in the month you disappeared

"returned home?"

Zheng Xi clicked on the text message from Wu Jin. It was sent at [-]:[-], and it seemed that he had just woken up.

"Well, you fell asleep last night, so I went back."

"It was supposed to be a good all-night movie, but I actually fell asleep. When did you leave?"

"It's not too late, I caught the last bus."

Wu Jin was opening the movie he hadn't finished watching before he fell asleep last night, and the screen showed yesterday's breakpoint was at 1 hour, 44 minutes and 20 seconds.

Just before Zheng Xi came out of the kitchen last night, Song Yutong called Wu Jin; the call time displayed on the phone was from 10:10 to 6:[-].

If it's to catch the last train, it means Jung-hee leaves a few minutes after she falls asleep.Wu Jin turned off the DVD player in dismay.

When it was about to get off work, a woman surnamed Li who claimed to be Song Yutong's assistant called the store and asked Zheng Xi to send a designated long skirt to a certain venue.

"Hello, Wu Jin?"

"Well, is something wrong?"

"Yes, I want to ask you something."

"?"

"You know...Song Yutong, right?" Zheng Xi subconsciously didn't use the word friend.

"Yes, what did she say to you? Or what?"

……

"Yes, I'm at the venue right now, and her assistant is here; can you find a place?"

Zheng Xi glanced at her watch, and the assistant said that she must deliver it within half an hour.

She should have splashed some mud on that noble and glamorous dress and cut two holes!Zheng Xi glanced at the price tag, but didn't make a move.

"I may not be able to arrive on time, can you... talk to Song Yutong? She should be accommodating for your sake, right?"

There was a moment of silence from the phone.

"I don't know her well. I can't care if you are late."

Zheng Xi's heart fluctuated up and down, as if since last night, she fled home in embarrassment, staggering, not daring to look directly at the sleeping face.

"Wait for me at the door of the shop, I'll be there in 10 minutes."

……

The blue sports car stopped, and the wind blew Zheng Xi's hair from the left side of his face.

Wu Jin's long hair was rolled up, and he was wearing a long white one-shoulder dress.

Charming beauty.

That gust of wind blew Zheng Xi's thoughts into a ball of entangled and rolling catkins.

Before I knew it, it was the time when "one day is like three autumns", the girl with fluttering white skirt, "the most is the gentleness of bowing her head, like a water lotus flower that can't bear the cool breeze".

"boarding."

Zheng Xi seemed to wake up from a dream, and sat in the co-pilot holding the paper bag with his head down.

"Why were you in a daze just now?"

Zheng Xi slowly stroked the messy hair covering her eyes, and turned her head to look at Wu Jin's side face. She looked very carefully, as if she wanted to see something from it.

"you look pretty today."

"You still like white so much?" Wu Jin raised the corner of his mouth meaninglessly, and said in a rhetorical tone.

The seat belt was pulled into Zheng Xi's palm, "What about you? Where are you now?"

"I...? It doesn't matter, I just think white is too pure and tender, it's not suitable for me."

Zheng Xi turned her head out of the window and said softly, "In my heart, she is a girl who will never grow old."

"Is there still room in your heart?" Wu Jin asked with no expression on his face.

Zheng Xi lowered his eyelashes.

Song Yutong glanced at the long skirt that Zheng Xi brought, and then saw Wu Jin walking behind her.

"Since you have brought the dress here, why don't you stay here for a meal."

Zheng Xi just wanted to shake his head, but Wu Jin said, "Alright, I'll take you back after dinner."

Song Yutong raised his eyebrows, "Wu Jin, you won't stay with me anymore"

Zheng Xi clenched his hand unconsciously, and said, "No need, I'll go back now. Wu Jin, you...you can do your work if you have something to do, I'm too much trouble for you today."

"Wait a minute." Wu Jin grabbed Zheng Xi's hand, "Stay here, I have something to tell you later."

Zheng Xi was brought into the cafeteria by the waiter.

The guests were all women.

"Would you like a cocktail?"

"Uh, okay, thank you." Zheng Xi took the cup cautiously and drank it in one gulp, trying to suppress his fast heartbeat with the wine.

The girl in the waiter's costume couldn't help covering her mouth and smiling when she saw her movements.

"You don't look like someone from here, you didn't sneak in?"

Zheng Xi scratched the back of his ear, a little embarrassed, "Do you still need an invitation here?"

The girl chuckled, "I guessed it right. If my uncle knew that there were so many women sneaking into his banquet, he would definitely be even more ugly."

Zheng Xi was at a loss, but chatting with this girl was much better than wandering around like a headless chicken by herself.

"Do you know Wu Jin?"

The girl nodded, "Of course, what's your relationship with her?"

Zheng Xi thought for a while, "I... know her."

"Oh, that's how it is," the girl patted her on the shoulder, "Sister Wu Jin's friend is my friend, let's go, I'll take you to find something delicious."

……

Zheng Xi burped, and took the mousse handed by the girl, "I... hiccup, I can't seem to eat it."

"Aren't you a waiter? Is it okay to stay here all the time?"

The girl drank and said, "Haha, you found out, don't sue me... Uh, it's useless to sue... Uncle doesn't listen to you... Uncle only listens to sister Wu Jin, hiccup, what a messy banquet , isn't it, hiccup, Sima Zhao's heart, everyone shouted..."

Zheng Xi corrected casually, "Everyone knows it."

The girl shook her head, "Just shouting and beating, that's why Miss Wu Jin doesn't like my lecherous and tasteless stinky old uncle."

Zheng Xi hiccupped silently.

"Drink with me!"

……

"Why did you come to this banquet? You know that man has bad intentions for you!" Zheng Xi approached Wu Jin who was next to the seat with a blushing face.

Wu Jin pushed her away a little, but Zheng Xi's head slammed into the car window without any sense of discipline, and there was a thud.

Zheng Xi whimpered.

Wu Jin took her arm, and asked with a half-smile, "Does it hurt? Just hitting it like this will hurt, right?" When she said this, a thick layer of haze appeared in her eyes .

Zheng Xi raised his head and stared at her.

Wu Jin moved his face away, "You're quite lenient; how do I and other men have something to do with you?"

"You... hiccup, you are not good," Zheng Xi narrowed his eyes, "You have never, never been like this before."

"You know?" Wu Jin smiled coolly, "Then what was I like before?"

Zheng Xi whimpered again, and Wu Jin saw the red envelope bulging on her forehead, and stretched out his hand to press it.

"You turned bad..."

Wu Jin said indifferently, "You're drunk, you've got the wrong person..."

Zheng Xi shook his head violently, "I'm not mistaken, you are you, she is her."

Wu Jin smiled and approached her face, "Really? Then you look at me, who am I?"

"You...you are, ugh—"

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