Chapter 52: The Same Shirt

When Zhou Tianyu opened his eyes again, it was already dazzling in the morning. She found herself lying on a warm cot, wrapped in a warm blanket and down jacket, warm and comfortable. On second look, the room was small enough to accommodate a small bed, but the furnishings were simple and warm. Zhou Tianyu hid in the sunlight and blinked at a beautiful white orchid in full bloom on the windowsill, reflecting the beige checkered curtains. Who can furnish a room in such style?

The sound of heavy breathing ringed in her ears, interrupting her doubts and conjectures? The person next to her was sitting in a chair, but his body was hunched at the head of the bed, and his face was in her ear. Through the brown slightly permed hair, it can be confirmed that it is Yu Bongji. I didn't expect that the beastly cloudy, moody, and arrogant Woo Bong-gi turned out to be a person who slept so quietly. She got up gently and put the blanket over him.

Zhou Tianyu tiptoed out, carefully pushing open a crack in the door to look out. Oh, it turned out to be the rest room in Yu Bongji's office, I've been here twice before, but I didn't expect there to be such a room inside? After confirming that there was no one around, Zhou Tianyu sneaked out.

It seems to go with the flow, but it is also like earth-shattering, if this appearance is seen, it really confirms those people's speculations, and the rumors have become powerless facts.

Zhou Tianyu came to the bathroom with a look left and right and tidied up a little. Finally, the doors were opened, and employees came to work one after another. Zhou Tianyu began to clean and wipe every corner of the office in the company clean and bright. Then she went out and blew a cold wind on the cold street, and came back energetically, like a chicken blood for herself, and started full of vitality.

At noon, Zhou Tianyu's mood was chaotic again, Xiang Ming's cold face made her heart ache faintly, and she didn't know what was going on with the case of Golden Raspberry, so she must have to trouble others with all her efforts.

She hurriedly went out, and the ghost sent her to the Zhongxing commercial building. What's the matter, there is Xiang Ming's smile floating in every corner.

He smiled at her, his eyes gentle, and beckoned her to come over. Zhou Tianyu stopped in front of the shirt he liked and was in a daze for a long time. She fantasized about Xiang Ming wearing it countless times, and it seemed that today these were fantasies that could never be realized.

It is said that liking is a sinful obsession, but Zhou Tianyu can't get rid of it.

She bought it, even though she only had a few dozen dollars in her pocket to make ends meet. Even this is good, but her heart is full and comfortable.

She was also fascinated by the fact that she would give him many, many good things in the world.

Back at the unit, Cha Xiangming was not there, and it was a good opportunity to make small moves. He opened the door to his desk, just in time to put his clothes inside. But when the door opened, she saw that in addition to the two bags of oats she had given him last time, there was another shirt of the same style, but it was blue. Of course, Zhou Tianyu's heart was knocked on in a high-profile manner, and he understood that it must be Ling Li.

Zhou Tianyu restored the cabinet and took the shirt back to his cabinet.

If so, how would Xiang Ming react? Zhou Tianyu kept speculating, feeling uneasy in her heart, after all, there were thousands of possibilities, and she had to be strong enough to accept all kinds of accidents and pay for her own impulses.

Everything you do with courage is actually a choice, a specific description of the scene. How long later did Xiang Ming tease someone and say: Zhou Tianyu once gave me a shirt, but I didn't accept it because I didn't like her.

In the middle of an endless tangle, the office door opened, and a rare visitor unexpectedly entered. He was a small man of more than 1.6 meters, wearing a bright blue tight jacket and a pair of whitened jeans, and was standing at the door in a panic at this time. Zhang Qian, a technician at S Gongtong, is twenty-six years old, with a classic uncle face, bald, and unexpectedly a beard, if he goes out on the street with Zhou Tianyu, he will definitely think he is her uncle.

"Zhang Qian!"

Zhou Tianyu called his name, only to see that his face was embarrassed, and his dark and thick eyebrows were wrinkled, as if he had an unspeakable stomach.

"I want to ask what is the relationship between Ling Li and Xiang Ming?" Zhang Qian took a few steps forward and lowered his voice.

Oh my god, this is also a troublesome problem for Zhou Tianyu.

What do you think? Seeing that Zhou Tianyu was not in a hurry to answer, Zhang Qian continued, "When I was at the corner of the stairs just now, Ling Li stopped me, and I wanted to leave, but she didn't let me. ”

"Oh, what did I think was going on? Ling Li is a person who likes to joke, you don't have to take it too seriously, you look like a child who has been bullied. Zhou Tian was relieved and laughed.

"Cut, I'm going to have to get her boyfriend to take care of her. Yesterday I was in the conference room repairing equipment, and she was hugging me behind my back, twisting her waist and shaking her hips to tease me. Tell me, how can there be such a person? You say, are you angry? With that, Zhang Qian began to get angry.

"Then you can tell Ling Li directly, she will slap you twice with laughter, so that you don't have any temper at all. As for Xiang Ming, in fact, you didn't really want to find him, you came to tell me on purpose. Zhou Tianyu joked, saying that this Zhang Qian, as a technician, is a network master, in terms of flirting skills, Ling Li is 10,000 and will definitely not like him.

"Oh? You're still laughing, I'm mad at her. I'm a decent person, and when others see me, they think I'm not decent. Zhang Qian couldn't swallow this breath and said righteously.

There was some truth in what he said, but Zhou Tianyu was still amused.

Zhang Qian walked out of the office, and Zhou Tianyu couldn't laugh anymore because she knew Ling Li. Their common preference is not simply a shirt of the same style.