On Monday morning, Song Zhiyi was woken up by a phone call from Li Li, which was nothing more than a reminder to her not to update every half a month like before.

Song Zhiyi, who was woken up, was no longer sleepy. Looking at the slightly bright sky outside the window, she simply got up and moved the small stool to the balcony with her computer.

The warm sun in early autumn rose shyly. Looking to the east, I saw that the sky in the east was white, and the surrounding clouds slowly changed from black to gray-purple and then gradually to red.

Song Zhiyi raised his head and squinted his eyes to look into the distance. The red clouds were getting more and more gorgeous, and everything was gradually enveloped by the red clouds, as if they were wearing a new set of clothes.

Song Zhiyi curled her lips and took out her mobile phone to take a picture of this beautiful moment. It had been a long time since she had gotten up so early, and she hadn't seen such a beautiful morning in a long time.

Song Zhiyi posted the photo on Weibo.

@RabbitKing: [Good morning! Coder! (picture)]

Satisfied, Song Zhiyi sat on the small bench and browsed Weibo for a while, and then started typing on the computer.

Because she made an appointment with Tang Yuchen and the others to go to He County on the weekend, Song Zhiyi had to write all the articles for the two days of the weekend during this week, so as to avoid being interrupted by Li's manuscript rush.

After writing for a while, Song Zhiyi scratched his hair in distress and looked at the time - half past seven.

Song Zhiyi walked into the bathroom to wash up, thinking it was still early, so she planned to go out and buy breakfast before continuing to write.

Song Zhiyi put on a thin black coat and went out.

Song Zhiyi came to a shop selling wontons and ordered a bowl of wontons.

"Hey, have you heard?" Two little girls at the table next to them were eating wontons and discussing, "The professor at the School of Physics at University Z is the very handsome one."

"Professor Tang? What's wrong with him?"

The little girl swallowed the wontons in her mouth and said mysteriously: "I heard that many girls have been sending small gifts to his office every day for some unknown reason..."

Another girl couldn't wait to ask: "What then?"

"Then... they were all kicked out by Professor Tang. Some of them were not discouraged and stayed at the door of Professor Tang's office every day, waiting for him to finish class."

"Wow, so persistent? Isn't Professor Tang very famous?"

"Yeah, I think it's very beautiful too... But you know, that Professor Tang didn't even look at those girls. It is said that one girl cried and pulled Professor Tang's clothes after she confessed to him and was rejected.

, guess what?”

"Professor Tang just said, "You can cry slowly here while I have to go to class," and he left."

"..." It sounds like something he, Tang, would say.

Song Zhiyi ate wontons while listening to the discussion of the two little girls.

"Ah...how does this sound so scummy? But then this girl is too miserable..."

"I also think it's really miserable. But if you think about a flower like Professor Tang, it would be extremely difficult to catch up..."

Song Zhiyi finished eating the wontons and packed another one before leaving.

She returned home, put the coat she had washed for Tang Yuchen yesterday into a bag, and then went to the building where Tang Yuchen lived.

Song Zhiyi hesitated at the door for a while, briefly going through the lines she was going to say in her mind, and then reached out and rang the doorbell of Tang Yuchen's house.

"I said, who is looking for you so early in the morning?" A girl opened the door, rubbing her groggy eyes, and widened her eyes when she looked at Song Zhiyi standing outside the door, "Oh no! Tang Yuchen!"

Song Zhiyi looked at the woman in front of her motionless. Song Zhiyi opened her mouth, but the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat and no sound came out.

There is a woman in Tang Yuchen's house...the kind who just woke up!

Song Zhiyi's heart was swollen, and she felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Tang Yuchen walked over calmly.

Song Zhiyi felt that she was very embarrassed now. She could neither walk in nor go in. She could only stand outside the door like a stone, staring blankly at Tang Yuchen.

Tang Yuchen looked at Song Zhiyi's stunned look and asked calmly: "Why are you here?"

Song Zhiyi swallowed nervously, feeling a little depressed and handed the bag containing the suit and the packed wontons to Tang Yuchen, and whispered: "Professor... I'm here to return the clothes."

Tang Yuchen took the clothes and thanked him.

Song Zhiyi touched her nose in embarrassment and bit her lower lip: "Then... I'll leave first, excuse me."

Song Zhiyi lowered her head and turned around in a depressed mood, but was stopped by the woman behind her.

"Hey, little sister, do you want to come in and sit down?"

Song Zhiyi was stunned and turned around with a look of disbelief: "Ah? Isn't this too intrusive?"

"It's okay, it's okay," the woman smiled and waved her hand, then pointed at Tang Yuchen, "He is cooking pumpkin porridge, do you want to try it together?"

Song Zhiyi looked at Tang Yuchen who was leaning on the door frame with some embarrassment, and asked cautiously: "Is it okay?"

Tang Yuchen nodded slowly.

