The party A who wants to soak me

A week later, the detective agency in Thailand sent Shen Mingyu the first report, about the detailed itinerary of Song En whom he asked to investigate.

The report can be regarded as detailed. There is a running list of where Song En went, who he met, and what means of transportation he took during that period of time. It is just because it is traced back, unlike the record of events that happened at the moment. Big or small, only "significant events" and time nodes.

During the day, while Ling Ling was at work, Shen Mingyu studied the report at home.

There are a lot of photos of Song En in it. Shen Mingyu frowned while resting her chin, thinking that this scumbag is really handsome. Although he is handsome, he looks like a scumbag at a glance. like.

Like a statue, not a real person.

Compared with yourself?Shen Mingyu was not so confident for the first time. She ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. She looked at it at a 45-degree angle from the front and side. It was hard to say who was more handsome, but she was more like a "person" than that one.

He didn't think his Ling Ling would like this fake and scumbag.

I didn't see Ling Ling's name in that record, but Shen Mingyu saw that there was an itinerary, Song En flew back to Bangkok from Singapore, stayed only one night, and came to China the next day, he calculated the time, Song En On the night when En returned to Bangkok, Ling Ling happened to be in Thailand. The itinerary given by the detective agency only stated that Song En returned home from the airport and did not go out that night. He went straight to the airport from home the next day. Therefore, Shen Mingyu speculated that he and Ling Ling It is only possible to meet at this night.

Shen Mingyu scratched her ears and cheeks, what happened this night?

No matter how stupid the detective agency is, they can't find out what happened in other people's houses behind closed doors. If you really want to know, you can only ask the person concerned. Shen Mingyu thinks he must find out about this matter. Maybe it was because she didn't want others to worry, but if Shen Mingyu pretended to be stupid to those who helped her, she would be too impersonal.

He envisioned the worst possibility and rehearsed various ways to talk to Ling Ling. If Song En, a scumbag, really did something bad to him, he hoped Ling Ling would believe in him and tell himself.

It was Friday, and Ling Ling had been busy all day with his head spinning. Several projects were carried out alternately in his hands. He held a meeting with his colleagues, received feedback from the client, and held another meeting to finalize all the materials for Jin Ru'an's wedding. After that, I communicated with the production company in Thailand about the details... By the time everything was done, it was time to get off work.

Colleagues in the outer hall who don't need to work overtime are packing up their things one after another and preparing to leave. Friday is always the happiest day. Two full days of vacation are just around the corner, plus a golden Friday night. Lingling suddenly realizes that, His week's work is all over, and there is no need to work extra overtime. However, he hesitated, did not pack up his things and left, but took a water glass to fetch water outside. He wanted to stay for a while, and returned so early At home, he will definitely face Shen Mingyu, he doesn't know how to face him now.

A co-worker sweetly called her partner, asking where to meet, what to eat for dinner, Ling Ling listened casually, feeling a little envious.

It seems that he has never had such an ordinary and romantic date, and he has not had such a weekend with nothing to do in a long time.

Colleagues who got off work greeted him with smiles, thinking that he would continue to work overtime in the company as usual, the older sisters all smiled and half-jokingly persuaded him: "Director Ling has to work overtime again, there are endless things to do. You're so young and handsome, you need to go out on dates more, it's not good for you to work when you're young."

Lingling smiled, and replied half-jokingly: "No one asks me out, so I have to make appointments with work."

The sisters retorted one after another, "Wow, do all the friends around you have eye problems? Such a big handsome guy is here alone? Do you want my sister to introduce you to a girlfriend? Boyfriend sister also has resources."

Lingling couldn't stand it anymore, she waved her hand and was about to go back to the office, when the straight-hearted AE girl stood up and said, "Who said Director Ling didn't have an appointment? What about the handsome guy who came last time, why didn't he come today?" Performance? I haven’t delivered food for the past two days, this kind of attitude is not good.”

Lingling's scalp was numb, startled and embarrassed, she hurried over and tugged her: "Don't talk nonsense, that's my friend and a former client."

Girl AE's eyes widened even wider: "Wow... Client, Director Ling, you sacrificed a lot for your work, could it be a potential..."

In the middle of the conversation, Lingling just felt speechless when she heard someone behind her say: "Director Ling is not such a person, I am unilaterally pestering you."

