Talking about love and delivering food

The messy sofa, the messy coffee table piled up with all kinds of snacks...

However, what shocked Gu Qing the most was the person who was kneeling between the sofa and the coffee table - Sang Yu.

I saw her wearing the long shirt she washed and hung on the balcony the day before her business trip, her hair was curled up and pinned to the back of her head with clips, she was holding a small water glass in her left hand, and a toothbrush in her right...

Apparently, the people in the room seemed more surprised than she was when they saw her come back. They looked up at her, perhaps because they were not used to the sudden light, their peach blossom eyes were not as wide as they used to be, they narrowed a little, their lips parted slightly, and their expression was dull And at a loss.

Sangyu, this kind of Sangyu, Sangyu wearing her own shirt, and looking at her with blurred eyes, is really—— coquettish.

"Sang Yu?" After staring at each other for a long time, Gu Qingshi was the first to come back to her senses. Seeing that she was safe and sound at her home, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then subconsciously reached out and touched her nose, but did not touch Wen Yu. hot liquid.

"Huh?" Hearing the voice, the person kneeling on the ground hummed blankly like a child who woke up from a sleepy night, then lowered his head and continued to brush on the sofa with his toothbrush.

Gu Qing didn't know why, and she didn't care to change her shoes, so she hurried over. Seeing the other party's concentration, she didn't dare to turn on the headlights in the living room, and she didn't dare to make too much noise, "You are doing..."

"Gu Qingshi, what should I do, this blood stain can't be wiped off." Before she finished speaking, the person who was concentrating on scrubbing suddenly raised his head to look at her, his expression and tone were extremely frustrated.

Gu Qing was full of emotions in her heart, but when she saw the blankness in Sang Yu's brows, she didn't dare to express her emotions.

Perhaps it was because she had devoted herself to writing all the year round. She found that Sang Yu was particularly prone to immerse herself in her fictional world. In severe cases, her perception of the surrounding things was completely zero.

If she guessed correctly, Sang Yu probably hasn't really recovered yet.

"What bloodstains can't be wiped off?" Gu Qingshi looked in the direction she was brushing. The place where the water was stained was very dark, and the room was dark, so she couldn't see whether there was bloodstains.

Sang Yu tilted her head and looked at her, as if she didn't know what to say. After a while, her eyes suddenly widened, her face turned pale, and then slowly turned red from the tips of her ears to her face.

Gu Qing noticed the look in her eyes, knew that she would regain consciousness, turned around and stretched out his hand to switch on the brightest crystal chandelier in the living room.

As soon as the living room was lit up, the messy appearance became even more invisible. Gu Qing looked at his messy home, and then at the people still kneeling on the ground, rubbing his temples with a headache.

She went back to the shoe cabinet, changed her shoes, and when she dragged the suitcase to the room, she saw Sang Yu was still kneeling on the ground with her head drooping, holding a toothbrush at a loss.

"If you can't brush it off, don't worry about it, don't kneel on the ground." She always has countless patience and intolerance towards Sang Yu.

Sang Yu didn't listen, she bit her lip, and brushed the toothbrush vigorously on the cushion cloth on the sofa.

What Gu Qingshi bought was a set of beige leather sofas with a layer of thin sofa cushions of the same color on top.

"How long have you been brushing?" Gu Qingshi carried the suitcase into the room, and when she came out after changing her clothes, she was a little annoyed and more helpless when she saw Sang Yu was still kneeling there brushing.

The toothbrush brushed vigorously and bumped against the cloth, making a harsh sound, but Sang Yu probably didn't hear it, and didn't talk to her.

Gu Qingshi had nothing to do with her, sighed softly, walked over and pulled her up.

"Hiss—" Sang Yu got up, and her body slid down subconsciously.

"Let you be so stubborn..." Gu Qingshi saw her appearance, and knew that she must have knelt on the ground for too long, and she was numb. When she noticed the wrinkled face of the other party, she couldn't bear to speak cruel words again, and pulled her back He helped her to the single sofa beside her with his arms, and squatted down to help her press on her calf, "Where is the numbness?"

Sang Yu pursed her lips into a line, hugged her stomach with her hands, stared at the toothbrush in her hand and said nothing.

Gu Qing was also angry, and helped her press twice, then turned her head to look at the wet place behind her.

Under bright light, you can indeed see that there are two small irregular blood circles there. Although the color will look very light, it will definitely be obvious after it dries.

"I, I did that, and then I accidentally rubbed blood on it."

Hearing the muffled voice, Gu Qingshi turned to look at Sang Yu, stared at her reddened ear tips, and was stunned for a moment before realizing what she meant by "that".

