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    "Milk teawhat happened to his mother?" Ruan Si said.

    "It's hot, I don't want to drink." Qin Zong started a new round, "Let's have some herbal tea."

    "There is no herbal tea at home." Ruan Si stretched out his legs and said, "My dad has diarrhea every time he drinks it, so how dare he buy it again."

    ¡°Two people squeezed into a single sofa, and now it was so hot that they were sweating like crazy.  Ruan Si turned on the air conditioner and lay down on the sofa, putting his arm behind Qin Zong's neck to watch him operate it.

    "If you have any worries, tell me." Ruan Si asked, "Where are you holding back?"

    "Psychological counseling?" Qin Zong stared at the screen and said casually: "Teacher, my chest hurts."

    "My chest hurts," Ruan Si repeated, "Okay, I'll rub it for you."

    Qin Zong pointed his fingers, looked up at him, and said seriously: "Hurry up, he's going to die soon."

    Ruan Si lay still and turned his head to look at Qin Zong, sighing: "You seduced a good boy in broad daylight and even asked him to rub his chest."

    "Who mentioned it?" Qin Zong touched his leg with his knee, "Brother Long Legs, give way, it's in the way of me stretching."

    "No." Ruan Si was indifferent, "Did you just buy herbal tea?"

    "Well," Qin Zong said, "I met Xia Jing."

    "It's such a hot day, she hasn't come home yet?" Ruan Si turned over, squeezing Qin Zong so hard that he almost fell.  He said: "You two have been chatting for a while?"

    "Say hello." Qin Zong said, "She looks quite cute."

    "Of course it's cute." Ruan Si suddenly pulled Qin Zong's collar and said, "It's strange, don't you usually remember people's faces? I've never heard you praise anyone."

    Qin Zong was pulled forward and leaned over. He raised his hand to play the game and said, "Never heard of it? I am a professional soft blower and I praise you every day."

    "There's a problem." Ruan Si said, "You really just said hello?"

    Qin Zong glanced at him from above, "Let's chat with you for a while and let her come to play at home when she has time."

    "She's a girl, and it won't sound good if she comes." Ruan Si let go, "But her cooking skills are really good."

    Qin Zong kills the head with a knife and clears the game.  He threw the 3DS on Ruan Si's stomach, propped himself up and said, "Can we change positions?"

    "The land is so big, where can I change it?" Ruan Si said.

    "No." Qin Zong looked down at him, "This gesture is like I want to kiss you."

    Ruan Si: "fuck off."

    Qin Zong didn¡¯t leave at night and there was no one at home, so Li Qinyang and Ruan Cheng stayed with him to eat.  Qin Zong learned a lot of dishes from Ruan Cheng, he was good in the kitchen, and he had some good skills in knife skills.  After the meal, he and Ruan Si took turns to take a shower. When they returned to the room, they saw Ruan Si sitting at the desk writing.

    Qin Zong said nothing, wiped his hair and found a comic from the bookshelf. He read it on the sofa and could hear the smooth writing sound of the pen.

    "Say something." Ruan Si kept writing, "I just changed the title, it's too quiet and I can't stand it."

    Qin Zong turned the pages, "New story?"

    "No," Ruan Si seemed to pause somewhere, tapping the manuscript paper impatiently with his pen tip, and said, "The old manuscript was returned."

    Ruan Si sends out new manuscripts every month. The thick pages are neatly bound, and it often takes nearly a month for a reply.  There was a computer in Ruan Cheng's bedroom, but Ruan Si regarded this matter as private. Except for Qin Zong, Kong Jiabao didn't even mention it, so he rarely used Ruan Cheng's computer to send emails.  Most of what he sent out were short stories, and a magazine that published adventure stories was the home of these manuscripts.  But there are more than twenty notebooks under the desk. To Ruan Si, 70% of them are scrap manuscripts. No one has even read them except Qin Zong.

    It is not easy to maintain high-speed handwriting for a long time, especially when writing stories.  The plot progresses very fast in my mind, but my hand speed often has trouble keeping up.  Grinding is just a trivial matter, and time constraints are the primary problem. Even if you stay up all night writing, you may not be able to meet the deadline.

    Ruan Si fell into anxiety and said, "Let's play a piece of music."

    While watching TV in the living room, Qin Zong wiped the saxophone and opened the balcony door.  Ruan Si leaned back in his chair and turned to him. The evening breeze was blowing slowly, the dim street lights downstairs were dimly shining on the balcony, and the scent of tuberose was blowing.  He was wearing Ruan Si's T-shirt with a yellow duck printed on his chest, but he looked particularly charming when he lowered his eyes.

    I believe Qin Zong has learned this piece for a long time, but it is still a bit jerky when he plays it now.  But that didn't stop him from looking at her from time to time, which made his fingertips tingle.

    The low tone of the tenor saxophone gave the summer night a different flavor. Ruan Si gradually lost the scent of the flowers. He sank into this unexplained tenderness, and followed the tune as if he was floating on the water.  There are very few moments of complete relaxation.After saying "I'm going", Ruan Si nodded, and the two of them parted ways.

    "It's rare." Kong Jiabao carefully pinched the paper stars with his fat fingers, "Can you two still be angry?"

    "When did I say I was angry?" Ruan Si turned the book and said, "I'm not angry, there was no quarrel. I just don't know what happened to him, and he didn't say anything to me along the way."

    "What did you do?" Kong Jiabao shook the folded can of paper stars, "He can still refuse to talk to you? No way, you have done so many fucking things, and he has never ignored you.  You." He sighed again: "No matter what, my brother is a good person and has such a good temper."

    "Damn it," Ruan Si refused, "Does it have to be my problem?"

    "Otherwise?" Kong Jiabao said, "Isn't this an obvious thing?"

    "This kid is bad. Don't look at his usual honest appearance." Ruan Si threw away the book and said angrily: "If there is a problem, just solve it. What do you mean by not saying anything?"

    "It's quite bad, but it never harmed you." Kong Jiabao said seriously: "Honestly, have you done something?"

    "" Ruan Si said: "What did I do?"

    "You" Kong Jiabao approached him, "You didn't do anything to your brother last night, right?"

    Damn it.

    I rely on me, I rely on me.

    Ruan Si immediately said: "I am so reliable, can I do this kind of thing? Can I?"

    "Let me ask you," Kong Jiabao said: "Did you bully anyone last night, snatch someone's quilt, kick someone to clear their dreams? What did you say?"

    Ruan Si: ""

    He touched the tip of his nose and said humbly: "No."

    "That's really weird." Kong Jiabao thought, "Why don't you just ask him directly? It's boring to guess."

    "Let's find some time." Ruan Si said helplessly, "Xia Jing will be there in the afternoon."

    "I haven't had time to ask you yet, has Xia Jing mentioned Zhao Yunlin to you?" Kong Jiabao said.

    "No." Ruan Si turned around, "Why are you next to Zhao Yunlin again?"

    "Enemies meet on a narrow road." Kong Jiabao stuffed the words "Happy Birthday" into the glass jar with stars. "I heard that he chased Xia Jing before, but Xia Jing ignored him. I guess he came here to find a place with you.  "

    "I'm so busy that I'm so busy." Ruan Si took a pen and drew a circle on the page, "I've been so busy lately that I almost forgot who this person is."

    "What are you busy with?" Kong Jiabao rubbed the star jar, "Li Ning's birthday is next week and she asked us to go to her house to spend it. You and Qin Zong don't forget it." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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