Xu Anju was surprised, raised his eyes and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Find someone." Song Boli pursed his thin lips and spat out these two words, and then his slender figure disappeared into the neon lights.

Xu An decided to ask who to find, but the next moment he suddenly smiled.

Who else can I look for?

-

The toilet is not far from the noisy place of the bar, the dynamic music is even shaking with the ground, Shen Qiang washed her hands but found that there was no mirror in the toilet, she walked out with her bag, and saw the mirror at the entrance at a glance.

This mirror is surrounded by raised walls on both sides, one person in one position, and when you go in, you can't see the next door at all, and the privacy is very strong.

She slung her bag over her shoulder, stepped forward, and pulled loose powder from it to touch up her makeup.

The mirror is a full-length mirror, there is no washstand, Shen Qiang's perfect figure is visible in the mirror, slender long legs, willow waist, the shirt is a casual model, there are no buttons at the neckline, and the open place should not leak, which looks more attractive.

Shen Qiang put the loose powder in it, and then took another lipstick, and when she was about to draw her lips, she looked in the mirror, not far behind her, and her figure was stunned.

The floor trembled, the sound wave was louder and louder, under the brilliant neon lights, the man was slender, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, under the suit was strong and powerful muscles, the tie on his shirt was slightly loose, he leaned lightly against the wall, his dark eyes locked in the mirror, and his facial features flickered in the neon light.

Slender fingers, and a cigarette between them.

The tail of the cigarette was scarlet, white smoke rose, and he exhaled, and the smoke was filled.

The two of them looked at each other in the mirror.

Shen Qiang's action of applying lipstick paused, and the pupils of apricot eyes trembled.

Hell, this was the first day she came back, and she met?

Shen Qiang's eyes were still looking at the mirror, the man straightened his waist slightly, left the wall he was leaning on, extinguished the cigarette with his bare hands, and threw it into the trash can.

Then he walked leisurely, with a clear countenance, and walked towards this direction with his feet raised, his shoes making a muffled noise on the smooth floor.

As he approached, his cold facial features slowly dilated in Shen Qiang's pitch-black pupils.

Song Boli is Shen Qiang's first love, and the first man in her life who has been in love for four years.

Even if she doesn't love it, his cold facial features, indifferent demeanor, noble temperament, and noble tone have long been deeply imprinted in his mind by four years.

But it's just in the back of my mind, that's all.

Her heart, except for the first surprise when she saw him again, was no longer wavering.

Shen Qiang didn't even bother to see if he had changed in the past year, nor did he think about why he met here, let alone why he was in the bar.

As he approached, Shen Qiang's good eyesight swept him by.

Summed up in one sentence

- This man has a more mature taste than before.

Compared with Shen Qiang's inattentive gaze, Song Boli's gaze was as domineering as him, he didn't hide his gaze, and looked at Shen Qiang from head to toe, even the hair.

Finally, a conclusion is drawn

- She has become more feminine.

After a few short seconds, Song Boli stood behind Shen Qiang. The distance between the two was only half an arm's length.

His snort was filled with the scent of papyrus on her body, and he didn't know if it was perfume or shampoo, he remembered that she didn't like to wear perfume.

The figures of the two of them are reflected in the mirror.

She was only up to his shoulder, and he lowered his eyes to see her little face.

When they first got together, she often took him to the mirror to compare the height of the two, and then said to him with a smile on her eyebrows: "Look, the two of us are the cutest height difference, do you know what the cutest height difference is?" It's a good match. ”

But now, all he saw was her expressionless and retracted her gaze.

Shen Qiang looked directly at the mirror, completely ignored Song Boli behind her, picked up the lipstick and continued the action just now, she didn't know what Song Boli wanted to say or do when she came over, but she didn't care what he thought.

In short, it has nothing to do with her.

A few seconds later, Song Boli asked in a low voice, "When did you come back?" ”

Shen Qiang didn't want to deal with it, but she didn't think it would seem like she couldn't let go, so she replied lightly: "Today." ”

As she spoke, she had already put the lipstick back on her and put it in her bag.

She tried to turn away, but found that he had moved at some point, and was standing right behind her, with protruding walls on either side, and she couldn't walk from the side, and from the mirror, he seemed to wrap her around his chest.

His sudden approach left her with no way back.

But if she stays still, he can see her every move in the mirror, even if she blinks inadvertently and lowers her eyes.

"Where do you stay?" Song Boli asked again.

"Does it matter to you where you live?"

At the same time, Shen Qiang's mobile phone rang, it was a thirty-second voice from Xu Xian, she clicked on it and listened close to her ear, but the sound wave and vibration here were very strong, she could only listen to it close to her ear, and press down to increase the volume.

She finally heard Xu Xian's voice on the other end of the phone, and what she said was: "Qiang Qiang, this brother asked when you will come back!" ”

The voice was loud, not only Shen Qiang heard it, but Song Boli also heard it.

He lowered his eyes and looked at her, her makeup-made skin was fair and delicate, her fox-like eyeliner curled out along her tail, and her curled eyelashes were like a fan, trembling and flickering.

Shen Qiang's little hand jumped smartly on the keyboard.

