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Long urban love novel 6 1 times 57
Author: Wang Wenhua
The first section of the first chapter is always waiting for you.
Lin Jinghui is an ordinary woman. She grew up in a middle-class family, her father was a civil servant and her mother was a teacher. Her home was in Tainan, and she didn't leave home until the university. She and her sister Wen Jing were loved by their parents since childhood, and they never lacked material and spiritual needs. Parents don't ask much of them, as long as they study hard. She does study hard, but her grades are not excellent. She was in the middle of the class from elementary school to college. The family spent a lot of money on tutoring her, but it didn't improve. After graduating from college, she applied to American graduate schools several times, but she didn't go. It took four years to apply to a university in Texas. When my master graduated, my parents came from Taiwan Province Province to attend her graduation ceremony. It took 24 hours from Taipei to her school. It was sunny in Texas in June, and two old men dressed too thick, dressed too much and dressed too formally sat in the back row, trying to watch the stage. When the dean laboriously read out "Hui-Lin Jin", she walked onto the stage with her head down. Her father took a snapshot of her in the distance, and the benefits of static are only a little bit. That night, my parents celebrated for her in China restaurant. Dad picked up a piece of fat fish for her, then patted her on the shoulder and said, "When you finish school, you can find someone."
This faintly touched Jinghui's sore spot. She felt that the fishbone was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't swallow it or spit it out. Jing Hui is a lovely girl. Dress up a little. Some people even say that she is beautiful. Growing up, she gave the impression that she was obedient, but in her growing years, the basic requirement of obedience was emotional blank. In high school, when her classmates had started to fall in love and have abortions, she didn't even dare to look at the boys. I go home at the last minute every night and seldom go out to play on weekends. The neighbor said, "Your Jing Hui is so nice. You are so lucky!" "Jing hui is so beautiful, but she is not fun. You teach well! " Mother Lin always smiles and says politely, "Where, where ..." But she is very proud.
It's just that this advantage, which once made parents proud, has gradually become a source of concern with the growth of Jing Hui. Especially when Uncle Lin had a heart attack, he began to care about Jing Hui's lifelong events.
"Jing Hui University has graduated. Have you ever had a boyfriend? " Uncle Lin asked.
"I don't know. I have never heard her mention it. " Mother Lin said, "Does your sister have a boyfriend?"
"Sister has never had a boyfriend," Wen Jing said, chewing gum. "I suspect that she is gay!" "What are you talking about?"
"Really, I saw her looking at a photo album of a female star!"
Although parents will not take this statement seriously, there will inevitably be some doubts. The year after Jinghui graduated, the eldest son of Aunt Chen, a friend of Lin's mother, graduated with a master's degree. The two mothers took great pains to secretly arrange for four people to drink Hong Kong-style tea in Taipei. Jing Hui went to the restaurant and saw a stranger there, shaking hands gracefully. The whole meal is full of smiles, like shrimp on the table. Aunt Chen's son is handsome, intelligent and considerate. Immediately after he got his degree, he worked in a multinational computer company in Taipei, which is the favorite object of ordinary girls. He helped Jing Hui wash the dishes and politely turned the chopsticks around. Jing Hui gave him more tea, and he kept drinking it. The two mothers didn't eat much, but they were happiest when they left the restaurant.
"Have you contacted Aunt Chen's son recently?" A month later, Jing Hui went back to Tainan to help her mother wash vegetables. Mother Lin asked while washing the pot.
"We went to the movies."
"Did you have a good time?"
"Not bad."
"Aunt Chen said that her son asked you out later, but you didn't go."
"I've been a little busy recently."
This conversation has been repeated several times, and Jinghui is busy with her work and preparing for TOEFL every time. She has a good attitude, will not be impatient, and will not blame her mother for meddling. But after a long time, mother Lin also felt bored. Sometimes she wants to make Jing Hui lose her temper, so that she can take the opportunity to scold her. But Jing Hui won't. She is always affable and polite. You don't know how to be angry with her.
This moment
No one will be angry with Jing Hui. She seems to have never been angry since she was a child. She is very popular at school. When class is over, students will talk and laugh around the balcony. It won't be her who plays the treasure in the middle, but she will always clap her hands beside her. In junior high school, because of her popularity, her classmates chose her as the subject director, and as a result, she was the last in the class order competition for several weeks in a row. Once a classmate skipped class and asked her to "escort" in advance. She didn't ask a word, but said, "Be careful when you go out."
