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Knowing that Luo Yuchuan and Jiang Miao actually knew each other, everyone sighed, "It's fate."

Yuan Kuohai was very excited, and wanted to call his youngest daughter Yuan Lingling's family, but was stopped by Xie Yunfang.

After eating, he dragged the juniors to drink tea with him, took the excellent book that Luo Yuchuan had organized, and recalled and felt emotional.

"Xiao Jiang, look, these are all my students. When I first entered school, they were all fresh meat. Now, some of them are middle-aged and starting to be greasy."

Jiang Miao held the open booklet, smiled and said nothing.

Yuan Yingying came out with a plate of washed fruits, and said with a smile, "Dad, why are you still in the Appearance Association? Aren't they all your students?"

Yuan Kuohai sipped his tea: "If you're my student, then I have more say. Look at the photos, how many of them have stomachs bigger than mine, Xiao Jiang, don't you think so?"

How could Jiang Miao answer yes or no, Zhengchou dealt with it vaguely, and handed a strawberry beside him.

Jiang Miao looked up, and Luo Yuchuan was looking at him with a strawberry in his hand. Seeing that he didn't pick it up, he asked, "Do you want strawberries or peaches?"

Jiang Miao froze for a moment, took the strawberry and said, "Thank you."

Biting the strawberry in his mouth, whether it was sour or sweet, Yuan Kuohai's problem was solved.

Yuan Kuohai looked at Luo Yuchuan who was pouring tea, and remembered an important event, he turned to Jiang Hao and said, "You take some photos of Xiaochuan when you are free."

"Huh?" Jiang Hao originally swiped his phone with his head down, but he was at a loss when he heard such an order.

Yuan Kuohai pointed to the book: "It should also be included in the booklet, please take better photos."

Jiang Hao looked at Luo Yuchuan and then at Jiang Miao, and said, "What am I filming for, let Xiao Jiang do it."

Both Luo Yuchuan and Jiang Miao were taken aback.

Luo Yuchuan quickly glanced at Jiang Miao, lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

Jiang Miao just bit into half a strawberry, swallowed it, and said, "I..."

Jiang Hao turned his head and asked Luo Yuchuan: "Give me money?"

Luo Yuchuan was asked: "What?"

"Take a photo, give me money?"

Before Luo Yuchuan could answer, Yuan Kuohai waved his hand: "Xiaochuan is free to do this for me. How many photos do you want to charge? No, no!"

Jiang Hao said "Oh" and glanced at Jiang Miao again.

Luo Yuchuan didn't know Jiang Hao's intentions, he was looking forward to it just now, but now he became nervous again.

If you don't pay, will Jiang Miao not be allowed to take pictures?If you give money, how much is appropriate?Do you want to check the market price or something...

But Jiang Miao understood what Jiang Hao meant. Jiang Hao pushed the work to him, firstly to let him practice his skills, and secondly to let him make some money.

He cleared his throat and said, "I'll shoot."

Luo Yuchuan looked up at Jiang Miao, pinched a strawberry and handed it over.

Jiang Miao took it over: "...Thank you."

Yuan Kuohai clapped his hands and said with a smile: "It's settled, you two can make an appointment by yourself, by the way, take a few more photos, and add more styling, just like them, take two photos of work and life Three of them."

Luo Yuchuan was a little embarrassed: "No need?"

Yuan Kuohai glared at him: "This thing was made to commemorate me, and I will shoot it if I say so."

Before leaving, Yuan Kuohai told Luo Yuchuan to send Jiang Miao home.

In fact, even if Yuan Kuohai didn't confess, Luo Yuchuan thought so too. He was only worried that Jiang Miao would not want to.

Jiang Miao was also hesitating in his heart, he and Luo Yuchuan were not on the same road, besides, he left someone behind last time and left, and today he sent someone to send him off again, which was quite embarrassing.

He declined politely: "No need, the senior and I are not on the way..."

Yuan Kuohai waved his hand: "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, Xiao Chuan drove the car."

...It seems that this is not the point...

