Jiang Mianzhong carried the unconscious Meng Jiefu into the elevator.
Qingzhimoto naturally wanted to follow him, but he had a cold face and gave her his car keys directly, with annoyed tone: What are you going up to do?Waiting for me in the car.
His attitude was a little rushing, Qingzhi was frightened and stayed in place without moving.
After seeing the elevators closed, she waited for a while before turning back to the underground parking garage, finding his car, and standing at the car door.
After more than ten minutes, he came down.
With a tall and slender figure, we get closer and closer.
The garage at night was not clear.
Qingzhi looked at his firm and frowning eyebrows, his dark eyes, and his tightly pursed lips.
She felt upset and couldn't help but start to panic.
He didn't seem to be very happy.
Why?
The green branches are unpredictable.
She leaned against the car door, nervously about to get on the car through the back door.
Jiang Mianzhong looked at her with deep eyes and said in a deep voice: There is a miscellaneous item in the back seat, sit in front.
Qingzhi stopped pulling the door, secretly glanced at his serious expression, and responded softly.
He had already gotten in the car first, Qingzhi hesitated for a while and got into the passenger seat.
She fastened her seat belt and Jiang Mianzhong drove the car out of the garage.
There were no signs of people and cars on the road, and it was flat.
The car rushed into the middle of the night and galloped on the way back to the south city.
A tense atmosphere filled the entire space, and the green branches were wrapped in an unknown low pressure, and their heads were like porridge.
What exactly went wrong?
Brother Mian Zhong looks something is wrong.
He doesn't speak, and he doesn't speak. Perhaps this was a common pattern when we were together, but now it seems unusual and weird.
Qingzhi didn't know how to describe the feeling of the moment, but in short, it was difficult for her to adapt.
So she began to search for topics, trying to break or eliminate some hidden deadlock.
Brother Mian Zhong, Minister Zuo Xin is so beautiful.The green branches seemed to be relaxed.
Jiang Mianzhong said yes, it's OK.
Qingzhi suddenly recalled that many years ago, Jiang Mianzhong was studying in a university in another province in the north. At that time, he was still young and was studying in high school in City A.
The year he graduated, he returned to City A to find a job, and bought a house by himself a year later.
After the renovation, it was hung for a while and ready to move in.
One day he came back to his hometown to pack his things and had to move out on weekdays.
At that time, Qingzhi was on a day and returned home from school at night. She saw Aunt Yang and Uncle Jiang cleaning the house.
She ran over to help, stepped into Jiang Mianzhong's room, and accidentally opened his photo album in a clean and concise room.
It was a thin album.
Among the few photos, what impressed Qingzhi the most was his college graduation photo, which was also a photo he took recently.
He was 1.86 meters tall, standing on the left side of the last row.
The similar bachelor's uniform had a unique taste on him. Qingzhi stared at him for a while, and his thin white fingers tenderly stroked him as if he had been deeply imprinted in his heart.
Then, she noticed the girl in front of Jiang Mianzhong.
A smile, tenderness is as white as water, and beautiful as fair skin.
That girl is Zuo Xin.
Qingzhi recalled that his heart was sunk in the cold water, but he was smiling when he spoke.
She jokingly said in a relaxed tone: Brother Mian Zhong, when will you find a sister-in-law for me and Huihui?
Jiang Mianzhong remained silent, his face was always tense and depressed.
Qingzhi thought about it and finally figured out something. He thought, has he not successfully held hands with Zuo Xin yet?
Thinking of this, then all his abnormal behaviors today have direct reasons.
She tried to enlighten him. Although she was also a short man in action, she could tell something about love theory even if she was a layman.
She is a teacher, and her ability to liven up the atmosphere and talk to herself is not bad. She said playfully: You and Minister Zuo are quite destined to be in the same university, and after graduation, they choose the same company. There must be many topics to talk about when they get along with each other.
It will be easier to continue the next one by saying a few words.
She asked, Brother Mian Zhong, why are you so depressed about Aunt Yang asking your girlfriend last weekend?Is it not going well with the left minister?
She said selflessly: Do you want to share it with me?I am a woman, and I may be more empathetic about some things, and maybe I can help you.
Jiang Mianzhong couldn't stand it anymore, so he drove and parked the car to the side of the road.
Qingzhi looked at him in confusion.
Do you think I like Zuo Xin?Jiang Mianzhong stared at Qingzhi's face deeply.
Qingzhi blinked and asked, Ah, isn’t it?
Jiang Mianzhong's expression remained unchanged: Where did you come from this idea?
Qingzhi opened his mouth: ……My intuition.
Jiang Mianzhong: Your intuition is wrong.