Lingling turned around and saw Shen Mingyu standing behind him at some point, but he didn't see Shen Mingyu making a "shh-" gesture to Miss AE a second ago.

AE didn't say anything, the aunt looked at the two with a smile, Ling Ling blushed a little: "What nonsense."

Shen Mingyu smiled, and Lingling walked towards the office with the water glass in her arms, without looking at him, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Come to pick you up. If you work overtime, I'll wait for you. If you don't work overtime, we'll go out..." Shen Mingyu wanted to say a date, but remembered that she had just sworn not to talk dirty, so she changed the word abruptly : "Let's go out...to play."

Gah, it seems to sound more frivolous.

Lingling turned her head and thought for a while, wondering if it was infected by the relaxed atmosphere this weekend, driven by colleagues rushing to date one after another, his heart was also loose, and he really wanted to "play" so much .

"Okay, let's go play." The corners of his mouth curled up, his slender eyes looked at Shen Mingyu, like a late spring wind blowing by.

Shen Mingyu felt that the flowers on the tree in her heart were crackling in full bloom in an instant.

After packing up the computer bag, Lingling left the company with Shen Mingyu, he didn't ask where he was going or what he was going to do, he stood on the side of the road and looked at Shen Mingyu after leaving the building, meaning "Where are you going now?"

Although Shen Mingyu was very happy, he was also a little cramped. His biggest annoyance was that he had no money now, and money was a man's confidence. If it was before, he could arrange a candlelight dinner on the top floor of a skyscraper overlooking the whole city. Now, even It was difficult for him to arrange a meal—expensive, because he used Ling Ling's card, but cheap, too cheap, and he's not a student, so how can an adult date eat at a roadside stall?

Thinking of the students... Shen Mingyu suddenly had an idea in his mind, and asked Ling Ling, "How about we go to cherish the old days today?"

Lingling was noncommittal, did not ask in detail, and said, "Yes."

"Then let's go."

Shen Mingyu drove in the direction of the university city, and Lingling realized it after half the distance. He was a little surprised and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to your alma mater." Shen Mingyu said.

Lingling raised her eyebrows. Since the graduation ceremony, he hadn't been back to the Academy of Fine Arts. His life as a social animal was only about running for his life. The idle and dreamy campus life was like a dream when he looked back.

But he likes his college career very much. The more disheartened and exhausted he is in life, the more he will think of his previous heroic dreams.

At this moment when Shen Mingyu said that he was going back to his alma mater, Ling Ling's heart skipped a beat, as if it had pierced his heart.

Falling into Shen Mingyu's eyes, I can only feel that Ling Ling's eyes are smiling at this moment, and there is tenderness on his face. He doesn't know that the other party has so many psychological activities in his heart. Ling likes the project.

Every university town is surrounded by countless snack streets, and the Academy of Fine Arts is no exception. It is time for meals, and the students of the Academy of Fine Arts and other colleges and universities on the snack street can be distinguished at a glance. As a student of the Academy of Fine Arts, Shen Mingyu looked for a good parking place, and was ready to take people there when he was looking for a restaurant with a lot of people. There is no need to read Dianping.com for this kind of place, it is true knowledge that comes from practice, and a place with a lot of people must be delicious.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Lingling arrived here, she couldn't help turning to the customers, pointing at a restaurant excitedly and saying, "This restaurant is still there, and it hasn't closed down yet, that's great."

So they settled their dinner in this small and dilapidated fly restaurant. Except for the two of them, the small restaurant was full of students. Shen Mingyu saw that Ling Ling was sitting here, and it didn't violate the harmony. Just by looking at her face, she still looked like a student. Yes, but as soon as he speaks, expresses his expression, and moves, he can know that he is no longer a student. Shen Mingyu silently looks at the difference between Ling Ling and others. Not only is his Ling Ling more beautiful, he even The atmosphere is the most special.

"We eat our dormitory dinner here." Ling Ling said while gnawing on a piece of soy sauce, with memories still on her face: "At that time, everyone swore after drinking that they would make something famous in the future, and what would they get? What kind of international awards, they are required to pick customers instead of customers, and they must never compromise... Now that I think about it, they are all a bunch of fools."

He was laughing, obviously only graduated for three years, but he saw that the students in the restaurant now, and the self who talked about the past, all had the old way of "experts" and the tolerance of "experts".

