Self-investment

The voice in the darkness hit her ears for a moment, and Jian Ling couldn't believe it. She froze for a second, then suddenly realized, raised her hand and fumbled for the switch by the wall, and opened it with a snap. Squinting his eyes and meeting his eyes, Jian Ling smiled when he saw the slightly stunned expression on the woman's face.

"Sister, who are you looking for? You shouldn't be looking for me, right?" Jian Ling stood up, leaning forward with her hands on the table, leaning forward, approaching the woman, with a happy smile on the corner of her mouth, "Do you miss me? How did you find this place?" ?”

Jian Ling thinks that her charm is still the same as before, it's just a casual encounter in the middle of the night, which can make such a beautiful woman think about it day and night, and find her in the Internet cafe in the middle of the night.Being missed by others, she is still a rare and beautiful woman, which makes Jian Ling's self-confidence extremely inflated, and her bent eyes become more tender and affectionate, as if they are not just a one-time relationship, but lovers who have been in love for many years and have deep feelings.

She was too close, away from the ambiguous atmosphere of the bar, such a close distance seemed out of place between two strangers, Jian Ling's purple-gray short hair also lost the charm of the unknown in the bar that night, the woman's slender eyebrows slightly He took a step back in a measured manner, "Are you an employee here?"

As soon as these words came out, Jian Ling knew that she didn't come here specially for her, she felt a little disappointed in her heart, the smile on her face remained unchanged, pretending to be sad, "Sister's words really make me sad, thanks to the fact that I never forget you day and night, You see, I keep the handkerchief you gave me close to my body all the time, hoping to return it to you in person someday." As she spoke, she took out the white handkerchief from her pocket.

"Throw it away."

"That can't be done, sister, I'm not willing to throw away your things." Jian Ling stretched his arms, and handed the handkerchief to the woman, "Here, today it finally returned to its original owner."

The woman looked up at her, paused for two seconds, and stretched out her hand to take the handkerchief, but Jian Ling grabbed her palm with her backhand.

With palms down, Jane wrapped the woman's hand in a handkerchief, and touched the woman's smooth back with her thumb, just like the smooth feel that night. Her wrist bones, fingertips penetrated into her cuffs, and were about to go up, but she suddenly withdrew her hand from her palm, and took it away with the handkerchief.

Jian Ling's eyes were blurred, and when he looked at her again, his eyes were clear and calm, completely different from Jian Ling's.She even took the square handkerchief and carefully wiped her hand that was touched by Jian Ling just now, and threw the brand new handkerchief into the trash can at her feet without hesitation.

Totally undisguised disgust.

But it made Jane want to move.

"I'm looking for someone." The woman wiped her hands and went back to her business, "Luo Qin, do you know?"

Jian Ling nodded, "I know."

"Please call him out."

Jian Ling sat back on the chair again, leaning lazily like a boneless one, propping his chin with one hand, raising his eyelids slightly, and smiling calmly, "That's not okay, I'm an Internet cafe, and I'm not in charge of finding people."

The woman frowned.

Jian Ling said again: "It's okay to find someone, you have to pay something, right?"

The woman understood, chuckled in a low voice, took out her wallet, opened it, didn't count it, and slapped all the money in it on the bar counter without blinking, Jian Ling glanced roughly, the pink banknotes, at least two Ten.

Really generous.

Jian Ling also imitated her and sneered, "Don't talk about money, it's so vulgar,"

"What do you want?" A trace of impatience finally flashed in the woman's eyes this time.

"It's very simple." Jian Ling sat upright and looked at her seriously, "How about adding a WeChat account?"

This woman is really rare, it is a surprise to meet again, Jian Ling does not want to miss it again.

The woman didn't even bother to answer, she curled her lips mockingly, dialed a number with her mobile phone, put it to her ear, and the call was connected in a few seconds, she said directly to the phone: "Come out within a minute .” After speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Seeing her swift action, Jian Ling couldn't help whistling, and praised, "Sister is handsome."

It was said to be 1 minute, but Luo Qin and his buddies ran and rolled out in less than half a minute. When they saw the woman standing outside the bar, they didn't dare to breathe. Stunningly, Luo Qin shrank his neck, and spoke first, trembling: "Little sister..."

The woman frowned, and Luo Qin was so frightened that he immediately changed his words, "Luo... Teacher Luo..."

The rest of the boys followed suit and bowed obediently, "Hello, Teacher Luo."

It turns out that her surname is Luo and she is also a teacher, Jian Ling thought to herself.

"Go back to the dormitory." The woman said coldly. Luo Qin and the others breathed a sigh of relief as if they had been pardoned. They said "Goodbye, Mr. Luo" and ran away one after another. She was also about to leave, but Jian Ling stopped her.

"Wait a moment!"

She turned around upon hearing this, and looked at Jian Ling puzzled.

