I changed green tea

"Okay, I'm glad you're okay. Call me if you have any questions." Jiang Gou didn't say anything more and ended the call directly.

"Phew, luckily we made it." Mu Mingxue hugged me.

"Did you just relax your vigilance against Jiang Fengqi for even a moment? You were calling him Jiang Gou, but you realized you were isolated and helpless? Hmm?"

"Is it fun for you to be an eavesdropping thief? Why are you using these words to bully me at a time like this?" My voice was squeezed out from between my teeth.

He supported me and walked slowly forward.

"You are my cash cow, not Jiang Fengqi's. Now I have no idea how to change back. I live day by day like this, and I still have hope. If you run away and get caught by Jiang Fengqi, then I'm really finished.

He will never allow me to be by your side. By then, you will be successful and I will have nothing.

Now he really can't let go of his pride and really treats you, Mu Mingxue, as a treasure. From his tone, he is really worried about you.

If there is even the slightest crack between you and me, Jiang Fengqi will definitely seize it and completely destroy our relationship.

Especially when you are in such an unstable mood, I feel extremely negative and depressed during my period.

At that time, I always thought that I had no one to rely on in Hangzhou. Although Jiang Fengqi had a bad temper, he also had his good points. At least he would give me a real price instead of being mysterious.

But now I understand that it was really stupid of me to push you to get angry. You bad woman might kick me away one day. Anyway, when you hate me, you will find everything I say annoying.

I also know that you think I am like a child and I seem very naive.

What can I do? Pretend to be mature in front of you? Wear a mask in front of you? Isn't it tiring? In the final analysis, my previous ideal actually depends on my own efforts on the one hand and the support of men on the other.

But now, this man has become you~

I'm already in such a miserable state, I have to find some basis for survival, right? I have to have some source of happiness, right?

It's fun to tease you, and it's fun to see your expression when I talk to you~

All my investment and capital are in my appearance, body and figure, while your strengths are all in your brain.

For you, 1+1 is greater than 2, but for me, I am almost starting from scratch.

I have a lot of painful thoughts that I haven't told you bit by bit, nor have I poured out the bitter water over and over again and chewed it into dregs like Xianglin Sao, right?

You want to live a happier life, and I want to live a happier life too, to find my place and sense of existence in you, and I want to see that you still care about me a little bit, that's all..." Mu Mingxue's words were incoherent, and I just felt a little tired and didn't really listen.

"Even though you have such a bad temper towards me, you still want me to take care of you~" He pinched my face lightly and sighed softly.

……

When we arrived at the hotel, I lay on the bed looking at the unfamiliar ceiling. He boiled water in advance. Half an hour later, he came back with a hot water bottle, paper cups, instant ginger tea, ABC and new pants.

My emotions went from being confused to exploding at any moment to being muddle-headed and now to being empty-headed. I have no idea what happened. It was like I was on a roller coaster with my emotions racing through the air. In the weightlessness, I seemed to only remember that Mu Mingxue had just defended herself in front of me.

"Do you want to do it yourself, or should I help you?"

I stood up with difficulty. "Give me the things, I can do it myself. Just tell me how to do it."

He placed the hot water bottle on my lower abdomen.

After being told the method, I held on to the wall and went to the bathroom. It took me a long time to clean up. I returned to the bed exhausted and lay motionless.

"ABC daily and night use, 20 yuan, Hello Kitty hot water bottle ~ 35 yuan, Lewis pants 360, instant ginger tea 28, 1000 yuan for my running errands and saving you in times of crisis is not too much ~ Thank you for your patronage~" he said with a chuckle in my ear.

"idiot."

Chapter 62: The sky has nothing, why does it comfort me? (3/5)

I opened my eyes drowsily in the hotel. It was not completely dark around me. Mu Mingxue was lying next to me, looking at her phone.

"What time is it?" Compared to the unbearable pain like a storm just now, my body is now a little tired and sore, but much better. The most important thing is that my mood is not so malicious, depressed and uneasy anymore. This is the most important thing. I have regained my rationality.

I roughly understand the irrationality of women, much of which is due to their body structure and cannot be changed by will.

When I had my period, I clearly felt that I had several new attributes that I didn't have before.

The random thoughts in the mind rapidly intensify, and paranoia may appear.

Of course, this may just be an isolated case. After all, for someone like me who is thinking about and writing novels every day, my thinking level is quite active, and the emotional part may seem cold, but in fact it is always delicate.

I stretched out my hand, and my fingers were only vague outlines in the darkness. The restless Mu Mingxue wanted to interrupt my self-reflection and gathered all my fingers together in her hand.