Thinking of the status the other party posted on the Weibo account, he noticed that Sang Yu was hugging his stomach all the time, and couldn't bear it even more, "Well, it doesn't matter if it can't be washed off, I'll just change the sofa cushion then. "

Saying that, Gu Qing stood up again, bent down and took out the toothbrush from her hand, and threw it into the trash can.

Sang Yu didn't answer, and Gu Qingshi also suppressed a sulking air and ignored her.

She was away for six days, and the house was already in such a mess that she couldn't see it. She had never let her house be so messed up, and she didn't know where to start to clean it up.In addition, in order to catch the plane, she didn't even have time to eat lunch, so she would be very hungry, so she simply went to the kitchen to cook.

As soon as the refrigerator door was opened, a bag of small apples rolled out. Looking at the messy refrigerator, Gu Qing was so tired that he endured the discomfort and dug out eggs, tomatoes and noodles from inside.

While picking up the cutting board, he thought that the people in the living room only ate cold tomatoes, so he put away the cutting board again and started cooking noodles.

For Gu Qingshi, getting noodles couldn't be easier, and within 5 minutes, the kitchen smelled delicious.

Sang Yu hadn't smelled the familiar smoke for several days. Although she didn't like noodles, when Gu Qing brought the noodles to her, she still ate them with a twitch.

Although Gu Qingshi was hungry, his appetite was not good due to the exhaustion of the boat. He put down his chopsticks after eating less than two-thirds of a bowl of noodles, got up and went to the kitchen to pour water.

When she came back from pouring water, she saw Sang Yu secretly picking up noodles from her bowl. She hurriedly hid in the blind corner of the other party's line of sight, and came out of the kitchen after noticing that the other party hadn't continued to pick up noodles.

The noodles in the bowl were a little fluffy from being pinched by someone, but from the surface alone, it can't be seen that they are missing.

"You, you eat your food, what are you doing watching me?" After all, it was a guilty conscience, as soon as Gu Qingshi came out of the kitchen, Sang Yu's eyes kept sneaking at her.

Gu Qingshi looked away calmly, took a sip of water, and put the water poured for her in front of her, "I'm done eating, do you want more?"

"How, how is it possible, I, I don't want the leftovers you eat." Sang Yu frowned instantly, "I, I just want to finish my portion, so I don't waste like you."

Gu Qing nodded his chin, without saying a word, picked up his own bowl, thought of something, put down the bowl again, and finished the rest of the noodles.

Gu Qingshi stood by the sink, looking at his empty bowl, couldn't help laughing at himself.

It was obviously the same bowl of noodles, but because someone stirred it with chopsticks, she felt that the taste had changed.

Isn't it true that when you love someone, her every move will become your sensitive point?

Gu Qingshi feels that she is a bit like a marionette in the hands of Sang Yu, who can control her words and deeds without making a fuss.

After washing their noodle bowls, Gu Qingshi poured a cup of brown sugar water for Sang Yu, and then sat across the coffee table from her.

Gu Qing watched Sang Yu sip the brown sugar water, then lowered his eyes after a while, and spoke carefully, "Sang Yu, let's have a good talk."

Sang Yu's expression froze for a moment, with a somewhat resisted expression, "What are you talking about?"

Gu Qing was ruthless, turned his eyes away, and nodded on the messy coffee table and sofa, "Let's talk first, what's going on with my home..."

"I, I have things sorted out." As soon as Sang Yu mentioned this matter, she became anxious, and a layer of sweat slowly broke out on her back, her face flushed, but she still stuck her neck and stammered vigorously: "I, I have organized. I have all the things in the refrigerator. According to your previous arrangement, I will put fruits and so on."

Sang Yu's eyes flicked around, perhaps Gu Qingshi, who was neat and meticulous even though she was wearing home clothes, was sitting across from her, and she would feel messed up everywhere she looked.

"I don't know why these things seem to be against me, they are messed up all of a sudden..."

Gu Qingshi raised his hand and squeezed his browbones, and went straight to the point, "Did you go back to your home in the past six days?"

Sang Yu pursed her lips, remained silent for a while, and then said in a low voice: "I'm afraid I'll go back to my house, and I won't be able to come in anymore."

Although Gu Qing had guessed at the first sight of the other party when she opened the door, but Sang Yu's personal admission still made her tremble physically and mentally.

She looked at Sang Yu's hairy head, gasped in distress, and also gasped in embarrassment, "Then you these six days..."

"I didn't go anywhere, I didn't go to my own house. I was afraid that if I left the door unlocked, I would be caught by a thief." Before Gu Qing could finish asking, Sang Yu explained quickly, fearing that the other party would misunderstand her, and continued. said:

"I didn't go to your room either, just the kitchen, the bathroom, the living room... Then, I sneaked into your study. I promise, I didn't rummage through your things, I just took a book, my wife boring……"

As she spoke, she bent down again, and took out the book from the shelf of books and newspapers under the coffee table, "Here, just, just this one."

