It rained all night.

When Jiang Huaiyi woke up, Zhou Jun was taking a strange girl to change slippers in the entrance of his house.

He went out in a lounge suit, so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and indifferently sipped a glass of water.

When the girl saw him, she enthusiastically introduced herself: "Hello Senior Jiang, I am the Minister of Literature and Art of the Student Union, Liang Yuqiao." ”

Jiang Huaiyi looked at her for three seconds, and glanced at Zhou Jun coldly: "Give you my door card, and you will bring anyone to my house?" ”

The girl's smile froze awkwardly on her face.

Zhou Jun pressed his hands to play a round game: "What's the matter with you...... Hey, little Joe, don't be afraid, come and sit here. He's like this, he can blow up the bunker when he gets up. He snorted and finally settled both parties on the couch.

Jiang Huaiyi still has a stinky face.

The girl of the Minister of Literature and Art is a person who has seen the world, and immediately adjusted: "That's the case, the singer competition held by the Ministry of Literature and Art this year, I hope that the senior students can also actively participate." Your voice is the highest in our department, and the department hopes that I can do your job......"

Seeing that he was still cold, the senior sister made a killing move and coquettishly: "Because the seniors don't come to class, I took the liberty to ask Zhou Jun...... If the senior thinks it is abrupt, shall I invite the senior to dinner to make amends? ”

When Jiang Huaiyi heard this, he smiled, and approached her playfully: "You want to invite me to dinner so much?" ”

The school girl who had seen the world opened her mouth slightly, stunned.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhou Junzhu came in as a peacemaker: "I just said, this guy will not agree to this kind of thing." Xiao Qiao, don't be busy, go find Zheng as soon as possible......"

"Zheng Wei?"

"Yes, Zheng Wei. Sensei is spending time with him. ”

The schoolgirl was still unsatisfied, and she stopped talking, and was forcibly chatted by Zhou Jun for half an hour and sent away.

Zhou Jun came back sweating profusely and found that Jiang Huaiyi was still holding his movements half an hour ago, holding his mobile phone, and only his eyeballs and thumbs were moving all over his body.

He pulled it down: "Don't look at your broken phone, you can see that the flowers are coming." Then he looked in the direction where the phone rolled down, "Who are you talking to?" ”

Jiang Huaiyi looked like "the soul hasn't gotten up yet, flirting with girls is just instinct", and his head was tilted to the side.

Zhou Jun picked up his mobile phone and looked at it with a frown: "Isn't this the new otaku god or goddess." He handed it back, disdainfully, "I can't see it, you're okay with this mouthful." ”

Jiang Huaiyi caught a glimpse of the photo on the screen, and the spirit came to his eyes: "Do you know her?" ”

"It's good for all the otaku in China to know her." Zhou Jun was disgusted for a while, and suddenly felt strange, "No, this photo of yours...... Doesn't look like it's downloaded, right? ”

He scouted carefully for a while: "I'll wipe it, and I'll shoot it now." Can you bear it, your hands are stretched out to the entertainment industry! ”

"What entertainment industry." Jianghuai Yi took it back, "I met it on the road." ”

Zhou Jun scoffed: "If you meet someone on the road, you can take a selfie with your mobile phone, and you are three years old?" ”

"That's what happened." Jiang Huai Yi glanced at him, "You were drunk into a puddle of mud last night, and that's when you met him." ”

"Hooked up when we met last night?" Zhou Jun gave a thumbs up, "You can do it." ”

"What can be." He was not interested, and moved to a comfortable position, "I didn't even make a phone call." ”

"Really?" Zhou Jun will be suspicious, "This girl wants to be captured, right......"

Jiang Huai Yi gave him a blank look.

Zhou Jun said: "You have taken a fancy to others, what nonsense are you talking about." Make an appointment. ”

"How?"

