little cloud

Chapter 13 Little Yunduo Don't Cry

Yun Chuan struggled for two days, and finally he could sleep peacefully tonight.But for Luo Heng, this night was still a sleepless night.

During that long "typing" time, Luo Heng has been modifying the text in the dialog box.

If the relationship with Yun Chuan was still warm before, it can be regarded as cooling down very abruptly in the past two days.

Their previous chats seldom had any topics. Luo Heng often saw some interesting news and sent it to Yun Chuan.Yun Chuan will also show him his newly drawn stickers, and share with him some little things that happened in the store.

But, since that day, he never looked for Yun Chuan again, and Yun Chuan also... never looked for him.

It's not that there is nothing to talk about.

During the lunch break, Luo Heng saw a discussion on the cooking software, the topic was how to remove the smell of steamed fish.He remembered that Yun Chuan had said a few days ago that Yun Yun had been getting more and more busy at work recently, and he wanted to learn how to cook to help share the housework, and wanted to ask some cooking tips.

Luo Heng wanted to forward it, but in the end he didn't press the send button.

He was thinking about that question again.

Wanting to learn how to cook is probably the same as wanting an oven. It’s just a casual word in a chat, and it doesn’t necessarily have a serious meaning. Maybe you just need to hear it and don’t take it too seriously.

The result of being too serious is just as embarrassing as last time.

However, if you want to think so, you can't do it.

When he got off work, Luo Heng turned in a different direction and went to Huoshaoyun.

I even thought about the rhetoric: I really can't get used to drinking latte, let's have an American style.

Unexpectedly, this trip failed again.

Huoshaoyun is closed.

Luo Heng stopped by the side of the road, stared at the signboard of Huoshaoyun for a while, then turned around and left in silence.

That night, Luo Heng suffered from insomnia again.

On the way to work the next day with two dark circles under his eyes, Luo Heng was so fascinated that he turned to Huoshaoyun to take another look.

Still didn't open the door.

When there are special circumstances that need to close the business, Yunchuan will send a notice to Moments - many regular customers in the store have Yunchuan's contact information, let me know, so that everyone will not run in vain.

But in the past two days, Yun Chuan was quiet and there was no movement.

For some reason, Luo Heng became sullen again.He bought a glass of American style in the convenience store downstairs of the company and took it upstairs, but he didn't feel right about the taste.

Too sour and bitter.

Even though they are all American style, how can Yunchuan cook them well?

The American latte in the convenience store is the same as the cup of latte last time. It's just that this cup of American latte is not so lucky. It was taken out by Luo Heng during lunch, and the whole cup was thrown into the trash can.

It was past eight o'clock when I got home from get off work in the evening.

Luo Heng was slumped on the sofa, not at all energetic.

The worry about Yunchuan not being open for business for two whole days still overwhelmed the unknown anger that came out of nowhere in his heart. Luo Heng hesitated to click on the dialog box, thinking about what kind of opening remarks he should find.

One didn't pay attention, he first clicked on the little emoji that Yun Chuan sent before.

Oh, the ninth episode of Xiao Yunduo's emoticons is on, Luo Heng quickly downloaded it and read it one by one.

Looking at it, he smiled.

The theme of this ninth emoji is actually cooking.

Each little cloud has a tall hat on its head, some are chopping vegetables, some are cooking, and at a glance, rows of little clouds are busy around.

Luo Heng randomly picked a little Yunduo who was cooking and sent it to him, and asked by the way: [New expression? 】

Take a closer look, and there is a little cloud that eats.

It's so cute to cook and eat by yourself.

The mood of being depressed for two days disappeared, Luo Heng poked the phone screen, and his finger landed on the little short hand of the cloud that was eating big.

It took a while before Yun Chuan replied with a "hmm".

Luo Heng frowned.

It's hard to say the specific reason, but Yun Chuan's one-word reply made Luo Heng feel that something was wrong.

He turned over and sat up on the sofa, holding the phone in both hands, typing seriously, and asked why Huoshaoyun hadn't opened for the past two days.

The phone was hot from his grip, burning his hands.

Luo Heng pursed his lips, and simply threw the phone on the coffee table.

It's just that even letting the phone out of his sight, he couldn't resist his little concern about Yun Chuan's reply.

Luo Heng stretched out his hand, and every time the screen went dark, he would turn it on again.

After repeating it for an unknown number of times, I finally got Yun Chuan's answer.

It only said that the door was indeed not opened, nor did it explain why.

After chatting for a few more words, Yun Chuan made a crying emoji.

Luo Heng looked at the crying little Yunduo and said nothing.

He lay back on the sofa again, and the chandelier in the living room made his eyes sore.

He covered his eyes with the back of his hand, but the light could still pry open his fingers and penetrate directly into his heart.

It was as if the walls that were supposed to be strong were torn apart little by little, and with the appearance of a certain opportunity, the strong castle collapsed.

Pushing aside the ruins and dust that obscured his vision, Luo Heng slowly pieced together a cloud hugging his knees and crying.

When going to work the next day, Luo Heng made a detour and went to Huoshaoyun first to have a look.

Yun Chuan finally opened for business today.

Luo Heng didn't go in, but only took a look from afar.

There were so many guests in the morning, Yun Chuan was a little flustered, but his face was still the same as before, with a gentle and energetic smile.

Luo Heng propped his chin and watched for a while, then quietly left.

After arriving at the company, he sent Yun Chuan a message: [Boss, order a glass of Americano, I'll be there at noon]

Yun Chuan finally recovered in seconds: [Okay! [Little Yunduo drinks coffee.jpg]]

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The author has something to say:

感谢在2022-06-3009:41:46~2022-07-0113:50:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 3 twinkling, twinkling, low-floating; 1 practical manual;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!