07 The seventh cup of coffee
Jiang Ying thought for a while, and tentatively sent a sentence.
[Sunset Orange: Then I will invite you to dinner another day?]
[Jianshan: No, I'm joking.]
[Jianshan: Concentrate on work, don’t get caught fishing again.]
Jiang Ying put down the phone and let out a sigh of relief.
Just when she took a stack of documents and started to organize, the person at the front desk called her and said that there was her courier.
Jiang Ying couldn't remember what she had sent to the company, so she walked over suspiciously.
When Xiao Wu at the front desk saw her, he handed it over and said, "Sister Jiang Ying, what a beautiful flower! My boyfriend gave it?"
Facing the big bouquet of roses in his arms, Jiang Ying was completely stunned, and quickly picked up the card on the flower and opened it.
[Let's have dinner together on Friday night. - Fu Chen
Ps: Blocking is an impolite behavior.]
After hurriedly scanning the two lines of words, Jiang Ying scolded "crazy" in a low voice.
This intractable flower could only be stored at the front desk. Before leaving, Jiang Ying was worried, and approached Xiao Wu and whispered, "Don't talk about it."
Xiao Wu nodded in understanding.
Since the other party is aggressive, Jiang Ying has no reason not to accept the move.
She released Fu Chen from the blacklist and said "Okay, see you on Friday night".
The other party responded quickly, but Jiang Ying ignored him and concentrated on the task at hand.
In the past few days, Fu Chen often sent her messages, but Jiang Ying turned a blind eye, and only confirmed the time and place of the meal on Friday, which was purely regarded as an entertainment.
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On Friday, when the bell rang at six o'clock, colleagues got up and left one after another.
Jiang Ying picked up her bag and didn't go downstairs immediately. She went to the bathroom to use the mirror to touch up her makeup.
She usually wears light makeup at work, but today is different, with red eyeshadow, long eyeliner, red lip glaze, and blush that is heavier than usual.
Her facial features are delicate, she belongs to the pale face type, and she rarely wears such bright and bright makeup.
A delicate slightly aggressive makeup gave her a lot of confidence. After packing up the makeup, Jiang Ying re-tied the bow at the waist of the dress, loosened the ponytail and shook her hair, and tied the hair tie around her wrist.
She stared at herself in front of the mirror for a while, making sure there was nothing unpleasant, before she took a deep breath and walked out.
Fu Chen said he would come to pick her up, but Jiang Ying refused. After getting in the car, he set the navigation according to the location he sent, and Jiang Ying turned the steering wheel to go to the destination.
Fu Chending's place was a western restaurant, maybe it was Rose that made him sure that material was the key to attacking Jiang Ying, and the most important thing he didn't lack was money.
Jiang Ying doesn't like cumbersome and elaborate western food, but fortunately, he wasn't here to eat today. She stood at the door, trimmed her hair, and followed the waiter to the table Fu Chen reserved.
"Coming?" Fu Chen saw her coming, got up and said hello.
When he was about to come over to perform gentlemanly etiquette, Jiang Yingxian pulled out the chair and sat on it.
Seeing Fu Chen's embarrassed expression, Jiang Ying raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter? Sit down."
Fu Chen smiled and said, "You've become quite a lot."
Jiang Ying spread out the napkin and folded it on his lap, and asked, "What was I like before?"
Fu Chen couldn't answer this question, saying it was a reminiscence, but he knew in his heart that if he wanted to talk about it tonight, it's best not to mention a word of the past.
He quietly shifted the topic and asked about Jiang Ying's current situation.
Jiang Ying answered every question he had, and didn't show his face anymore.
She looked at Fu Chen, who was in a suit and leather shoes, and felt that things were different.
A few years of hard work in the business field have made him smooth, and the arrogant and arrogant person in the past can no longer see traces.
Some irrelevant topics, the two of them chatted absentmindedly.
