Lin Shilang Gu

Lin Yuewei glanced at Jiang Congbi, clicked his tongue, and said impatiently, "It's long-winded."

After speaking, he pushed Jiang Congbi's hand away, opened the co-pilot's door and sat in. He didn't say good or bad.

Jiang Congbi: "Hey."

She stood there and had fun, followed by getting into the car: "You can tell me something clear, my friend's wife can't be deceived. If you want to eat this dish, I won't make that idea."

Lin Yuewei fastened his seat belt and closed his eyes, "Hurry up and drive, I'm sleepy."

Jiang Congbi pinched Lin Yuewei's face, "How can you be exhausted to say a word? Think about it, don't think about it, at most two words."

Lin Yuewei gave her an eye knife.

Jiang Congbi shyly put her hands away, and then smiled and pinched Lin Yuewei's long, smooth hair: "Let's go back and talk about it."

Lin Yuewei didn't care about such trivial matters with her anymore, and asked with closed eyes, "Are your parents at home?"

Jiang Congbi: "No, when did you see them there?"

Lin Yuewei: "I'm just asking politely."

Jiang Congbi: "You've been kicked out of the house by your parents? Don't worry, my sister will cover you in the future."

"Little brat." Lin Yuewei sneered, Jiang Congbi and her were a child, two months younger than her birthday, "I came out by myself, but they gave me a try."

The seat belt may have wrapped around the top when it was fastened. Lin Yuewei sat in the car for a while, and felt a little tight on his shoulders. He raised his hand to tidy it up, saw the white trench coat fabric on his shoulders, and suddenly sat up straight. Yes…

Jiang Congbi turned the car around, saw her expression, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Lin Yuewei rolled her eyes a few times and sat back.

At first, Gu Yanqiu took off the windbreaker and gave it to Lin Yuewei to cover it. When he got out of the car, Lin Yuewei didn't realize it at all, and put the clothes on his body naturally. Why didn't Gu Yanqiu remind her?

Lin Yuewei raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows. Still haven't returned the clothes? how?

***

Gu Yanqiu parked the car in the garage, and when she came out, there was a cold wind blowing her face. She touched the goose bumps on her arm and softly said "ah", remembering that her clothes had fallen on Lin Yuewei's place.

She didn't have Lin Yuewei's contact information, and she could easily get it if she wanted, but in the past few days that the two of them had been together, she just didn't take the initiative to ask for it.

She often felt that she had revealed too much of her true self in front of Lin Yuewei, including deliberately teasing her at the Civil Affairs Bureau and making her shriveled. She could even be "indifferent" to her mother's "accidental death". How could she feel "revenge" because of Lin Yuewei playing a little temper in front of her, what exactly was causing it?

From the first meeting, as long as Lin Yuewei appeared in front of her eyes, her eyes would involuntarily shift to the other person. If she sensed that she was looking at her, she could not help but become nervous and unable to concentrate.

It is true that Lin Yuewei's appearance is very outstanding and can afford any preference, but Gu Yanqiu is not a person who values ​​appearance that much.

Even if she hasn't been in a relationship, it doesn't mean she doesn't know anything. Lin Yuewei has a fatal attraction to her. If she likes it, she has not reached this point, but if she gets along with her for a while, it will be hard to say. Fortunately, Lin Yuewei is also consciously keeping a distance from her, so that she will not fall prematurely.

Gu Yanqiu often holds Buddha beads, but he is not a devout Buddhist. At this moment, he turns the rosary beads and proclaims the Buddha's name, suppressing the rudimentary thoughts in his heart.

The night wind blew his cheeks cold, Gu Yanqiu took a step and opened the door of the house.

The lights of the three-story villa gradually turned on, first in the living room, then in the kitchen. After about half an hour, the second floor also lit up, and the first floor went out. Gu Yanqiu took a shower, sat on the bed, and typed on the keyboard of his laptop attentively.

The phone screen on the bedside table lit up. From: Gu Huai.

Since her mother passed away, Gu Yanqiu changed her father's remarks, and Gu Huai sent her a text message: [Will you go home for dinner tomorrow night? 】

Gu Yanqiu stared at the information interface with an indifferent expression.

[Going back, Dad] Gu Yanqiu's attitude of returning to the past is still the same.

Gu Yanqiu then sent a message: [I have a friend who is in the business of medicinal materials, I asked him to give me two boxes of Cordyceps sinensis, and bring them home for you and my aunt tomorrow]

Gu Huai: [Thank you my good daughter]

If you just look at the exchange of information, it is indeed a scene of filial piety to the father and daughter, and only the parties themselves know what they are thinking.

***

Mrs. Gu, He Songjun, is a few years older than Mrs. Xian Gu. This year is approaching the year of destiny, but she seems to be only in her early thirties, with a plump figure and a peach-like face, showing the beauty that has accumulated over the years. She is a third party who intervenes in other people's marriages. She is so well maintained that it is enough to see how much Gu Huai has loved her over the years.

Gu Huai put down his mobile phone, and his expression was mixed with joy and anger. He has a restrained temperament, the city is unfathomable, and everything is hidden in his heart, and his joy and anger are invisible. Even if He Songjun has been with him for so many years, he can't tell that he is there. what to think.

