Under the setting sun, this beauty with long black hair, long eyelashes, and slightly curled lips has an indescribable unique charm.
When the golden glow fell on the girl's slightly pale face, Zhao Lingjun felt that he was in a trance.
Zhao Lingjun can guarantee that he has never seen such a tempting girl before.
Not only does this girl have the oval face that Zhao Lingjun has always liked, but her quiet temperament and slightly pale face can easily make people want to hold her in their arms and take good care of her.
Zhao Lingjun knew that this girl's name was Wu Xiaoye.
Zhao Lingjun learned this girl's name at the cost of a pack of cigarettes.
***
"Brother, I want to ask you something." Zhao Lingjun remembered how he asked this girl's name this morning.
"Haha, no problem, just a pack of cigarettes."
"No, you didn't ask me any questions. You just asked me for a pack of cigarettes?" Zhao Lingjun felt that the kind-faced handyman in front of him looked like a butcher who killed without blood.
"Don't you just want to inquire about that girl?" The kind-faced handyman said with a smile.
"How do you know?" Zhao Lingjun was startled, thinking this was simply too weird. "Are you a fortune teller?"
"I'm not a fortune teller, but the first thing every new employee who joins the company inquires about is this girl." The kind-faced handyman smiled, "But you found the right person this time. .My name is Bao Longxing, and my nickname is Bao Daqing. There is nothing in the whole building that I don’t know."
***
Wu Xiaoye is indeed a very special girl.
It is said that Wu Xiaoye never uses any cosmetics or eats any food containing MSG. But she also likes strong coffee. It is said that she likes to use silver utensils. And every month, Wu Xiaoye always takes several days off, and I don't know what she did during those days.
It is said that Wu Xiaoye is a master's student who graduated from a foreign university, but when asked about her major, she always kept silent. Wu Xiaoye's position in the company is financial assistant, and no one would have thought that Wu Xiaoye, who is usually very quiet in the workplace and doesn't talk much, mainly does debt collection work. What is even more surprising is that when Wu Xiaoye takes action, there is rarely a record of failure and return.
But Wu Xiaoye has an even more peculiar characteristic, that is, she has the final say when to collect debts.
Perhaps it is because Wu Xiaoye's work performance is extremely good, so in normal times, even if Wu Xiaoye spends most of her time drinking coffee and reading books, magazines and newspapers, no one cares about her.
***
"Hello." Zhao Lingjun greeted Wu Xiaoye on the balcony next door warmly. Zhao Lingjun was full of affection for this girl.
"Hello." Wu Xiaoye was a little surprised to see Zhao Lingjun appear on the balcony. "Are you new to the company this morning? You live next door to me?"
"Yeah, haha." Zhao Lingjun said with a smile. "Wu Xiaoye, my name is Zhao Lingjun. Please take good care of me when I go to work from now on."
"Haha." Wu Xiaoye smiled with his eyes flashing, and his long eyelashes fluttered. "How do you know my name is Wu Xiaoye?"
"This is a secret." Zhao Lingjun smiled, "If you tell me what you are looking at here, I will tell you how I know your name."
"Haha." After Wu Xiaoye smiled, he looked at Zhao Lingjun quietly for a while. Just when Zhao Lingjun felt that the atmosphere was a bit dull, Wu Xiaoye said with a smile. "Bao Longxing told you, right?"
"How do you know?" Zhao Lingjun was surprised.
"Guess." Wu Xiaoye smiled.
"That's a good guess." Zhao Lingjun said, "Then can you tell me what you are looking at now?"
"You should also take a guess." Wu Xiaoye said.
Zhao Lingjun looked around and saw the setting sun reflecting countless rays of light in the sky, the desolate wasteland outside the community, and someone in the community riding an electric bike heading towards his building.
"Are you watching the sunset?" Zhao Lingjun said with a smile. "I don't think you're looking at the guy riding the electric bike."
"Haha. You guessed it all wrong." Wu Xiaoye said. "I was just checking the weather."
"It depends on the weather?" Zhao Lingjun was very surprised.
"Yes, the weather forecast says it will be good weather tomorrow." Wu Xiaoye looked at Zhao Lingjun and said. "But I always think it will rain tomorrow. So I'm thinking about whether to hang my clothes outside."
"Will it rain tomorrow?" Zhao Lingjun looked at the sunset and the cloudless sky, and couldn't help but smile. "The weather forecast can't be wrong now. The weather is so nice, it shouldn't rain tomorrow."
"Haha, maybe, but I have already decided to hang the clothes in the house." Wu Xiaoye smiled and waved his white hands towards Zhao Lingjun, "I'm going into the house, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow." That night, while dreaming, Zhao Lingjun kept dreaming of Wu Xiaoye waving Bai Shengsheng's little hands and said to himself. "See you tomorrow."
When Zhao Lingjun was in a daze, he seemed to know that he was dreaming, but Zhao Lingjun wanted to keep doing it like this. But early the next morning, Zhao Lingjun was woken up by a crashing sound.
Open the curtains and take a look. Zhao Lingjun was stupid.
It was raining outside the window, and it was raining heavily.
***
At the entrance of his corridor, Zhao Lingjun lingered for a long time. When he was in college, Zhao Lingjun never brought any rain gear. If it rains after class, Zhao Lingjun will rush to the dormitory, take a shower and change clothes. What's more, buying an umbrella in college is not as fast as throwing it away.
But now, Zhao Lingjun looked at the heavy rain outside the corridor, feeling a little helpless. Although the journey from the community to the public station is not far, if you rush to the public station in such rain, you will only become a drowned rat.
"Here you go." Just when Zhao Lingjun was anxious, he heard the footsteps behind him. As soon as he turned around, Zhao Lingjun saw Wu Xiaoye handing over an umbrella. Zhao Lingjun felt great happiness rushing towards him.
"Thank you." When Zhao Lingjun recovered from the petrified state of happiness, Zhao Lingjun discovered that Wu Xiaoye had already walked out for a long time holding a black umbrella with a strange golden pattern rusted on it. "How do you know I don't have an umbrella?"
"You're welcome." Wu Xiaoye's voice came from far away. "My guess."
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