【Steel Refining Flame Steel】How to make the person I like also like me

①Mondavi Winery is one of the best wineries in the United States, located in California.

With all due respect, it was basically first love for Ed.

The so-called first love means that Edward basically didn't even know the fart of "love is a piece of wool" before that.He has never even read romance novels or romance movies, and he has no knowledge of love, only guesses, and the objects of his guesses are men and women who shamelessly kiss in public, homosexual couples who shamelessly kiss in a rented room where roommates may come back at any time, and shameless Cheating friends with sex kissing in a public restroom.Guided by such a distorted sample of the Three Views, Ed couldn't accept the fact that he probably has someone he likes for a while.

Of course, this also has something to do with the object he likes.You know, after the man disappeared from home afterwards, Ed basically didn't expect to see him again, let alone in such a short period of time, on such an occasion and with such an identity.

The other party didn't think there was anything wrong.The man named Mustangu is in high spirits at the moment, his face is against the sky, his brows are shining, and he feels like he can be on TV at any time-in fact, he probably wants to be on TV-in short, if it weren't for the small hair on his forehead hidden behind the bangs A piece of gauze reminded that what happened last night, Ed would basically think that what happened 8 hours ago was an illusion produced by his long-term desire and dissatisfaction.Faced with this situation, Edward's already low-efficiency EQ system was on the verge of collapse under the double blow of lack of sleep and caffeine hunger, and he struggled to deal with the "man after the event", "the director's wife's mistress", and "Mr. Anchor". , "Roy Mustangu" and other information tried to match the number.However, before he had time to put away his [Stunned.jpg] emoticon package, the other party had already extended his right hand over with a smile on his face.

"Nice to see you again, Dr. Eric."

The other party grabbed Ed's stiff paw and shook it twice in the air.

Seeing this, Lisa raised her eyebrows, "Oh, you two know each other?"

"I met at the welcome meeting last night." Mustangu smiled and withdrew his hand, "I didn't expect to meet again here."

Edward's eyes darkened.no?He didn't intend to admit it yet, why did the man himself admit it first afterwards?Can't he just pretend he doesn't know anything?Hello Mr. anchor, first time meeting, I am Edward Eric from Western University.What did you see me last night?What did you sleep at my house last night?No, no, you must be mistaken. I was in Algeria in North Africa last night, and I was going through the formalities to adopt an orphan for the elderly.Yes, I have given up looking for a relationship and plan to be alone for the rest of my life.

However, repeating the same mistakes, the least calm person at the moment seems to be the most irrelevant Edward.Looking up, it is needless to say that Mustangu, who is now beaming and looking very good-looking, even the wife of the director who turned blue just now has looked normal.Yi Ren smiled like a flower, walked slowly in the opposite direction, holding her husband's arm, turned around for a moment, and his shoulder brushed Mustangu behind him, but he didn't even raise his eyebrows, calm and composed, and looked like he could still go on TV at any time.Edward suspected that he was the one with the brain problem.

Just as Ed was wandering, Hawke on the side said, "I was at the welcome party last night, why didn't I see Eric?"

"I didn't stay long last night," Ed grudgingly said.

Unexpectedly, the man immediately took up the conversation, "Then it seems that Dr. Eric and I are destined for each other." After saying that, he grinned hatefully.

Ed scolded him for being shameless and dizzy at the same time.Wow, good looking is capricious.

Hawke looked at Mustangu, then at Ed, and said thoughtfully, "If you know each other, maybe you can organize an exclusive interview."

Ed shuddered, "Absolutely not!" Are you kidding me?

Lisa blinked, "I think if I can be interviewed exclusively on CNN, it should be a good publicity for the institute."

"I have intermittent epilepsy, and I will have seizures when I see the camera." He looked determined, "Please find my colleagues, and I will find them for you now."

The boy ran away without waiting for anyone's response, and glanced behind him, only to see that Mustangu was smiling with his head down.

Ed almost flinched.

Now that the matter was over, Ed naturally didn't feel ashamed to look for Lin again—in fact, the exhibition was already crowded with people, and he might not be able to find it without digging three feet.He simply ran away, walking with his head down all the way through the crowd to the fire escape stairwell at the back door of the exhibition, and then squatted down next to the fire extinguisher, covering his face.Hubak, who came to help today, was smoking a cigarette when he was so frightened by Ed who rushed in that he almost swallowed his cigarette butt.Ed squatted alone for a long time, wiped his face and took out his phone, only to see three or four missed calls and a string of text messages on the screen glowing like wolves. Izumi searched around but didn't look at him and came over to curse.Ed was haggard for a while.He typed:

"Sorry, I'm not feeling well.Probably won't come. 』

No lie, Ed is really uncomfortable.The coldness and hotness in the empty stomach are rolling alternately, along with the lymph and blood flowing freely in the body, rushing down to the lower abdomen and legs, up to the cheeks and heart, I don’t know if it’s because of lack of sleep, lack of food, or lack of other things. What is even more unspeakable.what is this?First love disease?Is there such a problem?What outpatient clinic should I go to see a doctor?Is it contagious?Ed was thinking wildly, feeling that the escape stairwell was like a life-saving straw to bring him back to the shore from the crowded meeting place and empty home, and it was also like the prison itself immobilized him and didn't know where he was going.At that time, the only thing Edward was clear about was that he could not go back to the place where the pathogen was, and he couldn't go back to the man named Roy Mustangu.

