I said, "Che Songhe couldn't bear it, and he really felt that he was noisy."

"I've forgotten what I was like when I was in school, it's hard for you to remember."

"I'm just afraid you'll forget, that's why I remember." He put away the joke and said with a straight look.

The rapid change in attitudes before and after proves that it was clearly a trick just now.

"I think you're running out of patience, so let's get straight to the point. I have news from Xu Langxing. ”

Then, as if he had been ready, he calmly handed her his phone.

I'm just afraid you'll forget, that's why I remember.

This is a meaningful sentence. Jiang Meina tasted it, felt embarrassed to stand among them like this, and her face heated up. But then I heard the next sentence, and I was a little frightened.

threw out a bombshell news so directly, I'm afraid it's hard for the two girls not to be surprised.

Che Songhe stared at him fixedly for a few seconds before answering the phone, pressing a few digits, and handing it back to him.

Her cold and gray eyes suddenly had a hint of light, fleeting, although the face that looked at him did not become friendly, but the originally lazy and collapsed body was much more energetic.

Although her expression did not change much, the touch in her heart was really not light.

"What do you want? I haven't been in touch for so long, and you suddenly came to me and kindly asked me to provide me with information. She asked.

"I lost something that was important to me when I was ignorant, and now I'm desperate for a chance to let go of my old suspicions and get a chance to start over. This reason is not sufficient. I left a lot of messages for your social networking site, but I haven't received any reply from you. Go ahead, I'll go, we'll find time to talk. He shook the album in his hand.

She nodded slightly.

I thought in my heart, the bait was thrown at such a good time, and the dialogue was touching and coherent, and it seemed difficult to think about it as a deliberate plan.

Walk through the lobby on the second floor to the north side, and at the end of the hall is the bookstore's office. The categories of books on sale upstairs are more unpopular and life-oriented, so they are more deserted than downstairs. For example, health care, maternity and prenatal education, tourist maps and some foreign language magazines.

The thin blinds leaning against the window were half obscured by the same thing, and the soothing and soft sound of music came out of nowhere, presumably with a loudspeaker on the ceiling.

The narrow staff staircase is against the wall at the northernmost point, and on one side is a small staff lounge, and the other adjacent door is hung with a "Store Manager's Room" sign.

Pushing open the door, there is a black wooden desk in front of the door, opposite the large leather office chair are two small guest chairs, two bookcase-like cabinets are placed side by side on the other side, which store books and archives, belonging to the same series as the desk.

Another four-seater dark brown leather sofa, a solid wood coffee table, and a few pots of green plants, most likely brought directly from the store, are not very strong, and there are still withered and yellowed fallen leaves on the ground.

The rules and regulations are properly arranged, in line with Uncle Jiang's handwriting, he did not hang framed paintings on the wall, or write a few brush words used to urge himself to reflect on himself, but it was unexpected.

Cha Song Ha thought, maybe it was to match Mina's age.

"Look at the leaves you've spent."

"The office is still so old-fashioned."

"The glass is spotless."

"When you have nothing to do at work, do you just go downstairs and get a book, read it, and then change it after reading it, and then change it again. Hehe, this industry is indeed comfortable. ”

“……”

Jiang Meina went to lie down on the sofa when she entered the door, rubbing her heels mechanically while wandering in a daze.

Che Song Hejing walked to the guest leather chair and sat down, a pot of purple flowers on the table that she could not name was very delicate, she pulled the branches and leaves to close the flowers and smelled them, there was no fragrance.

She turned her head to look at Mina, didn't bother, and looked out the window.

After a while, Jiang Meina came back to her senses, walked to the glass partition of the bookcase, tidied up her shirt, and took it away and grabbed the chestnut-colored long curls. After packing up and parking, he sat down next to the car Song River.

"I don't remember that I have a classmate named Han Chengyu, but I just thought about it, and Zheng Jaeran's boyfriend seems to be called this."

"Didn't you remember, and the name was not wrong."

"Didn't he say it himself. Besides, I saw it when you signed it. Happily married, early birth of a noble son. Who is he married to? What to do in such a hurry, it's not too late to be thirty or forty. Good-looking people always make people have good associations, but as soon as they get married, this beauty is shattered. ”

"I don't know, I'm scribbling. He used to bully me all the time, and her mother even came to the teacher and said that I harassed him, in short, he was just a very snobbish person, and he didn't have a good impression of him. Che Songhe walked to the large office chair and sat down, dragged the chair forward, and began to pull the drawer of the desk seriously.

After a while, I grabbed a few bags of snacks out of nowhere and threw them on the table, picked up a candy and stuffed it into my mouth. She sat down upright, experienced the taste of being a boss, felt that it felt average, and returned to Jiang Meina to sit down.

"He looks very good, good-looking, and tall. If it's Zheng Jaeran, it's fine. There are no boys in my family, and they always want to find someone better to develop the family business. ”

She stretched out her long, light brown nails again, and poked them in the air, as if the country was close in front of her.

Che Songhe let out a not-so-friendly laugh, "You can't look at people by appearance, don't be confused." ”

"I have a question. Is it because I attended a class reunion and later told you that those boyfriend photos posted on your social networking sites are very similar to your classmate Xu Langxing, and you came back. ”

"I won't tell you!" Che Songhe straightened his waist suddenly, pushed the chair forward, leaned his upper body, and looked at Jiang Meina intently, his face was almost on someone's face.

"Then how did Han Chengyu know that you were looking for him?"

"Then I'll have to ask your cousin." Che Songhe said.

There was a knock on the door, and the clerk stood in the doorway, holding the tray in one hand and still knocking on the door with the other.

Next to the manager's room, there is a pantry with necessities such as a refrigerator, a water dispenser, a microwave oven, a chair, and a simple dining table where employees can change into their work clothes, eat, or take a break in their lunch shifts.

A female clerk in a white shirt with a bookstore name tag on her chest brought two cups of coffee, freshly brewed from a drip coffee pot in the pantry.

The female clerk didn't look like she had graduated for long, her eyes were big, gentle and quiet, and she walked out after putting down her coffee.

Jiang Meina picked up the tray of coffee cups, took a sip of coffee, and glanced downstairs.

The bookstore is along the street, her location is on the second floor by the window, and the location of the gate is upstairs and downstairs, and you can't see the sidewalk downstairs, only the vehicles coming and going and the sidewalk opposite.

It was already afternoon, and the sun was still radiating scorching rays, and she seemed to be able to see beads of sweat and the unpleasant smell of sweat from the pedestrians opposite.

"It seems that there is such a classmate." She muttered to herself.