Gu Qingshi's eyes moved when he saw the words "True God" on the cover of the book, "There are so many books on my bookshelf, why do you want to take this one?"

Although Sang Yu was born as an online writer, but because the works can be regarded as streamlined, except for this one, the longest of the other works is only 30 words, and because of the huge fan base, all works are published in physical form.

The book "True God" is the work of Sang Yu who was exposed to borrowing the old stems of Yu Shengyan, and it is also her work with the longest word count so far, with 60 words.

Hearing this, the expression on Sang Yu's face froze for a moment, "So, I think this work is really well written."

If it wasn't for the obvious disappointment in her tone, Gu Qingshi would almost be amused by her narcissism.

However, Gu Qingshi couldn't laugh at all with the scandal of making excuses in front of him.

Sang Yu has said in interviews more than once that "True God" is her favorite work among her works for so many years, and it is also the best work she thinks she has written...

In the past, I was so proud of this work, but now I am disappointed because of how sad it is.

Gu Qingshi actually understands everything.

Otherwise, the children's day gift given to her by the other party included the work she was most dissatisfied with, but it lacked the work she was most satisfied with - "True God".

Sang Yu put the book on the shelf again, and seemed to be expressing herself, she didn't need Gu Qingshi's answer, "If I had known that you had all the works that Sang Sang came to, I wouldn't have given this to you as a child." Christmas gift."

As she said that, she suddenly remembered something, and looked at Gu Qingshi cautiously, "Gu Qingshi, do you know that Sang Sang is here?"

Sang Yu had doubts when she saw all her works on the other party's bookshelf - Gu Qingshi actually knew her identity a long time ago.

Gu Qingshi didn't understand the temptation in Sang Yu's expression. She lowered her eyes and shook her head, "I just like her works, and I don't know much about this author."

Sang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a faint sense of loss in her eyes, she moved her lips, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Gu Qingshi didn't understand what she was thinking, but when it came to the Children's Day gift, when she opened the gift box and saw the autographed books, she was really shocked, "I forgot to thank you, I like the gift you gave me very much .Although I have all her books, I don’t have any signed by her.”

Sang Yu smiled, as if she didn't want to talk about it anymore, she picked up the brown sugar water cup again and took a sip.

Gu Qing also didn't want to mention her unhappiness, so he stopped talking about this topic.

Sweeping at the other person's shirt, and remembering what she said just now that she hadn't gone anywhere in the past six days, she couldn't help feeling a little discouraged, "I have a spare key under the potted vase at the door."

Sang Yu looked at her suddenly, maybe she was too excited and stuttered, "Then, what, I will definitely not sneak into your house behind your back." Then, she was about to bite her finger again, her hand As soon as he put it to his lips, he retracted it and turned his head, "My house, the spare key is also under the carpet at the door."

Gu Qingshi snorted softly, "I remember that when I left home, I asked you to go back to your home."

The implication is that she is secretly living in someone's house behind her back.

Sang Yu grabbed the hem of her shirt and went to see Gu Qing secretly. Seeing that her face was heavy and her brows were tightly frowned, she didn't look like she was in a good mood. She bit her lip to prevent anyone from having an old score with her: "Gu Qingshi, today It's the Dragon Boat Festival..."

Seeing that the person hadn't spoken for a long time, she bit her lip again, her voice was a little louder, and she repeated, "Gu Qingshi, it's Dragon Boat Festival today."

"Well, so what?" Gu Qingshi was a little annoyed when he saw her attitude of avoiding the important and taking the light, but he couldn't be cruel.

Sang Yu directly ignored the lack of saltiness in her tone, "Then what, other people are praying for health during the Dragon Boat Festival, eating rice dumplings, watching dragon boats and so on - I only ate a bowl of noodles."

Gu Qing laughed back angrily, leaned back on the sofa chair, and said lightly: "Okay, now that I'm back, you can go out and eat rice dumplings and watch the dragon boat to pray for your health. By the way, give me back my shirt." came back."

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Sang Yu became anxious, continued to tug at the hem of his shirt, and looked at Gu Qingshi eagerly.

Facing her silent accusation, Gu Qing remained calm and waited leisurely.

After a while, Sang Yu lowered her eyes, "Gu Qingshi, my stomach hurts, it really hurts..."

The author has something to say: Babies, the Dragon Boat Festival is safe and healthy.

I'm going to travel to Beijing on the 20th, about a week, so I have to take a few days off in between, love you guys.