He Songjun thought for a while, then tentatively slid his hand to the man's generous palm, turned the phone over, looked at the chat records of the two of them, and said with a smile: "Tomorrow Yanqiu is going home for dinner, I will cook by myself. get ready."

Gu Huai said lightly, "You don't..."

He Songjun interrupted him gently: "Yan Qiu has some misunderstandings about me. I want to clear the misunderstanding between us, so that the family can be more harmonious."

Gu Huai was silent for a moment, then nodded.

He Songjun said again: "By the way, Yan Qiu has been married for so many days. Take advantage of this time to go home, why don't you bring your new daughter-in-law with you."

Gu Huai glanced at her.

He Songjun's heart skipped a beat, his throat was so nervous that he swallowed, and he organized some words again, saying, "Except on the wedding day, we haven't seen our new wife, and we haven't done our due diligence."

Gu Huai finally made a light "um" sound.

He Songjun didn't dare to touch his mobile phone, but waited for Gu Huai to continue sitting on the sofa for a while, picked up the mobile phone again, and sent a text message to Gu Yanqiu. With a delicate smile on his face, He Songjun looked at Gu Huai who contacted Gu Yanqiu with a flat face. She thought: I will break up your father and daughter sooner or later.

***

[Tomorrow night, bring Lin Yuewei over, is she free? ] - Gu Huai.

[She fell asleep, I'll give you an answer tomorrow] Gu Yanqiu faked the illusion that she and Lin Yuewei lived together in front of Gu Huai.

Gu Yanqiu didn't expect that Gu Huai would send her such a message. She discussed this matter with Lin Yuewei. It was not a banquet and could attend, but it arrived much earlier than Gu Yanqiu imagined.

She was still trying to keep a distance from this person for the first two hours, and soon, she would face the situation of seeing each other again.

This time... what's going to happen?

***

Lin Yuewei found a palm-sized notebook and a ballpoint pen in the pocket of Gu Yanqiu's windbreaker. According to her identification, the writing on it belonged to Gu Yanqiu herself. Lin Yuewei had only seen the post-it notes she wrote, and had an impression of the little rabbit. Profoundly, this book also happens to have a rabbit on the first page.

Isn't Gu Yanqiu trying to please the rabbit she drew? Did she like it?

Jiang Congbi threw her bag and coat on the sofa, and when she turned her head, she saw Lin Yuewei staring at a book.

When Lin Yuewei's hand was empty, he went to grab it back: "Hello."

Jiang Congbi had been prepared for a long time. After snatching the notebook, he ran away for several meters, pointed at Lin Yuewei and said, "Don't come here, aren't you mean to others? Why are you so concerned?"

Lin Yuewei's mind was spinning, and he said sternly: "You are violating other people's privacy rights."

Jiang Congbi: "Yo, who was watching you just now, you have already violated it once, and it's okay for me to violate it again. Good sisters just want to violate their rights together, so don't be too moved."

Lin Yuewei pulled out his legs and chased after him: "I'm so moved, you hurry up and return it to me!"

"No, don't be so stingy."

"give me back!"

Jiang Congbi fought guerrilla warfare with her. During the chase, she had already read the book. There were only two pages in total. Except for the rabbit, it was a copy of the Buddhist scriptures. Jiang Congbi read a section of the Heart Sutra and stopped.

"That's it, what's so beautiful?" Jiang Congbi asked Lin Yuewei in a puzzled way.

"Bring it." Lin Yuewei grabbed it, closed the book, and returned to its original state like a ballpoint pen. She said, "Did I say it looks good? You want to grab it yourself, what's wrong."

Jiang Congbi asked, "Did Gu Yanqiu copy this?"

Lin Yuewei: "Otherwise?"

Jiang Congbi suddenly smiled: "Ah, show me again."

Lin Yuewei had already retracted his pocket, covered it tightly, and said alertly, "Didn't you see it just now?"

Jiang Congbi: "I'll read it again."

Lin Yuewei: "No."

Why is Jiang Congbi so easy to admit defeat, coquettish and begging, the stalker is finally coming, she is obsessed with the page of the Buddhist scriptures: "This word is too cute."

Lin Yuewei: "???"

What's so cute about words?

Jiang Congbi pouted, kissed the book through the air, and said, "Don't you think that through these words, you can see the other person's interesting soul?"

Lin Yuewei: "Not at all."

Jiang Congbi: "I'm serious, I'll ask you again, do you have any interest in her, if not, I'll really go after her."

Lin Yuewei: "...She doesn't have the heart to fall in love."

Jiang Congbi waved her hand, confident: "This is not important, I can do it if I have the will, and if there is a will, things will be accomplished."

"Whatever, as long as you're happy—what are you doing—" Lin Yuewei wiped the saliva from his face in disgust.

Jiang Congbi kissed her face again, the bark was particularly loud, and she said excitedly, "Sisters, you are my sisters, waiting for me and Gu Yanqiu's happy bar!"

Lin Yuewei: "..."

Why did she hear this so strangely?

Lin Yuewei stood up and stretched, obviously not sleepy, but yawned, "I want to sleep." As if this would completely remove the sour feeling in his heart.

Jiang Congbi bent over, held her hand, and shouted, "Your Majesty, get up."

The author has something to say: Miss Lin: I also put on a bright green hat today, and I feel great :(