Chapter 133: Psychological Massage Fails
Everybody's been busy lately.
Zuo Youyou thought about his work: during this time, he had to hurry up and go through the East Asian ledger again, but also take time to complete the review of the diary, and at the same time be responsible for the guqin project contact.
Very good, overtime scheduled β
In the evening, Zuo Youyou simply took out a small cart from the warehouse of Huaxia Shulin, sorted out all the copies of the East Asian account book into a cardboard box, pushed the small cart, and slowly left along the wall of the Fortune Building, which was full of luxury, and passed by countless small white-collar workers full of famous brands.
Extremely calm.
It is the door opened by the cypress tree.
He was still holding a spatula in his hand and wearing an apron, and he looked like he was cooking.
"Where's Jian Xingzhou?" Zuo Youyou was a little uncomfortable and lowered his eyes.
Bai Xinshu took the copy of the account book from Zuo Youyou and carried it to the living room. With the force of the movement, the muscles covered by his white shirt bulged out, highlighting into a slender shape.
He turned around, his expression calm.
Jian Xingzhou was not there, and the air seemed to be too quiet. In such a quiet space, Bai Xinshu's every move was magnified, and Zuo Youyou found that his so-called calm seemed to be only a faΓ§ade. He didn't dare to look at himself, and his eyes glanced faintly to the other side.
"Jian Xingzhou went to walk the dog." He spoke briefly, turned and went back to the kitchen.
Zuo Youyou always thought that after the school anniversary, she and Bai Xinshu had returned to normal in the face of each other.
Bai Xinshu's vague temptation, her frank hesitation, after the collision, returned to calm.
It is difficult for people in this world to have the same frequency at the same time. Sometimes, love doesn't happen, it's not because the person is wrong, it's because the time is wrong.
Now Zuo Youyou, she has too many desires, about values, dreams, adventures, and so on. Unfortunately, the desire to love and be loved is probably less than 1%.
It's just that she and him can really return to calm?
Zuo Youyou thought she had done it.
However, at this moment, she and Bai Xinshu were alone in the same silent space, and there were no superfluous people, and she found that she could not be calm.
Zuo Youyou sat down at the huge desk in the living room, and the sound of his heart beating became clearer and clearer. The dust floating in the air echoed before her eyes, and every slight movement of the cypress tree in the kitchen was unconsciously captured by her brain.
Focus.
Zuo Youyou silently admonished himself.
She tried to focus on the numbers in front of her, but the numbers in front of her could not be realized, and they were fluttering.
Do you ...... to the cypress tree?
No, don't imply yourself.
Zuo Youyou took a deep breath, sat up straight, and told himself that everything would go naturally.
There is no need to imply that you love him or not, and you don't need to ask yourself if you love him. If she really loves him, time will tell herself.
Zuo Youyou is trying to find the rhythm of her life, and going with the flow may be her lifestyle.
β¦β¦ Damn, psychological massage is useless, it's all, or is my heart beating hard!!
Zuo Youyou gave up the chicken soup for the soul, the alpaca screamed in his heart, closed the account book suddenly, and stood up: "I'm out." β
Bai Xinshu came out of the kitchen: "Where to go?" β
Zuo Youyou covered his face and dropped a sentence:
"Go for exercise."
Then he closed the door with his backhand.
The door closed mercilessly, and Zuo Youyou's footsteps hurriedly disappeared outside the door.
The perkins stood there for a moment, stunned. He went back to the kitchen and put another piece of food in the fridge.
Zuo Youyou rushed downstairs and collided face-to-face with Jian Xingzhou, who was holding the dog, and the puppy was excited to wag his tail when he saw her.
Jian Xingzhou's face flushed.
"Why did you get down?"
"Let's get moving." Zuo Youyou tried to cool his cheeks in the wind, and reached out and pulled the rope in Jian Xingzhou's hand, "I'll walk for a while." β
Jian Xingzhou squirmed and said, "It's just a dog." You really don't have to come down with me. β
Zuo Youyou didn't pay attention to what Jian Xingzhou was saying at all, she was immersed in heartbeat and annoyance.
She said casually: "On the big night, I'll stay with you for a while." β
Jian Xingzhou's face turned even redder. He wanted to speak, but he stopped.
Zuo Youyou didn't care about him at all, and ran outside with the puppy for two laps before asking Jian Xingzhou: "Have dinner together?" β
Jian Xingzhou was even more cramped: "You and me? Just us? β
"Hmm." Zuo Youyou raised his head and looked at the window in the distance, and the warm light in the window. Hazy, a thin figure could be seen standing by the window.
Zuo Youyou felt her cheeks burn again, and she urged Jian Xingzhou: "Go or not, if you don't go, I'll go by myself." β
Left and right thought that Jian Xingzhou would refuse, but who expected Jian Xingzhou to twist for a while, and actually said:
"Okay."
Zuo Youyou couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Okay? Are you really going to dinner with me? β
Jian Xingzhou fried his hair: "What's not to do?!" β
"I'm going to eat a healthy meal."
"I want to be healthy, too."
"Okay, let's go."
The two of them went to a nearby light food shop and ate a stomach full of cold vegetable leaves and lifeless chicken breasts. After eating, they walked around the community several times with the funds, and the two of them went upstairs.
Bai Xinshu had already returned to the room, and the living room was deserted, and there was no one.
Zuo Youyou breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little stunned in his heart. She sat back at her desk in the living room and arranged the copies of the East Asian ledger in chronological order.
After a series of physical tasks are done, the expensive vegetable leaves eaten at night seem to be digested. After a few more hours, Zuo Youyou's stomach scream was already resounding in the living room.
She feels that her dream in life has changed to open a 400-square-meter restaurant.
Zuo Youyou couldn't stand the hunger, but Bai Xinshu strictly forbade her to enter the kitchen.
What are the rules, aren't they meant to be broken?
Zuo Youyou stretched out the tentative Jiojio and slipped into the kitchen silky-
"I left you a sandwich." In the dark, someone said.
With a loud bang, the instant noodle pot in Zuo Youyou's hand fell to the ground.
Bai Xin Tree: "......"
Zuo Youyou: "......"
The moment the two looked at each other, an indescribable aura of embarrassment permeated.
Bai Xinshu crossed Zuo Youyou, opened the refrigerator, took out a fresh-keeping bag and handed it to her: "Go and heat it yourself." β
Zuo Youyou looked down and saw that it was a rye toast sandwich.
"Rye, chicken breast, eggs, lettuce, tomatoes, onions, pickles, cucumbers, no salad dressings." Bai Xin Shu leaned against the door and said lightly, "You like healthy food." β
He paused, trying to contain the sour taste in his words, and added, "It must be lighter than those leaves outside." β
Zuo Youyou's face burned in the night. She put the sandwich in the pot and tried to find a topic: "Have I written a letter of recommendation for a business trip to Shandong?"
"How many?"
"Myself. Or if Jian Xingzhou is free, let Jian Xingzhou accompany me? β
Bai Xinshu clenched his hands: "Jian Xingzhou is on a business trip." β