conspirator's love

After meeting Mo Jiaxin, Dialect's life is like a roller coaster, with ups and downs, and the adrenal hormones of the past 28 years have been saved and used for a day.So even if she came back to work after two days of sick leave, she still looked radiant, making people suspect that she didn't have a high fever, but went to Korea for plastic surgery, bilingbiling, she was still the same person, but she seemed to be different somewhere It's the same, it's so shiny that people can't help but stare at her.

"Emily, I haven't seen you for two days. Why do you seem to have become more beautiful, whathappened?" Apirl Liu stopped the dialect, still slurring English with his mouth full of curiosity.

In the past, in order to reduce wage deductions, the dialect described divorce as sickness, and personal leave as sick leave, but now it is hard to tell the truth, she patted Apirl on the shoulder, "I am sick and have a high fever, you have never heard of that sentence Talk? Ever since I got neuropathy, I feel refreshed. I tried it, and the beauty effect of high fever is the best. The skin is tight and delicate, and even the dead skin is saved. The swollen eyelids disappeared, and the double eyelids became darker. If you don't believe me, try it."

Apirl really looked crazy, thinking that it was too risky for her to come to work today, and she didn't know if she would bite.

When I came in the morning, I was busy helping the director with the PPT for the meeting. Seeing that it was time for lunch, Dialect decided to take a break, and opened QQ to see that various avatars flashed randomly. She deleted a lot of outdated group messages. Only A cartoon avatar of a bearded man, dialect clicked with anticipation, it was yesterday's message, "Girl, are you okay?"

Dialect's life has always been straightforward, and he has been on the road of being a good little rabbit for many years, and his spare time life is very professional.Seeing netizens and dating online were very popular back then, and she was absolutely insulated from them.

But when she first started working, in order to relieve the pressure, she became obsessed with playing Resident Evil 6 for a while, and also studied the strategy very seriously, so she met a netizen named "Quejin Shaoliang" on the forum.

It’s been almost 5 years of online friendship. From asking for advice on game skills at the beginning, to slowly talking about the movies I’ve seen, the songs I’ve heard, the books I’ve been moved by, the road I’ve traveled and the people I’ve been on. The shocking scenery, gradually this netizen who seems to have nothing to do with the dialect, has become a person who can speak freely in the dialect. There are many things that cannot be said to others, because of the Internet, and because of this distance from the real, she is more willing to be with the poor. Said, and regarded him as a big brother in his heart, although the two had never met.

"Well, I'm finally single again." Dialect typed on the keyboard, feeling relaxed.

"That's good, it's still a flower. I don't have a date to play King of Glory with me tonight." He replied quickly.

"Who says I don't have it? It's too popular. I fell in love as soon as I got out of the Civil Affairs Bureau." Dialect bluntly wanted to abuse the dog.

He replied with a wide-eyed header, "Really? Mushroom Mushroom, your behavior doesn't match your name at all. Where's the Mushroom? Hurry up and change your name to Flash."

"How did we meet again this time? Could it be a blind date again?" Sure enough, he played the spirit of a gossip dog, typing like flying.

"Hey, it's so bloody, I'll tell you next time." Dialect thought for a while, and decided not to test the elder brother's heart. In case of a stroke, it would be too inconvenient to type with one hand.

"Little comrade, I'm not afraid of dog blood, just pour me dog blood to ward off evil spirits." He added another cheap title.

"Then answer my question first." Dialect thought for a while before continuing to type, "Have you ever met a person, the first time you saw him, it seemed like you had known him for a long time, and he felt like your lost relative? "

"No, if there is, there can only be two situations. One is the blindness when striking up a conversation, but miss, you look familiar, and no one has used this kind of flirting." Jumped out again, "If you didn't strike up a conversation deliberately, I suggest you go for a DNA test. It may really be a lost relative."

Dialect made an icon of hitting the head with a hammer. "Let you talk nonsense."

"I understand, you mean that you met someone who hit it off and fell in love at first sight. If it's a friend, it's an instant hit, like the two of us. If it's a lover, it's the latter. Hehe, this is a meteorite hitting the earth. Little sister, you are lucky Not bad." Another cheap title.

"Brother, let's say, if you see a handsome man with a hot body on the street, would you feel moved?" As soon as he finished typing this sentence, Apirl Liu poked his head out from the door: "Emily , gotolunch. I'm starving to death. Comeon, it's hard to find a seat when you get there late."

"Here we come," Fang Yan grabbed his wallet, and without waiting for a reply, he typed, "I'm going to eat brother, let's talk."

Seeing the bearded head flickering for a while, Fang Yan glanced at him and replied: "I don't know, but I believe in tolerance that love has nothing to do with gender."

Dialect replied with a smiling face, grabbed his coat and chased after Apirl who was faster to eat than escape.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the breeze is gentle.The magnolia tree outside the window has been covered with fluffy buds, implying the spring that is still waiting to be talked about in early spring.Jiaxin was in a bright mood, the bud in her heart had long since taken off her fluffy coat, and it was full of charm.

