After the vacation was canceled, Jian Mingxia devoted herself to work again.
She works for a women's magazine and is in charge of the emotional section.
Selection of manuscripts is a tiring task, but for Jian Mingxia who loves to read novels, it is the best of both worlds.
Ironically, Jian Mingxia, who has never been in love and does not believe in true love, likes to read romance novels.
Sometimes when there is a shortage of manuscripts, Jian Mingxia will prepare an article and hand it in. The editor-in-chief says that she is writing stories, not love.
The former exists in the fantasies of young girls, romantic and beautiful, while the latter reveals the vicissitudes of reality even with a few words.
Later, Jian Mingxia only wrote tragic stories, and it was not uncommon for the male and female protagonists to be written to death or ineffective, so the new graduates of the company secretly said that she was a newspaper aunt who lacked love, and must have been severely abandoned by men when she was young.
Jian Mingxia is actually not too old, but in the eyes of a girl who just graduated, she is already an old cabbage soaked in the social dye vat, and has long become realistic and philistine.
It was half a month later when I remembered that I promised to help Xue Liyan keep an eye on the housing information. After entering November, the weather started to turn cold, maybe because of too little furniture, Jian Mingxia always felt that his home was colder than others'.
Jian Mingxia doesn't have the habit of sleeping with the air conditioner on. She likes to cover herself with a thick quilt and sleep in a ball, which will give her a sense of satisfaction.
At night, I felt that the quilt was not warm, and it was time to change the quilt, only then did I remember Xue Liyan saying that I wanted to change the house.
The next morning, the intermediary company that rented the house to her made a call to inquire, and learned that there were still vacant houses in this community. Jian Mingxia sent Xue Liyan a message, no matter whether he has moved or not, at least she didn't completely forget about it.
I received Xue Liyan's reply letter at noon, and Jian Mingxia was quite puzzled.
Liyan: Jian Mingxia, can I live there
Jian Mingxia thought about it, and felt that Xue Liyan missed two words, the original words should be like this "Can I live there now".
Therefore, Chinese is broad and profound, with one or two more words and one or two less words, so that a sentence can have different meanings.
Jian Mingxia, who thought she knew the truth, replied truthfully: the apartment types are all the same, with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, with a small balcony. Living alone or with a girlfriend, the space is enough, but it is not suitable for entertaining friends , There is no room for a sofa in the living room, you should think about it yourself. The intermediary company said that it has been packed and you can move in at any time. In addition, they want to call my sister.
Liyan: I see. But is this emphasis because of a guilty conscience? You know, I'm still in the same mood.
Jian Mingxia stared at the phone and suspected that she was dazzled. She and Xue Liheng were not on the same channel at all, right
What is this
The words were not speculative, and Jian Mingxia put the phone aside and continued to work.
Xue Liyan moved quickly, and moved here that afternoon, as if he had already packed his luggage and was waiting for her to issue instructions.
This should be an illusion.
After work, Jian Mingxia went to the fruit shop to buy a few catties of fresh fruit. After all, it was the house she was looking for, so she had to go and have a look.
In fact, Jian Mingxia felt that Xue Liyan shouldn't be renting such a house. Boys are used to calling friends. The house is too small, and there is no place to sit when friends come. That would be too boring.
But that’s how it is when working outside. You either rent a house together or live in a sparrow house like this. If you really live in a big house by yourself, there are a lot of troubles.
Usually after get off work, I just hang around in the bathroom and bedroom. I seldom use the kitchen. No matter how big the house is, it is just a decoration. A timid person like Jian Mingxia feels scared even when she walks through her own living room. She always feels that some unknown monsters will jump out of the cabinet.
Jian Mingxia also rented a large four-bedroom apartment at the beginning, and lived with a friend, but that friend brought her boyfriend home every day, and later they simply lived together without asking Jian Mingxia's opinion. Young men and women, playing a little crazy, don’t go home until the early morning every day, and they are also drunk when they go home, and the house is filled with a smell of smoke that can’t go away even if the windows are opened.
And that man doesn't shy away from people, he often walks around the house wearing shorts, as long as they are around, Jian Mingxia hardly leaves the room, and the door is always locked. Not long after that, Jian Mingxia found a chance to live alone.
Therefore, everyone has their own difficulties. Xue Liyan may have his own considerations in order to live in the sparrow house.
Jian Mingxia felt that she didn't need it, and had no position to worry about other people's affairs.
Jian Mingxia came to the door according to the address that Xue Liyan sent, the building opposite Jian Mingxia was also on the sixth floor.
He rang the doorbell, and soon someone answered the door.
The one who opened the door was naturally Xue Liyan, but when Jian Mingxia saw him for the first time, he thought he had gone to the wrong place.
It seems that every time I see him, he looks different. The first time I saw him, he was wearing home clothes, with a blue stubble protruding from his chin. The second time, he dressed more seriously, and the stubble was shaved off, but no matter how serious he was, the instant noodle hair was damaged.
When I saw him this time, his hair was dyed black and straightened again. It should be the hair he just got done, because it looked soft and flowing.
Jian Mingxia thinks that he is about to change his mind and become better every day, or he has experienced a painful relationship, and now he is finally out of the pain.
