After putting the bouquet and gifts in the car, the movie had just started when they went upstairs. The VIP theater provided free popcorn and Coke, so Shen Mi asked for one.
This is her first time to the cinema.
Ke Zhan and his roommates had asked her out a few times before. At that time, in order to earn the registration fee for the driving school, Shen Mi went to work in a restaurant after class, and had to play games at night. A two-hour movie was too much of a waste of time for Shen Mi, who was working and studying part-time.
The last time I watched such a big screen was when I was a kid, when the village organized old men and women to take a group of left-behind children to watch an old spy film. Shen Mi was a little uncomfortable with the 3D big screen for the first time, and he couldn't get into the movie after watching for more than ten minutes.
Xie Rongzhuo next to him was staring at the screen intently, the light and shadow of the screen projected on his clear jawline. Such a noble young man could not be seen in remote areas. If Shen Mi had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not believe that a real person could grow a comic book male god face.
She turned her head to look at the screen, and her gaze returned to Xie Rongzhuo's face again. He was more handsome than the male lead in the movie.
"hiss"-
When eating popcorn, he bit his finger, and Shen Mi gasped in pain because his fingers were connected to his heart.
Xie Rongzhuo turned his head, leaned slightly towards her, lowered his neck and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
He was very close, and his breath passed by Shen Mi's ear, tickling it.
My heart feels a little itchy.
"It's okay." Shen Mi twisted his fingers and said nothing more, fearing that he would disturb other people watching the movie.
Shen Mi was stunned at first when his hand was caught, and then he clearly felt Xie Rongzhuo's body temperature, and his heart began to beat uncontrollably again.
Forgetting to take her hand back, she tilted her head and stared at Xie Rongzhuo's profile without blinking.
He continued watching the movie with a calm expression, pinching her index finger and rubbing it back and forth on her fingertips in a soothing manner.
His movements were natural, as if all of this was the normal reaction, just like when she was bullied by her peers while playing as a substitute in the game, he directly bought an account and came in to vent her anger.
That full sense of security made the man sitting next to her feel familiar.
Miraculously, Shen Mi didn't feel the pain in his fingers anymore.
As if he could sense her thoughts, Xie Rongzhuo let go of her hand and chuckled, "Eat slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you."
Shen Mi knew without looking in the mirror that her face must be red at this moment.
*
Coming out of the cinema, Shen Mi listened to the people around him discussing the plot, but he couldn't remember that scene at all.
Maybe what she was watching was not a movie, but Xie Rongzhuo.
The scene of Xie Rongzhuo rubbing her fingers just now flashed back to her mind.
At this moment, the big hand that had held her fingers was holding a mobile phone. Xie Rongzhuo had fair skin and white hands. The black mobile phone made those slender fingers look incredibly beautiful.
Thinking back to the picture of Xie Rongzhuo holding a medicine box that Shen Mi sent to him when he didn't know that Xie Rongzhuo was his master, he couldn't help but feel a thrill in his heart.
That photo is simply killing me.
She still keeps it in the photo album.
Compared with Xie Rongzhuo's hands, Shen Mi felt that her hands were like bear paws.
Shen Mi put her "claw" into her coat pocket, lowered her head and walked forward silently.
She was not a shy person and could remain dignified and graceful in any serious situation. However, when facing Xie Rongzhuo, she suddenly became like a different person and became nervous and at a loss, just like the first time she went for an interview, draining away all the courage in her life.
I don't know what I'm nervous about.
I've clearly said more intimate things to him before.
"Don't like this movie?"
Xie Rongzhuo stood beside her without her knowing when.
Shen Mi was a little slow to react, and after a pause he replied, "Not bad."
Xie Rongzhuo asked again: "What did you like to watch when you went out with others?"
Shen Mi: “Never been here.”
Xie Rongzhuo turned his head and looked at her with an unclear expression.
Shen Mi raised her head and met his gaze, subconsciously slowing down her pace, "I used to work in a restaurant, and whenever I had free time at night, I would level up in the game, so I didn't have time to come out."
She didn't know why she had to explain so obediently. Maybe Xie Rongzhuo's eyes just now were too captivating, carrying an invisible sense of oppression. Shen Mi had a strong premonition at that moment that if she didn't answer the question properly, she would be in trouble.
Xie Rongzhuo said "hmm" and stopped to wait for the elevator.
He seemed satisfied with her answer.
