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For several days in a row, Wu Xia went to "Night Scenery" again, and every time he went, he was still the same, sitting at the corner of the bar and ordering a glass of the cheapest wine.

Still not in contact with strangers, of course, still did not wait for Qiao Ruige.

George never showed up.

Wu Xia didn't feel disappointed.He had indeed met Qiao Ruige here, and he also knew that the boss and Qiao Ruige had a deep friendship, but this kind of thing that was about chance or fate, it would be good if it happened, and there was nothing to blame if it didn't.

He felt that it was not appropriate to describe his behavior as "waiting for the rabbit".

At least in every respect, Jorig is not like that fluffy, gentle and harmless little animal.

After midnight, Wu Xia sat for a while, drank the last bit of wine in the glass, paid the bill and came out of "Night".

It had rained a while ago, the ground was completely wet, and water had accumulated in some uneven places. The air was full of water, and when the evening wind blew, I immediately felt that my body was covered with sticky moisture.

Wu Xia rubbed her arms, took out the cigarette case from her pocket, smoked one and lit it.

On rainy nights, it is always difficult to hail a taxi, Wu Xia is not in a hurry, he intends to finish smoking the cigarette first.

Putting his hands in his trouser pockets, he took out his phone by the way.

He unlocked it, clicked on the address book, swiped a few times, and saw the strange number that had been saved in the address book.

The remark name used has only one uppercase Q.

After all, he knew who Qiao Ruige was, but Qiao Ruige hadn't formally introduced himself to him, so Wu Xia still felt a little awkward just writing his name on his phone.

This is probably the reason why he came to "Night" and so on, but he was unwilling to tell Qiao Ruige.

Since seeing the news that the black factory was seized that day, Wu Xia has been thinking about whether to thank Qiao Ruige for this matter.

At first he felt that he should thank Qiu Xiaoxia for cheating him, Qiao Ruige helped him cure Qiu Xiaoxia, this should be thanks.

But after thinking about it again, why did Qiao Ruige have to intervene in the feud between him and Qiu Xiaoxia?

He had thought at the time that the black factory was seized and Qiu Xiaoxia was arrested. The bigger reason should be to offend Qiao Ruige.Then why was Qiao Ruige offended? It was really only because Qiu Xiaoxia tricked him and moved Qiao Ruige's "people"?

Thinking of these, Wu Xia felt deeply depressed and angry.

If he is not a fool, he will know what Qiao Ruige thinks of him.When he saw the news, there was still a little touch in his heart, just like the little touch in his heart when he received the box of flowers.

But as long as he thought of what Qiao Ruige had done to him, he couldn't calm down.

Qiao Ruige treated him as if he was teasing a kitten or a puppy, but also as if he was treating a plaything, which made him uncomfortable.

So Wu Xia has always been full of contradictions in his heart.

On the one hand, he felt that he didn't want to owe Qiao Ruige this favor, so he should say thank you.On the other hand, he felt that Qiao Ruige bullied him more often, and it was only as compensation for him.

So he came to "Night" with contradictory feelings.

When he came here on the first day, he was still a little apprehensive, imagining various scenarios of how he would face Qiao Ruige if he "coincided" with him.In the end, none of what he envisioned came true, because George didn't come at all.

Later, he calmed down.

I'll wait for mine, whether you come or not depends on fate.

Wu Xia took another puff of cigarette, and exhaled a beautiful smoke ring towards the night.

He raised his hand and flicked on the smoke ring with his fingers. Seeing the smoke ring being scattered, he smiled slightly.

If there is any trouble, it will disperse with a snap of the fingers like a smoke ring.

He looked at the phone again, the screen was already black, he swiped his fingerprint to unlock it, and the screen was still on the address book when it turned on.

There was a sound behind me, and I heard someone say, "Do you want to drive the car for you?"

A voice replied, "No, I will do it myself."