Shen Mingyu was very interested: "What did you swear at that time?"

Lingling recalled it for a while, but refused to say anything more. She laughed at herself and continued to gnaw on the bones.

Shen Mingyu really wanted to know: "I definitely want to win an award, just like your idol Masayoshi Nakajo, winning international design awards."

Ling Ling was taken aback, remembering that he shared his favorite designers and their works in the live broadcast room, so she said: "When I was studying, I didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth. At that time, I wanted to experience the society first and make something well. , get an award, then continue to study, and only do the top projects when you come out.”

"Who said that?"

"Ok?"

Shen Mingyu sighed: "Winning an award means that the sky is high and the earth is thick? Didn't you win the award when you were studying? How can something that you can do before be called the sky high and the earth strong now?"

Lingling was a little dazed, wanting to say that the weight of the award is different from the award, and also wanted to say that many award selections can't get drafts of airplanes, they have to get serious ones out of the street, the actual production, just the projects he is doing now, there is no such thing Weight—but this is like scolding Shen Mingyu together, he is the sponsor of those projects that don't count as prize weight.

——However, these are not the key points. Objective reasons can always be found, but the crux of the matter lies in the subjective. Lingling feels that the day-to-day work wears off his morale, and he himself loses his fighting spirit first.

But is the heroic dream completely abandoned and forgotten?

Lingling didn't think so.

He was stunned for a long time, until Shen Mingyu said: "Let's go for a walk when we are full?" Then he came back to his senses.

In addition to being a good university, the Academy of Fine Arts is also a place suitable for romance. The buildings inside are all works of masters. The sculptures and installations you see everywhere are all named and backed. There are also natural rivers, weeping willows, and the water surface under the trestle bridge. Shaking against the lights, walking and stopping casually, it is all scenery.

Shen Mingyu once again rejoiced that he had a flash of inspiration. He couldn't handle the romance of spending money for the time being, but the romance of not spending money - he had never tried the romance of not spending money, even when he was studying, he had never done such a simple walk Walking dates, young people always seek excitement, he will take people to drive supercars for fast racing, but walking, this is the behavior of old people, but at this moment Shen Mingyu is doing the behavior he used to despise, and he has "Old Man, Old Man" Wife" harmony illusion.

Tonight when Ling Ling returned to his home court, it was as if a closed door of his heart had been opened, and he took the initiative to tell Shen Mingyu many things about the past. Shen Mingyu listened with great interest, as if he had participated in Lingling's past youth together.

Unknowingly, they stayed by the lake very late. With such a good atmosphere, Shen Mingyu really didn't want to mention any unpleasant things, but he realized that this was a rare moment for Ling Ling to relax, like a principled The cat opened its belly to him, and Shen Mingyu didn't want to miss this opportunity, he said: "Thank you for sharing this with me, for trusting me so much."

Ling Ling's forehead fluttered, and his eyes shone brighter than the stars tonight. When he heard the words, he didn't refute or evade. He smiled faintly and said, "Thank you for listening to me so patiently."

Shen Mingyu tried to relax her facial expression, the tenderness in her eyes was overflowing, her voice was hoarse and soft, and she said, "As long as you want, you can tell me anything, and I'm willing to listen."

He also patted his chest: "This is a tree hole."

However, Lingling looked at him thoughtfully. He saw the hope on Shen Mingyu's face that he was eager for him to continue to talk, and inexplicably had an idea of ​​wanting to satisfy the other party, so he asked: "So, tree?" What does Dong want to know? I can tell you."

Whether I like you, whether I have ever liked you, whether I still like you now, I can tell you in this gentle night.

However, Shen Mingyu said four words: "About Song En."

Lingling was taken aback, hearing a name that was completely in line with his expectations, and not in line with this romantic and gentle night, she didn't even realize it for a while, and when she came back to her senses, he smiled.

It turned out to be the case.

Shen Mingyu was still the same Shen Mingyu, she never played her cards according to Ling Ling's expectations, Ling Ling felt that she should get used to it, but she still couldn't control herself and felt faintly lost.

Regarding Song En, he really had nothing to hide. He didn't tell Shen Mingyu, but he didn't think it was necessary.

So he said frankly: "Oh, he wants to pick me up, wants to cover me, and I agree."

The author says:

A must-read for the celebration, and more