Two years passed in a flash, and Cheng Zhen felt that he had aged two years just by sleeping.

After being discharged from the hospital, the parents had a second child, and Xie Chi disappeared.

This fucking life.

Throughout the day, Cheng Zhen's eyes longed to grow on his mobile phone. He made a pancake and looked at his mobile phone twice.

At nine o'clock, it's time for Cheng Zhen to close the stall.

There was still a thin layer of batter left at the bottom of the bucket, and he opened his eyes and said nonsense: "It's sold out, it's sold out, and the stall is closed."

Someone has sharp eyes: "Boss, don't you still have this?"

Cheng Zhen raised the spoon in his hand and turned back: "Can I keep it for myself?"

After finally driving the people away, Cheng Zhen silently began to close the stall.

Pack things a little bit, unhurriedly. The action of closing the stall today is much slower than usual. Stay here for an extra minute, and the chances of waiting for Xie Chi will be greater.

Cheng Zhen collected this piece of crap for almost half an hour, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and sent a message to Xie Chi: [You didn't come today? ]

After waiting in place for 10 minutes, Xie Chi didn't return.

"Fuck." Cheng Zhen kicked away the stones on the side of the road irritably, stepped on his tricycle and creaked home.

The wind at night made people's faces ache, and the little grip on the back of Cheng Zhen's head was up and down with his strenuous movements, shaking with the wind.

Cheng Zhen was sweating from stepping on the tricycle, and then climbed up to the seventh floor. His clothes were wet on his back. The first thing he did when he entered the room was to turn on the electric fan and blow it on his face.

In summer, the temperature is more than 30 degrees, and there is no air conditioner in the rental house. Cheng Zhen's only cooling tool is this small electric fan bought from the wholesale market for 20 yuan.

Cheap and practical, the wind is strong enough, and it can also turn. When you sleep at night, put it on the chair beside the bed, turn it around, and send a cool breeze to the hot bed.

During this month, Cheng Zhen tasted all the hardships he hadn't experienced in the past 25 years.

He doesn't find it difficult, selling pancakes to earn money, as long as he can see Xie Chi every day, he can live happily.

There is a saying, although life is bitter, Xie Chi is very sweet.

Cheng Zhen felt that he was simply a writer, so fucking artistic.

But I didn't see Xie Chi today.

Cheng Zhen, who couldn't eat "sugar", turned into bitter Cheng Zhen.

There was an air of disappointment all over his body.

Cheng Zhen was lying on the bed and playing with his mobile phone. He had just logged on to Weibo when there were too many messages and the phone crashed again.

He fiddled with it for a long time, and finally resorted to the method of restarting Dafa.

Cheng Zhen's mobile phone was purchased at a street promotion with a free charge of 500 phone bills. After using it for less than a month, it started to freeze and lag, and the quality was so poor.

Cheng Zhen is used to crashes. The quickest way to get stuck is to shut down and restart the machine. Sometimes if the machine cannot be shut down, the battery behind it will be pulled out and the machine will be forced to shut down.

After finally turning it on, Cheng Zhen didn't dare to log on to Weibo, but instead logged on to q/q.

It was stuck like this for a while.

Without exception, they are reminders.

Among the many reminder messages, there is one that is different:

A little twist: [You really know Cream Bubble? ]

Twist is his relative and friend. More than half of Cheng Zhen's dramas were given to him by Twist. The relationship between the two is not bad. During the two years when he disappeared, Twist came to poke him every one or two months. He died, and in the Qingming Festival of the second year, he sent four words to Cheng Zhen: have a good journey.

Cheng Zhen: [Who? ]

A Little Twist: [The love story about you is almost out of circle, you ask who I am now? ]

Cheng Zhen: [? ? ? ]

Twist gave him the link to No. [-] cp building, in which he and Butter Bubble had a new synonym - parental love.

The growth of cp originated from Weibo Chaohua, the name is [Old Oreo]

Introduction: The love between an old father and an old mother, cookie x cream bubble.

7682 posts 1.3w followers

Cheng Zhen has been in the online supporting circle for many years, his seniority is very high, and he has recognized a lot of sons. Now he finally has the opportunity to tease him, and all the major cvs forwarded it one after another.

The forwarding content is nothing more than a few sentences:

Dad, why didn't you inform us of such a big event?

Is it not enough to have our many sons?Dad, I don't allow you to remarry!

Dad, when did you find Mom?

One match a sand sculpture.

At the beginning, the Weibo post had more than [-] retweets, and Cheng Zhen saw that the instigator was Feng Fei.

It really was this little bastard.

Feng Fei, a purple-red cv in the circle, with a voice line between 0.1-0.5, can control everything from gentle and noble son's voice to soft and cute bullying voice.There are many works, Feng Fei's "Wind Movement" is known as a classic in the circle, and everyone in the online distribution circle knows everyone, and Feng Fei became famous in one fell swoop.

It is this great god who is worshiped by countless people, in front of Cheng Zhen, his nature is fully exposed, he is a fool.

It was precisely because Feng Fei made this matter a big deal that I became a coward at the critical moment. For so many days, I was as quiet as a chicken, and I didn't dare to say a word to Cheng Zhenfa.

As soon as Chaohua was built, the value of Butter Bubbles increased, and at the same time, they were hacked even worse.

