As Yesterday

It takes time for Liu Ci's house to be renovated. Although He Yu always buys some scattered decorations under the influence of He Yu, most of them are used by He Yu himself.

Her own home is like a grocery store, full of messy things. Fortunately, she cleans up more diligently.

Hong Lanwen came over once a month, and asked Liu Ci to visit her someday before leaving.

Liu Ci was held by Hong Lanwen, round and round.

She has been like this since she was a child. The four words "Thank you Auntie" stuck in her throat, and they all need to be buffered. However, she has a bright mind when she learns.

He Yu took her mother's hand away, "I see, don't get the same every time."

She sent her mother to the high-speed rail station, but Liu Ci didn't go, so she rushed the manuscript at home.

The house is not big. He Yu usually draws in the room by herself. Her room is quite big. A table can be covered with a wall. It would be too much to squeeze in a willow poem.

So the fleshy shelf in the living room that she had piled up as a Christmas tree was moved to the balcony. She bought another table, moved her computer over, and let Liu Ci sleep in her room.

He and the rabbit looked across the glass door and became neighbors.

She was very happy, and shoveled **** later.

The gossip that is not a celebrity does not last for so long, and the first few tears of the younger generation of capital giants in the writing circle can't tear it up. At most, Chi Lian jumps up and down alone, and her hostility to Liu Ci seems to be absent. , Mostly due to fame and income.

Liu Ci is always indifferent. The annual meeting is like a white rose hanging on the wall. It's almost a distance from the vase. Many people prefer this kind of temperament. Compared with Chilian, it looks less like a white rose. Special.

This is true of the main, and the same is true for fans, but the book still needs to be read, and every time Liu Ci is updated, he has to read it with a slap in the face.

After a few words of comment, Liu Ci’s fans swarmed up and came to scold him again, starting a new round of you and me.

Most of Chi Lian's film and television are idol dramas, which are completely different from Liu Ci's style, but there is still competition in ratings.

The broadcast of "Zangqing Yuanye" coincided with the broadcast of Chi Lian's "The Law of Worshiping Money" on the same day. The contracted writers on the same platform are still like rivals at this time.

Different from the situation where Liu Ci was scolded by his own original fan in the forum, the fans of Chi Lian’s old work are nothing to scold. The flavor of ancient idol dramas is thunderous and refreshing. What level of heart is the fan's favorite author? Knowing that, at most, I sprayed the degree of thunder in the lines.

Both of them are carrying the banner of traffic. In the end, the ratings are competing across the stage. The actors who break their heads are all actor fans. Under the comments, it is not conspicuous to scold the original author.

He Yu liked to watch this kind of news to pass the time when he was fine. On the weekend, he had nothing to do on the beanbag and kicked Liu Ci who was holding the pad, "Really, you are incompatible with Chilian?"

Liu Ci didn't even look at her, "Fake."

"Then her ex-boyfriend is really your ex-boyfriend?"

Liu Ci: "I don't know."

He Yu: "I've talked about it anyway, why don't you know anything."

Liu Ci: "The ex-girlfriend is also his own business, and I don't care."

He Yuhey said, "That person doesn't care about the other party's ex in a relationship, why are you like this?"

Liu's words: "Isn't it a problem for myself after asking."

At this time, she saw it quite openly, in the final analysis, she would not love at all, and she blocked her road seven or eight hundred times with He Yu.

"But I said the novel written by Chi Lian is really hot," He Yu was reading the original text of "The Law of Worshiping Money" with her mobile phone. It was almost ten years ago. Chi Lian made her debut earlier than Liu Ci. She wrote very popular romance novels at the age of 18, which can be regarded as a divas-level task of romance. After taking office, she still maintains her sour and refreshing Levin style. The majority of fans are children, but children buy it the most.

"Ah, domineering president, rich and handsome, who doesn't love him?"

He Yu read the original text as he read it, and he got goose bumps in Liu Ci, "Don't read it."

He Yu said, "Then I will open "Sunset", AD..."

Liu Ci: "Stop reading."

"Sunset" is an oriental martial arts article serialized by Liu Ci. It is of the same type as "Zangqing Yuanye" which is already on the air. It is also the subject she wrote again for so many years, in order to write about the mysterious detective style. Many people think it is new, and they have the mentality of looking at it casually. Unexpectedly, the structure of this book is more sophisticated than "Zangqing Yuanye". Only a few chapters, the copyright of the ip adaptation has been sold at a high price.

He Yu smiled and almost turned off the beanbag, "You are still shy."

Liu Ci: "Otherwise I will read your composition?"

He Yu: "I haven't written an essay in eight hundred years."

On weekends, He Yu lay at home without working overtime, walked the rabbit at night, or went to skateboard, Liu Ci was forcibly pulled out by her and forced to start exercising.

But after exercise, I have to order a takeaway to eat, not thin but fat.

He Yu’s home and when she was a child have always felt homely. She is very particular about subtle things. The milk pot is made of slate. She obviously forgets to turn off the fire when she cooks a walnut and peanut milk, causing a mess on the stove. Aoao ran out, hurriedly cleaned up.

In the end, many things in the family were taken care of by Liu Ci. She wrote a certain number of manuscripts every day, deleted, deleted, revised, and deliberated over and over again. Housework instead made her mind less strained. Fried pork with chili became a daily must-choice dish, congratulations Yu's ostentatious face when he took his lunch to the company at noon made the collective in the work group nauseous.