"What?" The classmate asked.
"Be careful when you go out."
Later, the teacher found out that she asked the classmate to go out to help her buy things. She stood in the middle of the classroom, and the teacher called her selfish in front of the whole class with a name book, which made her cry. She was fired with a warning. The next day with learning her:
"The teacher didn't call the roll yesterday, did he?"
"No."
Later, this classmate learned that Jing Hui took the fall for her and they became good friends.
In college, the friendship between classmates is relatively weak, but she is still the object that everyone likes. If someone asks, "What do you think of Lin Jinghui?" "She is very nice." "She is very polite." "She has great temperament." If you want to ask her how her best friend feels about her, you will find that she has no best friend, or that she is everyone's best friend.
She is everyone's best friend, so she can only stay at home on weekends. Jing Hui gives the impression that he is a good man, a little too good and boring. She is like the Red Cross, doing good deeds silently, especially dazzling in times of disaster, but you don't think of her at ordinary times. She is not an exciting and desirable person.
Of course, she is not isolated. In order to apply for a foreign graduate school in the future, she participated in some club activities in her junior year and went to the nursery with Tzu Chi to take care of her children. Because she is cute, the children have a very good relationship. In front of the children, she got rid of the alienation of the adult world. Playing hide-and-seek, when you are caught, you always cry loudly, laugh exaggeratedly and beg for mercy on your knees. At first she covered her mouth with her hand, and then she cried freely. Sometimes even like a little girl, lying on the ground, turning her fists in front of her eyes, like crying and wiping her tears, kicking her legs into the sky and struggling to feel wronged.
At that time, there was a child named Akin in the nursery, who was left out by the teacher and other children. Ah Jin is withdrawn, doesn't like to eat and doesn't take part in any activities. When the teacher spoke to him, he turned his head away on purpose. The teacher forced him to eat, so he ran to the room to hide. All the teachers in the nursery gave up Ah Kin, but Jing Hui noticed him. Every Wednesday for half a year, she will make a spaghetti for Ah Jin. For half a year in a row, the spaghetti was thrown into the trash can intact. It was not until once that she changed her taste and brought the noodles of larvae that Ah Chin began to eat. She secretly watched Ah Kin, wondering what he liked. Game machines, round cards, robots and remote-controlled cars that children of the same age like are completely uninteresting. The only thing he likes is collecting hats. He always sits in the corner, wears a baseball cap, lowers the brim of the hat and blows air at the inner edge of the hat. So Jing Hui began to buy him a hat. She knew he wouldn't accept it, so she didn't give it to him directly, and secretly put it in the middle of his bed, like flowers on a white sheet.
At first, Ah Kin didn't know who sent it, so he didn't dare to wear it. He put them one by one by the bed. Slowly, he knew it was Jing Hui, so he began to wear it. On one occasion, Jing Hui bought two identical hats, one red, one on his head and the other in front of Ah Kin's bed. While Jing Hui was playing with other children in the yard, Ah Kin came out.
"Look, Ah Kin and Sister Lin are wearing the same hat!"
Jing Hui pointed to the Nike logo on his hat and pointed to the same logo on his hat.
Ah kin smiled for the first time.
Jing Hui keeps in touch with Ah Kin. Even though she started working after graduation, she still went to see Ah Kin every weekend. Ah kin was very nervous on the day of primary school. Wake up at six in the morning and don't want to go out at eight. Jing Hui asked for leave to take him to school. She took his hand, helped him tie his shoelaces, checked the tissue in his pocket, and stuffed a hundred dollars into it. She stopped him before he entered the classroom.
"Let me help you adjust the strap of the kettle."
His sling was too long and the kettle dragged to the ground. She squatted down to adjust the length of the belt. The belt stuck on the iron ring and could not be untied for a long time. She opened her mouth and bit her teeth. Her grinning expression made Ah Kin laugh, which eased his original tension.
"Well, this length is just right."
"Will you pick me up after class?"
"I will always stand here. If you don't like it, I'll take you home. "
That's the responsibility of a mother. Jinghui was 24 years old that year, a 24-year-old mother.
She is a mother, but she has never had a relationship. She looked lovely, but love didn't come. There are many people chasing her, and no one can get close. No one knows who she likes. For boys who chase her, she will answer the phone back to e? Email, let them put her on ICQ's list. But when someone starts asking her out, she will politely and distantly avoid it. "Thank you for your invitation. Can I check my schedule and call you back? " "Sorry, the company will have a meeting on Friday. Let's get together next time. " "I'm really sorry. I'm very busy at home recently. I'll call you later. "
Her refusal was polite, but chilling.
