Lu Weifu upstairs

The faint white light of the computer was reflected on Zhao Xin's face. He had just finished watching Chapter 1 of "I Don't Want Superpowers", when he received a message from the editor-in-chief, gently reminding him to write an update as soon as possible.

[-] words a day is indeed not a task that can be easily completed, but right now he is distracted and has no inspiration for writing.

Xu Yihan said that the microblog posted by the canned octopus meant both the editor and the website.

God knows how excited he was when he saw that Weibo. The canned octopus was Liu Yusheng, and Liu Yusheng said to Donaldson, you are an author I admire and like very much, and I have read every article of yours.The phrase "Come on big" is like a soft cat's paw, gently stepping on the tip of his heart.The content, the tone, overlapped perfectly with the "birth" four years ago, and reminded him of that photo again, the shy boy looked at the camera and looked at him.

He almost couldn't resist the urge to send him a message, he wanted to apologize solemnly, to ask for his forgiveness, and then he said——there is no more, Xu Yihan said, that Weibo post was not sent by Liu Yusheng himself at all.

"Canned octopus has always been like this," Xu Yihan added, "The little cute characters who have been quiet for a long time."

Zhao Xin pinched his thin calf subconsciously, without any pain.I don't know when it started, this action became his habit. Four years ago, he sent the friend who made an appointment to start a magazine with him abroad. At the Tianhe Airport where there were many people coming and going, he watched that person's back getting smaller and smaller. Sitting in a wheelchair, he scratched his calf hard.Four years ago, he learned that Liu Yusheng had been forced to drop out of school. During the tossing and turning nights, he stared at the black and white QQ profile picture of "Sheng", and punched his calf with a clenched fist.Today, Liu Yusheng is so close, he only needs to send a private message or make a phone call to contact him, but he cannot.He still could only squeeze his calf hard.

His legs never seem to be his limbs, no matter if he is violently hit or gently caressed, he will not give him any response, and life is sometimes like his legs, making him feel powerless one after another.

Has Liu Yusheng forgotten him?Like those who had made an appointment with him to start a magazine with him, he has been forgotten.At 27:[-] in the morning, this idea expanded over and over again in his mind, yes, maybe to Liu Yusheng, he was just a bastard who had hurt him insignificantly, just like to those people, he was just a paranoid A cripple who once wanted to run a magazine.

Zhao Xin clutched his calf so hard that the veins on his arms popped out. After a few seconds, he let go of his hand dejectedly.

He clicked on Weibo again, and the page stayed on the Weibo homepage of canned octopus, and he read that short Weibo over and over again—huh?

Zhao Xin concentrated, he was sure that about a quarter of an hour ago, the top Weibo of canned octopus was still promoting ""Chalk Perfume" pre-sale", but at this moment, the top Weibo became the repost:

Canned hairtail: Thank you Donaldson for your reward and long comment. It’s a great honor~Donaldson is an author I like and admire very much. I have read every article by him. Now I am chasing "Guan Farewell", cheers! (>ω?*)?

Zhao Xin's first reaction was that there was a bug in Weibo.

He pulled down the page to refresh, and refreshed it five or six times, and the top Weibo was still the forwarded one.

He was silent for a few seconds, and simply logged in to the Weibo page from the computer, and on the Weibo homepage of the canned hairtail, the repost was still at the top.

...Is the editor pinned to the top?But it's past one in the morning.

Are the blue editors so dedicated? !

Zhao Xin clicked into the comment section of that Weibo post, and there were already over [-] comments. Apart from those who scolded canned hairtail, those who supported canned hairtail, and those who were excited to eat melons, there were indeed many new comments:

Honey powder honey powder honey powder: Meow meow? ? ?Suddenly top? ? ?

A Piece of Lemon Cake: What kind of coquettish operation is it on the top! 555555555 Mom, I got real 55555555

Crooked ink marks: #Dyson cp#szd! ! ! ! ! !

Qian Yeye: Don’t say anything, everyone is welcome to come to #迪森cp#超话playing→_→There is already food! ! !

Zhao Xin tightened his lips and called Xu Yihan.

The phone was quickly picked up by Xu Yihan, his tone was as irritable as ever: "Do you know what time it is now?!"

"That Weibo was also put on the top by you?"

"What's on top, I don't know what you're talking about," Xu Yihan said impatiently, "I've hung up, I'll talk about something tomorrow." Then he hung up the phone neatly.

Zhao Xin: "..."

Being able to answer the phone so quickly and with a clear voice proves that this person is not sleeping—then why is he in such a hurry?

Xu Yihan directly turned his mobile phone to silent, walked quickly back to the room, and smiled at Deng Yuan: "It's about the company...it's really troublesome."

Deng Yuan sank cross-legged on the lazy sofa, the room was not turned on, and a movie was projected on the opposite wall. Because Xu Yihan went out to answer the phone, the movie was paused.Deng Yuan shook his head and said, "It's okay, if you have something to do, go and do it, I can see for myself... that's fine too."

"It's so late, what can we do? It's okay, let's continue watching." Xu Yihan climbed onto the lazy sofa and sat down next to Deng Yuan.The soft sofa sank, and Xu Yihan's arm rubbed against Deng Yuan's - through Deng Yuan's pure cotton pajamas.