The light flickered in his eyes, reflecting her face. That strange feeling of discomfort came up again. Shen Mi looked away, not daring to look at him again.
He said, "It's still early, do you want to go get something to eat?"
Thinking that Xie Rongzhuo didn't eat much for dinner, Shen Mi nodded: "What do you want to eat? I'll book a restaurant." She took out her cell phone and her occupational disease kicked in.
Xie Rongzhuo did not answer: "Have you forgotten that I am the one who invited you today?"
Shen Mi put away his phone and looked at him: "Well, what do you want to eat? I'll go with you."
*
Xie Rongzhuo chose an old porridge shop that had been open for more than 20 years. It was not the busiest time of the day and there were seats by the window.
Not long after we ordered the dishes, a plate of fried rice noodles was served on the table.
Xie Rongzhuo suddenly said something in Cantonese.
His Cantonese pronunciation was very sexy and pleasant. Shen Mi didn't understand it. His attention was focused on his clear, cold and deep voice, and he felt a little itchy.
He repeated it in Mandarin.
"My grandmother is from Guangdong. When I was a kid, I ate the noodles she fried. They were delicious."
At this time, the waiter brought the hot casserole porridge.
Xie Rongzhuo picked up an empty bowl, filled it with half a bowl and handed it to Shen Mi: "The porridge here is very sweet, you try it."
"Thank you." Shen Mi picked up the spoon, lowered his head and took a sip, then raised the corner of his mouth: "It tastes good."
Xie Rongzhuo said: "There is also a restaurant that serves authentic roast goose rice. I'll take you there some other day."
Xie Rongzhuo was a man who would rather say one word than two. Tonight, he stopped being frugal with his words and suddenly became down-to-earth.
The disappeared sense of familiarity returned, as if the person sitting opposite was not the president of Ruixing Bank, but the master.
Shen Mi relaxed unconsciously: "Okay."
*
The car was parked quite far away, and after coming out of the late-night snack shop, Shen Mi and Xie Rongzhuo walked side by side on the sidewalk.
The bright moon hangs in the sky, and the evening breeze is cool.
There are a lot of people on the road tonight, and all the young people are out. Young couples on the roadside are holding hands and hugging each other, expressing their love to each other, not caring about the eyes of others, and only have each other in their eyes.
But that was other people's romance. Shen Mi and Xie Rongzhuo remained silent, and the silence seemed to continue to spread.
She raised her head, and Xie Rongzhuo suddenly turned his head as if he had sensed something.
Eyes met.
This time Shen Mi did not hide, and met his gaze generously, breaking the silence: "Well, there is something I want to talk to you about."
Xie Rongzhuo seemed to know what she was going to say.
"Have you figured it out?"
I don't know when they started to develop a tacit understanding, but with just a word or a look from her, Xie Rongzhuo could guess what she was going to say or do.
This kind of "manipulated" tacit understanding was originally very disadvantageous to Shen Mi, but now it saved the trouble of laying the groundwork for the opening remarks and turned into a good thing.
"I thought about it and I really should apologize to you. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that to you before." Shen Mi cleared his throat, turned his face away, and said with an unnatural expression: "I misunderstood, you are not a scumbag."
Xie Rongzhuo: "What did you misunderstand?"
Shen Mi: "I mistakenly thought you were deliberately exuding charm to seduce me."
Xie Rongzhuo tilted his head and glanced at her: "How do you know I didn't do it on purpose?"
Shen Mi: “?”
"You continue."
"Okay." Shen Mi continued, "You didn't tell me that you were Qingqing's uncle, and I said bad things about you." She avoided the main point and said, "We both made mistakes, so why not make it even. What do you think?"
Xie Rongzhuo raised his eyebrows: "Not so good. It's even, I lost."
"Ah? Oh." Shen Mi hurriedly took out his cell phone: "I'll transfer the money for the refrigerator and air conditioner to you-"
Xie Rongzhuo held her hand and said, "That's not what I'm talking about."
Shen Mi's fingers trembled slightly, and he looked up at him: "What is that?"
Xie Rongzhuo took his hand back and glanced at her: "You have to compensate me for my disciple."
"… "
This is to stop her with what she said before.
When Shen Mi first learned that Xie Rongzhuo was her master, it was like a bolt from the blue. She was a little dazed, and her behavior and language became strange. Now that Xie Rongzhuo brought up the past, she felt a little embarrassed. She turned her face away and pretended to look around.
