After Being Bent by Reader

When arriving at Murong's house, Aunt Lian helped open the door: "Xiao Xu, are you here?"

"Auntie Lian, good evening."

"Good, good." Aunt Lian turned sideways for her to come in, and noticed what she was holding. "Come on, why are you so polite."

Xu Chuanchuan smiled suddenly: "I used to feel embarrassed empty-handed."

"Buying so much is heavy, right? Give it to me, see if your hands are all red."

Xu Chuanchuan wanted to say that he was okay, but Aunt Lian took the things before he even spoke. She rubbed her red palms and asked, "Aunt Mingshu is okay?"

"Oh, I was terrified when I fainted! Fortunately, I was sent to the hospital in time. I am all right now, lying in the room."

"Then is it convenient for me to see her now?"

Without waiting for Aunt Lian to answer, a voice came in. "Why don't you tell me when you arrive?"

Xu Chuan went through the prestige and saw Murong Shi running downstairs wearing slippers "Da Da Da", and ran to her in a blink of an eye.

The eager gaze, the joy and love in the eyes that are so tender that you can't hide it. The person in front of him is so familiar, but Xu Chuanchuan seems to be unable to see through.

Psychologically, she even felt that Murong Shi’s smile at the moment was a bit fake. She didn't start, and said blankly: "I just want to come and see Auntie."

Murong Shi did not notice her strangeness: "She is resting in the room, and I will take you there."

After speaking, he went to pull her hand naturally.

Xu Chuanchuan originally wanted to break away, but Aunt Gu Ji Lian was there to hold back.

As soon as she touched her hand, Murong Shi found something was wrong: "Does it hurt?"

A deep dent was struck out in the palm of his hand, and the pain was a bit painful, but Xu Chuanchuan said stiffly: "It's okay."

Murong Shi spread out her palm and massaged her gently.

Every time Murong Shi treats her so tenderly, Xu Chuanchuan feels like she is being guarded on the cusp of her heart, but now she is in a complicated mood.

She withdrew her hand quietly, lowered her head to cover up the emotions in her eyes, and said, "Don't be like this in your house."

As long as they are not alone, both of them habitually avoid suspicion, and Murong Shi only treats her as shy.

Murong Mingshu’s room was on the second floor. Pushing open the door, Xu Chuanchuan saw a sturdy figure sitting on the bed and feeding Murong Mingshu an apple, and realized that it was Murong Shi’s father Sun An, so she paused slightly.

"Dad and mom, they are coming together." Murong Shi said to the people inside.

"Come on?" Murong Mingshu's pale face showed a dear smile, and his voice sounded weak, "Come in."

Xu Chuanchuan followed Murong Shi and walked in.

Handing the pared apple to his wife, Murong Mingshu shook his head and said that he didn't want to eat it. Sun An put the things back into the fruit basket and stood up slowly. His elite eyes looked up and down Xu Chuanchuan: "This is?"

It was the first time I saw Sun An himself after so many times. According to the description of Murong Poetry in the past, Xu Chuanchuan imagined that Sun An should be a very strict person. I saw it today. She was a little nervous, a decent smile pulled out from the corner of her mouth, and said, "Hello, Mr. Sun. My name is Xu Chuanchuan."

Murong Shi added: "It's my girlfriend."

The term "girlfriend" is very broad. Sun An didn't think deeply, and said without a smile: "I have the impression that you were the one who stayed here last time? Welcome to our house."

Xu Chuanchuan had a strange feeling in her heart. For a moment, she thought that Murong Shi was going out at this time, and her heartbeat missed a beat.

Murong Shi said lightly: "She has been here many times, but you are so busy that you have never seen it once."

A very ordinary sentence, I don't know why, Xu Chuanchuan felt that the atmosphere was stagnant after Murong's poem was said.

There was a crack in Sun An's majestic expression, and he quickly returned to normal. He didn't answer the question, and said, "You guys have a chat. I will have another party in the evening."

"You go slowly." Murong Shi's tone is respectful, but his expression is very cold.

Sun An took a deep look at her, then looked at Murong Mingshu who was leaning against the bed, and said, "Take care of your mother."

"Of course, you don't need to say this."

This sentence actually contained some provocative taste, Xu Chuanchuan was uncomfortable listening to it, let alone Sun An?

Surprisingly, Sun An didn't have an attack. He seemed to be trying his best to endure his emotions, and finally left without saying anything.

Murong Shi went to close the door.

Murong Mingshu sighed heavily and said, "You father and daughter have finally met, so why can't you communicate well?"

Murong Shi said nothing.

Isn't it time to come? Xu Chuanchuan was a little at a loss: "That...I..."

Murong Mingshu noticed her, smiled gently, and said, "You won't be able to talk anymore."

Xu Chuanchuan laughed twice.

