The boy's name was Ling Xu, and he was a senior in high school. He is very tall, and he is half a head taller than Fang Qiang. Qiao Yixia found that there was a very familiar smell on his body, which was the smell of Gucci perfume, but the smell was very light, not like it was sprayed, but more like it was rubbed on. Qiao Yixia thought of the strong smell of perfume on Fang Qiang's body, and thought of the perfume bottle placed in his room.

"Do you know Fang Qiang?"

Ling Xu looked cynical, ruffian when he laughed, shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly: "Ah, I know, what's wrong." ”

In the conversation with Ling Xu, Qiao Yixia found that Ling Xu and Fang Qiang were two completely different types of boys, Fang Qiang was withdrawn and irritable, and Ling Xu was talkative and ruffian, the kind of boy who was very popular with girls, handsome and heroic.

"But who are you? Is that his sister? ”

Qiao Yixia was noncommittal.

Ling Xu shook his shoulders again: "This kid is lucky, my sister is more beautiful than the other." ”

"Have you seen his sister?"

Ling Xu nodded: "I've seen it, that big star, who doesn't know it." ”

Fang Tian actually came to find Ling Xu, which was really Qiao Yixia's surprise. Looking at Ling Xu again, he was very calm, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

"Can you tell me what Fang Tian told you?" Qiao Yixia asked.

Ling Xu shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't say this, I promised her." But his sister seems to care about him, Ah Qiang is very lucky, to have a sister with such a good relationship, like me, it's worse, the relationship with my sister is so bad, there is me without her, she has not me. He scratched his head, and the good-looking Danfeng's eyes narrowed, "I'm sorry, I seem to have talked too much nonsense." ”

A person's expressions and movements can best reflect his true state of mind, which is why Qiao Yixia must meet Zou Kai in person instead of talking to him on the phone, people on the phone can hide their feelings in various ways, but when people are face-to-face, it is difficult to consciously control them. Although Ling Xu didn't look serious, what he said was very credible.

Then, I took Fang Qiang's photo and went to the Internet café where his classmates sued me that Fang Qiang was caught by the teaching director. The Internet café is very formal, and the monitoring facilities and management equipment are very complete, but the computers in the Internet café have restoration wizards, and I have no way of knowing what Fang Qiang is doing with the computer. However, I made an even more terrifying discovery. Qiao Yixia took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and put it on the coffee table, "The owner of the Internet café said that this was Fang Qiang's fall in the Internet café that day, when the teacher went, the situation was more urgent, Fang Qiang may have forgotten to take it away, because there is no contact information for him, and the boss doesn't know how to return it to him." And after that, he never went again. ”

Fang Qiang went to the Internet café not to play games, but to listen to songs and watch movies. It's hard to imagine that an ignorant teenager who is only sixteen years old loves to listen to "Requiem for Confession", "The Thirteenth Pair of Eyes", and other world-banned songs, and movies are all horror thrillers like "Fatal Bend".

How much gloom is hidden in the heart of a young man with a sunny appearance, and how much pressure can not be released?

"The age of fourteen is the period when people begin to develop independent musical preferences, and the type of music they love is also a reflection of a person's personality. In the same way, music can also make a huge reversal of a person's personality, for example, a cheerful person can become melancholy under the influence of a gloomy tone, and an introvert can also become lively under the influence of lively music. "And whether Fang Qiang became gloomy under the influence of music, or whether he was withdrawn in his bones, we don't know." ”

"I think the reason why he likes this kind of music is to release the pressure in his heart, to collide with his heart with gloomy music, and to fight poison with poison. Second, he used guò to suppress the secret in his heart, and this secret was related to Ling Xu and a well-planned conspiracy. Qiao Yixia held Lu Xifei's hand and continued, "I have already checked with the Internet café last time, and the boss said that he has an impression of the person in the photo. "It is very difficult to directly ask him to search for Fang Qiang's appearance among many portraits, but if you directly give him the photo and let him confirm, the brain can retrieve it.

If Fang Qiang is really "Qin Juan", then his purpose in doing this is obvious. He was deliberately getting more people involved and making the case more complicated.

"However, I plan to meet Zhou Mengdie once tomorrow, and I have one last thing to confirm."

Lu Xifei nodded, looking at her gently, she liked Qiao Yixia when she was thinking about the problem seriously: "Follow your heart and do what you think is right." No one is better than you. ”

Qiao Yixia rarely came back early, the two of them leaned on each other to watch a movie on the sofa after bathing, it was Qiao Yixia's favorite literary film of Shunji Iwai, the girl on the screen smiled softly and beautifully, the light hit her hair, and she ran wantonly in the fairyland of blooming sunflowers, which was the taste of youth.

