Paranoid beauty O asks for a mark every day

During the three-day holiday on New Year's Day, the sky was raining like a light curtain, the ground was covered with broken leaves, and some birds parked under the eaves to avoid the rain and preen their feathers gracefully.

Mom boiled a pot of chicken soup in the kitchen, filled with fragrance, put it in a thermos cup and handed it to her, "You can take it to Xiaoxian in the afternoon, I think she often works overtime and is afraid of being overwhelmed, and her body needs to be replenished."

Zhang Ningfen has a scar on her left thumb, which was caused by not chopping vegetables well in her early years. Later, she likes to wear a thimble to cover it up.

"You often contact her?" Meng Xicheng took the chicken soup and asked softly.

"Yeah, she doesn't have any particularly close relatives. As an elder, I naturally want to take care of the younger generation. Even if I don't date you, I still like her." Zhang Ningfen sat on the old sofa to rest for a while, grabbing two handfuls of peanuts eat.

"Why?" Meng Xicheng asked.

"It's just a feeling, hit it off."

At noon, the family ate a few home-cooked dishes, took the umbrella and went out at two o'clock to take the subway to the VK branch, with masks and hats tightly covered.

There are security guards on duty at the door, and there is no one at the front desk during holidays. Take the elevator to the general office floor by yourself, and tap it outside the station.

"Come in." Someone ordered.

She walked into the office with the chicken soup in her hand, put the thermos on the side of the table lightly, and slowly took off her mask when Yao Jinxian scrutinized her, "My mother asked me to bring it."

She twitched the pen, her face was gentle, she didn't know what to think, and said for a while, "Auntie is so caring about me, it's very touching, I have to thank her in person when I have a chance."

"Don't you have a rest on New Year's Day?" Meng Xicheng leaned sideways on the table and asked lazily.

"Hugh is boring, why don't you spend more time working." Yao Jinxian thought for a while, remembering that Xiaocheng's compulsory philosophy and music class required a paper at the end of the semester, "Is your homework paper ready?"

"I just wrote the beginning, and I intend to use Beethoven's "Fate" as an entry point. Of all the musicians, I still admire him the most."

"Then do you believe in fate?" Yao Jinxian asked back.

"I believe it." Meng Xicheng replied without thinking, no matter what, I believe that the person who will be with you in the end must be me.

"It seems you are a determinist."

That’s right, life’s trajectories are billions of times random and seemingly accidental and unpredictable, but in fact it is still a given in God’s vision, just as human beings have limited thinking and cannot simulate a universe in their brains, but high-dimensional ones can.

"Walk with me for a while and chat?" Meng Xicheng suggested.

"Okay, let's go to the lounge to talk." Yao Jinxian was slightly surprised that this person invited himself, curious about what she wanted to talk about.

So the two sat in the reception room of the office building, and the staff went on vacation. She personally made coffee and garnished flowers, and delivered them to others, "Try it."

"Wow, the latte art is so beautiful, the pattern is very complicated." Meng Xicheng couldn't help but praise.

"Learned from the barista."

She raised her eyes to look at Ah Xian carefully, and found that his eyes were soft and lazy, lost in thought from time to time, as if thinking about something, as light as ink painting, standing still for a long time gave people a feeling of being out of the body, very unearthly.

"What have you been doing besides work recently?" Meng Xicheng drank coffee quietly.

"Reading, writing, watching documentaries, feeding the dog, arranging flowers and cutting branches, and exercising."

"Aren't you going out to hang out with friends?"

"Occasionally, what's the matter?" Yao Jinxian asked back.

She didn't answer, just worried that Mr. Xian played too much alone and lost touch with society. However, there is also a saying that loneliness is the best state of life, and she may gain a higher understanding because of it.

"In modern society, whether idealism philosophy has come to an end, and no new tricks can be researched anymore." Meng Xicheng opened a new topic.

"Since the ancients raised questions, dialectical disputes have been debated for thousands of years, and there is no more ingenious explanation than the absolute spirit. It demonstrates that spirit and matter are of the same quality, and it is a process of dynamic interpretation and mutual completion."

"However, modern science has severely damaged the wisdom of the ancients. Only the natural gods are used to fill in the loopholes that science cannot explain."

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. Young people in the new era believe that seeing is believing, and throwing away specious theories to develop working-class socialism can progress to a certain stage, and people begin to think about why they work.

"You came here to discuss with me?" Yao Jinxian asked with a smile, "As far as my situation is concerned, I certainly hope that the social groups will not be obviously awakened."

"Actually..." Meng Xicheng caressed her chin. She didn't have anything to talk about. She was just looking for an excuse to talk to others, and then she had an idea, and she changed her tone, "I mainly want to ask you for advice. Half of them are inexplicably angry, I don’t know why, how to coax them?”

Yao Jinxian's face was as calm as an orchid in the empty valley. Looking at his sincere expression, he felt a little anxious, and thought about it carefully, "What did you do to make people unhappy? You said the wrong thing and gave an inappropriate gift , or inadvertently touched a certain thunder point."

