With a sweet smile, he raised his hand and waved his hand briskly at the drone, and Ming Sheng turned around and walked his own way.

There was still a buzz behind him.

Wherever you go.

The buzz tickles people's hearts.

She turned back frequently, but unfortunately the machine couldn't speak, let alone communicate, so she was reluctant to go her own way.

Too lazy to take another look.

The cool drone followed her all the way until she reached the bus stop, then turned around and flew back.

Mingsheng looked thoughtfully at its distant figure.

- So, is it to be an invisible flower messenger?

I went back to school and received a message that the senior sister who was stranded in the field for love also came back to class, I thought that the evening shift could finally be taken in turn, but the first thing this senior sister did when she came back was to resign with Sister Fei.

- Completely put the burden on and quit.

Sister Fei almost smoked seven tricks, so she could talk about it, and she raised her salary and said a bunch of good things, so Mingsheng had to let go.

Promised to help until the beginning of next month.

The last time Zhao Qingqing was in distress, she finally realized the danger of returning late, and she didn't want to do the café job anymore.

Sister Fei thanked her again and again, promising not to let her go to the night shift if she recruited a newcomer.

She had no choice but to go back to work.

It suddenly rained heavily this night, and the rain curtain outside the window was endless.

An unexpected guest came to the café.

It's Song Xiaocheng.

"I happened to be passing by here, and I heard that you work in this store, so I came over to have a look." He explained his intentions, "I won't bother you, just give me a glass of iced Americano." ”

Mingsheng was surprised: "Won't you be unable to sleep at night?" ”

"I'm going to stay up all night tonight to draw a picture."

He sat down and turned on the computer, a glass of iced Americano and a dessert on the table, and sat for half an hour, with a straight posture, and sure enough, there was not a single minute to disturb her thoughts.

He is very focused on doing things, but occasionally he raises his face, and his warm gaze is fixed on the face of Mingsheng, who is busy at the bar.

The two inevitably made eye contact.

At this time, it will be a little embarrassing, and invariably hide the past with a smile, and continue with the matter in hand with a bowed head.

This is a tacit understanding that my classmates developed when they were studying.

When Song Xiaocheng got up again, the rain outside the window was already light.

Walking over to the bar, he put something down.

An umbrella.

"I have a handful of extra in my hand, so I'll use it for you." His tone was gentle, and without waiting for Mingsheng to refuse, he turned around and left.

"Wait a minute!"

Mingsheng clearly remembered that when he entered the door, he only had a wet umbrella in his hand.

Grabbing the umbrella, she chased out the door.

Song Xiaocheng walked like a fly, drenched in rain, and had already walked across the road.

He waved at her across the street, smiling as usual.

It seems that time suddenly goes back to the summer of my sophomore year of high school.

He was across the road, in the scorching sun, beckoning to her.

"Mingsheng, see you at university!"

Old memories are reproduced in my mind, like playing an old movie, with a heavy film feeling.

Ming Sheng was impulsive, but his brain couldn't react, and when he came back to his senses in a trance, he found that he had already taken a step.

She straddled the horse

Road, standing in front of Song Xiaocheng.

A slight smile on the corner of his lips.

"Song Xiaocheng." She opened her lips, "Oh, your umbrella." ”

Song Xiaocheng looked at the umbrella that had been returned to the original owner in her hand, turned his gaze back to her face, and said with a smile: "Didn't you say that it was good for you?" ”

"Give it to me, and you'll get drenched in the rain."

"It's drenched, maybe I like me in the rain."

He slipped the umbrella back into her hand and looked at her with a sparkling gaze: "I was in a rain in France, and suddenly I had an inspiration, and I won the award with this inspiration." ”

Mingsheng listened freshly and opened his eyes wide: "Is it so magical?" ”

"Hmm." Song Xiaocheng paused, "It was raining that day, and I went to see the Paris Opera House for you." ”

"We read The Phantom of the Opera and you said you wanted to see the Paris Opera and hear the Phantom wearing a mask and singing Thinkofme on stage......"

