Self-investment

Jian Ling's Internet cafe was smashed by those debt-seeking gangsters that Hao Xinyi provoked, and suffered heavy losses. The sliding glass door at the entrance of the shop was smashed to pieces, and the bar counter was also damaged to the point of being useless. All had to be replaced. Xin, these losses are not the biggest. The most severely damaged area is the boarding area. In the first three rows near the bar, a total of [-] computers were smashed, including the computer desks, all of which were turned into debris.These computers have just updated their hardware this year. Although they are in the ordinary boarding area near the door, and are not VIP booths, it is roughly estimated that the loss is more than [-]. In addition to the apparent loss, the store has to be cleaned these days. , Internet cafes will not be able to open for the time being, which is another invisible loss.

Every day when Jian Ling went downstairs and looked at the vacant seats after the damage had been cleaned up, she couldn't help worrying about where to get the money for the repairs.She had been frowning for a few days, and could only comfort herself. Fortunately, it was her own frontage, and she didn't need rent. If she didn't open the door for a few days, the big deal was that she didn't make money.

Jian Ling's arm was injured and he couldn't move, so all the cleaning and cleaning of the store fell on Xiao Liu alone. Although Xiao Liu was a little timid, he was a real person. In the store, Jian Ling, a girl, was ashamed to face those gangsters alone, and she also felt sorry for Jian Ling. She took the initiative to take care of all the cleaning work in the store, including finding a decorator to replace the glass doors and redecorate. The bar counter, transporting the wreckage of the computers to the warehouse behind the staff dormitory, etc., one person used it as two people, no matter how tired he was, he never complained, a lot of work was completely beyond the scope of his duties, he did it silently, completely He had no intention of claiming credit in front of Jian Ling.

Seeing this in Jian Ling's eyes, he was grateful that he still persisted in the most difficult time of the Internet cafe. When the monthly salary was paid, he paid Xiao Liu double salary. Xiao Liu was shocked when he saw the transfer record on the card and ran Go and ask Jian Ling if she accidentally mistyped the wrong money with trembling hands, and transfer the extra amount to her.

"That's right, that's all." Jian Ling said with a smile, "The business of the Internet cafe is not going well this month. It turns out that you are the only one left with five or six employees, and a lot of work falls on you alone. I’ve been recuperating from my injuries for a while, so I can’t help you much. I know your hard work. The extra salary is just a bonus for you. After a while, I’ll recruit a few people to share your burden. I will officially give you a salary increase."

"Sister Ling..." Xiao Liu was moved to the point of tears, thinking that he really did not follow the wrong person.

At the monthly closing of the Internet cafe, Jian Ling did some calculations. The profit in the first half of the month was good. In the second half of the month, due to frequent disturbances, the business was bleak. Even in the next few days, the level of income was not enough. The Internet cafe was redecorated and purchased computers, desks Chairs, as well as the staff salaries paid before, after excluding these expenses, the actual net loss was more than 5 yuan. Jian Ling was worried about where the money should come from. Now that I am short of money, I can't wait to sell it on the Internet slowly, so I directly found a friend who specializes in selling second-hand brand-name goods at a friendly price and accepted it.

That friend was met by Jian Ling when he was climbing the mountain a few years ago. He had played with him many times, and he was also a straightforward person. He directly charged the price he gave to the customer, and if he didn't make any money, he would do Jian Ling a favor.

"Thank you Qin Yong, you are a timely help. Without you, I would have to drink the northwest wind this month." Jian Ling was touched in his heart, and patted the buddy on the shoulder, "I will recover from my injury some other day and we must be well." Get together."

"You can pull it down. You have been hurt for almost two months. Every time I see you, I say this." Qin Yong waved his hand and laughed at her: "Can it still heal? It won't be really disabled, right? ?”

"Fuck you, who are you cursing? The bandages will be removed in a week." Jian Ling's heart was moved because of Qin Yong's gag, and he laughed and scolded: "Go to hell, dogs can't spit ivory out of their mouths."

