Roommate Daily Research Report

"What's the matter?" Li Tingzhou went up to meet him.

Shu Yang glanced at Cheng Xinyi, and the two quickly followed.

When he got closer, Fu Mingyuan explained: "I guess I was too tired from climbing the mountain yesterday, my legs and feet didn't recover, and I sprained a bit. It's best not to walk."

Fang Jing said guiltily, "I'm sorry for causing trouble to everyone."

Cheng Xinyi frowned: "What is there to be sorry about? You didn't want to sprain your feet yourself."

Fang Jing pursed her lips, Qiao Qiao patted her back distressedly.

Shu Yang pushed Cheng Xinyi's back with his knuckles, and Fu Mingyuan's tone became more serious: "Cheng Cheng is also worried, Fang Jing, don't worry about it."

Fang Jing nodded.

Shu Yang said: "Then pack up and take the cable car? It's just that the cable car can only go halfway up the mountain. Let's change our backs later."

Cheng Xinyi responded immediately: "Who asked you to recite it?"

Everyone looked at him, he paused, and said, "It's fine for me to come with Xiao Zhouzi, we are young."

Shu Yang smiled helplessly, Fu Mingyuan couldn't laugh or cry: "Well, you are young."

Putting Fang Jing aside to rest, and leaving Li Tingzhou to accompany her, they went back to the hotel to pack their things.

Shu Yang and Cheng Xinyi ran into Qiao Qiao as they walked out the door.

Qiao Qiao looked at the two of them and said in a low voice, "Senior Cheng, why don't you just talk to Jingjing directly? I feel sorry for her like this."

Cheng Xinyi thought about it seriously, and answered, "Should I just tell her that I don't like her? But I think I've made it obvious enough."

Qiao Qiao also thought about it for a while: "Actually, I just want a definite answer, but I don't know if you say it like this, maybe she won't let you go until you really have a girlfriend... Forget it, just pretend that I didn't say it." It’s gone. Let nature take its course.”

Cheng Xinyi wondered: "Did she tell you what she likes about me? What's good about me?"

Qiao Qiao chuckled, bent her eyes and said, "You've never liked anyone. Do you need any reason for liking? Whether it's good or not is not a reason for liking or disliking."

Cheng Xinyi raised his eyebrows, and unconsciously turned his head to look at Shu Yang.

Fu Mingyuan just came out from the next room and said, "Let's go."

When they returned to the Taoist temple, Li Tingzhou threw the bag to Cheng Xinyi, then led Fang Jing on his back, and the group arrived at the place where the cable car was taken.

The six people could only sit in two groups. After some discussion, Fu Mingyuan asked Cheng Xinyi to sit with Fang Jing, and Qiao Qiao followed.

Cheng Xinyi looked like he wanted to say something, but Shu Yang was afraid that he would worry about him, so he answered first: "Okay."

He boarded the cable car with Fu Mingyuan and Li Tingzhou, and there was an empty seat next to Shu Yang.

The two were talking about the band, Shu Yang watched the scenery outside the window, and occasionally listened to it, but didn't talk to each other.

The topic stopped suddenly, and Fu Mingyuan asked: "Shu Yang, are you still used to living with Cheng Cheng?"

Shu Yang smiled: "Very good, he is very good at taking care of people."

Fu Mingyuan and Li Tingzhou looked at each other, Li Tingzhou smiled: "Brother Shu, stop talking for him, Xiao Chengzi can't even take care of himself, it must be you who took care of him."

Shu Yang wanted to say something, but Fu Mingyuan said again: "We wanted to see him a long time ago, but he said you don't like meeting strangers, so we never went."

"He said that?" Shu Yang was a little surprised, and then smiled, "Everyone is welcome to visit after going down the mountain."

Li Tingzhou asked mysteriously: "Has his family been here?"

"No." Shu Yang responded, "No one has been here since we were roommates."

The two didn't speak, Shu Yang asked: "What happened to him and his family? He only said that he ran away from home."

Fu Mingyuan smiled helplessly: "We don't know much. He never said these things. It's just that he seldom goes home from knowing him. Sometimes he doesn't go back to the dormitory, and occasionally he lives in my house. Now he bought The house is gone."