Wu Xia glanced back, and saw Song Zhe coming out of the bar, followed by a tall, thin middle-aged man.

Seeing him, Song Zhe was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Oh, isn't this Xiaomei...Xiao Wu?"

He waved his hand to signal the middle-aged man behind him to go back, walked to Wu Xia's side, and looked at the street: "What's the matter? Waiting for the bus?"

Wu Xia gave a casual "hmm".

Recently, Wu Xia has been coming to "Nightlight" almost every day, but he has never seen Song Zhe once. He never thought of avoiding this Boss Song. As for meeting him, will Boss Song inform Qiao Ruige? I didn't even think about it.

"Where do you live? I'll see you off?" Wu Xia's indifference didn't bother Song Zhe at all.

Wu Xia glanced at him and said, "Thank you, no need."

Song Zhe also took out a cigarette: "Hey, can I borrow a fire?"

Wu Xia glanced at him again, and handed over the half-smoked cigarette.

Song Zhe took it over, lit the cigarette and returned it: "Thank you."

Wu Xia took the cigarette, didn't say anything, and looked at the street silently.

Song Zhe smoked a cigarette and quietly looked at Wu Xia.In the past, he always jokingly called Wu Xia "little beauty" with Qiao Ruige, and he didn't think that Wu Xia was so special in his heart. Now, when he got closer and took a closer look, he suddenly understood why Qiao Ruige would I was moved.

Today Wu Xia is dressed very refreshingly, a white T-shirt, a pair of denim shorts, a pair of sneakers on her feet, and a faint scent of men's perfume on her body.Her short hair was neatly trimmed, and an obsidian stud earring on her left ear made her skin look even whiter.

Taking a closer look at Wu Xia's facial features, it seems that they are not particularly outstanding, they are more neutral, but they are very attractive when paired together, and his face looks calm but suppresses unhappiness, which is quite attractive.

She is not particularly tall, around 178cm, with good body proportions. She holds a cigarette between her slender fingers, and her leisurely standing posture makes people think she is a beauty even from a distance.

Song Zhe took a deep puff of his cigarette, damn it, Qiao Ruige really has a good eye for people.

"Listen to my buddy, you come to my place every day recently," Song Zhe flicked the cigarette ash, looked at Wu Xia with a smile, "Thank you for your support."

Wu Xia said "um", but still didn't speak.

He didn't know Song Zhe well at first, and what happened in "Night" twice was not very pleasant. Song Zhe's tone was full of ridicule, and he really couldn't think of friendship with Song Zhe.

But Song Zhe didn't mind his indifference at all, and said with a smile: "But I heard that you are all alone. Drinking alone is so boring. Would you like me to introduce you to a few friends? Don't worry, they are all here. A regular customer of ours, he does things with propriety."

Wu Xia glanced at him and said lightly, "No need."

Song Zhe said "ah" and patted his forehead: "Look at me, I'm confused, I'm not, haha, is it unnecessary? Why should I introduce it to you, Xiao Wu, you are..."

He moved closer to Wu Xia, almost close to Wu Xia's ear, and said in a low voice, "Are you waiting for someone?"

Wu Xia took a step aside abruptly, and the breath of Song Zhe's breath in his ear made him almost unable to resist swiping his arm. He glared at Song Zhe, pursed his lips, but still didn't speak.

Song Zhe still had an aggrieved tone on his behalf: "Who is this? It's really cruel to make Xiao Wu wait so long."

Wu Xia didn't answer. He looked down at the cigarette butt on his finger. It was almost burned out. He turned around and extinguished the cigarette on the wall outside the bar and flicked it into the trash can not far away.

Song Zhe took another puff of the cigarette, and threw the remaining half of it on the side of the street.

Wu Xia looked at the half-cigarette that fell into the puddle and was about to be extinguished, then turned her head to look to the other side, barely trying to hide her ignorant aura.

"I said it's not a solution for you to wait like this." Song Zhe was completely unaffected by him, "Although I don't mind you coming to cheer every day, but the person you are waiting for, does he know that you are waiting for him?"