Meng Xicheng's clear eyes flickered slightly, unable to capture Yao Jinxian's true emotions, she seemed to be willing to help.

"Xiaoxue doesn't reply to WeChat? Ignore you?"

"..."

"You came to see me, did you notify her in advance?"

"No."

"Remember to report to the police next time, otherwise it will easily lead to misunderstanding." Yao Jinxian tried to persuade him.

Meng Xicheng narrowed her eyes, thinking that her attitude was very reasonable and considerate.

"My suggestion is, buy a bag of instant noodles and kneel at home, be careful not to crush it, if it's not too serious, she will forgive you." Yao Jinxian gently stroked a few strands of blond hair behind his ears, and swipe the phone screen Check for unread messages.

"Thank you, I'm leaving then."

Meng Xicheng left the VK building, stood outside the revolving door with an umbrella and stared at her. During the holidays, she had nothing to do and didn't go out to play and come to the office to spend time. Aren't you bored?

Haosheng should drink the chicken soup, she ordered in her heart.

Going home and reviewing the books, observing Yao Jinxian’s circle of friends from time to time to pay attention to what she does, the WeChat step count keeps showing 2000 steps without moving, it seems that she is addicted to work and cannot extricate herself.Beware of lumbar disc herniation, cervical spondylosis, myopia, high blood pressure...

No, I have to find a way to let her go out for a stroll and relax. Meng Xicheng went to the bedroom to find her father who was sleeping a lot, and begged him to lend her the first phone. Ah Xian doesn't have Meng Changkun's account, so it's no problem.

Di, text message, "According to scientific statistical analysis, walking 5000 to 7000 steps a day can ensure health. Sitting in the office for a long time can easily lead to coronary heart disease. The caring life assistant in S City will join you."

Yao Jinxian was researching the plan for the water leak in the house, and he was very confused when he received the reminder text message. The number didn't look like a service number, so he put it aside and ignored it.

The light in the room was getting darker, and when I looked back, I saw that the sunset was half covered by a tall building. As a result, after getting off work, she chose to walk to the subway station one kilometer away, and followed the prompts of the machine to buy a ticket, check the ticket, enter the train and sit down.

Passengers came and went on the way, and a young mother with a baby appeared in front of her. Yao Jinxian gave up his seat. He wanted to take the bus home again at the transfer station, but was attracted by a deserted Mala Tang shop on the side of the road.

She used to come to this kind of place with her friends or Xiaocheng when she was in college. After she entered the store, she told a waiter that she wanted to order food after she was seated, and it was only then that she remembered that the self-service store had to choose food by herself.

She couldn't eat much by herself, so she only had a few dishes. Looking around, she found that she was the only customer in the shop. The location was not desolate, and she might close down.

"What do you need, beauty?" The enthusiastic waiter thought that the customer wanted help.

"It's nothing. I'm just curious about the business situation of your store. It may seem presumptuous. Is the business not very good?"

"Ah, it's true. Some customers spread rumors that our food was not clean. In fact, it was done by our competitors. It's a shame."

So, she thought about it carefully and felt that it was fate for her to come here to eat by chance, so why not do a good deed every day, so she took a photo and posted a public comment, writing a [-]-word praise, the taste is good, there is no lie.

Cheng Zi devoted himself to studying at home, and finally saw that the WeChat step count had changed after [-] o'clock in the evening, and couldn't help smiling.

On the second day of the holiday, the parents got up early in the morning to change into better attire, and warned the children to take care of themselves at home alone, and they were going to visit their uncle's house.When the mother was about to leave, she whispered a few words, deliberately sneaking so that the father would not notice, and Meng Xicheng agreed with a smile.

She wanted to read some real books of the president's light novels, but she was afraid that Lao Meng would have an opinion, so she ordered herself to go to the store to buy them.

It took only half an hour for the parents to leave, and Meng Xicheng stuffed the autographs she asked for from Anqin and Xiaoxue in her father's suit pocket last time, and she also kept this matter from her mother.

Take the subway to the famous novel store in the urban area, which is located on the second floor. Follow the instructions to find the book in front of the bookshelf, the one my mother loves to read.

"You..." She smiled awkwardly.

Look at Yao Jinxian holding a book titled "The Celebrity Mom Who Dressed as the Overlord" in his hand, "Who did you buy it for?" Meng Xicheng asked.

"I want to see it myself." Yao Jinxian replied.

"Huh? Why."

In fact, it was Su Kewang who tried to get his friend back to the hormonal state of desire and forced her to read these books, so he bought several copies at once.

After purchasing, I sat down at the bookstore to catch up on the old days, and put two glasses of orange juice with ice cubes in front of me.Meng Xicheng saw that she was opening the pages of the book and reading the eight classics, it was weird no matter how she thought, can she really read it?

"So you read what you think."

