adjacent street gl

Ning Qing sat in her previous seat, and there were two more fashion magazines on the table.

I've seen both on a colleague's desk, and they seem to be both recently published.

I chatted with her, "Do you like magazines?"

Ning Qing flipped through the book above, "Just take a look and pass the time."

I felt a little disappointed, "Not many people read magazines now."

"The way of entertainment has changed, and it's normal. I wanted to open a bookstore before, but was persuaded later."

"why?"

"Profit efficiency is too low." Ning Qing kept staring at a page of the magazine, "If you don't make money, you have to lose money. Those who are still opening shops are either local tyrants or generating electricity for love."

I:……

Me: Good practical reasons.

"But it's true." I sighed, "So it's getting harder and harder to do physical books and magazines."

Ning Qing: "Are you a magazine editor?"

I:?

Ning Qing turned to look at me: "Isn't it?"

Me: "Almost, but how do you know?"

"Guess."

I:?

I really don't understand this man.

The lady clerk brought us our drinks, I took a sip, and a hint of sweetness spread to my taste buds.

"tasty?"

I nodded.

"It's good to drink."

Ning Qing rested her chin, without the magazine she was holding down with her fingers was blown by the wind, and closed it by herself.

My eyes stayed on her for a while, then moved away reluctantly.

"I work in a magazine." I took another sip, and thought it was really sweet. "I used to be an editor, but I don't do it now."

"Then what are you doing now?"

"Remind the editorial work."

"That's the editor's editor."

I laughed out loud.

I asked her, "What do you do?"

Ning Qing paused, "Don't you know?"

I shook my head.

There was interest in her eyes.

Before I could figure out what that meant, she said, "Guess what."

"Any hints?"

"No."

It was too difficult.

"writer?"

She shook her head.

"teacher?"

Not right.

"Accountant? Engineer? At the bank?"

Ning Qing rolled her eyes: "No."

"...Isn't it still a student?"

"I'm 27."

"It's not impossible to study a Ph.D."

Ning Qing lowered his head and laughed twice.

When she looked up again, there was something in her eyes, bright and sparkling.

I watched it for a long time and found that it was not tears from laughter.

It seems that innocence is just the light in her eyes when she looks at me.

I subconsciously leaned against my face with the back of my hand.

hot.

People outside the window walked in a line, and the light only condensed on my face.

I had an illusion of being liked.

I know this is just an illusion.

"... cheating."

Ning Qing blinked.

I lay down on the table and looked up at her.

"I said you were cheating."

Ning Qing was stunned for a moment, unable to laugh or cry, and said: "...Isn't it because I didn't give you a reminder."

No.

I turn my head away.

I pouted in the reflection of the mirror, looking like a grump.

It made me dazed for a moment.

What does it look like.

Not a spoiled child.

I sat up straight and restrained my smile, "Then do you want to give me a hint?"

"I can open the back door for you."

I didn't hold back, and laughed for a long time.

Ning Qing drank a few sips of coffee, and asked me, like an old friend, if I had encountered something unhappy.

I told her everything, including my desire to find Wuyu's boss and designer.

She was a little surprised, as if she didn't expect that I was at the reception desk for such a thing.

"Did you get the manager's phone number?"

"No!" I sighed, "I guess the outsourcing will be settled in just a few days. I really want to find her, what a pity."

Ning Qing stared at the magazine at hand for a while, then suddenly asked: "Yu Qiu, what's the name of the magazine you work for?"

"It's called Qingwen..." I subconsciously said, "Qingwen's creation, have you heard of it?"

She nodded.

I'm a little surprised, after all, she said before that she doesn't like reading magazines.

I thought she would not touch this kind of literature.

Ning Qing seemed to see through my thoughts, and explained: "A friend likes it very much."

Your friend must be very literary and artistic.

Ning Qing flipped through the fashion magazine, "Let me ask for you, I am quite familiar with the store manager."

I took a moment to understand what she was saying.

I almost jumped up.

Ning Qing suppressed my excitement, she said, she was only responsible for asking.

I happily just said yes, not only did I want to say yes, but I also wanted to hug her and shake her arms.

I really like pretty sister, pretty sister is so nice.

But the beautiful sister did not give me this chance.

But I got the chance to dine with her.

We went to a ramen place and I watched as she threw chili in it and I only deserved the white soup.

Beautiful sister, it's horrible.

[Ning Qing seems to be another name for good luck. 】

[She always seems to be able to give me strength when I am tired. 】

【Perhaps I am not young anymore, I no longer believe in absolute right and wrong, and I no longer believe that there is no false love. 】

[But she makes me want to believe her. 】

[It seems that there, I can act like a baby.It doesn't matter what I look like or what age I am. 】

[This is the first time I have this feeling. 】