"Okay, I'm not here to obstruct your eyes, but Ah Ling, you owe our brothers several meals, don't you? When you recover from your injury, I must call Xiao Tang, Da Fang and the others to kill them. You can't eat it."

"All right, all right, I've got my wallet ready, waiting for you to kill me, okay?" Jian Ling really hasn't had a party with those friends who had a good time for a long time, and it's strange to think of them, so he said, "Help Let me take care of Xiao Tang and the others, just say that I didn’t deliberately distance myself, it’s just that I’m injured and there’s nothing I can do.”

"Don't worry, we've been friends for several years, don't we know who you are?" Qin Yong put Jian Ling's bags of brand-name goods in the trunk, got into the driver's seat, and talked to Jian Ling in the car. Waving goodbye, "Let's go, goodbye."

"Be careful on the road." Jian Ling said.

Qin Yong handled his affairs properly, and at four o'clock in the afternoon, he sent the money to Jian Ling, a total of 4 yuan, after excluding the loopholes of posting Internet cafe losses, there were more than [-] yuan left, all of which were transferred to Luo Yimu card. Just as paying back her previous medical expenses and wheelchair money, I don't know if it's enough.

When Luo Yimu received the transfer text message, he was in the office instructing several senior students on their graduation thesis proposal reports, so he didn't check it in time.

Except for a very small number of students who are highly motivated, the rest of the undergraduates rarely need to write formal papers in their four-year college career. Even the only time most students write papers in their lives is their senior year graduation thesis. Whether to graduate or not, many students don't know which direction to go like headless chickens. The school also takes this into consideration. Generally, one teacher guides 5 to 10 students in their graduation thesis writing, and the tutor gives students 10 For the thesis topic, students can choose one of these topics to write in. Of course, if students have their own ideas, they can also draw up the thesis direction by themselves, and then submit it to the tutor to see if it is reasonable.

These students are writing formal thesis for the first time, and even the opening report is messy, and the structure of the designed thesis is a mess. There are even two lazy students who just picked up a few papers from HowNet and put them together. I wrote two so-called "opening reports" that were completely different. Some paragraphs were picked up from the graduate thesis that Luo Yimu brought a few years ago. Luo Yimu saw it at a glance. The opening report was picked out and thrown aside, and she first analyzed with other students who had done it seriously what needed improvement in their opening report. She said that those students were concentrating on taking notes, and thanked her with her own report after taking notes.

"At the same time next Monday, I will bring your proposal report to my office to check the progress. I have already given you all my contact information, and I have also established a group. I will post any notifications in the group. Of course During this period, if you have any questions, you can contact me directly. I will be in the office when there is no class on weekdays, and you can also come to the office to find me. Well, if you have no other questions, the rest of the students can go back first." Luo Yi Mu picked up the two opening reports she had thrown on the table, "These two students stay here."

The rest of the students took a sympathetic look at the two foolish students, breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly fled Luo Yimu's office. The students who stayed had their hearts raised in their throats.

"The rubbish that was improvised yesterday? How long have you been fighting until the early morning?" Luo Yimu snorted with a gloomy expression, and threw the two reports back at them in a nonchalant manner. Dare to fool."

"Luo... Teacher Luo... We know we are wrong."

"From today onwards, send me your project opening report documents every day. I have already asked other teachers. You have no classes now. I don't care what your reasons are. You must come over with your computer on time at three o'clock every afternoon. I will explain the progress of your thesis, including the progress of literature collection and data statistics."

"Huh? Teacher Luo, I'm still looking for a job!" one of the students shouted exaggeratedly.

"You may not be able to get a diploma, what kind of job are you looking for?" Luo Yimu sneered, nodded, and gave in a step, "Okay, then at 07:30 in the morning, this won't delay your job hunting, right?"

"Understood, Mr. Luo." The classmate really had nothing to say, and the two of them walked away despondently with their opening report that Luo Yimu criticized as "garbage".

