Talking about love and delivering food

Chapter 8

By the time Sang Yu vomited all the grievances and unhappiness in her heart, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

For others, chatting with a strange netizen for three or four hours may be an easy task, but for her, such a thing can be described as unbelievable, she is not good at communicating with People communicate, and even fear to communicate with people to a large extent.

In the year that Mama Sang gave birth to her, eight other children were born in the same year in the compound where they lived, but she was the only girl. One can imagine how favored she was.

She has been fair and juicy since she was a child, and has a sweet mouth. Not only is Sang's father Sang's mother's treasure, but the whole compound loves her, especially the boys who were born in the same year as her. Everyone treats her like a princess, and as long as anyone has something delicious, they would rather not eat it themselves, and send some to her.

Spoiled and spoiled, these four words are not an exaggeration when applied to her.Although Sang's father and Sang's mother did not pamper her too much, people who have been held in the palm of their hands for a long time are somewhat arrogant.

When she was young, when she was in elementary school, she found that the girls in the class were unwilling to play with her. She was never allowed to participate in recreational activities such as jumping rubber bands and throwing pebbles. The girls in the class got together to chat At that time, as long as she approached, everyone immediately shut up. At that time, although she vaguely felt that the girls didn't like her, these boys in the compound went to and from school with her all day long, and drove her crazy. Lin Yuyan, a young lady who is one year older, is willing to play with her, but she doesn't care too much.

After entering high school, those bamboo horses in the compound either moved, or because of too much difference in grades, the distance between everyone began to distance, and she slowly understood the truth of incompatibility between men and women, and gradually restrained her temper, no longer Hang out with boys.

However, even so, she still can't integrate into the circle of girls. Many times, she licks her face and carefully cooperates with everyone's chat, but she always becomes a topic terminator. She has reflected on herself, but she still can't understand herself. Say something wrong, why everyone doesn't like her.

Later, after hearing what some girls in the class said about her by chance in the toilet, she was unwilling to join everyone's circle.

——Sang Yu is really good at flirting, and the boys in the class who can hook are like pugs.

——I didn't see how serious she was studying, why did she rank among the top ten in the school every time she took the exam?

——Only two days ago, I saw a boy from another school bring her snacks. Why are her hands stretched so long?

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Apart from taking a few photoshoots with the boys to make her mad at her mother for not buying her a mobile phone, she thinks she has always kept herself clean, and she has never deliberately flirted with any boy in the class, but the girls in the class are like It's like an agreement, but I just don't like her.

She is not a person who complains about others. After realizing that everyone is jealous, she is not willing to get into their circle. After being addicted to writing, she has no energy to care about the social circle around her.After she took a break from school to write full-time at home, her social circle became narrower. Apart from calling her parents regularly to say hello and chatting with editorial assistants about manuscripts, she only talked nonsense with Lin Yuyan.

It is said that excellent people are very lonely, and she actually has a deep understanding. When she first came to the Bala literature website, there were many like-minded friends in the circle, but as her fame grew, everyone chatted more and more. They became more and more polite, and the topics became less and less common. Like-minded people seemed to part ways overnight.

After a long time, she really forgot how to chat with people.

Originally, she only wanted to tell this stranger the story of being betrayed by her best friend, but she didn't want to open her mouth. Those old sesame seeds and rotten millet stories that she thought she had forgotten or let go of were brought up again, as if in a daze. All the land was sent to the other party.

At the end of the chat, Sang Yu let out a sigh of relief, pressed the microphone, and sent the first voice message to the other party: "Although I feel very sorry, I not only delayed your time, but also shared so much unhappiness with you. , but I am more relaxed and happy. Thank you."

Gu Qingshi listened to this voice back and forth three times, deleted and deleted it for a long time before sending her a text message: "It's my honor to be a cute tree hole."

Although Sang Yu said everything lightly, and the feelings expressed in the words seemed to be indifferent, but Gu Qing felt even more distressed. She watched all her public social software status, but whether it was Before she became famous, or after she became famous, she never saw her vent her grievances and losses, and the life she shared seemed to always be her smiling face.

How strong must a person be in order to always be beautiful and kind?

Gu Qing couldn't imagine it, so she felt more distressed and cared more, so she deleted the line "I regret that I didn't meet you sooner." after hesitating for two seconds, and then deleted it. She didn't want to bring the other party a little pressure and excitement.

"Probably because there are always people like you in the world, so no matter what happens, I am always willing to have a good heart. It's good to know you!"

When Gu Qing looked at the new message, he was suffocated, his heart ached to death, and the thousands of words were finally turned into a clear and shallow line: "Mengmengsang, I am the same, it's good to know you."

