Indecent and affectionate

Chapter 61

That same night, Yu Zhile was lying flat on the bed, flipping through a book without distraction.

From time to time, the mobile phone next to the pillow will pop up a message to remind, there are text messages, WeChat, and calls.

Yu Zhile didn't respond.

Sui Ya sat back on her chair, staring at her flickering screen, and asked, "Yu Zhile, don't you check your phone?"

Yu Zhile turned a page: "Don't read it."

Sui Ya is her roommate, who has just graduated from Central Music, and has excellent piano skills. The company trains her as the successor of the keyboard player of the red band, and she has a bright future.

The girl lowered her eyes and flipped through a few pages of Weibo comments, her back shivering: "These keyboard warriors on the Internet are really terrifying."

"How terrifying can it be?" Yu Zhile cast a sideways glance.

Sui Ya was embarrassed to say: "You can swear all kinds of swear words, I will open a small account to help you talk, and I have received more than 200 replies scolding me... These people are really irritable."

"However," Sui Ya was still curious: "How did you manage to write a song on the spot while recording the show that day?"

"The rabbit bites in a hurry."

"You're not a rabbit at all, okay?"

"The dog jumps over the wall."

"..."

Whenever I think of dogs, I always think of one person.

Sui Ya clapped her hands twice: "After you changed it like this, how will your song be released in the end?"

"Send me the later one," Yu Zhile looked back into the pages of the book: "I'll record it when I get back."

"Is what Yan An wrote to you invalid?"

"Correct."

"Wow, you are really amazing."

Gossip is a woman's nature, Sui Ya dug her ears, and continued to browse Weibo to search for news related to Yu Zhile, the infamy was overwhelming, and she didn't know whether it was good or bad for her.

But Sui Ya soon discovered that there was a small clear current in the smoky forwarding list, or... a mudslide?

He forwarded the insulting comments to Yu Zhile, supported and defended her, and his attitude was very clear and open.

And successfully helped her divert at least 30% of the hatred and ridicule, and the endless stream of fighters, fans, and tourist groups flocked to him to start the ring.

Sui Ya felt that his name was very familiar.

When she saw his Weibo authentication, she instantly remembered that it should be at noon that day...

Sui Ya looked at the woman on the bed: "Zhi Le, the Mr. Jing who came to us to look for you that day is Jing Sheng, the president of Jing Yuan Real Estate, right?"

The fingertips resting lightly on the title page gave a pause, and Yu Zhile replied: "Yes."

"I really can't help it," Sui Ya put her chin on the back of the chair: "What's your relationship with him? Friend? Lover? Anyway, it must be unusual."

Yu Zhile didn't answer.

"He's so funny," Sui Ya clicked on Jingsheng's Weibo, and read out the contents of his angry netizens:
"I'm willing to speak for Yu Zhile, balalabala said for a night, are you in such a hurry because you are afraid that I won't pay the chat fee?"

"Looking back at the genealogy of our Jing family, I'm not only the second generation rich, but I'm more than three generations old. What about you, the poor N generation, you spend all your energy on the Internet, how can black people have time to make money?"

"It's not worth it for me? I'm straight, upright and upright. I dare to show my name and teach you how to be a person who hides in the gutter all day long."

"Focus on a singer, don't comment on her singing skills, don't ponder her works, and give her a shit hat first. Does your folk song uncle have no good songs? Afraid of being caught up by his apprentices, so he can only rely on selling miserably. Help yourself gain popularity?"

"She is not black in the first place, why should I make her white?"

"Huh? A dog is a father? That's why you bark when you address Yan An."

Sui Ya laughed as she read it: "Hahaha he's so interesting, it's so fun to watch."

Yu Zhile: "..."

The woman wants to continue reading, and keep her ears to the outside world.However, ever since she found out that Jing Sheng was ignoring and fighting for her on Weibo, she was extremely upset and irritable, and couldn't read a single word.

How could there be such a bear... an ex-boyfriend?

After thinking about it, Yu Zhile sat up, got out of bed, picked up her phone and left the dormitory.

Stopping in the empty corridor, Yu Zhile called the number Jing Sheng had been texting her all this time.

The speed of the connection on the other side was as fast as lightning.

