Xue Xue was shocked, and almost hurriedly wanted to withdraw, but was firmly wrapped by Xiao Yao's five fingers with a gentle and unresistable strength.
Suddenly, the tip of her nose was sore and her eyes were hot, which made her feel the urge to cry.
Especially after Xiao Yao spoke.
"look at me."
Xue Xue did not respond.
Xiao Yao was not in a hurry, just gently stroked her skin with his thumb.
This action does not have the slightest erotic color, but it falls like a feather, scratching the tip of the heart, bringing a tingling itch, which is transmitted to the whole body along the connected hands of the two, and even the peripheral nerves are affected by the subtle but strong Feeling affected and slightly warm.
"It's not that serious, Xue Xue."
"Both uncles and aunts, Xiao Tian, and me."
"We all love you."
"Although it is expressed in different ways and feelings, we all think the same."
"I hope you are well, I hope you are happy, I hope your life can be safe, healthy, free, and treated well by this society."
Xiao Yao's voice was not loud, but every word was full of power and firmness, making people unable to doubt, but to believe.
What he said was true.
In an instant, Xue Xue felt that even if the time was suspended from now on, it was worth it.
She knew that this was how Xue Yayan felt.
It was like a ball filled with gas swelled up in the body, and there were mixed emotions surging in it, and all it needed to be poked with a needle would be completely drained.
And what Xiao Yao said was the needle to Xue Xue.
It's so fine that you can't see clearly, but it's the last straw that breaks the camel's back.
Although she didn't cry in the end, she just raised her eyes to meet Xiao Yao's.
Qing Lingling's eyes are like washed black gems, even if they are not placed under a bright light source, they are astonishingly bright.
Bright as spring, brighter than summer.
Later, Xiao Yao recalled, when did he start to look at Xue Xue and Xue Yayan completely separately, he thought, it was probably this day.
On this day, he clearly realized that he was moved.
Not just like, but love.
It is not love for family, not love for sister, but a warm and sincere love for independent women who are completely equal to themselves.
Unique and irreplaceable.
"Do whatever you want."
"Success or failure, there are infinite possibilities in the future, don't trap yourself." Xiao Yao said to her, "As long as you remember, whether you succeed or fail, I will be behind you."
Accompany you, support you.
So, don't be afraid.
Take the first step bravely, face the unknown bravely, pursue your dreams, even if the final result is not satisfactory, as long as you can tell yourself, I have a clear conscience.
Because I tried my best.
Xue Xue did not rush to contact Guo Wenxiang, but did not call the man until after the mid-term exam.
The two originally planned to meet at a coffee shop outside, but Guo Wenxiang sent an assistant to pick him up, explaining that because he was receiving a distinguished guest, he invited Xue Xue to go directly to his studio in the urban area for a detailed discussion.
She was wary of this kind of statement, so she sent a message to Gu Wenwen and Xiaoli.
Even if the other party is Guo Wenhao's cousin, she doesn't know very well after all. She doesn't want to cause trouble because of being lighthearted for a while, and would rather take extra measures and take some preventive measures.
While in the car, Guo Wenxiang's assistant chatted with Xue Xue casually.
"Actually, I also graduated from South Bank University."
Hearing this, Xue Xue blinked.
"So coincidentally?"
"you do not say."
The assistant's surname is Yang, with a single name of Jun, and has been working with Guo Wenxiang since graduation.
Guo Wenxiang is a man of good manners. He even has a small pear vortex on his right cheek when he laughs. He looks easy to get along with, but he has a standard artist personality. realm.
So the employees of his studio also come and go, and the only one who has stayed by his side for more than five years is Yang Jun.
That's why, from personality temperament to taste preferences, Yang Jun can be said to be in control of Guo Wenxiang, so that he can do what he likes and get along with each other for so long.
Of course, the more important thing is that Yang Jun can endure.
In his opinion, there is no such thing as a migrant worker who is not tired or not, but it doesn't matter if he suffers, the salary should be high, and he should be worthy of his suffering and suffering.
Guo Wenxiang did not say that, at least in terms of giving money, he was very straightforward, never defaulted on payment, and once he took over a major case, all the staff involved would be able to share it.
After becoming Guo Wenxiang's assistant, Yang Jun followed in the circle and accumulated a certain network of contacts, so he knew that Guo Wenxiang's picky was not excessive, but Guo Wenxiang's generosity was rare.
So, Yang Jun followed him like this until now.
From an unknown photographer, to a small-scale studio owner, and later he even found the girlfriend of Xuemei editor.
"Don't be too nervous, I won't take you to sell."
Yang Jun probably saw Xue Xue's discomfort, and deliberately said this in a joking tone.
Xue Xue glanced at him and said nothing.
Yang Jun didn't care either, he turned on the radio and found a station dedicated to playing music and didn't speak again.
Guo Wenxiang's studio is located on the fifth floor of the office building, and the view is not good.
At the same time, the twelfth floor was also rented. Although the floor area was a little smaller, it was no longer a concrete jungle. The point was that the price of the two floors was only a few hundred per square meter, which was still within the budget.
Unexpectedly, Guo Wenxiang decided to settle on the fifth floor.
Later, when the two went to a bar for a drink, Yang Jun asked him why.