A palm-sized sycamore leaf above her head fell on Mingsheng's shoulder, and Song Xiaocheng leaned over slightly to help her take it.

There was a touch of sadness in his eyes.

"I thought we would go to see it together, but that day I found out that I was the only one, so you are so unrighteous."

"I have a bad memory, and I almost forgot the plot."

Mingsheng smiled dryly, his eyelashes covering the gloom under his eyes.

"Really?"

Song Xiaocheng couldn't hide his disappointment, his fingers pinched the sycamore leaves on his fingertips, and then raised his eyes and stared deeply at her face, "Actually, it's a tragedy." ”

"We were too young to appreciate a tragedy that was destined to be a tragedy."

Song Xiaocheng left, and took the sycamore leaf when he left.

Mingsheng looked at it sadly, only feeling that his heart was barren.

He left, as if he had taken with him a lot of things, and she was stunned.

Turning around and about to go back to the store, he suddenly heard the roar of an engine behind him.

She has not been in a few luxury cars, and she is particularly sensitive to this kind of sound.

The fox twisted his face suspiciously.

As far as the eye could see, a silver Ferrari was speeding by, the windows were closed, and the people inside were not visible.

But it was a license plate that she was unusually familiar with.

She stood in place, holding an umbrella in her hand, suddenly at a loss.

The raindrops fell, and the face was cold.

A day later, she received a phone call from the library.

"Hello Miss Mingsheng, I'm your personal yoga instructor Xiaoman, can you give me five minutes? We need to make an appointment for the class......"

Yoga instructor?

Mingsheng slowly remembered that there was such a thing.

- Don't go to the class. Get you a yoga teacher and you go to class.

When he said this at the time, he was completely unilaterally informed and did not give her a chance to refuse.

It's really his personal style.

To put it bluntly, he is authoritarian and inherently suitable to be a dictator.

Of course, the consequences of disobedience to the dictator are also severe.

Mingsheng endured all kinds of discomfort in his heart, discussed his time with his personal trainer sister in a gentle tone, and finally thought about it and asked, "Can I start classes again at the beginning of next month?" ”

The personal trainer asked the reason, and Mingsheng bluntly said that he would work until the end of the month, really

I can't pull away. ()

I always remembered the scene when he drove away the day before, Mingsheng was uneasy, thought about it again, and sent someone a message.

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[Yoga class, I want to go back to the beginning of next month, is it okay?] 】

[Senior sister resigned, the boss will not be able to find anyone for a while, begging me to help until the beginning of next month]

waited until the eyelids were fighting, and finally waited for the phone to vibrate.

You can feel the cold air through the screen of your mobile phone.

Liao Liao's two words.

【Whatever you want】

Mingsheng suddenly woke up, and fell into a deep dazed night in the dark night.

Is it because I bumped into her and Song Xiaocheng meeting privately one after another, that they suddenly spoke coldly again, right?

It's just that she's not the kind of character who can speak softly and be coquettish and pleasing people.

When he is upset, he is often stuck with it, and sometimes he has negative thoughts such as "I can't handle it", "I'm tired", and "Let's finish it quickly".

When Ming Sheng was dazed, he raised his injured index finger.

The wound that had been cut by the splinters had healed, but the scar was still clear.

I've had a scarred affair, that's about it.

It is very fragile, and at any time it will tear open a new bloody wound, and an old scar will add a new wound.

The two returned to a state of disconnection.

The state of being interrupted is the most uncomfortable.

Although Ming Sheng didn't deliberately inquire about his news, Fu Xizhou was too famous, and on this day, the news of his arm injury reached Ming Sheng's ears.

"I heard that he has a crush on the cheerleading team of the Sports University, and in the past two days, he has been running to the Sports University at both ends, and he is also fighting with the big guys of the sports university basketball team, and the forwards fouled him and knocked him down, and he was injured."

Maybe the name "Fu Xizhou" is too ostentatious, and every time the news related to him comes with a little peachy flavor.

Who is the cheerleader this time?

There are too many warblers and Yanyan around him, almost all of them are taken by others, and Mingsheng can't figure out who he has taken the initiative to like.

