Indecent and affectionate

Chapter 21

After delivering Jing Sheng safely, Yu Zhile took the bus back to her rented house alone.

It was almost ten o'clock, and the street lamps in the community went on strike collectively. The wind was a bit strong, as if the dark tide had blown the entire residential area.

When they were about to go downstairs, Yu Zhile received a call from her mother who hadn't seen her since she borrowed money from her last time.

After connecting, the first thing he said was asking about his younger brother:

"Is Zhi'an back to school?"

Yu Zhile replied: "Yes."

Mom's tone suddenly became very anxious: "Why didn't you tell me when he came back, I also pickled some side dishes he likes to bring to him."

Yu Zhile snorted silently: "He's your son, why didn't you ask him why he didn't tell you when he came back? He's going to be on vacation soon, why did he take the side dishes to the dormitory to get moldy?"

Choking on this sentence for two seconds, my mother said, "Okay—do you want to eat? I'll take it to you when I'm free."

"No need," Yu Zhile couldn't control the stinging of his words, with a headache, "I don't have time to eat when you are free."

My mother probably sensed her repulsion, and tried her best to focus the topic on her: "Zhile, you are not young anymore, find a partner early, get married, have a child, and you will be able to settle down for the rest of your life. You alone Girl, you are old and alone, your father and I are not at ease."

Stopping in front of the door, Yu Zhile rubbed the end of her eyebrows, inserted the key into the lock, and called out: "Mom."

"Ah."

The woman stayed there for a long time, but she never unscrewed the lock.It wasn't until the lights in the corridor were extinguished that he calmly said in the dark, "I sometimes wish that I would be really alone."

"..."

"Bye."

Not wanting to hear the other person's reaction, Yu Zhile pressed the call button.Just as she was about to put the phone back into her pocket, a long shock followed, and she took a high glance: Jing Sheng.

Yu Zhile was not in a hurry to pick it up, went in, put on slippers, and spread them on a chair.Only then did he press the call button, then click on the speakerphone, and then randomly threw the phone on the table beside him.

Shouting questions immediately surged out from the receiver:

"Who was busy just now? Who are you talking to at this late hour? I'm worried that you're a woman who doesn't drive back in the middle of the night, okay, man or woman? I've called several times but nothing came in..."

"my mother."

The two words of faintness cut off all his eloquence.

"Oh." Jing Sheng seemed a little embarrassed, like a balloon about to explode, his anxious tone disappeared, and he only asked, "Are you home?"

"arrive."

The man paused, then asked, "Can I add your WeChat back?"

"You add." Yu Zhile got up and went to the kitchen to pour water for herself.

"I mean, private WeChat." Jing Sheng replied, implying that it's not the kind of concentration camp with pictures of various cakes!
Yu Zhile opened the water bottle, and there was not much left. She bent down to get the electric kettle from the cabinet: "I don't have a personal WeChat account."

"..."

"..."

"Really not?"

"Ah."

"Just thinking about sweet baking?"

Yu Zhile turned on the faucet: "Yes."

"Okay." Jing Sheng hung up the phone.

Plug in the electric kettle, press the switch with a click, the indicator light and the phone screen light up together, Yu Zhile picks it up, and "a person in love" requests to add you as a friend.

Yu Zhile: ...

I hope this intrusive new screen name has nothing to do with her.

I clicked agree, and I was afraid that I would be a second late to jump out, and sent a picture of Kumamoto leaning on the sofa and holding a small paw, with the word "Hi" on it.

Yu Zhile replied with a WeChat emoticon, "/smile".

A person who is in love: "I made you angry today. After I came back, I have reflected on myself."

Yu Zhile glanced at the content of his reply, couldn't help but brace his forehead, and started again.

This guy can substitute himself into the event situation and character relationship he constructed at any time, and start a smooth interpretation.

Yu Zhile ignored him.

The opposite party is still enjoying it: "I decided to give you something to make amends."

Yu Zhile was afraid that he would transfer another 5 yuan if he didn't agree with each other, so he immediately copied his mobile phone and typed in the dialog box to refuse: no...

The cursor is still blinking, and the content has not been entered yet. A picture has been sent quickly from the other side, followed by a sentence——

"The most handsome man in the world, I gave it to you for free."

Yu Zhile clicked on the picture——

Selfies, sure enough, selfies.