Murong Mingshu took her hand affectionately, "You came to see me specifically, right? You're interested, don't worry, I'm fine."

Murong Shi said displeased: "It's okay if you fainted? Do you know how dangerous it is for the elderly to have heatstroke? You are not young anymore and you dare to go out in such a big sun? Now there are no girls of 17 or 18 years old. Isn’t it good to blow the air conditioner at home?"

Murong Mingshu seemed to have gotten used to it. She listened in silence and said, "A girl can't be so fierce."

"You don't have a long memory. I have told you how many times you don't need to do it yourself in the future. You have to listen. Last time you ran to catch the chicken yourself, and your hand was pecked by the chicken. You are such a man Why are adults so disobedient? How can you make me feel relieved to go out to work?"

Murong Mingshu pressed his forehead and said, "Yes, yes, you are right, I will listen to you next time. Why do you become so nagging and your temper is not good? What if no one wants to do it in the future? "

Murong Shi stretched his arms around Xu Chuanchuan's shoulders, and pointedly said: "Don't worry about this."

Mother and daughter, you and me, no one noticed that Xu Chuanchuan's smile was a little stiff.

Seeing that Murong Mingshu was okay, Xu Chuanchuan was finally relieved, but there was one thing still in his mind.

In order not to disturb Murong Mingshu's rest, the two of them retired. Only then did Murong Shi have the opportunity to get close to her, approach her ear, and said, "You don't have to go to work tomorrow, don't leave tonight."

The warm breath penetrated into the ears, and the whole body was numb. Xu Chuanchuan pushed her away sensitively, keeping a proper distance from her: "I have something to tell you."

Murong Shi's face was full of smiles: "What are you talking about?"

Behind him is Murong Mingshu's room, and there is Aunt Lian busy in the kitchen downstairs. Xu Chuanchuan's eyes flashed and said, "Go to your room."

Murong Shi's eyes lit up, she couldn't wait to take her back to the room, closed the door, turned and pressed her to the door.

Xu Chuanchuan inhaled: "Hey!"

"It hurts?" Murong Shi completely misunderstood her meaning and put her hand in between the entry board and her back, but wanted to hug her, but was blocked by something.

Xu Chuanchuan struggled slightly.

"What is it?" Murong Shi looked down and found that it was a bag, so he had to help her take it down.

Xu Chuanchuan pressed her hand: "I have something to say."

"Just kiss me. I haven't seen you in a day." Murong Shi's fiery lips fell.

Xu Chuanchuan was not in the mood to make affection with her now, and his head turned, Murong Shi's lips fell on her cheeks.

The hands holding her arms were weak, but the resistance to the accident was already obvious, and the eager kiss became hesitant.

Until now, Murong Shi realized that Xu Chuanchuan was not quite right: "What's wrong?"

Xu Chuanchuan flashed aside, pressed his back against the door, looked up at her, and went straight in: "Have you lied to me?"

Murong Shi laughed blankly, picked her chin with her index finger, and said, "It's a sudden question. Of course not. Why did I lie to you?"

"No?" Xu Chuanchuan grabbed her restless hand, his face sinking like water, and said every word, "I'll give you another chance."

This is the first time Xu Chuanchuan has spoken to her in such a blunt tone. Murong Shi was taken aback when he heard the words, put away his joking thoughts, and looked at her for a moment: "What do you want to say?"

Xu Chuanchuan looked straight into her eyes, her voice did not fluctuate: "Did you remember it or did you deliberately act?"

Murong Shi looked down and frowned unhappily: "I don't like your expression and this way of speaking."

The two people are almost talking with each other, and they are not in the same channel at all. Xu Chuanchuan took a deep breath and said, "Okay, then I will remind you."

"Remind me? Why can't I understand a word of what you said?" Murong Shi looked down at her and turned her bag, "What are you looking for?"

The zipper got stuck without knowing why, Xu Chuanchuan took a long time to pull it open, and took out the thing Linda gave her before.

"What is this?" Murong Shi asked again. When Xu Chuanchuan raised the thing, she closed her mouth when she saw the express slip.

"Did you see it clearly?" Xu Chuanchuan did not miss the expression on her face, pointing to the sender's column, "'Xu XX', this is me. There is a book in it, which I sent out. Tell me, who is this'passerby poem'?"

"..."

"You already knew my pen name, right?"

"..." Murong Shi gradually remembered.

The time interval was too long, and so many things happened in the middle, Murong Shi completely forgot about this express delivery. She wondered, isn't this express delivered to Linda's house? Why is it in Xu Chuanchuan's hands?

Murong Shi's thoughts turned and the expression on his face changed and changed.

Xu Chuanchuan waited for a long time and got impatient. He took a sigh of relief and said, "I don't want to admit it, do you? Linda told me that this address was given to her on purpose, except this time, the last six books. It was also sent to her. The'Passerby Poem' is obviously you, why do you keep playing tricks on me?!"