All she knew was that—

He was probably in a bad mood.

The news of his injury was like a needle, piercing Mingsheng's restlessness.

Have you been touching your head lately?

How do you get injured one after another?

"Is he badly injured?" She finally couldn't help but ask Schumanman.

"I heard that it's a little bruised, wrapped in gauze, ahaha, the handsome guy turned out to the character of a glass beauty."

Schumanmann seemed to have discovered a new world, covering his mouth and calling, "Mingsheng won't be, right?" Do you want to rob Fu Xizhou with me? That's over, the strongest competitor has appeared, and I definitely can't snatch you......"

Mingsheng denied with a red face: "Ask casually, who asked you to discuss this person in the bedroom every day." ”

"What kind of person, he's Fu Xizhou!"

Schumanman suddenly became energetic, and looked at Ming Sheng intently: "Ming Sheng, do you want to try to like Fu Xizhou!" Really, the two of you are very compatible, I am willing to knock you pair of Tianyan CP with sincerity! ”

"Oh no! I'm going to hand Fu Xizhou a small note, and tell him not to look for any big cheerleaders, we have a Mingsheng in the dormitory, that's ......"

"Manman!"

Mingsheng was really afraid that Schumanmann's mouth would spit out something outrageous, "I beg you to stop!" Don't do this again

() Joked. ”

Although he tried his best to hide () in front of his roommates, but that night () [()] "Come []& watch the latest chapter & full chapter" (), Mingsheng still sent him a condolence of concern.

[Are you injured while playing?] Isn't it serious? 】

[Don't get hurt anymore, it's clear that the previous knife wound hasn't healed yet]

After the message was sent, I waited until one o'clock in the evening, but I couldn't wait for a reply even a word.

Mingsheng stared at the phone screen and bit his lip lightly.

On Friday night, she quietly returned to Twilight.

Curled up on the couch and waited all night, but no one saw the door pushed open.

Following.

As usual, he didn't plan to go home, so Mingsheng returned to school, found a place where no one was, and dialed a number.

The other side quickly picked it up: "Hey, Mingsheng? ”

"Li Jing'er." Mingsheng mustered up his courage, "Your sister's birthday party, are you still going to invite me?" ”

"Of course."

Li Jinger gave her an affirmative answer, and told her the time and address of the party without waiting for Mingsheng to take the initiative to ask.

&nbs

p; Mingsheng didn't set foot on such an occasion, and he was daunted before he went.

Cautiously asked, "What does your sister usually like?" ”

When you go to someone's birthday party, it's always bad to be empty-handed.

She prayed silently in her heart, hoping that what Li Waner liked, she could afford to consume.

"She usually collects some perfumes."

Li Jing'er spoke in a pleasant tone, and did not treat Mingsheng as an outsider, and said with a pun, "Our brother and sister have similar preferences." ”

Mingsheng was stunned, and said "Thank you for the invitation" before hanging up the phone.

She was a poor student and didn't know how to perfume, so she had to humbly ask Sister Fei for advice.

Sister Fei recommended two niche perfumes, the price was moderate, and it was barely a gift.

The two bottles of perfume together cost her half a month's salary.

Mingsheng gritted his teeth and placed an order.

The party is on Sunday night.

She picked out a pink woolen cardigan, a tight white T outlining graceful curves, and paired it with a youthful denim skirt.

It's not as good as those trendy men and women, but it's much more attentive than usual on campus.

Mingsheng can still think about it.

This kind of occasion full of rich second generations, no matter how she dresses up, she will look shabby, so she just doesn't bother, she thinks it's good to look good.

This is already the most formal dress in her wardrobe.

The café was particularly busy in the evening, and by the time Mingsheng took off his work clothes, the birthday party had already begun.

Li Jinger asked her in WeChat: [Do you want to release pigeons? 】

[Sorry, sorry, work delayed, I'll be here in twenty minutes]

The party was in a premium pub.

It looks like it was chartered, and the expensive supercar stopped at the entrance of the pub was a spectacular scene.

