When I woke up my girlfriend was gone

The man's face froze for a moment, and with that vulnerable smile, he asked, "Miss Shen, don't you need to be so heartless? It's just a meal together, what's the matter, don't reject me so quickly. "

Shen Qingzi was still smiling, but what she said was a bit cooler than the cold wind in winter: "Sorry, I refuse."

"..." The smile on the man's face couldn't hold back anymore, he looked at Shen Qingzi's face as if saying that you should not be ignorant, "Miss Shen, I want to see my father's face, you better not be like this. "

Shen Qingzi was not intimidated by him at all, and slowly reminded: "Then if Mr. Wang still insists on going his own way, I think this week's art exhibition may be very embarrassing."

"Mr. Wang probably doesn't want to see this kind of thing happen, after all, it's not the first time."

Shen Qingzi's voice was flat, without giving the man any face at all, she brightly reminded him of the embarrassing things that happened to him.

Zuo Yin felt that Shen Qingzi seemed to have changed into a different person in an instant, which made people feel intimidated and did not dare to act presumptuously.

The man was stabbed to death by Shen Qingzi's blow, he bit his back molars hard, and left angrily without saying a word.

"Who is he?" Zuo Yin asked looking at the man's back.

"Do you know Mr. Wang Ming, a calligrapher?" Shen Qingzi asked back, the unfriendliness towards the man on her face just now was completely hidden by her, and the gentleness resurfaced.

Zuo Yin nodded, "I've heard of it."

"This is his second son." Shen Qingzi introduced.

"Then, offend him..." Zuo Yin hesitated to speak, worried that this matter would bring unnecessary trouble to Shen Qingzi.

"Not afraid." Shen Qingzi replied softly, her voice was resolute.

"He's just an incompetent man, not at all Mr. Wang's demeanor. This man has caused a lot of embarrassment. Mr. Wang has repeatedly scolded him, and he has restrained himself a lot recently. If you meet him in the future, don't save face for him." Shen Qing Zi spoke, paused, and said, "You don't have to be afraid of this kind of person, I'm here."

Before the words were finished, the waiter brought up the steak set meal ordered by the two of them.

"Excuse me, this is Angus from the two of you."

The freshly made steak was still sizzling, and the texture of the steak drenched in sauce was clearly visible when the lid was opened. The garlic and black pepper clashed and blended together, and the aroma poured into Zuo Yin's nasal cavity temptingly.

She looked at the steak in front of her, and Shen Qingzi's last disturbed words still rang in her ears.

"You don't have to be afraid of this kind of person, I'm here."

Zuo Yin looked at Shen Qingzi who nodded to the waiter.

She is just like what she is showing now, and she can always give herself just the right amount of peace of mind at the right time.

Because it was the first time to eat steak, although Zuo Yin followed Shen Qingzi's example and held the knife and fork, she was not as calm as Shen Qingzi when she cut the knife.

The resistance of the steak caused Zuo Yin to crooked at the first cut, and the long steak was cut into curves and waves, crooked and out of shape.

"Come."

Following an unknown pronunciation, a plate suddenly appeared in front of Zuo Yin.

Shen Qingzi had quickly and delicately cut up her portion, and handed it to Zuo Yin on her own initiative.

Zuo Yin glanced at the beef that Shen Qingzi had cut into small pieces, then at her share, and declined, "No, I can do it myself."

It's not that she doesn't want to eat what Shen Qingzi cut for herself, but that she really can't afford the portion she cut.

Zuo Yin firmly maintained her stubborn and pitiful dignity, and said, "Teacher, please teach me."

"Okay." Shen Qingzi nodded.

She didn't show displeasure because of Zuo Yin's "uninteresting" refusal, but a smile of appreciation appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"You see, this hand should be more stable, not vertical, it can be slightly tilted, it will be much easier..."

Zuoyin listened to Shen Qingzi's explanation, watched her slow down her movements, and cautiously made a new cut.

According to Shen Qingzi's method, the resistance to cutting beef is indeed much smaller, and the slightly tilted arms reveal an elegant manner.

"Learned quickly." Shen Qingzi praised Zuo Yin's posture.

There was a wide smile on her face, and she wrote all the compliments she hadn't said on her face.

As soon as Zuo Yin raised her head, she received a compliment she had never received before.

The girl was a little at a loss, and said in a low voice: "It's better to teach the teacher."

Shen Qingzi smiled, "It's all good."

The melodious piano music sounded from the orchestra pool on one side, and the soothing tune lingered in the large and quiet western restaurant.

Zuo Yin sneaked a peek at Shen Qingzi who was sitting opposite, the small incandescent lamp lit up her field of vision, and clearly displayed Shen Qingzi's face in her sight.

The waterfall-like long hair was pinned behind the ears, revealing a clean and soft face.Bite the white teeth lightly, the cherry pink lips are shiny and plump with oil.She tasted the small piece of beef slowly, her brown and black pupils were covered by her drooping eyelashes.

Zuo Yin, who is used to the busy life, feels that the quiet years are nothing more than that.

"Xiaoyin, let's take you to the art exhibition tomorrow."

Suddenly, Shen Qingzi looked up at Zuo Yin.

Zuo Yin also responded in a timely manner, quickly lowered her head, and raised her head again pretending to have a conversation with Shen Qingzi, "Okay, where is it?"

"It's at Taihe West Road, No. 158." Shen Qingzi said, "It was organized by Mr. Chen Yulin, and it happens that one of my paintings is also on display, so I can take you through a special passage."

