How can you fall in love with your fan!

It took Gu Zhuoli a long time to dig out the melon seeds that fell into the crack of the sofa.Holding the phone like a red-hot briquette, he was dazed for a while, typed a bunch of incoherent words, and then frantically deleted them.

"Ah—" The man sighed sadly, closed the SMS page, and opened the encrypted window.

After Wu Ruiqing sent the text message, she turned over and was going to sleep, but just after she closed her eyes, there was another vibration under the pillow.

The encryption window pops up.

[Liao Kuang's roe paste: Old Tie, are you there? 】

After the long-lost address, Wu Ruiqing lost a little sleepiness that he had so hard to wake up, and looked at the phone with a helpless smile.

[Liao Kuang Qunshan: Yes. 】

[Liao Kuang's roe paste: Old Tie, my friend is too sweet, what should I do. 】

Wu Ruiqing raised the corners of her lips, 【What do you want to do? 】

The other party didn't speak for a long time.

Wu Ruiqing seemed to be able to see the guy tossing back and forth somewhere in the house through the screen. He waited patiently with his mobile phone, then simply turned on the bedside lamp, and went down to make another cup of tea.

When he came back with tea, the phone that was just on the bed lit up, and the man's reply popped up on the screen.

[Liao Kuang's roe deafness: So why don't you want to be slammed by the wall today...]

Wu Ruiqing raised his eyebrows in astonishment.

By the wall?When did you say that?

He reached for the phone to ask, but the moment his fingers touched the phone, something flashed through his mind.

In the noisy venue this afternoon, he heard the first half of the sentence that the man said mysteriously.

"Want you mean..."

Wu Ruiqing: "..."

Holding the phone, his smile gradually disappeared until his expression froze.

The phone was still chattering restlessly.

[Liao Kuang's roe paste: Old Tie, are you still there? 】

[Liao Kuang's roe paste: Do you know where my boyfriend went? 】

[Liao Kuang's roe paste: He must not have fallen asleep...]

Wu Ruiqing put the tea cup on the bedside table, and the bottom of the cup collided with the table, making a dull and forceful "Kang" sound.

He turned off the bedside lamp, lay back on the bed, and replied four words.

[Liao Kuang Qunshan: He is autistic]

Gu Zhuoli looked at the reply on the phone, and his heartbeat seemed to be empty.

The big man hissed several times, lay on his side on the sofa and got up again, knelt on the sofa and leaned back again, he couldn't figure out what the other person was thinking.

His mind was in a mess, and he said to himself: "Send a text message to confess that you like me so much..."

"It's as if it's true, you believe me..."

"When it comes to being Bidong, he says he's autistic... Hiss..."

Gu Zhuoli's eyes began to become less firm, he turned around a few times anxiously, and said in a low voice: "Using common sense, it seems that there is only one truth."

Even though he didn't want to think about it in every possible way, an idea still appeared in Gu Zhuoli's mind.

There is no doubt that Wu Ruiqing likes him.

It is also a fact that Wu Ruiqing will turn his face at the mention of Bidong.

The first time they kissed that night, Wu Ruiqing was too forceful, and it was a certainty.

"Could he be..."

Gu Zhuoli unconsciously stuffed the melon seeds he had just picked out back into the crack of the sofa, and even reached out to smash it deeply, ignoring the regretful expression of Little London next to him.

"This matter is a bit big." The man's expression became serious, and the playful and off-line expression of the past dissipated. He hesitated, clicked on Wu Ruiqing's Weibo, flipped through a star-chaser blog from a long time ago, and looked at the following comment area.

[Today, I saw that my brother's fans doubled the father of a certain brand on the album support list, and I am blinded]

[Every time, the brand advertises that he has spent money on Xiaoshan, but my brother always kills the list without saying a word]

【The appearance of spending money like water in a calm manner, I love it】

[Even though I know that my brother’s relationship with Xiaoshan is just brotherhood, I still feel that my brother’s boyfriend is full of power]

[If my brother has a girlfriend in the future, he must have a gentle and strong demeanor, spoil her to heaven! 】

After reading the last line, Gu Zhuoli felt as if someone hit the back of his head with a big hammer.

