Chapter 738: Master of Photography (27)
Ji Jin's whole person was very decadent, and his eyes were gloomy, as if he was about to face death.
It's completely different from the one he was a few months ago.
Mingshu was about to leave, but she paused again, turned her head and asked, "Is there something wrong with you?" β
Ji Jin smiled bitterly, "I don't know." β
It was because he didn't know that he was terrified now.
I don't know if I'll be able to go back.
He'd tried many times, all of them to indicate a failed teleportation.
Mingshu leaves the hospital.
As it stands, there is an organization...... But what kind of organization?
She didn't know.
Shovel, let's go back.
The little beast took Mingshu's hand, and its little paws scratched around in her palm.
You don't care about those people, it has nothing to do with you anyway, you go back, who can do anything to you? Let these two-legged beasts play on their own.
She won't care about that pesky two-legged beast anymore when she goes back, hum!!
"Haven't you heard that I'm a virtual person?" Mingshu pinched the little beast's paws, "Maybe you're all a virtual one." β
Do you believe that? Shovel, feudal superstition or not!
Mingshu: Isn't "......" science?
"Maybe it's true?" Mingshu smiled and whispered, "This world ...... Who knows. β
The little beast is crazy.
Shovel, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you're just thinking about that nasty two-legged beast.
What's so good about two-legged beasts!
It's ugly and hairless!
Mingshu crumpled the little beast into a ball, walked into the crowd, and disappeared into the vast flow of people.
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"Sister Jiang, this is a photo from last week, I have fixed it." The assistant handed the USB flash drive to Mingshu.
Mingshu nodded, motioning for him to put it down.
"Sister Jiang, the New Year is coming soon, how are you going to spend it?"
Mingshu suddenly, is it going to be the New Year?
She rubbed her eyebrows, "You can take a vacation after you take care of your work, and come back to work in March." β
"So long?" The assistant was surprised.
"Well, I haven't taken jobs lately."
The assistant was silent, the boss of his family, taking the job depends on the mood, and if he doesn't take it, he won't take it.
What the assistant just handed over to Mingshu was the last list, and there was nothing that needed to be done.
He cleaned up his office and said goodbye to Mingshu.
As soon as the assistant left, Mingshu didn't know what to do.
But at this time, there are not a few people who make an appointment.
Chinese New Year is the busiest time for celebrities.
Mingshu thought that he still had a task, and picked a few celebrities to take pictures.
Approaching the Spring Festival, there is a jubilant red everywhere.
It was as if everyone was happy.
"What do you think?" Wen Xiaqing stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Mingshu, "So distracted." β
"When are you going home?" Mingshu retracted his gaze and asked the person opposite.
Wen Xiaqing smiled, "I have already gone back a few days ago, and I won't go back for the New Year." β
He glanced at Mingshu, "Is Jojo going back?" β
"Let's go back, I've called home." Mingshu Dao.
A dark color crossed Wen Xiaqing's eyes, "When will you go back?" It's just right, if I'm okay, I'll send you. β
"The day after tomorrow." Mingshu said: "Why are you weird? β
"Isn't it almost the New Year? I can't help but feel a little emotional. Wen Xiaqing pushed the small snack next to him in front of Mingshu, "College life seems to be close at hand, but after so many years, time flies so fast." β
"Hmm."
"Do you remember the first time we met?"
Mingshu thought for a while, "You were deceived and penniless, and you just met me who went out to take pictures, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid at that time." β
"yes, now that I think about it, I was stupid back then."
Wen Xiaqing reminisced with Mingshu for an afternoon.
When Mingshu left, Wen Xiaqing sent her out, she walked in front, and Wen Xiaqing followed.
"Qiaoqiao......" Wen Xiaqing suddenly shouted.
Mingshu stood at the foot of the steps, looking back at him with a slight upward face, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, Mingshu couldn't see his expression clearly.
The latter shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'll take you to the airport the day after tomorrow." β
Mingshu frowned slightly, always feeling that Wen Xiaqing was a little strange.
After she left, she called and asked her agent, who said that Wen Xiaqing might not have been in a good state because of work pressure in the past two days.
Other than this, there are no other problems.
Mingshu thought about Wen Xiaqing's occasional glances, and sighed slightly.
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Mingshu packed up her things and went back to Jiang's house, Wen Xiaqing came to send her, and only told her to be careful, and there was nothing abnormal.
As soon as Mingshu went back, the three aunts and seven aunts interrogated her boyfriend's work, house, and car.
In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Mingshu hid directly in the room and did not come out, finally letting the group of people stop.
She lay on the bed and looked at the lamp overhead.
It's noisy outside.
The Jiang family has always been very harmonious, and the New Year is a big family.
Squeak β
The door was pushed open a crack, and Mingshu glanced at it, it was the youngest bear child of the Jiang family.
The bear child climbed onto Mingshu's bed, holding his face in his fat little hands, "Auntie, aren't you happy?" β
"Nope." Mingshu drove him away, "Go out and play." β
The bear child's eyes rolled, "Auntie, are you out of love?" β
ββ¦β¦ I don't have any love. "Do the current bear children know so much?
"Eh, that's because my aunt likes someone who doesn't like you?" The bear child asked persistently.
"I like someone......" Akishu sighed, "I don't know where." β
The bear child blinked and said innocently, "Then my aunt will go and find it." β
"I can't find it."
"Why can't you find it, is he an alien?"
"I don't know."
"Why don't you know?"
"I don't know is I don't know."
"Why ......"
The bear child is like a hundred thousand whys, Mingshu carried him, put him outside the room, closed the door and locked it.
Time is finally quiet.
Whenβ
The New Year's bell rings.
Buzz Buzz β
Mingshu touched the phone and subconsciously connected it.
Wen Xiaqing's voice came, "Qiaoqiao, Happy New Year." β
"Happy New Year."
"What's the matter, aren't you happy?"
"Nope."
Wen Xiaqing paused and said, "Guess where I am?" β
"Don't guess. You are naΓ―ve and not naΓ―ve. Mingshu didn't have much energy, "It's okay, I'll hang up." β
"Jojo ......"
Wen Xiaqing's voice was cut off.
Wen Xiaqing looked up at the lit window, the snowflakes were falling, he sighed, and the mist blurred his vision.
Wen Xiaqing didn't know how long he had been standing.
Click-
The door of the unit building was pushed open, and the bear child ran to Wen Xiaqing and looked up at him, "Little brother, my aunt asked you to go back, she said that it was okay to act as if today's incident had not happened." β
Wen Xiaqing had seen this kid and knew that he was from the Jiang family.
The aunt in his mouth should be Jiang Qiao.
Wen Xiaqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, shaking off the snowflakes on them, and he slowly reached out and touched the bear child's head.
From the bag he brought, he took out a small box and handed it to him, "Happy New Year." β