Jiang Miao couldn't tell Yuan Kuohai, so she had to go to see Luo Yuchuan, but she saw that Luo Yuchuan was also looking at him. Although there was no expression on his face, there was anticipation in his eyes.

Jiang Miao felt something jumping in his chest, he collected himself and said, "Then I will trouble the senior."

He said goodbye to Yuan Kuohai and Jiang Hao: "Goodbye Teacher Yuan, goodbye teacher's wife, goodbye Teacher Jiang, goodbye Teacher Xiao Yuan."

Luo Yuchuan followed him out, and also said goodbye: "Goodbye, Teacher Yuan, goodbye, teacher's wife..."

He met Jiang Hao who came to the door to see off the guests, and pursed his lips: "Goodbye."

Jiang Hao was stunned for a moment, as if he felt that something was wrong, and he didn't react for a while. When he returned to his home with Yuan Yingying, he slapped his thigh: "I said it feels weird, Xiao Chuan didn't call me senior today. !"

All the way was smooth, but I didn't expect to walk halfway, and half of the road was closed for construction at night. It was impossible to go back, so I could only squeeze in the traffic and move forward slowly.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Jiang Miao felt a little nervous.

Luo Yuchuan probably didn't have the habit of listening to music in the car. The last time he took another car, he didn't play music or listen to the radio. It's the same today.

The car was so quiet that apart from the sound of the engine, the only sound was the blowing of the air conditioner.

Luo Yuchuan reached out and grabbed the middle armrest box.

Jiang Miao frowned, seeing that Luo Yuchuan had a pack of cigarettes in his hand, and then exhaled lightly.

He turned to the right side, secretly blaming himself for being too nervous.

Luo Yuchuan shook the cigarette case, and a cigarette jumped halfway out from the opening. He lowered his head and caught the cigarette, glanced at the rearview mirror, and put the cigarette down again.

Jiang Miao sat up a little and looked at the armrest box: "Do you want a fire?"

Luo Yuchuan shook his head: "No, no more smoking."

Jiang Miao didn't know why he changed his mind, so he couldn't ask any more questions.

The car fell silent again.

Jiang Miao couldn't help taking a sneak peek at Luo Yuchuan. The profile of this man was still handsome and serious, as if he was a little nervous.

Jiang Miao's heart skipped a beat.

Is he nervous?

The cell phone rang suddenly, and Jiang Miao couldn't help but raised his legs in fright. He glanced at Luo Yuchuan awkwardly, but saw that Luo Yuchuan let out a sigh of relief even though he didn't make any big movements, and his knuckles holding the steering wheel were twitching. Whitened by exertion.

Realizing that Luo Yuchuan had just been frightened, Jiang Miao wanted to laugh for no reason.

It was his cell phone that was ringing. He took it out and saw that it was Wu Xia's call. He picked it up: "Wu Xia, are you off work?"

Wu Xia said "um", and said flatteringly, "Good Miaomiao, please bring me a supper back."

Jiang Miao hung up the phone and looked at Luo Yuchuan with some embarrassment.

Luo Yuchuan raised his eyebrows: "What?"

"Well, I may trouble you to take a detour."

Wu Xia wanted to eat fried chicken. Although the fried chicken shop they called was also in the direction they were going back, it took two more streets to get there.

Jiang Miao thought that the fried chicken shop was about three blocks away from the neighborhood where he lived, so he thought that Luo Yuchuan would send him here, and he would go shopping and walk back.

Luo Yuchuan had asked for his address when he got on the bus, but now he shook his head and said, "I told you to send you home."

Luo Yuchuan drove the car into the street of the fried chicken shop, stopped at the side of the road, and said to Jiang Miao, "Go, I'll wait for you here."

Jiang Miao didn't insist anymore, and quickly got out of the car and ran to the fried chicken shop.

Luo Yuchuan looked at the direction he was running away, frowned, and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel a little anxiously.

He suddenly realized that he had overlooked something.

He still remembered Wu Xia, that very close friend who leaned on Jiang Miao when he was drunk.

