The two of them were happy wantonly, and Yuan Yuxiao could only bury her head in embarrassment and pedal on the car.

"How? Xiao Yuan, if you agree, I will arrange for the two of you to meet! Accountant Liu controlled Xiaole a little and asked.

"No kidding!" Yuan Yuxiao looked at her thoughtful appearance, and didn't know if she was real or fake.

"How could I play such a joke with you! Maybe I'll have to take care of you a lot in the future! Am I looking for something to sin against you? Accountant Liu's expression became a little serious.

Yuan Yuxiao saw that she was a little serious, and she thought of Yu Xiaolu in a flash of thought - he always thought of her at such a moment!

When I thought of Yu Xiaolu, I immediately remembered the letter I received today - it was the second letter she sent immediately after the previous letter, and when he was just about to open it, he was interrupted by a series of things that made him breathless, and he didn't read it all the time! Now that it was finally over, he suddenly wanted to go home and read the letter.

She sent two letters in a row, what did this mean?

His explanation was that the second letter must have remedied the first letter!

Why remedy? What to remedy?

Do you still need to ask? Because her first letter made a very undeserved joke that she had a boyfriend......

Of course, this prank may just be trying to test him...... It's normal for a girl to have these little ninety-nines......

But what did he do? He didn't think about it clearly, so he went to a letter with very harsh wording......

It's so reckless to think about it now......

Hurry home, hurry home, hurry home! Look at the letter, read the letter, read the letter!

"Hey, what do you want!" Accountant Liu pulled him back from his contemplation.

"He, maybe he already has a girlfriend, and he wants you to it! Why don't you do me a favor and introduce me to your beautiful niece! "Meng Jian's mouth is not good, and he will stab people again in three minutes.

"That's not going to happen, Xiao Yuan looks like an honest person. Brother Jian, you are so naughty, where do you need me to make an introduction! Accountant Liu said with a smile.

"The more honest the person, the more solid the work!" Meng Jian also grinned in his signature crooked manner.

"Really?" Accountant Liu stared at Yuan Yuxiao with a smile and a verifying demeanor.

Yuan Yuxiao's face was hot, "Hmm...... I'm not even thirty years old and don't think about personal issues! He was so anxious that he remembered his father's words, and at this time, it was really a ready-made shield.

"Oh! What a pride! Accountant Liu pursed his lips, "If you don't like it, just say it, and find a reason to drag it like this!" ”

Yuan Yuxiao couldn't laugh or cry a little, feeling that no matter how she answered, it was wrong, so she simply remained silent.

It was the intersection with traffic lights that was relieved of him, and Accountant Liu remembered that there were policemen, so he stopped the topic for a while. "Slow down, I've got to come down."

"No need, the police should be off duty at this time." Meng Jian said that Accountant Liu still got out of the car, "Be careful, besides, we won't go in one direction after this intersection." ”

As soon as Yuan Yuxiao heard this, it seemed that he was about to part ways, so he stopped the car and looked at Meng Jian, Meng Jian also looked at him, Yuan Yuxiao didn't know what he meant for a while.

Seeing that Yuan Yuxiao didn't react, Meng Jian had to pout and say to Accountant Liu: "We'll send you home!" Accountant Liu was about to refuse, but Meng Jian ordered to say, "Get in the car!" That tone was unshirkable, Accountant Liu looked at his face, and had to sit down again.

Yuan Yuxiao blushed again, he understood what Meng Jian meant by pouting just now - he should take the initiative to send Accountant Liu, after all, she was doing him a favor tonight.

When he was studying, Mo Qing often said that he was always half a beat slower than others, and now he really realized it.

Although he could say that there was a reason for it, because his mind was completely occupied by the letter that he had not had time to open. But he understands that even if he doesn't have any thoughts now, he will still be half a beat slower. His rhythm has been like this for decades, and there is no objective reason to talk about.

After sending Accountant Liu home, Accountant Liu naturally politely invited the two of them into the house to sit down, this time there was no need to discuss, Meng Jian affirmed that he would talk about it later, and he also agreed.

Now it was just the two of them riding home, and the air was dreary again. Yuan Yuxiao was not used to this dullness, and carefully asked Meng Jian, how to help if Accountant Liu's fine tickets had been issued. Meng Jian said impatiently, "What's so embarrassing about this, take back the ticket and invalidate it, the reason is that the wrong amount is issued." Then just reopen a few bucks and go through the motions! You tell Jin Daotong the truth, if he doesn't tolerate mercy, then it's not Jin Daotong anymore! It's such a simple thing that only you are embarrassed! ”

Yuan Yuxiao lowered her head and pedaled the car with a shameful face. It wasn't until he and Meng Jian were separated that he became relaxed, eager to pedal his bicycle into a plane that took off in the air.

When I got home, I heard the sound of music in the room that I had never heard before, and I suddenly remembered that I bought a TV at home, and I suddenly remembered that there was a starry TV song party that I had been looking forward to for several days tonight, and I looked at the watch, it is estimated that it should not be over yet, and I was happy in my heart, today is really a relaxed and happy day. Carrying the car into his small house, he entered his parents' room, and just saw Dedema singing "Beautiful Prairie My Home", and immediately sat down.

Strange to say, before going home, he forgot that there was a new TV at home, and he wanted to come back to read the letter. When I got home and saw the TV, I didn't forget the letter, but I began to make the old mistake in my personality, that is, all good things should be taken slowly, and they should be trickled down for a long time. Good food must be eaten slowly, and good books are reluctant to read in one sitting. Now the letter that gave him imagination and hope lay firmly in his room, and he was not afraid to be late for a good meal, and first made this long-awaited song a bar.

