you and love

Chapter 37

Xiao Yige drove home, planning to deal with work at home.

When passing the garden, they caught the eyes of Xiao Manyi and Gao Wenyuan who were enjoying the shade.

"Baby is back." Xiao Manyi peeled the lychee leisurely, and glanced at her inquiringly, "It's so early in the morning, why did you go home?"

Gao Wenyuan cut the watermelon, and said with a smile: "I have to go home after living outside for a long time. Dad will send you the watermelon later."

Xiao Manyi smiled meaningfully: "You don't just need to deliver watermelons, you also have to tell the kitchen to add more vegetables at night."

"Oh, yes, yes, yes!" Gao Wenyuan pretended to just remember, "I have to arrange the dishes that my baby likes to eat."

The two couples sang together, and the words revealed that they guessed that she was trapped by love.

Xiao Yige was not smiling, nor was he helpless, in the end he just said seriously "I'm going upstairs to work, don't disturb me", which made Xiao Manyi and Gao Wenyuan laugh at the same time.

After returning to the room, the servant also brought Xiong Xiong over.

Xiao Yige took his laptop and worked on the carpet with his back.

All the way back, I can finally calm down completely.

She turned on the phone, and the person she kept in contact with every day remained silent, and was pushed down several positions by other messages.

Feeling stuffy, she swiped her finger to Mo Feifei's name and dialed a number.

Mo Feifei picked it up very slowly, as if she hadn't woken up yet: "Hello? Who disturbed my mother's sleep! You don't know how tired my mother was last night!"

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Xiao Yige supported his forehead, "You sleep with the Do Not Disturb mode on, don't you know who can call?"

There are only a few phones that have been thrown into the collection, except for her parents, she and Zhu Zhen, how sleepy they have to be to lose their memories.

The opposite side was quiet, and when I spoke again, I became more awake, but my tongue was still in a state of fighting: "Ouch... Yige! Why did you chat with me so early in the morning?!"

Xiao Yige leaned back on Xiong Xiong's body, and there was a sense of melancholy in his words: "I just want to tell you, I'm staying at home, if you have time today, come and play."

"Huh?" Mo Feifei immediately regained his spirits, "What's the situation? You live well with Hang Hang, and you were all like conjoined twins when you waited for a substitute driver last night."

"I made a little progress after going back last night." Xiao Yige summed it up in a general way. He didn't intend to hide it from Mo Feifei at first, and this was a major turning point.

"Let's talk!" Mo Feifei became more energetic, and there was a sound of getting up.

Xiao Yige thought about everything caused by the alcoholic fermentation last night, and his words became more regrettable: "I drank a little too much last night, and it was no different from usual, but for some reason, suddenly there was someone who could beat her up. chance... I was in a hothead at the time, so I took advantage of the situation and asked her to figure it out for herself."

This process will go away sooner or later. Alcohol makes her feel a little impulsive, but every word and every word is deeply hidden in her heart. She is not a saint who does not expect anything in return.

Mo Feifei couldn't turn her head around, and complained: "Why did you let her think for herself? Just tell her and it's over?"

Xiao Yige was about to answer when another woman's voice rang out from the phone.

"Feifei, why didn't you call me when you got up? Come have breakfast."

Very familiar, gentle, transparent and inclusive.

Xiao Yige raised his eyebrows, "Yao Ji'an...you are actually with her from last night to now."

The subtle feelings on the other side of the phone overflowed the screen. Yesterday, she and Suhang didn't restrain their intimacy. Mo Feifei would not be surprised if she knew the inside story, but Yao Ji'an didn't show the slightest strangeness either.

Suhang's emotional cognition is in a state of ignorance, and it is impossible to tell Yao Ji'an that they are having an affair, so Yao Ji'an's attitude can be so natural, it should be that he has some understanding of homosexuality.

Mo Feifei hurriedly covered it up as if a treasure had been discovered: "Ah! I'll eat later! You go out first! Get out!"

Yao Ji'an smiled and agreed: "Okay, then I'll go out and wait for you."

Mo Feifei breathed a sigh of relief, followed by hemming and hawing: "Then what... She and I just drank too much last night, so it's okay to find a hotel on the roadside to sleep."

