Lin Xiaoya followed behind Wang Jian, worried and uneasy.

Just now, Wang Jian, who rarely visited the store during this time, suddenly visited, and then walked directly to her and asked her to go out with him, saying "I want to invite her to a cup of coffee".

"Drinking coffee?" When Lin Xiaoya listened to the words "drinking coffee", she immediately remembered that a few days ago, her boyfriend - oh, no, it should be her ex-boyfriend - Ni Jun was also called out by the other party to "drink coffee", and then, he "never returned" and never went to work again, and later listened to Zeng Yu and Zeng Jingrong, only to know that he was fired because of "unclean hands and feet" and "wanting to steal the secrets of the steamed bun shop".

"Is it finally my turn? Yes, although I have broken up with Ni Jun, in their eyes, I'm afraid they are also in a group, right? Moreover, Ni Jun came to work in the store, and I also introduced him......" Lin Xiaoya smiled sadly, hesitated, then slowly stood up, looked around, and looked at this small shop, which was not big, but extremely warm, and let her work for three years, and feel at home for the first time.

She wanted to look at it again, at it again, because after today, perhaps, it would be the last time she looked at it.

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The two went out one after the other.

Wang Jian, who was walking in front, didn't wait for her, didn't speak, just walked forward with his hands behind his back and not fast or slow.

Lin Xiaoya, who followed behind, lowered her head, her heart was sad, her thoughts were flying, and her mood was complicated, and she had a thousand difficulties and reluctance to leave the "Jianjian Bun Shop", a small shop where she had worked for nearly a month.

Lin Xiaoya, who was in a complicated mood and full of thoughts, didn't notice that the road ahead was not a Starbucks leading to the pedestrian street, but to Wang Jian's new home in Shanghai.

And by the time she realized this, the two had already arrived at Wang Jian's doorstep.

Wang Jian opened the door with the key, walked in, and saw that Lin Xiaoya behind him hadn't followed for a long time, and when he looked back, he saw the girl standing at the door, looking hesitant.

"Bang! you don't think I have any intentions for you, do you?" Wang Jian's heart jumped, and the face hidden under the mask deliberately made a look of displeasure, and said impatiently to Lin Xiaoya, who was standing at the door:

"Come in, why are you standing at the door, are you the door god?!"

"Oh...... Okay, Brother Jian...... I...... I'll come in. Lin Xiaoya said in a trembling voice, the other party's unhappy expression and cold tone made her mood sink to the bottom, thinking, there is no good banquet, drinking coffee is just an excuse, and today she is most likely "more than lucky".

Lin Xiaoya changed her slippers at the shoe cabinet at the door, walked into the living room of Wang Jian's new house, which was warm and comfortable, she had been to once, and sat down carefully on the sofa.

"What do you drink, Lin Xiaoya? I only have coffee and tea at home. However, the coffee is instant coffee, and it is not comparable to the Starbucks outside!" After letting Lin Xiaoya sit down on the sofa in the living room, Wang Jian moved his hands, stood opposite the girl, and rushed to her.

"I ...... I'll drink boiled water, Brother Jian. Lin Xiaoya said timidly.

This is the first time she has gone to a house of the opposite sex alone, although she is already very familiar with the other party, but, maybe it is the other party's lukewarm tone, or maybe it is the environment of the lonely man and widow in front of her, inexplicably, at this time, she felt a burst of nervousness.

"Don't talk nonsense! Coffee and tea, choose one of the two!" Wang Jian drank softly, and his tone was not good again.

Lin Xiaoya was taken aback, so she had no choice but to say, "That...... Let's have coffee. ”

Wang Jian went to the kitchen to make coffee for Lin Xiaoya, and Lin Xiaoya, who was sitting on the sofa, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She raised her head and began to look at this warm and beautiful place, which had made her and Ni Jun very fond and envious, dreaming that the two of them would work together for seven or eight years, and maybe they could also mortgage a house.

"Alas, it's a pity, this dream will never be realized in this life!" Looking around, Lin Xiaoya sighed in her heart, thinking regretfully.

