, you have more requirements for the photo of the person you want to add."

"No problem." Jian Xue said thoughtfully, "There are a lot of photos of her, I'll send you her WeChat ID, and you can choose by yourself."

"Okay." Bi Guo responded.

The plane continued to turbulent, the radio had rang several times, the flight attendant stopped the service and pushed the dining car back to the kitchen.At this point, all passengers were seated in their seats and fastened their seat belts obediently.

Bi Guo glanced at Jian Xuezhou's waist, and then raised his hand to check for her. Jian Xuezhou raised his hand to block her hand, and their fingertips touched, warm and soft.

Jian Xuezhou said: "It's mine, it's up to you."

Bi Guo didn't lower his head, and said, "Mine is fine too."

Before the words were finished, the plane suddenly sank, and screams erupted everywhere.

Jian Xuezhou suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Bi Guo's hand. Bi Guoben's heart was empty because of the weightlessness. This grab almost took her breath away.

Jian Xuezhou frowned slightly, and Bi Guo looked at Jian Xuezhou, feeling the temperature and beating pulse from the place where the skin touched, flustered and elated.

She comforted Jian Xuezhou: "I'm not afraid."

Jian Xuezhou's frown deepened, she didn't let go of Bi Guo's hand, her beautiful eyes fixed on her, as if she was exploring something.

Bi Guo was so angry that he was afraid of being seen through but he had to pretend to be calm, and he repeated, "I'm really not afraid."

The radio rang again, and the flight attendant's speech was very ordinary, and the tone was very steady, but there were still frightening whispers from all around.

After bumping over a big one, and finally stabilized for a while, Jian Xuezhou let go of Bi Guo's hand and said, "You're really not afraid."

This is a declarative sentence, so Bi Guo smiled and said, "I never worried about flying."

"Why?" Jian Xuezhou asked.

Bi Guo looked around for a while, moved closer to Jian Xuezhou, and lowered his voice: "Because I think that the plane is really going to crash, and self-rescue is useless. So when I go to the sky, I leave myself to fate. What should I do? That's all."

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Jian Xuezhou stared at her.

"Not afraid." Bi Guo laughed and looked out the window, "The scenery here is so beautiful, it would be even better if it could be higher..."

Jian Xuezhou's hand grabbed her arm, interrupted her, and forced Bi Guo to turn around and look at her.

"Do you understand why Ji Lan did that?" Jian Xuezhou asked suddenly.

Bi Guo was stunned for a moment, not knowing why the topic suddenly turned to Ji Lan.

She wanted to talk to Jian Xuezhou about Ji Lan, because she was very depressed about it, but no one talked about it.

But she hesitated to mention it all the time, because she didn't want to cause trouble for Jian Xuezhou. After all, this is not a pleasant topic.

Now Jian Xuezhou took the initiative to bring it up, and Bi Guo became serious, saying: "Although Ji Lan communicated smoothly with me on the Internet, she has always had problems with her three-dimensional social interaction. She told me herself that she was tired of interpersonal communication, and that's why she resigned." Work."

Jian Xuezhou didn't respond, and Bi Guo continued: "I went to the hospital and met her parents, and felt that her family environment was quite normal. So I don't know exactly why she behaved like this."

Speaking of this, Bi Guo was a little sad, and she lowered her head: "At this time, the test results should have come out. I understand that her father didn't tell me."

"No one is willing to tell the unrelated people about their relative's illness, especially..." Biguo paused, "Mental illness."

The plane trembled slightly again, and Bi Guo murmured: "She looks too painful..."

"Biguo." Jian Xuezhou called her name.

Bi Guo raised his head and looked at her again, Jian Xuezhou said: "Actually, I don't care what Ji Lan is like."

Her voice was cold: "Because I don't know her, and among the people I don't know, the proportion of patients with mental illness is not small."

After all, this meeting was very clear-headed, and instantly understood what Jian Xuezhou meant, and she hurriedly said, "I didn't."

Jian Xuezhou frowned and asked her, "Have you fantasized about death?"

After all, the alarm bells rang out, and he felt that if he answered honestly, he would be rejected, so he shook his head vigorously: "No."

Jian Xuezhou said: "Then what did you say just now?"

Bi Guo was stunned, and a maxim played in Bi Guo's mind in a loop:

Don't play tricks with Jian Xuezhou, don't play tricks with Jian Xuezhou...

Seeing her expression, Jian Xuezhou raised his hand and threw away Bi Guo's arm.

After all, it was only at this time that Jian Xuezhou realized that during the conversation just now, Jian Xuezhou kept holding onto her and did not let go.

Being able to ignore Jian Xuezhou's physical contact with her, Bi Guo knew that he was really messed up just now.

On the next voyage, Jian Xuezhou seemed to be angry and didn't take the initiative to talk to Bi Guo again.

After the plane stabilized, Bi Guo took the opportunity to ask the stewardess to get a drink, and talked to Jian Xuezhou for a few words, but Jian Xuezhou only responded lightly.