"Isn't she a model, the model always has to take the film." Zhou Jun called up Mingsheng's Weibo homepage and put his contact information in front of him, "Isn't your sister doing this." Let her get you two photographers at random, find someone to make an appointment, and the price is a little higher, can people not come out? ”

It also makes sense.

The phone was too close, and Jiang Huaiyi frowned and stared at the two huge words in the blogger's nickname-

Ming Sheng.

The name is pretty good, it's not a stage name, right?

***

When Mingsheng received the call, he was at the train station.

Last night's rain, the ground was half-dry and mottled wet, and the puddles reflected the black railroad tracks, like dirty paint sprayed on the city.

She stood on the platform, the train rumbling into the station, and the wild wind howling.

Take a breath and the smell of coal and nitrate invades the nasal passages.

Even the wind is dirty.

A large wave of passengers came down, and the figure of sister-in-law Lu Yaqin staggered out.

She went up to help people.

"How do you get here by train?"

"Don't dare to fly. Floating, panicking. Lu Yaqin stepped on a pair of low-heeled blue leather shoes and walked slowly.

May is approaching the summer, and Lu Yaqin is still wearing a blue velvet hat, which looks out of place.

Mingsheng peeked into the top of her bare head through the gap in the knitted velvet, "Then don't take the train." For more than ten hours, you can't stand it. ”

Lu Yaqin walked with her head down, seemingly unwilling to be supported by her, always half a step faster than her.

She whispered, "Actually, you don't need to pick it up." I can come myself. ”

"I don't have a reason why you can't accept it."

Mingsheng's phone rang and said, "I'll answer the phone." ”

- "Is it Miss Mingsheng?" ”

"You are?"

“……”

"Contact my assistant."

After more than ten seconds, she hung up the phone.

Mingsheng took Lu Yaqin's arm, "Eat at the train station first." What do you want to eat? ”

Lu Yaqin looked in one direction, and there was a natural tiredness in her tone.

"Let's eat a bowl of noodles."

***

Her ability to eat is actually very limited.

Mingsheng sat across from her and watched her slowly swallow the pale yellow noodles. Fifteen minutes passed, and the bowl of noodles still looked like it hadn't moved.

Seeing that she has no appetite for herself, she wants to smoke a cigarette, and she takes care of the patient, so she can only play with the lighter and become addicted.

Lu Yaqin raised her head, "Why don't you eat?" ”

"I can't eat it."

Ming Sheng rubbed the lighter and lowered his eyelashes, "If you come this time, don't go back." ”

Lu Yaqin slowly scooped the soup: "If you can't eat it, you have to eat a little." You models have lost too much weight. ”

Mingsheng said, "I bought you a house." The house can be handed over as soon as this month. ”

Two people are not on the same channel, but they can continue to talk.

Lu Yaqin took a sip of soup indifferently, and her tone was soft and slow: "What are you doing with all this...... They are all dying people. ”

The lighter suddenly clicked, and a yellow and blue fire burst out.

Mingsheng let go of his thumb, his breathing was a little rapid, he pinched the lighter and said, "I'll go out for a while." ”

She smoked a cigarette outside the store.

The assistant sent her a message, saying that she received a photo shoot, and the other party gave a very high price, so she sent the time and place directly.

I didn't mention the shooting requirements carefully.

She has never picked up work, and she can take it if she gives more money. This is her principle, and the assistant follows it.

Those fans on the Internet were bewitched by literary photos and praised her to the sky. In addition, her external Weibo is very clean and there is no trace of life, and fans say that she is tall, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

But only she knew. Where is it not to eat the fireworks of the world, it is to be smoked by the fireworks of the world too painfully. She barely dared to open her eyes and see where she had come from again.

- How much better is it now?

She replied neatly: "Push it away." ”

The cigarette is finished. She went back to settle the bill and took Lu Yaqin home.

Five-storey old-fashioned residential building with no elevator. Lu Yaqin climbed very hard, pushed open the door, and there was a faint mildew in the dim room, which made her frown rarely.

