The idea of such a montage, she can come up with. Night Ember smiled: "Do you know a poem written by Gu Cheng?"

"The grass is bearing its seeds, the wind is blowing its leaves, and it is very beautiful for us to stand and not speak. Ember glanced at her: "So you don't want to be bad, what should you do?" ”

"Oh. Yizhen muttered: "It's really indifferent." ”

Yizhen packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen to wash, pinched the watch and counted for ten minutes, and sure enough, the other door began to quarrel again.

Why do these two people quarrel so much every day? Compared with the other door, I really feel that getting along with Young Master Ye is simply warm and quiet.

"We're done!"

Yizhen heard an angry male voice, followed by the sound of slamming the door. A woman wept bitterly.

Yizhen was separated by the wall, and the curtain in front of him was tightly covering the window. The sparse skylight sifted in, old. With the undulating and poignant voice, there is a kind of ghostly horror.

Yizhen gently pushed open the door, revealing half of her head, looking at the woman who was squatting at the door crying, and thought: Sister, you are screaming every day, which affects my performance very much.

After a few snorts, before she could speak, the woman looked up at her. Under the long seaweed-like hair, a gorgeous bone-scraping face was exposed, and the two eyes were thick and a little resentful.

Yizhen was stunned: "Little shadow?"

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This is something I never expected. Because in memory, Yuan Ying is always lazy when she speaks, melodious and elongated voice, and her facial expression is a little contemptuous, like an arrogant Persian cat. And the neighbors of this pair of doors, howling wolves all day long, are alive and well as a late mother.

I really remember the last time I saw Yuan Ying, it was in the pet center. She hugged the snow-white Samoyed and said she had come with her boyfriend. I don't know if it's the same person who just slammed the door.

Yuan Ying wiped away her tears and stood up from the ground. In the winter, she wears a long orange-brown dress, and the bright red nail polish on her toes is like coral beads.

"Come in and sit. Yuan Ying pushed the door open. I really saw that the room was in shambles. Shoes, bags, cosmetics, all kinds of bright and colorful things are on the ground, piled up all over the pits. I really need to get around these stumbles in order to get to the sofa carefully.

Yuan Ying changed her clothes and came out, pulling her hair up, her hair was carefully groomed, her skin was a little pale, but her complexion was still good, and her figure was as good as ever.

Although there is a lot of chaos in the house, she is still a person with a bright appearance.

"Do you drink juice?" Yuan Ying kicked open the shoebox at his feet, but he was happy to be friendly, and the previous unhappiness was swept away.

Yizhen waved her hand again and again, and it turned out that her mysterious neighbor was not mysterious at all. But because it's an old acquaintance, I don't know where to start.

Yuan Ying still poured a glass of kiwi juice for Yizhen, and smiled: "It's been a month since I moved in, and I haven't even met you." When he finished speaking, his mouth reverted to a small piece of paper. I really thought that she had a hard time, but Yuan Ying continued: "Also, I don't come out much during the day." ”

I can't help but be curious: "Hmm, what do you usually do?"

"I'm still a part-time model, and I go to the live broadcast room at night. Yuan Ying was really inexplicably affectionate. said how she is not going well now, her boyfriend split her legs, her girlfriend defected, her agent was a fool, she couldn't get good resources, and she was deceived into signing an overlord contract.

I really remember the last time she was hostile to herself. But it's still fun. For the old people in the memories, the joy of a long absence will still unconsciously swell up in my heart. Although he also knows that things are wrong and wrong, he still has a kindness towards the past. Memories are always beautiful.

"Why didn't you see Auntie?" asked Yizhen. Yuan Ying waved his hand, and his face immediately had a spasm of disgust, and the warbler whispered: "It's really evil, a person of this age, but he still behaves like an old-fashioned woman." A while ago, my work improved a little, and she was even more anxious, insisting that I marry Tianbao. ”

I really remember that the house in this apartment can't be bought with a mortgage, and I asked tentatively: "You rented this house?"

"My boyfriend bought it now. Secondary. Yuan Ying suddenly became impatient, lit a cigarette and spit out the fog: "These men are more than an old woman buying side dishes, in short, there is no good thing." Then he asked, "Do you live here with your subject?"

Yizhen said: "It's been rented for half a year." ”

Yuan Ying was a little surprised, and after thinking about it carefully, he took it for granted: "They are people who won't let us shave the calculations." ”

Yizhen smiled and didn't speak. Yuan Ying felt more and more that Yizhen was just like her, and she was also a poor person. He is still relatively free and easy, and he is not emotionally frustrated. And she, a little girl like a lychee with clear water, is simply ruined for nothing, and she will still be stabbed in the future. So he glanced at Yizhen sympathetically.

Extinguish the cigarette butt. Yuan Ying let out a long snort: "I won't tell you first, I have to go to the online store to shoot a film today." Yizhen didn't plan to stay longer, so he got up and said hello and left.

Yuan Ying sent Yizhen out of the door, leaned against the door, and said with a smile: "It's okay to come and chat with me often, I'm bored alone." Yizhen nodded.

"I thought you went downstairs to buy something. Ember glanced at Yizhen and continued to type on the notebook.

"Our new neighbor is actually Yuan Ying. It's really quiet, with a look of gossip.

Night Ember was stunned: "You say, our mysterious neighbor is Lei Zhenzi?" Yizhen nodded.

Young Master Ye looked at Yizhen vigilantly: "What's there to be happy about, stupid, don't be spoiled by her." ”

Stick out your tongue. Yizhen snorted, with a loss on his face: "I feel like she is a lot older, and it seems that she has experienced a lot." ”

After lunch, I really rushed back to the dormitory. Today she had a hunch that the teacher would call for a class and find a substitute for Liang Xi in advance.

Nowadays, fewer and fewer people come to class. The teacher lived up to expectations and came to a surprise point between classes. Song Xiaoyun was still sitting with Yizhen and asked, "Liang Xi is not coming to class again?"

Yizhen blushed and felt ashamed for Liang Xi, as if arguing: "She is busy with something." ”

Lin Xing'er turned her head and looked at Yizhen: "Why do you draw in class every day? Don't you study?" Lin Xing'er always has this ability to make people a head shorter. In fact, I want to find an ally who is not motivated.

Song Xiaoyun smiled: "I'm really busy, but I'm down to business." You don't pay attention to clothes and bags, and now there are a lot of her designs in CC. ”

Lin Xing'er's face turned pale: "Really?"

Yizhen couldn't bear to hit her a little, and nodded: "You can take a look at my Weibo account, it has all on it." ”

Lin Xing'er cried with a sad face, unwilling to believe that this was true, and pulled Chen Yu to tell about the failure of her life: "I should go back to my mother's womb and rebuild it!"

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