Back then when he was still in Qin Mu's villa, he pulled himself out of depression and tapped on the keyboard, deleting, modifying and rewriting more than a thousand words, so he had to stand up and divert his attention to prevent his condition from getting worse.

But now, sitting in a clean and tidy rental room, he has replaced a brand new ergonomic chair and keyboard, and even assembled a desktop computer. His mentality is completely different, and he no longer even needs to use drugs to maintain his state.

They were all sentences that he typed out word by word by himself. Wen Suning read it very smoothly. He only used it once and finished it smoothly, and then put it in the editing software for a little processing.to the platform.

As the original author, he should be able to best express the feeling contained in the text.

If he can be selected in the end, he can directly rely on "Jian Bao" to get two shares of money.

Wen Suning thought for a moment, but in the end she didn't change the username of Idle People Listening to "Maple Syrup Spruce".

He thought hard, but couldn't think of a suitable name for the anchor, so he simply entered the word "Su Ning".

That's it, anyway, he doesn't know many people in real life, and the possibility of being discovered is quite low.

Wen Suning read a total of three episodes before stopping. In the blink of an eye, nearly two hours passed. He drank a large glass of water and opened the door to get takeaway.

Carrying the bag to the living room, Wen Suning thought of the movie that she couldn't watch last night because of the power outage.

During the actual pulling process, they will watch at a very slow speed. Repeated rewinding and pausing make it possible to take five or six hours to finish watching a two-hour movie.

And Wen Suning always felt that if Mu Yunsheng came to his house again, the two of them would probably not watch the rest of the movie.

As for the reason, what have to say...is out of his intuition.

So Wen Suning planned to read it by herself.

He turned on the TV, searched for "Portrait of a Burning Woman", and put the film on the TV. Under normal circumstances, he would definitely support the original version, but Wen Suning couldn't find a website with copyright at all.

Also, how could there be an official introduction of such a niche lesbian romance film?

He found the one with the highest picture quality, adjusted it to the progress he saw last night, and sat at the table to unwrap the takeaway.

After watching for ten minutes, Wen Suning began to rejoice that the power outage last night was just right.

After Miss Heloise discovered Marianne's identity as a painter, the atmosphere between the two became more and more ambiguous. Finally, Heloise's mother ordered Marianne to complete the painting within five days.

In this final time limit, they could no longer restrain the turbulent emotions in their hearts and the cruelty of being separated. They embraced, kissed, met each other frankly, and felt each other with every inch of their skin.

The scene of strong love and longing blending is extremely powerful. In front of Mu Yunsheng, Wen Suning watched the cheating scene at the beginning of the first episode of "Darkness" without any disturbance, but at this moment she couldn't help but hold her breath.

But no amount of gentle dependence can prevent the day of parting from coming.

The slow pace of the film perfectly expresses its overly delicate feelings. Rao Wen Suning's indifference and indifference, are immersed in the pain of being in love but only embracing in secret, and about to part forever in a few days.

Sincere and delicate feelings are always the most touching.

Wen Suning ate this dinner intermittently for more than an hour. The final ending of the film was not good. In the era when women were powerless to decide their own marriage and destiny, tragedies were inevitable, but it was precisely because of this that it made people more impressed.profound.

The audience may quickly forget the family reunion, but the tragedy will always be fresh in their memory, and they will still be able to recall the heartache when they think about it years later.

Mu Yunsheng must have seen it before, so he used this movie as a movie, right?

Or did he think that winning the award must be a good one, so he chose it blindly?

The answer may only be clear to Mu Yunsheng himself.

The leftover food on the table was already cold. Wen Suning cleaned up the table and put the leftover food in the refrigerator. It can be warmed up for breakfast tomorrow.

He went back to the bedroom and saw the frog doll on the bedside. Yesterday in the game hall, Mu Yunsheng insisted on showing him the doll-clamping technique, so he made this doll for him. The frog with swollen eyes opened its mouth and smiled,A bitter and happy expression.

The time at night was completely her own again, and Wen Suning began to feel that she didn't know what to do.

It turned out that Mu Yunsheng didn't come, he could have so much free time.

He didn't want to code, and he didn't really want to read audiobooks, so he just went out for a walk.

Wen Suning pushed the door out and almost bumped into Jian Jiaqi.

Both sides retreated in unison to make way for the other side.

It's eight o'clock in the evening. Under normal circumstances, Jian Jiaqi should be squatting at home to broadcast live.

So Wen Suning asked, "Aren't you going to broadcast live tonight?"

"Take a rest, I can't bear the voice too much recently." Jian Jiaqi's voice was indeed a little hoarse, he glanced behind Wen Suning, closed the door of his house, hesitated for half a second, and asked, "Is your friend not here today?"

"Well, he has something else to do."

"That's it."

The two walked downstairs one after the other in silence. Jian Jiaqi noticed that Wen Suning was still in a somewhat awkward posture when going downstairs, and asked, "Are your legs uncomfortable?"

"This exercise made my thigh a little sore."

Jian Jiaqi was surprised: "Did you practice at the gym at the East Road Crossing?"

"Yes, the house is the closest over there."

"I also have an annual card from their family, but I haven't been there a few times."

"I can go to exercise. It's really effective. Now I don't have too much shoulder and back pain after sitting in front of the computer for a long time."

"Really?"

"Yes, and the spirit is obviously much better than before."

"Indeed." Jian Jiaqi nodded. When he saw Wen Suning at first, the young man was pale and weak, showing a subtle sense of fragility in every gesture, and his eyes were full of indelible fatigue.