Roy Mustangu.Ed huddled into a ball and mumbled unconsciously, then suddenly felt a chill when he came back to his senses.He imagined the sound of Mustangu himself pronouncing the name when he introduced himself, the sound of the name broadcast on the TV station, and the sound of the director's wife calling out the name in the toilet cubicle.The background picture and text of the sound pairing do not match. There is an aftermath man looking at himself in the mirror through the dim light; .

Please don't really fall in love with him, please?Ed was holding his head anxiously, thinking that love at first sight or something is shameful enough and this guy doesn't look like a good person at first glance, hey.

Hope it ends there.

However, it is human nature for things to go against their wishes, and the next day the name was chanted around Ed again.At that time, Ed had just finished training in Izmi's office, and Izmi was furious at his behavior of squatting on the fire escape stairs all morning, leaving the funder and the media alone ("A whole morning, my little ancestor , you don’t think your legs are sore after squatting for so long?") The sound of slamming doors and lectures resounded through the corridor, and even the people in the opposite laboratory building poked their heads out of the windows to look in and out of the office.When the lecture was over, Ed felt that the spittle on his face was enough to water the flowers.He walked out of the office with a pen in his hands in disgrace and was about to go downstairs when he was stopped on the way.Ed thought it was some desperate person who was planning to kill him in anger, but when he looked up, it turned out to be Enwei.This guy is a lobbyist, hired by the research institute to deal with the corporate media. Simply put, he basically makes a living out of making people unhappy.This person is usually sneaky, has very suspicious ways of doing things, and speaks in a strange way. In short, Edward has been displeased with him for a long time, and has been thinking about the day when he will kill him with medicine in his food and drink, but he has no solution.At this moment, Enwei impatiently dragged Ed into the corner, with a lewd smile on his face, apparently wanting to discuss with himself some other matter of business.

"Do you know Mustang in private?" The other party threw out the name that Ed didn't want to hear the most, and Ed had a headache.Why put medicine in the food and drink, or just strangle him to death now.

"It can't be counted as knowing..." Ed really wanted to answer that he didn't know each other.

"I heard it all yesterday. He said that you two knew each other before."

Xiao Hei insisted that Ed wanted to smash him to death with a pencil.

"It can only be said that I have seen it, but it cannot be regarded as an acquaintance." The young man abruptly changed his hand holding the electric pen, "What do you want to do?"

"Don't be nervous." The other party sneered, "It's best if you don't know each other, for you."

What Edward hated most in his life was talking to this kind of guy who didn't speak human language, and felt that he would become a Virgo every minute.

"My friend, I'm very busy, talk straight and fart okay?"

Enwei finally felt happy after seeing Ed's unhappy face.He leaned back against the corner with a smile and said, "It's nothing, just someone told me that Mustango's composition is quite complicated. Thinking about it, the person who can resign from CBS and get himself to CNN is not so simple anyway. "

"CBS? Resign?" Ed never watched the news, thank God.

"Yes."

"why?"

"I don't know the specifics. I guess it's because the personal relationship is too complicated." Enwei drawled his voice, "It seems to have a connection with a member of parliament or something, not to mention the chaotic relationship between men and women."

It really goes without saying.Ed sneered inwardly.

"How can a news broadcaster be so capable?" Ed asked.

"That's right. When he resigned, it was said that even FOX and ABC offered him olive branches. It's impossible for him to do so. CNN has always been known for its rigorousness. Who would have thought that it would find such a notorious person."

"The words 'notorious' come out of your mouth very unconvincingly."

Enwei covered his mouth and laughed shrilly, Ed was terrified.

"I think it's a pill for me." The lobbyist smiled and pulled out the headphone cable from the pocket of his sweater. "This kind of person can still get along like a fish in water on the TV station. It's really hopeless."

"What happened to the TV station?"

Ed was so frightened that he almost threw the computer on the ground, and when he turned around, he saw Hawk'ai walking across the corridor on stiletto heels.Enwei pulled off the headphone cable that was about to plug into his ear.

"Ms. Hawk'ai," Ed looked at Enwei and went up to shake hands with a smile, feeling that the world is full of shameless people, "Aren't you here to do the final report for yesterday's exhibition? We are discussing your new anchor. Is Mr. Mustangu here?"

Lisa withdrew her hand in disgust, shrugged and said, "He flew to California yesterday afternoon."

"Oh, are you so busy at work?"

"Private matter. Are you looking for him?"

"Yes." Xiao Hei was delighted, and Ed rolled his eyes appropriately.

Lisa pretended not to see, "His flight at 1:[-] p.m. will be back in the evening."

After all, she seemed to give Edward a meaningful look, wondering if it was because he was overhearted.But right now, he actually has no time to care about such insignificant things. He only feels that his brain is gone forever on the road of illogical delusion, and his heart is running wildly between the narrow ribs. Jump.Before that, he just received a text message without saving the number. Edward almost deleted it as spam.The letter was sent at 12:37.

"Do you like the Cabernet Sauvignon of Mondavi ①?" 』

TBC