Be a gold finger for the actress' rival in love GL

When Lin Peixia got up early to go to work, she found a girl who lived across from her house and was about to enter the door with breakfast.

She is still a very beautiful girl. Not only does she look good, but she also dresses exquisitely and fashionably. Her skin is tender and tender. She has not experienced any hardship at first glance, unlike the class that would live in such an old community.

Lin Peixia had something strange in her heart, after a period of trance, when she came back to her senses, the sense of disobedience disappeared and everything was normal.

The girl turned around and greeted with a smile: "Hi, I'm new here."

Seeing her smile, Lin Peixia couldn't control her expression, and couldn't help smiling back: "Hello, welcome."

She looked at the old-fashioned lady's watch in her hand, "I'm late for work, so let's go first."

"Ah good."

Lin Peixia left in a hurry, Song Jianzhi looked at her back in a daze, and the emotions that had been suppressed in front of her mother gushed out, and the eye circles immediately turned red, the nose was sour, and the heat went straight into the eyes.

She returned to the house with the already cold breakfast.

System: "You have unread messages, do you want to check them?"

Song Jianzhi wasn't in the mood to eat, so she just opened a carton of milk to drink, and when she heard the system's prompt, she slowed down and said, "Check it out."

She didn't feel the slightest bit of the process of traveling back to her native hometown, and she came back as soon as she closed her eyes and opened them.But according to the system, two days have passed in the book world.

The landing time was last night, and it was directly transmitted to this house.

Although she replied to Ming Xu's message as soon as she landed...

But it disappeared for two days. According to the system, there is still a few hours delay in the news——

Song Jianzhi looked at the chat history in the dialog box:

[081421:39] "It will rain tomorrow in city S, remember to bring an umbrella when you go out."

[081505:03] "Good morning, were you busy yesterday?"

[081516:18] "Still busy?"

With just a few words, Song Jianzhi looked flustered, especially when there were three or two video calls that no one answered.

As soon as she landed last night, she hurriedly replied to the message she received earlier, but the chat history shows that she replied at three o'clock in the morning:

[081603:45] "Recently, there are too many things in the company, and there are meetings one after another. I don't have much time to reply to messages. Sister Mingxu! Remember to check the gifts!"

Yes, Song Jianzhi was careful, and before leaving, he told his assistant to give gifts to Ming Xu according to the number of days, and it never changed every day.

Trying to use money to divert Ming Xu's sister's attention, so that Ming Xu can experience the sense of peace of mind that "if you love her, you will spend money for her".

But Song Jianzhi couldn't think of a dozen gifts to coax people in a short while, so he could only tell his assistant to do it in the way of pursuing favor.

Song Jianzhi: I am too difficult

She glanced at the message she had just received, Ming Xu replied almost as soon as the message arrived there.

[081603:46] "Why haven't you slept yet?"

[081603:50] "Come on, good night."

Song Jianzhi touched the phone screen with his fingers, but couldn't tell what it felt like.

You are the one, why haven't you slept yet?

Song Jianzhi typed and deleted a sentence, deleted and typed again, and finally replied:

"You too, after finishing the work at hand, we can go to the reality show together."

Song Jianzhi thought for a while, although Ming Xu didn't seem to have any doubts, but he did all the tricks:

"Did you like the gift I gave you?"

Hmm, that should be fine.

She put down the matter about Ming Xu, turned to sipping milk, and thought of her parents.

She didn't dare to sleep, and waited at the door for more than half an hour before her mother came out to work and met her.

But what about father?

Song Jianzhi was not idle, taking advantage of the sunny morning and when mothers and old people took their children to the community to bask in the sun, he went to make a side note.

In this kind of old community, everyone has a good relationship. When Song Jianzhi was hospitalized, some close friends came to visit her.

Good-looking people have privileges everywhere, and because she is a girl with a good temperament, everyone is not very wary of her face.

Song Jianzhi started when she moved in and met her mother in the morning. Women like to gossip when they get together. She guided a few words without any trace, and she heard a mother-in-law say:

"Peixia's child is also suffering. When the child was here, she suffered for the child for more than ten or twenty years. Now that the child is gone, the family is left with debts."

Another middle-aged woman holding a baby said: "Xiao Song works outside every day to make money, and she is also working hard. The debt is paid off, so life will be easier."

