You’re My Belated Happiness

Ruan Yu was speechless for a while.

Sure enough, it's easier to get into trouble face-to-face.

She hurriedly followed up: "I know! There is a report about you on the Internet."

The lie was well rounded, but the problem is that she pushed herself into another pit.

Xu Huaisong asked with a smile but not a smile: "Do you know what I do?"

The plate of lard rice cake in Ruan Yu's palm suddenly became hot.

She blinked dryly twice: "That's... the basic understanding of the agent's client, I also know that Lawyer Liu is a native of Hangzhou." After that, she handed over the white Yingying plate and a pair of silver chopsticks, "While it is hot. eat?"

The topic turned really blunt. Xu Huaisong took it with his eyes down and returned to the sofa.

Ruan Yu touched his nose with a guilty conscience and sat down on his opponent.

He ate a gentle meal, picked up a piece of rice cake and chewed it carefully, his expression remained unchanged, making it difficult for people to judge whether the food was delicious or not.

Ruan Yu pondered secretly, but the next moment he saw him swallowing rice cakes, raised his head and asked, "You want to eat?"

Is her gaze too eager, too hard? She hurriedly waved her hand, retracted her eyes, and then watched more than a dozen rice cakes be eaten up.

Although the food is gentle, but the appetite does not seem gentle.

Ruan Yu swallowed and took the empty plate back to the kitchen. When he came back, he turned over the papers.

Seeing her coming, he looked up and said, "I haven't seen it yet."

"You..." She paused, "Are you busy these days?"

"Well, I didn't open WeChat."

It turned out not to be deliberately not replying to the news. She just thought, Xu Huaisong wouldn't have such a small belly.

Ruan Yu relaxed a little now: "Actually, the case is not urgent. After all, public opinion has almost calmed down. The court session is still early. Now it is useless to finish the anti-color palette. You can go back and rest first."

Xu Huaisong didn't speak, lowered his head and continued to read the document.

After being polite, she didn't say more, but after half an hour, she watched him close the information.

Xu Huaisong really couldn't hold his eyelids anymore.

He still understands the principles of sustainable development. The future is long, and I can’t catch it all.

He closed his eyes: "You help me contact Liu Mao to pick him up, I want to sleep for a while."

Ruan Yu said "OK" and sent a message to Liu Mao. He was about to ask him if he wanted to lie down on the couch next to him. When he looked up, he saw that he was asleep again.

She walked to him and squatted down, and whispered to him: "Lawyer Xu?"

no response.

Lawyers are really an energy-intensive profession.

Forget it, tell him to sleep crookedly. She went to the bedroom and took a freshly cleaned thin blanket to cover him. She sat back on the sofa opposite, closed her eyes and rested, and then opened her eyes, only to find that Xu Huaisong was missing.

Oops, she fell asleep too.

The author is indeed a high-energy occupation.

She was about to pick up the phone to see if Xu Huaisong had sent a message, but when she looked up, she caught a note on the coffee table.

The words "Long Fei Feng Wu"-gone.

Ruan Yu lowered his head and glanced at the thin blanket on his body, slightly dazzling.

Xu Huaisong slept in the hotel until eleven o'clock in the evening, and habitually opened Ruan Yu's Weibo.

Her Weibo resumed the comment and private message functions two days ago, but it has not been updated. Now unexpectedly, he saw a piece of the latest content, from an hour ago.

Wen Xiang: "I'm sorry, I want to bite your ears with you," probably will not be updated again, Jinjiang coins will be refunded when they expire. This decision has nothing to do with the previous online violence, good night everyone. [Moon]"

Xu Huaisong blinked faintly, pulling down the comment.

Exclamation marks are densely packed, crying and crying, "Don't be so big", and "why".

Ruan Yu didn't answer anyone, but the top comment showed "liked by the blogger", which seemed to be her approval.

Xu Huaisong read the comment again, put his phone aside, opened the window and blew the wind for a while, and finally dialed a call: "Are you out for a drink?"

At one o'clock in the morning, in the clear suburbs, Liu Mao held his eyelids, looked at the empty surroundings, and snatched the wine glass in Xu Huaisong's hand: "I said you didn't come out for a drink without chatting? You are so boring. Drink, have you considered that someone who doesn't have jet lag might be sleepy?"

I don’t have a cup in my hand, so I change another one. Xu Huaisong's eyes were already a bit drunk, but his mind was barely clear.

He shook the liquor, glanced at him, and said, "What are you talking about? Talk about your blind date?"

In exchange for Liu Mao.

When Xu Huaisong came to Hangzhou last time, Liu Mao explained the origin of his acquaintance with Ruan Yu. As a result, he was stepped on all the way.

But he didn't mention the relationship with Ruan Yu a word.