After the TV song party, I was reluctant to leave the new TV, and twisted the twist of changing the channel and turned it round and round, but unfortunately, although the twist can twist more than ten grids, there are only two channels, a central station, and a provincial station, so they keep changing between the two stations. My father has been in a good mood since he joined the work, and he has been much more relaxed with him, and his attention is mainly on the radio, and even the newly purchased television cannot compete with it. And her mother has never been keen on watching TV, so naturally she is also influenced by Yuan Yuxiao. So he changed the stage like this, until he saw his parents go to bed, he turned the volume to mute again, and continued to twist between the two stations with great interest, until the two stations became snowflake ideas, at this time, except for the sound of his parents, the world was silent, and he reluctantly turned off the TV and returned to his room.

In the middle of the night, when the heat had almost faded, and the temperature was as cool as his mind, he sat in front of the window of his small room, relaxed and comfortable, so that the fragrance of Milan on the windowsill was particularly from the outside to the inside, filling his heart. He picked up Xiaolu's letter at this moment, sniffed it lightly, and sure enough, there was a very faint fragrance of green tea, which was particularly distinct even in the world full of Milanese fragrance.

Open it very lightly and slowly, and read it word by word.

After reading the letter for the first time, he was a little confused, and he didn't understand it too much, and then read it a second time.

Yu Xiaolu's tone of this letter was very relaxed, and she talked about the books she had read recently. In Yuan Yuxiao's impression, even when she was the most nervous about her studies when she was a student, Xiaolu rarely talked to him about reading, let alone in such a pleasant tone. The second thing that made him confused was that she mentioned some Western literary works, and introduced him to "Jane Eyre", "Hugo" or something. He looked at it and was a little ashamed, thinking that he had looked down on Xiaolu before.

Although Yuan Yuxiao loves to read, he is almost blank about foreign things, so although the tone of Xiaolu's letter is relaxed, there is actually some pressure sneaking in. Yuan Yuxiao is indispensable for almost everything, except for reading, she is extremely competitive, and she can't wait to fill that blank tomorrow.

However, the contents of the letter were completely out of line with his expectations, which made him feel that there was something lacking, and he tried his best to make up for this deficiency, so he turned the letter over and over again and read it several times, still intending to pick out the words from the words again. Not only that, but he smelled some uncomfortable breath in the letter - yes, it was smell, not the kind of smell that came out of reading, what it was, he couldn't tell what it was, after reading it several times, he began to divide the letter into paragraphs, summarizing the gist of each paragraph, he wanted to find out where the trace of the uncomfortable breath came from, and then, he finally stared at the last paragraph, Xiaolu quoted the words that are said to be Hugo, "When the flesh + lust burns, and the heart is pure, that is love......"

Yuan Yuxiao's mind has been trained in pedantic composition for many years, and she attaches great importance to the restraint of articles. What does Xiaolu mean by ending with such strange words?

After he divided and surrounded a letter, chewed it repeatedly, and found that the uncomfortable beginning and end actually coincided at the end of the letter, his first feeling was right, but his repeated avoidance made the beginning and end point from the overlap and widen the distance.

Now it seems that this letter not only did not meet his imagination, but it was simply the opposite direction, rushing in the opposite direction of his imagination. Xiaolu's first letter is not a lie, and the second letter is not an amendment to the first, but it is precisely a confirmation, and this confirmation is actually carried out with a hint of a wooden boat......

After he finished dissecting the letter as if he were analyzing an essay in class, his mind became very clear, because since he was a child, the most exciting thing for his mind was to study the article. Now, he could see with his eyes the story behind him, which began with Xiaolu's trembling body—that unforgettable night that he had personally experienced, of course, he had only experienced the beginning of a story, but he could see the end of the story clearly, so he hurried away from it......

But now this story has obviously completed the natural ending, but the hero of this important ending is not him but another person he doesn't know who it is......

A feeling that he had never felt before was faintly impregnated, although it was not in a hurry, but there was the force of the rhinoceros on the grassland moving slowly, as if every step was accompanied by a heavy thunder, this time he no longer avoided it, he clearly understood that it was jealousy.

This was the first time he was jealous because of Xiaolu.

Once, when he smelled the smell of Milan in the painter's studio, he also had a fire of jealousy, but the fire of jealousy was just like the old poem: a mess of thatch, burning the sky and the sky. Rise in the sky, burn fast, go quickly, and leave no trace afterward. This time, however, it was not a flame rising into the sky, but a spark that migrated like a spark in charcoal, but it moved without hesitation, and it was as painful as it was to ashes, and there was no way to dodge it.

He lay on the bed, burned over and over by the smoldering fire, and burned people everywhere in the bed, and after rolling for nearly an hour, he simply sat up, and the wind in the second half of the night was cool, but he was full of heat, and thought that he could not fall asleep anyway, so it was better to strike while the iron was hot, and write a reply.

Needless to say, he poured all the evil fire on his body into the words of this letter, he rejected the book recommended by Xiaolu, and sarcastically said that he only respected the traditional culture of his own country, and was not interested in foreign rotten things. He wished Xiaolu and her boyfriend all the best, if it weren't for the last sanity left, he almost even wrote the greetings of "early birth of a noble son".

After writing the letter in one breath, he felt that he was venting quite happily, and this venting carried a resolute attitude, which seemed to be the first time in his life.

He thought that this kind of venting would give him ease and peace, but after lying down, he still felt that there were Martian people everywhere on the bed, but his eyelids were already heavy, and when he came from his parents' room, he had already brought the old alarm clock, which he had had since he could remember, and although it was old, the quality was quite good, and he dialed it to half past six—forty-five minutes later than usual. Then he leaned his head against the wall at the head of the bed, and he didn't want to sleep, but this natural state made him fall into a deep sleep in no time.