Qingzhi was confused.
Jiang Mianzhong said: She and I are just classmates and colleagues, and we have no other redundant relationship. Besides, she already has a sweetheart, just in City A.
Qingzhi was a little lost and nodded in a daze.
Jiang Mianzhong said lightly: Congratulations, Meng Jiefu is a good person.
But the tone was not as good as congratulations.
Qingzhi bit her lip, recalling Meng Jiefu's performance over the past period of time, she said sincerely: Yes.I think it's very good, too.
Jiang Mianzhong felt like he was in his throat, and opened the car window suffocatingly, staring at the road outside the car for a while and asked: Do you care about him very much?
Qingzhi was asked a little bit: She is still in the stage of getting along, but... it’s quite fun to be with him.
Jiang Mianzhong didn't know why he felt so upset, and he felt so contradictory and uncomfortable, as if a piece of it collapsed somewhere.
Very big.
He asked directly: Are you officially together?
Qingzhi shook her head blushed: No...not yet, that's too fast.
Jiang Mianzhong's tone improved slightly, yes.
Later, there was no speech all the way.
After Qingzhi returned home, her grandmother was already asleep. The house was quiet and the lights in the living room were on.
Qingzhi entered the room to take a shower, came out and sat at the head of the bed and blew her hair, yawned and prepared to go to bed, and the charging mobile phone shook on the cabinet for a moment.
She held the blowing air in one hand and tapped the interface with the other.
At the top is Jiang Mianzhong's unread information.
She turned off the blowing air incredibly, looked quietly, and then read the information after confirming.
It is a screenshot of two successful movie tickets.
A movie that will premiere tomorrow, with a love theme.
It was filmed by a famous director she has been following for a long time. The film is set in City A, and the protagonists are several young and powerful people.
This is a movie adapted from a novel. It has a lot of publicity and many fans of the novel and actors. As soon as the premiere tickets came out, they were robbed and difficult to buy.
I don't know how he got it.
Next is his text message, which is still concise and concise, just like his previous style.
Go to the movie tomorrow?
Qingzhi lay in embarrassment into the pillow on the bed, rubbed her face against Xiangxiang's pillow, then raised her head, hesitated for a while, and replied in a complicated mood: Sorry, Brother Mian Zhong, Jie Fu had made an appointment with me in advance to go to the Window of the World.
After a long time there, a bare word was replied.
good.
Qingzhimoto naturally wanted to follow him, but he had a cold face and gave her his car keys directly, with annoyed tone: What are you going up to do?Waiting for me in the car.
His attitude was a little rushing, Qingzhi was frightened and stayed in place without moving.
After seeing the elevators closed, she waited for a while before turning back to the underground parking garage, finding his car, and standing at the car door.
After more than ten minutes, he came down.
With a tall and slender figure, we get closer and closer.
The garage at night was not clear.
Qingzhi looked at his firm and frowning eyebrows, his dark eyes, and his tightly pursed lips.
She felt upset and couldn't help but start to panic.
He didn't seem to be very happy.
Why?
The green branches are unpredictable.
She leaned against the car door, nervously about to get on the car through the back door.
Jiang Mianzhong looked at her with deep eyes and said in a deep voice: There is a miscellaneous item in the back seat, sit in front.
Qingzhi stopped pulling the door, secretly glanced at his serious expression, and responded softly.
He had already gotten in the car first, Qingzhi hesitated for a while and got into the passenger seat.
She fastened her seat belt and Jiang Mianzhong drove the car out of the garage.
There were no signs of people and cars on the road, and it was flat.
The car rushed into the middle of the night and galloped on the way back to the south city.
A tense atmosphere filled the entire space, and the green branches were wrapped in an unknown low pressure, and their heads were like porridge.
What exactly went wrong?
Brother Mian Zhong looks something is wrong.
He doesn't speak, and he doesn't speak. Perhaps this was a common pattern when we were together, but now it seems unusual and weird.
Qingzhi didn't know how to describe the feeling of the moment, but in short, it was difficult for her to adapt.
So she began to search for topics, trying to break or eliminate some hidden deadlock.
Brother Mian Zhong, Minister Zuo Xin is so beautiful.The green branches seemed to be relaxed.
Jiang Mianzhong said yes, it's OK.
Qingzhi suddenly recalled that many years ago, Jiang Mianzhong was studying in a university in another province in the north. At that time, he was still young and was studying in high school in City A.
The year he graduated, he returned to City A to find a job, and bought a house by himself a year later.
After the renovation, it was hung for a while and ready to move in.
One day he came back to his hometown to pack his things and had to move out on weekdays.
