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it is noon now.
Gu Qingchi closed the curtains. There were always curtains on the bed in his bedroom, which made him feel safe. He lay on the bed and curled up. The whole room was very quiet. He could only hear himself in the quiet room. breathing sound.
Gu Qingchi went to bed very early last night and woke up very early. He lay there for a long time with his eyes open and motionless, looking at the folds of his clothes. He ignored the pain in his stomach that started to throb due to hunger. .
The landline phone in the living room rang several times. Gu Qingchi heard it. He closed his eyes tiredly and slowly flapped his wings like a butterfly resting on a dead branch.
He thought that he should answer the phone immediately, but Gu Qingchi never moved.
He curled up in the bed, very safe, as if he was isolated from the whole world. He kept sinking on the dark bottom of the sea, quiet and safe. The ringing of the phone broke this barrier, like a chain, dragging Gu Qingchi up. Come reality, it made him uneasy, this was not right, he heard the ringing and should answer the phone.
The phone rang many times and finally stopped. Gu Qingchi's uneasiness dissipated immediately. It was still quiet and safe here.
However, after a few seconds, the phone started ringing again. The bedroom door was half open, which made the ringing more clear. Little Lihua came to Gu Qingchi's bedroom door from nowhere and pressed against the door. The sweet cry was intertwined with the ringing of the phone, making it seem a bit noisy.
As if he had just gained strength, Gu Qingchi got out of bed and walked through the living room barefoot. The living room was paved with tiles and there was no carpet laid for him by Lu Yu. It was a bit cold. Little Lihua followed closely, like a little It was warm when the stove rubbed against my calves.
I don¡¯t know how many times the phone has hung up automatically.
He picked up the receiver, and before he could speak, the person on the other end spoke hurriedly.
¡°Did something happen?¡±
Even though the sound was somewhat distorted by the transmission of electrical signals, Gu Qingchi could still recognize it immediately.
He was a little stunned and said after a while.
"No."
No, Mom, I¡¯m fine. I¡¯m just a little sad for some reason.
The person on the other side still didn¡¯t seem to feel relieved, and began to chatter worriedly.
"Why does your voice feel hoarse? Do you have a cold? Don't forget to drink some isatis root"
Gu Qingchi responded one by one, sounding too well-behaved.
After talking for a long time, the other party finally remembered what to do.
"I'm here to ask what your name is so I can fill in your name in your address book."
Gu Qingchi didn¡¯t speak for a while. When the person on the other end started to ask worried questions, he spoke again.
"Gu Qingchi, my name is Gu Qingchi."
It was a pleasant surprise on the other side.
¡°Oh, what a coincidence, he has the same last name as my son.¡±
After calling for more than ten minutes, the person on the other end reluctantly said goodbye.
¡°Then I¡¯m going to hang up.¡±
"Um."
Gu Qingchi responded obediently and held the receiver to his ear, waiting for the other party to hang up. After a while, there was no beeping sound, and then he realized and put the receiver back to hang up.
After he hung up, he lowered his head, looked at the phone, and stood in a daze for a while.
The name Gu Qingchi was given by her mother.
*
Mrs. Gu called. She was in a good mood at noon and volunteered to cook.
Neither father nor son had any objections. Mrs. Gu insisted that she did not want Ma Wang¡¯s help, so Ma Wang went to groom Xiao Wang. Xiao Wang was Mrs. Gu¡¯s poodle. She was pregnant. The doctor said she would give birth in the next few days. She was a little lethargic and had been all day long. Lying in the doghouse.
While Ma Wang was talking to Xiao Wang, she raised her head to look at Mrs. Gu, only to find that the two grown men of the Gu family had automatically gathered around the kitchen and blocked the door, blocking Mrs. Gu tightly like two Germans. Pastoral.
She has been working in the Gu family for a long time and looks after Mrs. Gu just like her own daughter. She squeezed Xiao Wang's paws and smiled.
"Look at your parents and your brother, they are cooking. It's great, they are a family."
Finally, three dishes were put on the table at noon, all made of eggplant.
Both Father Gu and Gu Xie said it was delicious. Mrs. Gu also tasted it herself. It was a bit too salty, so she frowned and swallowed it.
Father Gu was eating as usual. He couldn't see anything. He just looked at Mrs. Gu's face.??, different from the usual images of angels, he is not blond, but black-haired. In the painting, he looks angry, squatting on the ground, huge white wings spread behind him, one hand across his lower abdomen, and the other holding a The handle of the gun was broken, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked up, as if he was fighting something in the air.
"This one looks good, but there are a lot of small transparent characters on it. It's really uncomfortable to look at. I'm going to figure out how to get rid of it. ¡¿
This painter¡¯s wife put a bunch of watermarks on the pictures to prevent them from being stolen.
Gu Qingchi forgot about being shy and typed a lot of words to Mrs. Gu to explain what a watermark was. Not long after sending it, Mrs. Gu happily sent a message.
"I see."
A few minutes later, Gu Qingchi received a picture. It was the same picture, but without the watermark.
¡¾I bought this picture. ¡¿
Mrs. Gu put down the mobile phone in her hand and picked up another one on the table. On it was the Weibo private message dialogue interface. Not only did she buy this picture, she also learned how to make an appointment.
Over there, Gu Qingchi followed the watermark to Weibo and found that the blogger had just posted a Weibo post.
¡¾Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu ¡¿
Below are two coded screenshots. The code was printed very directly. It said coded rich woman. The other party first sent a picture and asked the price directly. The blogger responded quickly and officially. It seemed that he was asked More than once.
Blogger: Three thousand, do you want to buy it?
Rich woman who coded: It¡¯s so cheap, of course I¡¯ll buy it.
Blogger: No, I just said that casually, you can bargain.
Rich woman who coded: I want this one, and draw a few more for me, all with Gu Qingchi, and ten more. The price is whatever you want. The money for this one has been transferred, and the extra money will be considered as a tip.
The last one is a transfer picture, with numbers coded on it and only one line written - I won¡¯t tell you how much, anyway, the tip is more expensive than the painting. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com