The afternoon sun came in through the window. The light penetrated the white curtains and fell on the floor.
Yu'er was sitting at the table, wearing glasses, with a cup of coffee next to her, holding the mouse in her slender fingers, and was revising the photos she had taken a few days ago.
Outside the room, there was the voice of a colleague talking to a guest.
"Remember to make me more beautiful, I want to make it like Ji Yin."
Yu'er picked up the coffee and drank a little. She has been editing pictures for the past few days, often until midnight. She didn't sleep much, and sometimes she couldn't sleep well at all.
Soon, the makeup artist pushed the door and came in, "Yu'er, I took a picture."
She stood up, picked up the camera and walked out the door.
The guest who had a good chat with the makeup artist just now looked at Yu'er, full of suspicion, "Did she take a picture for me?"
Yu'er asked, "Do you have any comments?"
"Can you change the cameraman?" She looked so young, not technical at all.
The makeup artist glanced at Yu'er and explained to the guest, "She's the only one today."
Of course, she is usually the only one.
Their studio just opened up.
Yu'er has not graduated yet. It's just that the school class has almost been completed, and I am particularly interested in photography, so I built this studio with a friend.
Taking the guests into the studio, Yuer closed the door directly.
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By the time the filming came out, it was past six o'clock.
She came out with the camera and computer on her back, and her colleague said, "It's been hard work today."
"It's okay." She walked out the door and stopped a car downstairs.
This point is very crowded. There were a lot of cars outside, and the driver drove the car and shuttled through the traffic, as if showing off his skills.
She didn't make a sound, looked out the window, but felt extra quiet.
I received a message on my phone from a friend, "Yu'er, are you off work? Do you want to have dinner together tonight?"
"No." She refused directly.
"Why are you like this? You don't come out every time I ask you to. Are you addicted to editing pictures recently? Are you stupid?" He used to be very gregarious, but recently he only likes to do his own thing, and he doesn't like to communicate with friends. .
She turned off her phone, closed her eyes, and an indescribable feeling poured out.
When she got home, the driver parked the car at the door. She got out of the car, walked through the door, and saw Uncle Cheng in the yard, who was her father's assistant.
Dad is back
This made her feel a lot better, and her footsteps moved briskly. She walked into the door, "Dad, are you back?"
There was not only Gu Chonglin sitting in the living room, but also him.
Black shirt, silver tie, looks thin, and a face is even more delicate.
I remember seeing his news before, or on the Internet.
But I didn't expect to see him here today, so for no reason.
Hearing her voice, the other party raised his head to look at her, and saw her standing there, wearing a T-shirt and denim wide-leg pants, her waist was too thin, and she was still exposed.
Carrying the camera and computer on her back, she was also quite thin, these two things seemed to crush her.
"Why are you staying?" Shanshan came out of the kitchen with the fruit, and looked at Yu'er who was standing at the door in a daze as soon as she got home, "Stupid?"
She was stupid. She had insomnia last night, she couldn't sleep, she felt that something was going to happen.
Her hunch was always accurate, and she felt a little uneasy all day, but she didn't expect that he would come to the house so suddenly.
"I'll go and put things first," she said.
She lowered her head and went upstairs with her things.
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