Shu Yang nodded, and Fu Mingyuan said again: "The Fang family and his family are old friends, I guess there are family reasons for his reluctance to accept it, but Fang Jing is indeed a very good girl."

"Yes, yes, yes." Li Tingzhou said beamingly, "Fang Jing is beautiful and has a good figure, and her personality is not twitchy. She doesn't care about Xiao Chengzi's bad temper. She can dance and sing very well. She comes to the band. It’s easy for me to be the lead singer.”

Shu Yang asked: "Fang Jing came to the band, Cheng...Cheng has left?"

"Our band is just for fun. Everyone has their own things to do." Fu Mingyuan explained, "Except for Ting Zhou and me, the others are floating population. You can walk."

Shu Yang smiled: "So it's called the Floating Population Band? You guys are really good."

Fu Mingyuan nodded with a smile, turned to Li Tingzhou and sighed, saying that he didn't know when Cheng Xinyi would be enlightened.

It takes half a day to go up the mountain, but it takes less than an hour to go down the mountain.

Cheng Xinyi was waiting on the side of the road with Fang Jing on his back. When he saw three people coming down, he looked at Shu Yang and said, "Shu Yang, help me with my backpack."

Shu Yang nodded, and took the bag from Qiao Qiao's hand.

Concerned about Fang Jing's foot injury, Cheng Xinyi called the driver at home, so the group stopped at the side of the road where they could drive up instead of going down the path, and waited for half an hour for two cars to arrive.

This saves a lot of time.

Finally, when we reached the edge of the city, one car headed for the new campus of the Provincial University, and the other drove directly to the hospital.

Cheng Xinyi sat in the car in front and waved to the three of them.

Shu Yang immediately said goodbye to Fu Mingyuan and Li Tingzhou, thanked the driver, and went back with Cheng Xinyi's bag.

It was only when I got home that I remembered that I hadn't eaten lunch.

It was still early, he came out of the shower, and saw Cheng Xinyi's two missed calls, and a message: "I ordered takeaway for you, watch out for someone knocking on the door."

As soon as I saw this sentence, the door rang.

Shu Yang thanked the takeaway boy with a complicated mood, and replied: "I was taking a shower just now, and I got the takeaway, thank you brother. How is Fang Jing?"

It took a while for Cheng Xinyi to reply: "Okay, I'll be back after I send her home. It will probably take less than an hour. It's not serious, just need to rest for a few days."

Shu Yang: "That's good."

After such a trip, I was tired and my legs and feet were sore.

Sitting on the sofa after dinner, Shu Yang looked at the unread messages on his phone. Lin Cheng sent more than a dozen messages. After thinking about it, he didn't click on it, and directly blocked the other party's account.

I saw another message from my second uncle: "Have you been paid yet?"

There is also one from Shu Jianguo: "Son, Dad has nothing to eat."

Shu Yang knew what this meant, and exhaustedly opened up the dialogue options, split the manuscript fees of the previous two days in half, and transferred them to each other.

I made a cup of instant coffee, clicked on Yangliu's circle of friends and read all the new news, my husband is warm and my son is handsome, and I eat, drink and hang out with my sisters every day, buy two bags and drink two cups of freshly ground coffee, life is full of sunshine.

Shu Yang looked at the coffee cup in his hand and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Finally, I sent a message to Zhou Ting: "Sister, do you have a case?"

Zhou Ting returned quickly: "You are finally back."

This was followed by more than a dozen messages, all of which were customer requests.

Shu Yang finished his coffee in one gulp and turned on the computer.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door.

Shu Yang got up to open the door, and Cheng Xinyi stood at the door, looking at him expressionlessly: "I thought you had fallen asleep."

"Huh?" Shu Yang was puzzled.

Cheng Xinyi pushed him to enter the door, slammed the door shut, and shouted, "Brother, it's nine o'clock in the evening! You don't answer your messages or answer your calls!"

Shu Yang froze for a moment, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm writing a case, so I don't care about the time."

Cheng Xin walked to the sofa angrily and sat down.

Standing at the door, Shu Yang didn't know what to say. He was not good at quarreling with others. Although he was not afraid of loud voices, he just didn't want to talk.