"It's half past six. Let's go and have something to eat and go back to school together. There are two packets of instant ginger tea for you to take back. I'll buy you more tomorrow. There's also a spare medicine in the left drawer. It's called xxx. If you can't help it, make another cup. Remember to change it before going to bed at night."

Mu Mingxue let go of my hand before I could say anything and jumped out of bed. He folded my clothes and put them in a bag and held it in his hand.

We came out of the hotel and walked across the overpass where I had run earlier.

Occasionally, under the overpasses in big cities, there would be a wandering singer who came from nowhere, holding a guitar with its case open. There wasn't much money on it, as the nights nowadays couldn't slow down. The singer sang with deep emotion, but his level was average. He sang Hotel California by the Eagles.

With so many gems in front of me, I feel like it's full of flaws.

Mu Mingxue let go of my hand, walked up to the young man and talked to him for a few words. She took out her cell phone and scanned some money to give him. The young man gave both the guitar and the microphone to Mu Mingxue.

He cleared his throat, held the guitar and slowly plucked the strings.

I was speechless as I watched him suddenly become a literary young man.

"I have these feet, I have these legs, I have these thousands of mountains and rivers. I want all of these, but don't hate or regret. If you want to love me, don't be afraid of regretting it, because one day I will fly away."

He sang Cui Jian's "Fake Monk", an old song that I like very much.

To me, this song is considered hardcore rock?

I put this song in my iPhone 6s. I said that my phone is full of yellowed songs. Is Mu Mingxue trying to please me with someone else's guitar?

Unfortunately, although he sang well, he lacked the charm of the lyrics, nor the vicissitudes of Cui Jian. There was not much sorrow in his singing, and his voice was very relaxed, as if he was singing an interesting little story.

I stood aside and watched him finish singing quietly, unmoved.

A few pedestrians stopped, but not many.

He even ran over to ask me if I sang well, and then he took my hand with a smile.

Without even thinking, “It doesn’t sound good.”

"Yeah, the songs in your phone are all very old. The emotions in these songs are very rich and strong, like independent sad and slightly depressing little stories. Anyway, you can't sing them when you're happy."

"You still think about these questions? Not bad."

"I have to find something to talk to you about, but you look at me like I'm an idiot. After all, I listen to these songs for you, so can't you just tell me how you feel about them?" Mu Mingxue was looking forward to my pretend explanation in front of him.

"I won't comment on these songs, I can't comment on them because I'm too insignificant. Simply appreciating them is enough. I still believe that human beings are often influenced by some great ideas, and the emotions contained in all works of art can transcend national boundaries.

Just because you listen to a song and think it’s nice, it doesn’t mean we are friends. Just because you read some ambiguous interpretations, it doesn’t mean you can read and understand the context.”

"Hehe, it seems like you've returned to normal. Such a disdainful and playful tone, tsk tsk. No wonder you became so popular so quickly. You really make people love and hate you."

"Two different things."

"Then, I want to ask you a serious question. Why do you want to help me? In your eyes, I am probably someone who interferes with your freedom, is unreasonable, childish and ridiculous, and has no spiritual sustenance, right?

If you think I'm annoying, you can just give me some money and completely cut off contact with me. I thought about it, although you say very coldly, you are still very tolerant to me.

In your eyes, many of my things must be shallow, ridiculous, vulgar and materialistic dreams, right?

I am not in any position to make excessive demands on you now. Just think about the girl in the next dormitory who borrowed 1000 yuan and didn’t pay it back. Her roommates had a big fight over it, and the parents even came to the school. Her nose was even crooked.

There are also many people who have quarreled over the price difference of a few dozen yuan for purchasing through agents, or even because they paid a few dozen yuan more when dining out.

You know, your living expenses are not high...only 1500 yuan a month.

The 5 yuan you have received represents your success, not mine. In the past, I would not even share half of a -yuan juice with someone like you.

Now I just pestered you and said a few more words, and you gave me 30,000...

I always thought you owed me, but now I think about it, it’s not true at all. You tolerated my ridiculous selfishness in many aspects. Now that I’m not angry, I think about what you said before about why you didn’t shoot a second video. It seems to make sense. Things that I take for granted are quite unfair to you…”

Mu Mingxue leaned on my shoulder as we walked, and said these words very seriously.

"Have you started to think about life?"

"After listening to your songs, how can I not think about life if I don't talk to you? Please tell me, I really want to hear your answer."

"Do you really want to listen?"

"Yeah. This is important." His eyes widened.

"The world may change, but morality remains unchanged. Many people now treat kindness as a joke and sneer at it. It seems that if you are not a sophisticated egoist, you will be out of tune with this society.

It seems that nowadays, people are all about entertainment to death, as if I should just think completely about myself, and everyone should mind their own business and not worry about other people's problems. This is what I thought at the beginning.

