There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a low and pleasant chuckle: "Did you hear me?"

It turned out that Xu Sheng had been busy rehearsing due to the previous XS joint performance, and the manuscript was delayed and not handed in.

Xu Sheng, as a popular cartoonist, of course, cannot have only one copy of "Demon God" on hand.

I have to mention here that in addition to the fixed delivery time of "Demon God" every Friday, Xu Sheng also needs a monthly magazine that is serialized at the same time, and what he needs to rush is the monthly magazine.

On the day of the end of the performance, Xu Sheng immediately stayed up all night and seized all the time to catch up with the draft.

However, the manuscript that had been delayed for so long could not have been rushed out in just one overnight, but fortunately, the performance ended on Saturday, and there was still a whole day to rush the manuscript on Sunday.

After a full day of work, Xu Sheng finally finished the manuscript in the early hours of Monday.

But who knows, the manuscript was finished, but Xu Sheng fell ill.

It stands to reason that although Xu Sheng is a cartoonist, he usually exercises very diligently, and he will not get sick easily.

But after days of exhaustion, hunger, serious lack of sleep, and the air conditioning in the studio turned on too low, even the iron body couldn't stand it, not to mention, Xu Sheng was just an ordinary person.

As a result, our classmate Xu Sheng was very gloriously sick.

Cold, fever, cough, so Xu Sheng had to take two more days off.

Zhang Tian, that is, Xu Sheng's comic assistant, invited the doctor to come and see him, and the doctor hung some hanging bottles for Xu Sheng and asked him to take some medicines, which made him better.

At this moment when Xia Wan called, Xu Sheng had just woken up and was picking up his mobile phone, ready to get up and order takeout to fill his stomach first.

"Is it serious?Did you take your temperature?How many degrees is it now?" Xia Wan suddenly became nervous.

"It's okay, I've already taken the medicine. Xu Sheng said with a smile.

Xu Sheng's words were very brisk, listening to Xia Wan's ears, but she unconsciously wet her eyes: "Why don't you tell me when you're sick? Aren't we dating?"

"It's not a big deal, just a small cold. At this moment, Xu Sheng on the other end of the phone couldn't see Xia Wan's expression, so he just complained a few times.

"Then you should tell me, I'm your girlfriend?" Xia Wan said, her voice gradually choked: "Or do you not think of me as your girlfriend at all?"

Hearing Xia Wan's voice on the other end of the phone, something was obviously wrong, Xu Sheng realized that Xia Wan was crying: "That, I'm sorry, I just don't think it's a big deal, besides, I'm a man, just complaining to my girlfriend because of a little cold, that's too cowardly." But don't worry, since you said it, then next time I'm still sick, I'll tell you right away, okay. ”

"You are not allowed to curse yourself like that. Xia Wan said.

"Then don't cry. Xu Sheng comforted.

"I didn't cry, which eye of yours saw me crying. Xia Wan snorted and said unnaturally, she was extremely glad at this moment that she was talking to Xu Sheng on the phone at this moment, instead of standing in front of him.

"Okay, okay, you didn't cry, I cried. ”

Xia Wan was amused by Xu Sheng's words, and after laughing for a while, Xia Wan said, "I'm sorry, you're sick, and I still blame you." ”

"It's nothing, who made you my girlfriend. Xu Sheng said with a smile.

When Xia Wan heard this, her face turned red, and then she blurted out: "That, are you at home now? I'll go see you." ”

"Are you sure?" Xu Sheng heard this, and looked at the time on his phone, it was already 7 o'clock in the evening: "No need, it's too late today, I don't worry about you coming alone." ”

"It's okay, I'll ask our driver to send me over. ”

"I'm still not at ease. ”

"Then, I'll let Xiaoyu come with me, now you should rest assured. Xia Wan said.

Xu Sheng glanced at the night outside the window, it was indeed too late today: "That's not good." ”

"Why?" Xia Wan was puzzled.

"I just want to be with you. Xu Sheng smiled, paused and said, "I don't want the two of us to have a light bulb next to us when we are together." ”

When Xia Wan heard this, the flush on her face that had just faded resurfaced: "Okay, then, then I'll go see you tomorrow." ”

"Good. Xu Sheng smiled lowly.

"Then remember to eat something and rest early today. By the way, don't eat greasy, if you don't want to make it yourself, just order some porridge or something on the takeaway platform, and don't be busy rushing to catch up with the draft, your body is important. Xia Wan told Xu Sheng all the doctor's warnings when she was sick before.

"Good. Xu Sheng responded obediently.

"Well, good night. Xia Wan said.

"Good night. Xu Sheng said softly.

After Xia Wan hung up the phone, Xu Sheng pressed the hang up button.

……

'Ding Dong', 'Ding Dong', 'Ding Dong', Bing Mingxue was playing games in the room at the moment, and when she heard the doorbell, she didn't prepare to open the door.

However, just because she doesn't open the door doesn't mean the doorbell won't ring all the time.

In the end, Bing Mingxue conceded defeat, she put down the game, stroked her messy hair, dragged a slipper, and walked out of the room.

It's 8 o'clock in the evening, and she didn't order takeout today, who could it be?

Walking to the door of the living room, Bing Mingxue glanced outside through the cat's eyes.

Le Yichuan, it's so late, what is he doing here?

Thinking so, Bing Mingxue opened the door: "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

Le Yichuan has long been accustomed to Bing Mingxue's raunchy appearance, and brought the gift bag in his hand to her eyes: "I just came back from the Russian competition and bought you a gift." ”

"Oh, thank you. After hearing this, Bing Mingxue thanked her and accepted the gift unceremoniously.

"Don't let me go in and sit?" Le Yichuan saw that Bing Mingxue didn't ask him to invite him to sit down, so he spoke first.

"It's so late, you're quite tired from the plane, or you might as well go home early to wash and sleep." Bing Mingxue waved her hand, obviously looking like she was going to send off the guests.

Send Le Yichuan away early, so that she can close the door early and play games.

"It's very tiring, I didn't even go home when I got off the plane, so I came directly to you. Le Yichuan said, regardless of Bing Mingxue's opposition, he turned sideways and entered Bing Mingxue's house by himself.

Le Yichuan has entered the door, and it is impossible for Bing Mingxue to drive him out.

So, Bing Mingxue closed the door, turned around, and looked at Le Yichuan.

Bing Mingxue looked at Le Yichuan's surroundings, except for the gift she had just brought, there was nothing, and she couldn't help but think: Who are you fooling, the luggage is not there, she must have gone home first.

"My aunt sent all my luggage home first. As if he knew what Bing Mingxue was thinking, Le Yichuan explained.

"Oh, you can sit down and rest for a while, do you want to drink something?" Now that Le Yichuan has entered the door, Bing Mingxue still knows this bit of hospitality.

"Then a cup of your special black tea, a nut platter, and your favorite chocolate mousse. Le Yichuan was not polite when he heard this, of course he knew that Bing Mingxue, as a senior foodie, had these things at home.