fall in love

Chapter 117 Lingge × Fu Zezhou (32)

Lingge's complexion was not obvious, but she continued to eat the noodles lukewarmly. She raised her eyes to Shangjiangyan's hesitant gaze and asked, "Why is he going there?"

The tone is calm like a daily faint inquiry.

Jiang Yan thought about it for a while: "Kyoto University said it was an event, but it actually included a small auction."

"The auction will be held at the university," Linge snorted lightly, and his words were full of disdain: "I think these capitals are somewhat unclear."

Jiang Yan just stated the content of the event: "It may be a temporary problem with the venue, or it may be respect for the finale of the auction."

"What is the auction finale?" Linge asked inadvertently.

"It's a diamond ring. It took a long time to make, and it looks like five years." Jiang Yan estimated the price of the diamond ring, and said with a sigh: "The price of this diamond ring doesn't mean that you can buy it." Take it out."

Lingge raised his eyelids, took a sip of the hot soup and asked, "How much?"

Jiang Yan made a seven.

Lingge understood: "7000 million?"

"No," Jiang Yan said seriously, "seven hundred million."

Ling Ge: "..." Although she wasn't short of money, she was still shocked, seven hundred million was really not something she could just take out.Even if it is her, the most expensive diamond she has ever seen is more than 2 million, and the global limit is only ten pieces, and she asked someone to buy it but she couldn't buy it.

"Having money can make ghosts turn the millstone." Jiang Yan said casually.

Lingge suddenly wanted to see what that diamond ring looked like, but she was afraid of seeing Fu Zezhou. Although two years had passed, she still felt that she should be missing. She kept repeating the same mistakes in her heart. Fragments are still vivid.

"If you are uncomfortable, how about I go with you?" Jiang Yan asked.

"No, you can do your own thing." Lingge rejected Jiang Yan's kindness, and slowly fiddled with her fingertips. She lowered her eyes, and noticed a few strands of red hair falling from her shoulders out of the corner of her eye.

"Tell me, should I change this color to black?" Lingge raised her hair to show Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan came out of nowhere and said, "You can dye this thing green."

Lingge: "..."

She smirked, and her words were completely cold: "Do you want to fight?"

Jiang Yan immediately waved his hand in a big way, he moved a little closer to Ling Ge, Ling Ge held back and did not back away, Jiang Yan's eyes fell on Ling Ge's twisted hair, and he opened the distance between the two of them and said: "What color do you like? Just dye whatever color you want, sister Ling, haven’t you always pursued the supremacy of freedom?”

Lingge suddenly remembered a sentence I saw on the Internet occasionally, I shouted that the loveless are free, but I glanced at the loved one from the corner of my eye.

If possible, who doesn't want to be a child who is loved well.

Distraught, Lingge straightened her hair, and casually tied her red hair into a ball head. It looked refreshing, casual and charming. The two conflicting beauties did not feel strange in Lingge's body. On the contrary, there was a kind of ingenuity nice.

She casually ordered two cups of coffee, and when she came up, she pushed a cup to Jiang Yan. Seeing Lingge, Jiang Yan was a little downhearted, and he quickly said: "If the key is not happy, don't go tomorrow."

But Lingge didn't want to be a person who didn't believe what she said, and she might still have a little bit of selfishness, so she decided to go. Seeing that Jiang Yan was alone all the time, Lingge asked curiously: "Jiang Yan— —”

Jiang Yan cheered up and looked at Lingge: "What's wrong?"

"You are 28 years old this year, why haven't you found a girlfriend to show me?" Ling Ge asked half jokingly and half seriously.

Jiang Yan stared at the smiling person in front of him, his expression was in a daze for a moment, and then he coughed low to hide what he was thinking: "Don't worry, it's still too early."

He said this seriously, and Lingge felt a little suspicious: "Then your parents didn't urge you to get married?"

Jiang Yan: "I remind you."

"Then you haven't met a suitable one in all these years?" Lingge asked with raised eyebrows.

"I like it," Jiang Yan's words subconsciously slowed down, like clear water flowing, his voice was warm and calm: "I have liked it since a long time ago."

Lingge had a big heart and didn't understand Jiang Yan's meaning, but he was very curious: "Then what kind do you like?"

Jiang Yan said vaguely, "Be nice to me."

What an answer.

Lingge squinted his eyes suddenly, lay down on the table and looked at Jiang Yan seriously: "If you tell me, I might be able to give you some advice."

Jiang Yan's Adam's apple rolled slightly. Lingge's clothes had a V-neckline and tight-fitting suspenders, revealing the collarbone and a spring wave. scarlet meaning.

Lingge seldom sees Jiang Yan blushing, just wanted to tease him again, but the phone rang, Lingge looked at it as an unfamiliar call, so he didn't answer it, let it ring for a while and then hang up by itself.

"Why didn't you pick it up?" Jiang Yan asked, looking at Ling Ge's indifferent expression.

Linge said: "Unknown call."

The two chatted for a while, before Jiang Yan said goodbye to Lingge. Lingge yawned and called the employees who were still working to get off work. She planned to stay up all night tonight.

After Lingge waited for everyone to leave, he went to the bar and made a cup of coffee by himself, and then checked the consumption and product chain of the cafe this month.

Lingge watched intently for a while, and didn't even know when people would enter the cafe, but Lingge raised her eyes unconsciously, and was startled by the person in black coat, black peaked cap and mask in front of her.

Lingge resisted the fear and said: "Hi sir, what would you like to drink?"

