chasing wife crematorium

Su Lan and Feng Qingzhou sat half-kneeling on the mat, and the three of them looked at each other.

The woman who was scratching the chin of Snowball in her arms was dressed very freshly.

A white student shirt, a dark sweater over it, and a pair of all-match jeans underneath, Su Lang couldn't pick out any other thorns except for being cold.

She looks about the same age as herself, and her face is full of collagen... oh no, the skin is white and smooth, like a freshly peeled egg.

A small table was placed on the tatami, the woman was holding a snowball in her arms, and there was also a book in the state of flipping on the table.

The sunlight streamed down on her side face, intertwined with the black hair hanging down to her waist, and a fragrance of literature filled the entire small room.

Although it was pleasing to the eye, Su Lang couldn't help but think in a bad mood: there is still a pair of earphones missing.

The woman raised her hand, stroked the thin paper on the book, and opened her mouth lightly: "Just now I came across a sentence in the book, 'If you write love as an immortal legend that is about to fall into the city, will you rush to the city without hesitation? Come', I like it very much. My name is the word Cixue.” [citation ①]

Can't this person just say that he is tongue-in-cheek, the snow of snowflakes?

Feng Qingzhou had a toothache, and was thinking about how to introduce himself and Su Lang, when Su Lang answered the words very smoothly: "Hello miss, I can't."

Feng Qingzhou: "..."

I won't be a ghost!Who is asking you!I'm sorry Miss Wenyi, she forgot about Su Lan.

Ci Xue was obviously taken aback for a moment, but suddenly she came to her senses and smiled lightly: "This girl is really humorous, don't you know her name?"

Miss, Haosheng...remember your name?

Feng Qingzhou straightened all the licked fur of the Persian cat, causing even more headaches.

Just now it was a fresh style of literature and art, but now it has become an ancient style of martial arts?

Will it be English next time?

The client this time seems to be a bit tricky.

Su Lang trembled, and she also looked uncomfortable: "My... er, no, my girl? My name is Su Lang, I'm Su, Men Jianlan."

Su Lang hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but said, "Well, I'm not very good at classical Chinese and literature, I can use Chinese...cough, can I communicate in modern Simplified Chinese?"

Feng Qingzhou was very calm on the surface, but actually almost died of laughter.

Ci Xue was very tolerant, and tapped her head lightly: "Okay, Miss Su."

Su Lan: "..."

Feng Qingzhou: "..."

They, this is a big deal, right?

After struggling to exchange names completely, they entered the theme.

Su Lan said: "Miss Ci, you are the owner of that email, right?"

Ci Xue pulled back her hair, pinned the hair on her forehead behind her ears, and then replied in a leisurely manner: "Yes, it turns out that Miss Su and I are very destined."

Feng Qingzhou heard the words, and stroked the cat very calmly, but the Persian cat in her arms suddenly rolled uncomfortably and meowed, which attracted the attention of Su Lang and Ci Xue.

Feng Qingzhou quickly patted and patted the uncle Meow, coaxing it to close its eyes and sleep again before giving up.

Su Lan added another level of mental retardation to this predestined relationship, and then said: "So... what kind of business does Miss Ci want to entrust our firm with?"

"Miss Su, have you ever heard that song?"

"Eason Chan's "Red Rose"?"

"some."

She thought to herself, how could she find here if she didn't listen?With that inexplicable white moonlight?

Ci Xue closed the book gently.

Su Lang saw that the cover showed a young girl sitting on the railing by the river, leaning on her back, singing in front of the surging river, while the wind was blowing the ends of the girl's hair, but it couldn't take away the twitch between her eyebrows. distressed.

Before she had time to take a second look, Ci Xue quickly put the book away, Su Lang only remembered that the title was quite literary.

This is probably a youth pain literature?

Su Lang once again spoiled the atmosphere and thought: I still need a pair of earphones.

Ci Xue looked at Su Lan and asked, "What does Miss Su think?"

Feng Qingzhou laughed, looking forward to Su Lan's answer.

Anyway, by no means a good answer.

Sure enough, Su Lan lived up to her expectations. She touched her chin, pulled the cat's hair off, and said very sincerely: "It's very nice, my friend must order KTV, will your friend order it?"

Ci Xue's expression froze for a moment.