Tang Yuchen was sitting at the dining table eating the wontons bought by Song Zhiyi. Song Zhiyi was sitting on the sofa in an orderly manner, and the woman next to him was looking at her up and down all the time.

This made Song Zhiyi even more nervous, and her hands on her knees couldn't help but sweat. She was wondering how the woman sitting next to her would open her mouth to declare her sovereignty.

Song Zhiyi wondered wildly whether she would say something like, "What's your name? What's your relationship with Tang Yuchen?" and then say, "I'm his girlfriend, please don't harass him again in the future."

...

After a set of procedures, Song Zhiyi was already secretly thinking about how to leave in a more dignified and elegant way.

A woman's voice sounded in Song Zhiyi's ears: "Little sister, my name is Tang Cen, what is your name?"

Song Zhiyi smiled uncomfortably and replied obediently: "My name is Song Zhiyi."

Tang Cen nodded and looked at Tang Yuchen who was eating wontons at the dining table: "What is your relationship with Tang Yuchen?"

Beautiful! She guessed it right!

Song Zhiyi bit her lower lip: "He is my best friend's professor...I have nothing to do with him."

"Really?" Tang Cen looked at Song Zhiyi with a smile, "Tell your sister, do you have a crush on him?"

Song Zhiyi's face turned red for a moment, and then she immediately stood up, stumbling and saying: "I...I didn't!"

She noticed Tang Yuchen's cold gaze and panicked. She sat down obediently and whispered: "I really don't...don't misunderstand...I...I

Be clean with him!"

Tang Cen burst out laughing, sat closer to Song Zhiyi, and said in the voice of only two people: "Little sister, have you misunderstood my relationship with him?"

Song Zhiyi blinked, isn't this a relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend?

"She is my cousin." Tang Yuchen threw the finished garbage into the trash can and walked over. "She had a fight with her husband, so she stayed at my place for one night."

Song Zhiyi looked at Tang Yuchen and then at Tang Cen who had an aunt's smile on her face, oh, she's her cousin.

Song Zhiyi's mood relaxed, and her heart that was hanging high fell to the ground safely.

"You kid, why do you need to explain so clearly and clearly? Don't you, my sister, need some respect from me?" Tang Cen glared at Tang Yuchen, then turned to look at Song Zhiyi with a smile: "Little sister, why are you so nervous?

Do I eat people?"

"No." Song Zhiyi quickly shook her head in denial.

Tang Cen glanced at Tang Yuchen again: "Oh, either I cannibalize people or Tang Yuchen cannibalizes people."

?

"Ah?" Song Zhiyi looked at Tang Cen's meaningful eyes with a blank look on her face, and quickly lowered her head.

It's so embarrassing, so embarrassing, her toes are about to dig out thirty Disneys!

Just as Song Zhiyi was about to explain, she heard the door of the second bedroom being opened. Gu Liyan walked out and yawned regardless of appearance. When he noticed that the three people sitting on the sofa were staring at him intently, Gu Liyan quickly

Lower your head to see if there is anything wrong with what you are wearing.

"Pa!" Gu Liyan closed the door, walked to the mirror and looked at herself.

Hmm...there's nothing wrong with that. Why are those three people staring at him? Could it be because he was so handsome and charming when he just woke up?

etc!

Gu Liyan suddenly thought of something, quickly opened the door and looked at them with wide eyes.

Tang Yuchen, his cousin...

besides......

Song Zhiyi?!

Gu Liyan rubbed his eyes, and after confirming that it was not his hallucination, he couldn't believe it: "I'm going! Song Zhiyi? Why are you here? Are you... meeting your parents?"

"Let's go." Tang Yuchen glanced at Gu Liyan with a frown, and said with disgust in his tone, "There is porridge in the pot."

...

After Song Zhiyi drank the porridge, she immediately ran back to her home. After changing her shoes, she immediately threw herself on the soft bed and wrapped herself in a quilt. The heat on her face had not dissipated yet.

The more Song Zhiyi thought about it, the more excited and hot he became. The more he thought about it, the more he blushed.

Song Zhiyi couldn't help but take out her mobile phone. She wanted to vent her excitement on Weibo, otherwise she was afraid that she would have a myocardial infarction if she couldn't hold it back.

@RabbitKing:【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!】

【???】

【Is this person crazy about coding?】

[I don’t know why, but I feel a chill running down my spine now... Could it be that she collapsed because we pushed too many manuscripts? 】

[I’m so afraid that she’ll stab me... I’ll never push for a manuscript again...]

...

Fans were panicked by Song Zhiyi's Weibo, and they all thought that Song Zhiyi was driven crazy by their urging for manuscripts. But what they didn't know was that their dear little rabbit, bah, little pigeon, threw away his phone after posting on Weibo.

On the side, he sat in front of the computer and wrote the manuscript seriously as if he had been injected with blood.

Of course, if this scene was seen by Suo Ming Li, Suo Ming Li might happily sing and dance in the square for three days and three nights.
Chapter completed!