Jingru doesn't like to ask Zeyun more about work and family matters, such as Zeyun's lord used to be a senior government official, and Zeyun managed the municipal engineering business sector of Dow Enterprise for his father, and these things were all only known from Zeyun's fragmentary information. If it weren't for Zeyun asking her to wait downstairs for him to watch the ball game with Zeyun today, Jingru wouldn't know that Zeyun's company was working in such a well-known building.

"Jingru!"

When Zeyun went down to the hall, Jingru was looking at the information nameplate in the hall, looking for a sound and looking up, Zeyun had already walked towards him with a smile.

"Why don't we drive today, every time we encounter a ball game, the area around the workers' stadium will be blocked enough, and it will delay the time. Let's take the subway and walk through. Zeyun proposed.

"That's good! Anyway, I haven't seen the game live, so I don't know about it. For Zeyun's proposal, Jingru was generally obedient for no particular reason.

It's already rush hour, and the car is naturally crowded. After entering the subway car, Zeyun held Jingru's hand.

"Aren't you afraid that someone from your company will see it at this time?" Jingru whispered in Zeyun's ear.

"I'm not a thief, what are you afraid of?" Zeyun stalked his neck.

"Who was at the door of your mansion just now, and he almost brought a stick to us in the middle?" Jingru looked up at Zeyun and was stupidly happy.

"Leader, you have to be a leader! If it's too intimate, if you know, say it's my girlfriend, and if you don't know, say it's my little secret, wouldn't that be hateful?" Zeyun seemed to be making a report, very serious, just taking advantage of the inertia of the subway shaking, and took the opportunity to rub a bite on Jingru's face.

"Who hates whom?" Jingru felt that there was an ambush in these words.

Zeyun put his mouth closer to Jingru's ear: "Of course it's someone who doesn't have a chance to be a secretary, I hate that I don't give me a chance, and I hate that little secret who is the first to get there." ”

"I really didn't learn anything from you!" Jing Ru glanced at Zeyun. Zeyun didn't turn his senses, and Jingru was talking about something: "What have you learned?"

"I only knew that there were shameless people before, but today I know that there are such shameless people. ”

Zeyun pondered: "Really?"

Jingru snorted and pulled a handful of Zeyun's tweed coat: "It's time to get off!"

By the time Shizuru and Zeyun arrived at the stadium, the stands were almost full, and it didn't take a few minutes to start sitting down, with Kyoto playing at home against last season's second-place finish.

Jingru is not fanatical about anything, waiting on the side of the road for the idol singer's car to splash mud on the white skirt, Jingru will definitely not do it, just like today, Jingru is not interested in painting her face with easter eggs and shouting out her throat.

Jingru doesn't understand football and isn't interested, but she still finds it fun to mess with someone.

When someone sees football, they treat Jingru as air.

Jingru looked hard, her ears were almost deafened, she couldn't understand and ask someone, and someone said "ah" and there was no follow-up, her eyes staring at the poor ball that was kicked around by a bunch of people.

Jingru, who didn't understand the ball, still saw that something was not normal.

"Hey, hey, that guy in red just now seems to have kicked the ball into his own goal, why?" Jingru shook someone's arm.

Someone didn't look back: "Oolong." ”

"Oolong, oolong tea?" Jingru didn't understand, but Jingru asked shamelessly: "Oolong, what do you mean?"

Asked about the "Thinker" sculpture. Ask again: "Hey, what does oolong mean?"

Someone was so merciful that he turned his head: "Search with your phone!"

Jingru was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood, pretending to sleep, her eyes squinting, and she also ran with the ball.

Finally the half is over, and someone may have been mixed with conscience and found another person next to him: "Sleep dead?"

Jingru played a trick on someone: "Sleep on your head!"

The greasy and crooked seems to have just begun, and the second half began, and Jingru returned to the state of air.

Finding that someone's legs and feet were constantly moving around as if they were convulsive, Jingru squeezed through with her legs little by little, leaving no room for him to move, and finally someone's knee invaded someone else's territory before being sent back.

After the end of the session, Jingru was invited to have supper, and only then did she regain a little sense of being valued.

Take a taxi and run to Gui Street to eat hemp small.

Ma Xiao came up, and other dishes also came up. Jingru ate diligently and didn't say a word.

Someone couldn't hold their breath: "Why don't you speak?"

Jingru continued to bury her head in hardship.

"Why don't you speak?" Jingru was dazzled by a clear plastic glove in front of her eyes.

"Eat!"

"Are you so hungry that you can't even talk about it?" someone thought Jingru was a little strange.

"The ancients never said that you can't talk when watching a ball game, but the ancients taught us that we can't eat, sleep, or speak, and hear clearly?" Jingru always maintained her expression and was not disturbed by the established policy.

Someone suddenly realized, this guy is waiting for me here!

"The ball game is so tense and intense, how can I bother with you!" someone said and realized that he had said something wrong.

Jingru raised an index finger on the side of her mouth, signaling someone not to speak and continue her stomach filling project.

Someone was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched, and he shook the chopsticks in his hand: "You can be angry with me, you will be angry with me!

Jingru was unhurried: "You are slowly angry, I will eat quickly." ”

However, this time, Jingru's cheeks were a little sore after being tense for a long time, and she slammed her performance.

Walking on the road, there was wind, which penetrated the clothes, and the body was still cold. The two hugged the wind to keep warm, and their crooked steps were interrupted by the phone in Jingru's bag.

Jingru took it out and looked at it, frowning slightly, Tao Jun, what is he doing?

I didn't want to pick it up, but I was afraid that Zeyun would misunderstand, so I hurriedly took a few steps forward: "Hey, what's the matter with me so late?"

"Outside, right?"

"Hmm. ”

"With your boyfriend, right?"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Take it easy, don't run too fast, it's easy to fall, and go home early when it's time to go home. ”

Without waiting for Jingru to speak, the phone hung up.

Jingru is a little brainless, what do you mean by saying this? What is it implying that I am talking to someone and he doesn't know? What is it about him?

Jingru was stuffed into a bunch of question marks by Tao Jun in her head.

"What's wrong, whose phone is it?" Zeyun looked at Jingru's expression a little wrong.

"It's okay, my friend in the same room, about the eldest sister. ”

Jingru took a taxi home by herself, and along the way, these question marks couldn't be straightened: what did Tao Jun's words imply?