On the second day of the May Day holiday, Jiang Ying learned yesterday's lesson. In order to satisfy her little wish to wake up naturally, she set her mobile phone to silent mode.
Unexpectedly, she avoided the phone but couldn't escape the doorbell at eight in the morning.
The other party pressed very level, it seemed that she expected that she would not open immediately, and pressed again at a rhythmical interval, and each interval was just in time for Jiang Ying's "wake up" and "going to sleep". on the node.
After being tortured for almost five minutes, Jiang Ying couldn't stand it any longer. She squinted and stumbled to the door: "Who is it?"
"Meituan Takeaway." A cold and domineering female voice sounded outside the door.
Jiang Ying recognized the owner of the voice, woke up instantly, and opened the door with surprise: "Why are you here?"
Shen Xuan smiled at her, picked up the two big bags on the ground and entered the room: "I'm here to play with you."
Jiang Ying closed the door, walked to the bathroom to wash, brushed his teeth and asked Shen Xuan, "It's from the high-speed rail?"
"Old Zhou drove it all the way to the door." Shen Xuan took out the contents of the bag and brought them all to Jiang Ying.
There are two big bags full of Xiaoyang Shengjian, Net Red Qingtuan, Egg Yolk Crisp, Pork Chop Bun and Rib Rice Cake. Those who didn't know it thought she was a Shanghai snack shopping agent.
Jiang Ying showed a schadenfreude smile: "Have you two quarreled?"
"Fuck, does he dare to make me angry now?" Shen Xuan rubbed his slightly bulging belly, "He is going to Guangzhou on business this afternoon, and I'm bored with no one at home."
After washing her face, Jiang Ying walked to the coffee table, took a closer look, pointed at the fried buns in surprise, and said, "I've been craving this for a long time!"
Shen Xuan got up, put the raw pan fried in the box into the microwave for two minutes, and asked her, "Did you invite Xiangqin out to play on May 1?"
Jiang Ying reacted for two seconds before realizing that she was talking about Yun Xian: "I made an appointment to go to Yuantouzhu, but it's not May Day. There are too many people on May 1st. We plan to go next weekend."
Shen Xuan tapped her shoulder: "Okay, Jiang Zhishu."
Jiang Ying held a fried bun in his mouth and winked at her proudly.
After breakfast, Shen Xuan took Jiang Ying to go shopping.
In the first three months, her fetus was not in good condition, and she stayed at home and did not dare to go out. Now that the situation is stable, she can't be idle and always wants to go out for a walk.
When changing clothes, Jiang Ying habitually took out a white T-shirt and jeans.
Shen Xuan clicked his tongue and asked her, "You just wear this?"
Jiang Ying looked at the clothes in her hand: "What's the matter? You don't go out again."
Shen Xuan took the loose T-shirt from her hand, and stuffed a purple one-shoulder top over it: "Wear it more beautifully, you don't want to lose to me."
Jiang Ying narrowed her eyes and looked at her up and down.
Shen Xuan is delicate and beautiful no matter what. In the past, her hair color would change every once in a while, from linen green to grape purple. When painting, she would use a black hair tie to tie her head in a ball at will, exuding the lazy temperament of an artist all over her body.
Now the expectant mother, who is four months pregnant, has dark brown medium-length hair, and with the exception of a slightly raised belly, she is still as slender as a girl. She wore a green thin knitted jacket over her camisole, and a pair of denim shorts on the lower body, revealing a pair of straight and slender legs.
Because he felt that the room was stuffy, Shen Xuan rolled up his sleeves, and the tattoos covering the inside of his arms were looming, and he didn't know where it had spread from his wrists to where.
It's a girl who can't be hotter.
Jiang Ying nodded thoughtfully, and saluted Shen Xuan: "Look at you, get rid of roughness, and strive to be an urban beauty."
When she was putting on makeup, Shen Xuan was lying on the bed and sent a WeChat message to her husband and said, "Other people look at us and say that I have ruined you for many things. But in fact, I am really wronged, Jiang Ying, you are more daring than I am. You are the virtuous and virtuous person who pretends to be every day."
The two of them, Shen Xuan's eyebrows and eyes are bright, and their personalities are also free and easy, and they are so beautiful that they are publicized. In contrast to her, Jiang Ying looks quiet and reserved, and always retains the image of a good girl in the crowd.
But in fact, it is Jiang Ying who is truly unrestrained and courageous.
People are in modern cities, and their hearts are in all corners of the world.
