first love again

Chapter 11

Xu Miao and Jiang Yifan had breakfast and went out together.

When Jiang Yifan came home, Xu Miao went to find Tan Yao and visited his new studio.

Jiang Yifan's car was parked near the entrance of the alley, and he drove Xu Miao to Tan Yao's place.

Xu Miao was silent along the way, and felt that the car was too quiet, so he simply took out his earphones and put them on, wanting to listen to music to relieve boredom.

However, when he was lowering his head to untie the earphone cable, Jiang Yifan followed his gaze, "Want to listen to music?"

Xu Miao paused, shook her head, and said vaguely, "I just feel a little bored."

"You can open the window."

Xu Miao gasped, and looked at him in disbelief, "Am I crazy in the cold weather?"

There was a faint smile in Jiang Yifan's eyes, but his tone was as calm as ever, "Do you feel uncomfortable getting along with me?"

Xu Miao thought for a while, then nodded honestly, "A little bit."

"Xiao Xu." Jiang Yifan stared at him, "Just get along as before, don't think too much, let nature take its course."

Xu Miao held back for a long time and said, "I don't want to go back to the past."

Jiang Yifan was silent.

The carriage was extremely quiet, Xu Miao pursed her lips lightly, and unconsciously picked up her pants with her right fingers, repeatedly.

Along the way, Jiang Yifan didn't speak any more, and Xu Miao was also silent.

At the destination, Xu Miao seemed to be finally relieved, unbuckled the seat belt, and was about to open the car door to leave.

The car door was closed, and Jiang Yifan's eyes fell on Xu Miao through the car window.

Xu Miao never looked back, and entered the office building as if fleeing, and her figure disappeared before her eyes.

Jiang Yifan withdrew his gaze and left.

The studio is on the 15th floor. Xu Miao presses the elevator to go up, and turns left after getting out of the elevator.

Tan Yao's studio is decorated just like himself, with photos of muscular men, models in white socks and underwear everywhere on the walls.

There was a faint yet familiar smell in the air.

Realizing that something was wrong, Xu Miao turned her head and asked Tan Yao, who was lazily lying on the sofa, "You didn't make another date last night, did you?"

Tan Yao yawned, and said: "Yes, last night was New Year's Eve, so it's too lonely to spend it alone. Yesterday I finished setting up the studio and opened Xiaolan to find a companion. Guess what, That man happened to live upstairs from me for a long time, and it didn't take a minute to come here, and he brought his own utensils."

Xu Miao curled her lips, and was about to sit down on the sofa after seeing the layout of the studio, when she suddenly remembered something and asked, "Didn't you do it on the sofa?"

"What do you think?" Tan Yao looked at him, "The sofa is a place where you can lie down, can you not be on the sofa?"

Xu Miao didn't sit on the sofa, but moved the chair beside her.

Tan Yao yelled, "I also did it sitting on a chair, Sanshui, you can try this posture some other day, not to mention how cool it is."

Xu Miao was not curious at all. During the years when he and Jiang Yifan were together, he happened to be young and energetic, and he had never tried any poses. He thought about the previous nights, and sighed in his heart. Now that he is older, he has returned to the original. .

Xu Miao completely gave up and sat down, and went to the dressing table again.

There are a lot of cosmetics neatly placed on the dressing table. There are more than ten bottles of liquid foundation alone, which fits Tan Yao's status as a "beauty blogger".

Xu Miao curiously picked up a bottle to read, but the bottle was written in Japanese, which she couldn't understand.

Behind him, Tan Yao asked: "Brother Shui, how did you spend last night?"

"It's just like that." Xu Miao turned to look at Tan Yao, "Can I open it and have a look?"

Tan Yao rolled his eyes: "Just open it, you don't need to tell me about it."

Xu Miao unscrewed the foundation bottle and smelled the smell inside. He couldn't help frowning, then tightened the cap and put it back.

This whole process fell into Tan Yao's eyes, Tan Yao sneered, and said with emotion: "Shui, sometimes I really don't think you are gay, have you been beaten?"

Xu Miao didn't respond. Like a curious baby, she went to look through the eyeshadow palette and replied casually, "No."

"Then have you ever liked a girl before?"

Xu Miao opened a box of brightly colored eyeshadow palettes, carefully applied the color with her fingertips, and said casually, "No, I just liked one."

Tan Yao understood, and dragged out his voice: "Jiang——right."

Xu Miao paused, turned her head and glared at Tan Yao, "Why do you talk so much?"

Tan Yao smiled and gossiped: "Did you spend the night with him?"

Xu Miao turned her head and said softly, "No."

"Ah?" Tan Yao was dumbfounded, "He didn't look for you? Didn't they all send love letters?"

Xu Miao didn't speak.

Tan Yao still didn't believe it, got up from the sofa, and was about to take off Xu Miao's clothes, still yelling, "Let me find out if you have hickey marks on your body."

Xu Miao: "..."

He reacted and pushed Tan Yao away, straightened his clothes, and said in a compromise, "All right, we spent New Year's Eve together last night."

Tan Yao raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully: "It's just New Year's Eve, nothing else?"

Xu Miao's eyebrows jumped suddenly: "You are enough."

Tan Yao laughed and said triumphantly, "I'll just say, my mother's intuition is right."

