When he opened the door and came in, he saw the surprisingly tidy living room, which was just like when he left. There was not even a trace of human fireworks. His face darkened, and he looked down at the short boots on the shoe rack, but did not shout out immediately.
In the foyer, he took off his military cap that was soaked by the rain. His short hair made his features more distinct. The upper body of his military uniform was also soaked by the rain. He took it off, hung it up with a clothes brace, and pulled it off.
He pulled on his stiff uniform shirt, put on his slippers and walked into the bedroom.
The lavender-colored quilt on the big bed had already been spread out and tidied up, and no one was sleeping on it. Conway was stunned and turned to look at the study and Mengmeng's studio next to him. The door there was ajar, and he listened carefully.
You can hear the sound of tidying things up.
He walked over quickly and opened the study door.
The scene inside left him speechless for a while.
She didn't know how she did it, but she actually moved the heavy desk to the window. The large space left was scattered with the books and information he and she had accumulated over the years. His laptop was turned off.
She put it on a chair, wearing jeans and a T-shirt, and she was sitting on the ground arranging it.
"Mengmeng, what are you doing?" Conway walked over and knelt down, reaching out to touch her hair, but she ducked away.
He paused, with a hint of hurt in his eyes. But he quickly sorted out his emotions, lowered his head and helped her sort it out.
Neither of them spoke, and they just went about their own business quietly. The books in their hands were divided into left and right sides and put away. Only when the piles were so high that they could no longer be placed, did Gu Mengmeng stand up and put the books that belonged to her.
Pick it up and put it on the bookshelf.
Conway was stunned. He looked at the mess of his professional books on the ground and asked: "Mengmeng, where are my books?"
Gu Mengmeng said without looking back: "Take your bedroom."
"Your? Bedroom?..." He gradually had a bad feeling in his heart, but he still struggled and said, "Isn't it also yours?"
Gu Mengmeng put down her book and turned to look at him expressionlessly.
"I'm moving the study today."
After a brief silence, Conway blocked her way with a frown.
"no!"
Gu Mengmeng ignored his non-threatening moans, gently pushed the obstacle in front of her with one finger, and opened the door for the IKEA worker who delivered the bed.
The 1.2-meter single practical wooden bed is made of solid wood and has a few soft beige down pillows. It does not look out of place in the study room at all. It seems to be a rest tool for the owner who is tired from reading and working.
Comfortable and simple.
Along with the bed, there were two bonsai camellias sent by the store.
The green branches and leaves are full of vitality, and the white flowers on them have not yet bloomed, and are still covered with fresh rain and dew.
Gu Mengmeng placed the bonsai on the bay window of the study room, and soon a faint fragrance came from the room.
The worker looked at the host and hostess of the house with some strangeness, wondering why they lived in separate rooms. When the pretty female customer asked for the goods, she specified that she slept there.
The male officers seemed quite unhappy, and they did not dare to stay longer. They took care of the warranty card matters and left quickly.
Seeing that Kangwei was still there, Gu Mengmeng was quite helpless. She sat on the new bed, her eyes drifting to Kangwei who was looking gloomy.
"If you like the study, I can also move it back to the bedroom... If you don't like either option, then I will consider..." She paused and Conway looked up at her.
"Move back to the dormitory." She said slowly.
In the end, Gu Mengmeng got his wish and occupied the entire study room. Conway rolled back to the master bedroom holding his things.
In fact, there is still one room that is vacant, but neither of them can live in it, because it is the baby room that He Shanyun prepared for her grandson when she was still well. The baby bed was also bought and put in early, and the space was occupied.
Not to mention that it was full, Gu Mengmeng felt like she was trying to catch a duck every time she entered.
Child. Adorable little baby.
She had never even thought about the existence, but her mother-in-law had already thought carefully about it for them in advance. It can be seen that He Shanyun's enthusiasm for having grandchildren is simply frightening.
Unfortunately, what He Shanyun didn't know was.
As early as when she and Conway decided to get married, they had made an agreement with each other not to consider the possibility of giving birth to the next generation within three years. This decision was made by Major Kang himself, and Gu Mengmeng also wanted to achieve success in her career.
It’s a big deal, so I definitely support his idea with both hands.
Think about it now.
Everything he did turned out to be to leave room for the present.
When she went out, she did not tell Conway in the bedroom. After waiting for the elevator for a long time, when she went downstairs, she met a resident she knew in the same building, a 30-year-old female TV anchor. The two often met in the elevator while working.
The female anchor’s surname is Yang. Gu Mengmeng calls her Miss Yang.
Miss Yang: "Hey, Mengmeng, you haven't started work? (No tasks?)" It may be a professional habit, she always wears heavy makeup.
Gu Mengmeng: "I'm on vacation. Where's Miss Yang, are you going to Taili?"
Miss Yang: "No. I don't know what time I will have to work overtime. We are not as comfortable as your newspaper office. If you want to take a vacation, you can take it." She gestured and rubbed the corners of her eyes that already had small lines, and said helplessly.
Gu Mengmeng smiled lightly and made no comment on her one-sided understanding.
Because only those who have experienced it know that a newspaper office is never a place for leisure, especially as a reporter in the People's Liberation Army newspaper office. The idea of fishing in troubled waters and enjoying idle work is even more wishful thinking. There are hardships and dangers there, and our soldiers are there.
There were military newspaper reporters there.
Only people like Miss Yang who don't know the inside story would think she is very laid-back.
"Where is your lover? Still in the army?" Anchor Yang is still single. She has high standards, but she is very interested in Gu Mengmeng's husband, a major.
"No, I'm at home." Gu Mengmeng played with the bag chain in her hand and answered softly.
"It's raining heavily and there's still a cold wave outside, but he doesn't even want to accompany you." Anchor Yang said she felt sorry for her.