Counterattack 1988

Chapter 763 Confession
Wang Lin sent Guo Lingling home first, and then went to the TV station dormitory to find Gu Qingyu.

After he got out of the car, he came up the stairs of Tongzilou.

Today is Saturday, although it is lunch time, there are obviously much fewer people in the TV station dormitory, there are not many people cooking in the corridor, and most of the doors are closed.

Wang Lin walked to Gu Qingyu's room and knocked on the door.

After waiting for a while, Gu Qingyu came to open the door.

Her hair was messy, her face was haggard, and her clothes were wrinkled.

"Qingyu? What is this? Are you uncomfortable?" Wang Lin asked in surprise.

"Wang Lin, I'm sick." Gu Qingyu held his throat with one hand, covered his mouth with the other, and coughed twice, "Come in."

Wang Lin hummed, seeing the messy bed in the room, he knew she was lying on the bed just now.

"What's wrong with you? Have you caught a cold?" Wang Lin asked with concern.

"Probably so." Gu Qingyu didn't have much strength to speak, she lay down on the bed, looked at Wang Lin and said, "In the past two days, I went to the countryside with the leader for an interview, but it rained heavily, our film crew only brought two umbrellas , let’s focus on protecting the machine first. We were all drenched in water. We didn’t think anything was wrong at the time, thinking that the weather is so hot, so we won’t catch a cold, right? I still overestimated myself, and I couldn’t stand it when I came back. I had a fever all night last night, and today I went to work all day, and my head hurt like a needle."

"Then why don't you go home?"

"There is no one at home. My parents are out on business, my brother's company is very busy, and my sister-in-law, I can't get along with her. I would rather live in the dormitory alone."

"Your unit hasn't set up fund-raising housing yet?"

"I don't know. I guess I have to wait! I'm alone, I don't know where to live, and the dormitory for singles is also good, free."

"Have you had dinner then?"

"I have no appetite at all, and I don't want to eat anything. Wang Lin, I called you here to ask you something. I have a document to be sent to a certain unit. I really don't want to move it. Please send it to me. Shall I please? Thank you."

"At this point, people have already left work."

"It's okay, just send it to their guard room. There are people on duty in their unit."

"Okay, what file? Give it to me."

Gu Qingyu got up, opened the desk drawer, and took out a sealed document bag: "The document is more important. Although it is not a confidential document, it must not be lost, so I came to you. Thank you for your hard work. When I recover from illness, I treat you as a guest."

She smiled slightly, her lips were pale because she didn't wear lipstick and her sick appearance.

Wang Lin asked, "Aren't you going to the hospital?"

"No, I'll just take a rest. I've already had an injection at noon. I'm taking medicine." Gu Qingyu reached out and patted Wang Lin's hand lightly, "Thank you."

Wang Lin said: "You're welcome."

He came downstairs with a file bag, and there was a loud noise in the file bag, which might be a video tape or something.

Wang Lin walked to the car and handed the document to Uncle Zhong: "Go to a certain unit and give this to the guard. They must sign for it in person and give you a receipt. The unit is not far from here. You can drive back and forth. Twenty minutes is enough. Then you drive the car downstairs here, and you get off work."

"Okay, Mr. Wang." Uncle Zhong took the document, put it on the passenger seat, and drove away.

There are many snack bars near the TV station dormitory.

Wang Lin glanced around and picked a restaurant that looked cleaner.

This is a Hunan restaurant, and the owner speaks a strong Hunan accent, which sounds very friendly.

Wang Lin watched the founding ceremony on TV and heard the great man's accent, and he also looked like this.

He looked at the menu and ordered three spicy dishes.

Because it was the weekend, most of the people living in the dormitory were away, so the business in the restaurant was cooler.

The boss quickly fried the dishes.

Wang Lin told him to take a few lunch boxes, packed a portion, and ate in the restaurant by himself.

"Boss, your dish is not spicy enough." Wang Lin laughed.

"It can't be helped, the chili here is not spicy. Let's go back to our hometown some other day and bring back some dried chili from the countryside, that's called spicy." The boss replied with a smile, "And people here generally can't eat too spicy, no Like we can be overbearing. The spiciness of this kind of pepper is just right."

Wang Lin has a variety of tastes, whether it is spicy dishes or local dishes, he can eat them all.

The dishes in this store, apart from not being spicy enough, are quite fragrant.

After eating, Wang Lin walked out of the restaurant with the packed box.

Uncle Zhong just came back. He was in the parking lot. When he saw Wang Lin, he walked over and handed Wang Lin the receipt for delivering the documents.

Wang Lin took the receipt and told Uncle Zhong to get off work, and he came upstairs by himself.

