"Hanmiao -"

"Qinggu -"

they both opened their mouths and their eyes were entangled.

"You say it first." Xia Qinggu said.

She is used to waiting and listening. Sometimes she gets along with her friends. Most of the time, she is in the downwind, even with Jiang Hanmiao.

"I'm in Gu's home these days, learning medical skills from my master. He took my mobile phone. I didn't mean not to contact you." He explained to her.

Xia Qinggu's eyes were slightly moved.

The next second is like a valley.

"You don't have to explain to me," she said.

As soon as the voice fell, her hand was tightly held by him, almost quickly and eagerly. Jiang Hanmiao said: "Qinggu, I want you to know my heart!"

He held her hand to his heart.

Poop, poop, so powerful, so fierce.

Health, rhythm and beauty emanate from him, just like a little cute tiger growing up, constantly absorbing the human dew, looking for a bright way.

Xia Qing glanced at her face and said in a soft voice, "go ahead and be busy. I'll do the things behind."

"Qinggu..." Jiang Hanmiao's eyes are dim.

But she no longer spoke, relying on the water, closed her eyes, silent as snow.

Looking at her refusal to communicate and refuse the approach of his heart, Jiang Hanmiao had to turn around and go out of the door.

Hearing the movement outside the door, Xia Qinggu covers her face.

She doesn't know what's wrong. She wants to give him a chance and try with him, even if it's just a madness, open up to accept his love.

But a heart that has been covered with dust for a long time has not been knocked open by Jiang Hanmiao.

Two times of physical contact, the first time maybe with some kind of destructive mood, she did not know that she would do more extraordinary things.

There was no impression at that time, except for embarrassment.

But this time it's different.

She felt and remembered every slight change, every intense and emotional change.

At that time, forget the shame, forget the discomfort, forget the bottom of my heart concerns, perhaps due to drugs, she felt that all that is not true of her.

But, in but just, in he grabbed her hand, against his heart, listening to his intense heartbeat, she heard the voice of flowers for the first time.

Ding -

the heartstrings tremble.

Her heart moved at that moment.

Throbbing, heart trembling to the fierce beat, she felt unprecedented experience, that is a kind of voice from the soul pleasure, that is a kind of feeling that makes her soul lonely and expelled.

Heart, such as the desert, is at a loss to be defeated by the waves.

She didn't know who she was or who it was.

A trace of fear in the heart.

She was greedy, wanted to get him, wanted to have him, forever

What a terrible idea. Since she was born, she has never had such a disastrous obsession with anything, people or things.

Life is abandoned from the beginning, she is used to being abandoned, and never dare to ask for more things.

Therefore, everything in life, came, she accepted.

To leave, she never wanted to stay.

No retention, no injury, no sadness, it seems that can let her feel full of security, also feel that they will not be abandoned.

No relationship has been established, no one has been put into the heart, no one will face the pain of losing him, and no one will feel the unspeakable pain.

My heart is trembling. I'm going to retreat for him, or for myself.

Withdraw from this step, endure the present moment of confusion, wait for peace of mind, wait for her to know how to face him calmly, maybe she wants to see him.

Dare not love age, but met a live for love and he.

Xia Qing's face is slightly astringent, and her lips and teeth are full of endless melancholy and bitterness.

The heart of war and chaos, always can not find the shore to dock, has been in the heart of the wild horse as disorderly galloping.

She took a bath, wrapped in a bath towel, came to the room, and her mobile phone was knocked out.

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick.

There are fan Qianqian's, Du Yifan's, Li Yaya's, and even Kong Duoduo's

Tick!

A text message tone.

"Qinggu, remember to have breakfast. There's egg noodles just laid in the kitchen pan

She raised her head, high, as if a bow, tears will flow down.

"Fool!"

Why does this fool want to be nice to her?

Women, a lonely heart for so long, in the face of a relentless pursuit of men offensive, inevitably will be surging.However, what she said, he deliberately avoided, as always good to her.

Changed a suit of clothes, she ate noodles in a hurry, ready to go out to work, but at the door to see Kong Duoduo.

She was slightly surprised.

"General manager, why are you here?" She asked.

Kong Duoduo's face was covered with stubble. Obviously, he didn't sleep all night. He even had dark circles under his eyes.

There was a bitter smile on his lips.

"I'll give you a day off and come back to work when you're in a good mood." He said.

Xia Qing Gu is stunned. Does he know what happened to Du Yifan?

How did he know?

She whispered, "I'm fine. I don't need to ask for leave. I can go to work now."

At the end of the speech, Xia Qinggu walked down the stairs.

Kong Duoduo blocked her way.

"You'd better take a day off. Sometimes the pain comes more slowly. I'll give you a day off. You have to finish the task and get paid as usual." He said.

“……” Xia Qinggu.

With such a boss, will the company go bankrupt?

When Kong Duoduo turns around, Xia Qinggu looks at his back and says, "what's the relationship between you and Du Yifan?"

Kong Duoduo was shocked.

His back to her, a pair of eyes flashing with indescribable color.

However, he did not say much.

"Whatever the relationship, it doesn't affect the work between you and me."

Kong Duoduo dropped this sentence and left.

As soon as he left, Xia Qinggu had to go home.

Only half an hour later, the door clanked.

Fan Qianqian rushed in.

"Qinggu, Qinggu, what's the matter with you? I just received a message from Jiang Hanmiao. He asked me to accompany you. Are you sick? " She felt her head and neck.

Before, she forced to add the number of Jiang Hanmiao. Every time that portrait is silent, today is the first time to receive his message.

Xia Qinggu can't laugh or cry.

"What's the matter? Isn't that good? " She said.

"Since it's OK, why don't you go to work?" Fan Qianqian smelled a strange smell.

She squinted at Xia Qinggu, a face "you don't take me as a fool" look.

“……” Xia Qinggu.

Domino reaction? If Kong Duoduo doesn't force her to have a holiday, he won't dig out the matter of last night and bring it up again.