At this time, Yin Xiaoyu cleared his throat.

"Jane Lianyu, don't sit on the ground, it's too cold on the ground, I'll feel distressed - ah, yes, it's cold, my hands are cold!"

After Yin Xiaoyu finished speaking, he put his hands in his pockets.

What the?!

Jian Lianyu was puzzled, looking at Yin Xiaoyu, and then at Danila, there was nothing to do, could it really be said that she loved Daniela? He's looking at Daniela, and he still can't speak!

Daniela barely believed her ears, was there something wrong with her hearing? Or is there something wrong with Yin Xiaoyu's language function?

At this time, she is still in the mood to flirt with Jian Lianyu?

Yin Xiaoyu took advantage of Daniela's distraction to touch the screen of the mobile phone in his pocket, and pressed a few numbers by feeling.

Daniela was a little annoyed and said, "It's better for you two to fall in love under the knife?" Jane Love Rain, I'll count to three, if you don't say you love me, I'll kill her! ”

Daniela's tone was firm, and Jane Lyre knew that she could do anything.

"Three, two—"

When Daniela counted to two, Jane Lovers stood up, as if she wanted to die, closed her eyes, and said, "Daniela, I love—"

"Bang-"

It was a familiar sound, exactly the same as it had been heard in the room.

Daniela's knife fell to the ground.

Hearing the voice, Jane Lianyu's words came to an abrupt end.

His heart was about to jump out, and he suddenly opened his eyes to see that behind Daniela, there were two policemen standing, clamping Daniela, cold shackles, and putting Daniela's arms.

Yin Xiaoyu calmly faced the police, smiled, and said generously and decently: "Thank you for coming in time." ”

"Mr. Yin, you are the sponsor of the show, and it is our duty to protect you and maintain social stability and unity."

The police saluted and left the scene with Daniela.

Looking at Danila's distant back, Jane Lianyu suddenly sat down on the ground.

Yin Xiaoyu smiled, walked over easily, stood in front of Jian Lianyu, bent over, stretched out his hand to Jian Lianyu, and said, "Get up." I said, don't sit on the ground—"

Jian Lianyu immediately stood up, hugged Yin Xiaoyu, and took Yin Xiaoyu into her arms, her voice trembled, and said, "I thought you would have something-"

Jian Lianyu hugged a little tightly, Yin Xiaoyu struggled a few times, and said, "I'll be fine, but if the police don't come, do you want to say that you love Daniela?" ”

Jian Lianyu nervously explained: "That's not the case, Xiaoyu, I will always only love you. ”

"Okay, okay, got it, I know you're here to save me, who wants you to love? I have a boyfriend. ”

Will this woman answer?

Mention boyfriend at this time?

"Xiaoyu, don't do this, right? Let me tell you that I love you, can't you? I just killed you, for fear that she would come hard-"

"I'm telling the truth, Jian Lianyu, I want to remind you, don't beat my mind, Xia Ruilong and I are about to get married."

"Okay, okay, the woman I love is about to get married, but the groom is not me, okay?"

Yin Xiaoyu laughed and laughed.

It turns out that every man who falls into unrequited love is the same, stupid and stupid, and he speaks like a poet.

"Jingle bell—"

When the two hugged each other, Yin Xiaoyu's mobile phone rang.

Yin Xiaoyu took out his mobile phone and saw that it was Zhou Jingjing's.

"Hello? What are you doing? ”

"My dear sister, let me tell you a surprise, do you remember one of your high school classmates named He Huanming? He was also invited to the show of Anyuan Century Square the day after tomorrow. ”

What the?!

Yin Xiaoyu mechanically put down his phone and looked ahead blankly.

How did he reappear?

Didn't he disappear?

Time has passed, what is he doing when he comes out?

Does he know that the sponsor of Yin Hong's model is Ruili Shoes?

For a whole night, Yin Xiaoyu sat on a stool as if she had been hollowed out, and she didn't know anything about what was happening on the staircase in front of her.

Until the end of the show, Jian Lianyu and Zhou Jingjing took her to the car and returned to W City unconsciously.

On the night of W City, a cool breeze blew through Yin Xiaoyu's shoulder-length short hair, and the green silk floated slightly, setting off a sad look on her face.

She stood lonely by the window on the third floor, quietly looking down at the familiar street and the hustle and bustle of the street......

He reappeared? Didn't he disappear?

"Knock Knock ......"

A hurried doorbell rang, Yin Xiaoyu came back to his senses, sighed, slowly walked to the closed door, and opened the door weakly.

"Sister, tomorrow night, the Yin Hong model team will arrange for our Ruili Shoes and Anyuan Writers Association to meet, he is a high school classmate, right? Tell me about him. ”

Zhou Jingjing squeezed in, glanced at Yin Xiaoyu with a smile, grabbed her arm suddenly, pulled her hard, and dragged her to the living room, walking and rambling at the same time.

Yin Xiaoyu was absent-minded, and he didn't pay attention to what he said at all.

She sat down on the couch, put her feet on her feet, and stretched out her hand—

Aunt Lian, the nanny, handed over a glass of milk with a smile, Yin Xiaoyu glanced at it, "bang", put the milk on the coffee table, looked up, and said to Aunt Lian: "Changed!" Get a cup of coffee! ”

Aunt Lian was stunned for a moment, and asked tremblingly: "Miss, Mrs. has an explanation, I must let you drink a glass of milk every night, your body is too weak-"

"Listen to me today, I said I want coffee, go!"

