Chapter Eighty-Five: The Confession Plan
Although Boyu's ability to play the guitar and write songs surprised everyone in the apartment, he still had to eat for supper.
Hu Yifei pondered in his heart whether to let Boyu put on a show at the next community party.
Bo Yu didn't know that he was being targeted by Hu Yifei, so he said hello to everyone and said that Xinling was going to stay here tonight.
Everyone in the apartment said, "Everyone's an adult, I know!" While squeezing each other's eyebrows in private.
Xinling was not as shy as before, but chatted with everyone as usual.
After eating supper, Lu Ziqiao came to Bo Yu's side with a strange look and gave Bo Yu a small box.
Boyu took a look, Durex ultra-thin spiral, a whole box!
"Good brother!" Bo Yu patted Zi Qiao on the shoulder, and the two of them showed a smile that all men understand.
It's not early, it's time to wash and sleep.
Xinling blushed and refused Bo Yu's righteous request to help her wipe her back, and went into the bathroom alone.
Bo Yu was alone in the bedroom, and sighed that the trust between people was so fragile.
The left waited for Xinling and didn't come back, and the right waited for him and didn't come back, Boyu guessed that Xinling was too shy to come in?
When he was hesitating, Boyu's WeChat received a message from Lin Wanyu.
Open it and take a look.
"Boyu, I took Xinling away, the two of us girlfriends are going to have a long talk tonight, and sleep on our feet, you don't have to wait!"
Bo Yu's teeth itched, and he said Wanyu, what are you doing here, sure enough, the biggest obstacle between men and women is female girlfriends, this sentence is not wrong at all!
However, Bo Yu couldn't break into Wanyu's boudoir in the middle of the night and bring Xinling back, that would be too cheap, and it would make their group of melon-eating people see jokes.
Xinling specially called to explain to Bo Yu: "Bo Yu, after all... For the first time, your friends are all next door... I'll be embarrassed... Next time... me, okay? β
Xinling said so, Bo Yu could only pinch his nose and agree, and then count the stars outside the window, and he didn't know when he fell asleep.
When I arrived at the company the next day, no one else had come, so Boyu made a cup of coffee, leaned back in his chair and sighed.
"You don't care about Lin Wanyu, when will she chat with Xinling, she has to talk to Xinling in the middle of the night, isn't this a good thing for me?"
Although it was Xinling's own decision, Boyu still put the fire on Lu Zhanbo's head.
Lu Zhanbo laughed with him: "How dare I care about Wanyu, it's good if she doesn't care about me..."
"Did you confess to Wanyu yesterday?" Bo Yu originally just said it casually, and didn't really blame Zhan Bo, but suddenly remembered this incident and asked curiously.
"No...," Lu Zhanbo said with a flickering gaze.
"Such a good opportunity, such a warm atmosphere, why don't you seize it?" Boyu hates iron and does not become steel, and education lands Zhanbo.
"I really wanted to confess at first, but after you appeared on the stage, Wanyu was moved to cry, the mood was wrong, I didn't dare..."Lu Zhanbo muttered.
"Oops... You're hereβ" Boyu didn't know what to say.
"But there has been a breakthrough in our relationship, Wanyu and I are holding hands!" Lu Zhanbo said excitedly.
βsoοΌβ Holding hands to this extent is really not seen by an old driver like Boyu.
"It means that Wanyu has accepted me! Isn't this kind of thing to be done only between couples? Lu Zhanbo said with a retrospective face.
"You mean, you haven't confessed to Wanyu yet, but Wanyu has already accepted you?" Boyu tried to understand what it meant to land Zhanbo.
Lu Zhanbo nodded vigorously.
"Then you're not going to confess to Wanyu?"
"Is that okay?" Lu Zhanbo asked expectantly.
"You can be big!" Bo Yu knocked Lu Zhanbo's head hard, "Confession is a kind of ritual, a contract signed by two people, and the feelings without confession are definitely not strong!" β
"Oh." Lu Zhanbo nodded as if he didn't understand, "That Boyu, how did you confess to Xinling in the first place, I'll learn it." β
Bo Yu took a sip of coffee, with an invincible loneliness: "I was confessed." β
Lu Zhanbo scratched his head, well, it seems that he can't learn this trick by himself.
"I want to choose a festival and confess to Wanyu so that it won't seem too abrupt, what do you think?" Lu Zhanbo asked Boyu for advice.
"Well, very good idea, what holiday are you going to confess?" Boyu agreed with Lu Zhanbo's idea.
Lu Zhanbo looked at the calendar: "The recent festival... What do you think of National Day? β
Boyu's head hit the table and bounced up again: "Are you going to use a confession to celebrate the birthday of your motherland?" β
"Isn't it good? What about the Mid-Autumn Festival? β
"Jumping directly from love to family affection, hey!"
"Chung Yeung Festival?"
"There's one less person in the dogwood, I feel like I'm going to lose you!"
Lu Zhanbo flipped through the calendar backwards: "Then it's only Christmas..."
"Don't think about it, that's it!" Boyu helped him make a decision.
The two chatted about this, and other colleagues walked into the office one after another.
A colleague who often surfs the Internet went straight to Boyu as soon as he entered the door: "Brother Yu, it's you at Jay Chou's concert, it's so handsome!" It's hidden! β
Bo Yufeng shook his hand lightly: "It's a little meaning, I'll do more." β
With such a noise, colleagues who didn't know about it also knew about Boyu's actions at the concert last night, and the entire office immediately became noisy as if a pot was boiling.
Immediately, a female colleague came up: "Brother Yu, did you use this hand to shake Jay Chou's hand yesterday?" β
Boyu nodded.
"Can I touch it?"
Bo Yu glanced at her inexplicably, and then nodded.
The female colleague carefully touched the back of Bo Yu's hand with her fingertips in a posture like a pilgrimage, and then trembled and turned Bo Yu's hand over and shook it vigorously.
"I shook the same hand with Jay Chou!"
Boyu felt that his head hurt, he was a big man, why was he still so naΓ―ve.
It turned out that his skull hurt early, and when he heard a shout from this female colleague, the girls in the entire office, one counted, all crowded in front of Bo Yu and lined up to shake hands with him.
Bo Yu can't refuse these fanatical Jay fans, this is probably the closest they have come to their idols.
Halfway through, Boyu also pulled out a little fan girl who tried to shake her hand twice.
Tired.
Finally shook hands with the girl, Boyu stood up and cleared his throat: "Play and play, our project will be handed over to the TV station on Wednesday, don't relax in this last week, you must stick to the end with the most serious attitude, use this last time to improve every bit of performance as much as possible, do you hear!" β
"Got it! Brother Yu! The girls' morale was high and they responded in unison.