"..." The precautions still missed this joint in the end, what else can we say if the evidence is conclusive? Murong Shi raised his hand and surrendered, "Yes, it's me, but I didn't fool you."

"Don't you dare to say?!" A qi and blood rushed into his forehead, Xu Chuanchuan unconsciously pulled out a high voice, "You wear this vest to read my novels, peep at my Weibo, and let me write articles that praise you. Call me to the office to read aloud to you, and you still record! Throwing so many thunders at me and flirting with me on QQ, what do you mean if this is not a shame?!"

"I…"

"I still have chat records in my phone, do you want to quibble?"

Xu Chuanchuan's emotions became more and more excited, and her voice became sharper each time. Murong Shi tried to appease her: "It's not a big deal. You should calm down first."

Xu Chuanchuan was stunned: "Wearing a vest and acting with me, lied to me and lied to me for so long, you actually said that it's not a big deal?"

Murong Shi was choked, paused, and said, "Listen to my explanation first."

"Explain what? Look at what you said to me on Weibo and QQ, didn't you deliberately fool me?"

"I... I just thought you were funny at first, and I didn't mean anything else."

Xu Chuanchuan couldn't stop sneering: "Is it fun to play tricks? Don't you think you are too much?"

"Sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me."

"..."

"Boom boom boom—"

Xu Chuanchuan was taken aback when he heard the knock on the door himself.

Immediately afterwards, Murong Mingshu's voice came in: "Why are you so noisy, what are you two doing inside?"

Xu Chuanchuan secretly said that it was bad, and for a while, she forgot that it was at someone else's house. She quickly settled her emotions and turned around and opened the door.

Seeing Murong Mingshu with a sick look outside the door, Xu Chuanchuan felt guilty and held her back and said, "Does it affect your rest?"

"That's not the case. I wanted to go downstairs when I heard a lot of noise inside, thinking you were arguing."

Murong Shi walked out and said without changing his face, "We didn't quarrel."

Xu Chuanchuan: "..." There was indeed no quarrel, and she had a convulsion by herself.

Murong Shi glanced at Xu Chuanchuan worriedly, Xu Chuanchuan deliberately turned his head away.

"..." At this time, it was not the time to be awkward, Murong Shi asked Murong Mingshu softly, "The dinner is still not ready, would you like to lie down for a while?"

Murong Mingshu waved his hand and said, "It's been a day since I can't bear this waist. I'll go down and walk."

So Murong Shi and Xu Chuanchuan helped them downstairs with Murong Mingshu.

Xu Chuanchuan had a good mood, and said, "Auntie, since you are okay, I will leave first."

Murong Shi looked at her in surprise: "Aunt Lian is already preparing dinner."

"That's right, I'm here, and I'll leave after eating." Murong Mingshu said.

"I'm not hungry." Xu Chuanchuan shrugged, trying to make himself laugh less, and said without blushing and breathing, "I have something to do later, so I have to hurry back before it's dark. Auntie, how are you? Rest, I'm leaving."

"Huh? You just left?" Murong Mingshu didn't react.

"Goodbye." Xu Chuanchuan waved his hand, "Help me tell Aunt Lian, you don't have to send it."

Having said that, Murong Shi followed her out, and quickly grabbed her hand to prevent her from slipping away: "Didn't I tell you before? Can I go after dinner? I will send you back after eating."

"You don't need to send it, I can go by myself." Xu Chuanchuan shook her hand away with a stern face.

Murong Shi said softly: "It's easy to get motion sickness in a car hungry."

"Motion sickness has nothing to do with you." Xu Chuanchuan stared at her fiercely.

"..." Murong Shi looked helpless, "Then what do you want me to do to forgive me?"

Xu Chuanchuan is now hot-headed and unable to think, she didn't even understand why she was angry, and blurted out: "I don't want to talk to you today."

Murong Poetry: "..."

She almost vented the courier into her arms, and walked towards the elevator in a huff.

Murong Shi didn't catch it, and with a "slap", the courier dropped to the ground.

Murong Shi didn't even look at it. He pulled out his legs to chase her, and suddenly heard Murong Mingshu shouting inside: "Little poetry—"

Murong Shi was startled slightly.

After hesitating for a second, Xu Chuanchuan rushed into the elevator.

The moment he rushed out of the elevator, his cell phone rang, and when he saw that it was Murong Shi's call, Xu Chuanchuan hung up without thinking about it.

This should be the first time they had a conflict after they were together, Xu Chuanchuan felt mixed. She knew that Murong Shi would definitely not catch up. After all, Murong Mingshu had to stay and take care of what happened today.

When she didn't answer the phone, Murong Shi changed to WeChat and sent one message again and again, all with explanations and apologies. Xu Chuan did not return one.