The only story we know about Jinghui is that in her fourth year of work, she met Huang who came back from the United States. Huang Ming was born and raised in Taiwan Province. He went to the United States to study as a postdoctoral fellow in computer science, and stayed there to start a business. Ten years later, he became famous in Silicon Valley. That year, he returned to Taibei and set up a branch in Taiwan Province Province. He is ten years older than Jing Hui. He is sincere, steady, educated and has an economic foundation. When he pursued Jing Hui, Jing Hui alienated him with the same etiquette. But he was not discouraged, and the phone never stopped. He used the momentum and perseverance of starting a business in Silicon Valley to make Jinghui a career and pursue his first date as an IPO. He called, sent flowers, waited for her downstairs in the company, delivered soybean milk in the morning and reported the weather tomorrow at night. He was smart after being rejected and called the next day. One Saturday night, Jing Hui went to the movies. After the subtitles were completely finished, the light came on. She stood up and saw that there was still one person in the theater who didn't leave, but it was yellow. She tried to slip away, but Huang saw her.
Jing Hui!'
"Hey ..."
Naturally, they walked out of the cinema together and talked about the movie they had just seen.
"Do you want something to eat?"
"Thank you, it's getting late, no need."
"Then I'll take you back?"
"Thank you. I'll call a car myself. Very convenient. "
"It doesn't matter, I'll drive, on the way."
"I really don't need it, thank you."
Huang elegantly nodded and stood at the intersection with her waiting for the bus. The car stopped at the side of the road. Huang opened the door for her. She sat inside and he closed the door. She raised her right hand to say goodbye, and he smiled and waved. When the car started, she turned her head and waved. Through the back window, she saw Huang take out his PDA and write down the license plate number of the car. ...
She stopped the car.
She is very happy with Huang Ming, just like a book lover reading a good book and a good cook eating delicious food. Zheng Ming is different from her. He built National Taiwan University and America, and he ranked first from small to large. In his thirties, he made a career in the computer field, but he was still an intellectual. He likes reading, listening to classical music, watching European movies and studying military history. He went back to Taiwan Province Province to stay temporarily, but he brought a set of 12 volumes of Ming History in his suitcase.
"When I was admitted to the university, my dad spent twenty thousand dollars to buy me a set of twenty-five-year-old Ding Literature Bureau. Twenty thousand dollars! At that time, it was not small money. More than a hundred copies, and I have to buy a bookshelf to put them in. I made up my mind at that time that I must finish reading it. After so many years, to be honest, I haven't finished reading it yet. "
"You are so busy at work that you have no time to watch?"
"Of course, I don't know how many places I have been to the toilet with these books."
"Do you go to the toilet to see history?"
"I read The Complete Works of Song History in the toilet of the school laboratory."
"You are really something. I go to the toilet to read Time Weekly, and you read the history of Song Dynasty. "
"But then I became constipated. I wonder if it is related to any Song history? "
"Because classical Chinese is not easy to read?"
"No, it hurts to see that the Song Dynasty has no promise!"
He reads the history of Song Dynasty, and she reads Time Weekly. He lived in San Francisco for ten years and traveled around the world. Jing Hui has been in Taiwan Province Province for more than 20 years, and the farthest country he has been to is Japan. With him, she has a feeling of going to school. She studies hard and works hard. Ming is a good teacher. Without high authority, he always knows how to share and encourage. Sometimes, Jing Hui's work is not smooth and he blames himself too much.
"I'll play a song for you."
He found a CD on the shelf. "I used to be like you, demanding perfection in everything, 100, 120. High school wants to work in universities, and universities want to work in society. I feel too late every day. My girlfriend at that time played this song for me ... "
That's Billy Chow's Vienna, with clean piano accompaniment and young singing:
"What is Vienna?" Jing Hui asked.
Vienna.'
"What does Vienna have to do with this song?"
"I don't know. I asked a lot of people and no one knew. "
"He said Vienna would always wait for you?"
