Zhuang Si is a martial arts actor, and when he falls, he changes direction to slow down the strength, and the situation is not as serious as it seems.

However, the pain is also real. After hissing, Zhuang Si shook his head, and then grinned and asked Director Jiang, "Director Jiang, don't you need to reshoot, right?"

"No need to remake, take him to see. Director Jiang frowned, his expression serious.

"It's not a big deal, it's a lying scene anyway, and it's okay to go back after filming. ”

The cold and steady young president, the girl in the dream who couldn't see her face clearly, poured a little more romantic words, Wen Ru thought about adding a sugar to the cup again, sure enough, it was still sweet and delicious.

Pian Pian pestered for a while, and when she saw that she really couldn't ask, she lost interest, poured a cup of coffee and turned back to the front desk to draw her picture.

Wen Ru walked back to the consultation room slowly, and saw the table where Song Jun was entertained, most of the coffee was drunk, leaving only a shallow bend, and the side with the orange cat was just facing Song Jun's position.

Chubby, naïve.

Wen Ru looked at the same orange cat on the cup in her hand again, and raised her eyebrows, "Is this considered a love house and a black house?" ”

Dream likes cats, so he likes cats a little more.

You must know that Song Jun's information does not have a hobby about cats, but he raised a small turtle, and the reason is that it is easy to feed.

Compared with the noble and arrogant cats, turtles are indeed much easier to raise.

Wen Ru herself also likes cats, but she is a lazy person, and she thinks that she can't take care of it, so she adopts the idea of raising a cat.

Wen Ru, the fat orange cat in the coffee shop, would occasionally go over to pet it, which was enough for her to satisfy her hunger.

"Sister Wen Ru, is that Assistant Fang?" asked Wen Ru, "Shall we go say hello?"

"How so?"

"Mr. Song?"

Wen Ru saw the gray-haired man on the street during the day, and she had doubts.

Wen Ru has never had the habit of giving up halfway.

Since Song Jun's three-month contract with her has not expired, there is still one month, and she also wants to improve her work.

For example, Song Jun's memory.

Song Jun's dream is that he lived in the city a year and a half ago, at the age of 23, working as a clerk.

"Do you know what she looks like?"

The second week after that day, Wen Ru saw Song Jun again.

When Song Jun came in, Wen Ru had to turn on the recording.

"Mr. Song, good afternoon. ”

"Miss Wen, good afternoon. ”

The assistant Pian Pian prepared coffee this time, and he came back from a pot from a neighbor, and thanks to Wen Ru's bad taste, the fat and lazy orange cat was also printed on the specially customized coffee cup in the consultation room.

Song Jun looked at the print for a while, and then took a sip of coffee.

Wen Ru observed that his complexion was good this time, at least, the dazzling blackness was no longer there now. Then he opened his mouth: "Mr. Song's complexion looks very good." ”

Song Jun put down the cup, but his hand did not leave the white porcelain cup, and his fingertips lingered on the orange cat for a while, Song Jun nodded, rarely with a smile.

He spoke, "I'm dreaming of her again." ”

Wen Ru raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Then congratulations to Mr. Song." ”

Song Jun nodded, and his fingertips tapped on the orange cat again, "Moreover, this time is a little different." "And this man who knows him well but doesn't hide his misogyny.

He claimed to be the husband of Rouge.

Xi Qi's expression became more and more strange, wasn't he dreaming?

Some fragments suddenly crossed through his mind, and before he could think about it, everything in front of him dissipated like snowflakes.

Wen Ru thought, bought a small cake from the cake shop and successfully obtained a special cake from the original boss, and then went straight to the coffee shop and ordered a cup of coffee with a seven-fold discount.

Bell bell bell -

Xi Qi took the phone that made an annoying ringtone.

"Hey?" his voice was as cold as ice, "if it's something important. ”

Before he finished threatening, the excited voice of the person on the other side came: "Boss, that old man has appeared again!"

His tone was a little uplifted, with imperceptible joy, and seduction, yes, he was provoking Wen Ru's curiosity.

Today's Song Jun is very gentle, and he talks more than before, Wen Ru is indeed a little curious, and follows his words, "What's the difference?"

"Since I went back that day, I realized that I could dream again. ”

The dream in Song Jun's mouth is naturally to dream of that girl again.

Wen Ru raised her eyebrows, and the tip of the pen subconsciously clicked on the paper.

Song Jun's voice was still cold, and his tone could not hide his joy, "Moreover, I can communicate with her." ”

"Communication?" Wen Ru was surprised, her brows frowned slightly, and her tone was still gentle, "I know, so what will you communicate?"

After speaking, Wen Ru quickly added, "Can you tell me?"

Obviously, Wen Ru was very interested in Song Jun's dream, however, Wen Ru was not sure if Song Jun would be willing to share it.

"Of course," Song Jun didn't feel offended, but was very calm, "we will exchange some interests and preferences." But most of the time she was asking, and I answered. ”

Wen Ru made a note of it, curious, "Then what did you ask?"

Wen Ru thought, bought a small cake from the cake shop and successfully obtained a special cake from the original boss, and then went straight to the coffee shop and ordered a cup of coffee with a seven-fold discount.

In Mr. Hu's greeting, Wen Ru was so satisfied that she withdrew her hand, and after washing her hands on the side of the table, she received a noble look from the hair of her hand (probably meaning, the human hair of the fish lips is a supreme gift, and you dare to dislike it!), and left with a smile on her coffee.

After that, how did the original boss and Boss Hu have to use their mobile phones to send lingering love messages on the street just a few steps away, Wen Ru refused to stay and watch.

A few steps further down is the flower shop.

Unlike most transparent florists, the décor of this florist is quite special, like a miniature garden.

The hundred-year-old trees outside the door are fully utilized, and the staggered but not cluttered hanging all kinds of potted plants and decorated with strings of lights in the shape of water droplets are particularly touching at night.

There is a gurgling stream in the yard, a small hill planted with dwarf fruit trees, and a few brightly colored fish in the stream where the flowing water converges.

There are a wide variety of fresh and beautiful flowers in the house, which are pleasing to the eye and refreshing.

The smell of flowers, the sound of running water, the sense of smell, sight and sound are all enjoyable.

But if it is even more special, it is that the owner used to be a customer of Wen Ru, named 玊 (sù) 袅.

The girl was born beautiful, her facial features were bright and bright, and she was gentle and quiet when she smiled, and she felt a little bit of good time.

When Wen Ru saw her, she was not what she is now, she was like a hedgehog at that time.

He has doubts and a bad feeling for everything.,Wrap yourself tightly and invulnerable.,Stiff and resolute to refuse all care.。