His words were very succinct, as if to say, "Didn't you see that Lao Tzu didn't want to talk to you?" It's okay, can you not be blind BB. ”

……

Li Enjia ended the awkward conversation and walked around the work area, feeling that the time had almost passed.

Feeling that there was no need to stay any longer, he beckoned to him and said, "Let's go." ”

Coming out of the TATTOO studio and returning to the villa, Li Enjia washed up and climbed into bed early and went to bed.

A good night's sleep.

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The next day, Li Enjia got up at five o'clock in the morning, and when she woke up naturally, she sat on the bed in a daze, looking out the window, and the dark sky was slightly shining with white light.

After buffering for two minutes, he fell on the bed again, reached through the smoke-pink bed curtain, picked up the mobile phone that was charged on the bedside table, turned sideways and clicked on the message, and swiped it several times but still didn't see the message.

Well...

For people like her, the mobile phone doesn't seem to have any need to exist, bored, her hand pulls out the scarf, and involuntarily clicks into the page she follows, looking at the only person who follows.

His eyes were stunned, and he clicked in "Bang Dong...", and swiped out a bunch of messages.

It seems to be all recommended news.

Slowly sliding down, his eyes stopped on the date of the latest message, his eyes were dark, and he stayed for a long time before pushing out the interface, turning off the screen, and getting up.

After tidying up and washing, I changed into my school uniform, sat in front of the makeup mirror and patted my face, wrapped my hand around the back of my neck, and tied up my ponytail with my hand.

Looking at the little face in the mirror, he grabbed the lip balm neatly placed on the side, applied it to his lips, picked up the schoolbag with only an empty diary, and went downstairs.

Today was surprisingly early, and she glanced at the time on her phone at 6:23.

The aunt saw that Li Enjia was dressed neatly, and she was still carrying her schoolbag downstairs, and her hand cleaning the furnishings was slightly paused, and she said in a nervous tone: "Miss, that breakfast hasn't been made yet......"

Li Enjia waved his hand, "It's okay, I'll eat near the school." With that, he walked out of the living room and to the garage.

Uncle Song was wiping the car with a rag, and was stunned when he saw Li Enjia pulling his schoolbag and standing quietly at the door.

Hurriedly put down the rag, wiped his hands clean, and stood straight in front of her, "Morning, Miss!" With that, he opened the car door for her and put his hand on the top of the door.

"Early..."

In the face of their greetings, Li Enjia opened his mouth, dying, and his tone was calm, lowering his eyelids as usual, and his eyes were hollowly drilled into the back seat, leaning against the car window.

Uncle Song drove very steadily, Li Enjia was already listless, and he was even more drowsy when he sat in the back, and every time he knocked his head down, he had to shake, so he simply leaned on his back and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Uncle Song glanced at her from the rearview mirror and sighed in his heart.

He really feels sorry for this little girl, she is indeed a good boy, but she is a little stubborn, and she is unwilling to bow her head like her mother, and she hides everything, so she is bored alone.

It is also a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, who is in her youth, is the best age, and should laugh and cry loudly.

Lao Song has also driven a car in Li's house for more than ten years, and he never talks much, but this time, as usual, he opened his mouth, turned into exhalation again, and swallowed the words back into his stomach.

He was just a driver, and even if he had anything to say, the young lady wouldn't listen.

Her head began to get dizzy again, and when she was about to fall asleep, Uncle Song parked the car on the street in front of the school, and called her softly, "Miss, it's here." ”