"I think Vienna may represent an ideal in everyone's heart. As long as you have the heart, as long as you are working hard, your ideal will always wait for you. "
In fact, at that time, what Jing Hui was thinking was not what Vienna stood for, but Zheng Ming's sentence "My girlfriend played this song for me at that time". Zheng Ming talked about his girlfriend. After five years together, I rarely quit smoking when I broke up. Jing Hui never asked much, never had a five-year relationship, never had a five-day relationship, and didn't know how to imagine or interpret that relationship. She doesn't think about it, and she doesn't ask Zheng Ming about other relationships. A man like Zheng Ming should have many women pursuing him. I don't want to know, as long as he is with me now However, when Huang Ming was talking about "my girlfriend at that time", she suddenly felt a little sour and jealous. Someone once called him "Zheng Ming", cared about him like that and became his soul mate. "Although the Song Dynasty was politically weak, it made great achievements in culture, arts and crafts!" That person may retort so wisely. That person may be more beautiful than her, with better education, better job and more interesting personality. That person may still be in Taipei today, and Zheng Ming may still be in contact with her.
"Are you still in touch?"
Zheng Ming turned to look at her and was surprised that she would ask such a question.
"No.. Of course not. "
What do you like about me?
"Why do you ask this suddenly?"
"Tell me, I want to know."
"I like your innocence ... in many ways, you are still a high school student."
"I am a high school student, so that woman should be a graduate student!"
"Come on," Zheng Mingxiao. "I have no contact with her."
"Is she prettier than me?"
"No."
"Is her education better than mine?"
"Shall we stop talking about her?"
"Do you have a ghost in your heart?"
"She is my classmate in Berkeley."
"So her education is better than mine. What does she do? "
"She works in SAP."
"What is SAP?"
"A software company."
"Does she have stock options?"
"How do I know if she has stock options?"
"So-you are still in contact, so you know where she works!"
"I ..."
"I am a high school student, so do you prefer a graduate student like her?"
"Although she went to graduate school, she was actually a pupil."
The first jealousy is like the food in the wholesale market at four o'clock in the morning, wet, fresh, cheap and green. Jing Hui put it in the refrigerator, out of sight, out of mind.
In addition to jealousy, Jing Hui began to feel many new emotions for the first time. Sometimes, when she can't find Zheng Ming, she will suddenly panic, retreat from her desk to bed and stare at her mobile phone. When dating, sometimes Zheng Ming is careless and doesn't hear her questions. She will feel that she has said something wrong or done something wrong. Like learning that she was terminally ill, she suddenly found with fear that the days when she was in complete control of her life for more than 20 years were over, and her happiness was now taken away by another person.
The biggest fear of associating with Zheng Ming is not that he can't find Zheng Ming for several hours, but that Zheng Ming will return to the United States sooner or later. They deliberately don't talk about this problem, but they all know that Ming will only stay in Taiwan Province Province for one year. Faced with this shadow, they learned to change the subject, no longer talking about "when will you return to the United States", but talking about "when will you study in the United States". Like all traditional students in Taiwan Province Province, studying abroad is one of the plans that Jinghui and her family have made for her. Whether she likes it or not, whether she can study or not, and what school she can apply for, the United States will always go. However, because of poor TOEFL scores, her family couldn't afford to support her, so she had to work first, study TOEFL and save money to go abroad. "I can lend you money."
"Don't."
That "don't" is very firm, as if it were a moral measure. If she doesn't even rely on her parents, how can she rely on Huang?
Huang didn't insist. He thought that as long as the time was up, things would be solved naturally. He devoted himself to helping Jing Hui apply for schools, especially those near San Francisco's Silicon Valley. They went to the American Cultural Center on Nanhai Road. In the carpeted library, they take off their shoes, put on their socks and look for information about studying abroad among rows of bookshelves. They sat back to back on the ground, arguing softly about the advantages and disadvantages of each school across the bookshelf and the heavy books on it.
"I'm going to the east coast," Jing Hui said deliberately. "There are more schools on the east coast-"
"no!" Zheng Ming shouted.
She is so happy.
They put a big stack of books on the table. There are only two books on the rectangular table. Her head rested on his shoulder, and she watched Jing Hui's application for admission together.
"When you mention your own advantages here, you must make it clear that I have strong analytical skills and good organizational skills. You have to give some examples, such as your work experience, how much money your analytical skills have earned for the company ... "
She likes to watch him grasp her third-person singular verb without adding s so seriously and excitedly. It seems that she is the only one in his world, and her small application is a multi-million contract of his company. "Well, it's good to change these places ..." Huang looked up from the application, and Jing Hui's hand supported her chin, facing him, but her eyes were closed and she fell asleep. It was a Saturday afternoon and the sun wanted to spy on the couple. I don't know when, it climbed in through the French window and the Red Cross window lattice. Sunlight first sneaked through the carpet, then climbed to the foot of the table, jumped on the edge of the table with arms propped up, then bit Huang's right arm unscrupulously, and finally kissed Jing Hui's sleeping forehead. At that moment, Ming was lying on his desk, Jing Hui was dreaming, and both of them believed that they could be together.
