Detachment
Oh my God, it's eleven o'clock. How long did I sleep? What about chasing dreams? Do I also want to say that running in the sunset is my lost youth? Xia Zijin was still recalling last night's "dream" just now, and suddenly woke up again. After all, there's a lot more to do.
Just when Xia Zijin finished washing up and was about to start continuing the research and development work, Cai Jie's call came, since he drank so much wine last night, so Xia Zijin's attitude towards Cai Jie today is amiable. Fortunately, Cai Jie just talked about Zeqing's situation, and it was said that he would be discharged from the hospital soon, and finally said in a deep tone, "Your own stomach will take care of it yourself." He hung up the phone.
Hung up the phone in fear, and Xia Zijin, who picked up the flour sieve, thought of another thing. So I picked up my phone again.
"Tease, Auntie, are they living habits? Tell me what is missing. ”
"Everything was fine. Sister-in-law, don't you really need to tell them that you helped you? Maybe it will improve your relationship a bit. Deng Shenglin thought about it and said his thoughts, Xia Zijin's feelings for Xu Zeqing, his attitude towards his family, as a bystander, he really completely turned against Xia Zijin.
"No, in this case, maybe I won't be able to help anything. It doesn't matter if they know whether I did it or not, after all, many things are actually what Zeqing said. All I want now is to hear Zeqing say I love you. Xia Zijin said seriously, however
"You've got enough, I can't listen to it anymore. If you have something to call," Deng Shenglin hung up the phone without waiting for Xia Zijin to speak.
"It seems that he has never seen my lyrical side, and he will often give him lyricism in the future." Xia Zijin thought silently.
wasted a lot of time on how to get Deng Shenglin used to his sentimentality and gentleness. Later, even he wanted to vomit, so Xia Zijin began to do the right thing. Everyone is narcissistic.
After an afternoon of struggle, I tried more than 20 breads, and finally ate a good taste. But Xia Zijin wasn't quite sure if it really tasted good, or because he had eaten too much, so he comforted himself like this. After some struggle, I had to call Lin Kun again and ask him to try it.
Lin Kun's brows were obviously furrowed when he saw the bread, it seemed that he had eaten enough in the past few days. After eating the first few more, Lin Kun spoke:
"Xia Zijin, be serious next time."
Yes, the ones that Lin Kun ate before were actually the same except for the shape. After selection, Lin Kun actually chose the one chosen by Xia Zijin.
"That's it, name. Whoever knows me is worried; Those who do not know me say what I want. Xia Zijin blurted out that naming this thing is the simplest, but it is also the most meaningful.
yes, people who know me, know all my emotional changes. Whoever doesn't know me, why should I talk to him?