"Brother, did you cook your own food? I have been short of money recently?"

He Yu: "I don't know how to cook if I lack money."

"Your mother was at home recently?"

Several old employees knew about He Yu's house and asked.

"No, my friend is at home."

Combined with the attitude of Lise to Weibo, it is not difficult to guess who this person is.

Every day at noon, the photos of lunch must be posted on Weibo. The color scheme is very good. The filter is even more delicious. The comments below are asking for links.

He Yu: "I didn't buy it."

I added, "The link to the bento box is here."

Her Weibo profile is the crossover ace pigeon, and she is not certified. She has recently become a vlog blogger. She occasionally shares her day’s life. She woke up in the morning and brushed her teeth in a daze. Ci’s WeChat said she did not cover her toothpaste.

Rabbit is also a high-frequency appearance player. He went home from get off work and opened the door, saying I came back, and then Liu Ci who collected clothes came over.

Of course, He Yu put a sticker on Liu Ci and couldn't see his face.

The problem is that the iron fan knows it. Under the comments, the country owes me a small hair. The formation is neat and the lemon smell is full.

In the end, all the people who urged the willow poems came to He Yu to urge them.

He Yu occasionally records small videos of songs and interviews Liu Ci in a funny way——

"When will it be updated?"

Liu Ci is peeling grapefruit, He Yu’s mobile phone is facing her hand, Liu Ci peels grapefruit very quickly, but this person has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, he must also peel off the extra clothes.

"No more today."

He Yu asked: "Why?"

"Because today is not an update day."

Her insomnia is still the same, except that there are two people in the family, and it will not be so lonely anymore. It may be that under the same roof with He Yu, her heart is calmer a lot.

But occasionally it is still difficult to fall asleep.

He Yu let out a cry, the camera cut back, and said: "Have you heard, your boss said no more. If I remember correctly, didn’t it happen a few days ago? Don’t let people take a break, look at xxx, 800 I haven't filled the pit for years."

She also silenced xxx, and on the barrage that I saw later, there was a fairly agreeable name. It was a male suspense writer who was similar to Liu Ci, and a group of Aite came out to be beaten.

Many of the comments in this issue asked He Yu if he was also following up and updating, but He Yu was quite always not chasing after him.

"It's too tiring to follow the update. The main reason is that the client still lives with me. I'm afraid I can't help but beat her to remind me."

As soon as these words came out, hahahaha's comments were very neat, and they were all happy to read.

He Yu herself is always funny, with a lot of fans, and occasionally asked her to talk about the past with Liu Ci in the question box.

He Yu returned occasionally, and occasionally felt sour, thinking that his Weibo is so **** a fan of Liu Ci.

A picture of not accepting Liu Cifen was put up, and it was turned into a circle, but more people came to watch.

So she can only complain to Liu Ci.

Turning off the novel, he flicked on Weibo and said, "You're a bit too much, sister."

Liu Ci: "Speaking of people."

He Yu: "I feel like your housekeeper."

Liu Ci: "Then I will still be your nanny."

He Yu: "...how did I find that you love me more and more recently."

Liu Ci: "Because I haven't seen you for too long... right."

He Yu: "You don't have to hesitate on purpose."

He Yu cleared the manuscript at the weekend, and she was in a panic. She was originally a lively animated film that happened to have a senior sister was released. It was promoted in the group, and she asked Liu Ci to watch it together.

Student Shen Yougan’s milk tea shop has taken root in City B. There are countless branches that will not go bankrupt. He Yu took his VIP milk tea card and ordered the most expensive one. He also bought Liu Ci a big bucket of popcorn, and ended up watching a movie on the weekend. There are so many children in, her head is dizzy due to the noise.

When I went out, I was next to Liu Ci and said I was going to die.

Liu Ci also had a headache. The two woke up after sitting on the chairs outside for a while. Later, He Yu went to the toilet and asked Liu Ci to carry it on his back.

As a result, there was a call on WeChat.

Looking at Liu Ci, the other party's name was Xie Yongyan.

She got more headache.

When He Yu came out, she gave the bag to the other party and said, "Someone called you."

He Yu said, "Who, you can pick it up for me."

Liu Ci: "It's a school girl who loves you, I am not qualified to take it."

These words were so yin and yang that He Yu could actually laugh. She reached out and took Liu Ci's shoulders and took the person outside, "Do you see the fruit tea without sugar? It has a sour taste."

She said that she took out her mobile phone with one hand and opened WeChat to call back, and then said hello.

The voice is brisk, and accompanied by a familiar sentence, how can you call me when you are free?

Liu Ci turned his face away, feeling that he was too caressing, and even if some things weren't figured out clearly, then He Yu always had a steady stream of admirers.

Although she was a former school girl, she still felt that she minded, but on the one hand she was not qualified to mind.

He Yu didn't take it seriously.

If you say you like it rashly, or say love, then your friend will definitely not have to do it again.

These years of losing each other have almost exhausted Liu Ci's self-esteem. She is a potato roasted on the stove, and what comes out of her is all depressed efforts.

It is the starchy love that has been tortured over the years and developed over time.

"Of course I'm free? You actually do something here, of course I'm in favor."

"Me? How could I be one person, two people, so you were deceived? It's a friend, a good friend, I'm a child, can I bring her together?"

Liu Ci thought to himself: How can I refuse.