Dress in the house of the flute.

Huang Yi's work schedule was full, and Lin Xiangchuan could only pick it up in person.

After work, he drove back to Fanhua Shili.

I rang the doorbell for half a while, but no one answered.

As he turned to walk, he heard several muffled noises in the door.

"Is it Xiang Chuan?"

Lin Xiangchuan replied simply: "Yes." ”

Wendi fell, leaned against the wall to open the door, and when he saw Lin Xiangchuan, all the grievances these days broke out, and the tears were like beads with broken threads.

Lin Xiangchuan helped the person to the sofa and automatically sat in the position farthest from her.

As far as the eye can see, the place is dirty, messy, poor, and there is a musty smell.

Disgust and indifference instantly appeared on Lin Xiangchuan Yingting's face.

Wen Di stopped crying and explained embarrassedly:

"Xiang Chuan, the aunt you invited me to treat me here as a part-time job, she doesn't care if I live or die at all, I don't care what she does, you can change it for me."

"So you drove people away?" Lin Xiangchuan's tone was cold.

Wen Di's tearful eyes gurgled, and her heart turned her head sideways, "It's not counting, her psychological quality is not good, and I can't blame me." ...... to the river"

Lin Xiangchuan didn't care about her excuses, and interrupted coldly:

"Aunt Zhang was originally just to help take care of you, and no one can stand your temper."

Seeing this, Wen Di immediately apologized, and pretended to be pitiful.

"Xiang Chuan, I knew that I had a bad temper, but I am now a patient, my parents are not around, and I have no brothers and sisters.

Knowing that you were busy, I didn't dare to call you, and I ignored me.

I was scared to be alone in this empty house at night.

Xiang Chuan, you can stay with me tonight, please. ”

Lin Xiangchuan doesn't eat this set.

"I'm here today to get the dress."

Wen Di pretended to be stupid, "What dress?" How can I have your stuff here? ”

"Time is limited, tell me the location, I'll pick it up myself."

Wen Di knew that he couldn't fool Lin Xiangchuan, so he hugged him from behind, "Xiangchuan, I'm sorry, I didn't remember your original name before."

I don't think the name matters, so I didn't take it seriously, I didn't know you cared so much, I'm sorry, I was wrong. ”

Lin Xiangchuan broke the flute player, "It doesn't matter anymore. ”

He didn't care at all.

Wen Di will be wrong again, thinking that Lin Xiangchuan forgave himself, his eyes are like silk, his body is soft, he raised his head to kiss, but was blocked by his palm.

"Xiangchuan!"

Wen Di was taken by surprise and secretly kissed Lin Xiangchuan on the cheek, and his right hand touched his chest like a snake.

Deliberately slow down the movement a little bit to test and grope up.

The tips of his fingers had just touched his Adam's apple.

Lin Xiangchuan didn't change his color and grabbed her wrist, the tails of his eyes drooped, and his eyes were like sword light:

"Do you take it yourself, or me!"

Wen Di lowered his head very knowingly, "Okay, I'll help you get it myself, you can wait for me here." ”

Lin Xiangchuan went to the bathroom first, repeatedly cleaned the place where Wendi had kissed, and at the end, he turned back to the living room and saw her limping.

"I just called Xin'er, and she asked you to give the dress to Fu Zhao, so you don't have to give it to her personally."

Lin Xiangchuan didn't have to think about it to know that Wendi would definitely add oil and vinegar, take the dress and leave.

Wen Di immediately threw off his crutches and went crazy on the spot.

When she had enough of venting, she calmed down, sat on the carpet and squinted at her injured leg, gritting her teeth to withdraw her gaze.

"This is just the beginning, I must calm down, otherwise, Lin Xiangchuan will only get farther away from me!"

She pinched her arm while meditating in her heart, forcing herself to learn to control her emotions.

There is no need for Wen Di to specifically advise, Huang Yi is always paying attention to Xin'er, whether it is in the crew or outside.

Receiving a photo or a short video of her secretly filming Sin'er dressed up, Wen Di's facial expression changed from surprise to distortion.

Just thinking about the image of Sin'er standing in front of the camera, she couldn't stand it anymore.

The one who shines should have been her!

Knowing that all this was her own idea, she still had malice in her heart.

Zill became a marauder, and she was a scarred victim.

The dim and empty room is more like an entrance to the abyss.

Wen Di leaned against the corner with his cane and cried unwillingly.

The golden sunlight flowing outside the window filtered through the inky curtains and fell softly on the reddish-brown floor.

Irregularly mottled stealthily shifts position, moving inch by inch.

The laughter of children in the distance pricked Wendi's fragile nerves, and she suddenly pulled open the curtains.

I wanted to shout angrily, but when I looked around, the child was long gone.

She lowered her arms against the outside of her legs.

The air outside the room smelled nice and the birds were singing.

Wen Di had been exposed for so long, breathing in the fresh air without worry, when she suddenly had an idea.

Since Sin'l is her now, why can't she play Sin'er?

She deliberately put on intellectual and elegant, gentle and atmospheric makeup, covered her tears, changed into the simplest plain dress, and put on a mask to go to the West Building of Xingyuan.

At this time, Li Muzi sorted out all the students' works in the studio, and according to Xin'er's meaning, he selected one of the best daisies paintings for each person to participate in the September Daisy Painting Exhibition.

The air-conditioning is sometimes high and sometimes low.

Li Muzi saw Natsuki appear and told him that the air conditioning problem had increased again.

Xia Shu contacted the maintenance master yesterday, "This is the boss express, you take it." I'm going out for a trip. ”

Li Muzi said "um", and was just about to put the express box into the bookcase, when he saw "Xin'er" appear at the door of the studio in a wheelchair.

"Sister Xin'er ......"

The express box fell to the ground, and Li Muzi didn't care about it and went straight over.

"Sister Xin'er, why did you hurt your foot, is it serious? Are you alone in the studio? Why don't you tell us, I can pick you up. ”

"Xin'er" smiled and pointed to the delivery box, "Is that mine?" ”

Li Muzi nodded hurriedly, "Yes, it seems to be a gift from those children." ”

"Xin'er" hid his doubts, still smiling, "Go, bring it to me." ”

Xin'er never ordered Li Muzi to do anything, she was stunned for a few seconds, and obediently did so.

"Sister Xin'er, do you need me to open it for you?"

"Xin'er" was extremely fast, almost snatching a corrugated paper box the size of a document box from Li Muzi's hand, seeing that Li Muzi was dumbfounded, he smiled hurriedly:

"I can't wait to make you laugh."

Without waiting for Li Muzi to speak, "Xin'er" said again:

"I'm sick at home, and there's nothing to do, so I came to see you. I really hope that I can get better sooner and come to paint every day. ”

The doubts in Li Muzi's heart deepened, with her own understanding of Xin'er, her leg injury could not stop her enthusiasm for painting.

Could it be that in addition to the leg injury, there is also some stimulation?

"Work hard, I'll go first."

Li Muzi followed, "Sister Xin'er, I'll help you push the wheelchair." ”

The elevator door opened, and Li Muzi and "Xin'er" looked at Lu Zhixing almost at the same time.

"There can't be no one in the studio, you go to work, don't worry about me!" "Sin" has a sharp tone.