...a buzzing pain in my skull.

Throughout the next day, Wu Ruiqing was in a happy mood at work.

The New Year's Day holiday is approaching, and everyone is trying to get rid of the things that have piled up on their hands as much as possible, and have a peaceful holiday. Lucy was afraid that her boss would be too busy, so she prepared afternoon tea and knocked on the door of the president's office to deliver it.

As soon as she entered, she saw that her own boss was facing the floor-to-ceiling window, the corners of her lips curled up, and her eyes and eyebrows were smiling.

Lucy subconsciously breathed lightly, and after a while whispered: "Boss."

"You're here." Wu Ruiqing raised his eyebrows to look over, his eyes swept over the food, and said with a smile, "Leave it alone."

"Boss seems to be in a good mood today." Lucy hesitated, "So, do you have any special orders before the holiday?"

Wu Ruiqing waved his hand, "It's not that exaggerated. It's just..." He took a light breath and couldn't help sharing his thoughts, "I misunderstood something before, thinking that the development of the matter was a heavy trend, and then suddenly Knowing that I was overcompensating... um... just returning to a normal life, so I was a little relieved."

Lucy: "..." Actually, I don't just want to hear your romantic love story.

"correct."

Wu Ruiqing suddenly thought of something, restrained his expression, and sat up straight in the chair, "Is there something urgent? Let's chat in 10 minutes."

Lucy seemed to have some kind of mysterious premonition, she subconsciously looked back at the closed office door, nodded, "Speak."

Wu Ruiqing took out a folder from the drawer, opened it, and said softly: "You submitted this year's promotion application in the system two weeks ago, and I'm not sure how to approve it for the time being."

Wu Ruiqing said in a low voice and calmly: "I will offer you another option. If you are willing, then I will directly reject this application..."

Ten minutes later, Lucy pushed the door out of the president's office as usual, passed by the other two desks in the secretariat, and greeted her colleagues casually.

No one cared about the 10-minute delay, the Pierres building was peacefully busy, and everyone still only focused on the upcoming holiday.

In the president's office, Wu Ruiqing looked out the window at the center of the city covered by heavy snow, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The phone vibrated suddenly, and the man came to bother him every day.

He picked up his phone and received the address of a restaurant, with the postscript: [At eight o'clock tonight, I have something to tell you. 】

Wu Ruiqing thought that guy was going to do something fancy again, so he sent a good word, but didn't take it too seriously.

In the evening, he didn't realize that something was wrong with Gu Zhuoli until he walked into the hotel box.

The man was still generous and gentle, stood up and poured tea for him, and asked his opinion to order food, but it seemed that there was something on his mind, and he always seemed hesitant to speak.

Wu Ruiqing was halfway through his meal, when he saw the man's jawline tense, and he lowered his head to fiddle with his phone, he finally couldn't help asking, "What do you want to tell me?"

"Ah." Gu Zhuoli coughed in embarrassment, pushed the phone away, and leaned on the back of the seat in despair.

Wu Ruiqing unconsciously glanced at the page on the phone.

"Detailed Explanation of Plato's Feasibility"

"?"

Gu Zhuoli gritted his teeth, and suddenly asked, "So did my request yesterday touch your bottom line?"

Wu Ruiqing couldn't help breathing lightly, and asked calmly, "What do you want?" He paused, and explained truthfully: "I only heard the first few words, and I might get the wrong meaning at first. I heard you say it last night. Only then will I know what you really mean."

Gu Zhuoli asked eagerly, "So, your dissatisfaction is that you don't want to kiss me, or that you don't want to call me by that name?"

