An Yayu woke up early in the morning and felt a severe headache. She wondered if she had thought too much about yesterday's things, leaving behind sequelae. After a simple wash, she just opened the door and saw Mu Ling knocking on the door.
Feng, the two of them were stunned for a moment.
Coughing slightly to cover up his embarrassment, Mu Lingfeng still had a warm smile on his face, which seemed to never fade away no matter when or where he was, "Yayu, mom asked me to come up and tell you to go down and eat."
Early."
"Auntie is worried, I'm going down now." I don't know why, today Mu Lingfeng always gave An Yayu a strange feeling, and his sight made An Yayu feel like she wanted to escape.
Looking at An Yayu walking by, Mu Lingfeng's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment, with a wry smile, and then he went down to the living room and saw his parents in the living room.
Seeing An Yayu coming down, Mu's mother immediately waved to An Yayu gently, "Yayu, why do you look so bad? Did you not sleep well last night?"
Thinking of what happened last night, An Yayu felt a little helpless. She slowly walked to Mu's mother and sat down. An Yayu said softly: "Actually, that's not the case. I just have too many things on my mind."
Looking at An Yayu next to her with pity, Mu's mother knew that An Yayu was forced to go on a blind date by An's mother, but there were some things that she couldn't control, just like the feelings between children... Hey~
Thinking of this, Mu's mother could only cast an ambiguous look at Mu Lingfeng, "Don't think about anything else. How can any parent not care about their children? Your mother is only worried about your life-long events."
Despite such consolation, sometimes Mu's mother still felt helpless. She hoped that An Yayu and Mu Lingfeng would be together, but it seemed that An Yayu had no feelings for Mu Lingfeng, so she had to let nature take its course.
After chatting with Mu's mother for a while, Mu Qingwu showed up and took her away. She said that when she was in a bad mood, she had to go out to relax. An Yayu didn't know about relaxing, she only knew what Mu Qingwu said about relaxing.
At most, that's all...
Sitting in Mu Qingwu's fiery red sports car, her energy and publicity are the representative of Mu Qingwu. An Yayu, who is sitting next to her, gradually relaxes her tense mood because of the smile on her face.
Put your hands out the window, feel the gentle breeze caressing your palms, close your eyes slightly, and raise the corners of your mouth unconsciously. The energetic ringtone of the mobile phone rang from the bag beside An Yayu. From this ringtone
, An Yayu finally remembered what she had forgotten.
Looking at An Yayu who looked disheveled after hanging up the phone, Mu Qingwu looked at An Yayu strangely and asked cautiously: "Yayu, what's wrong? Whose call is this?"
"I'm the editor of "Dream". Didn't I take over a task before? Because there are many things to do, the task deadline is coming and I haven't finished the manuscript yet." Thinking of this, An Yayu couldn't help but frowned, mainly about
The detailed requirements for that mission are all in my computer, and I can’t even think about going back now.
Mu Qingwu also learned a little about the work that An Yayu was doing. Seeing An Yayu's frown, Mu Qingwu secretly stuck out her tongue and said, "When is the deadline for the task? Do you want my help?"
"
With a faint smile on her lips, she could clearly feel Mu Qingwu's concern, and with a hint of warmth in her heart, she said, "Of course, your first priority is to send me home. As for the rest, I can handle it myself."
Already."
As if he had already guessed what An Yayu said in response, Mu Qingwu didn't say anything and turned to drive towards An Yayu's home, "Well, as your best friend, of course I can't disturb your work. But.
Well, you can't have instant noodles for lunch, otherwise your tender skin will get acne."
He revealed his original plan in one sentence. Indeed, after work, what could be more satisfying than instant noodles without wasting time? After all, I wasted too much time.
Originally, An Yayu's place of residence was not too far from Mu's home. Under Mu Qingwu's full driving force, she stopped at An Yayu's house downstairs and swept her slightly messy hair coquettishly. Mu Qingwu was excited.
He looked at An Yayu who was about to get off the car, "Yayu, wait until I give you a lunch of love. Don't eat instant noodles. That kind of food is really not nutritious."
"Well, I understand, so be careful on the road." She agreed casually. Since someone was delivering the meal, An Yayu would naturally not refuse. Besides, she was her good sister, so of course she would help her when she was in trouble.
She bid farewell to Mu Qingwu happily and watched her red sports car disappear from her sight in a blink of an eye. An Yayu shook her head helplessly. When she thought about her upcoming mission, hey, she was going to be busy again after all.
It only took two minutes from entering the room to turning on the computer. Nothing was done. It was easiest to start the task directly. An Yayu, who was immersed in work, was busy with the manuscript and looking for the required information.
Very.
The melodious ringtone rang in the ears, and the sudden appearance of this music amidst the crackling sounds of fingers tapping on the keyboard made An Yayu relax for a while before she realized. Because of that sudden inspiration, Anya Yu had been typing on the keyboard.
, and under the tireless ringtone, An Yayu sighed and finally picked up the phone, "Hello?"
Ran Haoqian heard that someone finally answered the phone. The resentment accumulated in his heart disappeared just because of that simple single tone. He ignored his own thoughts and said naturally: "What are you doing? Have you eaten?"
This seems to be a question that everyone on the phone likes to ask, but An Yayu, who has her eyes fixed on the computer, has no intention of following the mainstream and saying, "I'm working on a manuscript now. If you have anything, please tell me quickly.
Otherwise I will hang up the phone."
"Are you catching up on the manuscript? Have you finished the meal?" Ran Haoqian's eyes flashed across his watch, not feeling unhappy because of An Yayu's words. It was already twelve o'clock.
Holding her chin lightly with one hand and holding her mobile phone in the other, she stared at the computer with her eyes fixed on the computer to explore her thoughts, "Yeah, isn't it time to eat yet~" Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and An Yayu thought of a good plot, "Not yet.
I told you, I'm going to continue writing, bye." After saying that, An Yayu didn't even bother to hang up the phone, and just put it aside. The person on the other end of the phone would hang up anyway.
She was thinking so, but Ran Haoqian was not. Listening to the crackling sound of the keyboard from An Yayu's side, Ran Haoqian muttered in a low voice: "It seems to be very busy. He must not have eaten yet." After thinking about it, he did not hang up the phone.
Just listening to the occasional whispers or crackling keys on the other end of the phone, there was a faint smile on the corner of my mouth.
After leaving her room, when she saw Ran's mother walking towards her, she nodded slightly and walked straight past her. On the other hand, An Yayu also forgot about Ran Haoqian's phone call in her busy schedule. She didn't pay attention until the end of the section of the manuscript.
Take a rest when you have time.
Lying helplessly in front of the computer desk, creating this kind of thing is really mentally and physically demanding. At least An Yayu felt hungry in her stomach after resting. She looked at the time and saw that it was already past twelve o'clock.
Thinking of what Mu Qingwu said about bringing her lunch, An Yayu couldn't help complaining: "That guy Qingwu went crazy and had fun somewhere. The braised pork rice that was promised, he actually let me go." I really don't want to.
Move on, let's take a rest and then cook instant noodles.
"Braised pork rice?" Although Ran Haoqian couldn't be said to be very familiar with this generation because he rarely hung out, he remembered that Xia Houyin said that there was a restaurant nearby that made particularly delicious braised pork rice.
Just when An Yayu had been mentally building up for a long time, she finally couldn't bear the emptiness in her stomach and was about to get up to cook a feast of instant noodles. The doorbell rang... Her eyes lit up, and An Yayu seemed to have smelled the aroma of braised pork rice.
He ran to the door very happily, opened the door, and looked at... Ran Haoqian in front of him.