After half a year, it's time for Huang to return to America. Jing Hui didn't apply to a school in San Francisco. She applied to the best school in Austin, Texas.
"Never mind, I fly to Texas to see you every week."
Jing Hui nodded. "Or should I go to that school in California? Although not in San Francisco, it is always closer. "
"Or I'll talk to the company. If you stay in Taiwan Province Province for one more year, you can apply again. Maybe next year. "
"I don't want you to change the plan for me."
"Then go to San Francisco with me to apply."
"Then what am I doing there?"
"We get married."
Jinghui smiled when she first heard these two words. After all, they have only known each other for a year. "How can I get married if my studies are not completed?"
"Are these two things in conflict?"
"No, it's just out of order."
"Who gave the order?"
"Everyone is like this. They always get their degrees before they get married. "
"Why does everything have to be in order?"
"Because ..." Jing Hui can't go on.
They didn't reach an agreement, and the final decision was a vague "I will visit you often". Jinghui arrived in Austin, Texas, and was immediately overwhelmed by schoolwork. The cold turned into bronchitis and I coughed for three months. I drank all the cough drops on the market and even tried Chinese medicine. In order not to worry Zheng Ming, she didn't tell him that she was ill. Every time she makes a phone call, she holds her breath hard and drinks water hard to prevent herself from coughing. On several weekends, Zheng Ming said that she would come to see her, but she refused because she wanted to take the exam.
"Have you made a new boyfriend?"
They had a big fight about it.
Zheng Ming, the first winter vacation, finally arrived and stayed in a five-star hotel. She went to see him and saw that there was only a double bed in his room, and his muscles tightened immediately. She took him to Austin, and all the happiness in Taipei came back. Back to the hotel at night, it's already 12 o'clock. When she saw the double bed, she suddenly panicked.
"I'm so tired, it's time to go back."
"Oh ..." Zheng Ming was disappointed, of course. "Tired, do you want to rest here?"
"No need."
"It doesn't matter ..."
"No need!"
"Well, then I will accompany you back. It is always inconvenient for you to be alone. "
"I said no!"
Jing Hui shout out, even she was taken aback.
Jing Hui walked out of the room, Zheng Ming followed. She pressed the button and the elevator came up slowly from another floor. Two people have nothing to say, staring at the elevator floor number. The door opened and two men came in, looking up at the numbers showing the floors at the same time. Decrease one by one, and drop one by one. When we reached the first floor, the bell rang and the door opened.
"I'll go first."
Jing Hui walked away quickly, without giving Zheng Ming a chance to catch up. Zheng Ming stood in front of the elevator in amazement, not knowing whether to go forward or backward, as if he were a bodyguard and lost the person he was supposed to protect.
The next day, Jing Hui went to Zheng Ming on time, and both of them thought that nothing had happened. Walking in the street, the words are less and the voice is lower. The order was not carefully discussed and selected. Zheng Mingxuan took a few samples, and Jing Hui nodded and said "very good". She degenerated into a refined and alienated Lin Jinghui, and Austin became Taipei in college.
Zheng Ming called to report peace the night he flew back, and there was no news after that. In the summer vacation after the first year, Jinghui wanted to go to San Francisco to find Zheng Ming, but she didn't call him until a week after the summer vacation began. She called several times, but no one answered. Finally, she reluctantly left a message, just asking him how he was. A few days later, without receiving his reply, she returned to Taiwan Province Province. She received his e after school started. E-mail, it turned out that he didn't get the message at all. Is he in section e? The email said, "If you meet other people, you can tell me. We are still friends, and I still care about you, but in different ways. "
Jing Hui graduated a year later and found a job as a foreign exchange trader in a local bank. Occasionally, when I go to San Francisco on business, I will call Zheng Ming. If it happens to be Friday night, they will meet, eat, go shopping and even go to the movies. Every time I think of Jinghui going back to Austin on Saturday morning, they have a tacit understanding to let the night end before 1 1.