Zuo Yin's eyes lit up when he heard Shen Qingzi's words, "Teacher's painting!"

Shen Qingzi found Zuo Yin's reaction extremely interesting, and joked with a smile, "So excited."

Zuo Yin realized that his performance was a bit too much, so he calmed down and replied, "After all, teacher's paintings are rarely exhibited."

Shen Qingzi heard the words, and asked again: "Then which one of mine do you like best?"

"Greenhouse girl." Zuo Yin replied without thinking.

Shen Qingzi seldom saw Zuo Yin's emotions leak out as clearly as just now, so she invited: "In this case, I will take you to my father's house one day, and let you see "The Girl in the Flower House" with your own eyes."

Zuo Yin was immediately elated, and the joy in her eyes was like stars jumping out one by one irresistibly.

How disappointed she was when she learned that "Girl in the Flower House" would never be exhibited in her third year of high school, and how surprised she is now.

"Then you have to let the teacher sleep late tomorrow, and we'll go to the art exhibition in the afternoon." Shen Qingzi lazily said, resting her chin.

Zuo Yin nodded, agreeing.

In late autumn, it was dark before seven o'clock, the city lights were neon, and the face of the girl was reflected on the dark car windows.

And the girl was looking at Shen Qingzi on the side through the car window.

She stared at the driveway ahead seriously, her long hair casually brushed behind her ears revealed her slender neck.

She was wearing a white dress, which blended perfectly with the bustling.

"Is the night view nice?" Shen Qingzi asked without looking sideways.

Zuo Yin looked at Shen Qingzi in the car window and the flickering lights that were rapidly retreating, and replied, "It looks good."

"Look more, and you can take photos when you come across something that looks good. Looking through it is a source of inspiration." Shen Qingzi said.

"En." Zuoyin nodded, but didn't take out the phone from his pocket, and turned his head to lean on the back of the chair.

Her mobile phone completely shut down while watching a movie at noon.

Shen Qingzi glanced at Zuo Yin thoughtfully, and warned: "Don't really fall asleep, it's cold in the car, sleep when you get home."

Mentioning "home" always warms Zuo Yin's heart.

She clumsily and selfishly put herself and Shen Qingzi together, in front of the home she was talking about.

It doesn't require too much structural design, color changes, and great skills.

She stood with Shen Qingzi, even if it was a kindergarten crayon drawing, it was very beautiful.

Even if it's dark outside, it's bright when you get home.

Zuo Yin skillfully changed her shoes, walked towards the living room, and saw several bags that were exactly the same as the shopping bag she was holding on the coffee table.

"It's all yours, take it back and hang it in the house, and choose your favorite outfit to go to the art exhibition tomorrow." Shen Qingzi said, and she didn't know when she stood beside Zuo Yin.

Zuo Yin looked at the shopping bag that he could only carry with two hands, blinking his eyes restlessly, "It's too expensive."

"It's nothing." Shen Qingzi smiled, "You will understand later."

While speaking, the phone in Shen Qingzi's pocket vibrated a few times.

She looked down at the message, and said to Zuo Yin: "I still have some things to deal with here, you take your clothes back, take a shower and go to bed early."

"Okay." Zuoyin nodded, watching Shen Qingzi's straight back stepping on soft slippers to the study on the second floor.

She has never been to the second floor, it is only Shen Qingzi's private area, and her study and bedroom are all on it.

"Click."

Zuoyin closed the door with a light hook of her foot, her hands were occupied by shopping bags and she had no time to close the door.

The configuration of this guest bedroom is comparable to Zuo Lan's master bedroom, with a complete cloakroom and bathroom. Because it is on the same side as the master bathroom, whether you are taking a bath or relaxing before going to bed, you can enjoy the river view outside the window.

Zuo Yin never felt that tidying up clothes was a physical job, but when she hung all the newly bought clothes Shen Qingzi bought for her in the cloakroom, and arranged the shoes in rows, she suddenly understood Zuo Lan's daily routine. After cleaning her cloakroom for the first time, she almost collapsed on the bed.

Zuoyin pinched his waist and looked out of the cloakroom, through the open glass door, beyond the decoration in the bedroom, the huge window glass reflected the brightly lit night view of the river.

Zuo Yin can't tell where is the river and where is the land, the world seems to be immersed in the ocean of night, and all the lights are jellyfish floating in it.

More than a pretty can cover.

"You can take pictures when you come across something beautiful."

What Shen Qingzi had just said to herself rang in Zuo Yin's ears. She touched her pocket and took out the broken cell phone.

Try again, what if it gets better again?

Zuo Yin pressed the phone's power button for a long time, and suddenly the pitch-black screen lit up.

Zuo Yin thought hope was coming, but the next second it went dark again.

The broken ice cracks were clearly illuminated by the overhead lights, as if to indicate that the broken mobile phone was completely out of service.

Zuoyin sighed, the cruel reality pulled her out of the beauty of Xiaojinshan.

She is only living here on loan. Except for the broken mobile phone in her hand, none of the things in this room really belong to her.

Zuo Yin casually threw the mobile phone in his hand on the cabinet at hand, stood beside the bed and took off the clothes that bound him.

At this moment, the door of Zuo Yin's room was knocked without warning.

"Xiaoyin."

Shen Qingzi called Zuo Yin's name and opened the door.

The girl's beautiful body caught her eyes unexpectedly.

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The author has something to say:

The steak and so on are all my nonsense. The poor pigeon has never been to such a high-end restaurant.