Xu Miao looked at the cosmetics on the table, hesitated for a while, and asked Tan Yao: "Yaoyao, can you help me put on some makeup?"

Tan Yao: "Don't you wear makeup?"

"I just want to look younger." Xu Miao touched her face and said a little embarrassedly.

"Hey——" Tan Yao sighed, "I said you are not old, really, but you are young, no different from college students in their twenties on the street."

Xu Miao was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

After the words fell, Xu Miao suddenly realized something, couldn't help coughing lightly, and complained to herself: "I just spoke like a yellow-faced woman."

Tan Yao laughed out loud with a "puchi" and said with joy, "It's really similar."

"Otherwise, if you are really afraid of getting old." Tan Yao finished laughing and said, "Let's just take care of your skin care. May I recommend skin care products for you?"

Xu Miao has a few skin care products, but they are all bought casually in the supermarket. His eyes lit up, and he smiled and said, "Okay."

Knowing that his skin quality is similar to his own, Tan Yao also gave him a set of mid-to-high-end skin care products. Tan Yao's main business is making beauty makeup videos, and usually some brands would ask him to promote them. In addition to recording videos, he also started I opened a daigou store that sells cosmetics and skin care.

At noon, Xu Miao invited Tan Yao to eat Japanese food.

After eating, Tan Yao wanted to go back to record the video, Xu Miao separated from him, and he went to the Internet cafe to stay.

Ye Na is at work, and her little girlfriend is also there, and the two are having a sweet time at the cash register.

Xu Miao simply gave Ye Na half a day off, since he was fine anyway.

After Ye Na thanked her, she took her girlfriend to play.

Xu Miao sat there to work, and when someone came to surf the Internet, he turned it on, or handed him drinks and snacks.

Today's business is also very average, and the Internet cafes are very quiet.

Xu Miao played mahjong a few times, turned off the game, and looked at the skin care products next to her.

His mind wandered a little.

It seems that ever since he met Jiang Yifan, he has been cramming, thinking about reading, thinking about skin care, thinking about changing himself...

He thought he would never see him again in this life, they were people from two worlds, and he even had the idea of ​​dying alone and giving up on himself.

Until, that day, when he and Chen Junshuai went to the bar for a drink, they went out of the bar alone to breathe, but unexpectedly saw that man in a black coat with an indifferent but familiar expression.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the other party. After seeing the man's appearance clearly, the light came in.

Xu Miao closed her eyes and shook off the messy thoughts in her mind.

In his heart, he ordered himself not to think about Jiang Yifan again.

This move worked very well, he didn't think about Jiang Yifan anymore.

However, upon hearing the sound of pushing the door, Jiang Yifan appeared in front of his mind.

Jiang Yifan was still wearing his overcoat, and the gray scarf looked very soft. Under Xu Miao's gaze, he walked to the cashier.

Xu Miao was completely dumbfounded, unable to tell reality or imagination for a moment.

Jiang Yifan lowered his eyes, realized that he was in a trance, and tapped the countertop with his fingers, "Xiao Xu."

Xu Miao came back to her senses, opened her eyes slightly, and subconsciously asked, "Why are you here again?"

Jiang Yifan took the envelope from his pocket and silently handed it to Xu Miao.

Xu Miao took it, feeling a little complicated, and couldn't help asking: "Aren't you coming at night?"

Jiang Yifan didn't answer the question, his tone couldn't detect emotion, "Do you want me to go there?"

"No!" Xu Miao didn't have time to react, so she replied reflexively.

After the words fell, he gritted his teeth fiercely, very annoyed by this habitual rejection.

Jiang Yifan lowered his eyes and changed the subject, "I'm here to surf the Internet."

"Ah?" Xu Miao was a little uncertain. In his mind, Jiang Yifan at this moment overlapped with his high school days. His first reaction was that Jiang Yifan, a good student, didn't know how to surf the Internet.

Jiang Yifan took out his ID card, handed it to him, and asked in a low voice, "When do you leave work?"

Xu Miao was stunned and said, "Eight o'clock."

Jiang Yifan glanced at the time displayed next to him, pondered for a while, and said, "Seven hours, thank you."

Xu Miao: "..."

Jiang Yifan looked at him quietly, waiting for him to start the machine.

"No——" Xu Miao was still holding his ID card in his hand, realizing that he wanted to wait until he got off work, and his throat was a little sore, "You don't play games, why are you here to surf the Internet?"

Jiang Yifan didn't seem to hear, met his gaze, and asked, "No access to the Internet?"

Xu Miao swallowed, but reluctantly compromised: "No."

Jiang Yifan took out his wallet again and paid, "Thank you."

Xu Miao had no choice but to turn on a computer for him, and Jiang Yifan chose a seat at random, with a boy playing games next to him.

He turned his eyes to look at the boy, and the boy also happened to look over. He was so frightened that he froze, and shouted in a panic, "Teacher, why are you here...to go online?"

Jiang Yifan taught big classes, he didn't know this student, so he responded lightly, and then turned on the phone.

Xu Miao has been observing Jiang Yifan's place.

Seeing him take out the USB flash drive, copy out the files, and then start preparing the academic paper, Xu Miao's eyebrows twitched, he guessed it!Jiang Yifan must have come prepared!

I only felt sorry for the student who was playing games next to him. The teacher was writing a thesis there, and he couldn't continue playing.