Chapter 62: How to maintain a long-distance relationship?!
"Master, Master, your pork bone noodle soup is here."
Zhang San gently knocked on the door. After receiving a positive reply, he pushed the door open and walked in: "Then I'll leave it here for you. Remember to eat it while it's hot."
"Ah, thank you, Uncle Zhang."
Hei Yang was sitting at his desk with a frown on his face, looking attentive. When he heard Zhang San's words, he raised his head slightly and forced a smile: "Don't worry, I'll eat it soon."
"Oh."
Zhang San nodded, looked at Hei Yang's face, hesitated and asked, "Well, what's bothering you, young master?"
"Ah? Ah! It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine."
Hei Yang was startled and waved his hand: "Everything else is fine, but why is it so noisy outside? Is there a fight?"
"Ah, no."
Zhang San scratched his head and said honestly: "I'm just bargaining with the buyers I contacted. I'm going to ask them to be quiet?"
"No, no, no, bargaining proves that they are doing things with their heart. Don't dampen their enthusiasm."
Hei Yang quickly refused: "But be careful not to let people secretly line their own pockets and use this as an excuse to suck the blood of the family again."
"Don't worry, we're all watching!"
"Well, that's good."
"Then, I'll go out first if it's okay?"
"Hmm, oh, by the way, Brother Hei Chen and Grandpa Er should also be careful not to disturb their rest."
"Yeah, I understand!"
"..."
Watching Zhang San carefully close the door, Hei Yang sighed, then turned his gaze back, took the hidden papers from under the desk and spread them out on the table again.
Ignoring the inexplicable artistic lines that Hei Yang scribbled when he was upset, the above text came into view.
[How to maintain a long-distance relationship?]
【First,...】
【Second,...】
"..."
"But having said that, although we are engaged, we have never even confessed to each other. Is this really a long-distance relationship and not just wishful thinking on my part?"
Hei Yang sighed and lay on the table, looking like he was giving up on himself: "Besides, I can't think of any good way. In my previous life, I only studied and studied, and I didn't know anything about this!"
"Do you really need to ask elders who have rich life experience for advice on this kind of thing?"
Hei Yang looked sad: "But how can you give me the nerve to say this kind of thing? It's so embarrassing!"
Sighing, Hei Yang sat up straight again, looking at the "Tips for Long Distance Relationships" that he spent half a day summarizing with a rubbish expression. An unreliable aura hit his face, making him feel guilty.
[The first type of long-distance relationship: First of all, you must be lovers before you can have a long-distance relationship, so you need to confess your love first!]
"Ah this...did I write this?!"
Hei Yang's expression froze and he looked away unnaturally: "Ahem, this is not important, next one, next one!"
[The second type of long-distance love: After confirming the relationship, you must first find out the reason for the long-distance relationship. Is it because of work or family environment that caused the two to separate?]
"Ah, the reason why she was arrested seems to have been contributed by me..."
Hei Yang felt even more guilty: "Ah, no, how could I be such a beast? This is completely force majeure. Yes, force majeure has nothing to do with me!
Sure enough, what I wrote is just unreliable, some rubbish tips on long-distance relationships, next one, next one!"
[The third type of long-distance relationship: Are you sure you and your lover understand each other? If so, you might as well put yourself in the perspective of your other half and think about the problem. Think about what you would do if you were in that situation. This can eliminate the second thought.
Many misunderstandings between people.】
"Ha, isn't this better? I still don't understand her. I know her better than her parents!"
Hei Yang finally regained a lot of confidence: "Well, good, let's put ourselves in her shoes, what would I think of Hei Yang now if I were her?"
"Well..."
Hei Yang frowned, adjusted his expression slightly, and entered the state, so he subconsciously opened his mouth and cursed: "Hei Yang, this piece of shit, ah ah ah, so annoying, why didn't he be caught, why! He should be the one to practice hard and I should just lie back and enjoy it. Damn it, damn it, ahhhhh!"
