Chapter 80 Ripe Mulberries "Not enough, baby."...
After returning to Lincheng, the next month came in a blink of an eye.
The book signing event was held as scheduled. Sheng Weiyao took a Labor Day holiday and came to help Sang Fu. She packed all the gifts at the hotel a day in advance and brought them to the event on the day of the book signing.
There were several hundred copies, and because they were difficult to pack and carry in Lincheng, they had to be brought to the hotel.
Sang Fu originally planned to do it slowly by herself. She was very calm and steady when doing things, and would not be in a hurry. She could sit on the ground and wrap it all day long. But Sheng Weiyao couldn't bear to let her be alone, so she joined in without saying a word.
After finishing work, Sheng Weiyao came out of the shower exhausted and fell into bed. "What time do you want to get up tomorrow?"
Sangfu was applying hair oil in the bathroom: "Six o'clock."
Sheng Weiyao said, "I can't take it anymore. I'm dying. I can't get enough sleep."
Sang Fu came out of the bathroom and sat on the sofa to organize the cosmetics she would use tomorrow. It would save a lot of time to find out which color of lipstick, blush and eyeshadow was needed for each makeup look.
She smiled and said, "I'll be up at six. You can come over when you wake up."
"No!" Sheng Weiyao said firmly, sitting up and setting the alarm. "I have to go with you. This is your first autograph session. What if you're not familiar with it and get flustered? I've been to so many fan meetings, I know a lot about this."
"The organizers arranged for staff to help me," Sang Fu explained. "It's a rare long vacation. You need to rest and not overwork yourself."
"No, I want to go with you!"
Knowing that Sheng Weiyao was thinking about her, Sang Fu narrowed her eyes and smiled, then walked to the other bed: "Okay, then you come with me tomorrow."
Sheng Weiyao covered herself with the quilt contentedly: "That's more like it. Turn off the lights and go to sleep!"
"Snap!" The lights went out, plunging the room into darkness. Sheng Weiyao mumbled "good night." Sang Fu lay down on her side, her cheek pressed against the soft pillow, and whispered back, "Good night."
Two minutes later, Sheng Weiyao in the next bed moved, turned over and went back to sleep.
The cell phone that Sangfu had hidden under her pillow vibrated slightly at this moment.
She opened her eyes, paused, and took out her cell phone.
The light from the phone screen instantly dispelled the darkness in front of her eyes. Sang Fu squinted her eyes in excitement. She glanced at Sheng Weiyao who was sleeping soundly opposite her, pressed the mute button on the phone, and turned the brightness to the lowest.
Zhuang Mowen: [Are you asleep?]
Sang Fu lay in bed typing: [I'm going to sleep soon, how about you?]
Zhuang Mowen: [I can't sleep for now.]
Before Sang Fu left, Zhuang Mowen was busy with scientific research. She had heard him explain once that something went wrong in some part of the experiment, so she hadn't seen him for several days.
During the day, he would go to school as soon as Sangfu got up. At night, Sangfu had finished taking a bath before she heard the sound of cars coming from the yard downstairs.
The screen light reflected Sang Fu's slightly worried expression. She pursed her lips and edited: [Weren't you busy by this time two days ago? Why are you still busy today?]
She remembered that he told her that it was not a big problem, it would just take some time. Could it be that the problem was actually very difficult?
I was still thinking about this randomly, but at this moment, I received a reply from Zhuang Mowen: [Because someone is not at home today.]
Sang Fu was slightly startled.
[No one is waiting for me in the bedroom to sleep, so I just stay up a little longer.]
So, he used to intentionally not work after returning home?
Sang Fu replied after a while: [Then don’t wait too late.]
Zhuang Mowen: [Okay.]
Sang Fu's lips curled up into a faint smile. Her fingertips touched the screen, and the words "Good night" appeared in the edit box. She was about to click send when she saw him send another message: "Is your waist still hurting?"
“…” She deleted the goodnight: [A little bit.]
Excluding the first night, they had done it twice in the week since returning to Lincheng.
One was on the third day after the wedding, and the other was yesterday.
Counting it as once every two or three days, their frequency wasn't that high, but each time Zhuang Mowen did it, he was very thorough and thorough—at least from Sang Fu's perspective. They got along surprisingly well, and his rounds probably included many of hers.
So every time after it was over, she could sleep soundly for two nights in a row.
Especially since I did two rounds yesterday.
She thought it was over and wanted to take a nap before taking a shower. Before she fell asleep, she felt something pressing against her legs. Sang Fu turned her head, and Zhuang Mowen threw the tied thing into the trash can beside the bed with one hand, and replaced it with a new one as she gradually regained consciousness.
Only then did she realize: "Why is it still...?"
"Because it's not enough, baby," he said.
Zhuang Mowen lowered his head and kissed her shoulder, and before she could turn around while she was leaning sideways, he went in again.
If you don’t feel sore when you wake up the next day, that’s a lie.
Zhuang Mowen: [I'll come back and rub it for you.]
Sang Fu typed "OK", and several related emoticons that she often used popped up on the right.
She paused before clicking send, then moved up a little.
Sanfu: [Animated expressions are good]
…
Although it was her first time to hold a book signing event, Sangfu had a good mental state and was organized and completed everything smoothly from the beginning to the end.
