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"Hey, Mr. Liang is the best, so he started to abuse dogs again?" Li Xing stood up, straightened his wrinkled clothes, and said half-jokingly, "Dating love Just fall in love, and don't take your body seriously. After all, you are also a doctor."

Liang Heng didn't say anything, but waved to him, indicating that he could leave.

Li Xing curled his lips, didn't say any more, turned around and left Liang Heng's office.As soon as he went out, he changed from his gag to his serious face.

Liang Heng finished processing the last document in hand, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message before going to the meeting.

Zeng Yu was still a little puzzled when he received the text message from Liang Heng. He didn't quite understand why Liang Heng told him to "go upstairs", but he still did.

After going upstairs, Zeng Yu immediately went to the bathroom to take a shower. When she came out, she saw through the window that there seemed to be more people coming and going downstairs than at this time before, and he didn't pay much attention.The aftermath of the hangover was too strong, he was not energetic, he just wanted to lie back in bed and rest.

When Zeng Yu woke up again, it was already past twelve o'clock. When she turned on her phone, she found that the director she had contacted with him had called twice. Later, she sent a WeChat message saying that she wanted to make an appointment for him to chat with the producer, and then we could talk again. The adaptation of a novel into a screenplay.

Zeng Yu finished replying to the WeChat, changed her clothes, ordered takeaway and started coding the day's updates.

He is a very selfish person when it comes to writing articles. He never reads the comment area, let alone responds, and rarely talks too much.Zeng Yu's readers are almost used to him silently opening new books, silently posting chapters, silently ending, and the cycle continues.

Zeng Yu was cold by nature, and she resisted contact with people since she was a child. Now she is slowly allowing herself to communicate with others naturally, to make friends, and to establish a normal life circle that belongs to him.

But he hasn't been able to establish a two-way connection with too many people, even those who support him.Zeng Yu will never forget the truth that the more people you care about, the sadder it will be when you are left behind.

He doesn't really care if people other than himself think his writing is good or bad, good or bad.The time he spends sitting quietly typing on the keyboard and outputting text every day is actually the time he spends tidying up himself, and his works are extra products.

So except for the first "Mi Xin" which had other purposes, the subsequent books were written just because I wanted to.

But he would occasionally post a few Weibo posts that didn't have much meaning, and he would reply a few words in the comment area.For example, this one now-

[Hengyu: I don't want to code anymore, I want to bask in the sun and fish. 】

Zeng Yu's writing style and excellent works made him one of the front-end authors on the website, and he also accumulated a lot of readers. Readers came to the comment section soon.

[No you want to code, go to Riwan, go to Riwan]

[Fishing?touch jade?I touch first! ! ! 】

【Are you serious?On this hot day, I would die without the air conditioner, Yuyu actually wants to bask in the sun? 】

[When I write emotional streams, I am always changing every day. After so many years of writing plot streams, I am just not salty. It is a book that takes off and then floats away.】

[People from yygq get out, if you don’t accept that you can’t write it, it’s fine]

[Yuyu always wants to bask in the sun every time she posts a Weibo, and it is reasonable to suspect that you live in a place where it rains every day, and live in my bathroom all over the place! ! ! 】

【The chicken coop is sold out, the store is closed】

……

Zeng Yu glanced at the comment section and put down his phone. He didn't really care much about strangers' comments.This microblog was created by someone who registered and published it in his author's column, coercing and luring him to use it, saying that he is bored and bored, even surfing when he has free time.

He has always been curious, that person doesn't seem to worry at all about whether he will be influenced by unfriendly voices on the Internet, only worried that he is too closed to himself.

It's just that he had never asked this question before, and it was too late to ask it now.

After Zeng Yu finished her lunch, she took another look downstairs, as if there was no one else staying downstairs.

Except for the slender figure under the street lamp.

Shen Chiyan?

Zeng Yu packed up and went downstairs, opened the door of the glass shop and greeted Shen Chiyan: "Boss Shen, what's the matter?"

Shen Chiyan waved the cigarette and lighter on his hand, "Come and smoke the cigarettes you didn't smoke last night with Boss Zeng."

"..."

Zeng Yu was a little embarrassed, and it was easy to play off when drinking, "Are you here to buy candy?"

