After Losing His Job, He Was Picked Up And Brought Home By A Treasure Girl

The next day.

Ye Shuang drove Bai Yuyou to the school gate, and then said, "Call me if you have any problems at school."

Bai Yuyou nodded, but still sat in the passenger seat and did not get out of the car.

"What's wrong?"

Bai Yuyou reached out and pinched his sleeve at this time, and said in a soft voice, "There is no class yet... I want to stay with you for a while."

The girl's gentle words instantly touched Ye Shuang's heart.

"Okay..." Ye Shuang put the parking gear on and his eyes fell on the students who were entering the school one after another outside the car window. In a daze, he suddenly had the illusion that he was also in school.

At this time, Bai Yuyou who was beside him suddenly came closer, and then his face was pressed against his shoulder, and the scent of Ruoyouruowu's hair was also passed on.

What a clingy guy.

Ye Shuang used her fingers to push the other person's hair away from his forehead, smiled and asked, "What's wrong? Don't want to go to school?"

"Yeah." Bai Yuyou nodded without hesitation.

"It's okay. I'll graduate in a few years. Even if I want to come back, I won't have the chance." Ye Shuang said, "By the way, if possible... why not consider making friends at school?"

Bai Yuyou tilted his head, "Friend?"

"Well, my friend, humans are social animals after all. Sometimes we need help from our friends when we encounter difficulties."

Although Bai Yuyou didn't understand it very well, he still said, "As long as Ye Shuang says it, I will do it."

"It's not the master's task. If you don't like it, you don't have to force yourself." Ye Shuang said.

"oh."

Soon, Bai Yuyou was getting off the bus, but she still looked reluctant to leave, looking back every few steps after getting off the bus.

"She should be fine alone, right?" Ye Shuang murmured.

His eyes fell on the figure in the distance, wearing a JK uniform pleated skirt, black pantyhose and small leather shoes, paired with waist-length hair and a pretty face, making him the center of attention wherever he went.

"You won't be tricked away by some yellow-haired classmate with sweet words, right?" Ye Shuang touched his chin, and after thinking about it, he still felt uneasy.

"It seems like we need to strengthen our education when we go home at night."

Ye Shuang suddenly felt as if he was raising a daughter now, even though this daughter was only eight years younger than him.

"Forget it, go home."

Ye Shuang drove back home and spent some time tidying up Bai Yuyou's room. Some drawing papers scattered on the ground were particularly eye-catching.

"Does she like to draw?" Ye Shuang picked up a piece and found that it was all scribbles.

When Ye Shuang thinks of painting, he unconsciously thinks of a certain figure——

[Ye Shuang, I'm sorry, I still can't let him go. ]

The other party's words were like pricking a thorn in his heart. Even if the thorn was pulled out, the wound left behind would not heal on its own.

"Forget it, what's there to think about?" Ye Shuang slowly put down the drawing paper and continued to clean up Bai Yuyou's room.

It was almost 12 noon after all the hard work. Ye Shuang sat at the computer desk and suddenly started to feel dazed.

like……

Suddenly I had nothing to do.

Is this a life of eating soft food?

I would drive Bai Yuyou to and from school, and occasionally cook a meal and do some hygiene.

That's really...

…

…

It's a bit cool.

However, Ye Shuang was not completely idle. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Chen Hai.

“Is there a job that is easy, makes a lot of money, and has free time?”

After a while, Chen Hai also responded to the message——

"Yes, let's eat soft food."

Ye Shuang: "..."

"Besides this?"

Chen Hai: "I have everything in my dreams. You might as well take a good rest during this period."

"If you really want to, you can actually consider Internet-related freelancing, just like online bloggers. I heard that some people can earn tens of millions a year just by waving their hands."

Ye Shuang twitched the corner of his mouth, "I don't know how to do this."

Chen Hai: "Actually, it's not difficult. Nowadays, people are curious. The more curious and weird they are, the more people will like to watch them. Otherwise, why do you think bloggers with millions of fans deliberately act ugly? Isn't it just to make money?" "

"These days, you can make more money by being ugly than a scientist. In the era of traffic, you can find a way to find an online job. It is more profitable and easier than traditional industries."

After Ye Shuang saw the message from Chen Hai, he thought about it, and then pressed his phone to reply——

"Forget it, I'll just mention it casually."

"Damn it, I typed so many words for you to reply to messages at work, and people thought I was contacting clients."

"If I deposit millions for you, wouldn't you be considered a big customer?"

"Just a small customer."

"Daw it."

Putting down her phone, Ye Shuang turned on her computer and searched for Internet-related careers on the search engine.

Finally, his eyes rested on the name of the online novelist.

"Write a novel?" Ye Shuang touched his chin and thought, since he majored in Chinese language, maybe he could write a novel, right?

And you have free time, you can update whenever you want, and you can play around with it whenever you want.

There was a time when Ye Shuang was obsessed with reading novels.

"Try it." Ye Shuang immediately found an online novel platform, then quickly filled in the information and registered an account.

But when writing books, Ye Shuang began to think deeply.

What can I write?

In his mind, the face of a certain girl appeared unknowingly. That rainy night seemed to be the beginning of the bond between the two.

His fingers tapped on the keyboard unconsciously——

"After being unemployed, I was picked up and brought home by a treasure girl"

Ye Shuang nodded with satisfaction. Yes, just keep a diary. As for the introduction, just write it casually.

After thinking clearly about what he wanted to write, Ye Shuang's fingers were very fast on the keyboard, and he typed out the 2,000 words of the first chapter in half an hour.

"Well, I should make the male protagonist more handsome. As for Bai Yuyou's prototype... that girl is very beautiful to begin with, so I might as well just focus on her appearance to increase the number of words. Readers will skip the description after just one glance anyway." Ye Shuang once said. When reading novels, I always wonder why the author uses so much space to describe the scenery and the appearance of the characters.

Later I realized that readers can skip it at a glance, but the author can use this paragraph to increase the number of words and use it in the chapter without being obtrusive.

Win-win.

Soon, Ye Shuang wrote the second chapter and published the two chapters together.

However, the article is like a stone sinking into the sea, silent and silent.

Ye Shuang didn't care. He clicked on a video software, searched for an online course on nutrition, and started watching it.

After all, Bai Yuyou's face looked a little pale, and Ye Shuang wanted to slowly heal her up.

Although the feeling gradually became more fulfilling, Ye Shuang did not feel tired at all.

In any case, the sunshine at one o'clock in the afternoon is far more dazzling than the city night scene at one o'clock in the morning.