Tang poetry and Song poetry: "."

Looking at one of the unused pillows, Tang Shi pondered for a moment and let out a sigh of relief.

Once your mentality changes, you can see a lot of changes. The difference between before and after is large, which may be too obvious.

Sincerely asking for advice, Fat Brother didn’t hide anything and clapped his hands: “Are you guys dead?”

"You are already in your twenties, why are you so embarrassed?"

"Okay." Tang Shi agreed with a smile: "You are so kind!"

After arriving at his work station, Song Ci looked at the code on the screen, a little absent-mindedly. Looking at the string of codes, he didn't have the usual concentration.

She is not as thick-skinned as Song Ci, and Liu Piaopiao is embarrassed to say some things.

"Silly girl!" Liu Piaopian looked at the Tang poem that she didn't understand.

Suddenly, Tang Shi felt that she was finished. She was thinking about these things. This was no longer a simple matter of wanting a man.

Hearing Song Ci's words, Liu Piaopian smiled.

Sitting on the sofa, Song Ci drank tea and watched her work from the kitchen to the living room, from washing dishes to sweeping the floor and taking out the trash. She didn't sit down until she was done.

After peeling a few more cloves of garlic for him, Tang Shi looked at him and said, "Eat it, I'll be in a hurry to go to work later."

Song Ci: "."

There are two pillows, one is hers and the other is still hers, as are the quilt and bed, half of which is for sleeping and half of which is unused.

She asked to help herself, but it was Song Ci who was embarrassed.

Helping Tang Shi clean up the dishes, Song Ci wanted to help her wash the dishes, but Tang Shi wouldn't let her.

He could imagine that what caused Song Ci to lose his mind like this must be no small matter. If it wasn't a breakup, it was abuse.

Everyone had nothing to do. They all thought about the possibility of being drunk, accidentally, slip of the tongue, or actions. They even delayed their work because of Song Ci.

Talking about how beautiful the moonlight is tonight, Tang Shi threw away her cell phone and rolled around under the quilt, feeling as if she couldn't control a flash flood or a tsunami.

So that’s it.

Standing in front of the mirror, she looked at the conspicuous blush on her face and rubbed her face.

What was originally a two-hour task was not completed after five hours.

It's already getting late. It wasn't too early after dinner. Today it's so late that Tang Shi started to yawn.

"If I meet a girl like you and don't take her home as my wife, she will be called blind." Song Ci took a tissue and wiped her sweat.

Such an important thing is not just a child's play.

Song Ci nodded.

"I was just wondering, would a girl's mood and attitude suddenly become very different?" Song Ci asked about the matter.

Tang Shi feels that the last sentence is made up.

"You thick eyebrows and big eyes, you actually fooled us, and also other girls." Brother Ming gave him a slap.

Also added eggs and meat.

They chattered for a long time, and finally, Sister Ge couldn't listen anymore.

Why does this person always make trouble after eating? She talks alone, and both of them are embarrassed.

"Just send me a message if you want to eat this afternoon." Tang Shi said.

"How are you doing today?" Fatty asked seeing how absent-minded he had been.

Fat Brother:?

Impossible, absolutely impossible. The situation he mentioned usually only occurs after applause. Otherwise, there would be so many changes?

"Can you do it, thin dog?"

For the first time, Song Ci's thought was: Are you the president of the Pacific Management Committee? You have such lenient control.

Did a search.

Yesterday, the sudden and cryptic "I love you" sentence made Tang Shi fall asleep for a long time. When he saw Song Ci in the morning, he felt his heart beating uncontrollably.

He never transitioned to Taihui, just one night, and Song Ci couldn't adapt to this change at all.

This hasn't even started yet, and she's already thinking about the ending.

Pay tribute to Mao Sui.

Song Ci shook his head and said no.

"No! I'm still preparing at this time. I just want to find a time to confess my love. I don't want to be so hasty and say it suddenly." Song Ci replied.

In Sister Ge's opinion, this is the most reasonable situation.

After drinking a few bottles of wine with Tang Shi, Liu Piaopiao's eyes drifted towards Song Ci again.

Those doubts were also put into his mind.

Even my likes have become clearly visible.

It's like a quilt with many layers, some of which are uncovered.

From a good impression to a substantial relationship, it must be different. Changes in attitude, language, and expressions are all included in this change in the relationship.

Virtue!

Sure enough, there are experts in the company, the fat guy with an unattractive appearance, who can answer his questions.

Seeing her humming a little tune as she worked, her smile never broke, which made Song Ci even more confused.

Hey, I can't figure it out.

"Let's eat noodles!" Song Ci agreed and decided to observe quietly.

This change in Tang poetry made him very nervous, but he felt that it would be over if he couldn't enjoy it. He had to know why this happened.

"There has been a big change before and after?" Brother Ming also came over: "Is it possible that you just thought about it?"

Tang Shi didn't react.

He didn't ask this question again, and chatted about other things casually, as if he had never asked anything before.

Tang Shi also looked up at the moon, wondering what was so beautiful about it. They were all the same. What was so good about the moon?

Song Ci: "."

When she wanted to think about it carefully, Song Ci had already changed the subject.

It's obviously intentional.

One minute, no joke, it's not enough to warm up. The Song family's ancestral home is Changshan.

As a result, nothing was discussed.

Liu Piaopiao was too fierce and was no match for her. If Tang Shi hadn't been there, Song Ci would have been able to fight back. But with her here, Song Ci wouldn't be able to say much.

"You asked a question that I don't want to answer, but I can't think of how to answer it." Song Ci said, "You should just keep an eye on me!"

What about burning newspapers on graves?

Song Ci doesn't like others to interfere too much with what he does and what he should do.

When Tang Shi was still thinking about what she wanted to answer and couldn't think of how to answer, Song Ci patted her and asked her to eat quickly.

Lonely and widowed!

"I will give you a pair of headphones then." Song Ci replied.

Brother Ming thinks this situation is the most likely.

Song Ci is also stunned.

"Look at how much salt there is!" Tang Shi put the noodles down, stirred the noodles a few more times, and then handed him the chopsticks.

No matter how confused he is, he would not do such a stupid thing. He is only in his twenties and does not have Alzheimer's disease. If he really told me, how could he not know.

That was an overstatement, and he didn't tell the truth at that time.

Song Ci was embarrassed.

The home is clean and looks very comfortable.

There is no need to be like this. When the time comes, there will be an answer for everything.

I still want a baby!

"Didn't you say that's your partner? You haven't confessed your love yet?" Fatty said in disbelief.

Full of questions, he checked out a shared electric vehicle at the intersection. On the way, he almost bumped into a young lady riding a bicycle, so Song Cicai concentrated on riding.

Song Ci lowered his head and frowned.

Song Ci didn't know how to answer this.

Until Song Ci was about to enter the house, he turned around, looked at the moonlight, and said, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."
To be continued...