Is this the point?Who wants to ask KTV if there is no order!

She tried to explain: "I mean, what is Miss Su's feeling after listening to it, such as her thoughts on the lyrics and tune..."

Feng Qingzhou smiled and took a sip of her tea. She already knew what kind of business this Miss Ci, who played out of common sense, probably needed.

Su Lang curled up the orange cat's tail and used it as a cat teaser, playing with the Persian cat next to her. The Persian cat meowed, glanced at her proudly and disdainfully, and continued to sleep.

And the orange cat whose tail was caught by her was very upset and scratched her stomach several times.

Su Lang laughed a few times, then she raised her eyebrows and thought about it, "Hmm...an idea..." She suddenly patted her stomach, feeling that she had found the right answer.

"What I can't get is always in turmoil, I am deeply touched!"

Ci Xue's face turned pale: "Dare to ask Miss Su, how do you feel?"

"Money."

Ci Xue blinked, thinking she had heard wrong: "What?"

money?

What a vulgar thing!

Su Lan carefully explained to her: "Money is brother Kong Fang. When I can't get it, my heart is always in turmoil. How can I make a lot of money without committing a crime?"

"..." Ci Xue was silent for a long time before saying, "Do you have any other ideas?"

"No."

Su Lang covered her mouth to hide her yawn, her eyelids drooped.There are sunshine, cats, and beauties. To be honest, she is a little sleepy.

The literary girl obviously refused to talk to this vulgar person any more, and turned her attention to Feng Qingzhou.

She made herself a cup of hot tea, washed off the vulgarity, and then asked, "Dare to ask this girl's name?"

Feng Qingzhou handed over his business card directly, without even bothering to say anything.

There is no need to explain too much, anyway, this kind Miss Gufeng will definitely help to complete it.

Sure enough, Ci Xue immediately pulled out two lines of poems: "Last night, there was an easterly wind in the small building, which relieved Luo Chang and went on the Lanzhou alone. It's really a good name."

Feng Qingzhou smiled slightly and said nothing.

Ci Xue seemed to understand that they were short of patience, touched the rim of the cup, looked far away, and finally got to the point: "I do have something important to ask for."

Feng Qingzhou tried her best not to mislead her diction: "I don't know what kind of business Miss Ci wants to do?"

"Did Jing Zhu lead you in?"

Ci Xue didn't answer her question directly, but threw out another question.

"Yes." Although Feng Qingzhou suspected that they knew each other from the beginning, he didn't ask much.

Ci Xue's expression was light: "He is my boyfriend."

It seems that the conversation is back to normal?

Feng Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief and didn't express any thoughts: "That's it."

To be honest, she doesn't care too much about other people's love.

Even getting married can cause accidents at any time, let alone not getting married?What she was curious about was, how did Jing Zhu get along with this person with a unique painting style?Could it be that Jingzhu is a hidden non-mainstream?

After thinking about the scene, Feng Qingzhou couldn't help laughing, so he had to pick up the Persian cat to help her block it.Uncle Cat slept soundly, but he was caught accidentally, his eyes were still dazed, very much like Su Lan who was drowsy next to him.

If it is also sorrel.

Ci Xue seemed extremely dissatisfied with their bland attitude, raised her chin, and continued, "What do you think of my boyfriend?"

Different from the pretentious literary melancholy of the past, Ci Xue's current posture is more like a queen waiting for people's praise. Feng Qingzhou feels that he may have underestimated this dramatist.

"Young and promising, as indifferent as a gentleman, and Miss Ci can be said to be a talented woman, and they match very well."

Ci Xue didn't seem to realize that this sentence was a scene, and said with satisfaction: "Thank you."

Feng Qingzhou smiled politely and said nothing.

For a moment, the room became quiet, only the meowing and sobbing of a few kittens not far away could be heard, as if they were begging for milk, they were so cute that they scratched my heart.

Like the orange cat in her arms, Su Lang was in a half-dream and half-awake state. Once she rolled it, she could roll it into a maroon ball.

If there are two dull hairs on the head, you can tie a bow and give it away as a gift.

Uh, send it out?Feng Qingzhou hesitated for a moment.

Or...give it to yourself.

Feng Qingzhou stared at Su Lan's hair for a while, anyway, the emperor is not in a hurry, and she is not in a hurry at all.

