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Senbei signed the name all morning, and it seems to work hard, but in fact...

Very absent-minded.

The lower jaw... the place rubbed by Chen Zhuo's fingertips was like being rubbed with sandpaper thousands of times, and the heat never dropped.

Senbei can only hold his chin, cover his ears and steal a bell, pretending that he doesn't care, one after another, writing fast and fast.

As for the old man who inadvertently bake the little girl's heart into a soldering iron, he has already sat in the same place, looking through the comics.

The second time I saw it, I was still interested.

This may be the magic of a good work.

One morning, passed quietly.

Yuanyuan came in to check the progress, and by the way, came to feed her poor little painter.

Xianbei has already signed a contract in the early 2000s, which is very efficient, and Yuanyuan naturally offered the lunch box with both hands very satisfied.

In addition, I can't forget Boss Chen's share.

after all……

The attitude of the two taking over lunch was completely different.

Senbei nodded and bowed in gratitude, and Chen Zhuo simply thanked him lightly.

Yuanyuan sat across the table between the two of them. Seeing that Senbei had been resting her chin, she wondered: "Did you have a toothache?"

Senbei's brain is hot, swinging his head.

When she opened the lunch box, Yuanyuan said again: "I bought what you like."

Senbei, scalloped egg, boiled fish fillet...

In fact, she is not picky eaters, just...

If the memory recurs, it should be more than a year ago.

She met Yuanyuan for the first time, and Yuanyuan enthusiastically invited her to eat out.

Yuanyuan holds the menu: "What to eat?"

Senbei feels uncomfortable with the crowded and crowded atmosphere in the store.

She picked the edge of the table and didn't answer.

Yuanyuan asked her, "Do you want to eat it?"

Senbei nodded.

"Where are the boiled fish fillets?"

nod.

Yuanyuan ordered several dishes neatly.

Senbei all expressed their attitude in the same way.

In the end, Yuanyuan said in a pleasant surprise: "What I ordered happens to be what you like? It seems that we have a good heart, and we will definitely cooperate happily in the future!"

In fact, Senbei just didn't dare to dislike it.

Fear of arousing disgust from others, excessive emotional attention can always bring her anxiety, both positive and negative.

Thinking about this, Senbei sighed and worried for himself.

In Xianbei, she couldn't get along. Yuanyuan had to turn to Chen Zhuo and joked: "Boss Chen, does renting your house also come with the landlord escorting the tenant out?"

Pata, the disposable chopsticks in Senbei's hand... accidentally broke by her...

One is long and one is short, which is a bit unexpected and embarrassing.

Yuanyuan was silent.

Senbei blushed, what a shame today.

Thump the ground.

Of course, I dare not really beat it, only dare to beat it secretly in my heart.

I really want to stop my neck and explain that this is just a sequelae of sore hands all morning after signing, definitely not because my heart trembled and my hands trembled...

However, where can she do it, she can only shout silently.

Chen Zhuo glanced at her and passed the pair that he had just opened in his hands: "Take it, I'm useless."

Senbei stammered softly: "No...no..."

"Want me to give it to you?" A slightly teasing sentence was said seriously by him.

Senbei's head became a rattle again.

"Then take it?" The man raised his eyebrows.

Senbei hurriedly took it and leaned forward twice: "Thank you..."

Chen Zhuo didn't reply to her thank you, but let it go and took over her pair of chopsticks.

One of them was folded into a small pen. Chen Zhuo glanced at it before looking at Yuanyuan: "You just asked me if I had any additional services?"

Yuanyuan had been watching them back and forth before, and her forehead was staring.

After all, the atmosphere is subtle and very strange.

Yuanyuan quickly managed her expression and replied, "Yes, escorting the tenant out for service."

Chen Zhuo nodded, his smile deepened, and he uttered four words: "It varies from person to person."

This time, the chopsticks in Senbei's hand were not stable again, and a piece of egg was cut directly from it.

what!

Fortunately, the movement was small and no one noticed.

Quickly sent it into the mouth, chewed, swallowed, and destroyed the corpse.

