Wake up at 6:30 a.m. and get up and wash up. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After washing up at 7:15, blanch the leftover rice from yesterday with boiling water, and then cut a kimchi to accompany the meal, and the simple breakfast is complete.

7:35 After breakfast, get dressed and get ready for work.

Arrive at the office on time at 8:30 and start the day's work.

11:30 Lunch and a half-hour break.

12:30 Continue to work.

16:30 Go home from work. Except for socializing and special events.

This is a day in the life of Han Jiaren.

She couldn't remember how many regular and boring days like this there were.

It seems to be very short, and it seems to be very long. Since divorcing Yeon Jung-hoon, Han Jiaren has gradually lost her sense of time.

The days flew by quickly, but also seemed to be slow, repeating the same thing every day, giving her the feeling that she was just looping the day indefinitely.

Dressed in a light and comfortable nightdress, with a glass of red wine, sit lazily in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window. Looking at the brightly lit night scene outside the window, my heart was empty and a little scared.

She was afraid that in such an infinite loop, time would pass unconsciously, and then one day she would die silently. It's like those old people who are dying, who thought it was just a nap in the afternoon, but they couldn't open their eyes again.

Han Jiaren doesn't want this, she hopes that she can go through her life to the fullest. It doesn't need to be brilliant, and it doesn't need to be admired by thousands of people. As long as there is someone who can walk with him, grow up together, grow old together, and finally die together.

That's enough!

She was only twenty-eight years old, which was the golden age of a woman, but she was already thinking about how to die.

Under the dark night sky, the brilliant lights of Seoul are like a lit matchhead, trying to prove its existence. The faint sound of traffic sounded a little ethereal, but it was so deafening.

The couple in the next door came back, the husband took out the key and opened the door, the wife kept talking about the family's shortcomings, and the husband rebuked impatiently from time to time.

Han Jiaren suddenly missed the days when he was beaten by Yeon Jung-hoon before, although it was painful, at least there were still people paying attention to him.

The early autumn breeze blew outside the window, and the slightest coolness blew through Han Jiaren's curvaceous body, and this body like a ripe peach was enough to make any man's blood gush if it was fully stretched. But now the only thing that can have this blessing is the twinkling stars outside the window.

Han Jiaren hugged her legs tightly and buried her pretty face in her knees, the wind made her feel a little cold!

hellodarkness，myoldfriend

Hello dark, my old friend

i\'veetotalkwithyouagain

I'm here to chat with you again

。。

Suddenly, a somewhat hoarse male voice rang, it was the ringtone of her mobile phone. Han Jiaren trotted over with joy and pressed the answer button without looking:

"Oh no?"

"Nuna, it's me!"

"Chengxian?" Han Jiaren looked at her phone unexpectedly, looking a little puzzled: "Why did you call?" Aren't you in China? ”

"Yes, I'm in the mountain city of Huaguo, it's fun here, and the food is delicious, you should really come when you have the chance."

Han Jiaren smiled happily:

"It's just fun, I'm afraid you'll be bored over there."

"No, have you forgotten that I spent years in the hospital alone? Hehe~~"

"That's right, I forgot that you are a good cow who can live even if you are on a desert island." Han Jiaren laughed and teased.

"That's it!"

Zheng Chengxian replied triumphantly: "What are you doing?" I'm afraid that calling at this time will harass you. ”

Glancing around, Han Jiaren replied:

"I'm watching TV."

"Oh? What TV series is so sought after by our big stars? ”

"Yes..."

Han Jiaren paused, pretending to be impatient and said, "If there is anything, tell me quickly, don't disturb me." ”

"Uh. That is true. Can you do me a favor? ”

"What's the busy?"

Han Jiaren asked suspiciously, and then simply refused: "If you borrow money, forget it." ”

"Where do you want to go?" Zheng Chengxian complained aggrievedly: "It's not looking for you to borrow money. ”

"What's that?"

The phone quieted down, and after a while, Zheng Chengxian asked cautiously, "Can you help me ask about the measurements of a few people in Tara?" ”

"What?!"

Han Jiaren exclaimed in surprise, and asked with a look of vigilance and absurdity:

"What do you want to do?"

Jung Sung-hyun also seemed to know her shock, and hurriedly explained:

"I saw a beautiful ethnic minority costume sold locally here, and I wanted to buy a set for Baolan. But you know, there are other people on her team, and if you only send Sapphire Blue, you're afraid that others will be unhappy. So I want to simply set one for each person, and the clothes are all custom-made, so I need their measurements. ”

Han Jiaren understood and couldn't help but feel ridiculous.

Angrily corrected his misuse: "You remember, that's called size or size, not measurements." Just ask the girl's measurements, that's what hooligans do. ”

"I know!"

Zheng Chengxian's voice sounded a little embarrassed: "But when making clothes, don't you need to know the measurements?" ”

"Why don't you ask Sapphire to help you get it?"

"I know the size of the royal blue." Zheng Chengxian blurted out without thinking, and then said with a sneer: "I can't open my mouth for other girls, like you said, I will be regarded as a hooligan." And I'm afraid that Sapphire will misunderstand! ”

That's the most important reason, right? You wife slave! Han Jia scolded angrily, although he knew that it was nothing, he still felt a little unhappy when he didn't hear Zheng Chengxian mention himself.

I thought about it for a while and agreed.

"Okay, I'll ask you, when are you going to ask for it?"

"Tomorrow, I made an appointment with someone to give the size tomorrow. Because it's handmade, it's slow! If it's late, I'm afraid I won't be able to get it before I go. ”

"Then I'll do it as soon as possible."

"Can't you want it now? It's in a hurry. ”

"Hey~~ I'm already off work, but I still have to do things for you, it's really hard for us to be subordinates." Han Jiaren pretended to sigh and complained, but there was a smile in her eyes: "Okay, then I'll help you ask a few girls about their measurements now." ”

Han Jiaren deliberately bit the accent on the word "three measurements".

"Thank you. Thank you, Nuna! ”

Zheng Chengxian's voice was a little embarrassed, and then he asked hesitantly: "That... Nouna, you ... What's your size? ”

Han Jiaren's face flushed for no reason, and her heart was filled with joy.

"What?"

"I see there's a style that suits you well!"

"No, I can't wear enough clothes, so I don't have to break the bank." Han Jia's heart beat faster and replied unnaturally.

Zheng Chengxian hesitated for a moment and said, "Nuna, this is a gift. Thank you for helping me for so long, don't say no, give me a chance to show my heart. ”

Han Jiaren felt that her legs were a little weak and she was unable to sit on the sofa.

Zheng Chengxian's very ordinary words made her feel like thousands of horses were galloping in her heart, and she knew her face without looking in the mirror, and what kind of red it was now. Her relationship with Zheng Chengxian has always been very delicate, saying that she is a friend but she is closer than a friend, but it is not to the extent that the two are happy. Now he suddenly asked for his own measurements, and although he knew that it was to make clothes, he still felt shy.

Zheng Chengxian seemed to understand her embarrassment, and changed his words: "Nuna, you want to send me a text message after you get the data of Baolan." I have something to do here, so I'll hang up first. ”

"Hmm!"

Han Jiaren replied in a shy voice.

As if afraid that she would forget, Zheng Chengxian added: "Don't forget, there is still yours!" ”

After speaking, he hung up the phone in a hurry.

Putting down the phone, Han Jiaren lay on the sofa with her hot face covered. The sudden physiological reaction just now caught her off guard, and she couldn't figure out why she was so shy all of a sudden.

"How can anyone come up like this?"

Han Jiaren sneered. (To be continued.) )