Shoulder to shoulder

In fact, Bi Guo refused the invitation.

It's just that she won't be as concise and straightforward as Jian Xuezhou, at least she will answer the first two questions raised.

Bi Guo suddenly remembered that when she first met, she asked Jian Xuezhou to look at the house, and Jian Xuezhou answered her without turning a corner.

"No time."

Bi Guo glanced at Jian Xuezhou. According to her observation these days, Jian Xuezhou is indeed quite busy.

Jian Xuezhou caught Bi Guo's gaze, frowned, and asked her, "What? Do you want to go?"

"No……"

"What's delicious about Japanese food?" Jian Xue said thoughtfully, "We cook hot pot at home on weekends."

"Okay!" Bi Guo said sincerely, "Sister Jian, you are really good, you can do anything."

"What's so difficult about hot pot? I bought all the bottom ingredients." Jian Xuezhou stopped looking at Bi Guo, leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. "When the time comes, you handle the dishes, and I will take care of cooking."

Bi Guo felt that Jian Xuezhou probably didn't get angry anymore after saying these words, so he happily replied: "Okay, no problem!"

Jian Xuezhou curled his lower lip and said nothing. After half an hour, they finally returned home.

Both of them were a little tired, so going out together relieved a lot of Bi Guo's sense of estrangement towards Jian Xuezhou.After all, they are all people who have slept in the same bed.

When Jian Xuezhou proposed to have dinner together, Bi Guo didn't refuse.Jian Xuezhou ordered a bunch of takeaways. In summer, they were hot, spicy and delicious. Even though the air conditioner was on in the room, people were still sweating profusely.

After eating and taking a shower, the two went back to their bedrooms.Bi Guo had already found a suitable photo of Wang Ze, and made a quick decision. He turned on PS and worked hard for two hours.

She magnified the picture by [-] times and carefully cut it bit by bit. It also took a lot of time to adjust the tone and light to be uniform.

It's been a long time since I've been so focused on doing this kind of thing. After the group photo was finally completed, Bi Guo stared at the computer and rubbed his neck, feeling that he was awesome.

She went out the door of the room, intending to sneak around to see if Jian Xuezhou was asleep.

If she hasn't slept yet, she will send the photo to Jian Xuezhou, let Jian Xuezhou check it out, and give her a hot compliment.

The door of the side sleeping room was closed, and the light coming through the crack of the door was not strong at all.

Bi Guo wasn't sure if it was the night light that was on, so he tiptoed to the terrace.

The side sleeping window faces the terrace.Bi Guo is very familiar with every angle of view in the room, and knows where to go, so that he can see the situation in the room without revealing himself.

Even in the middle of the night, the air outside in hot summer is hot and sticky.

Bi Guo poked his head out secretly, and finally saw Jian Xuezhou under a light.

The desk is next to the window, the headlights are turned off, and what the desk lamp can illuminate is only the world on the desk, and the figure of Jian Xue and Zhou Yingying.

She wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and her hair was pulled casually, with only one or two strands scattered on the sideburns. Her expression was cold, but unique.

Fingers fluttered on the keyboard, Bi Guo couldn't hear the sound, but could imagine every knock, because it was also the sound she was most familiar with.

But the words that flowed out with this knocking were like clouds and mud.

Bi Guo looked at Jian Xuezhou, and for a moment forgot his purpose of peeking.

When she was addicted to Zhou Xingqiao's novels, she had imagined Zhou Xingqiao's appearance countless times.

Imagine how these deafening words were conceived, presented, and finally came to her across the mountains and rivers.

Now, after several twists and turns, the picture imagined in her mind finally coincided with the scene in front of her eyes.

She once grasped the end of her spirit from Zhou Xingqiao's words, but now she is face to face, but she can't open her mouth to ask if what I think is the same as what you think.

Differences and admiration, recognition and liking, as long as Zhou Xingqiao and Jian Xuezhou are on the line suddenly, it is like an electric current is connected, and it rushes towards Bi Guo's heart violently.