After a few minutes, Cheng Xin felt that he did not speak, and became more reconciled, and said loudly: "I said I will be back in an hour, and now you haven't asked me for five or six hours! Will you die if you ask me?!"

Shu Yang wanted to laugh, but before he could make an expression, Cheng Xinyi pointed at him: "Don't laugh!"

"I really didn't see the news, and I didn't care about the time." Shu Yang took the cup and poured water for him, "Apologize to brother Xiaoxin."

Cheng Xinyi looked at him for a while, and finally took the cup to take a sip.

Seeing that he had nothing to say, Shu Yang continued to squat on the ground, leaning against the sofa to do things.

It took a long time for Cheng Xinyi to say: "I'm sorry brother, I was too excited just now, I saw my dad tonight, and I'm not in a good mood."

"It doesn't matter." Shu Yang said, "Father and son have no overnight feud."

Cheng Xinyi let out a "hmm", turned around and saw his playful expression, and said angrily and with a smile: "You are only a son!"

Shu Yang waved his hand and asked gently: "Are you arguing with your father again?"

"It doesn't count." Cheng Xinyi said, "I hate seeing each other."

Shu Yang paused, wanted to say that he didn't use the word rightly so he held back, but patiently said: "The closer people are, the easier it is to expose their shortcomings. If you don't communicate well for a long time, it's easy to dislike each other. It's normal. Yes. You still have to learn a good way of communication, try to tell him how he made you uncomfortable, and ask him to confirm what made him feel hurt.”

Cheng Xinyi looked at him seriously, nodded, and finally asked, "Why didn't you come back when I yelled at you?"

Shu Yang smiled: "I'm not angry, why did I yell at you? And it's really my fault."

Cheng Xinyi thought for a while, and asked: "Isn't that wronged if you don't get angry? What if someone you like yells at you? Are you so indifferent? Brother, you are always not angry, is it because most people hate you?" Are you an outsider?"

Shu Yang was taken aback, suddenly a little afraid of this kind of straightforwardness, and finally he could only pretend to be unintentional while typing: "I seldom get angry."

"Not being angry means not caring." Cheng Xinyi said stubbornly.

Shu Yang was helpless: "Maybe, I haven't thought about this problem."

This time, Cheng Xinyi didn't pursue it.

After a long silence, Shu Yang picked up the phone, saw the red number in front of Cheng Xinyi's name, clicked on it, turned to look at him, and found that he had fallen asleep on the sofa.

After laying a blanket for Cheng Xinyi casually, Shu Yang went to check his phone again, and some news came:

"Great talent, are you busy?"

"I have encountered emotional problems, can I talk to you?"

"Oh, it's so boring, it's so boring to eat with boring people."

"did you eat?"

There were more than a dozen messages intermittently, and the last one was three hours ago. Shu Yang replied: "I'm sorry I've been working all this time, so I just saw it. We finished eating."

No one came back, probably busy too.

Shu Yang dropped the phone to finish the copywriting.

After typing the last word, he sat up straight and stretched, turned his head inadvertently, and found that Cheng Xinyi was looking at him with burning eyes.

Shu Yang was startled: "When did you wake up?"

Cheng Xinyi stretched and blinked: "I've been awake for a while."

Shu Yang: "What are you thinking?"

Cheng Xinyi turned over: "It's just thinking about life."

The word "just" was bitten hard by him, Shu Yang smiled: "What did you come up with?"

"I won't tell you." Cheng Xinyi said.

Shu Yang let out a "hmm", and Cheng Xinyi said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, just ask me, I'll tell you if you ask me once! Can you be a little more sincere?"

"Without sincerity, there is a new idea." Shu Yang said with a smile, "brother Xiaoxin, tell me, what did you come up with? I'm so curious that I won't be able to sleep at night."

Cheng Xinyi glanced at him, and said: "The drama is too fake. I think you slept well at night, and it seemed like you couldn't get up. My aunt asked me quietly today if I liked Fang Jing. I don't like her, but I don't know what liking is."

He grabbed a pillow and put it under his chin, and said, "So I'm thinking about what liking is."

Shu Yang stood in the middle of the living room, rubbing his shoulders: "What is the result of thinking?"

Cheng Xinyi shook his head: "I don't want to think anymore, can you just tell me?"