"Yes, Miss."

Aunt Lian left in a hurry, Yin Xiaoyu looked at her back, shook her head, smiled bitterly, turned her head, looked at Zhou Jingjing, and asked, "What did you just say?" ”

Zhou Jingjing sat over with a smile and said excitedly: "Sister, are you familiar with the chairman of the Anyuan Writers Association?" ”

"What a mess, in Anyuan, I stayed for three years, it was a long time ago, not familiar! For information about the Anyuan Writers' Association, ask the assistant Yin Xiaoyin to print and distribute it to you, don't affect me to drink coffee! ”

At this time, Aunt Lian came over with a cup of coffee, bowed her head, and handed it to Yin Xiaoyu.

Yin Xiaoyu picked up the spoon, stirred it, put the spoon on the plate, picked it up, took a sip, "poof", spit it out, and scolded: "What broken coffee?!" Do you want to make coffee?! Scald me! ”

Aunt Lian was so frightened that she trembled and didn't dare to make a sound, Zhou Jingjing hurriedly played a round and said, "Sister, the freshly brewed coffee is naturally hot, let's not lose our temper, okay?" ”

Seeing that Yin Xiaoyu didn't speak, Zhou Jingjing waved at Aunt Lian and motioned for her to go down.

Aunt Lian left quietly, walked to the kitchen door, turned around, glared at Yin Xiaoyu fiercely, stepped into the kitchen quickly, closed the door, took out her mobile phone, clicked on WeChat, and clumsily entered a line of words: Urge Xiaoyin to hurry up, this arrogant and domineering woman and stupid dead fat man, tomorrow I will leave W City, Ruili Shoes will be leaderless, and the opportunity is rare to get what should belong to Xiaoyin, understand?

Aunt Lian made a straight face, pressed the send button, put the phone in the pocket of her apron, turned on the faucet, and washed the dishes.

"Ding-dong-"

Aunt Lian's WeChat voice rang, Aunt Lian quickly put down the bowl in her hand, wiped it on the apron with her hand, took out her mobile phone, and couldn't wait to turn it on.

Sister, thank you for your hard work, when Xiaoyin and I control all the shares of Ruili Shoes, take you home, find someone to serve you, let you also enjoy the feeling of being a wife, and you can also call the nanny.

Aunt Lian finally smiled, put her phone in her pocket, and continued to wash the dishes.

In the living room, Yin Xiaoyu was tinkering with something in his hand, and Zhou Jingjing was reading the information.

"Male, Han nationality, pen name Xijiang Beiqi, born in Anyuan District, Pingxiang City, Jiangxi Province, university culture. Member of Jiangxi Writers Association, member of Chinese Poetry Society, member of Chinese Music and Literature Society, member of Pingxiang Writers Association, director of Pingxiang Poetry Society, executive director of Pingxiang Yinglian Society......"

"What are you reading? What is the member, and what does it have to do with you? Yin Xiaoyu was a little irritated when she heard this, turned her head, and looked at Zhou Jingjing.

Zhou Jingjing put down her mobile phone, looked at Yin Xiaoyu with a smile, and said, "Sister, the relationship is big, the customer I want to meet tomorrow night is a group of Anyuan writers, I don't know a little about the situation, how can I communicate?" ”

"Oh? Writer? Silly you, don't do this, recite a few lines of poetry, and recite them in front of them, which not only shows that the senior management of Ruili Shoes is educated, but also shows respect for Anyuan writers. ”

After Yin Xiaoyu finished speaking, he yawned, got up, and walked to the bedroom.

Zhou Jingjing still did her homework, searched for a few poems by Xijiang Beiqi, and memorized them with a shaking head.

"In Sanwan, I found the most beautiful nostalgia"

Three bays, a forest farm community

The most beautiful nostalgia occupies my pupils

Green mountains on all sides, brilliant in Chinese painting

A small river, flowing in an idyllic setting

Lights at the farmer's workshop

It is accompanied by the fragrance of books in the farmer's bookstore

Farming culture blooms with dazzling appearance

Winding hiking trails

By the footprints of tourists from all directions

Leave a kiss mark after kiss

There are children playing with porcelain clay in the courtyard

The sweet scent of nursery rhymes

I heard a gust of wind blowing

With the story of the educated youth, in the back of the ridge

Write down the years of Cangsang

That scenic forest, in the bright moon

Rising direction, watch

A string of wanderers' shadows

Drifting away, from thick to light

Scattered farmhouses, accompanied by nostalgia

Into my sleepland

……

Zhou Jingjing memorized it several times, this poem is too difficult to memorize!

It's late at night, Zhou Jingjing is carrying her back, dozing off, TMD, these writers, what is bad to write? What poems to write? It's awkward, it's incomprehensible, it's too difficult.

Zhou Jingjing thought about it when she was in school, she had never done her homework, she kept plagiarizing, and the whole class copied it all over, but she didn't dare to copy Yin Xiaoyu's, because at that time, Yin Xiaoyu was not his sister.

What impressed him the most, Han Bing was the best to speak, reaching out to do his sister's homework, Han Bing was always a little weak, offering it with both hands, and laughing, but sometimes, Yin Xiaoyu came over to grab the homework and didn't copy it for him......

Thinking of this, Zhou Jingjing smiled knowingly, put down her phone, and walked to the room.