"There is still no descendant, there is not even a doll left - I saw their girl back then, she is so pretty, and she has a sweet smile. It's a pity, alas."

"How many times has Peixia's natal sister-in-law persuaded her, whether it's birth or adoption, there must be one? But she doesn't want it now—according to me, it's not suitable now, the debt has not been paid off, how can she afford a child. "

"Let's not worry about it, each family has its own way of living." The old man tucked the blanket for the little granddaughter in the stroller, and when he looked up, he saw Song Jianzhi beside him.

"Here's an unmarried one. Hearing what we said, he must feel bored." The old man laughed.

Several people jokingly followed, and Song Jianzhi managed to smile: "Why, I didn't expect me...my neighbor's house still has this kind of thing."

"It's not easy to live." The old man sighed.

"You said that again, the little girl is a good time when she is young, where has she suffered the hardships of life--it is best for me to say that I don't understand these things in my life, whether I understand, whether it is suffering or not, I still have to live as usual ..."

Yes, we must continue to live as usual.

In the evening, when the vegetable market was about to close and the food was cheap, Lin Peixia went to the vegetable market after get off work.

She bought some lettuce and was picking zucchini. She always felt that someone was watching her.

When she handed the zucchini to the vegetable vendor, she stopped by to look back and met the eyes of the last girl.

The girl was so good-looking, Lin Peixia remembered it just by meeting her once.

"Ah, you also come to buy food?"

"Yeah." The girl nodded in response, looking cute, "What a coincidence."

Although it was a simple daily response, Lin Peixia couldn't help feeling a sense of closeness in her heart. She was sure that she had never seen this person before, but she always felt that this girl was kind.

Seeing that the girl didn't know how to pick vegetables, and put the corn in the bag without pinching it, Lin Peixia said:

"Did you just leave your parents and live by yourself?"

Song Jianzhi paused as he reached for the onion, then slowly blinked.

No, she is... just returned to her parents.

Song Jianzhi blinked twice, smiled and said, "Yeah, how did you know that?"

Lin Peixia chuckled: "It seems that you have never cooked, and you must be the favorite of the family."

"You can't buy this dish like this. You need to see if the corn kernels are tender and whether there is much water..." Lin Peixia picked up a corn and peeled it to teach the girl.

She spoke carefully and trivially, and helped Song Jianzhi filter out a few other things by the way, but the girl couldn't hear her answer for a long time.

Lin Peixia looked up, but found that the girl was looking at her without blinking.

She was a little embarrassed and said, "I've said too much, and you'll know it slowly."

Song Jianzhi hadn't heard such trivial chatter from her mother for a long, long time, like cotton wool, spread out in front of her little by little.

Just listening to it made my whole body warm up.

Song Jianzhi shook his head and said softly: "You are right, these are what I should learn."

These are all things I should learn from you as a daughter.

Lin Peixia was relieved: "It's fine if you don't find it annoying."

The two paid the money and walked out together.

"Can you cook?" Lin Peixia asked suddenly.

Of course Song Jianzhi wouldn't, she went out to buy groceries just to meet her mother by chance, and she bought snacks and instant noodles in the afternoon, if it doesn't work, she can still order takeaway, right?

"Not very good." Song Jianzhi said honestly, "I'm going to learn from the Internet."

"I think so, why don't you come to my house to eat." Lin Peixia suddenly suggested, "You just moved here, and I'm the neighbor, so I'll take care of you."

Song Jianzhi almost responded, but remembering that her mother didn't know herself, her rationality made her swallow the words:

"It's too much trouble for you, no, I'll just—"

"I eat alone, and it's not easy to cook. If I cook too much, there will be leftovers. Why don't we work together."

Lin Peixia had just thought of it suddenly, and she knew she was a bit abrupt, but it seemed...it seemed that she didn't want to see the girl in front of her alone.

What a lovely child.

like... like...

She stopped her thoughts and pressed the sadness that was about to overflow back to the deepest part of her heart, "If you feel embarrassed, cook with the vegetables you bought."

Having said that, the girl in front of her hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Then I will trouble you."

Lin Peixia smiled in relief. There were smile lines in the corners of her eyes that could not be covered, which were the tender marks left by the years on her body.

"Then make a big dish tonight, and I'll cut some meat."

"Hey, I'll pay, I'll pay."

"You will provide the vegetables, and I will provide the meat—you are young, I don't know, it is actually quite rare for someone to eat the dishes you cook yourself."

