"Hotel Child?" Sister Fang Lian glanced at my mobile phone and said, her expression was solemn, and then her eyes flashed again, smiled at me, and said, "Jiajia, you have eyes this time." ”

"What a strange thing to say?" Recently, I felt that Sister Fang Lian was not serious, and I despised her for a second.

"The Çadt Hotel, also known as the Star Hotel. The reception inside is all celebrities, Jiajia, you have received another big star list this time. ”

"Big star again?" I looked at my phone and was stunned, but Aunt Yu didn't say anything except an address.

The first time I was given a planning book, this time I was directly connected, and I didn't dare to take the initiative to disturb Aunt Yu, so I silently blacked out my phone and set off for the hotel.

It was already three o'clock when I arrived at the hotel.

If you can finish the conversation within an hour, you will probably be able to go back to the company directly, although you don't need to punch in, but you have to wait for a while.

Cheer myself up and I'll go inside.

"Anyone?" I rang the doorbell.

"Dah." The door opened.

Bai An?

Is this big star Bai An?

I turned and left.

When I walked to the elevator door, I thought again, if I left, the list would be messed up, wouldn't this be back to square one?

Are you going to be demoted again? Shen Jiajia. I asked myself myself.

Sometimes I feel like life goes round and round. Time can take away my grief, and it can bring the grief itself back to me.

Be brave and face it.

"Ding-dong."

"Dah." The door opened again.

This time, Bai An opened the door directly and entered.

I didn't want to, but I walked in.

The hotel room was huge, Bai An's suitcase was in a corner, and it looked like he had just arrived, or more accurately, he hadn't been here for an hour.

Otherwise, I didn't even open my suitcase.

"I know you'll be back." Bai An sat down on the sofa.

Perhaps it was because of the hotel that he put his glasses back on, the gold border he liked to wear, and the familiar feeling came again.

I took a big step back in earnest fear, hoping to lighten the importance I placed on memories.

And that was just before. Shen Jiajia.

"I didn't expect you to be so interested in our company's design." I opened my mouth slightly, trying to look commercial.

But I'll regret it after saying that, is it necessary?

Is it necessary to make it so embarrassing?

It's just that I'm guessing that Bai An and Tong Yao are not together, so I need to be cozy and want to quickly and cleanly clear that I'm not the junior?

Make matters worse by attempting a coverup.

I closed my eyes, thought differently, opened my eyes and said, "Thank you for your support." ”

"Jiajia." Bai An stood up and walked over to me, instinctively stepping back.

I hid in a corner with no way out, and I said to Bai An, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Tong Yao and I, it's just hype."

Amusing. Why explain it to me? Amusing. Why is my heart beating so fast?

"It's not about work." I shook my head and looked at Bai An who was close at hand in front of me, Bai An I thought about day and night, it turned out that when he really appeared, I could be so calm.

Calm down, I wondered if I was making a fool of myself.

Maybe it's because of Bai An'an's presence, my heart is calm. In the past, Bai An gave me the feeling of a spring breeze, although now it seems that he has changed a lot, he can dress up, and his figure seems to be tighter, but the feeling he gives me has not changed.

I don't know if his clothes still smell of laundry detergent. I remember that when I was with Bai An before, he always smelled of laundry detergent, and I always thought that Bai An had sprayed perfume, because I also used the same brand of laundry detergent, but I didn't have that reassuring smell.

I was distracted.

"I thought you wanted to know my explanation."

The corners of Bai An's mouth were pulled slightly, and the corners of his mouth, which were already very upward, were now being pulled in, as if someone else was forcing him to laugh. It's no different from self-deprecation.