She did not pursue other people's talents and abilities, nor did she force herself to call her baby. She just tried to be sincere enough to every reader who came.
"Mrs. Mulberry, I really, really like you. I finally get to see you today. Can we hug you?"
The first reader who came looked like he was just in college, holding Sanfu's first work. As soon as he saw her, tears welled up in his eyes.
"Of course." Sanfu stood up, stretched out her hand to the girl, and said softly, "Let's hug."
Not long ago, Sangfu was not used to such strange touches, and it is still the same now. She is still the same.
But then someone appeared in her life and made her understand that the temperature of a hug was very hot, a kind of warmth that she longed for.
In front of the people she loved and who loved her, Sanfu thought that she might try to take off her cold armor for a short time.
On the high-speed train back to Lincheng, Sang Fu dozed off with her head propped up because she had been busy all day.
Sheng Weiyao, who was sitting next to her, looked very energetic, playing games silently with headphones on.
By the end of the fight, her expression was getting uglier and uglier. She held her phone upright, her manicure clacking at the screen: [You bastard, do you know how to fight? Someone's beating me up, and you don't know to come and help me! ! ]
Dog Man: [I'm stealing the opponent's tower, isn't this a win?]
She: [Then you won’t care about me anymore? ?]
Dog man: [? ]
Sheng Weiyao was almost fainted from anger. Because she was not allowed to swear in public places, she closed her eyes and tried hard to control her anger, silently telling herself not to be angry, not to be angry, because being angry would give the devil room to maneuver.
When I opened my eyes again, a Weibo pop-up window popped up above the phone screen.
Sheng Weiyao glanced at the content above and was immediately attracted.
She glanced at Sangfu and saw that she looked tired. She looked at her phone again, but she still poked the arm of the person next to her: "Sangfu?"
Sang Fu looked over and asked, "What's wrong, Wei Yao?"
Sheng Weiyao handed her the phone and said, "Good things come in pairs. You just finished the book signing, and the physical book will be released today!"
Sang Fu took a look. She had received this news a few days ago. She smiled and said, "That's great."
"That's great," Sheng Weiyao put away her phone and lowered her voice. "Then you and Professor Zhuang can break up, right?"
Sanfu blinked.
Sheng Weiyao realized it belatedly: "No, Professor Zhuang, didn't you say that we should wait for his grandfather to recover? How is his grandfather?"
Sanfu said, "Well...Grandpa is fine."
Apart from not being able to stand up, there is basically no problem.
"Oh! So, does your cooperation officially end from today?"
Sangfu was speechless.
The last time she wanted to confess to Sheng Weiyao, Sheng Weiyao's boyfriend was having a quarrel with her. She was very annoyed, so Sang Fu gave up the idea.
Moreover, Sheng Weiyao seemed to have tacitly acknowledged that Sang Fu was "heartless". Zhuang Mowen was self-disciplined and polite. After several unsuccessful attempts to bring them together at the beginning, she felt that there would be no spark of love between the two.
So in their later conversations, Sheng Weiyao rarely mentioned this marriage.
So much so that Sanfu never found a suitable opportunity to say it.
After a while, she explained dryly: "Weiyao, actually we have already..."
The next second, the high-speed rail broadcast sounded: "Dear passengers, Lincheng Station is about to arrive. Passengers getting off the train, please pack your luggage..."
Sheng Weiyao listened halfway, then happily took down her suitcase and walked through the long carriage, not forgetting to turn around and say, "It's already been discussed, right? I knew you were still so efficient. You got married in no time, and this divorce is just as quick."
Sanfu: "..."
"Wei Yao..."
She was a little dizzy and tried to explain again, but Sheng Weiyao interrupted her: "Okay, I understand everything. Just wait, I've made up my mind. I want to give you a surprise."
As she spoke, the door opened, and Sheng Weiyao pulled her out: "Let's go."
Sanfu: "..."
It was almost dusk when I left the high-speed rail station.
Sheng Weiyao exclaimed, looking off into the distance: "It's the last day, and Professor Zhuang is still here to pick you up. That's a real sign of faith."
Before Sang Fu could speak, Zhuang Mowen had already walked towards them. Sang Fu had chatted with Zhuang Mowen on the way, and he knew that the book signing would go smoothly, so he came over without asking too many questions and took their luggage. "Would you like to eat something?"
Sheng Weiyao hurriedly said, "We had dinner with Professor Zhuang before we got on the high-speed train."
Hearing this, Zhuang Mowen glanced at Sang Fu, and Sang Fu nodded: "Because I didn't eat much all day, I went to eat right after finishing."
"Well," he said, "then go straight home."
…
Sheng Weiyao was sent first.
Sheng Weiyao got out of the car. Zhuang Mowen followed Sang Fu's gaze and glanced out the window: "Your friend seems quite happy today."
Sanfu: "..."
She didn't know how to explain it to Zhuang Mowen, so she simply said nothing more, "It's vacation time."
As for Wei Yao, she would find a chance to talk to her clearly some other day. There was no rush anyway.
Zhuang Mowen held the steering wheel and said slowly, "Yes, several days of vacation."
“We have to make full use of it.”
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