Qianyue Group has only one hand in the fashion industry, in addition to "COSTUME", several other domestic first-line fashion magazines are also under its umbrella.

Mingsheng was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Help me so much, how do you want me to thank you?" ”

Jiang Huaiyi liked her to be so direct, raised his eyebrows and said, "It depends on your sincerity." ”

"Dinner, please. How about Saturday? ”

There is nothing new in this project, but it is not successful, JAC Yi casually responded, "Okay".

Mingsheng hung up the phone and walked to the studio.

Xie Zhimo looked at her inquiringly: "Who do you want to invite to dinner?" ”

Mingsheng is very honest: "A gold master." ”

Xie Zhimo was surprised: "Who is it this time?" ”

Mingsheng glanced at her and said lightly, "Just kidding." ”

"That's good......" Xie Zhi exhaled silently, and suddenly asked again, "By the way, how are you and Lin Jun?" ”

In the end, she has been a best friend for many years, and she asks at the juncture when she asks.

Mingsheng explained the specious ambiguity last night, and Xie Zhimo asked thoughtfully: "Then did you finally bring him the fish?" ”

"Nope."

It's embarrassing.

"You don't like him, do you?"

“……”

Mingsheng didn't understand the causal connection between these two things for a while, and said ambiguously: "It's not good to say." ”

Emotional things, if you really like it, what can you say.

Xie Zhimo sighed and said regretfully: "I thought Lin Jun would be different. ”

Ming Sheng snorted as if he didn't care: "Men are not all the same. ”

Xie Zhimo didn't eat her set, she was a few years older than her, and educated her in the tone of someone who came over: "You are not young anymore, haven't you thought about finding someone you really like?" ”

――Haven't you thought about it?

Mingsheng himself didn't know.

When she was seventeen years old, she worked as a temporary worker in a bar, wearing a cool and inferior work dress, walking in the narrow and dark alley at the back door of the bar, and the goosebumps on her arms were all erected by the late autumn night wind.

At that time, she was thinking about how she would make money.

The words "sincerely" and "like" are too clean to even participate in her dreams of such a worldly one.

She didn't even know what it meant to be sincere.

After finishing the shooting work of the magazine, she returned to her home in the middle of nowhere. It seems to have gone from a delicate and ethereal glass kingdom to a gloomy and gray real life in an instant.

Lu Yaqin has already left, and there is no trace of her left in this family.

Ming Sheng pulled out a box from the bottom of the bookcase.

The paper inside has burnt marks. I forgot how old she was, and she witnessed Lu Yaqin throwing a large handful of letters into the brazier. Out of curiosity, she picked up the ones that didn't have time to burn them and kept them to this day.

This aunt is mysterious to her.

Her unknown love affair in the 80s, decades of solitude and moody temper have created secrets that make people want to find out. And Mingsheng took this step.

Those letters opened the door to love for her as a young woman. The plain and delicate words write about the distant lovesickness that separates the two places, year after year, letter after letter, which once made her feel that this is her true heart.

And the letter was signed by Jiang Shaonian.

***

It rained again towards the end of the week.

Mingsheng contacted Jiang Huaiyi the night in advance, he was about to go clubbing, and there was a trace of unclear excitement: "Dinner? Oh...... I don't like to go out to eat. ”

She said, "What about changing the time?" ”

Jiang Huaiyi said slyly: "If you don't like to go out, you don't like to go out, what's the use of changing the time?" ”

"What do you want?"

Eventually, JAC made an appointment for her to go to his apartment on Saturday.

Mingsheng actually agreed.

It was still drizzling on Saturday morning. The access control of the high-end residential building stopped her, and Mingsheng held an umbrella and casually pressed the third call.

Jiang Huaiyi's voice finally came from the intercom: "Who." ”

"It's me."

Mingsheng walked into the elevator and suddenly didn't understand why he came here.

Of course not because of favors.

IS THAT BECAUSE OF THE COSTUME CONTRACT? - She had met a more wealthy financier, and she could lie down and rise to prominence if she wanted to.

Or, is it because of his relationship with Jiang Shaonian?

- It's ridiculous.

People never really understand themselves, she thought. The brain is split in two, the prefrontal lobe records her intellect and memory, and the amygdala holds all her secret and unspeakable feelings.

The prefrontal lobe doesn't understand the amygdala, just as she doesn't understand why she's here now.

Mingsheng's character has a bottomless sense of being at ease with what happens. She stepped into his door, put the umbrella in the canopy tube, and changed into a pair of slippers, as if she were in a no-man's land.

Jiang Huai Yi was sleepy-eyed, wearing a silk nightgown with a cross-laced sheen, and the skin on his neckline was white like a vampire. And he was barefoot with a pair of long legs folded on the coffee table, looking at her with a little resentment.

It's been a long time since anyone has gotten him out of bed before ten o'clock on the weekend.

He turned a glass in his hand and asked, "Did you bring breakfast?" ”

"Nope." She thought she was here for lunch.

Jiang Huaiyi pouted dissatisfiedly, "You also said that you want to invite me to dinner......

"Didn't you ask me to come and do it for you?"

"That doesn't include breakfast."

Mingsheng was pestered by his nonsense, confirming that he was getting up, "Don't you need to take a shower?" ”

The traces of the hangover were still left on his face, with a faint blue color under his eyelashes, and he was not necessarily conscious.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Huaiyi raised his eyes, squinted and smiled: "Take a bath, what do you do after taking a bath?" ”

Mingsheng threw the bag sideways and went to find the refrigerator, "Eat." ”

She's so serious, it's so boring.