After they left, another teacher in the office raised his head and smiled, sighed, and persuaded Luo Yimu: "Mr. Luo, why bother? They don't care about it themselves. Why are you worrying so much about them? In the end, you have to hide it behind your back." To scold you, just turn a blind eye and close one eye, anyway, if these students fail to graduate in the end, you have nothing to lose."

Luo Yimu had exhausted too much energy in the afternoon, and was closing his eyes to rest his mind at the moment, when he heard this, he opened his eyes and said flatly, "This is my duty as a teacher."

Whether those students can graduate is their own business, and Luo Yimu doesn't care if he scolds behind his back, but Luo Yimu is a teacher for a day, he must be worthy of his own teacher status, maybe those students have been like this for four years, At least when I was writing my graduation thesis, I did study something seriously by myself. Don’t make a joke that after four years of university, I still don’t know what my major is researching until the day of graduation.

The other teacher was just transferred from another university and had never met Luo Yimu before. When she heard her say that, she shook her head and smiled, "I finally know why the graduation rate of students taught by Mr. Luo is always the first in the school." Yes, I admire it."

Luo Yimu didn't answer the call, but remembered the vibrating reminder on his phone, opened the drawer, took out his phone to see what the message was.

A receipt reminder, the amount is not small, the transfer is an unfamiliar account, Luo Yimu thought for a while, it seems that there has been no income in the account recently, and he couldn't figure out who sent the money, but looking at the time, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon Well, she has an evening class at seven o'clock in the evening, so she has to go to Jian Ling's to cook her dinner right now, otherwise it will be too late.

Today, I was in a hurry and couldn't cook anything delicious. Luo Yimu quickly bought a catty of lean meat, a cucumber, and half a catty of mushrooms at the market. He was going to make cucumber fried meat, and a mushroom egg drop soup. The element collocation is balanced, and it is not troublesome.

It was less than [-]:[-] when we arrived at Jian Ling's house, and Jian Ling knew that Luo Yimu was coming when he heard the sound of hurried footsteps. With the plastic bag in her hand, she stood on tiptoe and kissed her, "I have already steamed the rice, and put the water according to the scale line, I don't know if it will work."

Luo Yimu hugged her waist, responded to her kiss naturally, pecked her lips lightly, and said with a smile: "Didn't you say you don't move when I come to cook?"

"You have worked very hard at school every day, and you still have to cook for me, I can't bear it." Jian Ling chuckled, "But today is the first time I steamed rice, if it is not cooked, you are not allowed to laugh at me .”

"How could it be?" Luo Yimu kissed the corner of her mouth again, let go of his arm and changed his shoes, "Even if you cooked a pot of raw rice today, I will definitely eat it."

"Nonsense, how can you eat raw rice." Jian Ling put the vegetables he just picked up into the vegetable sink, "I've already thought about it, if the rice doesn't steam well, I'll go downstairs and buy it from the convenience store opposite. Come back with a few steamed buns, hey, am I smart?"

"Smart." Luo Yimu said while washing the vegetables, "You are the smartest person in the world."

"No, I'm the second smartest person in the world." Jian Ling said.

When Luo Yimu heard this, he turned to look at her.

Jian Ling chuckled, and said, "You are the most intelligent person in the world."

Luo Yimu pursed his lips and curved into a slight smile, then turned back to wash her cucumbers.

Jian Ling took a wet towel and squatted in the entrance to wipe Luo Yimu's dark brown shallow leather shoes that were stained with mud in the vegetable market. After wiping the wet towel, he wiped it again with a dry tissue to ensure that the surface of the leather was smooth and translucent, like Brand new.

Luo Yimu always said that it was just a pair of shoes, so don't worry about it, but Jian Ling said that a pair of shoes is small, but it represents Luo Yimu's image in front of the students. The leader who came to inspect couldn't justify wearing a pair of dirty shoes, and he had to clean them carefully every time.