"It's also a domineering president, why do others always succeed in coercion and lure, and I was hated by you at the beginning, what's the subtlety in it." She kept her eyes on the pages of the book, and entered the state of research.

"..." Meng Xicheng wanted to say that I didn't hate you at all, I acted it all, in fact, I really like a lot of details, such as the candy paper confession, and someone holding an umbrella on the road like a juggler, being caught by the wall ...a lot.

"Could it be too greasy." Yao Jinxian thought of a point, being too confident and doing whatever he wants gives people a greasy feeling.

"No..." Meng Xicheng stopped her from thinking deeply.

"It's too perverted." She finally came to a conclusion.

This is also a little bit reliable.

"Then what do you want to do after learning the tricks in the book? Do you practice them?" Meng Xicheng asked the key question. Although Mr. Xian made it clear that he would rather lack than abuse, but the future will last, who knows.

"No." She shook her head, which was useless.

After resting for about [-] minutes, the two of them went in different directions when they left the bookstore. Meng Xicheng walked along the road without daring to look back at his back. She remembered the jigsaw puzzle posted by Mr. Xian in his circle of friends.

"Actually, she is not only playing these games, but also received a gift of Otome games. She will try it tonight." The system gave information.

"Are you developing towards an otaku?!"

"Um…"

After Yao Jinxian returned home, he neatly stacked the books he bought on the second shelf, changed his clothes and washed, and watched TV with a certain large dog.Under the coffee table was a game board given by a friend, a game about developing love, Su Kewang was worried about letting her get back the feeling.

There are three characters that can be captured, Feng, Qian, and Yuan. The attribute of Yuan is the tsundere hairy lady, and Qian is the goddess of the elite in the workplace. Compared with Feng, Feng is more in line with my preferences.

The initial background of the game is on campus. The protagonist meets Feng, a high school student. Unexpectedly, this child happens to be a transfer student who comes to board at home, so he starts living together...

It was a development without surprise. She followed the plot line step by step and played until eleven o'clock in the evening. The system suddenly reminded you that your balance is insufficient and you need to recharge. Recharging can unlock more benefits~

I resolutely charged [-] yuan to the account, and after playing it, I found that I was raising the character as a child. I like the plot of tutoring homework the most, and I have no sense of love.

She put down her head handle to move her sore muscles and bones, thinking that it might be hopeless, why not give up the treatment.

On the third day of the holiday, her parents stayed at her uncle's house and did not return. She heard a rhythmic knock on the door outside the house at eight o'clock in the morning. Meng Xicheng put on her pajamas and got up to pick her up. Who is so early.

"Hello."

"Xiaocheng, I'm here to return auntie's chicken soup thermos." Yao Jinxian smiled, "I brought some ginseng in return."

"Why don't you deliver it yourself? I'll just go and pick it up." Meng Xicheng picked up the thermos and ginseng with both heads. Seeing that she was about to leave, she couldn't help but uttered a voice to persuade her to stay, "Wait a minute."

Yao Jinxian stopped, "What's wrong?"

"Well... what is it?" She thought for a while, "I see that the jigsaw puzzle game posted by your circle of friends is very interesting, and I want to learn more about it. Anyway, you should go into the room first, come?"

So he went into the room suspiciously, and was invited to sit down in the living room. The host handed melon seeds and tea, and the door was tightly closed.

"I bought that jigsaw puzzle for 2000 yuan. It is a limited edition Disney princess model. There are twelve princesses. It is said that it will take two days at the earliest to complete the puzzle." Yao Jinxian explained.

"Then which princess do you like best?"

"Belle, Beauty and the Beast."

"Hahaha because she is brave."

"She is simple and sincere, shining the most precious brilliance of human nature."

Meng Xicheng secretly nodded in agreement, what she was thinking at the moment was the so-called tacit understanding of staring at each other. As the saying goes, if two people look at each other for more than five seconds, there is a sign of a deep fall, and the atmosphere is very good now, so it is time to give Xianxian some hints.

So he just looked at it like this, without moving away, gazing tenderly.

Yao Jinxian also looked back and didn't move. At first, she didn't feel anything wrong. After a few seconds, she panicked, and suddenly thought of something, took out the lipstick in her bag and showed it to Xiaocheng, "This is my new one, 157 Rose Bean Paste."

"..." is not observing your lipstick shade.

"Then I'm leaving?" Yao Jinxian picked up the bag beside him. There was only her and Xiaocheng at home, and the atmosphere was a bit strange.

"Okay, be careful on the road."

After the people left, Meng Xicheng sat at home thinking that this meant something was wrong, so he needed more firewood, what to do.She racked her brains and scratched her head, thinking that this person was so bored to play otome games that she became anxious, and she also hated iron for being weak...

The author has something to say: What happened on May 5 was really bizarre, and I cherish it...I was used to seeing these heroes and giants when I was a child, but it stopped abruptly, and the ten-second obituary video posted by CCTV broke the defense in an instant.As said in Coco, only when people completely forget them can they be truly dead, and heroes will be famous forever.