Because she has to ride a bicycle to work every day, Xu Chuanchuan rarely wears high heels. She is abruptly shorter than Murong Shi, who is wearing sky-high clothes. This invisible pressure makes her subconsciously want to avoid it. .
Of course, after thinking about it, Xu Chuanchuan didn't do that. She blinked her eyes hard and said, "My waist... Well, it's almost good."
In fact, even Murong Shi herself was a little surprised when she asked that question. She didn't really care about anyone, but at a certain moment, she thought of the novel she read last night, and she happened to run into Xu Chuanchuan, and was eager to ask for proof of something. .
Although Xu Chuanchuan didn't help her guess after answering.
Murong Shi nodded, looking indifferent as if the words just now were just her unconscious greetings. Without further questioning, she opened a door and entered the compartment.
Xu Chuanchuan left inexplicably.
The day was as uneventful as ever.
Xu Chuanchuan rode her broken bicycle back. In view of the heavy traffic flow during the rush hour, she still rides very slowly, and she also answered a phone call while waiting for the traffic light. Xu Xiangxiang called.
"Sister, are you off work? Have you eaten yet?"
There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.
Xu Chuanchuan parked the car on the side of the road and said, "I just got off, I didn't eat. Why are you calling me? If you borrow money, you won't need to talk."
The person on the other end was choked for a moment and hummed, "I miss you, can't you? I'm cheap, I won't borrow money from you, I'll find a way myself."
It is rare for her to have such ambition, and Xu Chuanchuan is deeply relieved: "Okay, if you want the money to earn it yourself, I will fully support you. If you have anything to say, please tell me."
"It's nothing. I don't have class this weekend. I want to play with you."
The 90-second red light was a torment, and there was a long queue on the motorway next to it. Xu Chuanchuan glanced at the traffic that could not be seen, and said with emotion: "The traffic jam is terrible."
He dealt with Xu Xiangxiang casually in his mouth: "Come on, come on."
She didn't notice that a few meters away from her left, a black Maserati President was parked. When she craned her neck and looked back, the impatient people in the car were also looking out.
"Hey, isn't that person..."
Murong Shi, who was playing with her phone, heard Linda's unfinished sentence, raised her head, followed Linda's gaze, and found a bicycle on the side of the road. Almost at first glance, she recognized the person sitting in the car.
The car is girly, pink and a bit old. The little broken car carried a thin body. The man's face was red from the sun, and a few strands of sweat-wet hair stuck to his face. She freed one hand to fiddle with it. Suddenly the center of gravity was unstable, the front of the car swayed, and she slipped off the seat cushion with a little embarrassment.
Seeing this scene, Murong Shi burst out laughing.
With such short legs, he still learns to stand on one foot.
Only half of his face can be seen, but Linda actually recognizes Xu Chuanchuan, but he can't remember his name. This morning, Murong Shi asked her that unusual question, which made her curious about Xu Chuanchuan.
Hearing the laughter coming from her side, Linda turned her head to look, and was stunned for a while.
Linda always thought that Murong Shi couldn't laugh, even though she knew it was absurd. This was the first time she saw Murong Shi show such a complete smile. It was not very bright, but it was undoubtedly moving, like the once-in-a-century ice lotus suddenly blooming.
If Linda were a man, she would definitely be moved by Murong Shi's appearance at the moment. She felt that Murong Shi should smile more, but Murong Shi always put on a cold and undisturbed attitude, and most men would not dare to approach.
Linda didn't dare to say these words casually, she just wondered why Murong Shi was uncharacteristically.
Is it because of that little clerk outside? What's your name Xu
Linda racked her brains thinking about the problem, and suddenly heard Murong Shi remind: "The green light is coming."
The car in front moved, Linda had to withdraw her mind and restart the car. When she looked at the person next to her, the smile on her face was gone.
Xu Chuanchuan's figure was left behind.
Linda glanced casually and saw Murong Shi click on a green icon on the phone. She remembered that it was an APP that Murong Shi specially downloaded to read novels, and couldn't help but ask, "What kind of novel are you reading? Is it so good?"
Murong Shi's slender fingers slid back and forth on the screen, and after hearing the words, she said lightly, "It doesn't look good."
Linda slandered: "It doesn't look good, you still charge so much money."
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Xu Chuanchuan returned to the rental house sweating profusely. She had no appetite and took a pack of instant noodles from the refrigerator.
With the air conditioner blowing and waiting for the water to boil, Xu Chuanchuan turned on the computer, logged in to QQ, and saw an avatar flashing in the lower right corner.
It's an festival.
Anji: "You may not believe it when you say it. Today, Xiangcheng called me to ask me out."
Xu Chuanchuan: "Where are you going? Aren't you two in the same city?"
