Chapter 92: It's Empty
"What does that mean?" It seems to be a small braid combed all over his head, Feng Xian is holding a handful in his hand, and Dong Zhuo has another in his hand.
Dong Zhuo smiled bitterly: "You ask your own heart, have you ever had the same expression when you think of me and talk about me?" I wanted to say something, and he immediately snapped up and said, "You don't have to go back, I know it, probably you will only frown from beginning to end as you face me now." ”
"Yes, I like him, I care about him, but so what, he doesn't belong to me anymore, and now he has a woman next to him who is perfect enough to make me want to step on two feet in spiked shoes, and I want to put a few bricks on the soles of my feet to stand in one place.
"So you just came from where he was?" Dong Zhuo's eyes were full of worry when he looked at me, which made me feel very, very special and pitiful.
"It's not." The throat shuddered a little, "It's someone I just lost." Then he pointed to my heart and told him in a crying voice, "It's empty here......
"Little Brigade ......" Dong Zhuo wanted to say something, but when he saw that I couldn't cry, he had to stop talking.
It turns out that losing someone can be so painful, even painful, no wonder Romeo burps on Juliet's front foot and he follows on his back foot, so I decided to forget all this, the judges' devastating forgetfulness skills, and throw it all away.
Goodbye Feng Xian, it's already Monday morning, she is busy in the office, often showing a strategic smile, oh my God, where is my hatred of the sky and the internal increase? I feel like I'm a lot shorter.
"What's wrong with you, did Feng Xian put the banknotes on her face, why do you keep staring at her?" Luo Su saw my strangeness, and used the skill of gossip on me, and I have been with her for four years, which I still know about Xiao Jiujiu.
"If you look pretty, take a few more looks, and do your job."
Luo Su ate my closed-door soup and said curtly: "It's worthy of wearing a pair of pants with Diao Chen, forcing me to work hard for his father's company." After listening to it, I wanted to tell her about the discord between the father and son of the Diao family, but in the end I held back, so as not to lead to new gossip.
After the lunch break, Feng Xian asked me and Luo Su to go to her office, and took a few copies of the building book to show us, I saw that it was not the company's project, and I didn't know why I wanted to read it.
"Xiao Luo Xiaolu, now I will give you fifteen copies of the building book, and the two of you will share a task, I want to know the details of the model houses of other peers before tomorrow." Feng Xian pointed to one of them and said to me: "I took a look, this real estate is just near the little hotel, I think you can take a look at it on the way home from work." ”
"So much." Luo Su looked at the snowflakes of Lou Shu, as if it was an impossible task.
"Okay, I'll go." I patted my chest and said, "It must be done." ”
Luo Su stared at me with wide eyes, thinking that I was unreasonable, I didn't want to let Feng Xian look down on me because of such a trivial matter of sesame mung beans. Just as we were about to go out, Feng Xian stopped us: "By the way, Xiaolu, your major is not right, Xiao Luo can just help you, I have a lot of things to deal with here, please Xiao Luo, you can briefly talk to Xiao Lu." ”
It wasn't until Luo Su finished telling me that I knew why she thought I was crazy, we are now equivalent to spies pretending to be buyers to set up information, of course, we can't take pictures with fanfare, we can only use our brains to write them down, and then go home and draw them by hand from memory, isn't this telling people like me to jump into the pit alive with no memory?
"Forget it, just as I'm a non-professional make-up class, you look at these places, I'll do the rest."
Luo Su felt that I had taken incorrigible food and went crazy again, and I knew that I didn't have time to talk to her, so I grabbed the building book and ran away.