263 The Man in the Frame
Shen Zi'an took her hand and walked up very hard.
So she almost just moved her legs, and it didn't take any effort at all, and she was pulled up.
Soon it stopped on the twelfth floor, and he was the only resident on this floor, and it was quiet enough.
Not only did he climb to the twelfth floor, but he also carried an oil bottle, and he didn't see any gasping or other discomfort.
Shen Zi'an seems to be a person without a temper, no matter what happens, he is indifferent, he will not get carried away, nor will he be angry, like a person who has nothing to do with himself, watching a movie, no matter how happy the people in the movie laugh or how sad they cry, he is just a spectator.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Cui Yuyan stretched out her hand to support the wall and touched a handful of sweat on her forehead.
Shen Zi'an just smiled at her, and then took out the key to open the door, it was still the old second-layer door that used the key, the outside was anti-theft and the inside was a wooden door, which made Cui Yuyan a little surprised, she thought that this place just looked a little old on the outside, but it was different inside; But now it seems that the outside is as old as the inside.
and his identity, not very harmonious.
If you bring a woman back for the night, will it cause people to turn around and leave?
"You sit down first, I'll pour the water."
Walking in, Cui Yuyan looked up, the area is not very large, but for a single man, it is enough, and it is very neat and clean.
Like his character, word for word.
Next to the cabinet there is a solid wood cabinet that is two-thirds high. There are some scattered gadgets, and there is a picture frame next to the knick-knacks, because of the angle and distance. She couldn't see clearly.
"Puff, puff."
In an instant, her heart beat violently, and she could hear her own heartbeat while sitting there, and she reached out to press the position of her chest, feeling a little out of breath.
The chest is so tight that I even breathe. It can't be alleviated.
This is Shen Zi'an's home, if there is a place where the woman's photo is most likely to appear, then it is in addition to Fang Haochen's password closet. This is it.
She wants to see, she wants to see what a woman who is a little princess in everyone's heart looks like. Isn't it very similar to her.
But. Can I see it?
Cui Yuyan's hand holding her chest trembled slightly, and reason told her that it was not right to do this, she had no reason to look at it, didn't she not care, didn't she use each other, since it was not mixed with any feelings in it, why did she bother to watch it?
She hates who she is now. Hesitant and weak.
"Is it okay to have warm water?"
Shen Zi'an quickly walked out, holding a glass in his hand. The cup was still steaming hot.
Cui Yuyan came back to her senses suddenly, the panic in her eyes could not be well covered, Shen Zi'an raised her eyebrows slightly, and did not pursue it.
"Thank you."
She lowered her head, picked up the glass, and took a big sip, feeling very thirsty.
It must be crazy, she thinks she must be crazy.
"Isn't it uncomfortable, I see that you have been with Director Li for a long time, and even your lips are frozen purple."
He sat on the side, leaning back slightly tiredly, even if he was very tired and tired, he would not show it, and he was very careful in his work, Cui Yuyan was so cold that her lips turned purple when she noticed it when she just came downstairs, but he didn't wait for the right time, so he wouldn't ask.
"yes, maybe it's cold, a little uncomfortable."
Cui Yuyan smiled stiffly, put down the glass in her hand, and then exhaled heavily, before raising her head to look at Shen Zi'an and said, "Boiled water has no taste, is there coffee?" ”
"If there is no instant dissolution, can it be ground now?"
Shen Zi'an glanced at the location of the kitchen, and then replied.
He is a slightly old-fashioned person, in the eyes of young people, he is an outlier, he is not very old next year, but he does the same things as an old man; For example, he doesn't like Coke coffee and tea, and when he can choose, it is generally warm water.
However, just because he doesn't drink doesn't mean he doesn't always have it, liking it and preparing it are two different things.
"I want to drink, can I?"
As a subordinate, speaking to the boss like this is a big taboo in the workplace, but if you put it on her and Shen Zi'an, it doesn't seem to matter.
"Wait a minute, soon."
Shen Zi'an didn't have any suspicions, because he didn't have anything to suspect at all, it was normal for a little girl in her twenties to like to drink coffee; Anyway, he has a coffee machine, and it's not a hassle.
She watched Shen Zi'an stand up and walk away, followed the probe and took a look, and her heart, which had finally settled down, began to beat wildly again.
Maybe in her heart, the woman she had never met was like a thorn, gnawing at her little by little in an invisible corner; But in Shen Zi'an's heart, that was his only and lost relative, and his own approach was too much.
But what about just a glance?
She swallowed, pursed her lips tightly, and then stood up, her palms drenched in sweat.
As long as she walked over, a distance of ten or so steps, she could see.
Can't go!
A voice rang out inside her, stopping her from taking the steps she was about to take.
From the beginning to the present, everything between her and Fang Haochen is based on transactions, whether it is her contribution or Fang Haochen's payment, it can be summed up as a transaction, and each other gets what they want, and they just get together.
If she walked over and looked at it, it would mean that the transaction would no longer be as simple as a transaction from now on.
I don't know how long I've been struggling in my heart, Cui Yuyan trembled her fingertips slightly, and from the moment she decided to forget Gu Yiran, she knew that she had lost, but she didn't want to admit it.
One step, two steps, three steps......
But the journey of more than ten steps, to her, it seemed like a long road without end, and finally she came to the picture frame, which was a palm-sized photo frame, and inside was a color photograph of a woman, smiling like a flower, slightly curled up and dyed flaxen hair, wearing a pink and orange dress, and the back was a large verdant wild forest, and the sunlight refracted on her body, there was an unreal illusion.
I don't know who took this picture, it's really beautiful, and for a moment, she thought she had taken the picture and couldn't remember.
When it was only a second, she could tell the difference between the two people.
No matter how similar the appearance is, but the soul is different, then it is not the same person.
"Yuyan."
Before she could take a closer look at the person in the frame, she remembered Shen Zi'an's voice beside her, she took two steps back in fright, looked at Shen Zi'an in horror, and tears fell without warning. (To be continued.) )