Self-investment

Guan Xu said that she would take Jian Ling for a ride, but in fact, she stopped the car after delivering Jian Ling to the entrance of the Internet cafe. Jian Ling caused her trouble, and she felt embarrassed when she got out of the car. She wanted to invite them to come in for a ride, but then she remembered that it was too late. , I had no choice but to change my words and say that next time I invite them to dinner, it will be counted as a thank you.

"Thank you, I don't have to." Guan Xu waved his hands and said with a smile, "I'm just looking at Amu's face, if you want to thank you, thank Amu." He winked at Jian Ling as he spoke.

Jian Ling understood and smiled, "Don't worry, Ms. Guan, I will definitely thank Mumu well." She also meaningfully set her eyes on Luo Yimu.

Luo Yimu ignored her, and said flatly to Guan Xu: "Let's go."

Guan Xu shrugged, "Then let's go first, Miss Jian, goodbye."

"Be careful on the road." Jian Ling watched the co-pilot's window slowly rise, covering Luo Yimu's face, and watched the black car drive from the empty street into the depths of the night, leaving only a roar.

She stayed where she was, looking in the direction the car was driving out for a long time, until she was nowhere to be seen again.

After Guan Xu drove the car for a long distance, he looked at the rearview mirror, then smiled and said to Luo Yimu: "The chick is still watching."

Luo Yimu's gaze subconsciously shifted to the rearview mirror, but unfortunately her night vision ability was almost zero, and she couldn't see anything except the pitch black.

"Don't look, you've already walked in now." Guan Xu joked, "Why, are you really attracted to this chick?"

"She has a name." Luo Yimu once again expressed dissatisfaction with Guan Xu's disrespectful way of addressing people, half-closed his eyes, "I am not suitable for her."

Guan Xu knew Luo Yimu's personality clearly, and she didn't object, just saying "inappropriate", which meant she acquiesced.

Guan Xu sneered softly, "Emotions are a matter of liking or disliking, how can it be suitable or not, Luo Yimu, why are you so stubborn."

Luo Yimu didn't speak.

What Guan Xu said is right, feelings are only divided into likes and dislikes, but what Luo Yimu needs is not only feelings, but also life.

……

The day had passed too long, Jian Ling dragged his exhausted and aching body, and finally lay down on his little bed with a width of one meter. The whole body was relaxed, wishing that even the bones could be softened into a puddle.

She was exhausted. As soon as her body touched the bed, she didn't even want to lift a finger anymore. She moved her eyelids and looked at the clock on the wall. The hour hand had already pointed to 12 o'clock. She squinted for half an hour and struggled to open her eyes again. Opening heavy eyelids, he sent a text message to Luo Yimu, only four words: "Are you home?"

Luo Yimu replied quickly, "Yes." It was as concise as her usual speech.

This text message seems to have its own voice and imaging functions. Jian Ling only looked at a cold Chinese character followed by a period. Rolled away, his eyes softened, and he sent her another text message: "Have you taken a shower?"

There was a second reply: "Not yet."

Jian Ling: "You don't seem to have eaten anything at night. Let's cook some supper or warm up a cup of milk, so as not to hurt your stomach from hunger."

Luo Yimu: "Thank you."

Jian Ling looked at Luo Yimu's brief response on the phone, with a smile on his lips, and frowned, thinking, this man really cherishes words like gold, as if saying one more word could kill her.

Jian Ling thought for a while, and then sent again: "Mumu, it's not worth a penny to send a text message, why don't you add me on WeChat?"

This time, Jian Ling waited for a long time. Half an hour later, when she was almost falling asleep, her phone vibrated suddenly, and she woke up immediately. She couldn't wait to unlock and open the WeChat page, and saw a new message on the top. , Luo Yimu's wechat profile picture appeared in the first position.

Jian Ling was overjoyed, and immediately sent a snickering emoji, and got a two-word response from Luo Yimu: [Hello. ]

Jian Ling: [#把脸# Mumu, are you even so serious in your Wechat chat? ]

Luo Yimu probably didn't know what to reply, and Jian Ling waited for a long time but still didn't get her response.

Jian Ling clicked on Luo Yimu's circle of friends to see her past activities, but she didn't open her circle of friends at all, and even her avatar was the default and never changed. Knowing Mu's character, I'm afraid she might think this is a trumpet used to perfuse her.

Jian Ling asked again: [Mumu, what do you usually do when you have nothing to do? ]

Luo Yimu: [Reading. ]

Jian Ling: [What else? ]

Luo Yimu: [No more. ]

It's really... the lifestyle of the elderly.

How could such a person suddenly appear in a strange bar on the other side of the city?Jian Ling couldn't figure it out, Luo Yimu's personality didn't look like a person who would go to a bar to get drunk, so motivated by curiosity, Jian Ling asked again: [Why did you go to the bar that day? ]

After a few minutes, Luo Yimu replied to her: [It's late, take a good rest. ] Obviously don't want to talk about it.

Jian Ling thought, it seems that something happened that day, and Luo Yimu was stimulated, so he went back to the bar to get drunk.

What could make a person like Luo Yimu so motivated to go to a bar to hunt for sex?Jian Ling scratched her head and couldn't imagine it.

……

Luo Yimu scrolled through Jian Ling's circle of friends until midnight.She seldom cares about other people's private life. This WeChat is a private account, and she doesn't have many friends. Today, she spy on Jian Ling's life through the Internet, but she can't stop like an addiction.

