Qu Ran never went to Song Li's house again.

Early the next morning, Song Li opened the door sleepily, the driver of Qu Ran's family came to take her luggage, Song Li stood at the door, and the sultry weather held many words in his heart.

Entering the house, closing the door, Song Li sat on the sofa in the living room, her head was blank, after a long time, she unplugged the mobile phone charging cable, looked at a phone number in the call record and dialed it, and the phone rang for a long time before anyone answered.

"Hey." It was Song Li who spoke, because there was nothing on the phone except for the sound of breathing.

"Do you want me to come over?" After being silent for a long time, Song Li asked.

The sound of breathing on the other end of the phone gradually intensified, Song Li sighed, and was about to hang up the phone, Han Xiaomo spoke, "Song Li, when Chang'an left, how did you come over." ”

When Song Li went out, he called Xiao Pei and confirmed that the time of reporting to the design institute in the past was three o'clock in the afternoon, and by the way, he told Xiao Pei that he had something to do temporarily, and he would not go to his company to accompany him for lunch at noon.

Song Li knocked on the door for a long time, and it took Han Xiaomo to open it, but fortunately, there was still a person.

"What do you say you are doing, you will know how to scare me all day long." Song Li entered the house and closed the door smoothly, lowered his head and found a pair of slippers to change into.

Han Xiaomo didn't speak, turned around and sat back on the sofa.

There was a movie on TV, and Song Li hadn't seen it.

"You didn't go to class." Song Li asked.

"Politics, I don't want to go." Han Xiaomo replied.

"Is it clear to you about Qu Ran?"

These words poked Han Xiaomo's seven inches, she looked at Song Li reflexively, and found that Song Li did not avoid her eyes, and tried not to have any feelings in her eyes, and replied without any emotion, "She is clear." ”

Song Li seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, nodded slightly, put the bag on the sofa sideways, picked up the open drink can on the coffee table and took two sips, "Just have one that understands, let me tell you, hurry up to class in the afternoon, labor and management will report in the afternoon, I don't have time to take care of you, what do you want to eat at noon, labor and management are kind, I'll accompany you." ”

Han Xiaomo reclined on the sofa and said faintly for a while, "It's too hot outside, it's good to order takeout." ”

After the two of them finished eating, Han Xiaomo waved his hand, signaling Song Li not to clean up, saying that he would take him downstairs when he went out to class in the afternoon, and asked Song Li to leave early if he had something to do.

Song Li glanced at that person and felt that the mental blow last night did not cause irreparable damage to the person in front of him, so he took his things and squatted at the door to change his sandals.

"Song Li."

"Huh?" Song Li hurriedly stood up, his face flushed with blood.

"When Ran Changan left, how did you come over?" Han Xiaomo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room at some point, the hot breeze in Chang'an's scorching summer blew the mint-colored curtains, Song Li was stunned for a moment, and turned around again.

"There are not so many reasons for overseas Chinese affection, I am afraid of death, so I can only live."

Song Li's words came warmly through the sunlit air, and behind him was the sound of the door opening and closing, Han Xiaomo was still standing in front of the window, for a long time, but with a bitter smile.

It took Song Li a week to adapt to his new job.

Song Li thought about saying such things to his mother before entering the house, which was simply intolerable. She followed three or four aunts at the door of the family courtyard to squat in front of the watermelon stall and touch the big bulging watermelon, while trying her best to lower her psychological bottom line.

It's been a week, and it's been exactly a week since Song left the design institute, but everything is embarrassing.

Xiao Pei "entrusted" her "friend" to find her a seemingly decent job in that way, Song Li knew that at least Xiao Pei's starting point was to hope that he was good, but only three years of college left Song Li with little left, standing in the middle of a group of engineers, Song Li felt more like she was passing by, but she couldn't help but go, because in that way, Xiao Pei would be sad, and her mother would be sad. Picking up the parcel is not worth mentioning at all.

It's another week of trivial work, Song Lizai's second design institute has a total of 10 people, four women, six men, the boss is not Dong Chengyu, he just pushed himself to another person.

The atmosphere in the office was mostly silent keyboard tapping, and occasionally someone talking was also technical advice at work, Song Li didn't understand, just lowered his head and picked the keyboard. Regarding the work here, in fact, Song Li has nothing to say, but there is a woman, but he has to let Song Li mention it.

Her name is Li Juan, and she is sitting opposite Song Li. If you want to talk about big contradictions, there is basically none, no, it is not basic, it is fundamental. It's just that the existence of this woman is inherently a typical, a typology that you will encounter at any stage of your life.

So Song Li avoided her from the beginning.

It's just a colleague, it can't be too obvious, and if there is no attachment to what should be, it is a contradiction.

It was almost time to get off work at noon that day, Song Li was so busy that his eyes were dizzy, his mobile phone rang, he looked down at the screen and was stunned for a moment, so he took another look, and then answered the phone.

"Song Li? I'm Subei. Su Bei's voice on the phone was still so natural and harmless, Song Li glanced around at his colleagues, and then got up and went to the pantry.

"Subei, what's wrong, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Oh, that's right, we got in touch with Su Yi's brother." Su Bei's words really made Song Li happy, Song Li thought for a while and hurriedly said, "When is it, so the child is going to be picked up?" ”

Su Bei on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment, and then he said, "Do you have time, it's best to come to our bureau, this matter is a bit complicated." ”

Song Li frowned, and said without thinking, "Can I go over at noon?" ”

"Oh...... Oh, okay, then I'll wait for you at noon. Su Bei didn't expect Song Li to come over so soon, so he paused and hurriedly replied.

Song left the pantry, saw that her colleagues had turned off the computers and got up to go out, she quickly ran back to her position, simply packed up her things, turned off the computer, and hurried out.

Song Li's design is on the fourth floor of the building, because of the new elevator, so colleagues basically did not take the stairs to go up and down, in fact, Song Li was too lazy to move, just raised his eyes and looked, the possibility of being able to squeeze up was small, so he turned around and prepared to go down the stairs.

Li Juan came out of the bathroom, lowered her head and touched the hand oil, "We didn't have this elevator in this building at the beginning, but now it's okay, Shengsheng smashed out such a big place, and installed an elevator, we are all designed, this thing does not meet the specifications, don't say it, anyway, I don't dare to sit." Look at Song Li, he is still a young man and diligent! ”

The people around him were all laughing and agreeing, Song Li turned around and pouted, but he didn't have time to say anything, and then staggered downstairs.