Or the...friends who live together and can bring supper at will?

Luo Yuchuan grabbed the cigarette case habitually, thought for a while, and threw the cigarette case back again.

Last time at the food stall, he noticed that Jiang Miao seemed to be more sensitive to the smell of cigarettes. Whether it was or not, he didn't want to make Jiang Miao uncomfortable because of a few puffs of cigarettes at this time.

Jiang Miao quickly ran back with a bag of fried chicken, and brought Luo Yuchuan a cup of milk tea: "Thank you for taking me home."

Luo Yuchuan froze for a moment, said thank you, took the milk tea and put it in the cup slot of the armrest box.

Jiang Miao hugged the bag of fried chicken, smiled and said, "No wonder you want to eat it even if you're afraid of gaining weight. This smells really good. Ah, it's stained your car with the smell."

The smell of fried chicken in the carriage was really strong, Luo Yuchuan started the car, lowered the window a little, and said, "Just let the air in."

Jiang Miao said, "Then turn off the air conditioner."

Luo Yuchuan turned off the air conditioner, and asked casually, "Do you often eat supper?"

"Not often, I will eat a little when I come back from get off work when I am hungry, but most of the time I am too tired to eat."

Luo Yuchuan nodded, and instead of delving into the question, he asked, "Is the place you live rented? It seems to be an old community."

"Well, yes, compared to the urban area, the rent here is relatively cheap." Jiang Miao smiled, "It's more cost-effective for us to share the rent together."

Luo Yuchuan nodded again, he was a little happy.

Shared renting, sharing expenses, at least explain, it's not a couple's relationship, right?

Jiang Miao didn't know what he was thinking at the moment, and said with emotion: "Speaking of which, I want to thank Wu Xia for willing to share the rent with me, otherwise where would I find such a suitable house."

"Have you known each other for a long time?"

"Seven or eight years."

"Oh."

Luo Yuchuan didn't ask any more questions.

The car soon stopped at the entrance of the community where Jiang Miao lived. Jiang Miao pushed the door open and remembered that he had forgotten his business. He said, "Senior, when is it convenient for you to take pictures, let's make an appointment."

Luo Yuchuan said, "I'll go back and check the schedule."

Jiang Miao took out her mobile phone: "That's all right, let's leave a call, and I also need to prepare some equipment here."

"I have it."

"Ok?"

Jiang Miao looked at Luo Yuchuan, feeling a little dazed. He didn't know what Luo Yuchuan meant by "what I have".

Luo Yuchuan glanced at him, then looked away slightly: "I have your number."

Jiang Miao froze for a moment, remembering that the last time he went to pick up Wu Xia at the bar, it was Luo Yuchuan who called him on his mobile phone.

It's just that it's been a long time, and I don't know if the call record has been flushed out, or did Luo Yuchuan write down the number?

"Oh, let's add a WeChat, it's also my phone number." Jiang Miao said and clicked on the WeChat icon.

Luo Yuchuan took out his phone, clicked on WeChat, and added friends.

Jiang Miao saw that he entered his mobile phone number almost without hesitation, and looked up at him.

Luo Yuchuan lowered his brows and eyes, his expression was focused, and he didn't know if it was because of the lighting, but his slightly serious face now turned a little gentle.

Jiang Miao was lost in thought, Luo Yuchuan looked at him.

"……Um?"

"You haven't passed yet."

"...Oh." Jiang Miao hurriedly approved Luo Yuchuan's friend application. He thought for a while and said, "Give me another one of your phone number."

Luo Yuchuan didn't say anything this time, and dialed Jiang Miao's number. Jiang Miao hung up the phone and saved the number in the address book. He shook the phone to Luo Yuchuan, smiled and said, "I will remember this time."

Watching Jiang Miao enter the community, Luo Yuchuan did not drive away in a hurry.

He picked up the cup of milk tea, inserted the straw, and took a sip.

The milk tea was lukewarm, with an indescribable aroma.

Very sweet.