The movie continued to play, and Bailan yelled crisply: "Lu Xiaolu!"

Deng Yuan watched intently, but Xu Yihan quietly turned his eyes away, and his eyes fell on Deng Yuan's pajamas.He was wearing a set of normal pajamas, long-sleeved trousers and linen-colored trousers.But there was a circle of pink-purple thread on the cuff, and you could only find it if you looked carefully. It was a very small circle of lace.

Deng Yuan leaned back against the sofa, and the wide pajamas couldn't cover the bulge of his chest, the soft lines reminded Xu Yihan of gurgling water.Xu Yihan knew that he was wearing women's underwear, maybe the light blue one - it was still hanging on the balcony yesterday, but it was gone today.In fact, one day before Deng Yuan came to live here, Xu Yihan had just ordered a dryer on Taobao. It was rainy in the south this season, and the clothes might not dry for a long time.But when he saw Deng Yuan's clothes on the balcony, he canceled the order by accident.

The customer service said, dear, but we have already shipped the goods. If you want to return the goods, you need to bear the freight.

Xu Yihan said, no problem, but don't send this thing to my house, absolutely not.

The dryer was not delivered, so Deng Yuan's clothes continued to hang on the balcony.A loose, waistless white sweater, but it has a large lapel with ruffles; black straight-leg jeans, but there is a short slit at the end of the trouser seam, which is tied with a black matte ribbon; the most plain thing is his Women's underwear, goose yellow and light blue, no lace and no tie, neatly like an adolescent girl, but his women's underwear is his, his.

The movie progresses to a passionate scene. After a sudden earthquake, Lu Xiaolu rushes to Bailan's house, and then they make love.Bailan said, change the position.She straddled Lu Xiaolu in a charming way, and Lu Xiaolu was out of breath and fascinated.

Bai Lan is older than Lu Xiaolu, she is her older sister.Xu Yihan's mouth suddenly became dry, he thought to himself, why did he choose this movie?

Deng Yuan moved his body, and the pajamas rubbed against Xu Yihan's arm again, Xu Yihan's muscles suddenly tightened, but fortunately Deng Yuan didn't feel it.

"Sister," Xu Yihan said, "You and that man, have you made it clear?"

"He...he has returned to his hometown these few days," Deng Yuan said in a low voice, "When he comes back, I will go to him and clarify."

Xu Yihan frowned: "You don't need to look for him, just make a phone call."

"This..." Deng Yuan hesitated, "Isn't that good? After all, it's about... breaking up."

Xu Yihan raised his hand and patted Deng Yuan's shoulder: "Then I'll go with you, you go alone, what if he beats you again?"

Deng Yuan was still hesitant, and seemed reluctant: "This is too much trouble for you, Yihan, his temper is actually pretty good, that day it was just—"

"Sister," Xu Yihan put his hand on Deng Yuan's shoulder, wrapping his palm around his shoulder, "I'm really worried about you, let me go with you, okay?"

In the dim light, Xu Yihan saw Deng Yuan nodded with satisfaction: "...that's fine."

On the other side, Xu Yihan hung up the phone on Zhao Xin, but he felt a little happy in his heart.He was really afraid that Xu Yihan would say "the editor made him the top", but Xu Yihan didn't know about it at all.After one o'clock in the morning, maybe, maybe Liu Yusheng pinned that Weibo.

Why did he do this?Shouldn't he hate Donaldson?

Zhao Xin logged into the QQ account of "Lu Weifu", and the six authors and editors had a group.It was raining again in Wuhan tonight, he closed the windows tightly to cut off the damp and cold air, and kept a cup of hot tea by his hand, and the hot steam made his cheeks a little hot.He clicked on the QQ profile of "Sound of Rain", shook his fingers slightly, and the request to add a friend was sent.

After one minute and 25 seconds, the other party approved the application.

In the friend list of "Lu Weifu", besides the intelligent robot "babyQ", there is finally a second person.His portrait is a tree, which is very blurry.Zhao Xin enlarged the head and found that it was a magnolia tree, but it hadn't bloomed.

Lu Weifu: Hello, the sound of rain.

Yusheng: Ah, hello!

Zhao Xin's fingers were on the keyboard, and he didn't press down for a long time.

It's so similar, this scene is too similar.Four years ago, Donaldson first chatted privately with Liu Yusheng, also in front of the computer in a quiet late night.

Yu Sheng: Da Da, what can I do for you?

Zhao Xin pursed her lips: I want to apologize to you.

Yusheng: Huh?

Lu Weifu: During the live broadcast that day, I didn't mean to embarrass you on purpose, I just said something carelessly, I'm sorry.

After a full minute, the other party replied slowly: It's okay, Da Da, you were right that day, I was indeed too hasty.

His words made Zhao Xin's heart soften, and Zhao Xin couldn't help but imagine, what expression did the boy use to say those words?peaceful?Wronged?He must be very wronged, just like the editor asked him to post that good Weibo, he must be very wronged.But at this moment Zhao Xin can only be Lu Weifu, he can only say:

Touch your head, everyone has a different way of writing.I am looking forward to writing a novel with you.