Xiangbei is really not suitable for such a way of revenge, and he accompanies Qu Changguo every day, and he has to pretend to enjoy it, which is not a good errand.

But there is no way, since you want to take revenge, you have no choice, how the other party gives it to you, you have to return it twice.

In the past few days, Xiangbei insisted on chatting with him every day. Moreover, he also carefully selected the time period. During the day, even if Qu Changguo repeatedly sent WeChat messages and harassed him, he just ignored and didn't reply. At night, as night falls, Xiangbei dances like a clown in a mask under the dim street lamps.

Slowly, Xiang Bei has even adapted to this rhythm and state, and every time he opens Qu Changguo's dialog box, he will reflexively transform himself into the woman who lives next door, imitating her voice, imitating her tone, imitating her eyes, and even imitating her writhing water snake-like waist.

- Beauty, what are you doing? (evil smiley)

Qu Changguo arrived as promised, this was already the fifth day, and Xiangbei believed that the other party's guard was running out.

- Didn't do anything, read a book.

Xiangbei replied coldly. That's right, the colder you are, the more cheap he is.

- It turned out that she was still a literary young woman, haha. What books do you read?

- Modern poetry.

- Coincidentally, I also like modern poetry and prose. I usually like to write my own essays when I have free time. If you don't dislike it, can you help me take a look?

Qu Changguo is about to show his literary and artistic youth, a man of this age always likes to pretend to be deep when he flirts on the Internet, as if he has seen through everything in the world along the way. As everyone knows, how many girls who are flirted care about how much salt you eat and how many walks you walk?

- Okay, I'm free anyway.

Xiang Bei lazily replied. A few minutes later, Qu Changguo sent a few articles, all of which were full of ups and downs, and children and daughters. People in their forties still can't bear loneliness like this. Xiang Bei sneered and deleted a few articles.

What kind of writing would such a filthy soul write? It's all shit! Xiangbei doesn't want to get his eyes dirty by it.

- Please advise!

Qu Changguo sent a modest expression.

- The writing is very beautiful, I didn't expect you to be a genius. I'm more imaginary about you.

Xiang Bei's words obviously stimulated Qu Changguo. He is too confident in his literary talents, and according to years of flirtatious experience, netizen My love has become his own meal.

Qu Changguo even began to fantasize about what kind of way to start flirting, what tools and clothes to bring. Years of repression have more or less made him have a perverted tendency towards men and women. In his own words, no metamorphosis is not exciting!

- It's better to see each other than to miss it, would you like to see each other, beauty?

Qu Changguo took the initiative to provoke the topic, held it for nearly a week, and finally got to the point.

A long silence and waiting followed. Qu Changguo is not in a hurry, and before the willows and flowers are bright, it is always inevitable to experience suffering and pain. Xiang Bei was even more unhurried, he deliberately threw his phone on the table and watched the clock on the wall pass minute by minute. Playing is the heartbeat, and playing is suffering.

- Okay, but can I trust you......

Xiang Bei's reply is intriguing, like a frightened kitten, who wants to hide in the arms of his owner, but also has some shyness and concerns. Qu Changguo is a veteran, and he is a veteran who has grinded out a cocoon, so he naturally knows how to reply.

- I thought we had been friends for a long time, but I didn't expect you to be insecure about me, and it seems that I didn't do a good enough job. I can do as much as I can

It's a promise to you that I can definitely be trusted by you. Whatever you choose, I will respect your decision.

If you want to get away with it, you really have a lot of experience. Looking north, I couldn't help but want to laugh.

- Well, how are you going to meet?

- You're a girl, you decide the time and place. I listen to you.

is in the middle of the north, with Qu Changguo's words, he knows what to do.

- How can a girl understand such a thing? Let me think about it.

The chat came to an abrupt end again, and every time it was a torment for Qu Changguo. Seeing that the fat was getting closer and closer to the mouth, both of them felt inexplicably nervous.

The next night, Qu Changguo took the initiative to bring up the topic.

- How's it going, have you figured it out?

- This Saturday night at 8 p.m., the New Town Hotel. May I?

- Yes, but the hotel seems to be a bit far away, and in addition, the hotel is quite expensive and in average condition.

Xiang Bei looked at this sentence and sneered, this is the common inertia of all stealing men, even if he flirts with a woman, he is not willing to spend a penny more, and he is not willing to run an extra mile. This has nothing to do with whether the stealing man has money or not, whether he is handsome or not.

It seems that you men are all virtuous. Besides, it's safe to be far away.

This trick really worked, seeing the flesh in his mouth, it was impossible for Qu Changguo to give up like this.

- You misunderstood me. No problem, listen to you, we'll see you this Saturday!

The hardest step was finally done, and Xiang Bei breathed a sigh of relief. However, there are more difficult things waiting for him. Looking north at the time, today is Wednesday, there are still two days to prepare, it should be in time.

This time, I still need Luo Fangyi's help.

"Hey, Xiao Luo, I'm going to bother you again. "Xiang Bei called Luo Fangyi.