He walked to Gu Qingyu's door and knocked on the door.

Gu Qingyu opened the door, saw him, and asked in surprise: "Why are you back again?"

"I bought you a meal. It's spicy and delicious. You'll sweat after eating it. You can eat some later." Wang Lin said with a smile, "This is the receipt."

"So fast? Are you Monkey King? Can somersault cloud?"

"Hehe." Wang Lin walked in with a smile, put the lunch box on her table, and said, "Eat, I'm leaving."

"Hey, have you eaten?"

"I ate in a restaurant."

"Then don't go, stay with me! If you are not afraid that I will pass the cold on to you."

"I'm not afraid." Wang Lin said, "It's fine to pass it on to me. I've heard people say that if you pass the cold on to someone else, you'll be fine."

"How can there be such a saying? This is a disease, not a baton."

The two smiled at each other.

Gu Qingyu opened the package of the food, sniffed it and smelled it: "It smells so good! Smelling the aroma of chili, I really have an appetite. This is fried pork with chili, as well as spicy chicken, pork ribs and yam soup. Wow, Wang Lin, you How do you know that I love these dishes? I also often buy vegetables in this store."

"How would I know? I ordered it casually." Wang Lin said, "Hurry up and eat!"

Gu Qingyu simply pulled up her hair, tied it with a rubber band, and said with a smile: "Is my appearance particularly ugly?"

Wang Lindao: "You are quite beautiful without makeup now. Well, there is a kind of sickly beauty, a kind of lazy beauty."

"..." Gu Qingyu smiled shyly, with a blush on his face.

She picked up the chopsticks, picked up some vegetables and ate slowly.

"It's so spicy! It's really spicy!" Gu Qingyu ate, and said how spicy it was, "It's so spicy that my head is smoking!"

Wang Lin laughed and said, "This dish is not spicy at all, okay?"

"Isn't it spicy? Our tongue's perception of spicy is not in the same dimension." Gu Qingyu chuckled, her complexion was bright because of the spicy, compared with the paleness just now, she is simply gorgeous now peaches and plums.

Although she had a sick appearance, but when she was choked by the chili pepper, her complexion became more refined and elegant, and her appearance was extremely beautiful.She was wearing a loose T-shirt, which should be vacuum, because the view of the peak can be seen faintly.

Wang Lin looked away, and took out a book from the bookshelf to read.

"What have you been up to these days?" Gu Qingyu asked him.

"Isn't it about the company? I went to Fuda to give a speech today."

"Fuda speech? Why didn't you tell me. I'm going to listen to it! What a great opportunity! I just missed it, what a pity."

"We are friends, we can talk at any time, and you don't have to listen to my speech?"

"That's different. A person will speak a lot of insightful words on the stage. How can I usually have the opportunity to listen? When you go to other schools to speak, you must remember to tell me."

"How can so many schools invite me to give a speech? Today I was trying to catch the ducks on the shelves, and it was difficult. Don't look at me speaking cheerfully, but I was actually very panicked."

"You can go to Jiaotong University and Shenda University to give speeches. If they know that you have been to Fuda to give speeches, they will definitely come to you next time. Have you donated money to Fuda?"

"Donated."

"How many?"

"749."

"Why do you still have a change?"

Wang Lin talked about the donation.

"I see." Gu Qingyu smiled sweetly, "The next time Jiaotong University invites you, you will definitely be invited to give a speech in a large auditorium with more than 3000 people! If not, they can make one now, and they can earn back anyway."

"..."

"Come to the movies with me tonight, you sent the documents for me, I invite you."

"Ah? Aren't you sick?"

"After eating the chili dish you bought, I feel much better. My headache is gone and my nose is clear. I have been bored at home for two days and want to go for a walk."

"Is there any good movie? I rarely pay attention to movies recently."

"Go and see, there are always good movies. Or do you want to go home to spend time with your wife and children?" She gave Wang Lin a charming look, "Can't you watch movies with me?"

"Cough!" Wang Lin said with a smile, "Look! There are beautiful women who are willing to invite me to watch a movie, how can I not be unwilling?"

Gu Qingyu pursed her lips and smiled: "Wait for me, I'll go take a shower soon."

She packed the lunch box, put it in a plastic bag, and proposed to throw it away. Then she took the clothes and the washbasin, packed soap and shampoo, and went to the public bath to take a bath.

After Wang Lin read the book for a while, he looked up and saw a diary beside him.

Curious, he took the diary and read it.

There is a pen in the diary, and the pen is on the latest page.

Wang Lin opened it and saw that the page was full of words.

This is a little poem.

