she misses me

Song Zhen didn't understand why Teacher Shu made this sudden move, but she didn't have time to figure it out.

I went out suddenly because the secretary called, so I had to go out to the company immediately.

It was already evening when we came back.

The afterglow of the setting sun slanted in through the windows of the corridor between the corridors. Song Zhen walked down from the elevator, and when she opened the door, she glanced at 4030, which was directly opposite to her own door—it had been since she saw Shu Liang in the morning. It's been almost half a day.

But after such a long time, she still hasn't figured out how to properly strike up a conversation.

Compared with her ability to manage the company, her ability to fall in love is really not ordinary.

Open and close the door.

The apartment that has been renovated looks a bit empty. Although the furniture and everything that should be there are already there, what seems to be missing is a little popularity.

Song Zhen sighed faintly, although the matter of moving has finally been implemented after working so hard for so long, the essence is still the same.

She moved from there to here, and she was still alone.

The relationship with Shu Liang is still at the shallowest level, without the slightest progress.

Whenever thinking of this matter, Song Zhen couldn't help but want to ask the people around him—is there any training courses in this world that are specially designed for love and waste, the kind that can be completed in a month, and you will be a love saint when you come out. Someone like her is really needed!

Unfortunately, she herself knew that this was impossible.

For this kind of thing, seven points of talent and three points of experience.

A person like her who has neither experience nor talent should be regarded as a rare breed in the world, right?

Thinking of this makes me a little upset.

Whether it's work or personal matters, it's enough to give her a headache.

The grand plans in her mind have no chance of being realized at all, and she is just like a typical idealist.

Before she found Shu Liang, she had sketched out no less than a hundred ways to get close to and take down the opponent in her mind, but when it came to the actual operation, she couldn't use them at all.

A giant in thought, but a dwarf in action, she is Song Zhen.

But it is only limited to the emotional aspect.

Song Zhen leaned on the sofa and thought about whether her behavior was too cautious. People say that the first thing to do is to be close to the water, but she has lived in front of other people's house and has not yet succeeded in seeing him... Time passed Minutes and seconds passed, and the sun outside was gradually setting.

There is no light in the living room, and if you look in from the outside, there is only darkness, and you may think that no one is at home.

The newly bought TV has never been turned on after it was installed, and the lonely atmosphere gradually enveloped the whole living room. This loneliness is not what others think, but emanates from Song Zhen's own heart.

I didn't eat anything when I came back from get off work.

At this moment, hunger gradually spread from the abdomen, and the empty stomach was clamoring that he was hungry and wanted to eat.

Song Zhen reckoned that if she didn't obey, her stomach problem might start to attack again in the middle of the night soon... She tried that pain and helplessness once when she was studying abroad, and she didn't want to try again secondary.

Finally, a little light came on in the dimly lit living room, which was the light from the screen of the mobile phone.

Song Zhen opened the takeaway software that he often used, and his slender fingers slid on the screen casually, not thinking about it at all.She thought to herself that she was going to order a casual meal and forget it. Ordering a takeaway to fill her poor stomach was also an explanation to her body.

Thinking about it this way... But before I looked through the takeaways on the software, there was a loud knock on the door in the quiet living room.

"Bang, bang!"

Coming from the doorway at the entrance, these sounds made Song Zhen bounce off the sofa in shock.

There was a look of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes... This posture is so familiar, could it be that unlucky Song Ye came to the door again?

She looked at her phone, it was only around 07:30 in the evening.

The vigorous knock on the door only rang two or three times and then stopped, and the apartment became extremely quiet again. If it wasn't for the loud noises just now, Song Zhen would almost think it was him who appeared hallucinated.

As if to confirm her deduction, the cell phone rang at this time in an appropriate manner.

...

"Sister, good evening. You moved to a new house. I'm a younger brother. Congratulations on your 'housewarming'." Song Ye scratched his head. What he had prepared for a long time suddenly came to an end when he saw Song Zhen with a murderous expression. He had forgotten for a while, but he thought about the four words "Hope of Housewarming" for a while before he remembered them again.

This word sounds relatively high-end, and he only found it after a thousand times of "what's the joy of moving".

This time, his attitude was much gentler than before, all the barbs were put away, and there was a flattering smile on his face. At this moment, he looked like a teenager should look like.

The smile on Song Ye's face did not fade in the slightest because of Song Zhen's bad attitude. He cheekily poked his head and looked into the house behind the other party, acting as a qualified curious baby: "Sister, I'm alone at home Why don't you turn on the light?"

"I bought the signature dish of Yudongfang, you let me go in first?"

Song Zhen saw that there were two people following him, each carrying two packed plastic bags in their hands, and wearing work clothes from Yudongfang.

'Yudongfang' is a well-known high-end Chinese restaurant in Lecheng. The chefs in it are from the generation of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and they are very good at Zhejiang cuisine among the eight major cuisines.And Song Zhen grew up with his mother in Hangzhou since he was a child, and strictly speaking he can be regarded as a native of Hangzhou.

It's just that after many twists and turns, many things happened, and finally went abroad, and when I came back, I didn't go back to Hangzhou, but went directly to Lecheng where my father was.

