Dear girl

There is a line of pale yellow petals in the cracks of the gravel road, and the blossoming osmanthus flowers are like hairpins pinned to the branches, exquisite and petite, with a fragrant fragrance.

Xia Yao carried a box of Corona and stepped onto the road covered by the residential buildings through the sunlight that came in from the No. [-] gate. She held the cardboard box tightly with her fingers, her arms were so sore that she didn't feel like her own.

**

At this time, Song Xinci was sitting in the VIP waiting room, waiting for the high-speed train at 09:30.

Today Song Xinci is wearing a white 1994 green T-shirt, a pair of light blue ripped jeans, a small scarf, and a round hair. Because he needs to watch an iPad, he temporarily wears sunglasses on the back of his head.

Song Xinci crossed Erlang's legs, leaned on the seat, and held the tablet.The slender and beautiful fingers pressed the keyboard in a leisurely manner, picking some questions that needed to be answered, or fans who seemed interesting to her on Weibo, and answered them one by one.

Xiaoxiaoxiaoxiaomoxie: I am your new fan [very happy] Recently, the mini fans are so excited, I am really curious, what kind of person can write these songs [Looking forward]

Song Xinci: Successor of Socialism [Not Simple]

Do you want to sneeze: Xiao Xi, tell me how long it’s been since you released a new song [curse] Are you in love [sad]

Song Xinci: Brother Sneeze, you still don’t know me after so long [doge] If I have a partner, what kind of single, I will release an album directly [doge]

Slow ants: I just want to know if I can hear new songs before the Chinese New Year [Crazy]

Song Xinci: What is more beautiful than beauty is the beauty that comes across unexpectedly [喵喵]

Slow ants: this is why you procrastinate [disappointed] I'll be in fifth grade in a few days [disappointed]

Song Xinci: What love song do children listen to [laugh without speaking]

……

During the period, Song Xinci looked at Liu Wei next to him, who was holding a laptop and making a video call.It's still the same suit, the same pair of glasses, and the indifferent expression is still familiar. She exudes the atmosphere of being ready to go to the battlefield at any time, and her voice is as meticulous as a machine. She said: "Mr. Song said that marketing planning and advertising The business is for Four Seasons Media. I want to accompany President Xiao Song to Ningzhou City. It’s not easy to get this agent, so I’ll have to work hard for you later.”

Mr. Song... Song Xinci: Sister Weiwei is the only one who can talk about your hard work so coldly.

"Sister Weiwei, what are we going to do?" Song Xinci asked after Liu Wei finished the video call.

Liu Wei closed the notebook and put her fists on it: "You will know when you go."

I'm going to say a few words about this, Song Xinci closed the tablet: "A great man once said, don't fight an unprepared battle, don't fight an unsure battle. I don't know anything, you really think of me as Liu Chan brought..."

Liu Wei pushed her glasses and looked at Song Xinci: "Do you really want to know?"

Of course not, she was just bored and curious, Song Xinci surrendered: "Just pretend I didn't ask."

**

In the past few days, Xia Yao got drunk every day.I tried drinking milk before drinking alcohol, tried eating a raw egg before drinking alcohol, and finally found that the anti-alcoholic medicine is more effective.

There are two boxes of empty bottles piled up in the living room, the night diffuses into the quiet room, the curtains are gently blown by the wind, like a quiet girl lifting the corner of her skirt, letting in a trace of coolness.

When Xia Yao woke up, she realized that she was sleeping on the floor.It was already dark, and the cool floor tiles were like a piece of freshly frozen ice, which made her sit up suddenly.In the dark, feeling a little pain in the back of her head, Xia Yao stretched out her hand to touch it, and there was a small bulge in one place, she vaguely remembered that she seemed to have fallen off the sofa.

Still dizzy, Xia Yao stood up with one hand propped on the sofa, touched the door and turned on the light, leaned against the wall for 3 minutes, patted her face, went back to the bedroom, found a set of clean pajamas, and walked into the bathroom.

**

Song Xinci was wearing a white bathrobe, sitting cross-legged on the bed, with a few pieces of A4 paper with "positive" painted on it scattered beside him, tapping his notebook with both hands to enter today's data.

God knows, she thought she was here to discuss business, but it turned out to be counting the traffic of a certain local convenience store chain.Painting "positive" in normal times, using the camera during morning peak hours and meal times, every time for half an hour...something anyone can do, isn't this just playing her.