At the age of nineteen, he learned to smoke. At the age of twenty-one, he tattooed a planet and a rose on his left shoulder. He also took Shen Xuan to learn boxing for a while.
I once took a seven-hour high-speed train to Xiamen, took a pint of beer and blew the sea breeze on the beach, and shouted to the sea under the moonlight at night to vent.
My current wish is to go to Finland to see the Northern Lights and a North American road trip.
Jiang Ying is a romantic person who lives in the mundane world. Even if there are no crowds, even if the adult world is boring and uninteresting, she still has to paint a few colorful strokes on her book.
Jiang Ying picked out an eyeliner, leaned closer to the mirror and raised her chin slightly, and said, "I don't call it daring, I follow my inner desires. People live for only a few decades, and do whatever they want, do whatever they want, youthful It's just for splurge."
Shen Xuan smiled: "It's not appropriate for you to tell me, a pregnant woman."
Jiang Ying looked at Shen Xuan through the mirror, and seemed to have seen them eight years ago through that layer of glass in a trance.
When they first met, they had similar loneliness and self-loathing, and were incompatible with the crowd.
It seems that is why they became friends.
Jiang Ying put on her lipstick and finished the whole makeup. She picked up the perfume on the table and sprayed it on her wrist - Luo Yiwei's postmortem morning, lingering, after dawn, full of desire and gentle and romantic smell.
She got up with satisfaction and said to Shen Xuan, "A woman is a girl until she dies."
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Shen Xuan had been to Xicheng twice, and every time he came, he would go to the wonton shop on the street opposite Jiang Ying Middle School.
Pregnant women have changeable tastes, this time Shen Xuan put down the spoon without taking two bites.
Jiang Ying was worried about her and asked her if she had anything else to eat.
Shen Xuan held his cheek and thought about it: "Well... I want to eat cake."
"Cake? There seems to be a bakery next to me. I'll go buy it." Jiang Ying was about to get up.
"Hey, wait." Shen Xuan grabbed her and smiled meaningfully: "I mean, I want to eat the cake from your Xiangqin store."
Jiang Ying understood her thoughts and sat down again: "Are you waiting for me here? No wonder I dress better today."
Shen Xuan shook her hand: "Let's go, let's go, I'm looking forward to it. How handsome is it? You blow it like this."
Jiang Ying thought about it and described it: "Let's put it this way, every time I go to the tea room to pour water, I can hear the girl from our company discussing what he is wearing today, and he is about to become a celebrity in the science and technology park."
After hearing this, Shen Xuan smacked his lips and reminded her, "Then you have to hurry up, don't let other women get in first."
"No." Jiang Ying shook his head, "As far as I know, the beautiful photographer downstairs in our company hasn't even asked for WeChat."
Shen Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Then how did you get there?"
Jiang Ying took a sip of the soup and replied with a pleasant smile, "He gave it to me on his own initiative."
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Jingle Jingle —
"Welcome." Yun Xian was busy with the latte in his hand, and asked directly without raising his head, "What would you like to drink?"
Jiang Ying skillfully ordered: "A cup of latte, a cup of lime Yakult, and a piece of cheesecake."
Hearing the familiar voice, Yun Xian raised his head, his eyes stopped on Jiang Ying for a few seconds, and then moved to the girl next to her.
"Friend?" he asked Jiang Ying.
"Well." Jiang Ying grabbed the person next to her and introduced, "Shen Xuan, who lives in Shanghai, came to play with me."
Yun Xian smiled and nodded to Shen Xuan, inexplicably felt that the other party's eyes were not very friendly, to be precise, he brought a straightforward examination and investigation.
—Like the mother-in-law who is guarding her son-in-law.
Thinking of this metaphor, Yun Xian invisibly hooked the corner of his mouth, laughing at his jumping thinking ability.
After opening the order, Yun Xian handed over the receipt: "Find a seat and sit down, wait a moment."
Just as Jiang Ying was about to go to the lobby, Shen Xuan pulled out the chair at the bar and sat down.
"Sit here?" Jiang Ying asked.
Shen Xuan nodded: "Well, just sit here."
"Okay." Jiang Ying also sat down and took off the bag on his shoulder.
The distance from the front desk was too close, so Shen Xuan approached Jiang Ying and said in a low voice, "Yes, it's a talent."
Jiang Ying raised her eyebrows awkwardly, as if to praise herself: "Can my vision be wrong?"
"how old are you?"
"thirty."
"native?"
"No, from Beijing, I only came to Xicheng last year."