The scarlet liquid was poured into the glass, Jiang Ying lifted the glass and shook it, taking a sip.
Fu Chen gave her a meaningful look and said, "I will always think of you in the past few years."
Jiang Ying put down the glass and asked, "Why?"
"I didn't know it at first, but when I saw you that day, I seemed to know the reason."
Jiang Ying propped her chin and listened to him quietly, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth: "I also have a deep memory of you."
Fu Chen smiled with satisfaction: "Really?"
Jiang Ying maintained a smile on the corner of her mouth, picked up a knife and fork and cut the rib eye on the plate: "If there is no evidence, you insist that the rumor is from me, isolate me and exclude me, lock me in the equipment room to make me late for class, and make myself up for the sports meeting. Advocate signed me up for 800 meters, what else is there?"
When one thing was listed, Fu Chen's face sank: "Do you remember it?"
"Oh, and the basketball that hit me at the gym was probably also your intention."
Fu Chen smiled shyly: "Jiang Ying, it's boring to say this now."
Jiang Ying flattened the corner of her mouth and looked at the person in front of her coldly: "I used to swallow my anger, because I thought it was better to have less than one thing, and you can just wait until you feel boring. Of course, I also have no ability to fight against you. The past is unnecessary. Let me mention it again. If you don't disgust me again now, I will greet you with a smile when I meet you on the road. "
The tip of the knife in his hand slid across the porcelain plate, making a sharp, piercing sound.
"Now, I'm not afraid of causing trouble. If you want to play, I'll play with you. Even if I beat you here today, I can still pay for the medical bills."
Now that his face was torn, Fu Chen didn't bother to pretend. He pulled his tie, his eyes were full of anger, and he snorted coldly: "What are you talking about? I don't know what you are like?"
Jiang Ying looked at him calmly, remembering how cowardly she used to be, and nodded: "Indeed, I used to be a coward."
With a crunch, the chair slid, and Jiang Ying crossed the table to stand in front of Fu Chen.
With a crisp slap on the face, decisive and forceful, Fu Chen's mind went blank for a moment, staring at Jiang Ying, speechless.
This movement alerted other guests in the hall to look over.
Jiang Ying was very satisfied with the effect, and asked Fu Chen with a smile, "Do you think I dare now?"
"Fuck." Fu Chen spat and stood up abruptly to raise his hand.
Just as Jiang Ying was about to raise her left hand holding the knife, she was pulled and fell into her arms.
The handle of the knife fell to the ground, and there were two clanging sounds. Jiang Ying took a breath and raised his head.
Looking at each other, Yun Xian frowned and was also short of breath.
The familiar face in front of her made Jiang Ying's anger instantly cleared, and she opened her mouth and didn't know what to say.
Yun Xian took Jiang Ying's arm, took her behind him, and said to Fu Chen, "Calm down if you have something to say."
Fu Chen looked at the spectators around him. He had the best face, and could not wait to escape quickly. He pointed to Jiang Ying, left a sentence, "I owe you this slap, let's clear it up" and walked away quickly.
Behind him, Jiang Ying couldn't help chasing after him and scolding: "You two clean ass, you owe me a lot!"
Yun Xian grabbed her waving hand in disbelief, picked up the backpack on the table and dragged her out of the store.
At seven o'clock in the evening, it was the lively time, with people coming and going on the street, and the city lights flickering.
When the cool night wind blew, Jiang Ying shook his head, took a deep breath, and the impulsive emotions slowly subsided.
"Why are you here?" Jiang Ying asked Yun Xian.
"Dinner with friends."
"You all, see?"
"Um."
Jiang Ying took a step and sat down, covering her face with her hands.
Yun Xian walked over and sat beside her: "Now you know how embarrassing you are?"
"No, I didn't expect you to be there."
Yun Xian smiled: "I didn't expect you to be so brave."
Jiang Ying tilted her head, biting her lower lip and looking at Yun Xian.
