The relationship between people is never a conclusion that can be determined at a glance. Do two people end up being friends or rivals, lovers or nodding friends who can't smell alike...... Everything is like a life growing, and it takes time to verify.

When time permits, someone will get a certain point of opportunity called a turning point a little earlier, and the answer to each other's attributes will be revealed in a series of emotions, such as sadness or joy or hatred or love or forgetting or remembrance.

Jiang Beisheng and I are just one of the many beings, and naturally we can't escape the fate of being governed by the law.

From the beginning of not being able to understand him clearly, to the later drunken nonsense, waking up in the morning, fighting each other in Western restaurants and buying rings in jewelry stores, although all this happened in a dense day and night, I still almost believed that the so-called opportunity point between me and him seemed to have appeared.

Until he went and returned to the hotel, he no longer had superfluous expressions and true temperaments, and everything he looked at was a pair of sharp eyes, and everything he said was a cold tone, and all over his body exuded the metaphor that he had secrets, and these secrets were like rare treasures, and there was no meaning to share them with me.

This kind of handwriting and style is not a pleasant thing to see after all. At least, I'm extremely disgusted.

With a full stomach full of emotion, this sleep was very heavy.

When I woke up the next day, the blue irises on the white gauze were already full of sunlight, showing the beauty that can only be seen when they are in full bloom. Based on this scenario, it seems that I woke up a little late.

With an unkempt head, after inspecting all corners of the room, it was finally determined that Jiang Beisheng was not there, and only the black briefcase was left. This could support at least two speculations: that Jiang Beisheng left the room but did not leave Beijing, or that it was a briefcase that was missing enough to be discarded by its owner at any time.

Such two very different speculations will inevitably lead to two completely different results, so that I can't guess for a while whether Jiang Beisheng returned to Shanghai or not?

I sniffed decadently.

Rather than worrying about where the unlucky one went, my physical condition seemed to be more worthy of my worries at the moment.

To put it squarely, there is no shortage of water, fire, gold, wood, and earth in the life of this girl, but there is a lack of the protagonist life of a sparrow turning into a phoenix. Therefore, when I woke up, I didn't wake up on a warm big bed like the heroine in a romance drama, and no one carefully added a quilt to me to keep out the cold.

I woke up, not because I had slept enough, but because the floor and blanket were too cold, and I was woken up by the cold in April.

It stands to reason that Beijing at this time will not be so cold, if it is not for the weather in Beijing to fail, then there is only one possibility.

When I was sick with my nose and eyes, dizziness and poor health, I staggered to the corner of the air conditioning controller wrapped in a blanket and took a look: refrigeration, 16 degrees.

Sure enough, it was Jiang Beisheng, the unlucky coward!

I rolled up the blanket with the blanket, and got into the quilt where Jiang Beisheng slept with hatred, and saw a pill wrapped in tin foil on the bedside table in anger, and there was a note pressed under the pill, and I pulled it up angrily and looked at it: cold medicine. In three simple words, I have every reason to believe that this is a premeditated cold.

What is this cowardly person trying to do?

When I took the medicine and fell asleep again, it was not sinking, but confused.

In my daze, I felt as if I heard someone knocking on the door, and as if I was knocking on the door of the next room, in short, my nerves were confused.

The second time I woke up, it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon.

After a wash, it was two o'clock outside, the afternoon sun was a little scorching, I lingered in front of the hotel for a few seconds, and then retreated like a frosty eggplant.

The hotel's food and beverage department, like all five-star hotels, does neither personal business nor à la carte. The café on the second floor, which is open for 24 hours, serves snacks in addition to alcohol. I've been planning left and right, and I can't come up with a more elaborate arrangement than going to the second floor.

I was greeted by the waitress who was a boy and a girl last night, and when he saw me, his eyes flashed like he had seen a golden ingot.

"Welcome back. ”

I was a little hungry, so I found a seat nearby and sat down, and without saying a word, I placed an order: "Give me three lattice scones, a fruit platter, and a cup of green tea." After speaking, he added a sentence non-stop: "Be fast." ”

The waiter's little brother nodded again and again, and when he left, he walked fast as if the soles of his feet were smeared with oil.

In less than ten minutes, my food was on the table.

"You've ordered everything, please slow down. ”

Where do I dare to use it slowly, gobbling it almost scared the waiter's little brother to the point that he couldn't do it.

"Well, judging by the speed of your meal, it seems like a bit busy, I shouldn't have bothered, but could you please give me the time to say a word?"

He asked hesitantly, with a pair of panicked eyes.

I chewed on the scones and nodded, "What's the matter?"

"Well, yes, this morning the tenant of 1816 left you a message that she wanted to treat you to a cup of coffee in the evening. ”

Su Xin invited me for coffee?

I'm blaming me for not paying back?

Oh no, Jiang Beisheng's 10,000 yuan hasn't come back yet. No wonder it always feels wrong!

I threw down the bitten scones with palpitations, flipped out my phone and looked at it, my brow was like a churned lake, wrinkled layer after layer: Who turned off my phone?

I muttered and turned it back on, and my phone kept ringing like a transmitter.

Take a closer look: Kidney Bean sent twenty messages, and the summary is: She worked overtime on the train yesterday, and she was so busy that she didn't have time to check or reply, so she asked me what was the matter?

There are six mosquitoes, and each of them is a tangle between repaying money and borrowing money.

To my surprise, Su Xin also has one: go to 809 in the morning and knock on the door, you seem to be out, if you have time, I want to invite you to coffee in the evening.

This woman said that she was generous but pervasive in urging me to repay the money, and that she was stingy but willing to do good deeds without leaving a name, and was generous to those she had never met.

Generous and stingy, I will be so confused that I can't be sure for a while.

I should say that this woman is not simple.

I stared at the information and wondered, if she was facing a man, she could still call it a desire to indulge in the past, but I was a woman, and a normal woman with a clean mind and body, what good could I gain by doing so?

Just like Jiang Beisheng, I can't guess this woman.

I continued to slide down, and the five transfer WeChat made me jump from Su Xin's unbelievable to Jiang Beisheng's heart in an instant. Although due to the lack of transfer limit, I received 9,900 instead of 10,000, but this is not the money to be repaid, and it is earned less than 100.

I replied to Jiang Beisheng alone in a group of messages: Are you coming back tonight?

Jiang Beisheng quickly sent me one: Hmm.

I said with a servile face: I know, 809 will be left to your old man, and I will open another room so as not to disturb your rest.

He replied in seconds: Do you have money?

After a second, reply: Dare to use my money to open a house, you just wait to pay it back.

After another second, reply: Remember, tonight is still my bed, and you sleep on the ground.

After another second, I replied: I didn't bring my room card, don't let me stand outside the door and wait for you like I did yesterday.

"Why are you so fascinated by it?"

Jiang Beisheng's information was enough to make me angry, Mo Jia, a poisonous snake, chose to appear at this time, and I glanced at him with a cross eyebrow: "Five things, not today." ”

He sat uninvited, with a strange light in his eyes: "Wu Xiaoqi, let's not talk about those five things today, let's talk about you and your husband." ”

"You're really not qualified to talk to me about this. ”

I got up and was about to leave, Mo Jia picked up a small piece of mango from the fruit bowl I had left, put it in his mouth slowly, and smiled coldly while chewing: "Are you really married?"

(To be continued)