On the daily life of nemesis

"Hey, isn't this the curator? What brought you here?" Hearing the familiar voice in front of him, Xiang Zhulian couldn't help turning his head away. When he saw the person in front of him, But suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at him, listening to his tone, this person knows himself?

However, he and Xi were also a little confused by the situation in front of them. Originally, they wanted to settle some personal matters. How did this make these two people come to fruition?And they still know each other... No, why didn't Xiang Zhudi tell him...but Yu Xi suddenly turned his head and glanced at Xiang Zhudi dissatisfiedly.

It's just that the curator, Xianghe, was absorbed in thinking and didn't have the heart to worry about what the director did. In the next second, he suddenly walked around his arm, then took a step forward and asked indifferently, "Why? Do you know him?" Me?" Xiang Zhutong's tone was somewhat doubtful, but his eyes were also sharp, forcing the man to look him squarely.

"That's natural. I know you. You may not know me. I'll mention someone to see if you know him..." The old man suddenly took a few steps back, and then avoided his sharp gaze and said "Vice curator, you should be very familiar with it, right?" After he finished speaking, he suddenly laughed, but the laughter seemed a bit cold in this extraordinarily quiet space.

"My subordinates, I naturally know him, are you him?" Hearing this, a trace of suspicion suddenly flashed in Xiang Zhuman's eyes, and his intuition always reminded him that the relationship between the old man in front of him and the deputy curator might be extraordinary ...Could it be that he is...?

This time, the old man didn't speak any more, but politely stretched out his hand to signal the two of them to enter the back room to talk, but after looking at each other, they both walked towards the back room with their own thoughts. He was walking, but he and Xie suddenly grabbed Xiang Zhudi's arm, and then asked dissatisfied, "Hey, you know him, why didn't you tell me? I'm wasting my time." "Xiang Zhulian turned around and saw that Que and Xi pouted with a look of grievance, but this time he really wronged himself.

Out of vigilance, Xiang Zhulian first glanced at the old man walking in front, but seeing that he didn't hear anything, he deliberately lowered his voice and said softly, "I didn't say I knew him, okay? It's just that He just knows me...can you stop being so arbitrary in everything."

There was also a bit of dissatisfaction in Xiang Zhuyan's tone, but he and Xi didn't agree with him, and the two of them quarreled again because of this, and they returned to the previous situation where they didn't like each other. , Xiang Zhulian wanted to explain what, but how could someone so arrogant not give him this chance at all!In desperation, I had no choice but to be so awkward first.

After the two of them awkwardly walked into the back room, the old man unexpectedly took out a report and put it on the table, he picked up the report on the table suspiciously, touched the thin The thin paper, he had a long-lost familiarity, and when he opened the cover and saw the few pages of small characters inside, all doubts seemed to surface like water mist at this moment, and the truth came to light, no wonder the old man met There is a reason why I targeted myself so much, and it turned out to be a resignation report. Looking at the signature on the last page, isn't it me?

However, Yu Yu is not interested in this, he is just dissatisfied that Xiang Zhu is hiding everything from him, but he is still stupid enough to tell him everything... Hey, this is the relationship between people. There is a gap between them, you can treat them as friends, but they don't take you seriously, instead they think you are troublesome.

"So, you used to be under the deputy curator's office, but I called you this resignation report?" Xiang Zhulian said while closing the report in his hand and writing it put back into the distance.

The old man suddenly laughed when he heard the words, and at the same time he couldn't help clapping his hands together and said in admiration, "After all, you are the curator, you can analyze everything from the beginning to the end, no wonder Tai Ming is always jealous As for you, from this point of view, you have something extraordinary that others can't compare to."

But he and Xi listened to each other at a loss. Why did this old man talk about one thing and another? Where did this topic come from?......

Just when the two people were chatting enthusiastically, the old man among them took a meaningful look at Director Que who was sitting aside and mourning, but at this moment, he and Xiang Zhulian both laughed out loud, as if As if they were talking about some extremely happy things, they were already unhappy at being left aside, but now that they heard this cheerful smile, they were even more unhappy with Xie!What the hell? !These two are completely pretending that they don't exist, okay? !

"It's probably just a head injury. Please help him take a closer look," Xiang Zhulian said to the old man in a low voice. While listening, the old man took out a medical tray from the drawer. Turned around suddenly, but didn't see someone who had been upset all this time.

Just as he was looking for something, a certain child suddenly appeared from nowhere and let out a "wow", and was almost scared to death.

"Hahahahaha..." The person who had succeeded in the trick was holding his stomach and laughing, while Xiang Zhulian in front of him looked at him with a look of disgust. It also gradually became a little pale...Looking at someone with a child-like appearance, it inadvertently touched the softness in a certain part of Xiang Zhun's heart, and there was a little pampering in his eyes when he looked at him for a while meaning.

After all, it is a child, but the mind of a child has not faded away, but such trivial skills seem a bit innocuous in front of Xiang Zhudi

After someone laughed enough, he stood up slowly, and then pinched his waist triumphantly and said, "Let you ignore me, this is a small lesson for you, let's see if you dare to ignore me next time." Humph!" But after talking with Xie, he proudly raised his hand and wiped his nose, and inadvertently brought a strand of hair down to his cheek.

Unexpectedly but not as expected, Xiang Zhun didn't teach himself a lesson this time, nor did he bicker with him anymore, but walked towards him gently, and then raised his hand to scatter himself on his cheek The broken hair next to him was tucked behind his ears, and his movements were a little gentle, but people couldn't help but be a little greedy for his gentleness.

Looking at the gradually hot face of the person in front of him, Xiang Zhutong suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and those deep eyes looked so clear under the sun, like a pool of water refreshing his heart, he has never been so happy for a long time I laughed it off, but the director really has the ability to move the curator who is always good at hiding his thoughts. In the final analysis, I don't know whether it is good or bad.