"Hello? Yu Zhile?" The tone was full of surprises and smiles, and every word seemed to be flashing, shining brightly: "Is it Yu Zhile?! Isn't the phone stolen? Hey! Is it you?" ?”

Yu Zhile's eyebrows moved slightly, and she pursed her lips: "It's me."

"..." There was a sudden silence on the other side, and it took a few seconds to reply quickly: "You wait, I will speak later."

"..."

"My heart is not very good, let me take it easy."

"..."

"I'm lying to you," said the familiar, cheap tone again: "I am very healthy and strong."

"..."

No longer listening to his nonsense, Yu Zhile quickly got back to the topic: "Don't comment on netizens anymore, okay?"

"It turns out you've been spying on me," and inexplicably, smiling, looking so happy and proud: "You know you will contact me because of this, I should spray it earlier."

"...Jing Sheng." Yu Zhile licked the roots of his teeth: "Stop making trouble, you are not alone."

"Yes, that's right, I am Yu Zhile's dog."

"I mean, your words and deeds also represent the corporate image, don't be so capricious."

"My image is very good, impeccable." He was still glib.

"Jing Sheng!" Yu Zhile got angry and scolded him.

Jing Sheng froze, as if drooping his tail and ears, he was obedient and pitiful: "Okay, I won't scold netizens anymore."

His voice suddenly softened and lowered, like a feather brushing against the eardrums, calling out the nickname that only belonged to the two of them: "Little Yugan, I miss you so much."

These words are like boiling water, pouring on Yu Zhile's heart, hot and tight.

She exhaled a very long breath, but in the end nothing came out of her mouth.

Just about to say goodbye, the man suddenly said, "You go downstairs."

Not equal to Zhile's response, he stuffed another message: "I've arrived at your building."

Unbelievable, but Yu Zhile's heartbeat still increased sharply: "Can you stop making trouble?"

"I'm really here," Jing Sheng said firmly, "When you called me, I just came out of the parking lot. I want to see you, and I want to see you now."

"It's going to be very late." Yu Zhile clearly remembered the 23:22 on the phone lock screen before she came out.

"It's not too late, it's not too late at all, it's the earliest time of the new day soon," the breathing in the ears suddenly became heavy, and Yu Zhile could clearly hear the rushing footsteps with the same frequency as the earphones in the winding corridor under his feet .

Jing Sheng was still talking: "Besides, it's never too late to see you."

He briskly reported his formation: "I'm going upstairs. I was afraid that my phone would lose signal, so I didn't take the elevator. You go to the security door of the corridor on your floor and wait for me, then..."

The booming sound came to an abrupt end.

Yu Zhile, who was standing facing the wall, turned around and saw the man at the end of the stairs.

He paused where he was, panting slightly before he could go.In the dark corridor, his white shirt seemed to be a layer of light.

He was still looking at her, and in his dark eyes, there was still a lot of innocent affection that seemed to never change or diminish.

Yu Zhile lowered his hands, suddenly feeling that this scene seemed familiar.

Perhaps in the quiet night when he was more than ten years old, there was such an image of a boy in white clothes galloping towards her, and he was caught off guard and broke into her dreamland.

The two went up and down, looking at each other for a while at this oblique angle.

An uncontrollable surprise smile gradually appeared on the man's face.

He no longer stays at the same place, he walked up to her quickly, no, it's not walking, the word running should be used, it doesn't mean that Zhile said a word and hugged her into his arms.

Jing Sheng hugged her very tightly, so tight that it seemed that with such force, it could melt her and seep into her body, making it impossible for her to escape.

Yu Zhile could feel his chin rubbing against her forehead, and she could also feel the green growth marks of young men that had been accumulated all day long and hadn't had time to deal with them.

Yu Zhile tried to move her face away, keeping a few centimeters away from him.

"Yu Zhile," Jing Sheng looked at her slightly, and the hand that was clasping her back suddenly loosened a little, and came to the back of her neck: "Did you know that I would come?"

He asked, and suddenly put the hood of her black sweater back on top of her head, and put his palm on the back of her head.

Through the material of the clothes, Jing Sheng pushed her back in front of him again, intimate and undeniable.

"You are a big star now," the man's teasing tone and warm breath filled his ears, "I don't want others to see your face, so I can only stay here honestly."

(End of this chapter)