A smile relieves a thousand sorrows.

After Xiao An laughed, the resentment evaporated a lot with the laughter.

"It's just a lost love, do you still want to take half a life?" Tao Mu patted Xiao An's back approvingly.

Xiao An summed up alone, her resentment was still due to Cui Jingxian. However, for the sake of Tao Muxing's chivalrous enthusiasm, she is still better off having more than one thing. Therefore, Cui Jingxian's story, she hid it.

Xiao An shook his hair and continued, "It's really much better now." ”

"After tomorrow, you will go to work, and Liang Jiao will also roll back from home, and see how he explains to you when the time comes!" Tao Mu squeezed his eyes at Xiao An.

Compared with Tao Mu, Zhu Beni is a comforter who is not competent. She neither verbally denounced nor actively comforted her, but was more gentle and accompanied.

As a courtesy, Xiao An offered to send Tao Mu to the airport tomorrow.

"No, their company chartered a car and picked it up directly at home. ”

"So well treated?"

"It's nothing. The treatment his boss gets is called a cow. The boss over there gave a container and his boss could bring a container for free. Hey, hey, but his boss is worried, stuffing the furniture in, stuffing the daily necessities, and the container is not full. Medicines for headaches and colds, sewing kits, candles, and those that can't be used are all stuffed in. It's fun. ”

When Tao Mu talked about the mood, it was almost time to end.

After Xiao An separated from his two enthusiastic former colleagues, he walked home quickly, pushed the door and saw the sticky notes all over the wall, wanting to stroke his sleeves to remove them all, but he was afraid that his mind was not resolute, so he swayed and wavered again. He hesitated and stayed for the time being.

No words the next day.

On the third day, the legal holiday ended, and most of the companies in the magic capital started to work.

Before Xiao An went to work, she glanced back at the neat and clean hut she had cleaned up, and went out to work with mixed feelings.

She didn't wait for Liang Jiao.

Although Liang Jiao's company employees have begun to be active in the WeChat group, they have shouted "the boss is good for opening" and "the boss is very lucky".

But Liang Jiao did not wait for Liang Jiao to return to their hut.

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Liang Jiao hesitated.

At the same time, the mother said that she and her father had no objections, and when asked about Liang Jiao, Liang Jiao was also silent, and there was a lot of acquiescence.

"It's just that I have to give Xiao An an explanation to that child. The mother looked at her son Liang Jiao gently and lovingly.

Liang Jiao turned his head sideways and looked out the window.

Seeing Liang Jiao's unhappy face, Liang's mother couldn't help but relax: "If you really like Xiao An, we can reject the Cui family." ”

Liang Jiao thought of Xiao An, Xiao An, who was thrifty, Xiao An, who was so excited when he received a dress, Xiao An, who repeatedly sighed after sleeping in a five-star hotel, Xiao An, who even cared about changing movie tickets to a few websites at the lowest price, and Xiao An, who was reluctant to spend more money on cosmetics...... The face is even more unsightly.

"You're giving your mother a good word. Liang Mu gently shook Liang Jiao's arm.

When Liang Jiao returned this time, he could see that his temperament had changed greatly, and even the golden retriever little tiger who couldn't love him at the beginning didn't care anymore.

Liang Jiao was forced by his mother to be anxious, put his hands in his hair, covered half of his face, and only sighed heavily.

Liang's mother was distressed.

"Mom knows that you are a kind child. It's better to take a break, let's take a break, this month, you won't see anyone, think about it yourself, and make a decision. ”

Liang Jiao nodded.

Liang's father consulted Liang Jiao, and Liang Jiao was still willing to try to make an example of the SHF Shanghai Flower Tourism Consulting Company that he had created. Liang's father readily agreed, and recommended him a consultant.

On the sixth day of junior high school, Liang Jiao went directly to work from home.

"Wow, shotguns for guns, boss, you drove a new car!"

"What's this? pony...... Galloping?"

Liang Jiao glanced at the Ferrari he had placed in the ground parking space on the side of the road, and only smiled and handed out one red envelope to each of the prepared red envelopes in his hand.

During the rush hour for white-collar workers, it is still a road push, and it is still asking someone to scan the QR code.

The skinny monkey looked left and right. The fat man pushed him: "Who are you looking for? Do you still want to see the beautiful women of the previous year?"

"! I'm looking for the hostess. Why didn't the proprietress pretend to be a passerby today?"

Liang Jiao just didn't hear it.

On the first day of work after the holiday, business was lonely.

Liang Jiao originally made an appointment with a consultant recommended by his father to do business consulting in the afternoon, but somehow, he made a bad excuse to postpone the meeting to the next day.

He, alone, sneaked into the Ximu community.

said that it was just a mess in the community, but he couldn't help it, and unconsciously, he turned to the door of room 503 where he and Xiao An lived together.

Raising his wrist to look at his watch, convinced that Xiao An was at work at this time, he took out the key and opened the door to enter.

There was an inexplicable heartbeat, as if he was doing something that couldn't see the light.

As far as the eye can see, there are familiar scenes.

When he snuck into the bedroom, his gaze swept over the bed, and suddenly he couldn't help but clutch his chest. The pain flashed.

The floor is neat, the walls are crisp, and the table top is clean and clutter-free. Xiao An is a good little woman who is a housekeeper.

Don't dare to stay longer, and didn't touch anything, Liang Jiao hurriedly looked at it and walked outside.

Walked in too much hurry and accidentally kicked down the trash can - how many times did Liang Jiao protest that the trash can could not be placed at the door of the courtroom. But Xiao An prefers to put it there, saying that it is convenient to throw away kitchen waste when cooking.

Liang Jiao hurriedly lowered his head and a basket of pieces of paper.

He hurried to find the broom, and suddenly felt a little strange...... These pieces of paper are too neat in size. couldn't help squatting down curiously, one, two, he picked up one after another to look at, and the more he looked at it, the more terrifying he became.

"The greater the hope, the more disappointment!"

"Recognize the reality! You can't possibly!"

"He has clearly told you with his actions, don't pretend to be foolish!"

"Accept it! He decided to break up!"

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It is a different pen power, as if telling the state of Xiao An when writing these words. Sometimes firmly, sometimes softly.

Liang Jiao stared blankly at the ball of paper under his feet, lost his mind for a long time.

"After all, it's just a little girl's trick. Liang Jiao said to himself.

However, when he went out, he still secretly took one with him.

After Liang Jiao went home, he put the note that "recognize the reality! You can't possibly!" together with the red sweater, and inexplicably cautiously, stuffed the sweater into the corner of the wardrobe.

Liang's mother also suggested that Liang Jiao be treated coldly and think clearly alone, but that afternoon, Cui Jingxian came to play with a gift - saying that she was looking for Sister Fang.

Liang's mother smiled and talked with her, "Sister Fang" is a poker face, which always gives people the feeling of 'people are not in God'.

Liang Jiao was going to see his mother, but when he looked up and saw Cui Jingxian, he didn't say anything, turned around and went to the exercise room on the negative floor downstairs.

Liang Jiao turned up the heat, took off his coat, and was boxing.

When it's hot, take off another one. Until only the last tight-fitting white vest remained.

Straight punches, uppercuts, jabs...... Liang Jiao wore boxing gloves and punched on the hanging solid boxing punching bag. Sweat ran down the ravines of the muscles, and the chest, back and armpits of the vest were wet.

As he was swinging his fist, his sixth sense made him stop and look behind him.