God, I'm tired

The next day Su Yan woke up and felt a severe pain in his head. The hangover was really tormenting him, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. He rubbed his head and found himself lying on his own bed. After thinking about it, the squad leader sent him off. When I came back, my head hurt so much that I couldn't think of anything.

Suddenly Su Yan seemed to hear something moving outside, and then a smell of food wafted from outside the door, feeling a little hungry, and curious who was outside the door, could it be the squad leader? Invasion, so he got out of bed and ran out in one step and two jumps.

Then, then Su Yan was stupid, then, there is no more...

Because Su Yan saw that Zhao Yuan was wearing his peony-colored apron around his waist, holding a shovel in one hand and a pot in the other, frying vegetables decently, with the demeanor of a good wife and mother, and the smell of rice he smelled It was emitted from the pot in Zhao Yuan's hand.

Just as Su Yan wanted to ask Zhao Yuan why he was here, he was instantly attracted by the scent, licked his lips next to Zhao Yuan, and shouted, "It smells so good."

"You." Zhao Yuan rubbed Su Yan's head with a smile, "Go and wash your face first, and you can eat later."

Su Yan took the order and quickly ran to wash his face and brush his teeth. When he finished washing, Zhao Yuan had already brought the food to the table.

Last time Zhao Yuan discovered that Su Yan likes to eat light food in the morning, so he made some light farm side dishes.

Su Yan ate the pickled rice with vegetables with relish, Zhao Yuan picked up vegetables and put them in his bowl from time to time, when Su Yan had almost eaten, he remembered something, but Moji felt embarrassed to ask.

Zhao Yuan saw that Su Yan had something to say, so he asked gently: "What's wrong?"

Su Yan bit his lip and asked, "Well, did I do anything weird when I was drunk last night?"

Zhao Yuan thought of that young man who was full of resentment, so he said tentatively: "You don't remember?"

Su Yan shook his head and said, "I don't remember, did I do something strange?"

"No, no." Zhao Yuan denied, "Why do you think you did something strange?"

"Really not? It shouldn't be." Su Yan frowned, but heaved a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yuan asked.

"Actually, it's nothing." Su Yan tilted his head and thought for a while, "I met a group of people when I was in junior high school. They asked me out to play and gave me alcohol. Then I got drunk and woke up the next day to find myself lying in bed. In the hotel, and my friends were lying on the ground as if they had been beaten."

Su Yan paused, drank a glass of water, and continued: "Later I sent them to the hospital, and one of them had three broken ribs. Since then, they haven't played with me again. I went to them, and one of them told me Me, I beat them like that that night."

Looking at Su Yan's face, Zhao Yuan immediately thought of what happened, but seeing the boy's guilty eyes, he probably didn't know anything, so he rubbed the boy's hair pitifully, and said, "Don't worry, you didn't hit me. "

"I don't think I can beat you either." Su Yan curled his lips. He is 1 meters tall, and Zhao Yuan is a head taller than him. Judging by Zhao Yuan's figure, it is absolutely no problem to lift him up and throw him three or two times. He was definitely the one who fought and entered the hospital. He touched his nose in thought and trembled.

Seeing what Su Yan was thinking, Zhao Yuan touched the boy's hairy head again, sighing that the hand feels better in the morning, then ignored the boy's murderous eyes, and said seriously: "I will never hit you." Paused Paused, and added, "Eat more, you are so thin, it's uncomfortable to hold, it looks like you can still grow taller, but this is just right, you can rub your head."

Su Yan immediately frowned: "Paralyzed, you are the only one who is thin, and the whole family is thin, hey, there seems to be something wrong, oh, yes, I don't know if the head is tall or not!" This is not the point!

Zhao Yuan chuckled with unknown meaning.

Although the head teacher made an exception and allowed it, it only gave everyone half a day off. Su Yan had to go back to class in the afternoon, and it was past ten o'clock when Su Yan woke up from a hangover.

Don't ask Zhao Yuan why he made breakfast just when Su Yan woke up, because he also woke up late, because he is also a professional bed-rider or a nail-biter.

So Su Yan ate breakfast as opposed to lunch, the two of them sat at home for a while, and then went to the hospital to see Guoguo, it was a little bit sooner, and Zhao Yuan sent Su Yan to school.

The curriculum of the third year of high school is very tight. When Su Yan came to the classroom, other students had already arrived. The whole class was different from yesterday's looseness. The whole class was filled with a tense atmosphere. nervous feeling.