"By the way, I still don't know how to call you? Look at your nickname, is your surname Sang?"

"No."

Without waiting for Sang Yu to continue asking, Gu Qingshi tapped his fingers on the screen again as if uncontrollably, "It's the person I like whose surname is Sang."

"Hahaha, are you waiting to use his surname to name you, and then you can call yourself a goddess?"

Gu Qing lowered his eyes, feeling a little astringent in his heart—her Sangsang likes the opposite sex, so she thinks like this subconsciously.

Although she knew that the other party could not see her, she still smiled and typed a word slowly, "En."

After this message was sent successfully, the atmosphere seemed to have turned cold all of a sudden. Gu Qingshi didn't know what to say, and the other party hadn't sent any message for a long time. Her gaze stayed on the sentence "It's nice to know you" for a long time. After a while, he sighed slightly, and murmured: "If I can only stand in the position of a friend, then I am too, willingly."

And Sang Yu on the other side of the screen, when she saw the simple word "um", she felt inexplicably depressed, and laughed at herself after a long time, "Sure enough, my possessiveness is terrible. Obviously Du is just a strange netizen, but because the other party made friends once, he thought of taking the other party as his own, so he should not be able to find friends."

Thinking about it, she shook her head and shook away the messy thoughts in her mind, then raised her hand and continued to reply the message: "Then we are really destined, and you are welcome to join our Sang family. To be honest , my surname is Sang."

Knowing that there was no ambiguity in the other party's words, Gu Qingshi couldn't help but feel his heart flutter, and quickly replied: "I, too, look forward to it."

After this small talk, another hour passed. Although Sang Yu was a little unfinished, she was worried about disturbing the other party's rest, and after a few random words, she said goodbye to the person.

Gu Qingshi never took the initiative to mention it first, even if she knew her night owl's schedule, but she couldn't say it too bluntly, so she had to mention it tactfully when saying goodbye: "Then you should go to bed earlier, girls stay up late, It's not good for your health."

"Yeah. I'm going to change my schedule in the future. I won't stay up all night cultivating immortals as a night owl. However, it may be a bit difficult, after all, I have been cultivating immortals for too long."

Gu Qingshi originally thought that the other party would at most perfunctory her a few words, but she clearly remembered half a year ago when her editor complained about her perverted work schedule on a talk show, she answered lazily at that time - please ask Sister Fei to endure the perverted Well, I probably won't be able to change this routine for the rest of my life.

"From now on, I will supervise you every day." Gu Qingshi's fingers trembled for a long time before he typed this line.

"Okay, Goddess, remember to keep what you say? If I can't change it... what should I do?"

"At that time, I will also accompany you to cultivate immortality."

I too—accompany you to cultivate immortality!

Sang Yu's heart went numb for a moment, she pinched her inexplicably hot face, and gave herself a sip secretly, but she was actually - seduced by a sentence from a same-sex person.

Sure enough, older leftover girls who have never been in a relationship are so hungry!

Because she was a little guilty, Sang Yu didn't dare to respond casually, so she just posted a few haha, and then quit Weibo in a hurry.

The time Sang Yu told Gu Qing to adjust his schedule was not a whim. After seeing the ugly self in the mirror in the morning, Sang Yu secretly made up his mind.

After quitting Weibo, she resisted her desire to turn on the computer, took a bath first, and the more soaked, the more refreshed she felt. She made herself a cup of calming milk, and then opened the study room. locked, jumped into bed, and forced himself to fall asleep.

As a result, she rolled on the bed for more than half an hour, still full of energy, she couldn't help but turned on her phone again, swiped around Weibo and still didn't feel sleepy, and went to Baidu to watch sleep-aiding movies...

After tossing for a long time, her only progress that day was to climb into bed before 12 o'clock. As for when she fell asleep, it was still after three o'clock.

However, the next day, because of the temptation of Cengfan, she woke up early again for the first time, wandered around the vegetable market, and continued to deliver vegetables to the neighbors next door.Since the neighbors had already seen through her pair of aces, she simply took off her bra after returning from the vegetable market, and instead knocked on the door next door with her head held high.

The author has something to say: Qingshi fans: I heard that someone wants our family to have her last name?

Sangsang: I didn't say it, she said it herself.innocent

Qingshi fans: Do you like my big hands?

Sangsang: I like it, I like it very much.at a loss

Qingshi fans: Then please ask God Sang to put my family's surname honestly, Mrs. Gu.

Qingshi: I agree.

Wives, tell me, who attacks and who suffers?