Bi Guo didn't dare to disturb her anymore, and kept quiet until the plane landed.

The two got into the car going home, and Jian Xuezhou kept swiping his phone.

Bi Guo was a little embarrassed, so he had to take out his mobile phone and look at it absent-mindedly.

A message popped up on WeChat, which was sent by Jian Xuezhou. Bi Guo's heart skipped a beat, and joy and excitement surged up in an instant. She didn't dare to look at Jian Xuezhou beside her, and only quickly opened WeChat.

However, what Jian Xuezhou sent her was just a cold business card recommendation.

Bi Guo tilted his head, opened his mouth, caught a glimpse of Jian Xuezhou's graceful profile, and then swallowed all the words that came to his lips.

He hesitated with his fingers, but finally decided to communicate with words. Bi Guo typed a line without raising his head, and sent Jian Xuezhou back.

-Sister, is this the one who wants to pose in the group photo?

Jian Xuezhou didn't move at all, only his fingertips moved quickly:

-Yes.

Bi Guo replied nonsense:

- Then I'll add her.

The WeChat name of the person on the business card is "Wang Ye", which reveals a feeling of second class.Bi Guo's friend request was sent within a second, and it was approved there.

Just as Bi Guo wanted to explain his background, he first sent several sentences:

- Hello sister.

- I heard that you took the photos of the Bailu signing event?

- It's a good shot. Is it a professional photographer?

Bi Guo glanced at Jian Xuezhou, and obediently replied:

- Hello, I took this photo, I am not a professional photographer.

There was soon another input, and Bi Guo had an intuition that this person would drag the topic away, so he quickly acted first and said the real thing:

- Sister Jane asked me to put you in the group photo, I need your photo.

Sure enough, it stopped there, and Bi Guo continued:

-Try to take indoor photos with brighter light, the higher the pixels, the better.

Reply over there:

-I have posted a lot of photos in Moments, you can find if there is a suitable one, if you don’t tell me, I will check my computer again.

-it is good.

Bi Guo said.

At this point in the conversation, Bi Guo felt that it was time to end it. She opened the "Prince"'s circle of friends, ready to find photos.But WeChat kept reminding her of new news.

After all, he had no choice but to go back, and saw that "Wang Ye" sent several more messages.

- I don't know your name yet.

-Sister, my name is Wang Ze, and they usually call me Wang Ye.

- Sorry to trouble you this time, remember to ask me if you need help with anything in the future.

-By the way, you always call Jane your sister?

- sister?

Bi Guo couldn't laugh or cry, Jian Xuezhou asked her before if he was too familiar to scare her, but now Bi Guo really wanted to hand her the phone to see what is real familiarity.

Big sister... Bi Guo couldn't hold back and glanced at Jian Xuezhou again, thinking, it would be great if she was really a real sister who grew up together.

Sighing almost inaudibly, Bi Guo replied to Wang Ze's questions one by one:

- My name is Bi Guo.No trouble, thank you.Not my sister.

Wang Ze replied to her:

-Your personality is quite close to her.

Bi Guo couldn't quite understand this sentence, so he stared at it for a long time.

Jian Xuezhou suddenly said: "What are you talking about?"

Bi Guo trembled in shock, but soon became happy, as if he had been pardoned, he immediately replied: "I didn't say anything, I just talked about the photos."

"Yeah. Wang Ze's personality is a bit more relaxed. If she says something strange, you don't have to take it to heart."

It's quite open... But after all, he is Jian Xuezhou's friend, Bi Guo took it easy and said, "It's okay, girl, how can you be so strange."

As soon as she finished speaking, a bunch of messages popped up one after another in the dialog box with Wang Ze:

-Sister, are you the author of Jinjiang?

-I saw your picture, so cute.

- Do you live in Hongcheng?What a coincidence, I am also in Hongcheng.

-Are you free on the weekend? D-mall has newly opened a Japanese grocery store, let's go eat together!

Bi Guo's face was wrinkled together. If she hadn't looked through several photos of Wang Ze and confirmed that she was a very normal-looking girl, with her tone now, Bi Guo would have thought that she had met a wretched man.

A hand was stretched out in front of Bi Guo, it was as white as jade, Jian Xue thoughtfully said: "Show me."

Her tone was very light, and she didn't have any special expressions, but Bi Guo knew that if she didn't show it to Jian Xuezhou, Jian Xuezhou would definitely pick up the anger on the plane and continue to be angry.

So obediently handed over the phone, without saying anything.

Jian Xuezhou's expression %expression% was still % calm when looking at the mobile phone, so she just looked at the current interface, didn't swipe up, and didn't quit to look at other things.

But she typed very quickly in front of Bi Guo, and handed the phone back to Bi Guo.

Bi Guo stared at the dialog box, and Jian Xuezhou replied to Wang Ze's invitation for her, with only two simple words:

-No time.