This Damned Sweetness

Chapter 1

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In mid-October, Beicheng entered late autumn. After a cool rain at night, the suburbs of the city were covered with leaves and branches.

At two o'clock in the morning, the Xinglinwan toll station far away from the city center was deserted, with no vehicles passing through. Looking out from the toll booth, all you can see is the straight road, the square signboard, the gloomy slope protection hidden in the gray and black, and the dim yellow street lights without flashing.

As a lamp, how can it not flicker? Xu Qiao sat in the toll booth thinking sleepily.

Looking at these cold dead things with her chin resting, her eyes gradually lost focus, and the scene in front of her suddenly changed to the radiant Yujinfang in the urban area.

The Yujinfang at this point has just woken up, the neon lights at Sanchakou are flickering, the lights are feasting, and the main street is bustling with people.

The pungent exhaust soon brought Xu Qiao back to reality.

She sighed, turned off the driveway, and walked towards the rest area with a tap. When she was near the bathroom, she was stopped by a girl who was wearing a suit and uniform like her and had long, low-cut hair.

"Xu Qiao, you've been to the toilet several times this night, be careful and get scolded again!" Shi Wei was shivering from the wind, and greeted her with her arms around her chest.

Xu Qiao is not afraid of the cold, and casually brushes past people: "Cats and dogs can realize the freedom of excretion, why don't people have three urgencies?"

"Hey, are you in a bad mood?" Shi Wei turned her head to catch up, seeing her with a straight face, guessing to herself, "Feng Sasha asked you to replace the night shift today? I said you are too easy to bully , She, relying on her family's wealth, squeezes out us newcomers every day!"

"Is the family rich?" Xu Qiao stopped in front of the female guard's door.

"That's right, didn't you see that she came to work every day in an open car? I heard that her family is in a big business, and she came here to be a toll collector just to experience life."

"Then she is really miserable." Xu Qiao's eyes showed a kind of sadness of "the same people who have fallen in the end of the world". Just as she was about to push the door of the cubicle, she saw a reflection of suspected oil on it, and her fingertips stopped suddenly.

She closed her eyes and turned away.

"Aren't you in a hurry?" Shi Wei followed her, noticing the uncontained dislike on her face, "Oh, the toilet here is a bit shabby."

It's not just the toilet that's shabby? Xu Qiao kicked at the shoulder of the road bitterly, made a "hiss" in pain, stomped impatiently on the spot, walked two steps patiently, and the heel of her shoe was smashed by the gap of the gutter cover.

She lowered her head to look at the simple and old-fashioned square-toed black leather shoes, and suddenly squatted down and covered her face, tears streaming down her fingers without warning.

"Does the sprain hurt?" Shi Hua followed and squatted down.

"What the hell kind of place is this..." Xu Qiao groaned, "I don't want to stay here anymore, I want to go home..."

Oh, it turned out that I was wronged and cried.

It's no wonder Shi Huaxin said. It’s really not easy to be a toll collector. Not to mention being cooped up in a cage of less than two square meters all day long, and being turned upside down every other day and night, but in the service industry, no matter how sleepy you are, you have to wear a professional smirk with dark circles under your eyes.

Shi Wei remembers that on the first day Xu Qiao came, she was asked to retrain the "eight-tooth smile" with chopsticks in her mouth because she couldn't smile properly. payment.

Another time, Xu Qiao impatiently yelled at a driver who asked her for directions, but of course she had a good time talking back and complained to the crematorium. In the end, the team leader held the back of her head and apologized.

Xu Qiao burst into tears, and just complained about this: "A top-notch turkey man, he still touched my hand when he handed over the pass card. What kind of face asked me how to get the way in my heart? Of course I told him, if you have the ability, go to heaven to find him. went!"

"It's true that the driver was messing around. The squad leader was reasonable, and later he comforted you by saying that he will give you a wronged service award at the end of the month!"

This so-called grievance service award is a subsidy of 100 yuan to comfort people's hearts.

Xu Qiao lifted her head tearfully, looking even more sad: "Is my grievance only worth a hundred dollars?"

This appearance of pear blossoms with rain is even more desolate than the autumn rain that just fell. Even a girl like Shi Hua would sigh that I feel sorry for her, and wish to spend all her money to coax her.

It's a pity that Shi Hua has no money.

So half a minute later, she washed Xu Qiao's face in the bathroom, who was crying into wilting cabbage.

Looking at the person in front of him who was so weak that he couldn't even lift a finger, Shi Wei sighed: "I don't think Feng Sasha's self-proclaimed person looks like a rich man. If I really want to say, it's you..."

Xu Qiao's reaction was a little slow at the moment, and her red apricot eyes blinked twice suspiciously.

"I mean, you are more like the kind of Bai Fumei who comes to experience the hardships of people's livelihood!"

Look at this hand with ten fingers that don't touch the spring water!

Take a look at the flimsy skin after removing makeup and without makeup!

Look at how extravagant he is when he is being served!

"Then you are quite discerning." Xu Qiao took out her mobile phone from her pocket with a teary smile, "You go back first, I'll make a call."

"Why are you secretly carrying your mobile phone while on duty?"

"You said it was secretly."

Xu Qiao poked at the screen of the phone indifferently, and the circle of colored diamonds inlaid on the edge of the fuselage shone so brightly that Shi Hua suddenly had an immature idea: could it be that the flashing so arrogantly What a drill...

After Shi Wei left the washstand, Xu Qiao's phone rang.