With Mo Feifei's character, it would not be so difficult to say the words literally.

This "take a nap" is probably a verb.

"Ah..." Xiao Yige drew a long ending, his heart was like a mirror, "Next time you can directly stay in my hotel."

"Hey! Don't talk about this!" Mo Feifei was irritable and shy, and turned the topic forcefully, "You haven't answered my question just now! Why don't you just tell Hang Hang!"

Xiao Yige smiled lightly, and patiently explained her intentions to her: "She has never been in contact with this kind of feeling, and she has no awareness of it. If someone else hit her, her first reaction would probably be suspicion, but if It's what she wants to understand, which means she has equated this feeling in her heart and cannot question it."

"That makes sense..." Mo Feifei followed her words and pondered, "Then she has to think about it, you have been playing together for a few months, and she didn't even think about it. It turns out that there is nothing in her normal life. Something to inspire."

Speaking of this, Mo Feifei felt outrageous.

Isn't jewelry design always focusing on the theme of love? Isn't Su Hang the chief designer?

Xiao Yige put the phone on Xiong Xiong's back, and let out a long sigh of relief, "Maybe it won't be long. Her personality is too introverted, and she didn't think about it deliberately before, but this time I gave her a reminder, when we parted in the morning She's sad."

After hearing this, Mo Feifei smiled meanly: "Oh, I'm still sad..." After laughing, the subject changed suddenly and became extremely sharp: "If you're sad, you should figure it out early and come after you. I really can't stand it." You chased her for a few months, arranged a script to kill her to have an affair with her, lived with her again, and went to watch her competition, what are you doing! Who can not like you? This relationship is not equal at all. !"

It was normal for her to talk a lot, Xiao Yige lay comfortably on the raging pillow, and it didn't stop her from nagging, and a little expectation was extended from her words.

When will Suhang understand, and how will he deal with this relationship after he wakes up.

It would be fine if it was like what Mo Feifei said, she also wanted to feel the feeling of being pursued by Suhang, and wanted to experience the temperature that no one had ever touched.

"When she comes to chase you, you absolutely can't agree so quickly! Let her get used to it! You have to hang her, how many people are chasing you, how can you let her take it down so easily!"

Mo Feifei couldn't help complaining, Xiao Yige listened with a smile and ignored her, just turned sideways to touch Xiong Xiong's head, his thoughts flew out of the window.

And the person they talked about, since he separated from Xiao Yige, has spent almost all his time in the company every day.

There is still more than a month before Qixi Festival, and she is studying the advertising plan with her colleagues in the Propaganda Department every day.

Although she is the chief designer, the creativity in the advertisement matches the meaning of the style. She needs to cooperate with the publicity department to formulate the best publicity plan.

The cicadas singing in summer were isolated outside, and the designers of the Whale Fall Design Department drank afternoon tea and chatted about the content of the just-concluded meeting.

He Rui sat upright, took a small sip of milk tea, and said contentedly: "Speaking of which, the director is really good at thinking. She just said that not only the micro-movie commercials use ancient backgrounds to fit traditional culture, but also offline. Design some relevant layouts in the store to make customers feel immersive."

Cao Xiaoning propped her chin with both hands, pouted her mouth like noodles, and slurped the milk tea in front of her, tsk-tsk: "Why don't you be the director... It seems that you have fallen in love in the past few months, and you must have more experience."

Liu Bai held the milk tea as a microphone, imitating Su Hang's expressionless face: "Our theme this time is to break the inherent impression that love is a moth to a flame. If both are fire, then there will be no such thing as a moth being caught by a fire." The end of devouring, but blending into one."

"Fuck you!" Li Kang'an slapped him hard on the back, "You can't learn it, the director is born with facial paralysis!"

Everyone laughed at the same time, Cao Xiaoning stared at the closed office door in Suhang and pouted, "You said, did the director break up? It's obvious that his face is stinky these days."

He Rui covered her mouth with her hands, and lowered her voice: "It's quite possible, so who is the director's target, haven't you found out?"

"No."

"No."

Several people shook their heads, and consciously turned down the volume, and several heads stretched out to the center of the table to whisper.

"The director has a lot of ideas in designing the theme of love. This breakup, do you have to do a single design?"

"Single rings, single necklaces, etc. We have very few styles in this area."