Wu Xia flicked impatiently with her fingers hanging by her legs.

Song Zhe said again: "If you don't know, you have to let him know. Is there a phone number? Call him, what are you afraid of?"

Wu Xia frowned and looked on the street. From a distance, it seemed that a taxi was coming this way. He secretly expected that it would be an empty car.

"Then if I know you're waiting," Song Zhe laughed dryly, "but it's a bit of that, it's not authentic, isn't this just playing with people? Don't you think so, Xiao Wu?"

A taxi approaches, but it's empty.

Wu Xia breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly raised her hand to hail a car.

The taxi pulled over, and Wu Xia didn't bother to say hello to Song Zhe, so she stepped forward and opened the door to get in the car.

Song Zhe waved his hand from behind and shouted, "Come again, remember to call."

The taxi drove all the way, Wu Xia sat in the back seat, holding a mobile phone in his hand.

He kept the mobile phone in his hand all the time. Just before he met Song Zhe, he was ready to call Qiao Ruige.

It's just a sudden impulse, it's just a phone call, and it won't matter if you make a call.

He doesn't like to drink, he comes here every day, even the cheapest wine is expensive, although he can't afford to drink it with his salary, but he loves it.

So I thought, Zaochaosheng, my finger is almost on the "Q", at this time, Song Zhe came.

Wu Xia is not stupid, he can understand what Song Zhe said.

I'm afraid that Qiao Ruige has known about it since the first day he came to "Night", but he just hasn't shown up.

Wu Xia would not be so sentimental as to think that Qiao Ruige's absence was deliberately avoiding him, but he agreed with Song Zhe's words.

Hang people to play.

Qiao Ruige didn't "hide" him, but just "hang" him.

One word difference.

Two mindsets.

Wu Xia unlocked the phone, and when the screen turned on, it was still on the address book. He looked at the "Q" lying quietly in the phone, tapped his finger, exited the address book, turned off the phone, and put the phone back in the trouser pocket.

Jiang Miao and Luo Yuchuan have been busy with their work since they came back from their last trip. Luo Yuchuan went on a short business trip, and Jiang Miao sometimes stayed in the studio until ninety o'clock every day just to edit the film.

It was so easy for the two of them to find some free time that day, so Luo Yuchuan invited Jiang Miao to accompany him to the supermarket.

Yes, it was not a candlelight dinner, not a movie, but a visit to the supermarket. It took Jiang Miao a few minutes to get used to Luo Yuchuan's simple date invitation.

But when the two of them were slowly turning around in the supermarket with their shopping carts, Jiang Miao didn't think there was anything wrong with this kind of "date".

Even feel very warm, very sweet.

"Can you help me find out which of these two is better?" Luo Yuchuan handed over two different brands of toothpaste.

Jiang Miao took it over and looked at it: "The effects seem to be about the same, but one is mint, the other is spearmint, which one do you like?"

Luo Yuchuan asked him back, "What about you?"

"...mint, it's refreshing in summer."

"Okay." Luo Yuchuan took two mints and put them in the shopping cart.

Turning to the shelf selling toiletries, Luo Yuchuan picked up a bottle of shampoo that was on promotion, looked at the description on the bottle, and turned around and asked, "Do you like shampoo with mint?"

"Okay." Jiang Miao responded and glanced at the bottle in his hand, "Hey, what brand is it?"

"What? Not good?"

"Wu Xia used it some time ago, and said that after using it, her hair fell a lot."

"Oh, let's change it."

"Ah."

Just turning around slowly like this, the shopping cart is gradually full, and there are everything for food.

Luo Yuchuan was pushing the cart, and Jiang Miao was following beside him. Looking at this rich cart, he suddenly had the illusion of "living life", a feeling of warmth surged in his heart, and a smile could not help but escape from the corner of his mouth.