She just stood there watching blankly, until Jian Xuezhou stretched his arms due to fatigue, and Bi Guo suddenly woke up.

She didn't think about disturbing Jian Xuezhou again, so she backed out quietly and closed the balcony door gently.

On this day, in Bi Guo's dream, it was Jian Xuezhou's appearance.

The next day, Bi Guo got up late and was unable to see Jian Xuezhou.

The room was empty, and Bi Guo suddenly felt melancholy.

She rushed back to her room and set an alarm clock for the morning. From now on, she would get up and sleep with Jian Xuezhou every day.

For the rest, she still wants to work at the same time as Jian Xuezhou, eat at the same time, and rest at the same time.

After working full-time, Bi Guo tried to adjust his schedule many times, but each time he failed quickly.

This time, she had an unprecedented level of confidence, and she set Jian Xuezhou as her goal, and she would never fail again.

It's a pity that today's Friday, the schedule adjustment plan can only be implemented for one day.

Jian Xuezhou has to go on a business trip at work, and write after get off work, which is really hard.On Saturdays and Sundays, they all have to sleep in.

Bi Guo was lying on the bed next to her, sometimes in a daze, sometimes with clear eyes and ears, and pictured Jian Xuezhou getting up again and again in his mind.

At a certain point, with a "click", Jian Xuezhou opened the door of the side sleeper, Biguo turned over suddenly and jumped off the bed, then pretended to be just waking up, opened the door and said to Jian Xuezhou: "Sister, what a coincidence. "

Jian Xuezhou only replied "Morning", without fully opening her eyebrows, her eyelashes flickered up and down, with a curved line, looking gentle and cute.

If it weren't for the fear that Jian Xuezhou would think that he was a pervert, Bi Guo really wanted to go to the bathroom with her, watch her brush her teeth and wash her face, and never miss any detail.

On Sunday, Jian Xuezhou fulfilled his promise and prepared to have hot pot with Bi Guo at home.

The two of them went to the supermarket together around noon, which was the time when most people went shopping on weekends, and it was bustling and bustling.

Bi Guo followed closely behind Jian Xuezhou, pushing the shopping cart, watching Jian Xuezhou throw everything into it.

Bi Guo didn't know how to cook, so he didn't say anything, and only asked when the shopping cart was getting full, "Sister, is it too much?"

Jian Xuezhou was picking beef, and turned to her and said, "Don't you have a big appetite?"

Bi Guo recalled the scene of the two eating together before, feeling a little depressed: "Am I a big eater?"

"According to your body shape." Jian Xuezhou glanced at her from top to bottom, raised his eyebrows, "big."

There was a smile on her lips, reflecting the colorful colors in the supermarket, and she had a sweetness that was very life-like.

With a "ding" in his head, Bi Guo blurted out: "Sister, let me take a set of photos for you."

Jian Xuezhou laughed, tilted his head and said, "Do you think I look good?"

Bi Guo was a little ashamed, but still answered honestly: "Yes."

Jian Xuezhou continued to choose ingredients: "With my good looks, can I be a professional model?"

"Of course!" Bi Guo was extremely doggy.

"The models all have to take money." Jian Xuezhou's voice was light and light, with a rising end, as if coquettish.

Bi Guo was caught by her tone and made nine twists and turns in her mind. All the crazy barrages of "Why is my idol so cute!!!" rushing through the bends, and I want to keep Jian Xuezhou's every frown and smile , so that she can observe it alone in the dead of night.

So he said quite imposingly: "Sister, how much is it for you!"

Jian Xuezhou was picking up a piece of lettuce, and the head of the bamboo shoot was caught off guard and knocked on Bi Guo's head. He teased and said, "This guest officer, do you count by the time or by the night?"

Bi Guo was stunned, his face flushed instantly.

Jian Xuezhou was a little unbelievable: "You understood it right away?"

Bi Guo smiled wryly, and said in his heart: I am an author of Spring Dreams.

Jian Xuezhou waved his hand, looking playful and holding back: "My fault, my fault, I shouldn't tell the children these things."