When he got home, it was already past eleven o'clock. Luo Yuchuan checked his work schedule. He didn't have to spend time at the construction site recently, and his rest days were fairly fixed, but he didn't know if Jiang Miao's job would be a good time for weekends.

He took his mobile phone and wanted to call Jiang Miao, checked the time, and sent a WeChat message instead.

"Can you make arrangements for the weekend?"

Soon, Jiang Miao came back: "No problem."

Luo Yuchuan looked at the calendar and decided to choose the next weekend.

Jiang Miao sent another message: "Where do you want to shoot, senior?"

location?

Luo Yuchuan originally had no plan for taking pictures, and he really didn't think about it.

After a while, he replied: "It's at Z University."

Jiang Miao replied with an OK expression.

After saying goodnight to each other, Luo Yuchuan clicked on Jiang Miao's Moments, and found that he hardly posted on Moments, and he didn't know if he really didn't post, or he didn't have permission to view it.

When logging out of WeChat, Luo Yuchuan saw that there were more than a hundred chat records in the classmate group, so he clicked in to have a look.

It turned out that Li Ran, Ding Xi and the others had already agreed on the time for the class reunion.

Ding Xi: "Everyone tell each other, I won't notify everyone one by one."

Luo Yuchuan pulled down the record and saw the one with the confirmed time. After all, it was the day before the school anniversary.

He set a reminder on his phone, and replied in the group: "Got it."

Jiang Miao called Hu Chengjie and said that she wanted to borrow equipment from him to help people take pictures.

Hu Chengjie was very happy, and said: "You have finally figured it out, the equipment is easy to talk about, just come and get it at a certain time."

Jiang Miao thanked him.He has already planned to resign from the shoe store, and the tutoring job is also going to stop after the end of the final exam this semester.

It's just that he hasn't told anyone yet, at least about resigning, he needs to talk to Wu Xia first.

He calculated the money in his hand, and it was still a little short to redeem the camera, but when he got the salary settled at the shoe store, if he saved a little more, it should be enough.

If he proposed to Wu Xia that the rent should be paid later or even postponed for a month or two, Wu Xia would definitely agree.

But he doesn't want to.

It's love for friends to help you.Compared with those rents, affection is much more important.

After Hu Chengjie chatted with him for a few words, he brought up the topic of going to his studio: "Really, I'm not joking with you about this, or you can come and see it when you're free, and feel it."

For Hu Chengjie's invitation, Jiang Miao felt his sincerity.

It's just that he's still thinking about it now. He used to take pictures out of hobbies, but now he wants to make money from it. Some things must be different.

Hu Chengjie said: "I'm going out to take a set of photos the day after tomorrow, will you contact me when I come back?"

"Row."

That day, Jiang Miao went to work in the morning, and went to the student's house for tutoring in the evening before returning to the rental house.

He went to take a shower, turned on the washing machine to wash his clothes, and sent Wu Xia a text message asking if he could prepare supper for him in advance.He planned to talk to Wu Xia about resigning today.

Wu Xia didn't reply to the text message until after get off work: I won't eat, I'll sleep when I come back, I'm exhausted.

A colleague wanted to go out to play and transferred shifts with Wu Xia. Wu Xia had been on shift for four consecutive days and was really tired.

Wu Xia came back and lay down on the sofa, yelling, "I won't take a shower, I'll just sleep here."

Jiang Miao handed him a glass of water: "You can sleep here if you can bear it, I have no objection."

Wu Xia has a cleanliness habit, and he can't stand it without taking a bath.

Wu Xia squinted his eyes and looked at him, with a look of lovelessness on his face: "Do you want to wait for me to die and inherit mine..."

As he spoke, he got stuck.

"Inherit what from you?" Jiang Miao smiled, stretched out her foot and lightly kicked his calf, "Your trousers? I don't want them, I can't wear them."

Wu Xia is shorter than Jiang Miao. Compared with people of the same height, Wu Xia's body proportions are very good, but compared with Jiang Miao, his long legs have become his weakness.