It's still the kind of random shot that was sent non-stop the second after turning on the front camera one second ago.

And pretending to make a cold and deep face.

Yu Zhile was a little speechless, and a little bit laughing, and looked at the big headshot that occupied the full screen for two seconds, then pressed the selfie of this selfie, and returned a "/wiping sweat" to express emotions.

After sending it out, she put the phone back on the table, went to the bathroom, and planned to take a shower.

On the other side, Jing Sheng, who was squatting next to the coffee table, stared at the WeChat box for 10 minutes. Except for a "/wipe sweat", he never received any news.

What does it mean to sweat when you see his picture?dislike?What is there about his face that makes her think of the adjective "disgusting"?

Jing Sheng took a sip of milk, picked out about 20 past selfies from the photo album and took them with him, and sent them all at once.

Then crackling typing:

"Isn't he handsome?"

"Isn't it handsome??"

"Very handsome."

"You ask yourself and evaluate objectively."

"You can't be perfunctory just because I have a conflict with you tonight."

"Don't look beyond what you think is inside."

After waiting for a while, there was still no response from the other end.

Jing Sheng rubbed the hair on the back of his head vigorously, and randomly selected one of them and sent it to the "Ning City's economic pillars and appearances" group:
A man in love: [image]
A person who fell in love: Do you think I am handsome?
Lin Yue was the first to come out with rhythm: @一个人在爱河江, who are you?

Zhou Xinming: Who are you?

Little A: Who are you?
Little B: Who are you?
All of a sudden, this small open group started to form, and they all pretended not to know Jing Sheng.

Their reaction was to laugh at Jing Sheng, okay, these people.Jing Sheng raised his bangs, propped his full forehead with one hand, sent out several pictures of himself in succession, and replied:
Just say grandpa is handsome or not?
Lin Yue posted a selfie: I think this one is more handsome.

Zhou Xinming also joined the ranks of posting pictures: You are so fucking handsome, look at the hairstyle this handsome guy just had today.

Little B quickly showed a photo of himself and his girlfriend: Do you have bad eyesight?Obviously, the handsome one on the left is even more earth-shattering.

In the bearer group, the men began to fight with each other one after another, posting photos of themselves, claiming that they were the most handsome.

In the middle of the journey, Jing Sheng kept pushing hard, but no one paid any attention to him.

Later, the battle of pictures developed from "selfie comparison" to "girlfriend comparison beauty", and Jing Sheng didn't have the capital to participate in it. After all, he is a single aristocrat - he doesn't even have a photo of Yu Zhile , oh, there is only one screenshot of the taxi-hailing software that I can't show.

Therefore, at this moment, Young Master Jing is very angry, very angry, and furious.

He switched back to the chat box of 'Sitian Bakery' and found that the other party still didn't give him any response, not even a punctuation mark.

While shaking the phone lightly, while stroking the milk cup in his hand, Jing Sheng felt a little lonely.

But after a while, the phone shook twice in his palm.

The dark eyelashes were raised, and Jing Sheng raised his eyes to look. It was Yu Zhile's reply:

"quite handsome"

"sleep early"

Jing Sheng blinked hurriedly, afraid that he didn't see clearly, and seemed to ease the emotional impact of this sentence, which he didn't know whether it was out of helplessness or a sincere evaluation.

I'll just say it!

Facts for all to see!
Suppressing his heartbeat, Jing Sheng replied: Why didn't you reply to the message for a long time?

Yu Zhile: Take a bath.

Yu Zhile: I'm asleep, good night.

Jing Sheng quickly typed out "Okay, good night" and passed, then Fei generally took a screenshot of this chat record and sent it to the group.

He swaggered and was overjoyed:

"It doesn't matter if you ignore my handsomeness, as long as my woman understands this."

Lin Yue: ...

Lin Yue: My victory, my brother loves you so much.

Jing Sheng:?
Lin Yue: Take a bath and go to bed, how can she be your woman, she is your goddess.

Jing Sheng:? ? ?
Lin Yue was completely silent.

Jing Sheng: Yue Zi, get out, speak clearly, why do you feel sorry for me?I don't need it.

The next day, the weather was not as good as before, the sun seemed to have lost his temper, hid his back behind the clouds, stood with his head bowed, and only threw the chaotic fog into the mortal world.

