I didn't see this 'Yang Ting' again the day after tomorrow, I wanted to meet her, I thought, I really want to miss it.

Although I knew that she was not Yang Ting, an inexplicable impulse drove me to see her and see her again.

The second time I met this girl named Wang Ruiting was on another weekend afternoon. I work in a place not far from the company, and it just so happens that there is also a subway station there. Some people may wonder how the subway can be driven in the air, not underground? Hehe, that's what CQ is all about. We call the subway here also the light rail.

The light rail station is built above the eight-lane highway and resembles a pedestrian bridge. It can be used as a station and as a pedestrian bridge. This is one of CQ's big ideas.

Standing on the side of the road, I searched around for small restaurants, and my stomach was already a little hungry.

Through the LRT station, I saw a small noodle shop on the opposite corner. Although CQ was already bustling at that time, it was still difficult to find a small shop if you were not familiar with the various small alleys. Why look for a small shop? Simple, because it's cheap. Because I just came out to work, I can't afford to spend on the big restaurant.

Hey? Who is that girl on the opposite corner?

Yang Ting?

No, Wang Ruiting?

How can it be so coincidental? They all look the same, they are all Ting. Oh, providence makes people!

I crossed the street, walked up to her, and mustered up the courage that had been accumulated for a week, "Hey, Tingting, long time no see!" ”

When she heard me call her Tingting, she was stunned for a moment, probably thinking that I was too kind and a little uncomfortable. But she recognized me quickly, and even though she didn't know my name at the moment, she showed her sweet smile and seductive dimples. (By the way, I'm not a pervert, Yang Ting's face originally had dimples, and it was indeed beautiful.) ）

Although I am very clear that she is not Yang Ting, she is another person. But I still said "Tingting" and blurted out.

I'm used to it, I'm used to it, I've long been used to shouting like this......... (The topic is far away, about the story of me and Wang Ruiting, the third volume will be written.) Now that my feelings are here, I can't help but want to vent them, otherwise I feel uncomfortable. ）

"Doodoo ......"

I was woken up by a screeching car horn, go! A passt sedan is heading onto the sidewalk. I looked underfoot, and it turned out that I had taken up its parking space. Oh, I laughed helplessly. When I looked at my watch, half an hour had passed since I came out. I'm really getting more and more nervous, and sometimes I feel the urge to go to a mental hospital. Now there is always some inexplicable situation. I looked again at the small noodle shop around the corner and then at the BTS station not far away.

Another light rail car drove by, "sigh....." sighed,———— Ruiting, are you okay?

It seems that since when, Wang Ruiting has replaced Yang Ting's place in my heart.

I don't know when I started to have another person in my heart who was tied day and night.

Of course, the most stumbling blocks are Lingjing, Xiao Du, and SX.

My stories, too many, too many, how thick are the books? I don't know, but the weight can't be measured by any scale.

I was going to pick up my car in a parking lot across the street from the office building, but after I took two steps, I stopped again.

Forget it, let's walk home!

In this way, I walked along the lines of the light rail, on both sides of the eight-lane road, and from time to time I looked up at the light rail cars whizzing by.

Smile, someone is smiling.

On the side of the front of the car, a girl, a girl with dimples, smiled.

Smile at me.........