Yunxian asked, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Ying answered honestly, "I'm hesitating."
"Hesitating for what?"
In order to leave a good impression, she has always been suppressing her temper in front of Yun Xian, but she was seen doing so vigorously tonight, and now she wants to break the jar.
"Forget it, that's it anyway." Jiang Ying opened her bag, took out a cigarette case and a lighter, skillfully pulled one out to light it, and began to puff between her fingers.
With the smoke lingering in the air is a burst of sweet fruity aroma.
She shook the cigarette ashes, looked at the street and asked Yunxian, "Are you disappointed in me?"
Yunxian asked, "What are you disappointed about?"
Jiang Ying listed her crimes: "Smoking, swearing, and fighting."
Yun Xian said: "It's just a little unexpected."
Jiang Ying nodded, he was euphemistically expressing his disappointment.
She knew that Yun Xian wanted to ask, but fortunately she said it herself, and now she really wanted to talk to someone: "That, it's my classmate, and my dad is his dad's subordinate. In high school, there was a rumor that he entered the school. His dad paid for our school, and he also did a lot of bad things, all of which were settled by his dad. Later, for some reason, he insisted that it was me who said it. To be honest, although I really treated him I've heard a little bit of all the deeds, but I'm not so boring. But it doesn't matter. He insists that it's me, so it's useless for me to argue. Then I'll be excluded, isolated, and bullied. His brains Cells, it is estimated that every day is used to want to torture me like this."
What used to be a long nightmare can now be finished in a few words, Jiang Ying sighed softly: "It was originally an old past, this mentally handicapped does not know what disease he has recently contracted, and he made a bet with his friends, saying that he will be able to do it in a month. Chase after me. I wanted to meet him today to see what he was going to say, but as soon as my temper came up, I couldn't hold back, so... "
What Jiang Ying was about to say stopped abruptly, because Yun Xian suddenly put his hand on her head and touched it.
"You did the right thing, but it was too impulsive. Let's not talk about anything else, what if I didn't come just now and he punched him down?"
Jiang Ying whispered: "I took a knife to protect myself."
"That's it? Slash his arm without blinking."
Jiang Ying puffed out her cheeks and didn't speak.
Of course she also knew the impulse, but her emotions dictated that she couldn't restrain the anger in her heart.
After a while of silence, Jiang Ying honestly admitted his mistake: "It won't be like this in the future."
Yun Xian put his hand on her head and pressed it gently: "Well, be good."
Jiang Ying raised her eyes, looked at Yun Xian, and said softly, "Can you forget what happened today?"
Yun Xian laughed: "I see, I will delete my memory."
Jiang Ying tried to preserve her image: "Although I smoke, I am really a good girl."
Yun Xian smiled and said nothing.
The Jiang Yinghong dress in front of her was as coquettish as a blood-dropping rose, with a little spark between her fingers, her sad face drowned in the smoke.
Yun Xian just wondered if she was very troubled and what to say to comfort her.
There is a pedestrian street next to it, with a dazzling array of vendors on both sides, and the scent of various snacks wafts in the air.
Jiang Ying didn't eat anything all night, and now she smelled the fragrance and suddenly felt hungry.
Yun Xian followed her gaze, and the city lights were brighter than the stars in the sky. So he suggested, "Let's go shopping."
Jiang Ying agreed, standing up and going forward. She took a few steps and found that Yun Xian hadn't followed, so she looked back: "What's the matter?"
Yun Xian shook his head and followed her footsteps: "I feel like I forgot something, forget it, let's go."
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Inside the western restaurant.
Li Zhicheng was frantically typing on the keyboard.
[What about people?]
[What about people?]
[Where did you go when I went to the toilet?]
[Hey? Yun Hyun?]
[Moses Moses, have you been kidnapped by aliens?]
The author has something to say: Jiang Ying's new id: Sunset Orange (has been blackened)