Sheng Fang followed Sonin all the way to her desk.

A small boxy table that doesn't even have a computer.

A pen holder, a makeup case, and a photo frame next to it, is a group photo, a little girl with pigtails, and a little boy with an inch head.

The two of them bared their teeth, happy as fools.

It's been a long time, and it's almost faded into black and white.

Sheng Fang leaned over and glanced at the hand that was originally in his pocket, and stretched out to get the picture frame.

"Huh, what about you?"

As a result, when there was only a few centimeters away, it was quickly taken away by Soning.

She took the frame, wiped it on her sleeve without a trace, as if it had been soiled by him, and then put it on the other side.

"Don't touch it." The tone is not good or bad, boring and tasteless.

Sheng Fang sighed, "Such a baby." ”

Then he sat down on the empty seat next to her, which was also a table, and it was clean and there was not even a hair on it.

Soning bent down, looked down and took out a notebook and a ballpoint pen from the small cupboard, stacked them together and handed them to Sheng Fang.

"A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, if there is anything you don't understand, just ask, ask and write it down."

Sheng Fang didn't answer, she just put the things on his desk.

I pulled over the chair and sat down, took out the worksheet, and summarized yesterday's work.

I've been busy lately, and I have several forms to fill out every day.

In other words, Sonin has to 'send' several people away every day.

Accidental or natural death, peaceful or unrecognizable.

July is always full of disasters.

After writing a copy carefully, I noticed the gaze projected from the side, and with a straightforward inquiry, she was a little uncomfortable staring.

Sonin moved, turned his face away, and turned his back to him.

Sheng Fang touched the box of chewing gum from his pocket, opened the lid, flicked it, popped out one, threw it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, his eyes stayed on Soning's body, as if he wanted to stare out of a hole.

"You don't want to see me, do you?"

Sonin paused as he filled out the form, but did not speak.

Sheng Fang smiled aside, his eyebrows stretched, "I'm so angry, I'm going to get along day and night in the future?" What to do? ”

This schadenfreude look is still the original formula.

Soning raised his hand from under the form and took out a booklet, "This is the discipline manual in the institute, memorize it all, and you will be assessed when you become a regular." ”

She ignored his provocation, which made Sheng Fang feel very unaccomplished, took the manual, didn't read it, and threw it aside.

"It's boring."

Anyway, Young Master Sheng has been immersed in the rich circle of the upper class since he was a child, and he wants the wind to be windy and rainy, and now he is assigned to a place where this kind of bird doesn't.

There was also a wooden man who ignored him.

How?

Is it a lack of charm?

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and turned his face to the screen, "Isn't this handsome!

Then she looked at Sonin again, she was still writing with her head down, taking it seriously, drawing one stroke at a time.

The thin body is covered with a pure black T-shirt, which is wide and large.

It's as bright as her. Blind that face.

"Rope wood." He shouted.

Sonin didn't respond, he stretched out his long legs and touched them on the leg of the human chair, "Deaf?" ”

Soning looked up, only to realize that the eldest young master was calling her.

"What do you call me?"

"Somu." She didn't react to what people said, isn't it right to call it wood?

"My name is Soning."

Sheng Fang didn't care, "It's all about the same." ”

Sonin didn't want to deal with him.

Serving chewing gum, his head resting between his arms, he stared at her lazily.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

It's your business—

Sonin wanted to reply, but in the end he just ignored him with a blank face.

As long as she makes a sentence, there must be 10,000 sentences waiting after the bloom.

She reached out and fished out the cup, got up to fetch water, just took a step forward, didn't notice when a long leg crossed by her, she was tripped by the sturdy, quickly reached out and steadied.

I didn't have time to rejoice, but I suddenly found out......

Her hand seemed to be holding up something not quite right, and her gaze shifted from the position of her hand to the path up......

The eldest young master's face turned green.

Soning was completely stunned, causing a brief short-circuit in his brain for a few seconds before he reacted.

The tactile feel has changed.

No way...

She quickly withdrew her hand, but it was clearly too late.

A face in full bloom changed thousands of colors for a while, but it was just sitting there motionless, petrified. He slid his Adam's apple up and down twice, withdrew his legs, and lay down on his desk.

He didn't lift his head anymore.

Soning's fingers trembled, and she subconsciously glanced at the office, but fortunately, it was lunch time, and there was no one in the office.

"I'm sorry."

The bloom is still at the desk, and I can't see what the expression is.

Sonin was extremely embarrassed, raised her hand to cover her lips and coughed lightly twice, in case of more embarrassment, she took the cup and quickly left.

The eldest young master sat there, and it was inconvenient to move, he gritted his teeth, his fists clenched tightly, and he was indignant while trying to restrain himself.

The fucking wind and waves haven't been scared, let the piece of wood pick up?