Shen Chiyan stepped into the candy store with long legs, and looked around, "Tsk, I've seen too many feasting and colorful worlds, and I'm not used to seeing your childlike candy store suddenly."

"I don't mean anything else by saying that, don't think too much about it."

"You didn't say that I'm already content with being a girl." Zeng Yu turned on the lights, then habitually turned on the stereo and played songs, "What kind of candy does he like to eat?"

Shen Chiyan shook his head, "He, he doesn't like candy. Didn't he say it last night, I like it. I want to..." He took a closer look at the colorful candy stand, "I want peach flavor It tastes like green orange, and I’ll show him tonight."

Zeng Yu was tidying up the sugar shelf, and after listening to him, she raised her head and glanced at him. This person was indeed different from the first impression he gave.

He looks like a polite and polite cultural person, but he is also a person who will deliberately buy other people's pheromone-flavored candy to eat for the person concerned.Dedicated to making people blush and out of breath.

However, Tang Li's pheromone is indeed a bit special, and Zeng Yu also discovered it.When you are in a good mood and when you are in a bad mood, it smells like peaches and green oranges, either sweet and tempting or sour.

Zeng Yu didn't get too involved in the affairs between the two of them, so she picked some candies according to his request, packed them in a sea-blue paper bag of a suitable size, and handed them to him.

Shen Chiyan looked around and fixed his gaze on the paper bag, and tentatively asked, "Can you smell my pheromone?"

Zeng Yu paused and shrugged, "After you drank alcohol last night, you smelled it faintly."

In fact, it is an abstract pheromone with a bitter and salty taste of very light sea water. It is actually a feeling of depression in the deep sea, a rare pheromone.

"It seems that the newly purchased imported barrier agent is not very effective." Shen Chiyan was noncommittal, took the paper bag, and paid according to the price displayed on the cash register.

"no discount?"

"Small business." Zeng Yu smiled at him gently, "Is there anything else Boss Shen wants to ask?"

Hearing him say it so directly, Shen Chiyan became a little more serious and said, "That kid Tang Li is a fool."

"Don't worry, he won't be found for cheating money and sex." Zeng Yu didn't explain anything, and he didn't talk to Shen Chiyan about the relationship between him and Tang Li.

Shen Chiyan also laughed, with a seductive smile on Qingjun's face: "Cheating money and sex? You can come to me."

Zeng Yu was about to say something when she saw a familiar figure across the street in a daze, and when she looked closely, she seemed to disappear in a flash.

Zeng Yu shook her head, thinking how could Liang Heng come over on her own initiative, maybe after too long, she suddenly saw him, and she missed him so much that she was hallucinating.

"Don't lie about money, I have it myself. Don't lie about sex, my Alpha is very handsome." Zeng Yu peeled off a piece of ginger candy and put it in her mouth, then continued casually: "It's just that I did something wrong, and I may not be able to do it for the time being." He introduced him to you in a proper way."

Seeing that Shen Chiyan was sending WeChat with someone with his head down, Zeng Yu added: "Maybe you two are making faster progress than me."

Obviously, they have been extremely intimate, but now even their phone numbers are stolen, and they dare not send text messages casually.Zeng Yu sighed softly.

"I'm leaving first. Come and drink when you have time. Officer Tang treats you." Shen Chiyan went out with a paper bag, and Zeng Yu said "hmm" at the counter.

Zeng Yu remembered that when he and Liang Heng were still in an ambiguous period when they knew each other but didn't mention their relationship, they once passed by a dessert shop together.

Liang Heng didn't respond at the time, but after sending Zeng Yu home, he went back and bought some osmanthus cakes, flower cakes with osmanthus fillings, osmanthus honey, and osmanthus sauce, and spent the next few days silently taking them For breakfast.

Zeng Yu only found out after being exposed by Li Xing and the others and teasing him.

If his pheromone really smelled like sweet-scented osmanthus, Zeng Yu might also blush because of Liang Heng's little trick.It's a pity that it wasn't, so Zeng Yu was obviously depressed and unhappy in those few days, Liang Heng thought it was her fault and coaxed him for a long time.

The author has something to say: The little author sees that his son is wearing a filter. If you have any questions, you are welcome to comment. I am very afraid that the writing will collapse... I need the sharp eyes of the little angels!

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