She is no longer one of her classmates who stays in an ivory tower, ignorant of the coldness and reality of society, and only knows how to spend her parents' money lavishly. After two and a half years of college, she worked for two and a half years, and she knows very well that in this society, it doesn't matter, there is no background, an ordinary graduate of an ordinary university, not relying on the help of his parents, only relying on his own hard work, earning 1,200,000 and saving 12,000, just want to buy a house in a big city like Jiangcheng, how unreliable and hopeless it is!

Originally, with Ni Jun, the two worked hard and worked together, and the future prospects of the steamed bun shop were very promising, Lin Xiaoya once dreamed that she and Ni Jun, as long as they became store managers, they could mortgage a house in Jiangcheng after working for about two or three years.

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, not only was he ruthlessly abandoned by Ni Jun, but now, even the job of the promising steamed bun shop is about to be saved.

"Perhaps, in my life, I shouldn't have found a boyfriend, and I shouldn't have beautiful fantasies about love!

"Yes, Lin Xiaoya, you are an orphan girl who has neither a father nor a mother, and it is a problem to feed herself with three meals a day! What kind of love do you expect? What house do you fantasize? Lin Xiaoya, you are really whimsical! You really don't have any self-knowledge!" In the desolate and sad place, Lin Xiaoya, who was sitting on the sofa, began to feel sorry for herself again.

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Just when Lin Xiaoya sighed her sad fate in her heart, Wang Jian went and returned, holding a cup of coffee in his hand and placing it directly on the coffee table in front of the other party.

"Thank you, Brother Jian!" Lin Xiaoya woke up from her chaotic thoughts, got up slightly, and thanked Wang Jian.

Wang Jian waved his hand, and didn't bother to avoid suspicion, sat on the sofa less than one meter away from Lin Xiaoya, turned sideways, looked at Lin Xiaoya's face that was fresh and clean without powder, but obviously thinner than before, and said:

"Lin Xiaoya, I've already listened to my mother about Ni Jun's breakup with you. What are your plans for the future?"

"Is it finally coming?" Lin Xiaoya's heart froze, and her somewhat thin body couldn't help but tremble.

Thinking about leaving the steamed bun shop, thinking about this month's salary, because of Ni Jun's fault, the other party may also use this as an excuse, and even think that she is Ni Jun's accomplice and don't give it to herself, then she has nothing to do, and now that the winter vacation is coming soon, the New Year is coming, but she hasn't even earned the money for the cheapest red train ticket to and from her hometown, thinking of this, thinking that there is no way to burn paper for her parents, Lin Xiaoya feels that something in her eyes is about to fall.

"Don't cry, Lin Xiaoya! After your mother left, you survived so many difficulties alone, this time, you must be able to! You must believe in yourself!" Lin Xiaoya, who lowered her head, clenched her fists, feeling that even if she left, she should not cry and let others laugh, but should be brave and generous!

She took a deep breath, looked up, looked at Wang Jian, who was close at hand and couldn't see any expression, and said:

"Boss, Ni Jun's business, I'...... I'm sorry...... It's all my fault! Don't worry, I'll leave today, I'll resign and leave today, salary, I'll ...... I don't want it either. Sorry ——!"

Lin Xiaoya stood up from the sofa and bowed to Wang Jian in front of her. Tears rolled in her eyes for a long time, and when she bowed, they finally fell under the effect of gravity. She didn't want Wang Jian to see her fragile appearance, so she turned around directly, and then hurried towards the door without looking back.

"Resign, salary, Nima, where the hell is this?" Wang Jian was confused, inexplicable, feeling that there must be some misunderstanding here, seeing that the other party suddenly stood up, bowed to him, left two sentences and ran away, and now he ran to the door, was bending down to change his shoes, shocked, quickly got up and rushed over, and shouted at Lin Xiaoya angrily:

"Lin Xiaoya, stop me! What are you running? Who shouted at you to run?" Wang Jian, who was so frightened and frightened, didn't even bother to speak Mandarin, and directly yelled at Lin Xiaoya in Jiangcheng dialect.