After a few minutes, Xu Chuanchuan got into a taxi, and Murong's poems were still being posted, and her heart began to lose ground.

Murong Shi’s attitude of admitting mistakes is very positive, and it can even be said to be low-pitched. Xu Chuanchuan started to reflect on himself with his mobile phone: Am I too much?

She was almost forgiven, but when she opened the Weibo private message, opened QQ, and read the messages sent to her by "Passerby Poetry" before, she didn't get angry.

How could there be such a boring person? He knows who she is, but deliberately put on a vest to fool her.

Before Murong Shi actually said how insincere she is, who is insincere in the end!

Fortunately, she told Murong Shi about writing her own essay, and Murong Shi pretended to be stupid with her, and asked her to teach her how to write comments and how to throw thunder!

Acting so innocent and like that, Xu Chuanchuan still taught her hand in hand with complacency. At that time, Murong Shi must be simmering in joy, right?

I'm so angry.

Wouldn't it be cheaper for her to forgive her like this?

After struggling, Xu Chuanchuan turned off WeChat, switched his fingers to QQ, and clicked on Anji's avatar. When typing, his fingers were shaking.

Xu Chuanchuan: "Let me tell you, passer-by poetry is Murong this bastard!"

An Ji: "What's the situation???"

Typing is not easy, and it took Xu Chuanchuan a long time to explain clearly to An Ji.

An Ji: "My God, this Murong is too good to play!"

Xu Chuanchuan: "So you said I should be angry?!"

An Ji: "How would you tell me to answer? Couples quarreling is not easy to mix with outsiders [Tan Shou]"

Even the "life mentor" Anji didn't help her anymore, and Xu Chuanchuan was immediately confused.

She naturally did not doubt Murong Shi's feelings for her, but she just felt unwilling to be played for so long in vain, so the cold war began.

—"In the codeword?"

-"have you eaten?"

—"Are you still angry?"

—"Tomorrow I will ask Aunt Lian to cook your favorite dish for you, okay?"

-"Asleep?"

…

Xu Chuanchuan's mobile phone hasn't stopped since leaving Murong's house. She simply turned off the sound and vibration.

An Ji invited her to code words together. After opening the document for a long time, she couldn't calm down, so Xu Chuanchuan had to give up.

Turning off the computer, lying on the soft bed, smelling the familiar perfume that belongs to Murong Shi, Xu Chuanchuan feels irritated.

She has never quarreled with anyone, and the Cold War is even more impossible, and now she regrets it a bit.

Actually speaking, Murong Shi did not do anything heinous, but she was awkward to make trouble until now.

"I'm going to take a shower."-This is the message Murong Shi sent to her five minutes ago.

The phone finally stopped, but Xu Chuanchuan's heart was empty. She is too easy to be soft-hearted, it is obviously Murong Shi's fault, but she blames herself for being too hypocritical.

But he couldn't make up his face to reconcile, Xu Chuanchuan felt like a roller coaster all day.

There was a lack of someone beside the bed, and it felt like something was missing. Xu Chuanchuan didn't sleep well all night, looking forward to the dawn with his eyes open.

When it finally dawned, she couldn't hold back her sleep and went to sleep. In a daze, she felt someone staring at her quietly by the bed.

As soon as this thought came out, Xu Chuanchuan woke up quickly, opened his eyes and saw that there was indeed someone crouched by the bed, she was still a little confused.

"I quarreled you?" Murong Shi was wearing a white shirt and her long hair covered her shoulders. She looked so gentle, and even her voice seemed to be full of pampering.

Xu Chuanchuan's heart was poked hard, she opened her mouth, but let out a long yawn: "..."

Murong Shi helped her pull the hair covering her eyes aside, and said: "It's still early, go to bed if you want."

Xu Chuanchuan was too sleepy, she was so dizzy, she subconsciously hugged Murong Shi's hand and rubbed it.

Murong Shi looked at her with a smile: "Are you willing to forgive me?"

One sentence successfully awakened yesterday’s memory. Thinking of yesterday’s unhappiness, Xu Chuanchuan threw away her hand and hummed duplicity: "No way!"

"Hey—" Murong Shi sighed.

With no drowsiness, Xu Chuanchuan got up lazily. She patted Murong Shi's hand that stretched out to hold her. When she lowered her head, she saw a bunch of weird things on the ground: "What are these?"

She has sleepy eyes and a dumb voice that sounds like a baby. Murong Shi wanted to kiss her, but worried about touching the nail like yesterday, so she held her back, pointing to something on the floor and saying, "Washboard, durian, and a malfunctioning keyboard."

Xu Chuanchuan was dumbfounded: "What are you doing with these things?"

"You choose one."

Not so conscious, Xu Chuanchuan rubbed his eyes: "What do you mean?"

"Which one do you want me to kneel?"

"..."