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Shang Yuan raised his hand to look at his watch, there were still 20 minutes to reach his destination. He motioned for a glass of water, and the stewardess came with a glass of water, with exquisite makeup and a sweet smile. She said, sir, the water you want. When Shang Yuan was taking it, the water glass left the soft hand ahead of schedule. The water wets the clothes and spreads quickly. He frowned, and the stewardess immediately took out a white napkin to wipe it for him, saying sorry, with the same smile on her face. Sure enough, he looked well-trained. He took the napkin and said it was all right. Then wipe gently.
The first thing Shang Yuan did when he got off the plane was to rush back to the company. Because of the weather, an important meeting had been delayed for two days. Just after making a phone call in the lobby, the woman who came to meet her has a good figure. She said: "Sir, I'm sorry, can you leave your contact information?" Shang Yuan recognized her as the stewardess who overturned the water, and heard her continue: "I was not careful just now, and the higher-ups want you to leave your contact information. " Shang Yuan didn't have time to listen to her nonsense, put the business card in her hand and left in a hurry. The woman in the hall smiled slyly. This is obviously a small trick with other arrangements, but it's just that he has something to do, so he didn't think much about it.
Later, the apologetic phone call turned into an invitation from a friend, and the invitation from a friend became a date from a lover. Everything seemed to fall into place. Sang Rou looks sweet and has a good figure. The way of life with Shang Yuan tended to be the same again. After hearing about the intention of the water cup incident, he only listened to it with a smile. Sometimes feelings are like this, appreciating each other's appearance, affirming their character, and being single, being together is just a matter of talking or not. In this city, they have no intention of being right. After work. Clubbing together, watching a movie, tasting a bottle of red wine. After four months of contact, Sang Rou moved to Shangyuan's residence.
Is fate wonderful? No, many times it is just a repeated extension of the relationship.
One day, Sang Rou's friend's birthday, invited Sang Rou to come, and emphasized Shang Yuan's appearance on the phone. Young people in their twenties naturally like to be lively. Sang Rou and Tong Shangyuan showed up on time after confirming their seat at "that time". Everyone laughed and blamed Sang Rou for taking so long to let Shang Yuan appear, saying that they should be punished. A glass of wine is in front of you. Shang Yuan smiled and said: "It should be punished, I will apologize to all my friends on her behalf." After finishing talking, he drank a glass of wine. Sang Rou raised her chin and said, "You are satisfied." Then she leaned against Shang Yuan with a blushing face. After the wine tour, a red-haired girl suddenly said, "Who knows my mind so well, this seat happens to be able to see Mi Yi." Sang Rou said: "I haven't seen him for a while." Someone interjected and simply called Mi Yi over for a drink. Shang Yuan followed everyone's gaze.
At the bar, a tall and thin boy was shaking the shaker up and down. The light was dim, so I couldn't see what it looked like. Seeing the waiter hand over the note written by the red-haired girl, he put down the shaker and jumped out from the side with clean movements. Walking over, he was busy greeting everyone. Sang Rou beside him said: "Mi Yi, this is my boyfriend Shang Yuan." Mi Yi smiled and said, "It's a new boyfriend." Sang Rou glared at him, then smiled again. Shang Yuan stood up and stretched out his hand: "Hello, I'm Shang Yuan." Mi Yi smiled back and shook it, and said, "It's still my way, it's so awkward." The red-haired girl came over with two glasses of wine, Mi Yi smiled and said, "Okay, Dragon Fruit, you know me enough." The two clinked glasses, and Shang Yuan was about to drink when the waiter who came over suddenly said, "Hey, Mi Yi, Yan Chen is drunk." Yi frowned, this woman drank the wine in her glass and was about to leave when Sang Rou grabbed her. Sang Rou said: "Yan Chen is back, when did it happen?" Mi Yi took out his hand and said, "I've been back for a week." Then he left quickly. Sang Rou sat down, looked at her from a distance, and asked, "Who is Yan Chen?" The girl named Pitaya said, "Yan Chen is a photographer, well-known in this circle, it is Sang Rou's good friend." Friend." Sang Rou nodded: "Yes, why didn't Mi Yi say it earlier."
Around ten o'clock, everyone broke up at the door of "At that time", and Sang Rou took Shang Yuan's hand and walked to the parking lot. Seeing Mi Yi head-on, Sang Rou called to stop him. Only then did Shang Yuan see Mi Yi's appearance clearly. Chestnut hair, bright eyes and thin lips, clear outline, slightly fair. Wearing a black hoodie loosely on his body, he really didn't look like a bartender. Shang Yuan smiled and listened to their conversation.
"Where is Yan Chen, are you all right?"
"That woman, if she can ask me for a cigarette, she's still alive."
"Why did you come back suddenly without saying a word?"
"Just come back."
"Mi Yi????"
"It's late, I'll go back and clean up, see you later."
Suddenly she turned her head and said, "Sang Rou, this new boyfriend is not bad." ThenHe took a sip and said thank you.
After dinner, Shang Yuan could see that her mood was not so bright. After taking a shower, I saw Sang Rou leaning against the window, looking out and thinking about something. Shang Yuan sat by the bed: "What are you looking at, or are you still thinking about something?" Sang Rou turned her head, with a bright smile on her face, sat down next to him, and didn't speak for a while. When Shang Yuan was about to get up and leave, he heard Sang Rou say: "Shang Yuan, do you still remember your first love?" Shang Yuan looked at her, Sang Rou's skin was very good, and her facial features were still as delicate after removing makeup, "Do you still remember your first love?" Will you get in touch?" Lin Shangyuan smiled, "My first love was in the second semester of my sophomore year, a flower in the English Department." Sang Rou closed her eyes and asked, "Why did you break up at the beginning?"
"I can't say why. When we were about to graduate, everyone was busy looking for a job. There was no specific reason, so we naturally separated."
"That's how love is." Sang Rou smiled, pushed Shang Yuan lightly, and said with a smile, "Not bad, it's also a series of flowers." Her smile wiped away the tiredness on her face.
In the dark, Shang Yuan said: "I met Yan Chen the day before yesterday, and we went to drink together at that time."
"Yes." Sang Rou replied confusedly.
"Who is Jinnian?"
Sang Rou opened her eyes and said, "I don't know." Shang Yuan was startled and didn't speak again. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com