Is it a coincidence? Jiang Muxue stared at the screen and couldn't help herself excitedly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Her nickname is Bao'er, she is basically the last in the family, and there are many boys, so she has been taken care of by her brothers since she was a child.

When I was a child, several cousins liked to call her sister Bao the most, and I remember that on the day I returned to China, when those people picked up the airport, they shouted, "Bao'er, here, here!" ”

Bao Meimei, is it what Sister Bao means?

Jiang Muxue was not sure, but she was unwilling to leave.

However, when she saw the word, it was like seeing a thick fog, and she tried desperately to blow away the barrier so that her eyes could see farther.

After being stunned for a while, her idea hit her heart and replied to the other party, first a picture of covering her mouth and snickering, followed by "I hate Sister Bao, I like Sister Lin." ”

She once shook her head and said to a few brothers, that was because she read "Dream of Red Mansions" when she was a child, she didn't like Xue Baochai, but they called her Sister Bao, and those younger than her called her Sister Bao, so that she had a strong sense of rejection every time she heard this title, and finally one day she couldn't stand it, and scolded those little ones who were not allowed to call Sister Bao, and as a result, they quarreled and almost got into a fight.

Jiang Muxue didn't dare to stay long after leaving this information, and left in a hurry after eliminating the traces of the Internet.

She knew in her heart that if her actions had already attracted the attention of those relatives, then they would definitely throw out an olive branch again, and they should respond again to her other messages.

Out of the door of the Internet café, Jiang Muxue walked on the street excitedly, and suddenly felt that there was hope in her heart, and since she returned to this world, she showed a stupid smile at herself for the first time.

She knew that the reply alone was not certain, but no matter what, she had to be hopeful for the future, right?

Jiang Muxue has been at home for a few days and has been paying attention to the content of the post reply.

However, these days, there is no information on the page.

Jiang Muxue's mood became more and more depressed day by day, and the person who replied to Bao Meimei and called "Lutu" never appeared again.

About half a month later, suddenly one day, another post appeared on top of her post, and the publisher was called "Lutu". He wrote a small poem, and Jiang Muxue saw the door at first glance, it was a hidden poem, leaving a time and place.

Is this to meet yourself?

After getting this letter, Jiang Muxue didn't think about it, she packed up her disguise and prepared to go out, in her memory, except for her lobby brother, no one likes to write this kind of hidden head poem, on the whole, it is not at all level, but she just likes to hide what he wants to say inside.

The location was Jinqiao near the Kyoto Film and Television Building, and it was empty when Jiang Muxue arrived. She stood on the bridge as if nothing had happened, looking at the scenery, the cold wind in winter was biting and bleak, and the pedestrians passing by the bridge were in a hurry, and she waited for about an hour without seeing anyone.

She recited the poem again, but did not find that she had misunderstood.

As he turned to leave, a man in a large trench coat, large leather boots, and thick leather gloves came up at one end of the bridge.

The man's hair was half-white, and his face was rough and dark.

When she saw the person's specific facial features, Jiang Muxue immediately burst into tears and froze in place.

The man began to look under the bridge, until he passed her, still looking, facing suspicion. However, after looking at it, he didn't say a word from beginning to end, and when he got off the bridge, he hurriedly walked and shook his head as he went.

It seems to say that even if someone understands your poems and understands your meaning, she may not be the person you are looking for, because the one you are thinking about in your heart is no longer alive.

Jiang Muxue saw that she was in a hurry, and immediately disappeared, so she hurriedly wiped her tears and hurriedly followed.

"That, big brother, I'm a vast sea of people, are you on the way?" Jiang Muxue tried her best to ease her emotions, and her voice was normal.

However, it seemed a little difficult for her to do this, as she had just cried, and her nasal voice was very strong.

The man suddenly stopped, looked at her again, and shook his head, "I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about, the reason why I looked at you under the bridge and on the bridge just now was because I thought you couldn't open ......"

Jiang Muxue didn't expect him to answer like this, her face stiffened, and then she said: "Ah, that's it, that big brother misunderstood, I didn't think about it, but the wind was too strong, and my eyes hurt...... I made an appointment with netizens to meet here today, but I didn't expect him to come, just now I saw the eldest brother, and I thought you were the way, sorry, misunderstanding. ”

said that there was a misunderstanding, but there was no intention of leaving, the man's expression was sneering, and he said for a long time, "Little girl's family, it's better to be cautious when making friends, there are everyone who is messy on the Internet." ”

"Well, I know, don't worry, big brother."

The man was stunned again, thinking that this girl was even more strange, why did he call out big brother in every sentence, and the call was very affectionate, which made him unable to resist for a while.

Smiled, raised her feet and left, according to common sense, this girl should leave, right? But when he walked in front, this girl followed behind, introducing herself as she walked, "Big brother, my Internet celebrity is vast, her real name is Jiang Ning, she has been an orphan since she was a child, and she likes to film, but she has always been a stand-in for others, and she has never shown her face." ”

"There may be a new TV series released in a few days, and I am a stand-in for the big star Lin Jingshu on it."

"Big brother, you ......"

Jiang Muxue introduced herself as if she was reincarnated, but she didn't know what touched him, and her steps froze.

Her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were deep, as if they were about to penetrate her heart. His lips pursed, indicating that he was seriously considering.

Twenty years have passed, and Brother Lobby's habit has not changed, and it has even become a classic.

The stiff expression lasted for about three or four seconds, and suddenly it was like a river breaking through the ice in a warm spring, and the coldness disappeared little by little.

"Oh, is it? The stand-in of the big star Lin Jingshu is enough. He laughs.

Jiang Muxue smiled disdainfully and lowered her voice, "Actually, don't look at the starring role of this drama is Lin Jingshu, there are not many real scenes about her in it, all of them are played by a few of our stand-ins." She is glamorous on the surface, but dirty in the interior, it is said that she came from a famous family, I bah! ”

"Oh, I have another piece of grapevine." Speaking of this, her voice was lowered, "It is said that before she debuted, she robbed her best friend's boyfriend, and then her best friend had a car accident somehow, it was not an ordinary car accident, but someone installed a time bomb in the car, and the whole person was blown to pieces." Although the murderer was eventually found, I didn't believe it. ”

After Jiang Muxue finished speaking, she quietly stuffed the note she had prepared earlier into the pocket of her brother Jiang Qilin in the lobby, "This is my phone, eldest brother must contact me." My name is Jiang Ning, and I have been an orphan since I was a child, not a bad person. ”

This confession was something that Jiang Muxue herself didn't expect, and in front of her, family affection had already overwhelmed her, making her vigilance and caution all thrown away.

(To be continued.) )