Tall and powerful security guards blocked the door, conducting routine interrogations of guests suspected of being paparazzi.

Mingsheng has no invitation, except for a beautiful face, everything else is mediocre.

But it went very smoothly.

Just because Li Jing'er, the owner of the body, was at the door, he stretched out his arm to separate the security guard, and acted as a flower messenger to personally lead her into the door.

He is also the protagonist of tonight, dressed in a noble handmade custom suit, with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, handsome and graceful.

() There are also gentlemen and good people in the rich second generation, and Li Jinger is this kind of person. ()

"The big cards are always the last to arrive, should I call you a 'bright big card'? ”

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Li Jinger laughed and teased her.

"I'm sorry." Mingsheng apologized in a low voice, "The café has a lot of customers tonight, and the boss is too busy." ”

"So you almost can't think of it?"

"Not either." Mingsheng is not familiar with him, so he is inevitably restrained, "The gift is ready, it will always come." ”

She handed over the perfume bag, her tone sincere and a little cautious: "A little heart, I hope you don't dislike it." ”

"Happy birthday."

"Of course not."

Li Jinger took it with a smile and said, "Mingsheng, if you don't look so nervous, I might be happier." ”

Mingsheng smiled, but smiled very reluctantly: "I'll work hard." ”

Li Jinger smiled lightly.

He walked in front and took her to find his sister Li Wan'er.

Mingsheng followed awkwardly.

The Li family twins have excellent backgrounds and have a wide range of friends, Li Guaner is an athlete, and he was an international equestrian champion before he went to college.

Mingsheng had only seen her twice and was quite impressed by her.

She didn't think that Li Guaner would have an impression of a little transparent like her, who had no sense of existence.

I just hope that the meeting will not be too embarrassing.

I couldn't help but wander around.

There were a lot of guests at the party, men and women, fat and thin, girls with noble temperament and luxury gathered in twos and twos, each with a glass of champagne, chatting about the big-name haute couture that had just been bought recently.

There are also people who are dressed sexily, leaning enchantingly beside the man, revealing a large piece of spring light on the back of their chests.

The overhead spotlight was dim and dark, skimming over every face with an unfamiliar face and a pompous expression.

As far as the eye could see, I didn't see the person I wanted to see.

Mingsheng is like a little white who plunges headlong into the glitzy world, a pure and restless face, full of inplace.

Started to regret coming here a little.

It's clearly uncomfortable for yourself.

"Wan'er is slumped in the box over there."

Li Jinger tried to relieve her nervousness by chatting, "She doesn't drink very well, she pours a glass, and she wants to learn to drink heavily." ”

"She must be so happy."

Mingsheng agreed, thanking him in his heart for his approachability.

"Xizhou is also there."

Li Jinger's unexpected sentence made Mingsheng's crampedness climb to the highest point.

Her steps were sluggish, and she stopped talking.

Li Jing'er kept smiling and waited patiently for her to speak.

His hand ...... Are you okay? ”

There was no sympathy in Li Jinger's leisurely tone: "Playing ball is so fierce, it's strange that your hands will be good." ”

"Either toss yourself or torture your brothers, everyone will have a hard time."

He looked at her with blazing eyes: "Mingsheng, what about you?" ”

Mingsheng was stunned for a moment.

"It should ...... Not so good. She slurred, her gaze wandering.

Li Jinger understood it, and he didn't force him to ask, but just made a "please" action.

() The two girls drank too much, staggered towards Li Jing'er, and dragged him left and right and refused to let go.

"Li Jing'er, you are not kind."

"That's right, snub the two of us, aren't we beautiful?"

The two girls borrowed the strength of the wine, one deadlifted, the other pushed, and Li Jinger was full of embarrassment.

"Let's go, what's the matter, we have a bunch of people there waiting for you to drink."

"My sister is not good, and I can only entertain the guests."

Li Jinger turned his face and looked at Ming Sheng apologetically, "Can you go in by yourself?" ”

Mingsheng hesitated and nodded.

Li Jinger left with peace of mind.

Seeing that Li Jinger was submerged by men and women, Ming Sheng hesitated in place for a while.