"..."
Hei Yang blinked, feeling even weaker.
"Uh, no, no, she definitely doesn't think so!
Hahaha, it turns out I don’t know her as well as I thought, and the imitation doesn’t look like her at all, yes, it doesn’t look like her at all!”
Hei Yang used his self-understanding skills: self-deception!
The effect is average.
Hei Yang's conscience received some false comfort!
"Bah, what a trick, it won't work at all!"
Hei Yang became angry: "Look at another one, if it's still not reliable, I won't read it, it won't work at all!"
[The fourth type of long-distance relationship: If you really can’t shorten the time of long-distance relationship, you might as well give him more care, make more phone calls, and care about his daily life and work worries.
Under normal circumstances, you can start the topic based on the weather, three meals a day, etc., so as to give the other person a feeling that you are always with him.]
"Well, this sounds pretty good."
Hei Yang's eyes lit up, and he looked at the still warm pork bone noodle soup on the table, and he immediately thought about it!
[Heiyang:[Picture][Picture]]
【Hongli:?】
[Hei Yang: Look, how do you like it? Do you want to eat it?]
[Hongli: Well, I want to eat it, it looks good.]
[Heiyang: Hehe, it’s a pity that you can’t eat it. Are you angry, are you angry?]
【Hongli:?】
[Hongli: What the hell are you!]
[Hongli: Heiyang, I fuck you, you big ***]
[Hongli:********]
[Heiyang:...]
Hei Yang blinked and gently lifted the paper on the table. Several small sparks jumped out from his fingertips and jumped onto the paper.
"Boom!"
The fire illuminated the house and the ashes fell.
Pick up the bowl with one hand and hold the chopsticks with the other.
"Damn it, that summary is really unreliable!"
Hei Yang looked fierce, lowered his head, and ate noodles, which would get cold soon.
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"What the hell...what does this guy Hei Yang mean?"
Hongli had a question mark and subconsciously groped for a few times on her body: "Did he use some despicable and evil props to put on my body to monitor me? Otherwise, how would he know that I am hungry now?"
"..."
"Forget it, if you don't understand it, don't think about it!"
Hong Li scratched her head irritably, swung the spear in her hand, and pressed the tip of the spear against the little Li Huohe who was curled up on the corner of the bed, with a murderous look on her face: "Tell me! Did you steal all my snacks?" p>
"Chirp! Chirp!"
Xiaoli Huohe looked at the woman in front of him in horror. He called her "baby daughter" yesterday, but today he is pointing a spear at her. The adult world is too scary!
"What are you doing standing still? Five seconds, tell me!"
Hongli snorted coldly: "Crying, crying counts as time!"
"Chirp! Chirp!"
Little Li Huohe shook his head wildly. It wasn't her, it definitely wasn't her. She was just a cute little Li Huohe. What bad intentions could she have?
"Not you?"
Hongli's face was filled with suspicion.
"Tweet!"
That’s right, it’s not her!
"That's it."
Hongli nodded thoughtfully: "Then there's nothing we can do. It seems we can only go to the canteen's canteen to buy some more.
Oh, by the way, Xiaohuo, do you think the orange-flavored bread is more delicious, or the strawberry-flavored cookies?"
"Chirp? Chirp!"
Xiaoli Huohe blurted out without thinking, she thought the original candy was the most delicious!
"..."
"..."
"Hmph."
Hongli sneered twice and pressed the tip of the gun against her again: "Mom's good daughter, you are still too young."
"Chirp..."
Xiaoli Huohe's legs felt weak. Well, if he admitted it now, would it be too late?
"It's too late, you should wake up!"
Hongli roared angrily: "I'm going to make you into pork bone noodle soup!"
"Tweet!"
Xiaoli Huohe shook his head crazily. It was impossible. As a Lihuohe, no matter how outrageous she was, there was no way she could turn into pork bone noodle soup! This is not a creature!
"I don't care! I just want to eat pork bone noodle soup, please change it for me!"