Wu Xia was stunned for a while, then smiled wryly and said, "I'm exhausted and you still hurt me."

Jiang Miao looked hard-hearted: "If you have the strength to toss and take three baths here, go quickly and tell you something after washing."

Wu Xia turned her head and glared at him before struggling to get up, angrily going to take a shower.

Wu Xia let out a comfortable sigh when the hot water poured on her body.

If it wasn't for the idea of ​​working out a continuous break with colleagues and going home to see grandpa and parents, he really didn't want to work so hard.

He tilted his head back and let the hot water pour over his head, then lowered his head and shook his hair.

Suddenly there was a woody aroma behind the ears.

Wu Xia froze for a moment, then stretched out her hand to caress the skin behind her ear.

Qiao Ruige will appear in "Jintai" and Wu Xia is not surprised at all.

At that time, when the brand owner said that there was a cabinet lady in "Jintai" who was pregnant and needed an internal coordination staff to come over, Wu Xia took the initiative to apply to the store manager.

During that time, Qiao Ruige came to the store every day, and he really wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

But it wasn't particularly difficult for Qiao Ruige to find "Jintai".

You don't need to find someone to check it, just ask a colleague in a shopping center and you will know.

So Wu Xia watched Qiao Ruige walk to the perfume counter, and asked politely and flatly, "Do you need to buy perfume, sir?"

Qiao Ruige didn't answer, just glanced at him, and walked around the perfume counter.

It's already summer, and Qiao Ruige is not as gentlemanly in suit and leather shoes as before. Instead, he wears short-sleeved T-cropped trousers and casual attire. At first glance, he looks like a rather refreshing rich man.

But it wasn't the first day Wu Xia knew him.

Every time Qiao Ruige appeared in the past, he always had a smile on his face, unlike now, not to mention half-expression on his face, and cold eyes.

Wu Xia's heart was pounding, he was suddenly worried that the Second Young Master Qiao would get windy and smash the counter.

Qiao Ruige circled around, walked to Wu Xia's side again, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and asked lazily, "Do you have any recommendations?"

"Do you have a favorite fragrance, sir?"

Qiao Ruige shrugged indifferently.

Wu Xia said, "Then you should try these models, they are quite popular."

He took out a few pieces of scent paper, picked out a few men's perfumes, sprayed them on the paper, fanned them again, and handed them to Qiao Ruige for him to smell.

Qiao Ruige didn't pick it up, didn't smell it, and said in the same lazy tone, "This is not allowed to test, it should be sprayed on the skin."

Wu Xia said in her heart that I knew it.He still maintained a polite smile on his face: "Then let me try it on your wrist?"

Qiao Ruige did not answer, staring at the perfume bottle on the shelf, wondering if he was in a daze.

Wu Xia didn't bother to talk to him, and put away the scent paper.

The figure next to him swayed, and he felt a chill behind his ears. Wu Xia hurriedly turned his head, and a strong woody aroma with the smell of tobacco and alcohol immediately rushed into his nostrils, and he saw that Qiao Ruige was putting a bottle of The perfume is put back on the shelf.

Wu Xia was surprised and angry: "What do you mean?"

The corner of Qiao Ruige's mouth hooked slightly, and suddenly he leaned close to Wu Xia's ear and said, "Remember, this is my taste."

Wu Xia hurriedly took two steps back, staring at Qiao Ruige angrily.

Qiao Ruige looked in a good mood, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked away with a smile.

Although the top note of the perfume was pungent, it didn't last long, and Wu Xia had already forgotten about it even when he was exhausted after a day's work.

Until now, when the hot water poured down, the scent of perfume left on the skin was stimulated again.

At this moment, the fragrance has become mild, even a little lingering, faintly diffused in the small shower room.

Wu Xia slowly brought the finger that had touched the fragrance to the tip of her nose, and sniffed it lightly.

Lingering mild ebony aroma.

Wu Xia twirled her fingers lightly.

Qiao Ruige's voice sounded in my ears: "Remember, this is my smell."

Wu Xia was a little dazed.

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