Anji: "Yeah, she flew to the magic capital today and said that she was going to participate in some kind of comic exhibition, and she wanted to meet me."
Xu Chuanchuan didn't know much about the matter between An Ji and Xiangcheng. After all, she and An Ji knew each other on the second dimension, and she was always embarrassed to inquire about each other's privacy.
Since Anji took the initiative to say it, she also politely cared: "You agreed?"
An Ji: "She sent me a photo of her cos Athena. To be honest, I was a little moved, but I finally refused. I wanted to seduce me with beauty, hum, there is no door!"
Xu Chuanchuan couldn't help laughing, but he didn't understand: "You two have been apart for so long, yet you still have each other's contact information."
An Ji: "You have wronged me. I deleted her long ago. She insisted on pestering me."
Xu Chuanchuan: "Then why is she so obsessed with you?"
Anji: "Probably because she wanted to sleep but I couldn't?"
Xu Chuanchuan: "..."
An Ji: "How are you preparing for your new text?"
Xu Chuanchuan groaned and said, "It's not very good, I'm in labor."
Anji: "Difficult to give birth?"
Isn't it just miscarriage? The source of inspiration for the character design was Murong Shi, but now that he knows Murong Shi's identity, Xu Chuanchuan never dared to make mistakes.
But he was reluctant to let go of his new brain hole. In order to find inspiration again, Xu Chuanchuan searched for a video of Wei Mi on the Internet to watch.
The beginning of everything is difficult, and after staying up all night, Xu Chuanchuan finally got the character design and outline of the new article.
She didn't get enough sleep and couldn't wake up, which made her almost late for work.
When punching in, I met Chen Lina who was almost late. Chen Lina teased her: "It's so cool to take the subway on such a hot day. Look at someone who rides a broken bicycle like you to work every day, and you're not too tired."
Xu Chuanchuan was helpless: "I'm far from the subway entrance."
"Then take the bus!"
"I am car sick."
"You're quite squeamish."
Xu Chuanchuan was noncommittal.
The two entered the hall one after the other, and suddenly heard a voice saying eagerly: "You guys are here just in time, who is free to do me a favor?"
It was Xu Xiaomei from the front desk who stopped them.
Chen Lina: "I'm not free, I'll go first."
"..." Seeing Xu Xiaomei's flustered expression, Xu Chuanchuan didn't know what happened, so he had to walk over, "What are you busy with?"
Xu Xiaomei held a stack of toilet paper in her hand, covered her stomach and frowned, and said, "I ate watermelon last night, and I got sick from eating watermelon. Can you look at the front desk for me?"
Xu Chuanchuan never had to have a morning meeting, and the boss wouldn't say anything when he arrived a few minutes late. Seeing Xu Xiaomei's pained appearance, she didn't even think about it: "Okay, you can go."
Xu Xiaomei smiled happily: "I promise to be back soon. The courier will come over later. Help me give him the registration book for him to fill out. The registration book is here. I'm going."
Without waiting for Xu Chuanchuan to respond, Xu Xiaomei ran away.
Xu Chuanchuan took off his shoulder bag and put it aside, and before he could sit down, the doorbell rang.
Xu Chuanchuan looked up and saw a well-dressed man standing outside, smiling and pointing at the glass door.
Obviously, it is impossible for the courier to dress so decently, so Xu Chuanchuan trotted over to help the man open the door.
"Hello sir, who are you looking for?"
The man put his hands in his pockets, glanced lazily around, and said, "I'm looking for Murong Shi, is she here?"
Xu Chuanchuan didn't know whether Murong Shi was here or not. She smiled and said, "What is your surname, sir? Did you make an appointment before?"
The man pulled out one hand and scratched his hair sprayed with hairspray, and sneered: "I'm her boyfriend, so I still need an appointment to see her?"
Boy friend
Xu Chuanchuan couldn't help looking at the man in front of him. He looks fair and clean, but when he laughs, he is not serious, and when he talks to people, he deliberately gets close.
This face... I seem to have seen it somewhere...
In the next second, Xu Chuanchuan was stunned. Could this man be the unlucky bastard who was slapped by Murong Shi at KFC last time and splashed with Coke
The man got closer and closer. Xu Chuanchuan took a step back and asked persistently, "What is your surname, sir? I want to call and inform Miss Murong."
The man said impatiently, "My surname is Jiang."
"Mr. Jiang, please wait a moment." Xu Chuanchuan ran back to the front desk, picked up the landline and called the general manager's internal number, while observing the man calmly.
Fortunately, apart from being impatient, the man didn't push hard.
After three rings, the phone was connected, and Murong's indifferent voice came over: "What's the matter?"
Xu Chuanchuan looked at the man and lowered his voice: "Miss Murong, there is a Mr. Jiang who... said it was your boyfriend and he wanted to see you."
"Let him go."
"… "