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Y and I went for a wedding photoshoot. I chose a package of less than 10,000 yuan, two exterior scenes and one studio view. Taking wedding photos is very different from taking photos, it will be very tiring, and in the end I will be smiling until my mouth is stiff. The groom was a supporting actor throughout the audience, but Y said that he was too tired to do so. The two exterior shots caught up with the cloudy day, and when I watched the sample film, I made a bunch of PS requests, and the final product looked like that, fortunately, it was not stupid to become an urban-rural junction style.

I asked S to take annual leave, and he reminded me to arrange all the work at hand, and asked me with a smile to bring him a letter no matter where I went. Y regretted that he had no leave and could not accompany him, and generously promised to support the travel expenses.

I did a random search on the Internet and decided to go to Japan.

As soon as I got to work that day, L called.

There are a lot of verbosities, in short: dates.

I prevaricate that it has been inconvenient lately.

After a week, make another appointment. I'm still inconvenienced.

l got angry and started ignoring me again.

I think it's fun. It seems to have returned to the original mentality of teasing children.

Later, I tentatively sent him two text messages, but he didn't reply.

I made a phone call and hung up on me&mdah; Even if we had a conflict or he had a meeting with his boss before, he wouldn't hang up on me, but set it to mute and keep it on.

Received a text message: "Hello, I'm in a meeting. "At first glance, it's an insincere auto-reply.

All of a sudden, I was hairy.

I sent him a text message: "I don't think we'd better see each other in the future!" You're always calling me and coming and going, and you don't respect me at all! Let me wait for you for four hours, and I rushed all the way over just to get a shot...... "There are one or two sentences behind that I don't remember now, in short, it's stupid to show determination."

l didn't reply to me.

I'm such an idiot. A woman in love has zero IQ.

Tongue smacking. Never have I ever had an IQ of zero in front of Y.

Throughout the day, as long as the mobile phone screen lit up, I was shocked, and when I picked it up, it was not L's information, and my heart suddenly gloomed. So back and forth, the resentment in my heart became bigger and bigger.

On the way home from work, I was holding my breath and I was going crazy. In the end, I grabbed my phone and sent him a text message: "Is it convenient to call?" ”

After sending it, he threw his phone on the seat next to him and didn't look at it as if he was evading.

Five minutes later, the screen lit up, and I glanced at it, and it was L's reply: "It's in a meeting." ”

This time it's not an automatic reply.

I was somehow relieved: at least he could get back to me. This shows that he doesn't fundamentally hate me&mdah;I know that if l is annoying a person, he won't give you a word back.

Am I a fool! Of course I know it's called Lust!

I have to work overtime today, and I cook dumplings at home alone and watch a movie on the Internet. At nine o'clock in the evening, I sent another short message to L: "Is it finished?" ”

This time I am sure he will reply. Sure enough, after a while, the phone screen lit up again: "Not yet." ”

I knew Y was coming back, so I replied, "I'll call you tomorrow morning." ”

It was a unilateral notice, but L also responded: "Okay." ”

My heart suddenly opened up, and I suddenly felt a great hope&mdah;let L "forgive" my hope. Actually, I knew very well that he had "forgiven" me, but when I decided to finish the trick with him, I was actually about to laugh at this moment.

The next morning, I drove to the edge of the company's office building and called L. He picked it up in a stiff tone, I thought he would be fine if he said a few soft words, but this stinky scumbag hung up on me: "Don't meet for the time being." I'm angry, let's talk about it when I'm not angry. ”

You can still answer my phone, angry with your sister!

However, I know that when he gets busy after work, he can't take care of me. I suddenly had a bold idea.

At noon, I sent a text message to L: "You come down, I'm downstairs in your company." ”

l replied: "Wait, I'm in a meeting." ”

d What a broken company, will be so much.

It's a surprise that I would do something like this for one person.

I was sitting in the small café next to me reading a book, and it was already half past twelve, when L called me: "Where are you?" Come with us to dinner! ”

"We"?

I hesitated and asked, "Are there a lot of them?" ”

"Dinner with colleagues in the company."

"Then how am I going!"

"Let's just say that we met by chance at the elevator entrance," L smiled, "I always have to meet everyone for the first time." ”

What does this mean? L's thinking is really different from ordinary people, is he a second force?

I was a little irritable: "I'm not going, you go, I'm waiting for you here." ”

L said, "Then you will have to wait a long time." ”

"Well, you can go yourself. I'm not hungry anyway. ”

As a result, the wait was two hours.

I have something to do in the afternoon! I looked at my watch and planned to go back to the office by three o'clock.

At about 2:40, L called: "Where?" ”

"It's still in the old place." I replied angrily.

"Have you eaten?"

"Nope." I was a little indignant.

"Then come out, I'll take you to get something to eat." l is finally a little soft-mouthed. I'm hungry for noon, can you forgive me?

Anyway, we'll talk about it when we meet.

He asked me to go out in his car, neither of us spoke, and the atmosphere was a little stiff. I peeked at his face, and looked gloomy, and I didn't know if it was real or pretending&mdah;l all the way to say "I'll take you to dinner" and then seemed to be about to drive me back, and I suddenly couldn't figure out what he was thinking: I didn't know if he would really turn his face on me. He didn't do anything to me as soon as we met like before, I sat in the passenger seat like an aggrieved little daughter-in-law, and I actually wanted to hold his hand and apologize (please!). What was wrong with me), but I was afraid of eating the closed door, so I had to seriously pinch the bottle of mineral water. "I don't want to eat." "Then let's find a place to sit and make things clear."

Why do you really want to talk about a breakup? I was saddened.

"Don't!"

"And where are you going?"

I looked up at him and sincerely and timidly suggested, "Go to the hotel." ”

l glanced at me helplessly, and said disapprerovitically: "What are you going to do in the hotel?" ”

I was speechless.

I don't know what else to say. As far as I'm concerned, how to explain it is superfluous.

There was no word until L turned the car into a small hotel on the side of the road.

We haven't been to this place, the façade is small but very bourgeoisie, without saying a word, went in to see the room and go through the formalities, and then called me as usual to tell me the room number.

I walked in and took a look, and it looked like a KTV corridor box, and it was really a theme hotel.