A man's attire is the same as a woman's makeup. It is not mandatory, but as long as it can be seen that it has been taken care of, it can give a person extra points.
When a man wears a suit, it means that he is a person with a rigorous work attitude. When a woman draws a suit, it means that she is a capable person. Suits and cosmetics are essential items for men and women to work.
Jian Mingxia once almost believed the nonsense that a woman with a plain face is a confident woman. If you don't wear makeup, your boss will ask you to paint!
So when going to work, Jian Mingxia also paints her eyebrows and eye shadow to make herself look more energetic.
Xue Liyan opened the door and saw Jian Mingxia, his facial expression softened visibly, revealing a faint smile.
Jian Mingxia was a little overwhelmed by flattery, and was a little too late to say congratulations to him.
No wonder she was flattered, no matter what impression he gave her when she was a child, at least the few times he met her, he basically left her with negative feelings.
Eighteen changes for women, and eighty changes for men.
So it is possible for a man to become anything from birth to old age and death.
Jian Mingxia is not surprised that Xue Liyan is no longer what he remembered.
Xue Liyan took the fruit basket in her hand and said, "Come and sit first."
Jian Ming Xia Yiyan enters.
Fortunately, there was no embarrassing incident of running out of shoes. Although Xue Liyan moved in a hurry, he was well prepared. At least he had prepared a new pair of shoes for her.
"What would you like to drink?" Xue Liheng asked her.
"White water is fine."
Taking advantage of Xue Liyan's time to pour water, Jian Mingxia looked at the living room. It was the same size, but Xue Liyan's room looked more spacious. In the hall is an exquisite four-seater sofa, a computer desk in the corner, and a bookshelf against the wall on the other side.
Clean and tidy. Jian Mingxia's house is different. The furniture in the big suite used to be a big sofa that took up one-third of the living room, and the double bed in the bedroom made the room even less place to foot.
In fact, a good arrangement can free up a lot of space. Xue Liyan is a personal example here, but still the same sentence, she is lazy.
Looking at the tidy furnishings in the room, Jian Ming Xia Yin thought about it, let's see what you will look like in a month.
Xue Liyan poured water over and asked her, "Have you had dinner yet?"
Jian Mingxia shook her head, she planned to invite Xue Liyan to eat this meal, the friendship of the landlord.
As a result, Xue Liyan said first: "Then eat here."
"You cook?"
With such a lazy personality, Jian Mingxia naturally doesn't have the patience to cook food.
In fact, when she came from the kitchen just now, she saw soup being cooked inside, but she didn't see the chef.
Xue Liyan shook his head as expected, and said, "Housekeeping is doing it, she went downstairs to buy ingredients."
Hearing this, Jian Mingxia didn't mean to despise his young master's style of pie. Compared with those men who eat instant noodles and order takeout all day long, they know how to hire housekeepers, which is already very good.
Of course, the power of this action is a bit amazing. Could it be that the housekeeping aunt also brought it here in a package
The two sat and had nothing to say.
Jian Mingxia tried hard to find a topic: "You moved too fast, I didn't even have a chance to tell you, you should choose the buildings on the side of District C, and behind this side of District A is the construction site, this unfinished project has been going on for more than a year Yes, it will definitely not be completed in a short time, and it is very noisy during the day.”
"It's okay, I'm usually not at home during the day."
Speaking of this, Jian Mingxia stopped by and asked about his job: "By the way, what do you do now?"
Jian Mingxia knows that what he studied in college is computer, which is the favorite of young people nowadays, but as we all know, there is no relationship between the major he studies and the job he holds.
Xue Liyan leaned back, adjusted his gaze, and said, "Now I'm working as an animator in an animation company."
Jian Mingxia felt that she was frightened, and stayed for a few seconds before saying dryly: "I can't tell, you still have such a childlike innocence."
She widened her eyes, which was really funny to watch.
Xue Liyan smiled. He seemed to have changed not only his hairstyle, but also his temper. He said: "It was actually an accident. My roommate taught himself animation software, but later he gave up and gave me the materials. I didn't plan to do this job at first, and this roommate helped me submit my resume."
It's such a sad story, and the roommate must be bleeding.
But after talking for a long time, Xue Liyan actually did not directly respond to Jian Mingxia's doubts.
Learning knowledge, when no one is forcing it, is naturally based on interest, so, in the final analysis, this is still his own choice.
But looking at the appearance, it is completely impossible to tell that he is a person with Chicheng's blood and childlike innocence.
To do animation, what you need most is enthusiasm, because in terms of the current domestic environment, although this industry has existed for decades, the enrollment information usually states that this is an emerging industry that requires a large number of talents, enough You can see how it's going.
It seems to be getting better in recent years, but it is still struggling, and there is no work that can last for years and keep in mind forever.
Probably because the curiosity on her face was too obvious, Xue Liyan paused and added a few words.
"Maybe you misunderstood something. I didn't study because I love this industry."
"I know a person who said she wanted to make a novel she wrote into an animation. I don't know if she has given up on this idea, but at least I will be the one to help her realize it when she needs it."
His tone of voice was very serious, and his eyes were so focused that one couldn't bear to doubt his sincerity.
The person in his words must be someone very important to him.
Jian Mingxia was a little dazed, because she suddenly remembered that she seemed to have said such a thing before.
That was her ignorant dream.