Everything around her was so strange that she was intimidated.

Actually, I want to run away.

Behind him, a reckless guest knocked over a plate of champagne in the waiter's hand, and the smell of alcohol floated in the air, which made people dizzy and unreal.

Laughter erupted from the postmodern box.

Men and women, so unhappy.

She finally didn't have the courage to give up halfway, so she walked slowly and stood at the door of the box.

At a glance, I saw the man in the middle of the box, the stars holding the moon.

The box was dim, the light and shadow were ambiguous, and Fu Xizhou was sitting in the corner of the narrow couch, with overlapping long legs and a lazy posture, occupying the absolute C position.

Even the light and shadow are especially fond of him.

Gently swiping across the bridge of his nose, his hard, angular jaw, and the swaying red wine in his hand, he can say nothing, do nothing, and he is already the best spokesperson for luxury.

Two beautiful girls sat on either side of him, one on the left and one on the right, with a smile on their faces, and the crisp chest on the left was half exposed, sexy and bold, and the slender hands with red nail polish seemed to have brushed his sleeves.

Frivolous and provocative.

Su Yingyue's face on the right was not worried, but she couldn't attack because there were too many people.

Fu Xizhou smiled faintly, half-lying, his left hand was wrapped in gauze, and his intact right hand was shaking the wine glass casually, ignoring the girls' secret competition.

He's used to being left and right.

Anyway, where he is, the woman will try her best to take the initiative to stick it, and she can't get rid of it.

The next second, he turned his face.

The originally smiling gaze suddenly froze, and the smile on his face disappeared immediately, cold and sharp.

When their eyes met, a chill that penetrated into their hearts rose from the soles of their feet.

She retreated.

I have never regretted it so much.

Regret coming here.

Regret and shame.

Li Jinger told her that the other person was here.

But he didn't tell her that he was surrounded by all kinds of girls, and those were the people in his circle.

She still thought too simply.

On such an occasion, it is difficult for her to see the stitches and say a word to him.

All the courage poured out in his cold eyes.

Mingsheng was instigated.

"Hey, why are you here?"

Su Yingyue's sharp eyes found her at the door.

couldn't handle the rivals present, so she pointed the finger at the innocent Ming at the door

sheng (), to vent the anger of the heart.

Her voice is harsh? ()?『 Come and see the latest chapter ♀ in its entirety'(), ♀ causing everyone in the box to look at the door.

Gossip abounded: "Hey, who is this?" ”

Su Yingyue's voice was delicate and arrogant: "I know her, the daughter of the driver of Fu Xizhou's family, who lives in his worker's house." ”

"There's her everywhere."

She muttered in front of everyone's dissatisfaction: "This par is real, how can anyone come in......"

Mingsheng's face was hot as fire.

She couldn't get used to the stares of so many strangers, and she couldn't stand being the object of these people's judgments.

She didn't see Li Wan'er.

In the shadow of the box, a drunken girl lay sideways, her hair dyed gray hanging down.

But with so many eyes on her, Mingsheng no longer had the courage to enter the door and ask if that person was Li Wan'er.

"The driver's daughter." Youyun grinned and hung his voice, "Xizhou, shouldn't you come to pick you up?" ”

A burst of laughter ensued.

"What do you think?"

Fu Xizhou shook his wine glass with a smile, lazily prevaricating.

It's just a pair of dark eyes, staring at her without emotion at a distance.

The tone was ambiguous: "I think, eight or nine are not far from ten." ”

Fu Xizhou didn't make a sound yet, but Su Yingyue jumped out first to speak for him: "What nonsense, who is Xizhou, he doesn't eat cheap nest grass." ”

"Oh, he doesn't eat cheap nest grass, he eats the expensive Miss Su, right?"

"What to eat or not, I hate you to death."

Su Yingyue's voice was delicate, but she was actually satisfied that others had linked her to Fu Xizhou, and pretended to raise her arm to beat each other.

Mingsheng's cheeks were hot.

While the waiter entered the box with a wine bottle, he quickly retreated from the door without saying a word.!

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