A strange male voice came from the receiver: "Miss Xu?"

"Who are you, where is my dad?"

"It's not convenient for Mr. Xu to answer your call right now."

"Then you tell him that his daughter was hit by a car at the toll booth and turned into a vegetable."

"Miss Xu..."

The other party's tone was awkward, and he wanted to say something, but the mobile phone fell into the owner's hands: "You girl, you don't have a good word in your mouth! If you don't go to work, what's wrong?"

"Dad, just tell me, as long as I reunite with that Cheng, you won't force me to charge here?"

Xu Qiao thought about it, the reason why she annoyed her father, from counting diamonds so dazzled, to serving the people in this place where no eggs can be laid, must be because a while ago, she offended the blind date her father had put in so hard to recommend for her. object.

Mr. Cheng, who came from a wealthy family, broke up with her after dating her for just a week.

Although the other party did not explain the reason, Xu Qiao felt that the origin of this tragedy should be that he invited her to spend a good night together at the castle hotel at a sky-high price, but she called eight ingenious girls to do it for her. A full night in the spa.

Alas, why are these men born with golden spoons so poor in stress resistance

"If you can really marry Cheng Cheng's family, I won't worry about your future!"

"Does that mean you agree?"

Father Xu didn't say anything for a few seconds, as if by default.

Xu Qiao endured the humiliation and said "Okay". After finishing the call, she quickly found the person No. 1 in the WeChat address book with the note of "playing cards without eyes but not foolish".

But after entering a word "Cheng" in the chat box, it stopped.

What is Cheng called

Xu Qiao omitted the address and cut to the chase: "I want to get back together."

"You will pick me up at Xinglin Bay in five hours."

"Don't be late."

When she was done, she put away her mobile phone and went back to the toll booth to wait quietly for the dawn of victory.

No longer needing to be threatened by her father, "If you lose this job, you will vacate your cloakroom", Xu Qiao snorted coldly at the 360-degree camera above her head with no dead angle.

After humming, he slumped—but how much more honorable is it to ask for peace with a man who dumped himself than to be scolded here

Xu Qiao suddenly regretted that she was too quick just now, and glanced at the chat box that had not received a reply, and had missed the golden two minutes of withdrawing the message.

She raised her chin resignedly.

The exhaustion of crying was too much, and the drowsiness hit quickly. Xu Qiao sighed and supported her eyelids with her index finger and thumb. Five minutes later, the upper and lower eyelids were still under the teacher.

At the moment when the chick was pecking at the rice from sleepiness, a gentle male voice sounded outside the window: "Hello?"

Xu Qiao opened her eyes in shock, and saw a blue and black Pagani parked in front of the toll booth.

The male car owner who said "Hello" was holding the steering wheel with one hand, and the other hand was hanging out of the car window, with a pass card between his hanging fingertips.

"Seeing that you sleep so soundly, I don't want to call you," he laughed, his slender eyes curled up with affectionate arcs, "but I'm really in a hurry, so I'm sorry."

Xu Qiao's gaze slowly passed over the man's white shirt with Windsor collar, pure gray flannel suit vest, and the pair of narrow-frame gold-rimmed glasses, and she blinked twice quickly.

I didn't expect to meet such an outstanding driver in this ghost place on the last night before resigning.

More importantly, people are not only considerate, but also good-looking.

Look, good-looking people are all polite, but some crooked people are always sexually harassing people!

Touched and aggrieved at the same time, Xu Qiao's nose was sour, tears welled up in his sleepy eyes again.

Cheng Lang's face was full of "guilty and guilty" apology: "Blame me, blame me..." He turned and took out a navy blue pocket square from the glove box and handed it to her.

Xu Qiao took the pocket towel, wiped the corners of her eyes that did not overflow with tears, said "thank you" in a low voice, adjusted her mood, and recited the service language with her head upright: "Hello, please show your access card."

This tone seems to be reciting the epic masterpiece "I Love My Motherland". In Xu Qiao's short charging career, it is unprecedentedly full of voice and emotion.

The smile on Cheng Lang's face deepened, and he handed the access card and a red note to her.

Xu Qiao rallied and tapped on the keyboard, issued tickets, gave change, raised the lever, and finally handed out the pocket square: "I wish you a safe journey, goodbye..."

"Keep it," he raised his hand to block it, and stepped on the accelerator, "don't cry."

Xu Qiao was dazed for a while by the roar of the engine, lying on the window edge and looking at the back of Pagani leaving in the dust, firmly holding down the rampant Chun Xin, and taking a deep breath.

The 30 million exhaust gas is so damn sweet.

The shock coming from her pocket pulled her helpless Liushen halfway back.

Reluctantly, she took out her mobile phone and saw a WeChat message from "You have eyes but no pearls and play cards and don't care": "Who are you?"

Xu Qiao was stunned for a moment, then regained consciousness, and was about to explode when she suddenly thought of something and glanced at the pocket square in hand.

GUCCI's new year's silk model, with two hundred and four red hearts printed, is incomparably flamboyant and has a strong hint.

Without blinking an eye, she blocked this ignorant ex-boyfriend on her phone, and then sent a text message to Dad Xu: "Don't let that surnamed Cheng go, wait until I find you a more wealthy and beautiful man." Son-in-law :)」

The author has something to say: This time, I will tell you a story from the perspective of the heroine - "You and I have no relationship, it's all because I don't have money", and the perspective of the hero - "You are not the type I like, but my mouth My body doesn't make sense to me" story.

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