In the morning, Liang Jinping opened the office door and saw a paper bag package on the chair, and knew that someone had come to his room.

She didn't care about anything else, and quickly rummaged through the contents of the folder.

Fortunately, the thing is still there, but I don't know if anyone has seen it.

Liang Jinping turned her head to open the paper bag, it was the clothes she sent to the hospital a few days ago, she took out the neatly stacked coat and prepared to hang it on the hanger, with the gentle shaking of the clothes, a note slowly floated down.

Liang Jinping leaned over and picked it up from the ground and unfolded the note.

【Zhou Manman】

She heard Shirakawa Canghe mention this name in the hospital, but she was so busy during this time that she didn't have time to ask the people in the training hall.

She took out her phone from her bag and opened the chat history at the top of WeChat.

[Your friend gave me back the clothes]

[Did you come to the training gym today?] Why didn't I see you? 】

Not long after, the WeChat prompt sound came.

Shirakawa Canghe: [Got it]

Immediately after that: [I've been there in the morning, but I'm not here now.] 】

After Bai Chuan Canghe replied to Liang Jinping's message, he put down his phone, thought for a moment, picked it up again, rummaged through the address book, and clicked on a blank chat dialog.

[Why didn't you come to the training gym this morning?] 】

Zhou Manman: [I'm in trouble (tearful face)]

Shirakawa Canghe: [What's going on? 】

Zhou Manman: [It's hard to say]

When Zhou Manman walked out of the office building with her backpack wrapped around her hands and miserable, it was already noon, she turned her neck twice, and she didn't dare to breathe when she stood there, and her whole body was stiff at this time.

She looked up at the sun above her, which shone through the gaps between the office buildings, dazzling on a cold winter day.

Zhou Manman's eyes narrowed, trying to control the tears that wanted to burst out of his eyes.

Why can't you do anything?

I originally thought that if I won the first place in the competition and got the opportunity to sign a contract, my bad life would get better little by little, but it backfired, why did I always fall down and give myself a heavy blow when I was happiest and most looking forward to the future?

Zhou Manman sniffed and told herself that she couldn't cry, and crying couldn't solve the problem, she thought silently in her heart over and over again.

Suddenly, I felt a wetness on my face, the scene in front of me became blurry, and the wind blew, making my face extremely cold.

Alas, the habit of crying can't be changed.

Zhou Manman walked aimlessly for a long time with a pair of eyes crying like peaches, and Leng Buding tripped over something under his feet, and the sketches in his bag were scattered all over the ground.

Yes! Zhou Manman's heart is about to collapse, why is his luck so bad!

Finally couldn't help it, she cried out with a "wow", from sobbing to squatting on the ground and crying.

"Zhou Manman, is that you?" A voice sounded overhead.

She quickly stopped when she heard the voice, raised her head curiously, and didn't forget to rub her cuffs twice on her face.

Shirakawa Canghe looked down at her, carrying a paper bag in his hand.

"Shirakawa, why are you here?" Because of the bitter cry she had just had, her voice was full of strange nasals.

"I live here." As he spoke, he pointed to a building not far away, and Zhou Manman realized that the buildings around him were very unfamiliar, and he didn't know where he was going.

"What's wrong?" Shirakawa Canghe looked at her crying red nose and teary eyes, as well as the crumpled paper scattered all over her feet.

"I got into trouble and got the company in trouble." After speaking, Zhou Manman felt a sour nose again, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously pruned.

"Then you, do you want to cry in another place?" Shirakawa Canghe asked tentatively.

"Huh?" The corners of Zhou Manman's drooping mouth immediately opened in surprise.

"If you cry like this, others will think that I am bullying you." Shirakawa Canghe smiled, bent down and squatted in front of her, lowered his head to tidy up the sketches on the ground, and pinched them in his hands.

Zhou Manman looked at the smile, forgot to cry, and watched Bai Chuan Canghe's series of movements motionlessly.

"Let's go." Shirakawa Canghe stood up, saw that she was stunned and didn't speak, and stretched out his palm towards her.

Her cute eyes wandered from Bai Chuan's handsome face to his wide and delicate palm.

This must be that God saw that she was too miserable and sent an idol to comfort herself.

Zhou Manman timidly stretched out his hand, muttering in his heart, "Yes, yes", but his hand was placed in his warm palm without hesitation.

Bai Chuan Canghe quietly put away his eyes, the soft little hands in his palms were cold, he cried for a long time in this cold wind, this coolness climbed all the way up along his palm, as if some small insect had penetrated his body along his sleeves, itchy.

He settled down, and with a little force in his hand, Zhou Manman stood up with his strength.

"Let's go." His voice was soft, as if there was a hint of bewitchment, and Zhou Manman didn't want to follow him.

She obediently followed behind Bai Chuan Canghe, and looked down at the hands held by the two, Bai Chuan Canghe had slender fingers, wrapping all her small hands in it, with distinct bones and very beautiful.

Unlike the last time when she secretly held hands, this time it was Shirakawa Canghe who took the initiative to hold her.

Although she also knew in her heart that Bai Chuan was comforting herself.

But Zhou Manman's heart seemed to have been eaten by something, which was strange, and he was so flustered that it became difficult to breathe.

The strength of his hand is not big, as long as she uses a little force, she can slide out, Zhou Manman is a little worried, she can't help but increase her strength a little, let's enjoy this wonderful feeling for a while.