"Which title?" Wu Ruiqing frowned, "Is there a second half of the sentence?"

"Yes." Gu Zhuoli's heart turned cold, as if he already knew the answer, but he still stubbornly said that sentence again.

"I said yesterday that I hope you will call me husband after being wall-punched."

The room was subtly quiet for a few seconds.

Gu Zhuoli looked at the pair of black eyes on the opposite side from astonishment to understanding, and then, like him, gradually climbed up to anxiety.

He felt very cold, and took a deep breath, "So, you originally wanted to do... the one above?"

Wu Ruiqing frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and still chose to be honest: "I never thought I would do the following."

Gu Zhuoli was silent for a moment, "I haven't thought about it either."

Wu Ruiqing suddenly let out a long sigh, looked at the food on the plate in a daze, and after a while, picked up the chopsticks and lowered his head to continue eating.

Gu Zhuoli also lowered his head and flicked the food in the bowl twice, but couldn't help it, and looked up at him, "So why do you think I will be the one below?"

Wu Ruiqing looked back calmly, "I didn't think that much."

Gu Zhuoli: "..."

Wu Ruiqing replied truthfully, "I just know that I like you."

The man hissed, "When? After you accidentally learned the secret that I like you from Kerr?"

Wu Ruiqing was silent. After a while, he lowered his eyes, not realizing that he had unconsciously removed the food on the plate like a man, and said in a low voice, "I don't know."

Maybe earlier than that.

No one can know.

After a while, Wu Ruiqing asked back, "What about you, why do you think I'm the one below?"

Gu Zhuoli was asked about suffocation, and after a while, he unbuttoned his cuffs on both sides, and said blankly, "I also...haven't thought about it."

Like is like, who would think so much.

They are both in love for the first time, and no one has ever taught them to confirm each other's roles first.

Gu Zhuoli peeled a shrimp and carefully put it into the bowl opposite.

The man's voice was low and gentle, "Let's eat."

Wu Ruiqing lowered his eyes, "Yes."

……

Before going to bed at night, Wu Ruiqing stared at the phone screen for a long time.

That guy probably won't send any more nonsense tonight.Thinking of this, he felt that the unacceptability in his heart seemed to exceed his imagination.

The usually calm and calm person suddenly felt an unexpressed irritability in his heart. He walked back and forth in the empty apartment a few times barefoot and replied to a few company emails, but he still felt that his brain was an empty shell. , as if losing the motivation to think.

The time jumps from 23:59 to 0:00, and it enters December 31st—the new year will be 24 hours later. It was originally agreed to spend together, but it is estimated that this year he will spend the New Year's Eve alone for no reason , as if some kind of curse brought by fate.

Wu Ruiqing let out a long breath, suddenly felt lonely after so many years, but today felt extraordinarily empty.

He went back to the bedroom holding his phone in silence, trying to ignore the pain in his chest, but just as he lay down on the bed, the phone suddenly turned on.

I thought it was some essence of Liao Shanchao's words, so I picked it up and looked at it, but saw that encrypted small window popped up on the screen.

【Are you willing to accept spiritual love?Even if you feel that you really can't get over this hurdle in your heart, at least, are you willing to spend a little more time with me and try? 】

[If you haven't admitted that you like me, I'll let you go.But you like me, you admitted that night, the text message you sent yourself last night.It's a man, so you can't just take back what you say. 】

[Boyfriend, give me a chance, I still want to celebrate the new year with you. 】

The author has something to say:

Gu Zhuoli: I will never give up!

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Although you already know that Mr. Wu will suffer, even if you are killed, you will not be able to guess how the two of them will suffer in the end.

Also, Wu Ruiqing is a shou, but it's the first time she's in love and instinctively feels that she's a gong, and she has a deep misunderstanding of herself.The role of Gongshou has been emphasized from the beginning of the copywriting, everyone must not have illusions or insist on standing against them!Um!

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