Chapter 386 Typing is embarrassing
The next morning, Liu Wangxue woke up in a daze, and heard the sound of heavy rain like a waterfall.
She turned over and saw that the bedroom door was ajar. She turned her head and saw that Pengpeng was no longer in the nest.
She didn't care, she just stared at the ceiling with her eyes open, waiting for consciousness to slowly come back. She tilted her head and rubbed the little porcelain beside her pillow, thinking in her mind that she couldn't go for a morning run today.
After a while, Bang Bang came in. After waiting for a while, when Guaguao also flew in, it turned around and pushed the door with its head, closing it.
Gua Gua had already landed beside Liu Wangxue's pillow and was rubbing against her. Peng Peng saw that Liu Wangxue had woken up, so he came over and put his front paws on the edge of the bed to greet her.
Liu Wangxue reached out and patted its head: "Good morning, did you go out to look for grandpa?"
It rubbed her palm and then lay back in its nest.
It was raining and he couldn't go out. After Peng Bang woke up, he opened the door and went out. He took care of his first priority in the morning in the bathroom, then called Liu Nanshan who had already gotten up, and watched him clean up before returning to the bedroom.
Gugu was originally going to fly to the pomegranate tree to warm up its voice, but it was raining heavily, so it stood on the perch hanging under the eaves of the living room, chirped for a while, and then flew back.
Liu Wangxue buried her face in the quilt, still feeling a little sleepy, and said to herself: "It's a rainy day, it's best to lie in bed and sleep--"
As he was about to close his eyes and take a nap, he suddenly opened them two seconds later and remembered that he had not received a reply to the message he sent to Xu Qingsong last night.
She reached out and touched the mobile phone on the bedside table, picked it up and saw a message prompt on the lit screen.
I excitedly swiped open the lock screen and opened the chat software, only to find a message from a public account.
There wasn’t even a number circled in a red dot in Xu Qingsong’s dialog box. What was displayed on it was still the last message she sent last night: “I wore it to sleep, good night.”
Liu Wangxue looked at the time. It was already past eight o'clock. She didn't believe that Xu Qingsong hadn't gotten up yet at this time.
I'm so angry, so angry! Liu Wangxue clutched her phone and turned over heavily in bed.
Xiaoci and Guaguai beside her pillow didn't know what happened to her. One of them flapped its wings and flew up and landed on the iron railing at the head of the bed. The other one ran away in a few steps and turned back to stare at her.
The more Liu Wangxue thought about it, the angrier she became. She threw back the quilt, supported herself on the bed and sat up. She swiped the lock screen again and entered the chat box with Xu Qingsong. She typed angrily, wishing she could poke a hole in the screen of her phone.
When Xiao Ci saw that she was sitting still, he quietly moved a few steps towards her. After making further sure that she was okay, he climbed into her arms, rubbed his head on her belly, and stepped on it with his front paws.
Liu Wangxue clicked send, picked up the cat and kissed it: "My dear, you are so considerate."
Xu Qingsong got up early. It was raining outside, so he couldn't go for a morning jog. In addition, he received a call from Richard. After washing and changing his clothes, he came to say hello to Liu Nanshan in the kitchen, then went to the studio holding an umbrella.
He originally wanted to send a message to Liu Wangxue to let her know, but when he opened the chat box, he saw the two photos. He didn't reply in time last night, and now it felt inappropriate to say anything - in fact, he hadn't thought about how to reply last night, and now he was even more unsure, so he planned to tell her face to face when he got home from get off work.
It's so obvious that it can't even be called a "hint", it's simply an "explicit indication".
He guessed that Liu Wangxue had ulterior motives in wanting the dress. If he had known earlier, he should have been ruthless and refused to give it to her, otherwise he would be the one who would suffer.
But when Liu Wangxue acted like a spoiled child, he couldn't bear to be cruel.
I can only blame myself.
At the studio, Richard had just taken over the new position and was having trouble adjusting to the time difference. He also wanted to quickly familiarize himself with the work content, so he simply worked all night.
Richard, like Xu Qingsong and Du Yunkai, was also a lead programmer in his previous company. In order to help him get started as quickly as possible, Du Yunkai had already translated some of the game's relevant content into English in advance to facilitate his understanding.
Yesterday he also followed Xu Qingsong and Jin Zhaofei and learned about the work progress and the part he was responsible for.