"Oh, have you walked past that? I remember the car was parked over there." She pointed across the street.
She thought that the matter would be over if she interrupted him, but Xie Rongzhuo was not bothered by her: "I remember someone said that I am her master after get off work."
He looked at his watch, raised his eyelids, and said meaningfully, "Are you still working overtime?"
She has been avoiding him quite obviously recently. "Once a teacher, always a father. I am—" Shen Mi made an excuse, "Girls avoid their fathers when they grow up."
"… "
The emotions in Xie Rongzhuo's eyes changed several times, and he suddenly laughed: "Well, I was on the phone all night those few nights, coaxing my daughter."
Shen Mi blurted out: "Do you like playing this kind of thing?"
"… "
What's wrong with me tonight? My mouth is a little out of control.
She glanced secretly at Xie Rongzhuo.
Shen Mi had never seen so many micro-expressions on Xie Rongzhuo's face. He wanted to say something but stopped, his jaw was tense, and his lips were slowly straightening, as if he had endured to the limit.
The green light came on, but Shen Mi was still standing there in a daze. Her wrist tightened, and Xie Rongzhuo pulled her across the zebra crossing.
His grip was so strong that it hurt Shen Mi.
After crossing the road, Xie Rongzhuo withdrew his hand, stared at Shen Mi for a few seconds, and sighed softly: "Shen Mi, are you focusing all your energy on making money?"
really.
But the look of disdain in his eyes didn't seem like he was praising her at all.
Fortunately, she was thick-skinned. Shen Mi rubbed her wrist and smiled: "Then can you let me do the project?"
Xie Rongzhuo had a gloomy face and asked calmly, "Why do you want to do a project?"
"Because the commission is high." Shen Mi did not hide his ambition, "I want to make more money."
Xie Rongzhuo looked down at her, his lenses were glazed and his eyes were deep: "Shen Mi, are you stupid? Don't you know how to take a shortcut?"
Shen Mi: "What shortcut?"
Xie Rongzhuo closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Nothing, let's go."
No, what's the point of saying half of the sentence
Shen Mi shamelessly chased after Xie Rongzhuo, tilted his head and smiled: "Master."
She has always been able to bend and stretch.
"Can you show me the way forward?"
Xie Rongzhuo sneered: "Now you know how to recognize me?"
"I have always recognized you. It's not because I feel ashamed or embarrassed that I give you some space to accept my rebellious behavior."
"I have been reflecting on myself these days. Why would a disciple do such a thing? I couldn't even recognize my master standing in front of me! It is simply unreasonable and unforgivable."
"Not only do you not know how to respect your teacher, but you also always disturb your master's sleep!"
"You are so hypocritical and squeamish! You should teach me a lesson and let me suffer more while doing the project!"
What responded to her was Xie Rongzhuo's indifferent back.
Xie Rongzhuo had long legs, and Shen Mi couldn't run fast in her high heels, so he was panting while chasing after her.
"Master! Master, wait for me."
"Tell me, Master, is there any shortcut?"
*
Shen Mi didn't know what red line she had crossed. Xie Rongzhuo didn't even want the car. He threw the car keys to her and told her to disappear immediately with a gloomy face.
While others were celebrating Valentine's Day, Shen Mi was going through a tribulation.
Two hours later, she returned home, opened Xie Rongzhuo's WeChat, and typed guiltily.
Shen Mi: Master, have you arrived home
Shen Mi: I will drive the car to you tomorrow, Master~
Shen Mi: Good night, Master
Xie Rongzhuo didn't reply.
Shen Mi threw away his phone, lying on the bed and carefully analyzing shortcuts to doing projects.
Personal ability, courage, market sense and judgment all depend on whether you have sufficient funds, otherwise it is just talk. Shen Mi's teacher said that she has talent, but she needs to wait for a mentor to cultivate her. What she lacks is an opportunity.
To put it bluntly, there is no money.
money
Shen Mi finally figured it out.
—The shortcut to doing projects is Xie Rongzhuo!
Xie Rongzhuo is rich!!
Shen Mi suddenly woke up.
He reacted and sat up suddenly.
It’s just a failed online romance, isn’t it
Why did she want to offend Xie Rongzhuo and get angry with him
Isn't it good to hug your thighs
The author has something to say:
Baby, you finally woke up!!
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