At that time, Qingzhi was on a day and returned home from school at night. She saw Aunt Yang and Uncle Jiang cleaning the house.
She ran over to help, stepped into Jiang Mianzhong's room, and accidentally opened his photo album in a clean and concise room.
It was a thin album.
Among the few photos, what impressed Qingzhi the most was his college graduation photo, which was also a photo he took recently.
He was 1.86 meters tall, standing on the left side of the last row.
The similar bachelor's uniform had a unique taste on him. Qingzhi stared at him for a while, and his thin white fingers tenderly stroked him as if he had been deeply imprinted in his heart.
Then, she noticed the girl in front of Jiang Mianzhong.
A smile, tenderness is as white as water, and beautiful as fair skin.
That girl is Zuo Xin.
Qingzhi recalled that his heart was sunk in the cold water, but he was smiling when he spoke.
She jokingly said in a relaxed tone: Brother Mian Zhong, when will you find a sister-in-law for me and Huihui?
Jiang Mianzhong remained silent, his face was always tense and depressed.
Qingzhi thought about it and finally figured out something. He thought, has he not successfully held hands with Zuo Xin yet?
Thinking of this, then all his abnormal behaviors today have direct reasons.
She tried to enlighten him. Although she was also a short man in action, she could tell something about love theory even if she was a layman.
She is a teacher, and her ability to liven up the atmosphere and talk to herself is not bad. She said playfully: You and Minister Zuo are quite destined to be in the same university, and after graduation, they choose the same company. There must be many topics to talk about when they get along with each other.
It will be easier to continue the next one by saying a few words.
She asked, Brother Mian Zhong, why are you so depressed about Aunt Yang asking your girlfriend last weekend?Is it not going well with the left minister?
She said selflessly: Do you want to share it with me?I am a woman, and I may be more empathetic about some things, and maybe I can help you.
Jiang Mianzhong couldn't stand it anymore, so he drove and parked the car to the side of the road.
Qingzhi looked at him in confusion.
Do you think I like Zuo Xin?Jiang Mianzhong stared at Qingzhi's face deeply.
Qingzhi blinked and asked, Ah, isn’t it?
Jiang Mianzhong's expression remained unchanged: Where did you come from this idea?
Qingzhi opened his mouth: ……My intuition.
Jiang Mianzhong: Your intuition is wrong.
Qingzhi was confused.
Jiang Mianzhong said: She and I are just classmates and colleagues, and we have no other redundant relationship. Besides, she already has a sweetheart, just in City A.
Qingzhi was a little lost and nodded in a daze.
Jiang Mianzhong said lightly: Congratulations, Meng Jiefu is a good person.
But the tone was not as good as congratulations.
Qingzhi bit her lip, recalling Meng Jiefu's performance over the past period of time, she said sincerely: Yes.I think it's very good, too.
Jiang Mianzhong felt like he was in his throat, and opened the car window suffocatingly, staring at the road outside the car for a while and asked: Do you care about him very much?
Qingzhi was asked a little bit: She is still in the stage of getting along, but... it’s quite fun to be with him.
Jiang Mianzhong didn't know why he felt so upset, and he felt so contradictory and uncomfortable, as if a piece of it collapsed somewhere.
Very big.
He asked directly: Are you officially together?
Qingzhi shook her head blushed: No...not yet, that's too fast.
Jiang Mianzhong's tone improved slightly, yes.
Later, there was no speech all the way.
After Qingzhi returned home, her grandmother was already asleep. The house was quiet and the lights in the living room were on.
Qingzhi entered the room to take a shower, came out and sat at the head of the bed and blew her hair, yawned and prepared to go to bed, and the charging mobile phone shook on the cabinet for a moment.
She held the blowing air in one hand and tapped the interface with the other.
At the top is Jiang Mianzhong's unread information.
She turned off the blowing air incredibly, looked quietly, and then read the information after confirming.
It is a screenshot of two successful movie tickets.
A movie that will premiere tomorrow, with a love theme.
It was filmed by a famous director she has been following for a long time. The film is set in City A, and the protagonists are several young and powerful people.
This is a movie adapted from a novel. It has a lot of publicity and many fans of the novel and actors. As soon as the premiere tickets came out, they were robbed and difficult to buy.
I don't know how he got it.
Next is his text message, which is still concise and concise, just like his previous style.
Go to the movie tomorrow?
Qingzhi lay in embarrassment into the pillow on the bed, rubbed her face against Xiangxiang's pillow, then raised her head, hesitated for a while, and replied in a complicated mood: Sorry, Brother Mian Zhong, Jie Fu had made an appointment with me in advance to go to the Window of the World.
After a long time there, a bare word was replied.
good.
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