Chapter 1045: It's Good If You're Happy

These days, Gu Shen sometimes asks Zhou Keke how Jian Sangyu lives every day, whether she has been bullied and wronged in the crew or something.

When Zhou Keke replied to Gu Shen today, he casually mentioned that Jian Sangyu's mother called her again, as if she had made some request to Jian Sangyu, but Jian Sangyu refused.

Zhou Keke told Gu Shen that after Jian Sangyu hung up the phone, she was in a dull mood for a long time.

Even if she was talking to someone with a smile on her face, at that moment, she really couldn't find a real smile in her eyes.

Later, Gu Shen asked Zhou Keke to find an opportunity, don't let Jian Sangyu know, and use Jian Sangyu's mobile phone to set the phone numbers of Jian Sangyu's mother and father to be transferred to him unconditionally.

Later, Jane's mother or Jane's father called Jian Sangyu, and he came to pick it up.

As a child, there are some things that Jian Sangyu can't do or say, but Gu Shen has no scruples.

When Jian Sangyu came out of the bathroom, she saw that Zhou Keke was no longer there, she raised her head slightly and lay on the sofa with her head up, idle and bored, taking a few photos of her face with her mobile phone.

took a look at it, then opened WeChat and sent it directly to Gu Shen.

Still holding the pipa and half-covering his face, Chief Gu, am I beautiful? [Picture] [Picture] - Gu Shen's Mrs. Gu.

Gu Shen, who was already preparing to rest in the army, saw the new message prompt on WeChat, and when he opened it, he saw the picture sent by Jian Sangyu, and his eyebrows trembled.

Is it really a day of not being happy?

After thinking about it, Gu Shen replied with a word.

It's good if you're happy. - Mr. Gu of Jian Sangyu.

And Jian Sangyu, who saw Gu Shen's reply in the hotel, directly hugged his mobile phone and laughed.

She could feel the helplessness in Gu Shen's tone from Gu Shen's reply.

However, Jian Sangyu was also a little surprised by this sentence's answer.

She thought that with Gu Shen's temper, she would reply to her directly.

It's ugly, don't make a fuss, rest early.

Just when Jian Sangyu was thinking about how to reply to Gu Shen that you are happy, the next second, Gu Shen sent her another message.

5201314, now that you see it, what's your answer? - Mr. Gu of Jian Sangyu.

Jian Sangyu was stunned, it's been a few days, and this guy is still thinking about this answer?

It's late, I'm so sleepy, I'm going to rest, good night! - Gu Shen's Mrs. Gu.

After sending the news, Jian Sangyu put the phone back on the desktop with a weak heart, and the mask didn't have time to be applied for fifteen minutes, so she went directly to the bathroom to wash her face and burrow into the quilt to really brew sleep.

didn't wait for an answer, Gu Shen, who had waited for a good night, had an urge to make a video call in his heart, but at the last second, he still endured this impulse.

It's okay.

For her, Gu Shen is more patient.

Some people are always itchy and unpracticed.

This sleep, Jian Sangyu slept on a fragrant one.

When she woke up the next morning, Zhou Keke had already knocked on the door outside and told her to get up.

Jian Sangyu yawned, opened the door for Zhou Keke, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash slowly.

"Seeing the way you got up, I knew that you definitely didn't know that Ning Meng had emptied all her scarf, and no one was allowed to comment." Zhou Keke shook her phone, "She is also weak-hearted." ”

"After I publish the truth and don't let anyone be wronged, I won't pay attention." Jian Sangyu shrugged, "In the past, it was an unpleasant thing that belonged to yesterday, if you sleep, you must leave it behind, this is the rule I have set for myself since I was a child, otherwise, people live, unpleasant things happen every day, accumulate day by day, if you don't clean up your emotions, sooner or later you will be crushed by these things." ”

Jian Sangyu poked half of her head out of the bathroom with a refreshing face and smiled at Zhou Keke, "I can eat fried crispy pork!" ”

The corners of Zhou Keke's mouth twitched slightly.

Therefore, Ning Meng's matter is not as important as fried crispy meat here in Jian Sangyu.

Okay.

Seeing that Jian Sangyu could just let go of this matter, Zhou Keke was relieved.