The chat box fell into Song Boli's eyes, and he remembered that her previous WeChat avatar was a cartoon picture of a little girl holding a cat, but now it has become a photo of herself, a side face looking back, and her face is smaller with big wavy curls.

The small picture can't see the expression in the avatar clearly.

But he knew that with Shen Qiang's facial features, it would look good no matter how he shot it.

He laughed at himself, when he went abroad, his WeChat avatar was changed.

As soon as he returned home, he came to the bar to be chic, and what about him?

It's been a year, and he's still lying in that little dark room.

Shen Qiang lowered her eyes, not knowing Song Boli's thoughts, and her fingertips quickly typed in the chat box [I'll go back now, you let him wait-] Before I could type the word, the phone was taken away by a good-looking hand.

Shen Qiang looked at the mobile phone that was snatched away, frowned, and said, "What are you doing?" ”

On the left and right are raised walls, with mirrors in front and Song Boli in the back.

Looking at him in the mirror, he was expressionless and high.

Shen Qiang was a little angry, and turned around to take it back, but as soon as she turned around, she regretted it, because the moment she turned around, her thin back was instantly against the mirror, and she could only be forced to face him, and between her noses, there was a good smell of tobacco on his body.

The sound wave was very strong, the ground trembled, and the smell of tobacco on his body, all of which made Shen Qiang irritable, she stretched out her hand, her soft palm was facing up, her tone was cold, and she said, "Either return the phone to me now, or throw it away, I don't want it." ”

Song Boli held the mobile phone and didn't pay attention to it, but lowered his eyes and looked at the line of words she typed down in the chat box - [I'll go back now, you let him wait——]

I still want to go back, let him wait, heh.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and his tone was dull: "Just in such a hurry to see him?" ”

"Who am I seeing, and what does it matter to you?" After Shen Qiang finished speaking, she didn't want to continue to entangle, she stood on tiptoe and stretched out her hand to get the phone, and when the fingers that had made the extended nails touched the phone, they were taken away by Song Boli again, and he took advantage of his height for the first time to bully others.

Song Boli raised the phone with one hand, his face did not change, and the other hand used a little force to firmly lock Shen Qiang's hands.

"Song Boli!"

Shen Qiang was angry and struggled to escape from his shackles, but he grabbed him even tighter.

"Wait for the battle," Song Boli said in a deep voice, firmly grabbed Shen Qiang's two small hands with one hand, held Shen Qiang's mobile phone with one hand, clicked on Settings - Friend Permissions - Contacts Blacklist - accurately found himself, and then removed the blacklist.

After one operation, he finally saw the light.

Song Boli returned the phone to Shen Qiang as promised, he had a lot of questions to ask her, but now was not the time, so he said, "I'll send you back, don't play here." ”

I haven't seen her for a year, I snatched her phone as soon as we met, and she didn't know what she did, and Shen Qiang's idea of wanting to maintain decency was completely wiped out.

She said in an irritable tone, "I'm not playing here, what's your business?" ”

This sentence is sharp and piercing.

Song Boli was condescending, looking at her with lowered eyes, and the emotions in his dark eyes were uncertain.

I haven't seen her for a year, and she's become sharp-tongued.

"You want to go back so much," Song Boli frowned, pursed his thin lips, and said, "For that immature boy?" ”

Shen Qiang was stunned at first, and then realized who the immature boy he was talking about.

She raised her eyes to look at Song Boli and said sarcastically, "Are you very mature?" ”

When Shen Qiang finished saying this, Song Boli was stunned for a few seconds.

Shen Qiang took advantage of the moment he was stunned, raised his hand and pushed him away, and disappeared in front of him.

Song Boli stood in place, at this moment, he had a wall of air in his heart, he couldn't go up or down, when had he ever been sarcastically like this?

-

When Shen Qiang returned to the booth, the three roommates were already playing with the college students.

Xu Xian raised his voice and asked, "Why did you go for so long, he waited for you for half an hour." ”

Shen Qiang smiled: "I temporarily answered a work call and chatted a few words." ”

She didn't want to tell them that she had met Song Boli.

Gong Wenwen came to the bar without telling her husband, so the four of them didn't stay long, and the college students didn't want Shen Qiang to leave, and finally Shen Qiang agreed to add WeChat, and he let Shen Qiang go home.

Shen Qiang lives in a hotel, Xu Xian and Liao Qiqi both live in the company dormitory, and Gong Wenwen wants to go home to find her husband.

Four people shouted for a car at the same time, and after the other three got into the car, Shen Qiang's car also showed that it would arrive in ten minutes.

Shen Qiang was simply bored playing with her mobile phone, she was about to send a message to the tutor to tell him that she had returned to China, but found that she had not chatted with the tutor since she went abroad.

Just as she was about to open the chat box, she found that among the several people below the mentor, there was a familiar whale tail head.

The note has long been deleted by her, and now it is his personal screen name.

A capital S.

Shen Qiang realized that he had just taken her mobile phone and moved him out of the small black room.

A luxury car parked on the side of the road, attracting a lot of people's side eyes, and what is even more surprising is the license plate of the luxury car - Hong Kong 1.

Secretary Chen sat in the passenger seat and peeked at Song Boli in the rearview mirror.