An unread WeChat message flashed on the screen of the phone: Sis, is it just the two of us?Some things just let it go.

Mo Jiaxin picked up the phone and glanced at it, then swiped the WeChat message out of the screen with a light swipe of her index finger, without any intention of replying.

She picked up the card reader and imported all the photos from the camera to the computer. One of them was Dialect wearing a blue plaid pajamas. In the bright morning light, she raised her arms to cover her eyes, revealing only her pouty lips.Jiaxin's heart was soft, and she chose this photo and put it in the "Fang Xiaobai" exclusive folder.

Fang Xiaobai was dragged into the conference room after eating and drinking, and was released in it until the night was dark. His good mood and shining face were devastated and dimmed.

This world is not "feelings drink enough water", working people have to eat their stomachs before they can talk about love.

But at this moment, Fang Xiaobai, who was hungry, knew that a certain large animal was busy at home repairing the progress and did not have time to eat, so he decided to rush home first, feed the animal and feed himself by the way. The legendary woman in love exudes an unwise and irrational light.

In front of the advertising light box at the bus station, there were a few people who came back late.Fang Yan leaned on the light box, let out a long breath, lamented that it was not easy to make a living, but after a while, he remembered something and showed a weird smile.A young girl saw her behaving like a ghost and quickly moved two meters to the side.

Instead, a middle-aged man next to him squinted at Fang Yan, and sat on the seat next to the light box with a cigarette in his mouth.In the dark shadow under the lamp, his cigarette butt flickered on and off.

When the car arrived, Fang Xiaobai shuffled into the car, sat down and yawned.She leaned against the window with her head tilted, and stared at the night of the city for a while.

When she got out of the car, the night was as cold as water, and she was awakened by the oncoming chill.

The road from the bus station to my home has to pass through a large area of ​​newly built residential areas. Many buildings are still erected with scaffolding, and large cranes are parked between the buildings.The public facilities on this road have not had time to be laid, there is not even a street light, and there are ruts on the road that have been pressed out by large vehicles.

But this road is the closest, and I have been taking this road since I moved here. Dialect is not optimistic about other routes.Tonight I am tired and hungry and not in the mood to go home.Although a little scared, she still took courage and walked forward.

After a while, the eyes adapted to the darkness, but they could still see the road clearly, but the surroundings were eerily quiet, and the background noise of the urban hustle and bustle during the day was blocked at night, and Dialect could only hear his own clear footsteps. There was a heavier footstep, and she could feel it not far away.

Maybe he is also a person who returns late, dialect comforts himself.

She stopped and listened, and the footsteps also stopped.Fang Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickened his pace, which also suddenly accelerated, becoming clearer and clearer.

Dialect took a deep breath in her heart, she just wanted to get out of this area quickly, she comforted herself, the front door was the gate of the community, there were lights, people, and security guards.

But hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer, Fang Yan didn't dare to look back, but suddenly remembered the scene in the movie "Memories of Murder" in his mind, and ran involuntarily.

The light at the gate of the community is already within sight, and Fang Yan only has the light in his eyes at this time, and really wants to see the dark face of Uncle Security soon.She ran across a three-way road in one breath, but she didn't want a person to come out diagonally, so she slammed into his arms.

The tall and thin figure took two steps back, and finally supported the dialect, "Oh, auntie, why are you smoking so crazy at night?"

Dialect took a closer look, and it turned out to be that annoying neighbor Wang Zhe. She let out a sigh of relief lying on Wang Zhe's shoulder, and immediately relaxed. In her eyes, this annoying guy who eats every mouthful is simply too cute. , so she couldn't help but want to pinch his face and praise him for a good job!But for the sake of intimacy between men and women, forget it.

Wang Zhe pushed her away, looked at Fang Yan's face, "What's wrong with you?" Then he guessed, "Auntie, are you running at night?"

"What kind of night run, my sister just got off work too late, and I'm a little scared to walk at night." As he spoke, Fang Yan looked back at the road when he came, and saw that the road was empty and there was no one. It seemed that he was really nervous . "Is it because you are scary here at night?"

"I was taken aback by you, okay? I just finished my elective course," he added cheerfully, "Is it too immoral for the leaders of your company to let you out at night?"

"What?" Dialect's head was short of oxygen, his stomach was short of food, and he didn't react for a while.

The two talked while walking.After more than ten seconds, Fang Yan suddenly understood, and shouted: "You are looking for death! I find that every time you don't run on me, it seems that you can't live."

Wang Zhe spread his hands, shrugged, and returned to his annoying look.

And the dangerous atmosphere just now seems to have dissipated.

Just when the elevator stopped on the 10th floor and the two said goodbye to each other, a figure stood in the shade of a tree downstairs, watching the lights lit up in the corridor on the 10th floor, and the fireworks flickered in the dark.