Lin Peixia spoke lightly, but she couldn't think deeply.

Song Jianzhi followed her and saw her mother's black hair mixed with a few strands of gray, like catkins dyed with gray, gently settled in Lin Peixia's life.

It was the fine marks left by the gears of time rolling over her body.

On a new day, Li Man received another gift from Ms. Song's assistant.

Changing patterns of jewellery, good resources that Ye Ziqing received continuously, even apartments in the third ring road of S city, Maserati car keys, were sent to sister Mingxu continuously.

As for the flowers, they have never been broken. Now there are five or six bouquets of roses in Sister Mingxu's room. When she opens the door, it's like walking into a rose garden.

Li Man carefully placed the gift box on Ming Xu's bedside, for fear of knocking on the expensive gift inside, it might be an antique that just came off some auction.

When Mingxu came back, the place closest to the door was still empty before going out, but now the freshest roses were already placed.

Looking at her energetic and gorgeous appearance, she knew that she had just arrived today, and she had this "new favorite" delicate look.

Ming Xu didn't even lift her eyelids, she walked past the flower, and saw a pure white gift box on the bedside table without any surprise.

It is tied with a beautiful French bow ribbon, which is tempting to remove.

Ming Xu looked away coldly.

She turned on her phone and checked the WeChat messages.

Very well, Song Xiaozhi only replied to herself at noon this day.

Ever since Song Jianzhi returned to Xinghan, she suddenly became indifferent to herself, but she kept giving gifts instead.

She asked Ye Ziqing side-by-side, and even asked Chen Yuanning from Peng Zhou, and they all said that Song Jianzhi was fine, and the connection was normal.

After 6 days, I received more gifts than her replies.

As for the video—

After the fifth time no one answered, Ming Xu never initiated another call.

She narrowed her eyes, her pupils were covered by her long eyelashes, and the pupil light was dispersed into tiny strands of light, trembling uncomfortably with the trembling of her eyelashes.

Shows a fragile beauty.

Ming Xu raised his head back and leaned against the wall, with a swan neck.Her jaw was cold and hard, her lips were tightly pursed, and when she lowered her eyes to look at the phone, she showed a cold and glamorous look with a sense of isolation.

Two completely different senses of beauty are intertwined on Ming Xu's body, showing her emotions at this time in the rose bushes where no one is at all times.

"The finale banquet, are you coming?"

Ming Xu sent this sentence out.

The author has something to say: The author decided to go to bed early, so he will write here, and try to write more tomorrow.

There is a song list written by the author of Little Cute Xiangkang, and the single cycle I am writing today is "The Story of Your Life".

(Because the author listens to songs too complicated, so the following simple classification)

Often single cycle when writing this article:

"Confession Copywriting", "When I Met You, All the Stars Fall on My Head", "Wind Seeing Chicken (You can directly search for wind direction instrument) pure music"

When writing sweet love:

"When I miss you, I talk more", "Song to the girl I like first", "Sakura Sakura wants to see you", "I was wrong last night (Japanese song)", "Summer Blown by the Wind" "You Are Written in My Songs", "I Sing Love Songs for You", "Things (Jane Zhang Version Video at Station B)", "Only Feelings for You", "Pranks", "Mermaid", "Encounter", "Love You", " Tibetan, Electric Shock, iloveyoualwaysforever

and multiple songs from "Blushing Puberty" (that's the name of the group)

Soothe and lie peacefully (love to listen in a loop, has little to do with the text):

"nightgale", "Tsubaki", "Dream Companion", "Eternal", "Mountain Ghost", "Swallows Returning to the Nest", "Everythg039salright"

When the author has to code but can't lift his spirits:

"The King of Poems", "Superstar in Troubled Times", "The Messenger of Flowers", "Difficult to Read", "allfallsdown", "believer", "badguy" (and various b station ghost and animal versions)

When the plot requires it, show off a little:

"Big Side", "Bloody Love Story", "Worldly World", "sberarty", "crial", "bulletroof"

"вahыeджnhcы" is a new line for it. During ghs, the single song is often picked up and looped. This melody is very suitable for the bg of ghs

It's been so long, I'm bothering everyone.I hope you will also give the author some Amway hahahaha, the author is very omnivorous.

Good night.

(If you say good night to the author in the comment area, and the author says good morning to you tomorrow, I won’t reply today, chirp)