The maple forest environment is quiet, the geographical location is good, warm in winter and cool in summer.

The exterior is biased towards the Republic of China style, the interior decoration adopts a modern style, and there are gardens in the courtyard, a total of four rooms.

Although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs.

One book kite, one Ke Lan, one empty, one was rented out a month ago.

The book kite raised his head, his mouth was full, and said casually, "Oh." ”

The book kite ate half of a bowl of noodles, and lay on the sofa with a comfortable expression.

Ke Lan glanced at the remaining half of the noodles on the table, and blinked a few times with her eyelashes invisibly.

It seems unlikely that this habit will be broken.

In October, the weather was cold, and because of the late night, it was a little colder.

The book kite lived next door to Ke Lan, was close, and ran back wrapped in clothes.

The air conditioner in the room was on, and the cold on the book kite slowly dissipated.

She took a jug of milk and put it in the microwave to heat it up.

She is afraid of the cold, and always likes to drink something hot before going to bed in winter, otherwise it will be difficult to sleep.

I drank half of the milk, took a hot shower, and deliberately turned up the air conditioner by two degrees before going to bed.

The next day, nine o'clock.

The book kite slept until the sun basked her buttocks, and then woke up.

She opened the curtains, the sun shone straight in, hit her face, and the book kite stretched, today may be the only good weather in this month.

The book kite took two cans of milk and went to the kitchen to heat it.

Two minutes later, she opened the door, and Ke Lan was lying on the chaise longue at the door basking in the sun.

She pulled her hair together and sat on the swing basket next to her: "Not going to the studio? ”

Reluctantly, he threw a can of milk to Ke Lan.

Ke Lan took it steadily: "Ancestor, I'm resting today." ”

The book kite straw was inserted into the milk and took a sip: "Oh. ”

"Book photographer, when will the photos be handed in."

When I mentioned this book, I had a headache, and I had a lot of worries recently, and I really didn't have the inspiration to shoot it: "Don't rush, the more you urge, the more uninspired you are." ”

Ke Lan held her forehead, there was no way, she was an ancestor and was qualified to drag.

"By the way, Yuncheng has a shooting project, do you want to follow. Set off three days later, about half a month. ”

A year ago, Shu Kite won the first prize of the National Photography Award for his photography entitled "Existence" as a personal photographer, and has been famous in the photography circle since then.

After winning the award, how many well-known companies talked to her about cooperation, and the first feeling of the studio at that time was that Shu Kite should not hesitate to agree, after all, what a good opportunity this is, and the future will be bright.

But the book kite politely rejected everyone who came to admire them one by one, and shocked the jaws of the group.

The book kite, who continues to stay in the studio, is undoubtedly focused on cultivating, and everything is prioritized by her.

The book kite bit the straw and pondered for a long time: "Sister Lan, I have something to do recently, and I can't leave Xiangcheng, you can arrange someone else!" ”

She is the priority of everything, and she doesn't know how many people in the studio are staring at her, she doesn't like this feeling.

I just don't care about these opportunities, if someone wants it, just give it to them, and by the way, you can save a bunch of troubles, why not.

"This is your chance, don't think about anyone."

The book kite shrugged: "I'm really in trouble." ”

It's the truth, once a week at the hospital for a recheck-up, she has to go.

"Okay, let me know if you want to go."

The book kite nodded indifferently.

The phone rang, she looked up at the phone, showing Nie Qing, without thinking about it, hung up and turned off.

There was a sound at the door, the door was pushed open, and Uncle Yu walked in front with his hands behind his back, followed by a few people, like an underworld brother.

Uncle Yu winked at the two.

Lead the group to the opposite room.

Ke Lanshu and Kite held milk in their hands and bit a straw in their mouths, as if they were watching a play, and they were engrossed.

The book kite got up and walked into the house, and when he came out, he had an extra box of cigarettes in his hand.