Sir, what if it's too cold?

"Xiao Xu, what's the matter, you don't feel well?"

"No, no, no!" Xu Muran shuddered, stood up straight, and said with a dry smile, "It's okay, I seem to have accidentally twisted my waist yesterday..."

"Oh," the colleague nodded understandingly, "That taste is quite uncomfortable."

She slowly sat down with her waist supported, the resentment in her mind seemed to have materialized, and the little devil gnashing her teeth was flying around her head, chattering: Zhou Qing is simply too much, yes, too much!

He has been talking about him from left to right, and it's fine to play tricks on her. When it really started, it was actually slow, and when she really couldn't stand it...

What's more, Zhou Qing actually laughed at her!

Xu Muran's thoughts couldn't help but go back to last night. Sweat dripped from Zhou Qing's forehead and dripped down her neck along the ends of her black hair. It's only a few times and it won't work...Huh? Baby?"

No, I can't think about it!

She blushed and piled up the documents in her hands: No, anyway, Zhou Qing is a big villain!

Besides, she had already left, early in the morning.

Xu Muran wondered why Zhou Qing got up so early.She yawned and moved out of bed, looking at her lover who had already tidied up with a dazed expression: "What are you doing?"

"Ready to check out." Zhou Qing pinched her face, "You should pack up too, I'll send you back first, and I'll go to the airport."

Xu Muran: "...wait a minute."

Xu Muran: "You said... what?"

Zhou Qing looked down at her phone and checked the current flight schedule: "I said, go to the airport."

Xu Muran couldn't believe it: "Are you staying here for a day?"

It took nearly [-] hours to go back and forth, and there was the added suffering of jet lag. She couldn't believe that Zhou Qing took such a lot of trouble to come here just to find a meal with his senior brother, and to see her.

"That's right," Zhou Qing put down his phone and stretched out his arms towards her: "Come here."

Xu Muran got into her arms, only feeling soft hands stroking her hair: "As for me, I actually have a lot of things to do, and it doesn't matter if I push them all away for you. However, things can't be pushed on forever, otherwise What will I feed you then?"

Xu Muran's heart fluttered, and he couldn't complain for a moment, so he said in a low voice, "Okay."

Xu Muran and Zhou Qing parted ways at the door of the exchange unit.Looking at the car image when she left, it was a lie to say that she was reluctant.

When Zhou Qing's flight took off, a group of them were doing brainstorm in the conference room.Xu Muran's seat was facing the clean large French windows. When everyone was bowing their heads in deep thought, she rested her chin on her left hand and quietly watched the line of clouds drawn by the tail of the passing plane.

I don't know which one she was sitting in.

"Andrea?"

"Yes?" She suddenly came back to her senses, and began to chatter nonsense: "Forthistopic..."

It was two months before we saw her again.

As time goes by, the calendar has been torn into a thick pile, and it will be the [-]th of the Chinese New Year in a blink of an eye.

When people are abroad, there is nothing to do. Apart from making dumplings with colleagues and going to Chinatown to feel the festive atmosphere, there are only classic items that must be done every year——

Watch the Spring Festival Gala.

At one o'clock in the afternoon in London time, and eight o'clock in the evening in the capital time, five laptops were ready, and the screen suddenly switched to the usual uninspiring but safe opening song and dance, and the party officially began.

Among the group, there were very few people who were really interested in the Spring Festival Gala. For young people like them, what was fun was not the Spring Festival Gala, but the barrage of barrages flying along with it.

Spring Festival Gala?It's boring, let's take a look at what the Weibo and Moments of talented people from generation to generation are talking about.

It was raining lightly outside, but inside it was warm as spring.In the middle of the party, Xu Muran talked to his colleagues, then went back to his bed, curled up comfortably under the quilt, and checked his phone.

"How about it, did you miss me?"

Zhou Qing at the other end of the video was with Zhou Sheng. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "I miss you every second."

Before Xu Muran could speak, he heard Zhou Sheng yelling strangely: "Oh, oh, the dog is being abused!"

Zhou Qing: "Abusing you?"

