It's a pleasure to touch porcelain

At [-]:[-], Jiang Muyan showed up in the parking lot of her company on time, ready to go home from get off work, but found a person lying in front of the car.

The man was lying upright on his back, with his hands folded on his chest, very peaceful.

Jiang Muyan was startled, and subconsciously prepared to call 120.

Just when the call button was pressed, the man opened his eyes, met Jiang Muyan, smiled slightly, and said, "Hello."

Seeing that the person was alive, Jiang Muyan breathed a sigh of relief, and then carefully sized up the person in front of him—a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, what about his looks——

Astonished.

"What are you doing lying here?" Jiang Muyan maintained his superficial composure.

"Ah!" The young man showed an expression of sudden realization, and said confidently, "I'm here to touch porcelain, but you knocked me down, so don't miss me."

"Tsk, you look pretty good at such a young age, but it's a pity that you're a fool." Jiang Muyan thought regretfully, her face still had no expression, and she even asked a little fiercely, "Do you know what Pengci means?"

"I know." The boy blinked his eyes and made a somewhat obscene gesture of counting money: "A clever way to get rich quickly."

Jiang Muyan was almost laughed at by him, lifted him up from the ground, and asked again: "Why did you ask me to touch porcelain?"

"Because you are the big boss." The young man said rightly, "You are beautiful and kind, and you can be deceived by being pure."

"Fart." Jiang Muyan sneered.

"Have more confidence in yourself." The boy smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hey, give me the money."

"No." Jiang Muyan was categorical.

"Why are you like this, I warn you, if you don't give me the money, I will... I will..." The boy said and lay down again, "I can't get up."

"I'm also warning you, if you don't get up, I'll call the police." Jiang Muyan can always be more vicious than the evil forces: "Where are your parents? Go home or stay in the police station."

"I don't want to be in a trap." The young man was in a dilemma, "But I don't have parents, and my family is gone... What should I do?"

The more the boy thought about it, the more anxious he became, his mouth was pursed, his eyes turned red.

It turned out to be a poor little fool.

Jiang Muyan was a little soft-hearted for no reason, and had no doubts about the truth of what the little rascal in front of him said, but felt that he was really pitiful, so pitiful that he couldn't help softening his tone, and his face was not as cold as usual: "Okay, okay , I'll give you money, you get up first."

"Really?" The boy's eyes lit up, and Gulu got up: "Sir, you are really a good person."

"Cough." Jiang Muyan had never heard such a compliment before, and coughed unnaturally, "My name is Jiang Muyan, okay—how much do you want?"

"1000 yuan!" The young man blurted out, paused for half a second and said, "Wait!"

"What's wrong? Don't think it's enough?"

"No, I don't need that much, 800 yuan... No, 600 yuan is enough, um, please give me 600 yuan, and I won't hold you accountable for hitting me."

Jiang Muyan was in a complicated mood, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether the person in front of her was a rascal or a good baby.

interesting.

Jiang Muyan's curiosity was aroused, and while holding the money between her fingers to seduce the boy's attention, she asked him, "Do you need money urgently?"

"Yes." The boy sighed, "Life is difficult, income is limited, and I really can't survive."

"What difficulties did you encounter?" Jiang Muyan asked with interest.

"I won't tell you." The young man immediately changed his face after receiving the money, and said angrily, "Human beings don't have a single good thing!"

The boy ran away after scolding, faster than a rabbit.

"You called me a good person just now." Jiang Muyan helplessly shouted at the boy's back: "Aren't you human?"

"No, no!" The boy replied from afar, "I'm Qi Wei!"

"There will be no end of time!"

The boy quickly disappeared, and Jiang Muyan stood where he was, feeling like he was having a ridiculous dream. After hesitating for a moment, he still didn't go after him.

When she got home, Jiang Muyan still felt that something was wrong with her, and she couldn't concentrate. When she closed her eyes, she saw that silly little rascal in front of her eyes.

Is it because curiosity has not been answered?Still reluctant?

If so, why not catch up with Qi Wei and ask him to understand?

Is it because of timidity?

Jiang Muyan couldn't figure it out, she didn't sleep all night, and thought of Qi Wei saying "there will be no future", and she didn't have anyone's contact information, she couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

The next morning, Jiang Muyan went to work as usual. Because of a bad mood, Bingshan’s face was a little colder than usual, which made the employees tremble with fear—the big Bingshan was already scary enough, but now it has turned into a hell mode. Dare to provoke?

So he hid far away, and didn't dare to bother Jiang Muyan with work matters-this caused Jiang Muyan's entire CEO to be very idle, and when he was free, he couldn't help but think of Qi An, and when he thought of Qi An The mood is more depressed, the face is more terrifying, the employees are less afraid to approach, and Jiang Muyan is even more idle.