When Song Xinci was about to pick someone up and leave, Liu Wei would say calmly, "Can't you see that your father is trying to settle the debts of your Song's socks business with you? He just wants you to have a better memory. You can go back after staying for more than half a month, you can figure it out yourself.

Song Xinci: "..." For long-term happiness, she endured.

If Lao Song was so angry and forced her to go north again, it would be a waste of money.

Song Xinci tilted his neck twice on the left and right, and stretched his waist: "The recording is finally over."

Picking up the phone, he asked for a video call with Xia Yao.

It took more than ten seconds for the other side to answer, and Song Xinci lay on the bed: "Sister Yao, what are you doing?"

The loose bathrobe is slightly opened, and the milk-like smooth and delicate skin outlines a graceful figure, from the pretty little eyebrows to the smiling eyes, from the small and straight nose to the crystal full lips, from the slender neck From the curve to the sexy and delicate collarbone... Song Xinci looked at the screen, his eyes were shining with the shooting stars of the prairie in the early morning.

She streaks across the night sky with passion, hoping to fulfill your every wish.

"The phone is in the bedroom." So I didn't answer it right away.On the screen, Xia Yao smiled lightly, her fair face was as gentle as a petal slowly falling in a pond, "How did you learn over there?"

Song Xinci raised his eyebrows, with an indescribable expression: "I have gained a lot..."

"Sure." Xia Yao said, "If you get rich, don't forget about me."

Song Xinci immediately sat up, pressed his heart with one hand, and looked at Xia Yao affectionately: "Of course not. Regardless of birth, old age, sickness or death, poverty or wealth... until death can separate us."

Xia Yao lowered her head, her long eyelashes were like two wings as thin as a cicada's wings, and her thin shoulders rested on the past time, like her long black hair, full of moving fragrance.Her ears started to turn red. After Xia Yao thought about it, a while passed. When she came back to her senses, she realized that the chat had broken down. It passed by, guess what it said?"

This straightforward twist.

Song Xinci: "..." This kind of cold joke on the street, if someone else said it, she really wanted to make an emoticon - experience it for yourself.

But, she said, "I guess it'll stop and wave to the hedgehog..."

"Sure enough, learning makes people progress—" Xia Yao nodded, "You guessed it all."

Song Xinci: "..."

"Sister Yao."

"Ok?"

"Sister Yao."

"Ok?"

"Sister Yao."

"what happened?"

Song Xinci blinked: "You know..."

Something warm flowed through her heart, Xia Yao asked, "...do I understand?"

"You must understand." Song Xinci looked at Xia Yao encouragingly, "You are so smart."

"yes……"

"So imaginative."

"Have it……"

"Afraid?"

Xia Yao squeezed her fingers: "What are you afraid of?"

Song Xinci's smile grew stronger: "I asked you if you were afraid."

After a few seconds.

"Not afraid."

"Then be brave." Song Xinci's eyes are like a rose, with thorns that can resist the north wind, and a fragrance that is guarded by heart. "I, too, should be brave."

Xia Yao looked at the front camera, her tone was spring breeze: "New words, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Of course." Song Xinci leaned against the head of the bed, "It's just..."

At this time, the door of Song Xinci's room rang.

Song Xinci: "..." Can she curse?

"Wait a minute." Song Xinci faced the screen, like a little sheep just a second ago.A second later, I got out of bed, stepped on my slippers, and walked to the door like a big bad wolf, "Who?"

"Liu Wei."

"what's up?"

"Your dad wants to see the data you have collected these days."

Really daddy.

Song Xinci said: "Can't you send messages?"

Liu Wei's voice was even colder: "What's wrong with you?"

Song Xinci opened the door and let Liu Wei in. He leaned on the table and crossed his arms: "Sister Weiwei, have you ever thought about what to do if there are other people in my room?"

"That's really embarrassing——" Liu Wei picked up the notebook from the bed, walked straight to the door, and looked back at Song Xinci, "Actually, my main task is to make ward rounds by order."

Song Xinci looked at the closed door and gritted his teeth.

Isn't it just a notebook? She will buy it tomorrow.

When Song Xinci went back to look at her phone, Xia Yao had already hung up the video, and there was only one message: go to bed early, good night.

Song Xinci scratched in the air and fell powerlessly on the bed.

She actually meant to say just now—of course, that's what you think.

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