When the mobile phone vibrate, Wen Jing was lying in the cubicle for a lunch break. When I go out to take orders at night, if the last order is far away, I often go home very late and lack of sleep, so Wen Jing often has a hasty lunch to deal with, so I can lie on the table and rest for a while.

Glancing at Mr. Right's call, the sleepiness disappeared immediately. Mr. Right, when Wen Jing was impulsive and felt that Liao Junqing seemed to be the most ideal candidate at the moment, the name he gave him responded to Wen Jing's state of mind at that time.

"What are you doing?" asked the other end of the phone, very casually, as if he was still chewing something in his mouth.

"I was resting on my stomach when I was woken up by your phone. You just had dinner?" Wen Jing's voice was very soft and low, most of the people around him did not come back, and the room was very quiet.

"Well, I'm eating. Did you come home late last night, I told you, don't do it anymore as a part-time substitute driver. Always sleep deprived, it will look very old. ”

Wen Jing subconsciously glanced around, lowered her voice and said, "You are so annoying!"

The other end of the line smiled.

"What do you eat? ramen? What nutrition do you have when you eat ramen, you won't eat anything else?" In Wen Jing's tone, she was both a little distressed and a little complaining, she knew that Liao Junqing was not very particular about this person, and his meals were too simple and casual.

"If you don't buy it for me, I won't. "The person on the other end must be smiling innocently.

"Hypocrisy!" Wen Jing's face was full of sweet smiles.

Liao Junqing called Wenjing to watch a movie at Dawangqiao in the evening. Wen Jing felt that it was easy to get stuck in traffic, so she insisted on taking the bus by herself.

"Are you hungry, insist on eating after watching the movie, okay?" asked Liao Junqing after Wen Jing bumped into Liao Junqing.

Wen Jing simply made do with food at noon, and was a little hesitant: "Can you do it?"

"Can I insist, I'll buy you some snacks?" Liao Junqing consulted Wen Jing.

"Wow, you can buy me a bag of nuts, just a mixed one. Wen Jing's eyes lit up, and she was very satisfied with this proposal.

It's not a weekend, it's dinner time, it's not very full, the show is more than 10 minutes, and there is no one in the seats on the left and right, which gives Wen Jing a chance to play freely, one-third of her energy is watching movies, one-third of her energy is stuffing nuts into her own and others' mouths, and the remaining one-third of the time is in a trance, let the person next to her get it.

"Have you made a lot of money in business?" Wen Jing asked Liao Junqing with a smile during the meal.

"No?" Liao Junqing didn't understand why Wen Jing asked, and looked at Wen Jing with wide eyes.

"I see you're in a good mood, think you've made a lot of money?"

"It's also public to make a lot of money, so what's there to be happy about. Liao Junqing disagreed.

"Still, there is one thing that might be worth rejoicing about. Liao Junqing didn't wait for Wen Jing to speak, and added.

"What's the matter then?" Wen Jing looked forward to Liao Junqing with a grin.

Liao Junqing opened his mouth and swallowed it back. He originally asked Wenjing to come out today to share that Xie Xin had promised to divorce, but suddenly felt that it was a little early to tell him like this, Xie Xin didn't have a score, and he changed his hexagram again in two days. Liao Junqing had no choice but to improvise: "I miss you very much today." ”

Wen Jing looked at Liao Junqing who was smiling, and felt angry and sweet, angry that this person sold a pass and whetted his appetite, but he was thrown into a fart heap, needless to say, it is sweet to say, is it not enough to be thought?

Liao Junqing came by car. After eating, Wen Jing wanted to take a taxi back by herself, but was stopped by Liao Junqing and insisted on sending Wen Jing back: "I haven't sent you home yet, it's too unusual." Wen Jing had no choice but to obey.

On the way, Liao Junqing asked Wen Jing about her work in the driving company, and Wen Jing said that it didn't mean much. Liao Junqing was a little surprised: "What, do you feel uncomfortable working there?"