Yu Zhile deliberately put on a mask to pick up Jing Sheng. She has rhinitis, and it is easy to relapse when encountering foggy weather.

After driving the car downstairs, Jing Sheng smiled when he saw her: "It's the first time I see a smoker and I'm afraid of the smog."

Yu Zhile ignored him, raised the window, took off the mask, and set the gear lever on the road.

Due to the climate, this fast-paced city suddenly slowed down.The traffic signs are difficult to distinguish, and all the cars dare to drive slowly along the way.

Jing Sheng glanced sideways at the gray window, then glanced back at the woman driving the car, suddenly made a big discovery, and said in surprise, "Wow, Yu Zhile, we are dressed as couples today."

Hearing this, Yu Zhile glanced at him, the man was wearing a pure white down jacket today, the hood was inlaid with a circle of fur, and the velvet fluffed against his fair face, doggy eyes, people couldn't help but think of ...one of the three idiots of the sleigh.

And he was wearing a short down jacket with almost no patterns, but the color was all white.

He evoked a smirk: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Yu Zhile turned down the heating temperature in the car, and said two words in denial: "No."

"..." Jing Sheng leaned back in his chair dejectedly: "Don't be so rigid, can't you just follow me?"

For a person as affectionate as he is, when he encounters such an immovable block of ice, he will occasionally feel powerless.

Yu Zhile didn't speak.

She remembered what her mother said to her last night, she asked her to find someone to spend her life with as soon as possible.In fact, after Yan An left, she had no standards in her heart, she didn't know what kind of man could attract her.

She knows that Jing Sheng likes her, although she doesn't know the source of this love, but she will envy him and the world in his heart, a little surprise is enough to make it bloom in full bloom.

It seems that people close their hearts only after they have a true love. From then on, all kinds of beautiful things in their hearts are only presented to him.

Yu Zhile thought, maybe she closed this door prematurely when she was 20 years old, just to hide the barrenness and desolation of this large area that has been neglected over the years.

It took almost twice as long to reach Jingyuan Building as before.

Before entering the underground parking lot, Jing Sheng suddenly turned his head in his direction, and casually ordered, "Turn back."

With both hands on the steering wheel, Yu Zhile was puzzled: "Did you forget something?"

"En." Jing Sheng nodded twice: "It's very important."

Yu Zhile: "..." Ever since the briefcase incident, she no longer believed in any "important things" he said.

So she tentatively asked, "What did you forget?"

Jing Sheng was thoughtful, but still gave the order: "Go back to Yuanxi Road." It seemed that there was something urgent.

So, Yu Zhile followed his instructions, turned around, and moved the car to Yuanxi Road little by little in the thick fog.

"Where?" Yu Zhile asked.

Jing Sheng didn't answer in a hurry, he turned his back to her, leaned against the window and looked out, knocked on the glass twice after a while and said, "That's it."

Yu Zhile pulled over to the side of the road, and the man immediately got out of the car and walked straight towards the destination. Yu Zhile's eyes followed him, turning his head to find out where he was going.

……All right.

Familymart, 24-hour convenience store.

When he got back into the car, Jing Sheng already had two more boxes of milk in his hand, in small boxes.

He handed one to Yu Zhile, "Take it."

"..." Yu Zhile thought for a while, but still took it.The milk drink was just taken out of the warmer, and it was still warm.

Jing Sheng skillfully pulled off the straw on the top of his box, unwrapped it, inserted it in, and sucked it casually.

With a straw in his mouth, he drank casually and pretending to be no one else for a while, then raised his chin at Zhile: "You drink, why do you always look at me?"

Yu Zhile held the box of milk and looked at him calmly for a while.

She thinks that she is completely different from this man, or a big boy. Every minute and every second of her is very important to her, and he can spend half an hour traveling , just to buy a box of hot milk that she wanted to drink on a whim. Today, from waking up to this moment, her mind is full of thoughts, her round trip to Chenfang, the delivery order of the cake shop, especially in such bad weather inside.

She took a slow breath as controlled as possible: "This is the important thing you said?"

"No," he replied casually, "it's to spend more time with you."

As soon as the words fell, Yu Zhile couldn't help being taken aback.

When he said this, he looked at her completely, his eyes were black and bright, like a gap of light that came in quietly and without breath.

(End of this chapter)