But the messages came one after another, one after another, one after another, the phone was disconnected and another one came, all asking, 'Is this true?'
Shen Guangyao felt that these people were full of food. Do you still need Mr. Lu to refute such rumors personally?
Shen Guangyao directly sent a group message saying, "Spread rumors and kill the whole family."
It still rings, right?
Lu Zhiyuan put down the book in his hand and looked coldly at his cell phone that kept ringing.
Shen Guangyao immediately stopped the game he was playing, hurriedly muted his voice, and timidly said the photo thing as a joke: "People nowadays dare to guess anything..."
Lu Zhiyuan frowned slightly and stretched out his hand.
Shen Guangyao hurriedly handed over the mobile phone: That girl was finished, but she happened to meet Mr. Lu when he was in a bad mood.
Lu Zhiyuan looked at the photos close at hand.
The ancient words in it have a very eye-catching smile, with a slight dimple on the left cheek, bright eyes, a bare face, pure but rich, adding more strokes will ruin her existing appearance and the fact that she has bad eyesight. So, where is he in this photo: "Can you tell it's me?"
Shen Guangyao pointed to the small corner carefully: "The watch on your hand..."
"What's wrong with the watch?" This one was the one closest to him this morning.
"You may not know that each of your watches has been picked out in detail. This one is more recognizable because it was worn at the award ceremony."
Lu Zhiyuan looked at the blank background board, took off his watch and threw it to Shen Guangyao: "It's yours."
Shen Guangyao quickly caught it: "Thank you, Mr. Lu, thank you, Mr. Lu."
Since he doesn't have the face, there is no need to wear a watch! Lu Zhiyuan sneered, trying to gauge what she knew.
Shen Guangyao waited cautiously for a while, but when he saw that Mr. Lu did not give any instructions, he cautiously tried to take back his mobile phone.
Lu Zhiyuan picked it up, sent the picture to his mobile phone, and saved it.
Seeing this, Shen Guangyao carefully swiped the screen: "Sir, this is complete." There is text.
Boyfriend. The three words appear directly and obviously at the top of the photo.
Lu Zhiyuan paused for a moment, then returned to normal, sent it to his mobile phone again, and saved it.
Shen Guangyao had a strange feeling, could Mr. Lu...
Lu Zhiyuan thought about the purpose of her circle of friends and couldn't wait to let everyone know that she was going to confirm this matter? How could she be so impatient?
"Brother Lu..."
"Say." Lu Zhiyuan's cell phone rang. He took a look and saw that it was a friend request. It was supposed to be a virtual and changeable name, but she chose it as "ancient porcelain" with no new ideas.
Lu Zhiyuan looked at it for a while, then dimmed the screen without giving any response: "Say."
Shen Guangyao was about to ask.
Lu Zhiyuan's cell phone rang again, it was still a friend request, it was the same person, and the note said 'It's me, it's me, Gu Cici'.
Lu Zhiyuan sneered. He didn't know who his girlfriend was. It was because she didn't know who her boyfriend was.
Besides, why would he agree that something he could get easily would be the end result of being laid off?
Lu Zhiyuan didn't move.
Shen Guangyao was about to speak.
An application form will be sent to you soon.
Shen Guangyao looked at the boss and suggested: "How about agreeing?" Is it too late for him to eat up the message he sent out now?
"Tell me your story."
Shen Guangyao felt that there was no need to ask, it must be true, Mr. Lu had a girlfriend, the earthy and beautiful female classmate from the morning.
Intensive applications came one after another, and then there was a long period of silence, as if the machine had crashed due to too much bombing.
Lu Zhiyuan looked at the phone that had not vibrated for a long time, and was impatient? That woman couldn't see the person three feet away from her...
Lu Zhiyuan thought about it again and again and approved.
…
Buzz——
Gu Ci was drawing lines and felt the shock. He didn't even look at it and just sent it as usual:
[I'm sorry, I didn't know things would turn out like this, I really didn't express your shame.]
A minute later, no reply.
The pen in Gu Cici's hand did not stop, he stared at the drawing paper with all his concentration, and typed perfunctorily with his fingers:
[I also trimmed it specially, I don’t know how they recognized it...I’m sorry]
Still no reply.
Gu Ci Ci erased the qualifying part: [Are you angry? Don't be angry, okay? I will pay attention next time]
On the other end, it was equally quiet as before.
Ancient Ci Ci Changes to Writing [Still...do you mind making our relationship public?]
Zhou Xiaolan glanced at her and then at her mobile phone: "Aren't you afraid of sending the wrong message?"
"No way."
"What if I sent it by mistake?"
"I made a mistake and sent it again."
He Ke'er stared at Gu Cici's back with disgust, now she is the one who looks good!
After Gu Cici drew this line, he picked up his phone and looked at the message bar where there had been no reply for a long time. He thought thoughtfully. With his love for himself, he shouldn't have no reply.
So, he is wary of her? But why is he wary of her? Does he suspect that she loves with ulterior motives? Or does he not trust her feelings?
Gu CiCi leaned back on her seat. She would never allow herself to make such a mistake. For a relationship to be ripe, it must first be ripe, thoroughly cooked, and only then can it fall into place.
Love, of course, must first be loved to death.
So how did she make him suspicious? Or was the information collected not enough?
…
Lu Zhiyuan looked at the messages that came in, ignored them as rubbish, and moved to her friend circle. The "boyfriend" message confirmed their relationship. Regardless of whether it was a prank or not, she would be his girlfriend from now on.
Girlfriend? Lu Zhiyuan's expression relaxed a little. He didn't dislike the word.
Lu Zhiyuan pulled the screen over and placed his hand on the input interface.
(Ancient Porcelain) [You are really angry, I deleted that post]
【I did not do it on purpose】
[Please reply to me.] While repairing the borders, Gu Ci Ci mechanically typed out sentences that had escaped his mind.
Lu Zhiyuan looked at her clean circle of friends, stopped trying to reply, and looked a little gloomy.
Just when Shen Guangyao felt that Mr. Lu would block people in the next step.
Lu Zhiyuan typed expressionlessly: [Okay.]
Shen Guangyao couldn't help but open his eyes. Their communication function was like a decoration. Mr. Lu edited the message!
Gu CiCi took a moment to take a look. The lines on the paper were completed in one go. They were majestic and powerful, and the fingers on the keys moved faster.
【Great, otherwise I don’t know what to do.】
[I didn’t expect them to recognize you, so they didn’t cause you any trouble... Why don’t I treat you to dinner at noon, is it convenient for you? 】
After a long time, news from Lu Zhiyuan came belatedly: "It's up to you."
Gu Cici took a look, put down the sketch, and slowly turned the pen in his hand. He saw a lot of perfunctoryness in these two words.
Why? Is there something wrong with her behavior? Or does he not love her that much at this time?
No matter what it is, she can't just deal with it. It seems that she wants to find out where the problem lies.
Gu CiCi figured out what to do next, and her thoughts returned to her homework. The draft of "Harvest" slowly took shape in her hands. The sun was surging, the scent of wheat was like a song, and it was warm and strong, until she inadvertently raised her head.
, seeing the mutilated version of myself on the glass still felt a little unreal.