He peeked at Luo Yuchuan, Luo Yuchuan looked calm, and pushed the cart to the back of the queue in front of the cash register.

Jiang Miao also took two steps to stay side by side with Luo Yuchuan, reaching out to hold the armrest of the shopping cart just like Luo Yuchuan, but intentionally or unintentionally, his hand was pressed against Luo Yuchuan, and his little finger rested on the back of Luo Yuchuan's hand.

He quietly looked at Luo Yuchuan again. Luo Yuchuan looked as usual, pushing the cart and slowly moving forward with the people in front. He didn't turn his head to look at him, but turned his head slightly to look at the shelf next to the cash register.

Curious, Jiang Miao poked her head and followed him to look at the shelves.

A row of razors hung on the shelf, and a row of various shaving foams below.Jiang Miao was about to ask Luo Yuchuan if there was anything he wanted to buy, when he suddenly scanned the items placed under the shelf, and blushed suddenly.

On the shelves just below the shaving supplies, there are condoms of various brands, various sizes, and colorful packaging boxes.

Those packaging boxes clearly wrote "long-lasting", "tight", "exciting", "bumps" and "threads" in various fonts... Jiang Miao's eyes didn't know where to turn, and if he was not careful, The eyes fell on a black box with three large characters written in exaggerated fonts - how great!

Jiang Miao felt short of breath, turned her head hastily, and unconsciously moved her hand on the armrest of the shopping cart to the side.

There was a burst of warmth in his hand, he looked down, and Luo Yuchuan's hand had moved over to cover his.

Jiang Miao hurriedly looked up at him, Luo Yuchuan was still looking ahead, his expression was very calm, but Jiang Miao still caught a trace of a smile in the corner of his eyes, Jiang Miao felt ashamed for a moment, and tried to pull his hand away.

Luo Yuchuan didn't give him this chance, so he used his hands hard, inserted his fingers between Jiang Miao's fingers, and held him firmly.

Jiang Miao looked around and said softly, "Senior, I was wrong."

"Ok?"

"Let me go."

Luo Yuchuan turned his head to look at him, then turned his head away again, pushed the car forward, and said firmly, "Don't let go."

After paying the bill, I came out to go to the underground garage to pick up the car. I was walking towards the escalator when I heard a few shouts behind me.

"Xiaochuan! Luo Yuchuan!"

Luo Yuchuan and Jiang Miao turned around, but it was Jiang Hao and Yuan Yingying who came over with a few bags.

Jiang Miao quickly looked at Luo Yuchuan, feeling a little nervous for no reason.

"Just a few cash registers away, I looked like you guys, and it really is." Jiang Hao tilted his head and looked at Yuan Yingying proudly, "Is my eyes okay?"

Yuan Yingying smiled, turned her eyes to the shopping cart that Luo Yuchuan and the others were pushing, then looked up at the two of them, she still smiled and did not speak.

Luo Yuchuan smiled and said calmly, "What a coincidence."

Jiang Miao also hurriedly said, "Hello, Teacher Jiang, and Hello, Teacher Xiao Yuan."

Jiang Hao looked at him: "You two actually went shopping together in the supermarket, you seem to be familiar with each other."

Jiang Miao's smile froze, hehehe laughed twice and did not dare to answer.

However, Luo Yuchuan said to Yuan Yingying: "I have already finished the teacher's student collection, and sent it to print a sample. I will send it to the teacher for review another day."

Yuan Yingying nodded with a smile: "Okay, I will tell him that you haven't been home for a long time, and he even chanted a few words a few days ago."

"I've been a little busy recently," Luo Yuchuan said.

"Come to eat at home when you are free," Yuan Yingying smiled and looked at Jiang Miao again, "Xiao Jiang is also coming."

"...Ah, good." Jiang Miao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded quickly.

It wasn't until he got down to the garage and got in the car that Jiang Miao came back to his senses, and grabbed Luo Yuchuan nervously: "Do you think Teacher Xiao Yuan noticed it?"