Liu Mao sighed: "Don't talk about it."

"If I said so, don't knock your chin."

He "chicks": "What kind of earth-shattering story, can someone who is nearly 30 years old slap my jaw?"

Three minutes later, the silent dispersal station made a "bang" sound.

Liu Mao clutched his chin and said, "Never acted like you in "Deep Love and Rain".

Xu Huaisong rolled his head and smiled without speaking.

Liu Mao was stunned for a long time and asked: "Even if you didn't know what she wanted, why didn't you tell me what happened? You really want to be a good student?"

Xu Huaisong was silent and laughed again: "You don't know the situation of my family at that time?"

Liu Mao couldn't answer the conversation for a while, and then asked after a while: "Then what do you think now?"

"do not know."

Xu Huaisong was telling the truth.

Too many years have passed. Reality is not a TV series. A line of "eight years from now" in white on a black background will be able to understate it.

In fact, from the moment he first learned the truth to the present, he hadn't really figured it out.

No matter whether you return to your country or play your mind, every time it seems to be pushed by some force.

And he just gave up resistance obediently.

After a long time, he took a glass of vodka and said something he would never say when he was awake: "Liu Mao, this feeling is too uncomfortable."

He was not afraid that she hadn't been touched, he was afraid that she had been touched.

What's so scary about unrequited love? I wanted to open it for so many years. The terrible thing is that you suddenly look back many years later and someone tells you-you could have been together.

But now, she has named the hero of the novel "He Shiqian" to celebrate the passage of time, and she has been able to write these things irrelevantly.

Liu Mao thought for a while and asked, "Do you know about'false likes'?"

Xu Huaisong glanced at him.

"I have a friend who looked at each other with a girl shortly after the university started, but no one said anything. Hearing about it near graduation, he knew that the girl liked him before. The situation is quite the same as you. Like it. But guess what happened later?"

He didn’t get a response, so he went on to say: “Afterwards he chased him and he just gotta get along with the girl. It was just the result,” he pointed his finger, “we broke up in two months. Because in fact, the two of them watched. I didn’t know the other person when I met each other. I realized that it’s not the case in one place. I dare to live in my own imagination at the beginning."

Xu Huaisong lowered his eyes and drank more fiercely.

"After that, the friend told me that when she chased the girl, she was actually completely dominated by obsession. It would be a shame to just miss it. After breaking up, she figured out that it was only covered by'regret'. Pseudo-like'. But it’s too late, a secret love that was originally worth remembering, but also retained the best impressions of each other, just like this..."

"What do you mean?" Xu Huaisong put down the wine glass "pop", "Persuade me to leave, so you can come in?"

Liu Mao choked: "Heaven and earth conscience, I..."

Before he could finish the explanation, he watched Xu Huaisong picking up his suit jacket and strode out.

When he settled the bill and chased it out, there was no one outside.

Xu Huaisong didn't have a domestic number, so he could only dial his WeChat voice, and it took a long time to be connected.

He asked: "Where are you?"

"In the taxi..."

"Back to the hotel?"

Xu Huaisong's voice sounded a little chaotic, and he was silent for a long time before saying, "Her home."

At two o'clock in the morning, Ruan Yu went up all night, probably because he had slept during the day, and suddenly became sober after returning to bed.

When she couldn't sleep, she simply slid on her mobile phone and checked the circle of friends.

Originally, I didn't expect anything new at this point, but as soon as I refreshed, I saw a circle of friends that was updated not long ago.

Zhikun Liu Mao: "I don't have any special feelings when I accompany someone to buy drunk late at night, just one word: vertical, horizontal, vertical, horizontal, vertical and horizontal."

The attached picture is a photo. There is a row of vodka on the picture, showing a dim corner of the table.

Nothing else.

Ruan Yu drew these strokes on the bed sheet once, and came up with the word "sleepy", thinking that Liu Mao looked more interesting than when he first saw it.

She quickly traversed this circle of friends and found that there was nothing good to see, and turned back on Weibo again.

After a few days of hesitation, she made a decision a few hours ago not to serialize "I want to bite your ears". After all, when the chapter of Chun Meng was written, she had already asked her to save a lot of black history, and she couldn't save more and more.

So she issued an apology statement.

Ruan Yu clicked on that Weibo, and was about to take a look at what the readers said, pick a few to reply, and suddenly saw the top comment at a glance.

It seems that it is the kind of random entry of bloggers who spread the Internet everywhere in order to attract fans. The person with the ID named "good words and sentences in love" said: "People always have to look forward. There is nothing wrong with it. I just can't go back again."

It's so sour, why would she like it? When was the hand disabled?

She trembled all over, got goose bumps on her arm, and quickly canceled.