Bai Chuan Canghe, who was walking in front, felt that her hand was being held by her, and a smile bloomed in this cold day.

Today, Bai Chuan Canghe is wearing a black sweatpants, the pants are cut to wrap his slender legs, and the lines of his muscles are faintly visible as the legs swing.

Zhou Manman's mind flashed through the charming and straight hip line of Costen when he was competing, swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and quickly looked away with a weak heart, and walked with his head down.

"I'm going to open the door." Bai Chuan Canghe turned around and looked down at Zhou Manman.

She's wondering, then open it, do you still need to report it to me? When I looked up and saw the combination lock on the door of Baichuan Canghe, my face suddenly became hot.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot." She quickly let go of her hand.

"It's fine." Shirakawa Canghe reached out and unlocked it with his fingerprint, and with a "tick" sound, the door opened.

Zhou Manman looked around and looked around at the layout of the room.

Shirakawa Canghe's home is not large, mainly gray and white, with only a few simple pieces of furniture, which looks empty. However, the indoor heating is very sufficient, and as soon as he entered the door, Zhou Manman's back was a little sweaty.

"Is this your home?" She couldn't help but wonder.

"Well, it's a little small, there's another floor upstairs." He reached out and gestured to the ceiling.

Only then did Zhou Manman notice that this was a Loft apartment, and behind the refrigerator was a spiral staircase leading upstairs.

"I've been busy racing all over the world and training abroad, so I don't have anything." Shirakawa Canghe explained, as he handed Zhou Manman a glass of warm water.

"No, it's cozy." Zhou Manman stretched out his hand to take it, and his originally empty hands were filled with warmth.

"What's going on? What trouble have you had? Bai Chuan Canghe pointed to the gray sofa behind her, motioned for Zhou Manman to sit down, and then pulled over a chair and sat down in front of her.

"Yes......" Zhou Manman was looked at seriously by him, and he didn't know where to start for a while, "Yes...... Belch. ”

She immediately covered her mouth nervously, what's going on? Drop the chain at a critical moment.

"Drink saliva, don't be in a hurry." Shirakawa Canghe raised his eyelids.

"Goo Dong Goo Dong"

Zhou Manman raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth, ready to continue.

"I'm bad, Hiccup." In the quiet room, the voice was a little loud, Zhou Manman couldn't help but scream, he didn't press down after drinking so much water! Forget it, let's bite the bullet.

"Hiccup, ruined the company, Hiccup, the work of the seniors, Hiccup."

Shirakawa Canghe frowned, trying to coherent her staccato words, "You broke someone else's painting?" ”

"It's not me, Hiccup, it's my roommate, Hiccup, spilling milk tea on, Hiccup, those drawings." Zhou Manman heard him ask, and hurriedly explained with his hands dancing.

"I don't know, Hiccup, my roommate, Hiccup, what the hell is going on, it's the company, Hiccup, it was given to me, Hiccup, the first chance, I, Hiccup, I didn't take it well."

"Then you're fired?" Shirakawa Canghe asked.

"Not really." Zhou Manman said: "The person in charge, Hiccup, fought for me, Hiccup, fought for the opportunity." ”

"But I, Hiccup, I think I'm so bad, Hiccup, I was originally, I was the first place in the drawing competition, Hiccup, but, but, Hiccup, anyway, the company was disappointed in me, Hiccup, senior, too, Hiccup, very angry."

Shirakawa Canghe listened to Zhou Manman's burping and chattering, leaning forward from time to time and adding some water to the cup in her hand.

"Well, if it were me, I'd be angry." Shirakawa Canghe echoed.

"yes, Hiccup." After Zhou Manman heard what he said, he couldn't help but shed tears.

Bai Chuan Canghe couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth and wanted to laugh, this girl is really a crybaby.

"You said you were the first place in the drawing competition?" Shirakawa Canghe hurriedly found a topic.

Just as he was about to reach out to pick up the tissue he handed over, Zhou Manman saw Baichuan Canghe opposite with teary eyes, as if he was smiling.

"Are you laughing at me?" She pouted, looking a little angry.

"No, I just think." Shirakawa Canghe paused, and the words "You talk too much" were not spoken.

"What do you think? Belch. Zhou Manman asked.

"I think you look silly when you hiccups." Shirakawa Canghe finally couldn't control his laughter.

"Hiccup."

"You're the first place in the drawing competition, that's amazing." The smile on Bai Chuan Canghe's face has not diminished, it turns out that this girl is still a treasure girl.

Hearing his compliment, Zhou Manman's mood was slightly better, "It's not ah, hiccup, it's just luck comparison, hiccup, good." She smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Then can I have the honor to enjoy Zhou Manman's award-winning works?" Shirakawa Canghe tilted his head and looked at her.

Zhou Manman was a little embarrassed by this expectant look, and pulled out a photo from his mobile phone in a panic.

Bai Chuan Canghe took the phone, and the unyielding unyielding of the person in the painting fell into his eyes, and Zhou Man stared at him silently, and did not see any reaction.

After a long time, he raised his head slightly, his eyes shining, "Long Man, what an excellent painter." ”

"So, such an excellent long-term student can also be drawn."

"Then do you want to draw the broken sketch yourself?"