Jian Ling's circle of friends is rich in content. The most recent one was yesterday morning. There are only two words "so sleepy", without even punctuation marks. If you look further, you will find that her life is really colorful, rock climbing, swimming, rafting , skiing, no matter how bad it is, she will go to the countryside with her friends to have a barbecue and picnic. She has many friends, and the people who appear in the photos of seven or eight consecutive events are different. Luo Yimu also saw a certain picnic event, and Luo Qin was among them. It seems that he is quite familiar with Jian Ling.

It really is not suitable.

Luo Yimu turned off the phone screen expressionlessly and put it on the bedside table.

……

After adding Luo Yimu's WeChat account, Jian Ling chatted with her more frequently, and often sent her invitations, such as asking her if the weather is good recently, would she like to go hiking together on the weekend, or a new movie was released two days ago, It is said that it is very exciting. When I asked Luo Yimu if he was free to watch it together, the answer he got was only one word: no.

Jian Ling persevered. Even if she really couldn't think of a way to ask Luo Yimu out, she still had to send "Good morning" every morning and "Have a good rest" at night. Three to five minutes to turn on the phone to see if there is any new news, and dare not play the game, for fear of missing Luo Yimu took the initiative to find her, the Internet cafe staff observed for a few days, exchanged information in whispers, and unanimously decided that the boss is definitely in a relationship , Look at the young girl Huaichun's mood when staring at the phone, what is it if it is not dating?

"Look at Lingjie's happy face. This is a happy event. When will you introduce my brother-in-law to us?" Xiao Liu, who was not afraid of death, went to make fun of Jian Ling, but Jian Ling kicked him away.

Jian Ling smiled and said, "Go, brother-in-law, you have to call sister-in-law."

"Yes, yes, yes." Xiao Liu thought that Jian Ling was joking, and asked with a smile, "Then when will Sister Ling introduce my sister-in-law to us?"

Jian Ling laughed and scolded: "Sooner or later, I'm not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry for?" She touched the scar on her abdomen with her hand through the clothes, the bruise had almost faded away, and the pain was long gone, only Luo Yi The temperature on Mu's fingertips still remained, which kept her awake at night.

With the experience of being rejected last time, Jian Ling wanted to approach Luo Yimu as gently as possible, and let her gradually adapt to her existence.

But being reminded by Xiao Liu today, Jian Ling became impatient again.

For more than a week, I could only occasionally chat with Luo Yimu on WeChat, and all I got was Luo Yimu's extremely brief and indifferent response. No matter how you looked at it, it seemed to be coping. I want to be alone, I want to see her appearance, I want to hear her voice, I want to smell her body, I want to hold her in my arms, and feel her warmth with my own body, Jian Ling feels like there are a thousand ants in her heart Climbing made her feel itchy, she insisted on seeing Luo Yimu right now.

A week was her limit, and she couldn't bear it any longer.

Jian Ling glanced at the time, it was exactly [-]:[-] in the evening, Luo Yimu had just finished class, and according to past experience, she still had to answer questions for those students, she should still be in the classroom now, Jian Ling had no time to think, Shouted: "I have something to go out, Xiao Liu, please keep an eye on it." She couldn't wait for Xiao Liu to answer, picked up her mobile phone and ran out the door in a hurry, and when Xiao Liu returned to the bar after delivering supper to the guests, Jane Ling Zao ran disappeared.

Jian Ling took out the speed of running a [-]-meter sprint and ran all the way to Jinling University. When she arrived at the elevator entrance of the teaching building in Block C, she found that both elevators were labeled "Elevator failure, urgent repair". He gasped twice with his knees rushing, fearing that he would miss Luo Yimu if he was a second late, he ran to the next stairs without hesitation, and went up to the seventh floor without resting.

When she stepped on the last step, her legs were as heavy as lead, her knees were trembling uncontrollably, her back was almost bent at 90 degrees, only relying on the idea that she must see Luo Yimu in her head Obsession moved to the classroom step by step, bean-sized beads of sweat fell to the ground, and he gasped for breath with his mouth open. The cold wind sucked in his throat was like a knife being cut, dry and painful, and he could taste a little rust.

There were no students left in the corridor, only Jian Ling struggled to move forward.

Her lungs were extremely hypoxic, she was dizzy, she couldn't see the way ahead, and she bumped into someone head-on.She no longer had any extra strength, squeezed into the man's arms, wrapped her neck around her, leaned on her shoulders, closed her eyes and panted.

The man hugged her, and there was a bit of unexpected emotion in his voice: "Jane Ling?"

Jian Ling blushed, resting her head on Luo Yimu's shoulder, and smiled with difficulty pulling the corners of her lips, "It's... not bad... I caught up..."

Luo Yimu's neck was full of her rough breathing, which was hot, and the collarbone could feel the abnormal heat of Jian Ling's face. Their chests were pressed against each other, and Jian Ling's violent heartbeat shook Luo Yimu's chest. It made her heart beat unbalanced.

It has been a week since we saw each other again, and the sudden appearance of Jian Ling made Luo Yimu's expression unnatural for a moment, "Why are you here?"

Jian Ling's arms hanging around her neck were tightened, and he rubbed his nose against her neck like a puppy, humming in aggrieved way, "I miss you."

Three short words, with shortness of breath, her lips trembling when she said it, warmly hit Luo Yimu's heart, making her heart tingle like ripples.