But it's just a feeling. For an excellent student like Su Yan, the college entrance examination is just an ordinary exam, and the questions are not difficult at all.

After thinking about it, I opened Weibo with my mobile phone, and there are already tens of thousands of comments on Weibo about Qingge crossing a boat and no longer writing new books. There are black fans gloating, and Zhiyuan cp fans are happy to hear about it, but they are all overwhelmed by Qingge fans , all Qing Ge fans posted the reply "Master Qing Ge, don't quit the Internet".

Su Yan sighed and found that he had a private message. He didn't accept private messages from strangers, and he only had a few friends and not many people who followed him. Those people usually used little penguins to find him. Who could it be?

Su Yan poked open the private message, his expression instantly changed to (⊙o⊙)! !

What did he see!

He actually saw Qing Yuan writing him a private letter, Qing Yuan!Su Yan opened the private message with trembling hands. Even though he knew that Qing Yuan already had someone he liked, he was still very nervous.

Qing Yuan: You don't need to log out of the Internet.

Su Yan suddenly had mixed feelings, how should he answer?After thinking about it, he typed out a line of words.

Qing Ge Guo Zhou: Great Qing Yuan, this is my promise.

Su Yan was startled when he received a reply as soon as the message was sent. It turned out that Qing Yuan was online.

Qing Yuan: Your promise is just not to bother me anymore, there is no need to log out of the Internet, and the article written by Qing Ge crossing the boat is very good.

Is he being exaggerated?Have you been praised? The students in class 1123 were horrified to find pink bubbles popping up around Xueba, Xueba, are you swollen?Xueba, who nourished you!

Qingge Guozhou: I think I have misunderstood a lot, I did not want to quit the Internet, I just said that Qingge Guozhou will not write anymore.

The young man on the other side of the phone frowned.

Qing Yuan: ...

Qingge Guozhou: I wrote because I was a senior, but I will not give up writing because of my seniority, whether it is from the perspective of living and economics or from the readers who have always liked me, I also know how to change my vest or something In a sense, it's disgusting, but I can't think of anything other than this method. Except for editors and hardcore fans (I will never take advantage of this), I will not tell anyone about changing the vest, and I will never bother everyone , I hope you can understand me greatly.

Su Yan breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had completed something very important, he took advantage of the loophole of "Qingge crossed the boat and stopped writing articles", and changed his vest to publish articles, he also felt quite sorry.

But readers who like him are more important than Qing Yuan in a sense. There is a very old question on the Internet, which one would you choose between the person you love and the person who loves you?If the person he loves also loves him, then he chooses the one he loves, otherwise he chooses the one who loves him. No one will be nice to another person unconditionally, and the same is true for liking.

Of course he wants both the one who loves him and the one he loves to be good, which is very selfish.

Now he chooses the person who loves him, which is actually quite ridiculous, how long can a reader love a writer?When that author stops writing articles, he doesn't like it anymore. If he still likes it, how long can he stick to it?Isn't it buried in the memory, occasionally mentioned in the chat, oh, I once liked that person, and then sighed that it was a pity and let it go.

But Su Yan just believed it. Qingyuan was his obsession for five years day and night, and he was accompanied by Qingyuan's book, but he was accompanied by less than [-] die-hard fans in the two groups. He can't abandon those loyal fans because the people he likes don't like him.

He can't do anything to post in the space, he can't be selfless, he has to eat alone, and he is in a special situation, except for changing his vest and continuing to work, he really can't think of a way.

The person on the opposite side was silent for a long time, Su Yan smiled wryly, thinking that the person hated him, and he was just selfish in the eyes of others with the brand of truth, kindness and beauty. replied.

Qing Yuan: I can understand Qing Ge's mood. If Qing Ge leaves just like that, I will be very disappointed.

Huh, what happened?Did he miss something? The corner of Su Yan's mouth twitched, and the person on the other side sent another message.

Qing Yuan: Can I ask about Qing Ge's penguin and new vest?

Su Yan was shocked, this guy definitely wasn't his noble and glamorous Qingyuan Great God, definitely not, how could his family's Great God be so approachable!Wiping off the cold sweat, Su Yan uttered a word with trembling little hands.

Qingge Guozhou: Da Da is too polite, a little flattered, the new vest is Qianli Jiangling, and the little penguin is xxxxxxxxx.

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