The dinner was simple, with one dish and one soup, and it was ready and served before six o'clock. Jane looked excitedly and expectantly at the pot of rice she steamed. The white rice grains were cooked and swelled, exuding white heat crystal clear , Jianling succeeded in cooking rice for the first time, with an indescribable sense of accomplishment, he put the rice cooker on the dining table as if offering a treasure, and opened the lid, "Look, Mumu! My steamed rice! Isn't it amazing?"

"Excellent." Luo Yimu shrugged his nose and sniffed, "Very fragrant."

"Of course, I don't even look at who cooked it." Jane Ling raised her eyebrows proudly.

Luo Yimu smiled lightly, took a rice spoon and put a bowl of rice in front of her, "Don't be too beautiful, try the rice you cook yourself."

While eating, Jian Ling remembered something and asked, "By the way, Mumu, do you have evening class today?"

"Well, what's the matter?" Luo Yimu picked up a chopstick of cucumber for Jian Ling.

Jian Ling is a carnivorous person, whoever stir-fries with meat and vegetables must only eat meat and not vegetables, so Luo Yimu had no choice but to pick some vegetarian dishes for her from time to time and let her eat them.

"No, it's already November now, the temperature is getting lower and lower, and it's getting dark earlier." Jian Ling glanced at the sky outside the window, it was only six o'clock, and it was already completely dark, and the street lights outside were on. Get up, the light is dim yellow, people with good eyesight have to watch the road carefully, not to mention Luo Yimu who is blind at night, "I will take you to your evening class in the future, it is so dark, I don't worry about you being alone. "

"Okay." Luo Yimu agreed with a smile.

The two ate quietly.

After a while, Jian Ling said again, "By the way, I'll send you the money for the wheelchair and medical expenses this afternoon. You can see if it's enough. I'll send you another payment next month."

Luo Yimu tightened his hand holding the chopsticks, "You sent the money?"

"En." Jian Ling nodded.

Luo Yimu frowned instantly, with a complicated look on his face, "Didn't you say you don't need it, Ah Ling, you have to tell me so clearly?"

"I didn't make it clear to you. I did owe you the money, so I should pay you back now." Jian Ling and Luo Yimu were already a little inferior, and they didn't want to owe Mrs. Luo Yimu any more money. Well, she just likes Luo Yimu purely, and she didn't stay with her because of Luo Yimu's money and status, so who would she be?

"What's mine is yours, Ah Ling, you don't need to see me." Luo Yimu's face was still not very good-looking.

"Okay, I get it, you are mine, why not? So the money is in your pocket or mine, but it's from the left pocket to the right, what's the difference? Mumu you also Don't worry about it, just treat it as if I put it with you, and when I'm short of money, I'll care if you want it or not?" Jian Ling didn't want to quarrel with Luo Yimu over such a trivial matter, so she brought the topic over with a smile, "You Isn't there class at seven o'clock, hurry up and eat, and be careful not to be late."

……

It’s already very cold in November, especially at night, without the sun’s rays, a gust of north wind blows over, and some face is cut. Jian Ling has not exercised for more than two months, and her physical fitness is not as good as before, and she is a little afraid of the cold, and Luo Yimu walked hand in hand on the way to Jinling University, and was shivered by the wind.

Luo Yimu tilted his head to look at her, unbuttoned his windbreaker, pulled Jian Ling's hand into his arms, hugged her tightly in his arms, and wrapped her in the warm windbreaker.

Jian Ling raised her head in confusion, her eyes full of doubts.

"It's so warm." Luo Yimu said.

The corners of Jian Ling's mouth immediately curved into a big arc, and he hugged her tightly back. The two of them stuck together awkwardly, and walked slowly.

Luo Yimu's hands were cold, but his chest was warm, soft to the touch, and very fragrant. Jian Ling clung to her body like an octopus, and what lingered in her nose was the fragrance that belonged to Luo Yimu alone. She felt deeply Taking a breath, she said intoxicated, "Mumu, why do you have such a provocative fragrance? It was born to seduce me. Every time I smell it, my calves feel weak."

Luo Yimu laughed, "I've lived for more than 30 years, and you are the only one who says I smell good."