——

In the quiet afternoon, Senbei continued to sign the task.

Chen Zhuo still waited, but switched from reading comics to using his mobile phone.

Did he have nothing to do all day...

Isn't it boring?

Senbei couldn't help but peek at him.

Especially when he thinks about his actions in the morning and the vague words at noon, Senbei will think about it, and then go out of the sky...

It affects my efficiency, hey...

I won’t finish writing tomorrow when I sign in like this, TAT

Senbei simply took out a small loose-leaf account from his bag and took out one of the pages.

Swish write: There is a library next door, you can go shopping.

In the rustle push past.

The man took it and glanced at it. The round font is always so cute.

Ok? Drive him away?

Chen Zhuo raised his eyebrows and looked at Xianbei, who was holding a marker, his head almost lowered to the page. The writing posture was a typical counterexample in elementary school textbooks.

This is how the bad habit of holding **** should be developed.

Xianbei Fei wrote quickly, seemingly casual, but his tight back had already betrayed himself.

Not wanting to distract her anymore, Chen Zhuo stopped staying and stood up: "Then I will go out."

Senbei exhales.

But the next moment, the slightly slack back became stiff again.

Because when someone was passing by, he suddenly patted her on the back and smiled: "Are you going to eat a book? Keep your head up."

His tone was not impatient or impatient, but let the heat source swept the girl's face in an instant, causing a storm in his heart.

Senbei straightened up immediately...

Like a stupid student who was publicly corrected in a sitting posture in class...

I dared not sing it back again...

——

Chen Zhuo stayed in the library for a while. There are many bookshelves here.

The colorful spine of the books neatly packed in the grid is like an orderly display of knowledge candy in a box.

Chen Zhuo turned twice, but did not remove any of them.

He has no hobbies and habits of reading comic books at all. Many things, as he said, vary from person to person.

Because I want to know someone, I spend time reading her work.

Because you don't worry about being alone, you will keep stepping behind her.

After going around a row of bookshelves, Chen Zhuo ran into Yuanyuan.

The ponytail woman was sorting books, she also saw the man, and asked sideways: "Look at the book?"

Chen Zhuo replied: "Wander around."

Yuanyuan asked: "Have you read the comics of Xianbei?"

Chen Zhuo nodded: "I have seen it."

Yuanyuan smiled, her face showing confidence in her own painter: "Her works are excellent, right?"

Chen Zhuo said "um" and agreed. It's just that he is more concerned about another topic than the comics at this time, so he doesn't shy away from asking: "Is she like this before?"

Yuanyuan understood: "When I knew her, it was like this."

Chen Zhuo didn't answer any more, thinking, and walked out.

Yuanyuan supported the bookshelf with one arm and stopped him: "Aren't you curious?"

Chen Zhuo stopped: "You know?"

Yuanyuan curled her mouth: "Because her character is curious about her, you are not the only one."

She continued: "I'm also very curious. I tried to visit her former classmates, some from college and some from middle school, and I got some answers."

Her tone gradually spread a seductive breath: "Do you want to know?"

Chen Zhuo did not express her position directly, only said: "One day, will she speak for herself?"

Yuanyuan tilted her head: "You mean, open your heart?"

Chen Zhuo: "Yeah."

Yuanyuan grinned and shook her head: "She won't."

Chen Zhuo said a little bit: "How do you know you won't?"

Yuanyuan was still resting his hands on the bookshelf, and looked at him critically: "It is easy for us to pour out everything to those who have a good relationship, because that's how we express trust and love."

"Xianbei is different. She is the kind of person who can not speak without speaking. It is best not to reveal any emotions to the outside world, so as to prevent the possibility of hurting others. She does not know that it is counterproductive. People who are too introverted are destined to be unpopular and unpleasant. Hi, because everyone is eager to interact, get a response, and have intuitive expressions. Who has the time to calm down and ponder each other slowly?"

Yuanyuan sighed leisurely: "But, what can I do? There is such a person who loves the world but does not make a sound."

As soon as the voice fell, she looked at Chen Zhuo, her eyes sharp, almost staring:

"Now you can do it differently from person to person?"