"I can't say it, the people who have been the substitute driver, and then go there to rack their brains to do what this plan and that plan, forcing the substitute driver to go out to take orders to make money, the substitute driver is in trouble, they don't care much, push it to the driver to deal with it himself, where can you say the mood can be better. ”

"You mean to come out of the substitute driver and sit on the opposite side of the substitute driver to deal with the substitute driver?"

"That's what it means. ”

"If it's too unfair, won't the substitute drivers protest?

"Protest what, unless you don't want to do it. Didn't you listen to them, the most important thing for the substitute driver is the driver, you don't do it naturally there will be someone to do, Chinese are more, the substitute driver is not the same as the fast car, the fast car entry threshold is higher, the substitute driver has almost no threshold. ”

"If you don't feel comfortable, don't do it, change jobs. ”

"I don't have any expertise, and my education is not authentic, so it's not so easy to find. They are willing to use me for publicity, and I don't have to get along with the money, so just stay there. ”

Liao Junqing didn't answer, and there was another pain in his heart. Liao Junqing held the steering wheel with one hand, and reached over with the other hand to hold Wen Jing's hand, holding it tightly in the palm of his hand, so that Wen Jing was in pain.

"What are you doing?"

Liao Junqing only looked ahead, and continued to hold his hand until Wen Jing said, "The front is here." ”

Liao Junqing parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and went around to Wen Jing's side, and pulled the car door. Before Wen Jing got out of the car and stood up straight, Liao Junqing pushed Wen Jing into the back seat of the car.

Liao Junqing followed up: "Wen Jing, I'll hug you." The voice was a little poignant, and as he spoke, he pulled Wen Jing into his arms tightly, hugged him tightly, crossed Wen Jing's neck, and did not speak.

After a long time, Wen Jing felt that such a side-waist posture was a little awkward and tired, so she broke free: "What's wrong with you, is there something wrong?"

"No, I just want to hold you. Liao Junqing's voice was very low, and then his right leg was on his left leg, letting Wen Jing lean on his lap, and his two arms continued to hug Wen Jing's shoulder.

Wen Jing felt more and more that Liao Junqing had something in his heart, and gently broke free, put her arms around Liao Junqing's neck, and stared at Liao Junqing worriedly: "Tell me, okay? What happened?"

Actually, nothing happened. Liao Junqing listened to Wen Jing's work just now, and touched the weak Xuan in Liao Junqing's heart, and felt a little uncomfortable, Wen Jing endured a lot of grievances, but she couldn't do anything for her, and felt very guilty.

Liao Junqing still decided to tell Wen Jing about the progress with Xie Xin, and he couldn't guarantee that there would be no accidents, at least he could give Wen Jing and himself a comfort and a little strength.

Wen Jing didn't see Liao Junqing speak, so she hugged Liao Junqing's neck and shook it a few times, looking forward to Liao Junqing's answer.

"I actually have something happy to tell you today. ”

Wen Jing shook it twice again, and said dissatisfiedly: "Then you are still so unhappy." ”

"I'm not upset, I'm uncomfortable, I'm uncomfortable that I can't do something for you. ”

Wen Jing's heart socket was immediately hit by a warm current, rushed into her eyes, and wondered: "What are you talking about!"

"What's the happy thing?" Wen Jing paused, changed to an expectant tone, and turned a smiling face to Liao Junqing.

Liao Junqing held Wen Jing's head with both hands, making Wen Jing's face closer to his face, looking directly at Wen Jing, and said warmly: "Xie Xin has agreed to go through the divorce procedures!"

Wen Jing suddenly felt weightless and her mind went blank.

Wen Jing grabbed Liao Junqing's clothes with both hands, buried her face in Liao Junqing's chest, and let the tears flow freely and silently.

After a while, Wen Jing wiped her tears on Liao Junqing's chest, raised her face, pouted and looked for another mouth, and the other mouth was immediately covered tacitly......