Luo Yimu has been extremely cold-tempered since he was a child, and he doesn't like all kinds of pretty things like ordinary girls.

When her parents were young, they wanted a cute and cute daughter. Unexpectedly, their first child gave birth to a fat son, Luo Yimu's elder brother. He is 38 years old this year. He took care of the family business with his parents in the United States. Later, his mother became pregnant again. This time, it was finally found out that she was a girl, which made her parents happy. Before Luo Yimu was born, they bought her all kinds of small clothes, small toys, and all kinds of beautiful little dresses at home.

It's a pity that the parents didn't expect that the little girl born was even tougher than her brother. She sneered at skirts and beautiful shoes since she was a child, but was very interested in Muay Thai and books. She started to read at the age of three and hugged her father in the study room At the age of six, she began to learn muay thai from her master. At the age of seven, she could beat a boy who was two heads taller than her until he lay on the ground and couldn't stand up. Luo Yimu's parents wanted a soft The wish of the cute little princess finally came true.

Luo Yimu had few friends since she was a child. Except for Guan Xu, the only one she could confide in was the poor Samoyed she picked up outside the fence in her backyard. Before Jian Ling, no one had ever said that she had What kind of scent? Even after Jian Ling said this, Luo Yimu even asked Guan Xu if he had any strange smell.

Guan Xu laughed at her: "You don't even wear perfume, how can there be any smell? You really think too much."

So probably Jian Ling is the only person in this world who can smell Luo Yimu's fragrance.

Luo Yimu remembered that the silly Samoyed in the past also jumped into his arms when nothing happened, smelling everywhere on his body, which was a bit similar to Jian Ling's current behavior.

"It's very fragrant." Jian Ling sniffed Luo Yimu's neck again, "It's sweet, a bit like the fragrance of flowers, but it's much fresher than the fragrance of flowers." The inexplicable fragrance made Jian Ling Fascinated, she suddenly showed a look of enlightenment, and smiled slyly like a fox, "Probably because we are a natural pair, so your fragrance can only be enjoyed by me, and others can't smell it even if they want to."

Luo Yimu lowered his brows and smiled, and looked at Jian Ling's eyes in a blur in the night. This man was only interested in talking silly things, and didn't make any expressions or movements to seduce Luo Yimu, but Luo Yimu's heart was still beating. , You Qi Ling's slender and thick long eyelashes swept her neck, numb like an electric shock.

On the street full of people coming and going, Luo Yimu moved his mind and suddenly wanted to kiss Jian Ling.

Moist lips, as sweet and tender as petals, Luo Yimu wanted to kiss her in his heart, and he couldn't suppress it, the more he suppressed, the more he wanted to kiss her.

Jian Ling fit her perfectly, and could detect every tiny movement, not to mention Luo Yimu's swallowing sound was loud, not only the movement was obvious, but the sound also penetrated into the ears.

Jian Ling snickered in Luo Yimu's arms, pretending not to know, and broke away Luo Yimu's clenched fist, "Don't keep pinching yourself, it's about to bleed, don't you hurt? Besides, it's a pity that such a beautiful hand has scars." .”

The hot breath sprayed to the throat, like a small feather scratching gently in the cracks of the bones, making it uncomfortable and itchy. Just as Luo Yimu let go of his palm, he clenched Jian Ling's palm with his backhand and interlaced his fingers with her. Entangled.

Jian Ling raised the corner of her mouth, secretly thinking about her own little calculations, her little finger deliberately scratched the back of Luo Yimu's hand, feeling that the veins on the back of her hand were bulging restlessly.

On the road from the Internet cafe to the gate of Jinling University, there is a small alley, which used to lead to the residential area. Now the old houses have been demolished, and the people have moved away long ago, leaving only ruins and few people.

When passing by the alley, Jian Ling was caught off guard, dragged Luo Yimu in, pressed against the wall, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Luo Yimu's lips.

There were no street lights in the alley, and the night at the beginning of the month was extremely dark, and Luo Yimu couldn't see anything in front of his eyes, only Jian Ling's lips were moist and soft.