Early in the morning, the alarm clock rang on time. Gu Wancheng groggily got out of bed, looking half-dead.
I had a nightmare yesterday. I dreamt that no one participated in the 3000-meter race at the junior high school sports meet, so the whole class held a guessing game, and he was unlucky enough to be caught.
So he ended up running 3,000 meters all night, and when he woke up in the morning, his whole body ached, but he really did run 3,000 meters.
Bo Yizhou was just about to go for his morning run when he saw him looking like he'd been tilling three acres of land, and said, "Don't get up so early next time, sleep a little longer."
Gu Wancheng shook his head, worried that he might fall asleep and then he wouldn't be able to take Chaochao to school.
It feels like a college student starting work at 8 am.
As soon as he got up, Bo Yizhou pressed him back down, saying, "No need, you can go back to sleep. I'll go take Chaochao there."
Upon hearing this, Gu Wancheng burrowed back under the covers, peeking out her head and blinking her eyes, "You said it yourself, okay?"
Bo Yizhou chuckled and nodded. "Yes, I said so."
"Bye then." Gu Wancheng said, then closed her eyes and, before the sleepiness wore off, immediately went to sleep.
After he closed his eyes, Bo Yizhou went out for his morning run. When it was time to take Chaochao to school, seeing his puzzled expression, he casually said, "Your dad didn't sleep well last night, so he can't take you."
Chaochao asked worriedly, "Is Daddy feeling unwell?"
"A little." Waking up early was like a nightmare coming true for him.
"May I go take a look?" Chaochao asked.
"No, don't bother him now. Let's check on him when we get back tonight."
Bo Yizhou was worried that Gu Wancheng wasn't asleep, Chaochao might see him looking happy and throw a tantrum.
Chaochao nodded. "Okay, let's go then."
Bo Yizhou a sigh of relief; thankfully, he didn't insist on going to see it.
To prevent him from changing his mind, Bo Yizhou sped up, took him out, dropped him off at school, and then turned around and headed straight for the company.
Gu Wancheng woke up at nine o'clock, mainly because she was hungry; her stomach was cramping.
After washing up, I sat at the dining table and ate my breakfast slowly and deliberately.
After eating, I had nothing to do, but it was so early in the morning that I really didn't want to draw.
Stop! He can't have that thought.
Gu Wancheng shook her head, banishing the thought from her mind.
I got up and went back to my room, turned on my computer, took a deep breath, and exhaled all my distracting thoughts. Everything was ready; I just hoped his laziness wouldn't flare up.
Whenever she had the thought of not wanting to move, Gu Wancheng would shake her head vigorously, much like the ancient Chinese story of hanging oneself by one's hair and pricking one's thigh with an awl.
Finally, sleepiness slowly crept in, perhaps because his body was trying to keep him still.
It has to be said, it's quite good at it; it stops drawing as soon as it gets sleepy, afraid of drawing something weird.
Just a second before lying in bed to fall asleep, he was still thinking about why people need to sleep.
I dozed off for a while, then opened my eyes again, feeling utterly weak.
I felt more tired the more I slept; I might as well have run three kilometers.
Perhaps he was too weak. After getting up, Gu Wancheng immediately went for a run. Physical fatigue is always better than mental fatigue.
After running a lap, he was so tired he almost collapsed on the ground. He rarely got to exercise, and he couldn't keep it a secret, so he sent a message to Bo Yizhou.
Gu Wancheng: I just went for a run!
He was flipping through a messy document in his office when he called in the person in charge of the document.
Manager Zhang walked in shakily, feeling flustered as he recalled Li Xiao's sympathetic look.
After entering, he didn't dare to raise his head even once, waiting quietly for Bo Yizhou's judgment.
Just as Bo Yizhou was about to speak, his phone beeped.
Manager Zhang breathed a sigh of relief and sincerely thanked the person who sent the message.
Bo Yizhou heard the sound and made a guess.
He picked up his phone, about to check it, when he remembered Manager Zhang was still there. He looked up and said coldly, "Get out. You'd better not do it again, or you'll be out with them."
Manager Zhang nodded hurriedly and promised that it would never happen again, then scrambled away.
As soon as he stepped outside, he met Li Xiao's surprised gaze. He gave a wry smile and said, "Someone sent a message to President Bo."
Li Xiao understood; he was lucky to have escaped unscathed.
Inside, Bo Yizhou turned on his phone.
Just as he expected, it was a message from Gu Wancheng.
Upon seeing the message he sent, Bo Yizhou looked surprised, wondering if he was seeing things. He blinked and looked again, but it was still the same few words.
After confirming he hadn't misread it, Bo Yizhou frowned deeply. Had something triggered him?
With this slight worry in mind, he replied.
' Bo Yizhou: What happened at home?'
Across from her, Gu Wancheng suddenly sat up, staring incredulously at the message he had sent.
After analyzing those words one by one, I still couldn't believe it.
He actually doubted him! That's outrageous! Can't he exercise?!
He was furious and immediately launched an attack on the chat interface.
' Gu Wancheng: Angry. jpg'
' Gu Wancheng: Bomb jpg'
' Gu Wancheng: Bomb jpg'
After firing more than ten bombs in a row, Gu Wancheng's anger subsided a little.
Bo Yizhou looked at the row of bombs on the screen and rubbed his temples helplessly.
It seems I've stepped on his sore spot, so Bo Yizhou promptly admitted his mistake.
Seeing how sincerely he admitted his mistake, Gu Wancheng's anger completely subsided. When he invited her to go for a morning run together in the future, Gu Wancheng politely and tactfully declined.
Then Gu Wancheng asked him to buy her some small cakes, but he refused.
The reason given was that he had been eating it for several days in a row.
Gu Wancheng's mood immediately plummeted, but Bo Yizhou wasn't wrong; he had indeed been eating like that for many days, and he could feel a little more fat around his waist when he took a shower.
Okay, then I won't eat it.
After chatting with him for a while, I had lunch and then went upstairs to continue drawing.
This time, one of the clients was difficult to talk to, and he was very demanding and asked a lot of questions, even about what equipment Gu Wancheng was using. After finally managing to deal with him, Gu Wancheng was exhausted and anxious.
I told myself that I must be more selective next time I take an order.
I need to finish this order quickly; I don't want to keep dealing with this.
Having made up his mind, Gu Wancheng spent the entire afternoon drawing in his room without stepping out. He only stopped when it was time to pick up Chaochao.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, it should be finished tomorrow.
After picking Chaochao up, he surprisingly finished his homework obediently without needing to be reminded, and then watched TV for half an hour.
Gu Wancheng saw it and was somewhat surprised; he hadn't gone out today.
He immediately asked, "Aren't you going to play with Suisui?"
Chaochao, her eyes glued to the television, replied without looking up from his question, " Suisui isn't home."
No wonder, I knew it! He managed to resist going to play with Suisui.
Gu Wancheng took a glass of water and left, not wanting to disturb him while he was watching TV.