Li Ziqi, who fell out with Qiu Yu, was a little depressed and irritable.

When he got off work, he didn't wait for An Wenting to leave first.

After leaving the factory gate, An Wenting caught up with him, and complained a little unhappily: "Why didn't you run away without waiting for others?" ”

I didn't know the bottom in my heart, for fear that Qiu Yu would tell him something, so he didn't wait for himself.

Seeing An Wenting's unhappy little face twisted into the appearance of a bad old woman, Li Ziqi reacted that he was really a little nervous, forgot her, reached out and pinched her little face, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I was wrong." ”

Seeing that he was still spoiling himself, An Wenting sighed lightly, and couldn't help but be glad that Qiu Yu didn't tell him anything.

But just in case, she still had to strike first.

touched the palm of his hand, handed the miserable state of the lens cut into a weed in front of Li Ziqi, and said with grievances and crying: "Where was I borrowed to wash the circuit board at high temperature today, and I was scratched by those plate armor if I wasn't fast enough." ”

Li Ziqi was very distressed when he saw that his slender white hands were now shaved beyond recognition, and carefully touched the edge of her wound and said, "Does it hurt?" ”

"It hurts."

Her voice was very small, so small that it was almost inaudible, but it was full of grievances, and tears the size of beanbeads were like raindrops off the line, falling wildly.

The hot liquid dripped on Li Ziqi's palms like lava from a volcanic eruption, scorching his skin and flesh.

"Don't be afraid, I'll buy you medicine and wipe it."

At this moment, apart from using all his tenderness to coax her and touch her wounds, he really didn't know what to do to alleviate her pain and grievances.

"I don't want to use medicine, I want you to buy finger cakes to coax me." An Wenting said to him coquettishly like a child.

Li Ziqi nodded helplessly, walked to the stall of the finger cake, and said to the boss: "A finger cake with spicy and tomato sauce and some salad dressing." ”

The cake is the original cake, and the words are the same words, but his thoughts drifted to more than a month ago, when he braved the rain to buy hand-held cakes for Yang Tiantian, at that time he wanted to share his favorite human delicacy with her, but unconsciously, he used that tenderness on another girl.

The boss saw that he was fascinated by the finger cakes, and also noticed An Wenting standing not far from him, and said with some drunken intentions: "Frying ten finger cakes is not as delicious as the first one!" When frying the first one, the person's energy is in a 100% state, and the vegetables and ingredients are the freshest, and in the future, the person's energy will be reduced, and the ingredients will no longer be fresh. ”

Li Ziqi was a little puzzled by the boss's words, and always felt that he was alluding to something.

He wanted to ask clearly, but the boss had already taken over the next business, so he had to hold back the question in his stomach.

Carrying the hand-grabbed cake to An Wenting and said, "Eat it." ”

Originally, I thought that it was not too early, and I would send you back, but the words became "It's not early, you go back early, wash carefully, don't touch the water." ”

An Wenting, who took the finger cake, happily enjoyed the food he loved, but because he didn't mean to send himself back, she was a little depressed and wanted to pull him, but the person had already left.

When he returned to the rental house, he lay on the bed without taking a shower, and his mind was full of Qiu Yu's words to him, and the unexplained riddles of the owner of the finger cakes.

I don't know how long he has been lying down, he has never been sleepy, he took out his mobile phone, looked at the messages he sent to Yang Tiantian over and over again, and couldn't help muttering: "It's been so long, why haven't you reacted at all?" ”

stared at the phone for two hours, and then couldn't help but click on the edit box, hesitated for a while, and only issued four words: "Are you okay?" ”

Yang Tiantian, who saw the information, felt like she had turned over hundreds of spice jars, and she couldn't say what she tasted.

I clicked edit a few times, but nothing was sent.

However, Li Ziqi saw that the other party was typing a few words, and the heart hanging on the cliff finally settled down.

Taking a breath, he edited a message again: "I believe that you are innocent, and I know that you saw my message, since you don't want to go back, it's okay, take a good rest and take care of yourself." ”

Seeing that the mobile phone notification sounded again, and the bright red number with 1 was hung in the most conspicuous WeChat avatar, Yang Tiantian struggled in her heart for a few minutes before clicking on the message.

Seeing Yang Tiantian, whose inner drama can be edited into a TV series, Lu Zitong curiously snatched her mobile phone.

Because Yang Tiantian was too obsessed with thinking about things, and Lu Zitong's movements were so fast, she didn't notice how she made a move, and the phone was gone.

By the time she reacted, Lu Zitong had already read all her messages, and inadvertently put the phone back in her hand in a dress.

"Eh~ No one has told you that it's immoral to look at other people's WeChat at will?" Yang Tiantian yelled at her with a flushed face.

Lu Zitong shook his hand, sat down at the table, poured himself a glass of water, and said while drinking: "It's naturally immoral to be casual, but I mean it." ”

These words almost choked Yang Tiantian to death.

She has personally experienced what it means to be an angel, and behind the face is a black heart.

"However, it seems that you have a good relationship with the young master."

In order not to suffocate her from internal injuries, Lu Zitong had to change the topic.

"That dead fat man, who is good with him?" Yang Tiantian's resentment about the defeat of the quarrel was sprinkled on Li Ziqi.

Lu Zitong didn't bother to waste his tongue with her, dead ducks and hard-mouthed women all have this face, unchanged for eternity.

"It's not good, it's not good, what's the matter with you being so excited? Isn't there three hundred taels of silver here? Lu Zitong had already drunk the water in the water cup to the bottom, originally she was not a person who could gossip, but when she saw Yang Tiantian's eccentric appearance, she wanted to ridicule.

"Where am I excited? It's obviously flatulence caused by cathartic emotions being too full. Yang Tiantian pursed her lips and said without admitting it.

Lu Zitong almost didn't squirt out the liquid that he had just drunk and was still in his throat, flatulence? She can figure it out.

She was even a little amazed at what kind of cement her brain structure was made of, and all kinds of crooked theories.

"Aren't you going to reply to the message?" Lu Zitong looked at her and raised his eyebrows and asked.

Yang Tiantian glanced at her and said, "If I reply to the message, won't it prove that I'm okay now?" Who in the workshop doesn't know how many of them know me best? If they react too calmly, then I'm not going to waste my efforts? ”

Yang Tiantian said reasonably, but Lu Zitong didn't eat her set: "You don't know how to use the third person?" ”

Yang Tiantian really didn't bother to tell her: "No, aren't you quite cold?" Why are you talking so much all of a sudden? ”

Lu Zitong's face froze, three drops of sweat appeared on the top of her head, and her face immediately returned to coldness, in fact, she didn't want to talk too much, but the topic of gossip was a girl's stalk.