"What do the family do?"
"... Are you investigating the account?"
"I have to ask carefully when I marry my daughter."
Jiang Ying laughed: "Fuck you, your own daughter is in the womb, I won't bother you anymore."
Shen Xuan stared at her: "Bah bah bah, who said it was a daughter, I want to have a son."
Jiang Ying sighed helplessly: "Xing Xing Xing, son son."
Soon two cups of drinks and cakes were served on their table, Jiang Ying asked Yun Xian, "Is Xinrou not here today?"
"Well, I put her on leave and went to play with my classmates."
"oh, I see."
As soon as Yunxian left, Shen Xuan teased her: "Yoyo, I'm still worrying about the employees, I'm a bit of the boss's consciousness."
Jiang Ying glared at her, gritted her teeth and warned: "You can be quiet for me."
The two of them sat and chatted for a while, from gossip and secrets to the parents, but after a long time there was nothing to talk about.
Suddenly, Shen Xuan slapped the table and shouted, "Look at my memory, forget about it."
Jiang Ying was startled by her and asked, "What's the matter?"
"An unexpected joy, but not yours." Shen Xuan glanced at her apologetically, lowered his head and rummaged in his bag.
Jiang Ying was stunned: "What do you mean?"
"Congratulations, Red Bomb." Shen Xuan took out an invitation from his bag and handed it to Jiang Ying, then denied his own words: "No, it must be a missile at this level."
Jiang received the invitation, and just as he was about to untie the ribbon, he heard Shen Xuan slowly open his lips and said, "Lu Tingyang has brought the wedding date earlier, this is the invitation."
Hearing that, Jiang Ying's movements froze, and she raised her head abruptly and asked, "Didn't he have the wedding in the second half of the year?!"
Shen Xuan said: "His wife is pregnant, otherwise he wouldn't set the date on his birthday. After all, you two were together on his birthday."
Jiang Ying resisted the urge to speak swear words.
Shen Xuan also watched the fun and said, "How can I remember that someone said that he would be there at that time, and he would also bring his boyfriend with him."
Jiang Ying defended herself in a low voice: "I didn't think that things were still far away, so let's talk about it. Who told him that when he broke up, he said that people like me are not worthy of falling in love."
Shen Xuan shook his head and commented on her: "You have to suffer to save face."
"What should I do now? If I don't go, I'll look cowardly. If I go alone, I'll be slapped in the face again." Jiang Ying pounded the Aobai in the cup, and the beautiful love latte could no longer be seen.
Shen Xuan cleared his throat and said, "I think so too, so when Lu Tingyang invited me, I said yes, Jiang Ying will definitely bring her boyfriend there."
Jiang Ying felt amused when he heard this, and asked feebly, "Where can I get a boyfriend?"
Shen Xuan's voice sounded lightly: "He asked me what your boyfriend's surname is, and I said, the surname is Yun."
Jiang Ying took a sigh of relief, her eyes widened, and with a "what the fuck did you say" expression on her face, she gasped for a while, and hurriedly untied the ribbon to open the wedding invitation. "I sincerely invite Miss Jiang Ying", and "Mr. Yun with my partner", which was added later.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she blurted out five words: "Yun, you bastard!"
The effect was so powerful that everyone in the room looked at her, including Yun Xian.
Their eyes met, Yun Xian pointed at himself and asked, "Me?"
Jiang Ying hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no."
Yun Xian raised his eyebrows, looked away and continued to make coffee.
Jiang Ying buried her face behind her arm, gritted her teeth and said to Shen Xuan, "I really thank you."
Shen Xuan smiled and said, "You're welcome."
Jiang Ying slammed her chin on the table: "But even if I want him to accompany me, how can I talk to others?"
"Isn't it easy?" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Shen Xuan raise his voice and shout, "Xiang, ah, that's not right, Boss Yun, Jiang Ying is looking for you for something."
Jiang Weil couldn't cover her mouth in time, and only gave her a hard look before Yun Xian heard the sound.
"What's the matter?" Yun Xian put down the cup in his hand, wiped his hands on the apron, and walked up to her and asked softly.
"It's..." Jiang Ying's mind went blank, scratching his head in embarrassment, "That, I..."
Yun Xian smiled and said very understandingly: "It's okay, you say."
Jiang Ying twisted her fingers and asked bravely, "Can you help me with a favor?"
Yun Xian nodded: "What are you busy with?"
Jiang Ying was confused, and she blurted out, "Can you be my boyfriend?"
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