We were exchanging with each other, and I could also defend myself by saying that I was a victim. I didn't want to be you, Mu Mingxue. I was also deprived of my original life trajectory.

But I can't live with my conscience saying this, it's full of loopholes.

Anyone who still has a little compassion in his heart will not kick you when you are down and treat you as a ridiculous burden at a time like this.

Just like after you scold Xu Yan harshly, I won’t step on her again, and I am also willing to help Xu Yan.

Helping you is inevitable. You are a living person in my life, and you have been by my side for a long time, such as in the past and now. But I don't want you to use this kindness to force me. We can bargain, give and take, ridicule each other, and playfully deconstruct each other.

Just like I'm not feeling well and have labor pains, you can drag me down the street and ask me these made-up questions, but you can't plan the future yourself, understand?"

"Yes, yes, great intellectual. A night like this is indeed the best time to hear you say such nice things. Every time I hear you say these things, I always feel that there is hope again, and the distance between you and me is not so far."

He walked up to me with a smile and gave me a hug that I didn't like.

My eyes didn't stay on him, I looked up at the sky.

The sky of Hangzhou has nothing, why can it give me comfort?

Chapter 63 Summer Vacation is Coming (1/5)

The next two weeks until summer vacation were the calmest days of this period.

He just worked out and ate with Mu Mingxue, and their relationship remained the same. He seemed to be much clearer. During exam week, he was asked to memorize management science and she helped him write his news homework.

Jiang Gou did not take any further action. He did not send me any messages in the past two weeks and seemed to be silent.

Xu Yan didn't keep chattering in my ear about whether I should continue filming or not. She was also very quiet and didn't mention it again.

But she would still wear that kind of clothes, wear those high heels, put on that kind of makeup, and go out on a certain morning.

The X-blog craze has passed, and without new works, it will only be a flash in the pan.

My novel was also put on the shelves the day before the final exam. Thanks to Blade and around 3000 subscriptions, this month will not be too difficult. As long as I update more, it will not be a problem to break this month.

Anyway, the summer vacation funds are enough for Mu Mingxue's expenses.

The days seem to slowly settle down, and I can hear the cicadas outside the window calling out the summer.

He and I went to look at houses again, and we finally chose a fully furnished loft with two floors and a property management fee of 4500 yuan per month. The layout of the loft is not very good and the usable area is not high. The electricity bill for this thing is considered commercial electricity, but at least it has two bedrooms. There is no balcony, but there is still an area to dry clothes.

"I still have the most normal male reaction when I wake up in the morning... It's not very convenient. Also, I may have to get up at nine o'clock every day when I go out, and I'm afraid of disturbing you." This is what Mu Mingxue said after viewing the house that time. She actually knows how to be considerate.

Who changed him?

I don't want to think too much about these issues. I have to deal with exam week, and at the same time I have to update the books after they are online. I even took a day off when I had my period. My book friends are crying out for information. The plot has just reached the first positive clash of values ​​between Yan Mo and her brother. The college kids are set up to be very idealistic, they don't know how expensive food and daily necessities are, and they only talk about dignity and independence.

After discovering that economic freedom determines everything, the younger brother starts working part-time, and then meets a girl who falls from the sky. He thinks this girl is so extraordinary, while his sister is so materialistic and vulgar. It's a heart-wrenching plot.

Several die-hard fans in the group felt really sick to their stomachs after reading this, but they had to urge me to keep writing.

When Mu Mingxue and I were having dinner a few days before the exam week, he asked me to call his parents.

He also sent some so-called Hangzhou specialties, such as Hangbai Chrysanthemum and Louwailou, to the parents of both parties in the name of Mu Mingxue and Qin Huan respectively. I think it is a waste of money. He said that I didn't even have such an idea.

Anyway, summer vacation is here.

All four of us in the dormitory will stay in Hangzhou.

After all, we are about to enter our third year of college, and the urgency of internship and life has suddenly arisen. Everyone has begun to think about the future that is right in front of them.

Mingyu and Lianying rented an apartment near the school. Xu Yan had 100,000 yuan in her hand, so of course she would rent a more petty-bourgeois single apartment. Jiang Gou didn't seem to have abandoned her. Was she useless? Or did Jiang Gou think she still had value?

I took a taxi with him, carrying my suitcase, and we cleaned from morning to afternoon. He has mysophobia, and now I am affected too. I used to wait at least two or three days before doing a wash, but now when I see my clothes soaking in water, I have to wash them like I have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The wardrobe had to be wiped over and over again, and the area around the bed also had to be wiped clean. Mingxue bought two sets of pillows and a mat with good texture and workmanship, and then helped me organize the wardrobe. He even bought me a yoga mat.