Seeing that Wen Suning's effect was so obvious, Jian Jiaqi was also moved: "Do you practice by yourself or hire a coach? Private training in Z City should be quite expensive."

"It's quite expensive. My friend specially took the coaching certificate to teach me, and there is no charge."

Jian Jiaqi was stunned: "Is that the friend who basically comes here every day?"

Wen Suning hummed, and heard Jian Jiaqi sigh softly behind her: "You two have such a good relationship."

Yeah?Yes.

After getting acquainted with Mu Yunsheng, they developed a friendship at the fastest speed. When they were in deep trouble, the unconditional helping hands extended to him were so precious. Let Wen Suning know that he can definitely trust himThe presence.

Without even realizing it, Wen Suning changed the subject: "What about you? What are you going to do?"

"I'm going for physical therapy." Jian Jiaqi said, "Tinosynovitis, I found a very famous Chinese acupuncture."

"Is it holding the mouse?"

"Yeah." Jian Jiaqi smiled wryly, "You are so young, you beat yourself up like this by playing games."

Wen Suning: "Playing games for a long time every day really hurts your hands. Do you want to consider expanding the content of the live broadcast?"

Jian Jiaqi: "But I don't know anything except playing games."

Wen Suning: "Who said that chatting is always possible, don't you see that you are chatting well with me now?"

Jian Jiaqi was stunned, yes, he can chat with the barrage, try to chat.

You have to keep one of your voice and your hands.

Or play some other games that don't hurt your hands.

"I am mainly afraid that the audience will be lost. After all, all the audience is now accumulated by me relying on that game."

"Maybe new audiences attracted by new projects are enough to make up for lost old audiences? Work is important, but the body is a lifetime thing."

"I understand the truth, but many times I can't make up my mind to change." Jian Jiaqi sighed with a smile, "But I feel that compared with the beginning, I have improved a lot. After all, I was not very good in real life before.Dare to talk to people."

Wen Suning accompanied Jian Jiaqi to the gate of the community. Jian Jiaqi wanted to take a taxi to the hospital, so the two parted.

He walked aimlessly along the street, and the bustling city Z passed by, but it had nothing to do with him. Wen Suning silently enjoyed the loneliness in the bustle, and suddenly saw a familiar car.

McLaren drove past him and drove more than ten meters before realizing something and slowing down.

Wen Suning quickened her pace and was at the same level as the driver's seat. The car window rolled down slowly, and saw a touch of... Lush green?

Mu Yunsheng's expression was quite subtle. From the posture of holding the steering wheel with both hands, it is not difficult to see his embarrassment and nervousness.

Wen Suning stared at his hair for several seconds before finally shouting tentatively:

"Dark broccoli?"

Mu Yunsheng was holding his breath and concentrating, but now he couldn't hold his breath anymore.

"What!" He raised his hand to cover his head, and the tips of his ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, "What the hell is broccoli?"

Wen Suning: "Why do you..."

The McLaren was parked on the side of the road, not far away was a warning sign for no parking, Mu Yunsheng said succinctly: "Get in the car."

Without saying a word, Wen Suning opened the rear door and sat in.

Mu Yunsheng picked up his speed again, Wen Suning was sitting right behind him, and he could see a few wisps of refreshing green from the gap, he couldn't hold it back, and stretched out his hand to wrap around a strand of hair.

The McLaren suddenly braked and got out of the car. Wen Suning's body leaned forward due to inertia. If it wasn't for his arms, he would almost hit the back of the driver's seat, but his fingers couldn't stop, and he poked Mu Yunsheng straightbehind the ear.

Mu Yunsheng made a fairly obvious movement of turning his head, but he stopped abruptly just after turning more than ten degrees, turned back to the front again, and stared at the not-so-complicated road conditions.

Mu Yunsheng began to regret it.

He catches up on sleep in the morning, and after waking up, he went to get his hair dyed. He wanted to drive for a while, but he arrived near Wen Suning's house without knowing it, and happened to meet him.

Originally, he stepped on the accelerator and pretended not to see it, and it was over, but Mu Yunsheng subconsciously slowed down to say hello to Wen Suning, and by the time he realized that the situation was different from before, it was already too late.

After less than 24 hours, seeing Wen Suning again, Mu Yunsheng's mind is full of the two tasks that Mu Boyan assigned him.

When the mood was mixed, the boy's question came softly from behind: "Why is your hair green?"

"It was just dyed this afternoon." Mu Yunsheng's voice was tight, and he looked straight ahead and said: "Touch carefully, the color may fade."

Wen Suning responded, but didn't stop. Mu Yunsheng could completely imagine how Wen Suning leaned forward and curled his fingers to play with his hair through the slight itching at the tip of his hair.

It has to be said that Mu Yunsheng perfectly controlled his brand-new hair color. It was the first time for Wen Suning to see someone dye his hair green, and found that it was quite white.

"Why did you suddenly want to dye this color?"

Mu Yunsheng was silent for a few seconds, then whispered: "Didn't I promise you back then? I dyed my hair green when my weight rose to 110."

Wen Suning was stunned for a moment, he thought Mu Yunsheng was just joking at that time, even he forgot that there was such a thing.

"Do I have 110? I haven't been on the scale these days."

"Yes." Mu Yunsheng took a deep breath silently. In the end, his rationality could not overcome the turbulent tide in his heart. He heard himself pretending to be calm and authentic:

"I hugged you last night, and I felt it."