"Get off the plane and check out, but I haven't given you any money yet." Jian Ling said confidently, "Five yuan for one hour, five hours for four people, a total of one hundred yuan, thank you for your patronage."

The woman glanced at the small stack of banknotes on the bar, which meant that the money had already been paid.

Jian Ling smiled and said, "This is the tracing fee paid by you as a guest, and the internet fee is extra. This is the rule."

The woman looked at her for a while, then took out her wallet and put the bank card on the table.

"Sorry, this store only accepts cash payment." Jian Ling stood behind the bar counter, bent over, leaning on the counter with her elbows, winked at her in a distorted manner, took out a soft leather notebook from nowhere, and pushed it along with the pen. In front of her, "Or you can choose to pay on credit."

Their eyes met, and Jane shrugged innocently. The woman stood there for a moment, probably thinking about whether there was another way. After a minute, she raised her hand to pick up a pen, opened a blank page of the book, and wrote down the IOU. .

"Don't forget the signature and contact information. If the guest escapes, who am I to talk to?" Jian Ling smiled triumphantly, and leaned over to watch her writing across the bar.

As expected of a teacher, the handwriting is neat and clean, and the pen is as sharp as a sharp knife. When writing arrears, the three characters "one hundred yuan" are written in regular capitals, almost flowing directly from the tip of the pen. Thinking, Jian Ling thought secretly in his heart, either he is a university teacher or he is educated.

Look at the signature again, "Luo Yimu".

is her name.

Even the names of cultural people are so elegant that people half understand and half don't understand, and it's strange. Jian Ling rolled these three words on the tip of his tongue, swallowed them slowly, and even his heart trembled. Trembling, she quietly raised her head from the paper and stared at Luo Yimu, this man's skin is really good, at such a close distance, there is no blemish at all, it is as slippery as a peeled egg.

Jian Ling was so envious, he swallowed, and suddenly leaned up to kiss her on the side of the cheek.

The woman's thumb and index finger gripped the pen tightly, and the final date of signing was also slightly stamped in ink.

"Sister, you are so sweet." Jian Ling licked her lips, smiling like a fox that stole fish, with crooked eyes.

She is beautiful, her smile is not obscene at all, on the contrary, she is a bit charming, Luo Yimu looked at her deeply for a while, then rolled his throat, and said: "Is it alright?"

"Thank you for your patronage, and welcome to come next time." Jian Ling took a look at the book, knelt down, and carefully locked the book in the drawer. When she got up, Luo Yimu had already walked away.

The taxi Luo Yimu called was waiting for her at the entrance of the Internet cafe. She got in the car and gave the address. The driver started off quickly. When she was almost home, her mobile phone vibrated suddenly. Luo Yimu took out the mobile phone and glanced at the screen casually. , is an unfamiliar local mobile phone number, this is her private number, not many people know it, except for one person tonight.

Luo Yimu thought about it, then picked it up, "Who is it?"

"Mumu, you are so cruel, you don't remember me so soon?"

A woman's voice came from the receiver, with a bit of deliberate sadness. The words were out of touch, but the tone was pleasant, neither high nor low, especially in the middle of the night, more like a cheerful ditty, Luo Yimu The young woman with weird and rebellious hair suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. She pressed her tongue against her teeth, frowned, her eyes were filled with boredom, and the corner of her mouth curled into an inadvertent arc.

"What's the matter?" The voice was still as cold as ever.

"It's okay, I'm afraid that if you leave a fake call and disappear into the vast crowd, then I will be very sad."

Luo Yimu could imagine the person on the other side of the phone, his brows were slightly frowned, his mouth was sad, and the smile in his eyes couldn't deceive anyone.

She didn't notice that the corners of her mouth were dizzy, but she said without mercy, "It's okay, I'll hang up." She really hung up the phone without any hesitation.

Not long after, Luo Yimu received a friend reminder on WeChat, the profile picture was a selfie of that person, and the note only had two words: creditor.

Luo Yimu moved her fingertips, and subconsciously said "accept", but suddenly stopped, thought for a while, and ignored it. At this time, the taxi had arrived at the destination. She turned on the flashlight of her mobile phone and got out of the car.Late at night in September, the wind was a bit chilly. When Luo Yimu got out of the car, it was pitch black and she couldn't see anything. It took her five or six minutes to get used to it before she could barely see the way ahead, and walked forward slowly with the flashlight on.

As she walked, she thought of Jian Ling again.

She is a pretty girl, from appearance to voice, she perfectly fits Luo Yimu's aesthetics, but she is a bum.

Jian Ling couldn't wait for Luo Yimu to pass the friend's application, and he didn't mind. He tapped on the phone screen and added Luo Yimu's phone number to the address book. Remarks: Sweetie.

Jian Ling licked her lips, just now she sneaked a kiss, but now the aftertaste on the tip of her tongue is like honey.

Even the name is so sweet, Mumu, Mumu.

It's not Britney.