This vicious cycle lasted for a whole day. When No.80 regretted not asking for Qi Guang's contact information, Jiang Muyan finally couldn't take it anymore and sent a message to Jiang Yan, the psychiatrist cousin: "I can't concentrate, I can't control it all the time. Thinking about someone, is there a psychological problem?"

"No, my brother." Jiang Yan replied in seconds, "I think you seem to be in love."

"Really?" Jiang Muyan couldn't believe it, "Why do I feel like I'm bewitched?"

"For love, the more poisonous it is, the more beautiful it is, and the more evil it is, the more powerful it is, hee hee." Jiang Yan replied again in seconds, attaching an emoji of an angry little man covering his face, "Hurry up and chase her, come on!"

"Chasing the air!" Jiang Muyan turned off her phone, and once again fell into the pain of Qi Guang's ignorance. Not only did she not get better after consulting a psychiatrist, but she became even more depressed.

So Jiang Muyan decided to leave work early.

Jiang Muyan never imagined that such an evil thing as turning around and meeting love could happen to him.

Qi Guang curled up sideways on the hood of Jiang Muyan's car, with his arms under his cheeks in a daze, when he saw him coming, he grinned: "Jiang Muyan, you hit me, there is nothing wrong with it." Don't think of me getting up."

Although Qi Guang was smiling, his voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn't had a good rest or was unhappy.

Jiang Muyan really wanted to ask "what's the matter with you", but when the words came to her mouth, she ended up—"why didn't you lie on the ground this time?"

"It's cold on the ground." Qi Wei plausibly said, "If you don't believe me, lie down and try."

"Didn't you lie down quite well yesterday?" Jiang Muyan deliberately teased him, and suddenly noticed that Qi Guang was only wearing a shirt today, and the light gray coat from yesterday was gone.

"Where's your coat? Why did you come out to touch porcelain when you're wearing so little?" Jiang Muyan frowned, took off her windbreaker and put it on Qi Guang's head, "I'll see you off".

Qi An didn't see anyone at all, he hurriedly put on Jiang Muyan's clothes, the sleeves were a bit long, and he rolled them up a few times skillfully, after finishing these, Qi An sighed old-fashionedly: "The family can't open the pot anymore, the clothes are sold for sale. Give it to a second-hand store."

"I don't believe it." Jiang Muyan knocked Qi Guang on the head, "Didn't I just give you money yesterday? Where did it go?"

"The flowers are over." Qi Guang replied, looking a little helpless and distressed.

"Hello." Jiang Muyan suddenly felt something was wrong, "Did you meet a bad guy?"

Qi Guang kept shaking his head.

"You can tell the truth, I will help you get ahead." After Jiang Muyan said this, in order to enhance some credibility, she added: "You don't have to worry, I can talk on Yuancheng Road."

"Are you the boss?" Qi Wei tilted his head.

"That's it."

"What a coincidence, I'm also the boss." Qi Wei nodded, expressing his recognition of Jiang Muyan's identity, "But I really didn't meet any bad guys."

"Then why did you lose all your money? Did you get robbed or can you grow wings?" Jiang Muyan automatically ignored the identity of his boss.

"I spent it." Qi Wei was very frank.

"Where are the flowers?"

"I won't tell you." Qi Wei resisted very much, "Although you don't seem to be that bad compared to other humans, I'm not sure if you are a good person."

"That is to say, if you are sure that I am a good person, you can tell me?" Jiang Muyan asked back.

"You can say that, but I will never admit that you are a good person." Qi Wei was very shameless.

"Okay." Jiang Muyan accepted his fate and paid, "Leave me a contact information."

"What are you doing?" Qi Guang asked alertly.

"I'm not at the company every day. You'd better inform me in advance if you come to Pengci next time." Jiang Muyan's face remained unchanged.

"Okay." Qi Wei blushed a little, he didn't know whether it was shame or embarrassment, and took out a mobile phone from his pocket, "Let's exchange numbers."

Qi Wei's mobile phone was made several years ago, and it has many defects in its functions. The only advantage is that it is very, very, very cheap.

Jiang Muyan once again confirmed that Qi Wei was really very poor. Although he didn't know where he spent the money, but somehow he felt a little distressed.

So Jiang Muyan showed mercy for the first time in her life: "Where do you live, I will take you back."

"No no no no no." Qi Wei resisted very much, "I'll just go back by myself!"

After finishing speaking, he ran away, Jiang Muyan chased after a few steps, suddenly felt that he was ridiculously childish, so he stopped, looked at the extra "Qi Kang" in the address book, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Forget it, take your time."