Shen Xihuan pushed the dinner plate to the opposite side, lying on the table, his head resting on his arms, and pretending to take a nap.

The heartbeat in his chest was pounding, and he was even more nervous than waiting for the college entrance examination scores.

If there was a camera on the floor under the table, it would have been captured: her big eyes staring at the boss, dark and clear, for a moment, anxious and patiently waiting.

Occasionally, a pair of shoes would pass by her.

Suddenly, one of them stopped next to her, it was a classic sneaker from brand A, it was supposed to be a young man.

He stopped silently but didn't move, and Shen Sihuan's little heart was about to jump out of his throat. Suddenly, I saw him bend down and reach out to pick up the paper towel on the ground, the forearm was healthy, the lines were strong, and he was wearing a ...... on his wrist Old tables.

She raised her head, and then, the corners of her mouth went up, and the tails of her eyes curled down, "Ah Che! ”

……

After doing it for a long time, it was Jiang Tianche, and he happened to come in to take shelter from the rain. It seems that today's "murder" has also been rewritten, and he/she will not come.

The two of them each had a cup of black tea and sat facing each other.

"Ah Che, when is this long vacation?" They're not together yet.

"I've already applied for sick leave, and the approval documents just came down a few days ago."

"Sick and retired? Are you sick? What disease? What do doctors say? How did I not know? Do they know the king......"

Isn't that the secret of the king of heaven and king? However, what does this have to do with Wen Yan?

She crackled, she didn't breathe, her eyes were full of anxiety, Jiang Tianche smiled, pulled the corner of her mouth, and said, "It's okay, I'm just tired and want to stay in my hometown." ”

"Oh, that's good. Then we can play together as often as we used to. That's nice! She bit the straw and smiled sweetly.

Jiang Tianche lowered his head and replied softly, "Hmm."

The rain outside the window gradually stopped, Shen Sihuan looked up at the sky, her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings, "Tsk, this rain has finally stopped, I don't know if the Cowherd and Weaver Girl will not bring an umbrella, this is not easy to get together once, don't fall into the soup chicken~ Or the white lady Xu Xian is good, there is an oil-paper umbrella, and you don't have to worry about the rain......"

……

They waved goodbye through the glass window, and Shen Xihuan excused herself that she still had to wait for a friend. After a while, Ye Xing stepped forward.

"Which friend is that? I thought the murderer had just appeared! ”

"Oh, it's Ah Che, Jiang Tianche. Just the poster of the 'Future Men's Troupe', the one who just came back from joining the army, but he said he was discharged. ”

"Oh, one of your bamboo horses. Our soldiers are really handsome! ”

Ye Xing took out her mobile phone to play the video, she had just taken pictures from beginning to end. Gradually, she put away her smile, frowned, and lifted her face.

"Huanhuan, he ...... Will it be ......"

"What......" Shen Sihuan's expression slowly stiffened, because she understood the meaning in her friend's eyes, she tugged at the corners of her mouth, "Ha...... Ha, how could it be! No......"

Ye Xing pulled the progress bar back, "But you see, why doesn't he laugh, he really barely laughs, is the negotiation so serious?" And, when you look up outside, you see how he reacts......"

Shen Sihuan took the phone, and in the screen, Jiang Tianche looked at her silently, her face was expressionless, and her hands under the table trembled slightly, and then gradually clenched......