"You turned black." Zheng Ming said.
"In Texas."
"Be careful, the sun in Texas is very poisonous and you will get skin cancer."
"How do you know?"
"I think it is' 60 minutes'."
"When I first went to study in Austin, I played parasols in summer and was photographed by the local newspaper. It's so embarrassing ... "
"Because Americans don't wear umbrellas, they like to bask in the sun."
"Later, I never dared to play parasols again."
"Then don't stay in Austin. Come to San Francisco often when you are free. "
She smiled and didn't know how to respond.
"When will you come again next time?"
It's windy in front of the hotel, and Ming is pushing Jing Hui's hair away. Suddenly, she remembered that Saturday afternoon in the library of the American Cultural Center. She looked back, and it seemed that the sun was shining on her back at night in San Francisco.
"January, maybe February ..."
"Tell me earlier, I can ask for leave, and we can drive to Lake Tahoe."
"Skiing?"
Zheng Ming nodded.
He hugged her and stroked her hair. She was cold for a long time in the hot Texas, and suddenly she felt so warm. He whispered in her ear:
Vienna awaits you.
She bowed her head and walked towards the hotel step by step. The automatic glass door opened. She went in, turned around and the automatic glass door closed. She waved to Huang outside. ...
The following summer, Jinghui quit her job and moved back to Taiwan Province Province. After all, they didn't go skiing.
Jing Hui and soso met at a party. At that time, Jing Hui had returned to China for two years and had never had a boyfriend. Her colleagues took her to a birthday party. She didn't know the birthday girl, but half the people didn't know the birthday girl that day. Xu Kai stood with his friend. When his friend came to greet his colleague in Jing Hui, the four of them started chatting. Like most people, Jing Hui's first impression of soso is his appearance. He is very handsome, and no one will deny it. Jinghui was 32 years old that year. She had seen many handsome guys, but soso still made her tremble. His handsomeness is not out of breath, so he is not a yuppie. He doesn't fiddle with his hair at any time. His eyes wander around to see if anyone is paying attention to him. He doesn't put his hands in his pockets, and sometimes he looks down at the lines of his pants. He won't blink and seize every opportunity to discharge. He's not a sissy, and he's meticulous enough to make people nervous. He wears a black turtleneck, and his long hair and sweater blend naturally. There is a suit outside, very good and light material. He is young, relaxed, quiet and melancholy.
"My name is soso," he began, in a low voice, beyond his age. "I work in an advertising company."
"Wow-an advertising company," Jing Hui's colleague asked soso. "What advertisements have you made?"
"Have you seen the advertisement of dancing mobile phone recently?"
"That's what you do? I really like the ending of the hero sending a message to that woman. "
"It's interesting. All the girls I know like that ending, but none of the boys think so."
Jing Hui's colleague chatted with soso, while soso's friend and Jing Hui were silent. Soso looked away to see Jinghui, but Jinghui didn't notice.
"Where do you work?" Xu Kai asked.
Jinghui and her colleagues took out their business cards.
"Hey, I used your bank's credit card!"
They chatted for a while, and soso went to get drinks for everyone.
"I like your earrings very much," soso said to Jinghui. "Where did you buy it?"
"Shilin night market. There was a boy whose hair was dyed golden. He and his girlfriend each have a booth. Girlfriend sells women's clothes, and he sells accessories. They went to Thailand to order together and brought them back for sale. "
"Revolutionary lovers, how nice."
"I asked her how long they had been together, and she said ten years. I think they are only in their twenties ... "
"childhood friends are better!"
Xu Kai smiled and gave Jinghui the orange juice. Jing Hui was surprised that she became talkative. She took the willow juice and shut up. "Thank you." Jing Hui said.
Jing Hui and her colleagues met Xu Kai and his friends when they left the party. Soso said, "Our company will hold a Christmas party in two weeks, and we hope you can come."
After meeting that night, Jing Hui didn't contact Xu Kai. Although she gave him her business card, she didn't get a call. Two weeks later, Jinghui and her colleagues were not invited to the Christmas party. Jing Hui occasionally thinks of soso, in the long company meeting, the crowded MRT car, the American consumer news and business channel financial news in the evening, and the water column sprayed by the shower head in the morning. She covers her yawning mouth, hugs the handrail that she managed to grasp, writes down the stock price that ran out on the TV screen, and wipes the water drops off her face, which will remind her of soso. But she knew it was impossible. She doesn't like such a good-looking boy.