Mingsheng changed his shoes, put away a few skirts on the sofa, and said, "You sleep in the bedroom." I'll sleep here tonight. ”

Lu Yaqin stood at the door and said, "I don't sleep in your bed." ”

Mingsheng was stunned for a moment and smiled: "This disease is not contagious, what are you afraid of." ”

She continued to put the clothes on the floor of the bedroom into the washing machine, and poured laundry detergent into it.

The washing machine's water pipes were old and a little seeping, adding soapy moisture to the room.

Lu Yaqin leaned on the door frame of the bathroom and said, "Xiao Sheng." ”

She pressed the start button: "Huh? ”

"You live well."

Mingsheng froze, as if he hadn't heard: "...... What the? ”

Old-fashioned washing machines make a humming sound, and the sewage seeps more and more.

Lu Yaqin said slowly: "Auntie doesn't want to drag you down. ”

"What do you say?"

"You get a boyfriend." Lu Yaqin seemed to think of something, and asked expectantly, "Do you have a boyfriend?" ”

"Nope." She went to find a mop to mop the floor.

The sewage will only drag more and more, and eventually spread all over the ground, with nowhere to stay.

Lu Yaqin sighed and said, "Find one." ”

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Ming Sheng went to open the door, and Lin Jun was standing outside. He was keenly aware of a hint of breath: "You have guests?" ”

"It's my aunt." Mingsheng opened the door, and the person went to find Lu Yaqin and said, "I have something to do here." You sleep for a while, and I'll be back and cook for you later." ”

"Go ahead." Lu Yaqin's expression was relieved.

Mingsheng went out with a bunch of keys and a wallet, and Lin Jun's eyes fell on the black flip-flops at her feet: "Just wear this out?" ”

A pair of slender long legs reveal the white surface of the feet, the porcelain white toes are as round as beads, and a black strap is loosely tied between the thumbs, a very presumptuous but unconscious sexy.

Mingsheng: "Haven't I been wearing this?" ”

Lin Jun laughed: "You really don't have any idol baggage." ”

Mingsheng, who didn't care about the baggage, took him to the vegetable market.

The withering of chicken, duck, fish and vegetables are inseparable from each other, and decay and turbidity come to the face. Lin Jun, who was dressed in a lead-gray suit, frowned quietly.

Ming Sheng swept the briefcase in his hand, expecting that he should have just returned from the law firm, and it was normal for him to be uncomfortable when he came to this kind of place at first. She threw the key to him and said, "I'll buy some groceries." I'll talk about that later. ”

Soon, she came out with two bags of things. A crucian carp bouncing under her hand in a dark red plastic bag made a clattering sound. As if he couldn't feel it, Mingsheng lowered his head and put the wallet in his mouth in his hand, "Help me hold it." ”

The palm of his hand was against the fabric coin purse, and he hesitated to fold it.

Lin Jun said: "Have you thought about it, the intermediary said that you can pay the down payment in these two days." Buying a house is not a trivial matter, and you really don't think about it anymore? ”

"Buy it, buy it, otherwise the money can still grow money." The sky was gloomy, and she looked at it step by step, "I have a job recently, let's talk about it in two days." ”

After ending this topic and being silent for a long time, Lin Jun suddenly paused and lowered his eyes: "I'll help you get it." ”

The fish was half-dead and still jumping.

Mingsheng looked flattered and teased: "Forget it, I'll take it myself." Use your hands to carry fish for me, I'm afraid of losing my life. ”

He smiled lightly and turned his face away.

Mingsheng wondered: "Do you have anything else to do here?" ”

Lin Jun looked at a pair of mothers and children crossing the street along the street, his eyes followed the little boy on the zebra crossing, and said quietly: "It's nothing. ”

Suddenly, he turned his head again and asked her, "Is it okay to help you carry a fish?" ”