During this period, a new drama post released by ys directly implemented the pair of cps, and was topped as hot

The lineup of the main characters is average, they are all tepid CVs, the original name is unknown, and the club is also a new club that has just been established for a year, but this post is being posted to the homepage for no reason.

The reason is because of the lineup of dragon suits inside:

Papa Zhao: Cookies

Mama Zhao: Butter Bubbles

As soon as I ate cp, someone gave me food.

Fans screamed happily: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Cheng Zhen couldn't react for a while.

Isn't this cream puff a man?

How did you change your gender?

Look at the subject matter again: interstellar, ABO.

OK, he got it.

A little twist: [So, the things in the post are not true? ]

Cheng Zhen: [What do you think? ]

A little twist: [Wooooow, tonight, we are all biscuit crumbs. ]

Cheng Zhen held back and didn't ask what biscuit crumbs were.

A little twist: [You really don't think about it?Bubbles are cute. ]

Cheng Zhen: [So you are a cp dog. ]

A little twist: [Day, how can you say that about me! ]

Cheng Zhen: [Oh. ]

A little twist: [Rolling. ]

Cheng Zhen: [Father is gone. ]

A little twist: [Wait, give me the voice before you get lost! ]

After making such a big circle, he still couldn't escape the fate of Cui Yin.

Cheng Zhen couldn't restrain his inner curiosity, and he posted on Weibo again without giving up. This time, his computer didn't crash.

Apart from his drama posts, Aite's posts are just cp fans howling, Cheng Zhen didn't respond to any of them, but followed the comments and clicked into the cream bubble homepage.

Clean and concise.

This is the first impression of Cream Bubble Weibo.

The default background of the system, the avatar is potted grass, Cheng Zhen can't tell what kind, only strange green ones.

Weibo 17 followers 1 followers 3w

There are very few microblogs with cream bubbles. Except for the top microblog, the rest are all the flowers and plants he raises. Between the lines, it can be revealed that he is a very gentle person.

Let everyone hack him in various ways on the Internet, directly prohibit comments, and the Weibo of cream bubbles has been quiet for a long time.

There are over a hundred retweets and no comments.

Cheng Zhen clicked into his watch list, and sure enough, that 1 was himself.

After thinking about it, he moved his fingers and pointed his attention.

Since people paid attention to him, it seemed a little impolite for him not to return to the gate.

Cheng Zhen's unintentional move blew up another group of people.

[Cheers to our middle-aged and elderly love - Oreo 2 cp building]

report! ! !The cake is big and the cream is soaked!

Fuck, is this for real?

№1927☆☆☆==

Ah, I am complete.

№1928☆☆☆==

Whether it's true or not, it's over.

№1929☆☆☆==

La la la la, today I am a happy little biscuit~

№1930☆☆☆==

……

Cheng Zhen ate his melon for a while, feeling bored, Xie Chi ignored him, and simply put his phone on the bedside table, turned off the light and went to sleep.

At ten o'clock on Saturday morning, Changhong Internet Cafe.

Just as Cheng Zheng walked in the door, the network administrator was very familiar with him, and greeted him, "Still the same?"

"Yeah." Cheng Zhen entered the private room and swiped his card to go online.

Open the recording software and start working.

The environment of this Internet cafe is good, the sound insulation effect of the package is quite good, the walls are all soundproof panels, the equipment has excellent performance, and the microphone has a low noise floor. Apart from being expensive, there are no disadvantages.

Cheng Zhen usually stays in the private room for a whole day, recording from morning to night, trying to record all the dramas that can be recorded, so as to save those planners from following behind him all day to rush him.

More than once, Cheng Zhen rejoiced that his roles were all extras. A drama can be finished in 10 minutes. If he is the main character, he may not be able to complete a drama in a day.

On a great weekend, Cheng Zhen cried and laughed in the private room of the Internet cafe, performing countless scenes by himself, thanks to the fact that he was in the private room, otherwise he really couldn't let go.

At noon, Cheng Zhen asked the network administrator to deliver a tube of instant noodles for lunch, and continued recording after making do with the couple.

He was in too much debt, his voice could be hoarse for a week after one recording, and he just took a few days off to wait for the next weekend to continue recording, and this cycle went on and on, Cheng Zhen's weekends were all spent on recording.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Cheng Zhen's voice was completely hoarse, and he could no longer speak, so he left the Internet cafe.

After walking a few steps, he met Xie Chi whom he was thinking of.

Xie Chi was carrying a bag in his hand. It seemed that he had just come back from the outside. Cheng Zhen stared straight at him with complicated eyes.

"What a coincidence." Xie Chi walked in front of him and mentioned to him, "My phone broke recently, and I didn't have time to tell you. No, I bought a new one during the weekend."

"Oh." Cheng Zhen responded briefly, his throat hoarse.

The two didn't talk much except buying pancakes, and they were a little embarrassed for a while, Xie Chi smiled politely at him: "I don't bother you, I'll go first."

Cheng Zhen nodded and said nothing.

It turned out that Xie Chi's phone was broken.

Xie Chi didn't ignore him.

Cheng Zhen's steps back home suddenly drifted a lot, and he couldn't help laughing as he walked.

He just said it.

He is so charming, how could anyone not like him.

The author has something to say:

I went to engrave cardboard today and got blisters on my hands. I sent the photo to my mother, thinking she would feel distressed, but she said that it was because I usually did too little work.

... really my mother

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