Zhou Sheng: "..."

The camera shook for a while, and when she saw Zhou Qing's face again, she had already reached the bedroom and closed the door behind her backhand.

The other party straightened the camera again: "Muran?"

"Well, I'm here." She quickly responded, "What have you been doing today?"

"Nothing." Zhou Qing's voice was clear and light, accompanied by the crisp sound of firecrackers from time to time, it was very pleasant to hear: "I made a dumpling and made some New Year's call."

"Well," Xu Muran laughed, "Me too. Ah, happy new year."

"Happy New Year, baby." Zhou Qing looked at her with soft eyes: "I hope to celebrate the New Year with you in the future."

Xu Muran rolled contentedly: "I found out that you like calling me baby recently."

"Well, otherwise, who else is my baby?"

What kind of experience is it to be sweetened by a lover every day?

Xu Muran thought that she could probably be a senior answerer.

Although it is not yet midnight, WeChat is already full of blessings from relatives and friends.

Zhao Yi: Happy New Year dear!I wish you a cup increase in breasts and a salary increase of [-] in the new year!Comparing my heart with my dear!Chirp~

Father Xu and Mother Xu: Of course, Happy New Year!Always remember to be safe outside!You/Mom watched TV these days and said that there were a few more shootings over there, remember, don’t go out at night blablabla...

Zheng Weixing: Happy New Year and happy cooperation.

……

Xu Muran replied to everyone who replied, and was about to let his eyes go blank for a while, when the phone vibrated again.

She grabbed it and took a look: Xu Zhiyang.

This... who is this?

It took three seconds for the brain to react before remembering, isn't this the one who almost ran into Zhou Qing and her...

Gee.

She clicked on the dialogue interface, and the message from the boy was very simple, only four words: Happy New Year.

Xu Muran replied: Happy New Year =v=

Generally, after such a polite reply, no one will speak.And now... She frowned, glanced at the new message that popped up on the screen, paused for two seconds, raised her hand and swiped away.

Xu Zhiyang: Senior sister.

Xu Zhiyang: You said, if a person does something wrong, will there be retribution?

What the hell?Is this kid suffering from secondary illness?

She thought for a while, and typed out eight words: the law of heaven is clear, and the retribution is not good.

The curtains were drawn tightly, and the scented candles beside the bed flashed and crackled, casting her dark silhouette on the white wall.Raindrops hit the glass windows, as if in an ordinary afternoon, the house was so quiet.

In a dynamic system, small changes in the initial conditions can drive long-term huge knock-on effects on the entire system.

"A butterfly flapping its wings in Brazil can cause a tornado in Texas a month later." This effect is called the butterfly effect.

It's just that at this moment, Xu Muran didn't know that the eight characters she typed casually were like mountains.

Knowing that Zhou Qing was busy attending seminars and giving lectures, she purposely didn't look for her much, looking forward to meeting her in two months.

The day before the return trip, she sent Zhou Qing a WeChat message: I will be back tomorrow, will you come to pick me up?

no respond.Xu Muran bit her lip, feeling a little melancholy.No way, she is busy.

Xu Muran didn't feel a little flustered until she dragged her suitcase out of the security check and found that her colleagues had relatives and loved ones to pick her up, but she hadn't even seen a familiar face.

Just as she was about to take out her mobile phone to call Zhou Qing, she heard someone calling her name: "Andrea!"

Zhou Sheng?

She was a little surprised, why did Zhou Sheng come to pick her up?

Xu Muran smiled, and went forward: "Zhou Sheng? Why are you here..."

"Let me tell you something." Zhou Sheng said in a low voice, his voice stagnant, "You...be mentally prepared."

It was only then that she noticed that the person in front of her had a green stubble on her chin, as if she hadn't taken care of it for a long time. When she looked at him, she was not at all the same as the handsome young man before.Her mood sank suddenly: "What's wrong?"

"My sister...Zhou Qing...she...is in jail/prison."

In the crowd, Xu Muran almost passed out.

The author has something to say: Well... a relatively large plot.Anyway, I will end up with HE, so it's not a big deal...