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.

Song Zhen looked at Song Ye in front of him. Today, the other party was well dressed, with no earrings or hair done.The clothes on his body are clean and fresh, which is completely different from the youth in the society in the past. I don't know.. What is wrong with this?

Brain is broken?

But no matter which muscle was wrong, Song Zhen always let people in.

As the saying goes, don't hit people with smiling faces, Song Ye's attitude is so good today, even for the sake of their two common cheap father Song Jingyan, she still has to let people come in first.

The packaged dishes were neatly placed on the table by the delivery staff, and after a while, only the siblings were left in the apartment, standing face to face and staring.

Although the takeaway box on the table was well covered, there was still a faint scent wafting out.

Song Zhen felt as if he could smell the smell of West Lake vinegar fish, Dongpo pork, Hangzhou stewed chicken, Longjing shrimp...

These scents that were so familiar in her memory suddenly awakened the experience of her youth in the back of her mind.Coupled with the bursts of hunger in his belly, Song Zhen's cold-faced image collapsed within less than a minute.

What a mess...let's talk about it after eating first!

She gave up her plan to drive Song Ye out of the house, after all, she was short-handed.

"Eat." Two simple and clear words.

After speaking, Song Zhen got into the kitchen, took a few brand new plates from the cupboard and put them on the dining room table, and started to plate the takeaway.These are just easy things, Song Ye bought a lot of vegetables, but Song Zhen found a very serious problem, that is - there is no white rice.

This is really a serious problem, she looked up at the boy standing by the table:

"You didn't ask them to prepare rice?" How could there be no rice for dinner? !

This time Song Ye answered quickly.

"What's so delicious about rice, don't you get tired of eating it every day?" He said as he took out a bag of white noodles from the plastic bag on the table: "I'll eat it for you, the young master will cook for you today! Let me use the kitchen."

Song Zhen rubbed his ears in disbelief, wondering if he had heard it wrong...Song Ye came here specially to serve her some noodles today?

What kind of evil is this?

Song Ye didn't care what kind of expression his sister had.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took the bag of noodles and went to the kitchen on his own.

After walking two steps, it seemed as if he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, didn't you move here just to pick up on that old lover across from you, and ask her to come over for dinner together."

Even though Song Ye looked like a dog on the surface, he still smelled like a hooligan when he opened his mouth.

The words 'old lover' made Song Zhen successfully frowned.

But it can be regarded as a word to wake up the dreamer, this sentence reminded Song Zhen.

She lowered her eyes to look at the delicious dishes on the table, they were still steaming because they were freshly made—these are really too much for two people to eat, maybe if you can invite Shu Liang over to eat together Just right.

She still remembers the scene when she invited Shu Liang to eat hot pot for the first time.

Ms. Shu may not be very good at other aspects, but she has personally certified the aspect of "eatable"!

Very good!

So Song Zhen's attention shifted from 'Song Ye suddenly got nervous and ran over to cook her noodles today' to 'how to successfully hook up with Teacher Shu to come to eat at home'.

You need to know that in the relationship between two people, the first step is often very important.

Only by taking this important first step to break the deadlock between the two, can the remaining 99 steps be walked slowly and naturally.

And this first step is precisely the most difficult step.

Song Zhen was still a little cautious. He knocked on the door of Mr. Shu's house so many times before but no one answered. Now he knew that he was at home, but suddenly he didn't dare to knock on the door.She knows it now, and she seems to be quite good at a musical instrument.

She should be the tenth level player who retreated!

Thinking of this, Song Zhen turned his head and looked at Song Ye who was busy in the kitchen. He saw that Song Ye was holding a gleaming kitchen knife in his hand and didn't know what he was doing. The next noodles still needed to be used. Is it a kitchen knife?

Song Zhen didn't understand it very well, and he didn't want to understand it.

She took out her mobile phone and put it next to her ear pretendingly, and then yelled at Song Ye who was working in the kitchen in full swing: "Song Ye, go to the next door and call Shu Liang, the company has Call me urgently."

...

When the doorbell rang, Shu Liang was lying on her small sofa comfortably applying a facial mask.

She didn't think too much when she heard the doorbell ring, because she just ordered a takeaway on her mobile phone not long ago, and now she guesses it should have arrived.He walked lazily to the door and opened it without any hesitation, but the person who entered was a handsome little boy.

Actually that's not the point.

The point is that this boy is holding a gleaming kitchen knife at her! !

Song Ye was still turning his head to answer Song Zhen's words, but just at this moment, the door in front of him slammed open, and a big black face suddenly appeared in front of him without warning...he only saw this coal face There are also two beady eyeballs rolling.

Young Master Song, who had little contact with women since he was a child, didn't know what the effect of the black mud mask was, so he couldn't help being stunned for a moment—his little heart was suddenly affected. Big fright.

The two looked at each other face to face for two seconds.

Song Zhen was sitting in the living room, only to hear a sudden scream from the door—Song Ye subconsciously raised the kitchen knife in his hand and pointed at Shu Liang at the door: "Where did the monster come from!!"