Jiang Huaiyi snorted sadly, and really went to take a bath.

Fifteen minutes later, he changed into a shirt and came out, and he wore perfume.

If she hadn't seen the shirt at the spring show of a major brand, she would have almost thought he had a garden on her.

White background, yellow print, with a pair of bright yellow leggings from the same series.

She felt that the light he radiated on this rainy day was in line with the sun and the moon.

Jiang Huaiyi sat down at the table and looked at the simple bowl of scallion oil noodles in shock: "You just fool me with this thing?" ”

"Do you have anything else in your fridge?"

Green onions are the spice in the kitchen, and the noodles are pulled from the bottom of his refrigerator.

Jiang Huai Yi hated smelling any food raw materials in his refrigerator, and even this circle of dragon whisker noodles was approved to live on the bottom floor of the refrigerator because it was colorless and odorless.

Jiang Shao was deflated, and ate the bowl of noodles in a depressed mood.

Fortunately, this kind of fast food will not be unpalatable no matter how you do it, and she put a lot of sesame oil, which tastes exceptionally fragrant.

Of course, he didn't understand what captured his sense of taste, and after eating, he was quite satisfied: "I didn't expect your craftsmanship to be good." ”

Mingsheng leaned against the bar in the open kitchen, and wanted to smoke as soon as he was silent.

Jiang Huaiyi raised his eyebrows at her lightly: "What are you doing hiding from me so far." ”

She just habitually kept her distance.

"Come here." JAC is easy to urge.

In his eyes, she is a very casual woman, so his attitude towards her is also very casual, and she comes and goes as soon as she is called.

Mingsheng felt that this attitude was very safe, and sat down beside him.

The soft sofa carries the weight of two people and sinks into one piece.

Jiang Huaiyi stared at her face, sniffed carefully, and suddenly stretched out his thumb and rubbed it on her lips, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled, "What smell?" It smells sweet. ”

Ming Sheng said coldly: "Haven't you eaten yet?" ”

He smiled wickedly: "It depends on what you eat......

was so obvious that she didn't even blush.

Jiang Huaiyi was deeply bored, lay back, and pulled out a disc from under the coffee table, "Watch a movie, right?" ”

Mingsheng also thought that she would see a love action movie. As a result, a glance at the cover turned out to be a French film starring Juliette Binoche, "Blue".

She put the disc into the projector and asked, "Have you seen this?" ”

"Nope." Zhou Jun took a film elective this semester and bought a bunch of classic old films, all of which he piled here.

Jiang Huaiyi asked: "Have you seen it?" ”

"Nope."

She'd heard it.

The film is known for its melancholy and dreary narrative, with complex camera language and mournful classical soundtrack interweaving an obscure plot - the protagonist Julie suffers a car accident, loses her husband and children, listens to the music composed by her husband during his lifetime, but gradually discovers that his husband was unfaithful to her during his lifetime.

Jiang Huaiyi, whose soul had just gotten up, looked drowsy, and Ming Sheng thought he was going to fall asleep for a while, until a middle section made him regain his spirit.

It's a restrictive scene where the stripper on the screen caresses her male partner while telling others that her father has come to watch the show. Her hand rubbed softly and skillfully under her companion's body, and said in a calm and desperate voice that she saw her father sit down and watch for fifteen minutes, and then leave in silence.

Mingsheng felt that she and Jiang Huaiyi were very fascinated at this moment.

She saw chaos and struggle.

And he saw ** and hair.

If there is a smell of people, it should be like now.

Ming Sheng followed the smell and turned back, his gaze was a little confused, he had been staring at her for a long time, and he actually looked away first.

His white face flushed slightly, and his star-bright eyes became intoxicatingly beautiful because of a hint of confusion.

Mingsheng smiled, almost having the idea of teasing him.

"Laugh." He glared at her fiercely.

The combination lock made a ticking sound, and Zhou Jun entered the wrong password once before he was able to enter the door.

The two of them had already moved away a little because of the warning sound. But in Zhou Jun's eyes, these two people are smiling and resentful, each with a ghost, and it is strange that there is no adultery.

He silently took a step back: "Am I ...... Should I ...... later? ”

Jiang Huaiyi transferred his anger to him: "Hypocritical hair, come in, come in." ”

Zhou Jun smiled, stepped in and saw the LCD screen: "Oh, this is not the disc I bought, how about it, isn't it good-looking?" ”

Jiang Huaiyi's eyes glared at him and could already breathe fire.

Mingsheng interjected: "You have guests, I'll leave first." ”

"He's not a guest." Jiang Huaiyi finally gave up glaring at Zhou Jun, got up with her, and said, "Let's go, send you?" ”

Zhou Jun put a bunch of keys in his palm: "It's just right, I'll return your car keys." ”

Jiang Huaiyi took it, didn't even look at him, dragged it to the sky and put on a blazer, and went straight out.

Mingsheng put on his bag, pulled out his umbrella, and followed.

Zhou Jun watched the two of them pass by him one by one, and his heart was strange, didn't he be rejected by his sister once two days ago, and he hooked up now?

He put the disc back in the box and sighed, the power of the classics is really great. He's going to take this film lesson well.