Yu Zijie Xiaofanwai 2
"Bang-"
The guitar fell to the ground.
Wen Mengshu gave up her most beloved thing and hugged the person she liked instead.
Didn't hesitate.
Yu Zijie was stunned for a second, and his tone was cold: "Let go." ”
"Don't let it go!" As he spoke, Wen Mengshu's arm tightened again.
He went to break her hand, but he didn't break it.
Just then, the manager came in.
Wen Mengshu leaned his head against Yu Zijie's broad back, and cried out in a hmm-huh: "I'm sorry, don't be angry, okay, I'll never go on stage again." ”
The manager knew Yu Zijie, after all, he was the main customer, he looked at the two of them and guessed the relationship between the two, neither retreat nor advance.
Yu Zijie threw a murderous cold eye, and the manager retreated decisively, he originally planned to persuade Wen Mengshu to sing a few more songs on stage, but it seemed that it was unnecessary.
In the end, Yu Zijie took Wen Mengshu with a calm face, and Wen Mengshu walked out of the city that never sleeps with a guitar.
In the car, the little girl who had cried had a little red eyes, and there was no gnawing sound on the road.
Yu Zijie had a black face all the way, and didn't even ask her address, and subconsciously drove directly to his residence.
He didn't react until the car arrived.
He looked at his home and scolded: "! ”
Wen Mengshu tensed all over and blurted out: "I'm sorry! I'm never going again! In the future, I will never do anything to disgrace Professor Duan. ”
Yu Zijie: "......"
He said in a bad tone: "Where is your home?" ”
Wen Mengshu raised his head at this time, glanced at him secretly, and reported an address.
Yu Zijie hadn't heard it, and he planned to navigate, but he couldn't find it: "What the hell is the address you hold, why can't you find it." ”
Wen Mengshu then remembered that the potholes he lived in were only allowed to enter the old community, and he lowered his head, and some emotions were all covered by bangs.
There was obvious loss in her tone: "I'm sorry! ”
Yu Zijie hated her and said she was sorry.
He said, "Get out of the car." ”
Wen Mengshu didn't react, and looked up at him, the corners of his eyes were red, but they were clean and bright.
Yu Zijie had a commanding tone in his words: "Get out of the car." ”
She was obedient: "Oh! ”
He glanced at the guitar that was in the way: "Put the guitar in the car." ”
She was very well-behaved: "Oh! ”
Yu Zijie didn't know why he brought people into the house, anyway, the people had already entered, and he couldn't drive them out! After all, he was a student supported by his uncle.
When Wen Mengshu arrived at the house, she realized that this was Yu Zijie's home, and there was obvious panic and crampedness in her eyes, and she wanted to refuse but didn't know whether to open her mouth.
Yu Zijie looked at her and pointed to the room where he was sleeping, "Go in, go to sleep!" I'll talk about it tomorrow. ”
Wen Mengshu was stunned and asked, "What about you?" ”
He ignored her and turned to sit on the sofa: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry in, take a shower, and sleep." ”
Wen Mengshu would be a little afraid of him, and obediently entered the house.
She didn't dare to move in the house, but looked at the clean and tidy bedroom for a long time before entering the bathroom.
There are traces of life in the bathroom, which is clearly a bedroom for a single man.
She blushed, looked around, didn't hold back, and took a few photos with her mobile phone before starting to wash.
Early the next morning, when Yu Zijie came out of the study, breakfast was placed on the table, and there was a note next to the breakfast.
The note read: Remember to eat breakfast.
And one more thank you!
There is a name and phone number for the payment.
The handwriting is beautiful and beautiful.
Yu Zijie, who basically didn't eat breakfast, pulled out a stool and sat down.
Outside, it's a sunny day.