He got the hang of it smoothly and hardly left his workstation the whole night. His hands were so fast that he almost burned out the keyboard. He felt like he had suddenly regained the feeling of passionate struggle he had in the past.
The day gradually brightened. He had made considerable progress, but when he was working on a team-wide connection with several other colleagues who were also working all night writing code, a small problem arose and the connection failed.
The paragraph he wrote was not very adaptable. It did not run smoothly when put into the main program and it got stuck here.
Richard and several colleagues studied it for a while and revised it two or three times, but it still didn't work.
Several colleagues’ English was not very good, so communication was not that smooth. Sometimes they only had a vague understanding of Richard’s questions and their choice of words in answering was biased, which inadvertently increased the difficulty of the questions.
Richard went up and knocked on Du Yunkai's door. Du Yunkai woke up unexpectedly and was in a bad mood. He didn't want to think at all, so he asked him to go find Xu Qingsong.
He looked at the time, not sure whether Xu Qingsong was awake or not, so he tentatively made a phone call.
By the time Xu Qingsong rushed over and finished his meal, breakfast in the canteen was already ready, so Richard enthusiastically pulled everyone to have breakfast together.
He particularly liked the cooking skills of the Chinese chef. When picking up the food, although the chef didn't quite understand what he said, he still wanted to express his love and praise. After that, he asked Xu Qingsong to help him translate. After hearing it, the chef's face was full of joy.
Richard not only eats, he also wants to learn. He has determined to learn Chinese, and now he has not found a suitable teacher, so he plans to start with the little things in life, first learning spoken Chinese, such as the names of the food for three meals a day.
Yesterday he had learned the three words "steamed buns", "porridge" and "egg" from Jin Zhaofei. This morning he asked Xu Qingsong to teach him other words and read out the words on everyone's plates at the table. He should remember as much as he could.
After breakfast, those who had stayed up all night went upstairs to sleep. It was still raining heavily outside, so Xu Qingsong went to the bar in the leisure area and asked Tao Huaxin for a cup of hot milk, then went to sit on the sofa for a while.
As soon as I sat down, I received a message from Liu Wangxue: [Are you up?]
Xu Qingsong looked at the screen of his mobile phone, and quickly drank some hot milk to calm himself down. Then he picked it up again and typed: [I got up. I won’t be eating breakfast at home today. I received a call from Richard. He encountered some problems, so I came to the studio.]
If he didn't reply, Liu Wangxue would be angry. If he replied like this, Liu Wangxue would be even angrier. She held her phone and fiercely poked the keyboard: [Take a screenshot of our chat box and send it to me]
Xu Qingsong smiled. It was over. His baby was going to call him to task: [Why are you taking screenshots? Aren’t the contents of our chat boxes the same?]
Liu Wangxue took a screenshot and sent it to him: [It should be different. It shows that I sent you a message last night. I don’t know if you received it.]
Xu Qingsong leaned back on the sofa, drank another sip of milk, double-clicked the screen with his knuckles, and sent the screenshot to her: [Received]
Liu Wangxue: [Since you received it, why didn’t you reply? ]
Xu Qingsong: [Baby——]
Liu Wangxue: [Don’t call me, answer the question first]
Xu Qingsong: [Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, I will explain it to you when I get back, okay?]
Liu Wangxue: [No, tell me now]
Xu Qingsong looked around and saw a few people who had just gotten up and had breakfast sitting here. They greeted him: [The studio is here, there are people around.]
The fact that he could send messages back and forth like this meant that he was not busy at the moment, so Liu Wangxue requested: [If anyone is available, just type.]
Xu Qingsong: [I can’t type it out, I’m shy]
Liu Wangxue sent an emoji that said "Do you think I believe it?" [Shy? Think about what you said to me before. Would you feel shy? ]
Xu Qingsong: [So wait until I get back to explain to you. I can say it, but I can’t type it out.]
Liu Wangxue felt that he had really opened his eyes again, but at the same time he couldn't figure out what kind of reason was for not replying to messages, and that typing was actually more difficult than saying it in person? Liu Wangxue: [Humph!!!]
Xu Qingsong: [Baby——]
Liu Wangxue: […Okay then, will you be back at noon?]
Xu Qingsong lowered his head, looked at the chat box, and couldn't help laughing: [Not necessarily, but I will definitely go back at night, love you mua~]
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