"Yeah, eating alone and sleeping alone, turning loneliness into inspiration!"

Everyone chatted and chatted, and unconsciously gave Suhang the impression of "broken love". No one noticed, and the sound of lightly lowered high-heeled shoes followed the movement of their discussion.

"Eat alone, sleep alone..." Suhang repeated this sentence muttering to himself, as if a corner of his heart was touched, soft and sour.

Several people were startled and stood up in a hurry.

"Director!"

"Hello Director!"

"The director is off work!"

After a moment of confusion, he was awakened suddenly, and Su Hang's eyes became clear again, and he responded indifferently: "I'll go to the Propaganda Department, you continue."

Everyone watched her go out, and the lively atmosphere was paused.

I don't know who finished the milk tea first, greedily sucking the air in the cup and making a gurgling sound, breaking the air frozen by Suhang.

Someone whispered, "I think the director has really lost his love."

No one answered, and the answer was written on everyone's default expressions.

The summer night in Linghai has the salty and humid atmosphere of the sea breeze, Suhang eats dinner casually, and rides a motorcycle aimlessly.

There was no destination at first, but maybe she was thinking about something, and she came to the vicinity of Linghai Middle School unconsciously.

The afterglow is sinking to the west, just like the last time I came with Xiao Yige, there are still old people exercising and young people off work on the steps of the small park.

In her sight was a warm picture full of fireworks, but this time no one was with her, no one held her arm and said she was hungry.

She came to the place where they sat last time. There were green fallen leaves there, and she sat down unconsciously.

The camphor tree exudes a woody fragrance, and she quietly looks at the picture in front of her eyes that is dyed warm by the afterglow, watching it being eroded by the night bit by bit.

The bell of Linghai middle school's evening self-study get out of class ended in the distance, she blinked her eyes, and the slight pain pulled her back to reality.

This time was the last evening self-study, and students flocked in an endless stream in all directions.

Some students who cut corners had to go to the small park. The children were noisy, and no one paid attention to Suhang sitting there alone.

When a large number of students passed by, the quarrel gradually subsided, and Suhang blinked his sour eyes again, stood up and prepared to go home.

There were two students walking down the stairs at this moment. The energetic boys and girls held hands, and the two children who were far away from their classmates looked at each other and smiled.

The girl said mischievously: "It's time for summer vacation, we will be in our third year of high school next semester."

"Yes," the boy smiled brightly, with pure light in his eyes, "Then shall we go to the same university?"

"Otherwise!" The girl grabbed his ear, "We promised to be together forever, how dare you play tricks on me!"

Suhang's footsteps were suddenly stuck, and his eyes were attracted by the two high school students.

The young face conveyed intimacy like no one else, and passed Suhang.

The boy pretended to beg for mercy, and his words were full of longing: "Don't dare! Let's go to school together, play games together, and hang out together! Let me go!"

Something was shaking in the depths of Su Hang's heart, and a corner that was lightly touched in the afternoon suddenly shattered, and a secret that had been carved over the years and was tightly hidden emitted a light that could not be ignored.

The two children walked far away, and their voices were still carried by the evening wind.

"We're going to do a lot of things together, what do you think?"

"Of course, I will accompany you, whether happy or unhappy."

The leaves were blown by the evening wind, and Suhang leaned against the wall behind her weakly, she pursed her lips tightly, and the red eye sockets were astringent by the wind.

She also has people who want to be together all the time, who want to eat together, sleep together, do many, many things together, happy or unhappy.

This seed was planted as early as the three years of their brief acquaintance, and it thrived when they parted, and finally grew into the daydream of today.

The satisfaction in his heart reappeared, Suhang couldn't help touching his heart, smiled because he thought of that person, and silently let the tears slide down his face.

This place has a name, which she engraved here day after day, year after year, but she didn't realize it until today.

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The author has something to say:

Hang Hang: Reach the enlightenment achievement!

感谢在2022-08-1520:11:49~2022-08-1618:51:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: repair and dye 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：小怪兽！20瓶；捡了朋友弃号的小九14瓶；小小雪花、啊啊啊阿牛哥10瓶；夜溪2瓶；不会取名就叫这个、火、箴言浅色、heyyou1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!