The title of the poem is actually called "To Wang Lin".

Write my poems?

Wang Lin couldn't help but smiled, then looked down.

"If you allow
I will hold your big warm hand
feel the temperature of your fingertips
Is it consistent with your body temperature

Then, pick a red leaf

sign your name
fall on your couch
if you promise

i will fall into your arms

snowy night

guard the stove
Tell the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai..."

Wang Lin was startled, wondering if this is a love poem?
And it's a love poem written for me, Wang Lin?

Combining past and present lives, this is also the first time Wang Lin has seen a woman write love poems for him!

An inexplicable feeling arose in Wang Lin's heart.

He quickly closed the diary, opened it again, clipped the pen back to its original place, and then put the diary back to its original position, even facing the same direction, for fear that she would see the flaw when she came back.

Gu Qingyu likes herself?
Wang Lin no longer had the time to read the book. The book was spread out in front of him, and he hadn't opened a page for a long time.

He thought about Gu Qingyu's beautiful face, and thought about the little things he had experienced with her.

Wang Lin couldn't talk about the word "love" to Gu Qingyu.

Be sure to say what you like, of course there are some.

Who doesn't like beautiful women?

But Wang Lin only regarded her as a friend whom he could chat with, at most a close friend.

Gu Qingyu came back after taking a shower, and washed her hair.

Long, wet hair exudes the scent of shampoo.

A fresh fragrance entered Wang Lin's nose.

She put on a short floral skirt with a white background, and her slender and beautiful legs were as crystal clear as jade, shining white under the light.She walked in wearing sandals and slippers, her small feet were exquisite, and her toes were carved like jade.

Gu Qingyu took a blow dryer to blow her hair, but she didn't blow it too dry. She said that if it was too dry, it would easily damage the hair quality. Anyway, the weather is so hot, so go outside and let it dry naturally.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed, very close to Wang Lin. Sometimes she turned her head and hung her hair on one side to let the wind blow; Drape down from the forehead and blow.

Wang Lin was killed by her various side faces.

After Gu Qingyu finished drying her hair, she took a comb to comb her hair, and asked with a smile, "You said you want to give me the comb?"

"Ah? I'm always busy, so I forgot to buy it." Wang Lin said apologetically, "I will definitely do it next time."

Gu Qingyu smiled slightly: "I knew you would forget! I bought another cheap plastic comb as a spare, just waiting for you to give me a good comb!"

Wang Lin agreed with a smile.

Gu Qingyu put on a pair of high-heeled sandals, making her calves look rounder and slender.

She suddenly took her diary and said with a smile: "I wrote a little poem, can you help me see if it is well written?"

Wang Lin had already read it just now, but now he pretended to see it for the first time, read it from the beginning to the end, and said: "I don't know much about poetry, is this written for me? What kind of poetry does it express? What kind of feelings?"

Gu Qingyu looked into his handsome eyes and said with a smile: "You really don't understand?"

Wang Lin said lightly: "I'm ashamed. Ask for advice."

Gu Qingyu said: "I wrote a love poem using you as the concrete image of the poem. Don't get me wrong. You are just an image in my poem. Just like we talk about Jiangnan, Saibei, Ten Mile Pavilion, Oak Tree, and Lilac Girl, these These are common images in poetry.”

"Oh! Imagery. That is to say, the Wang Lin in this poem is not actually referring to me?"

"That's almost what it means. In my mind, my ideal man is just like you, so I designed you as the image in my love poem."

Wang Lin let out a long breath, thinking that it was so.

Gu Qingyu said quietly: "What I'm expressing is the love in my heart. This person doesn't even know where he is."

Wang Lin smiled and said, "The poem is very well written and full of artistic conception. I can also feel the deep affection in your heart."

"Let's go, Wang Lin." Gu Qingyu closed the diary and said with a smile, "Let's go to the movies."

Wang Lin always felt that her poem was not as simple as she said, she just used such a rhetoric to fully show her inner world, which can also be said to be testing Wang Lin's reaction .

Is this a tactful confession?

If Wang Lin accepted her love, then she could say that this poem was written for Wang Lin.

If Wang Lin couldn't accept it, she wouldn't be too embarrassed and embarrassing.

She is a really smart woman.

On the contrary, Wang Lin hesitated, should I go to the movies with her?
Before Wang Lin could find an excuse to reject her, Gu Qingyu took his hand and said with a smile, "Let's go! What are you thinking? Do you miss the love poem I wrote? Did it impress you?"

Her delicate appearance is heart-pounding.

Wang Lin thought to himself, it's just watching a movie, she won't have other arrangements, right?

(End of this chapter)