"I'm not young anymore..." Bi Guo muttered softly.

"Experienced?" Jian Xuezhou stared at her.

"Oh!" Bi Guo stomped his feet and pushed the shopping cart crookedly.

There were many people in the supermarket, so Jian Xuezhou didn't continue this topic.

Bi Guo thought it was over here, but when they got home, the two huddled together in the kitchen to pack the ingredients, and Jian Xuezhou suddenly became excited.

Pass the potato to her: "Peel, when was your first love?"

Passed the corn to her: "Cut it into pieces, the university should have someone to date, right?"

Passed the fishball to her: "Thaw, it's really a solo mother's womb, it looks so cute, can you lie to me?"

After all, he was so disturbed that he was forced to answer, so he simply refused to answer.

At the age of 17, she was sure that she liked girls. It was also at the age of 17 that she knew her sexual orientation, which was a shameful thing in the eyes of most people.

So she learned to keep silent about this matter, and wrote all the girlish feelings that needed to be told in the novel.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Jian Xuezhou stopped asking.

There was silence in the kitchen, and the strange thing was that the silence didn't seem awkward.

Bi Guo seldom goes into the kitchen, but his partner with Jian Xuezhou goes well.It didn't take long for the two of them to put the dishes on the table, and the red oil in the middle pot was boiling, and steaming heat filled the air.

Jian Xue said: "Turn on the air conditioner."

Bi Guo sighed: "We are really extravagant."

Jian Xuezhou brought over the iced wine, and placed colorful bottles in a row: "Follow sister, there will be more extravagant days in the future."

Bi Guo thought it was true. After Jian Xuezhou moved into this house, she never worried about not being able to afford the electricity bill.

Spicy, hot, zesty wine.

Jian Xuezhou abandoned the questioning of Bi Guo's private life, and became an extremely interesting and well-informed elder.

She talked about the weather, about the changes in the environment, about the laws of the movement of celestial bodies, and after eating a bite of meat, she talked about the snacks in Hongcheng and the spring scenery in the mountains.

The writer's diction is extremely concise and precise, and between a few sentences, he is happy and sad, as if he is on the scene.

Bi Guo is an excellent listener, a smart reader, and a blind admirer. She tastes every word and tone of Jian Xuezhou more carefully than tasting the delicious food on the table.

So, in a comfortable room, two happy people, who have known each other not long ago and have very different personalities, can chat and have fun over wine.

The food warms the heart, and the alcohol makes people intoxicated.

In the end, Bi Guo no longer needed to cover up her shy red face or the light that flashed in her eyes because of excitement. She stared at Jian Xuezhou, engraving every minute, every second, every bit of it in the depths of her memory.

When the pot stopped boiling and more than half of the meat was cleaned, the two of them leaned on the back of the chair, feeling a little sleepy.

Bi Guo murmured: "Sister..."

Jian Xue raised his eyes on Monday, and smiled lazily at her, the tips of his ears were a little red, as bright as peaches and plums.

"Sister," Bi Guo said through the smell of alcohol, what had been suppressed in his heart for several days, "I know you were angry when we came back by plane because you were worried about me."

"I want to tell you, don't worry, I will not commit suicide or harm myself. Although I sometimes feel lost and hopeless, most of the time, I am living positively, and I will always live positively."

"Because in this world, there are still dreams I haven't fulfilled, and people I like..."

"What is your dream?" Jian Xuezhou cut off her words.

"Write a satisfactory work."

"Who is the person you like?"

"The girl who can write amazing works."

Probably because the tone of voice is too gentle and the eyes are too eager.After Bi Guo finished answering, Jian Xuezhou froze for two seconds, then suddenly stretched out his hand.

The arm crossed the curved table corner, and the fingertips were soft and cool, and touched Bi Guo's shoulder.

Then along the shoulders, it climbed to the neck, leaned over, and pinched Bi Guo's back.

Uncontrollable numbness aroused in his body due to the force that was neither light nor heavy, Bi Guo trembled and did not dare to move, Jian Xuezhou laughed to himself: "Puppy..."