"Master, what's polite, just say anything. ”

"How's it going, is the work going well?" asked Xiangbei.

"It's okay, you also know that after the Yizhou flood, everyone is obviously different from me, and they always avoid me intentionally or unintentionally. Alas, I really don't want to do it. Luo Fangyi was honest with Xiang Bei, but she was dissatisfied with Xiang Bei's attitude, Fat Dong was gone, and she had experienced a setback in her career, which was almost the trough of her life, Xiang Bei was lukewarm to herself, and she couldn't see anyone all day long. I don't know if I'm really busy, or if I'm deliberately avoiding myself.

"Hold on, it will soon be a turning point," Xiangbei comforted her, "How does Qu Changguo treat you?"

"He seems to have been deliberately avoiding me, and he used to arrange topics for me, but now he directly put me in the cold palace. Luo Fangyi said.

"It's okay, this kid won't be able to do it for a few days. Xiang Bei said viciously.

"What did you say? Master. Luo Fangyi didn't understand what he meant.

"It's nothing," Xiang Bei changed the subject, "by the way, is the newspaper still on duty at night?"

"Yes, there are three to five people on duty at the newspaper every night, some on duty at night and some at night. ”

"Do you have time tomorrow night, I want to treat you to dinner. ”

This proposal made Luo Fangyi very excited, and she was as happy as a child.

"No problem, but tomorrow I'm on a big night. ”

"After twelve?" asked Xiangbei.

"Yes. ”

"That's easy, tomorrow I will invite you to supper, and after dinner, you will go directly to the night shift. ”

……

The next day, Luo Fangyi beat himself carefully

dressed up, and chose the most ambiguous color lipstick. Women will always be overly nervous in front of the men they care about.

The two met as promised and had dinner at a nearby mall. To Luo Fangyi's surprise, Xiangbei actually gave him a bouquet of flowers.

"Master, what does this mean?" Luo Fangyi's face was ashamed.

"You're back to work, and that's a good thing. I hope this bouquet of flowers will give you a new look!"

When did this lump of wood open? Luo Fangyi felt embarrassed, but his heart blossomed.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, the mall closed, and the two had nowhere to go.

"Master, I'm going to the newspaper office. It's getting late, so go back and rest. "Luo Fangyi is a little tired. On the night shift, most of the time I find a place to lie down and rest.

"Uh...... There shouldn't be anyone at the newspaper office at this time, right?" asked Xiang Bei.

"Well, I guess there are only four of them, what's wrong? Master. ”

"Why don't I go to the newspaper office with you, I haven't been there for a long time, and I really miss the old days. Xiang Bei said.

The sun really came out in the west, and Master actually offered to go to the newspaper office to have a look. It's a name he's kept secret for four years. What is the matter this time? Luo Fangyi stared at him with suspicion until he was embarrassed to the north.

"What's wrong? Xiang Bei couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The two went to the newspaper office to edit the big plane.

Sure enough, there were only four people on duty. All four of them were young journalists who had been working for less than two years, and although they had long admired the name of Peking University, they had never met him. Therefore, the arrival of the north did not arouse surprise.

"Yo, start chasing dramas?!" Luo Fangyi took the initiative to talk to his colleague, "This is my friend." ”

The colleague nodded to Xiangbei, looked at the flowers in Luo Fangyi's hand, and instantly understood the relationship between the two, and glanced at the two with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

"Well, that's my seat, you go sit down first, and I'll pour you some water." "Luo Fangyi will arrange it to the north, and this posture is like a hostess.

Just like four years ago, the reporter's large plane is still the same layout, the same seats, and even Luo Fangyi's workstation is the same as before - next to his former workstation.

He glanced around the large plane to the north, as if he was nostalgic, but not very similar. Well, the seats of the four people are scattered.

Luo Fangyi poured water and chatted with Xiangbei, about the two of them going to Luohe Village together, about the Yizhou flood, about Fat Dong, and even about Zhang Zhiyao. Luo Fangyi was very happy, she didn't expect that Xiangbei would have the current changes.

A person's ability to face the pain of the past shows that he has figured it out and is ready to accept a new life. Besides, what if you can't figure it out? Do you want to die? But what if you really die? Fat Winter is a lesson in blood.

Luo Fangyi was indeed tired, it was almost two o'clock in the morning.

"Master, why don't you go back to rest?" Luo Fangyi yawned, his eyes already beginning to fight.

"It's strange, why am I not sleepy at all today?" Xiangbei felt that the more he talked, the more excited he became, "That's it, you rest, I'll help you keep an eye on it." ”

The suggestion to the north is bold. He understands the rhythm of reporters on duty at night: staring at WeChat, Weibo and various media dynamics, once an emergency occurs, he can respond as soon as possible.

Xiang Bei is an old journalist. Luo Fangyi was naturally relieved of him.

"Hehe, then thank you, Master. Luo Fangyi gladly accepted Xiangbei's suggestion and fell asleep with a happy face.