Luo Yuchuan looked at him amusedly: "What do you see?"

"Just me and you...we..."

"Well, what are we?"

Jiang Miao was anxious, and also saw that Luo Yuchuan was doing it on purpose, so she couldn't help but exert force while grabbing Luo Yuchuan's hand: "Stop teasing me."

Luo Yuchuan smiled and patted his hand: "It's okay."

"Ok?"

"I said it's okay to see that we are in a relationship." Luo Yuchuan raised his hand and scratched his nose, "Senior sister already knew about me, so don't be nervous."

"...Oh... wait, you said, Teacher Xiao Yuan already knew?" Jiang Miao was surprised.

"Yes," Luo Yuchuan leaned over to help Jiang Miao fasten his seat belt, "I knew about it a long time ago, and their family probably only Senior Jiang didn't know about it."

"Oh." Jiang Miao breathed a sigh of relief, and became nervous again, "You mean even Teacher Yuan and his wife know?"

"Yes, so you don't have to be nervous."

After a while, Jiang Miao regained her composure, and came back to her senses: "Then... then, Mr. Jiang must not be startled?"

Luo Yuchuan turned around and sat down, fastened his seat belt, nodded and said, "It's possible, but luckily his heart is fine."

Jiang Miao thought for a while and laughed: "What should I do? Will he be angry with me? Don't blame me?"

"Don't be afraid," Luo Yuchuan also smiled, "Senior sister will cure him."

While talking and laughing, Luo Yuchuan started the car, but Jiang Miao's cell phone rang at this moment. He took out the cell phone with a smile, and was stunned when he saw the caller's name lit up on it.

Luo Yuchuan looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Miao ignored him and answered the phone: "Dad."

Luo Yuchuan froze for a moment, turned off the engine, and the car was completely quiet.

Jiang Ze'an's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Where are you?"

Jiang Miao swallowed and said, "Outside."

"You're not going home yet?"

Jiang Miao pursed her lips and remained silent.

After a while, Jiang Zhe'an seemed to sigh, and said, "It's almost your birthday. When you come back, Dad will celebrate your birthday at home, and the family will have a meal. The past is over, huh?"

Jiang Miao's hand holding the phone was slightly sweaty, and he pursed his lips tightly, but still didn't speak.

Luo Yuchuan looked at him worriedly.

Maybe because he sensed Jiang Miao's hesitation, Jiang Zhe'an said again: "If you don't want to eat at home, we can eat outside. Find a restaurant you like."

He seemed afraid of Jiang Miao's refusal, and said, "If you don't want to eat with your aunt and the others, how about just us father and son?"

Jiang Miao finally opened her lips and said, "Dad..."

Jiang Ze'an's tone was rare and gentle: "It's been a long time since you had dinner with Dad. You've been away from home for so long, and you still want to be angry with Dad? Dad didn't want to force you, it's just that he hasn't seen you for so long. I want to have a meal with you and chat, you see, Dad still remembers your birthday, how can you say, you are also my son."

The tip of Jiang Miao's nose became sour, and a layer of mist clouded her eyes.

Luo Yuchuan put his hand on his shoulder and squeezed it lightly.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Ze'an asked.

Jiang Miao took a deep breath and said, "Wait for me to think about it, can you?"

It seemed unexpected that Jiang Miao didn't agree immediately, and Jiang Zhe'an was also stunned for a while, and then said with some dissatisfaction: "Okay, it's rare for me to beg you once, you should think about it."

After the phone was hung up, Jiang Miao was still holding the phone in a daze. His shoulder was squeezed twice again, and he turned to look at Luo Yuchuan.

Luo Yuchuan's eyes showed worry, and he was a little bit disappointed. He asked, "Your birthday is coming soon? When is it?"

Jiang Miao wondered if she felt wrong. Why did Luo Yuchuan's tone seem to be wronged?