The beauty of the boys and girls in Iwai Shunji's movies always happens when they are students, that is the joy that Qiao Yixia and Lu Xifei have never experienced, Qiao Yixia turned his head sideways and printed a kiss on Lu Xizhu's cheek, in fact, this is the feeling of electric shock that writers are willing to spend hundreds of words to describe carefully, only for a moment, but it can be sweet for a lifetime.

- If the loneliness of the first twenty years was to meet you, then I could even take it as a special gift from God.

"The coconut wind stirs up the silver waves, the sunset hides the clouds and peeks, and I see a beautiful girl sitting alone on the golden beach."

"Her eyes were as bright as stars, her eyebrows were crooked like crescent moons, and she wore a red sarong, red as the betel nut on her mouth......"

There are no lights in the living room, the light on the screen faintly envelops them, there are only two people in the world, and even the darkness is as romantic and amorous as poetry. Qiao Yixia listened to Lucy singing Teresa Teng's song in her ear, and her heart was soft and became a cloud in the sky. It turned out that every word she said, she would take it to heart. Even if she had forgotten herself, she would still remember. And try to fulfill every promise that has been made to yourself.

It was a happy thing to be able to meet her, which brought tears to people's eyes.

The sweet couple had already fallen asleep in their arms, and the lights on the top floor of Chenghuai had just gone out. Jiang Xiage pressed her temples, she has been really tired in the past few days, and finally negotiated a cooperation case with foreign jewelers, and there was a big problem in the company's internal jewelry research and development, and in the end, she still had to wipe the butts of those useless subordinates as the chairman, I really don't know what to do with them, and the money is a lot to take, and there is a lot of trouble.

But fortunately, there was an unexpected bonus that made her happy for a few days, and that was a promise given to her by Tiffany's boss, and she would not have thought of Tiffany's boss if it weren't for her. Tiffany's boss is very good, and he didn't despise Chenghuai because of their small size, but told Jiang Xiage that he had known Chenghuai before and felt that they had great prospects for development, and he would be very happy if he had the opportunity to cooperate in the future.

When they arrived at the crystal revolving door, the security guard greeted Jiang Xiage, and she didn't put up a stand to encourage them to work hard and not to doze off.

If you can, who doesn't want to do beauty and drink afternoon tea every day and go shopping with good friends, but if you want to reach the top and make others look up to you, you have to be more difficult than others.

"Liuchen?"

In the parking lot, Jiang Xiage saw a straight figure standing, and when he walked in, he saw it.

"Sister Xia Ge."

"Why don't you come home so late?" She thought he wouldn't come to her after yesterday's dinner.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to pester you." Meng Liuchen said and gave her a blue text, "Actually, I liked to draw when I was a child, and when I grew up, I started to draw some design drawings, but it was very unprofessional." If you have time, I think you can help me take a look. ”

Jiang Xiage was interested when he heard that it was a design drawing, the parking lot was dimly lit, and he couldn't see it clearly, but Jiang Xiage only needed a cursory glance to discover Meng Liuchen's talent from the design drawing. His painting is only medium, not exquisite, but the creativity is high, the combination of elements is very novel, very in line with the design concept of Chenghuai, simple and elegant without losing elegance. In addition to his painting skills, these works are even better than those designed by several new designers in the company.

"Interested in coming to Chenghuai?" A good manager always cherishes talents, she is really unwilling to let go of such a talented designer, "but your family's business is so successful, you must not want to condescend." ”

"I can draw for you all the time." Meng Liuchen looked at Jiang Xiage's eyes and said word by word, "If you like it." ”

Jiang Xiage was stunned for a moment, and then pretended to be relaxed and said: "Okay, a free laborer, don't be in vain." ”

Meng Liuchen stopped talking, and the atmosphere was a little awkward. It was late at night, and there was no one else in the parking lot except for the two of them, Jiang Xiage reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's not early, go back quickly." ”

Meng Liuchen opened the car door, took out a bag, and handed it to Jiang Xiage.

Jiang Xiage took it and asked, "What is this?" ”

"I think this skirt is very suitable for Sister Xia Ge, I hope you can accept it." Meng Liuchen raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "It's just a very ordinary gift, why don't you invite me to Hilton for two luxurious dinners." This is the result of his afternoon shopping mall, every time he walks to the women's clothing area on weekdays, he feels dazzled, this time he patiently walked through every counter, it turned out that picking clothes is such a troublesome thing, simple He was worried that Jiang Xia Ge would dislike too simple, but complex and gaudy and old, shopping around finally chose this white long skirt, a few blue flowers around the waist, noble and refined.

"Then you're welcome."

After Jiang Xiage got into the car, Meng Liuchen leaned on his car, watching her start the engine, reverse, and then roll down the window.

That was the first time he saw Jiang Xiage's stern and serious expression, without the slightest hint of jokes, maybe it was because she had worked for too long, the lipstick on her mouth had faded, and her eyeliner had been spent, but it was still the most beautiful scenery in his eyes.

"Liuchen, you are a good man. But I'm not a good woman. ”