Not surprisingly, Ci Xue sipped tea for a long time with a peaceful posture, glanced at them from the corner of her eye, and finally couldn't sit still.

Feng Qingzhou and Su Lan, one fell asleep with the cat, and the other was not in a hurry, just like a normal person.

On the contrary, she herself has something to ask for from others. Is Nacho still interested?

Ci Xue stroked her hair in a compromised manner, and said, "Jing Zhu is fine with everything, but he has someone in his heart."

Su Lan cheered up a little bit, her eyes were full of mist from sleepiness: "There is someone in my heart? Are you?"

Kick over this pot of dog food.

Ci Xue sighed, and said very melancholy: "I thought I was his Irish Snow, but when he looked at me, he was always melting Mount Fuji in his heart."

Irish snow?Mount Fuji?

Su Lang is going to be annoyed to death by Ci Xue's little freshness, this is simply a series that has something to say!

She pulled Feng Qingzhou, and found that there was a cat in both her arms and it was inconvenient to move, so she had to move her buttocks, leaned forward and whispered into Feng Qingzhou's ear, "What is she talking about?"

It is said that people's hearing will become worse when they get old. If they stay with one person until they grow old, will it be like this: two people hold a cat in their arms, squint their eyes and rest in the sun, and occasionally want to talk, just stick to it. Whispering each other, the day passed.

Gradually, a lifetime passed by.

Feng Qingzhou moved a little to the right calmly: "Ci Xue means that Jing Zhu is with her, and there are other people in her heart. You can understand it as someone you can't let go of."

"Oh."

Su Lang moved back, Feng Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief, but felt inexplicably disappointed.

She looked at Ci Xue: "What does Jing Zhu think?"

Ci Xue poured tea slowly, with a hint of sarcasm between her brows: "He? A man... There is always such a white moonlight, the more he can't get it, the more commotion. In the past, the white moonlight was only in his heart , with me here, she is just in the corner, but now she came out of nowhere..."

After Ci Xue finished speaking, she clenched the teacup in her hand angrily, glanced at the two of them, and finally cared about her own image, and quickly became calm again.

Feng Qingzhou had a panoramic view of everything, and felt funny in his heart.

Su Lan said: "Jing Zhu doesn't look like a chaotic person."

Through the contact just now, she still has a good impression of Jing Zhu.He is personable, calm as water, and gentle to people and cats.

Will such a person cheat?

Ci Xue's eyes were burning brightly, and her smile was a little cold: "Why is the man I'm attracted to so volatile? It's just that Ms. Su seems to trust Jing Zhu more than my real girlfriend?"

Feng Qingzhou held his breath, Ci Xue's words could be said to be quite rude.

But her people don't have the turn to be picked on by others.

Feng Qingzhou smiled slightly, which was a little more sincere than the professional smirk just now, but the sharpness and oppression in her eyes were like real sharp blades, and the hairs stood on end without seeing blood.

Ci Xue froze all of a sudden, and was forced to look at Feng Qingzhou, her calm posture was no longer there.

"Miss Ci, don't be nervous, I just want to ask, didn't you call yourself Miss Su before, how did you become Miss Su now?"

Feng Qingzhou stroked the ears of the Persian cat, and asked calmly and gracefully, as if just chatting.

The Persian cat seemed to be full of sleep, and it also raised its head and raised its chin high, with a very proud posture, like a princess visiting her subjects.

For some reason, Ci Xue was a little nervous.

Feng Qingzhou scratched the soft chin of the Persian cat again, it meowed, lowered its noble head to Feng Qingzhou, and rubbed against her again and again, as if acting like a spoiled child.

"Ms. Ci must be a little forgetful? That's right... Otherwise, how could Miss Ci forget that not everyone covets your boyfriend."

Especially for Su Lan, it's even more impossible.

She casually teased the cat in her arms.

Feng Qingzhou's speech was not fast, and there was no anger in his words. He still had a smile on his face, but it was full of shocking power. Ci Xue was shocked and couldn't help holding his breath.

"This……"

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Citation ①: The original text comes from a collection of literary and artistic words.

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Light Boat: Fierce.jpg

Ci Xue: trembling.

Su Lang: Who covets someone's boyfriend, can't I covet Jing Zhu? 【Confused face】