The phone was dialed, beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep.
Song Xiaoya didn't know, so she called again subconsciously. This time, it was more simple. She was prompted by voice directly that the user didn't exist!
She was stunned and looked down at her mobile phone, with a blank look on her face.
Is it broken? Just now, we can get through. It's only a short time, and the user doesn't exist again!
Are you teasing her?
Think about it carefully. If the other party pulls you into the blacklist, the number will be empty.
She was a little surprised, that is to say, did Qiao runzhe pull her black? Did she do something to offend him last night?
She thought hard for a long time, only thought that Qiao runzhe forced her to drink, and then She's drunk!
The sporadic pictures in the brain are almost all the things that happened after Jiang Beichen took her back. I don't remember the situation at the scene at all!
Qiao runzhe is really strange. He always smiles in front of people and seems to be very friendly. He looks so handsome and elegant. However, in the process of several contacts, song Xiaoya finds that he is a little mean and deliberately makes trouble for her.
This can be seen from last night when he forced her to drink by playing games.
Thinking about this, song Xiaoya shakes her head. Since the phone can't get through, I'll meet you later and ask again. Anyway, one is the protagonist in the play and the other is the designer in the play. You can always see it again.
In the afternoon, song Xiaoya stayed alone in the studio on the second floor. Now it is only her chassis. She is designing several costumes for the protagonist in the later stage of the film.
Maybe because of the influence of yesterday's drunkenness, she still has some dizziness in her head. She can't concentrate all the time, and she starts to think about things in a moment.
From time to time, the pictures of last night and this morning when she and Jiang Beichen were together made her blush and heartbeat, and her hands were sweating.
Song Xiaoya shakes her mind, touches her hot face with her hand, and reminds herself in a low voice, "Song Xiaoya, don't think about that again!"
She has made up her mind to be a person with integrity, and can't do things that destroy other people's feelings, so that thing is regarded as never happened.
However, after drawing for a while, she can't help but start thinking about the picture with Jiang Beichen. There's no way to completely forget it.
"What's the matter with me?" Song Xiaoya bit her lip and said to herself.
If it continues like this, it's definitely not a good thing for her!
She had no choice but to start in a daze, staring at the drawings for a long time, but no longer have the heart to continue to work.
Simply, she picked up the brush and began to scribble on the paper. She drew whatever she thought. After a while, she found that he had drawn the outline of a person's upper body.
It looks a bit like Jiang Beichen.
She was surprised, and quickly picked up the eraser to wipe it off, but looked at it and felt a little reluctant.
Simply put down the eraser, according to their own ideas to continue processing on the drawing, there are deletions, but also add, finally feel OK, she put down the pen.
On the drawing, she drew a man's suit with her unique design!
Pick up the manuscript and have a look. Yes, she is very satisfied.
The simple suit style is used for reference in the large outline, and some retro elements of ancient clothes are added in the detail design. In her eyes, if it is worn on Jiang Beichen's body, it must be very perfect!
Song Xiaoya is looking at his design draft and appreciating himself when the mobile phone on the desk suddenly rings again. She picked up her mobile phone and looked at the caller ID. It was song Tianyu who called her.
Then she remembered that she had not called home for several days.
"Hello, brother, are you looking for me?" She answered the phone.
On the phone, song Tianyu's tone was obviously with some anger, "Xiaoya, I just went to your school to find you."
Song Xiaoya was shocked when she heard the speech.
Song Tianyu went to school, which means that he already knows about her dropping out of school. Maybe he even heard the news that she was taken care of.
"Xiaoya, why didn't you discuss with your family and quit school?" Song Tianyu asked angrily.
"I I'm afraid you're worried about me. " Song Xiaoya has some weak answers. She feels up and down in her heart.
Song Tianyu has been very kind to her since childhood. He has never been so angry with her.
Now, her brother's questioning way of talking to her shows that he is very angry.
"Are we worried? That is to say, if I don't go to school, are you going to hide it forever? "
Song Xiaoya is speechless. If possible, she really intends to hide it forever.
"Well, let's not talk about that. Where are you now? I'll drive to pick you up, and we'll have a family reunion dinner. " Song Tianyu said to her.At this time, song Xiaoya remembered that today is new year's day.
"I'm outside now, and I don't know where the address is." Song Xiaoya was a little nervous and made up an excuse.
"Take a look at the buildings around and tell me. I'll pick you up right away." He often runs business outside. He knows all the landmarks and famous places in the city.
"No, I'm still a little busy. I'll take a taxi when I'm done." Song Xiaoya quickly explained.
"I feel like you're hiding something from me." Song Tianyu asked suspiciously.
"No, don't you know me? How could I lie to you! " Song Xiaoya was afraid that he would think more, so she quickly explained to him, "I recently found a job with a heavy task, so I didn't call you."
After that, she was afraid that song Tianyu would not believe it. She added, "I'll ask for the address in a moment, and I'll send it to your mobile phone right away. You can pick me up."
"Well, be careful and wait for me there." She said to let him pick it up. Now Song Tianyu felt relieved.
"Well, I'll wait for you." Song Xiaoya answered and hung up.
Thinking about the surrounding address, she sent the address of the nearest bus line to song Tianyu's mobile phone.
After sending a text message, song Xiaoya quickly packed up her things and went out with her backpack.
By the time song Xiaoya got to the street, it had been almost twenty minutes.
It's getting late in the afternoon. It's a little windy and the outdoor temperature is a little low. Song Xiaoya wraps herself in a thick cotton coat and stands by the side of the road waiting for song Tianyu's car to come.