"Cappuccino." The man's fine hair covered his eyebrows and eyes, and even his body was covered with a clear smell of sea salt, which was very different from the person in his memory. Lingge was making coffee with all his heart, but his thoughts didn't know what to do. She felt drifting away, and after Lingge was finished, she belatedly realized that she had drawn a heart shape on top of the cappuccino.

Lingge: "..."

Pulling a broken flower is better than pulling this one, Lingge thought to herself, she just wanted to take advantage of the man not paying attention and pour it out for another cup, when she heard two knocking sounds on the table, Lingge subconsciously looked at the source of the sound , the man put one hand in his pocket, and the knuckles of the other hand rested on the table: "Aren't you alright?"

"Okay, okay." Lingge immediately handed over the cup in a hurry, and also noticed that the man's eyes froze when he saw the pattern in the cup.

"That..." Lingge explained: "Sir, if you think it's not good, I'll make another cup for you?"

"No need." The man's deep voice came from behind the mask, and it was like a deep spring, but Lingge could inexplicably hear a bit of joy: "Just this cup."

The man said that he wanted to pack, so Lingge carefully packed it for him. Lingge watched the man go out, and seemed to think of something, turned around and walked a few steps to come to her, but his voice was still dim: "You will always Are you there?"

Lingge smiled at the man, and replied politely: "I'm the owner of this store, and I'll always be here if there is no accident, but the time is uncertain."

The man stared at the still bright eyes of the person in front of him, curled up his knuckles hanging by his side, wanted to say something but in the end he just said hello softly.

Lingge didn't think about other aspects, only regarded him as an ordinary guest.

Fu Zezhou carried the bag out of the cafe, and took off his mask after walking for a long time. He closed his eyes, and the lonely moonlight shone softly on his body, and then slid to the ground along with his broad shoulders.

He slowly twitched the hand that had been in the pocket on the other side, the wrapped white gauze was very conspicuous under the cold street light.

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Lingge got up early the next day to put on makeup. She wanted to be more casual this time, so she wore a white floral skirt, which was also a V-neck suspender skirt style, and a cotton-white cardigan outside, revealing that It embodies the intellectual gentleness of women.

She put on a makeup that is suitable for spring, not rich red lips, but pointy, slightly puffed lips dotted with a pink luster, and even the eye shadow is slightly more delicate, but helplessly she Her eyebrows and eyes are too enchanting, and the corners of her eyes are still curved.

The high slit design of the skirt is very careful, playful and energetic, and the girdle perfectly sets off Lingge's proud curves and radians. She is wearing a pair of pure white sneakers and milkshake Huh socks.

Lingge seldom dresses up like this, so that Jiang Yan and Ji Sisi were stunned for a moment when they saw Lingge going downstairs, and Jiang Yan's cell phone fell to the ground directly.

"Morning." Lingge sat in front of them with a natural expression.

Ji Sisi pushed the breakfast brought to Lingge in front of her, and said in a daze: "Lingge, your style today is really completely different from before."

"Does it look good?" Lingge asked such a question without thinking.

Ji Sisi nodded frantically: "Very beautiful!!"

"It's fine as long as it looks good. No matter what it does, people always have to try different styles." Lingge finished his breakfast and asked calmly, "Would you like to go and have a look together?"

Ji Sisi: "I have something to do later."

Jiang Yan said: "Let me check again, maybe there is a little space."

Lingge didn't stay long after hearing the answers of the two, took her small bag and said goodbye to the two at night.

She walked quickly to the parking lot, got in the car, checked the address An Xia had sent her, and then started the car.

Kyoto is not very far from the cafe, the journey takes about 10 minutes. After Lingge parked the car, she saw An Xia waving at her, and there was a tall boy standing beside her. Lingge didn't think much, and walked quickly She walked over, but she froze in place as soon as she saw the boy's face clearly: "Linghuan?!"

Ling Huan looked at Ling Ge in disbelief, and said in shock, "Sister, why is it you?"

After Lingge's eyes wandered around the two of them, she finally remembered why the name An Xia was so familiar.

It's the protagonist in Linghuan's love letter!

Ling Huan changed his face, and said to An Xia who was somewhat puzzled gently, "I'm Ling Huan's cousin."

An Xia was stunned, and she nodded after a long while.

"Let's go, sister." An Xia took the initiative to take Ling Ge's hand, and led her forward: "Let's go ahead and have a look, there are fun things over there."

But Ling Huan hesitated to speak, he thought for a while, took out his mobile phone, walked to Ling Ge and coughed lightly: "Sister."

Lingge suddenly looked down at the phone, and Linghuan sent her a message saying that Fu Zezhou would also come today.

"Come on, come, it has nothing to do with me," Lingge looked indifferent, caught a glimpse of the snacks on the side of the road, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Ling Huan shook his head, while An Xia said, "A little bit."

Lingge took the two of them to the food stall. She had just picked up something when she saw Linghuan took out her mobile phone and scanned the QR code displayed by the stall owner.

Ling Ge: "Huh?"

"I invite you to take whatever you want." Ling Huan said concisely.

Lingge's eyes wandered around the two of them for a while, her slightly narrowed eyes were slightly sly, and she said, "Okay."

Looking at the interaction between the two, Lingge sighed: "It's nice to be young."

"My sister is not much older than us," An Xia's voice was very crisp, like the sound of water droplets hitting the surface of a lake.

Lingge said decently: "I'm old, I'm not as good as you young people."

An Xia looked at Lingge, but thought of something inexplicably, and said unintentionally, "Sister——"

Lingge turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"

"Do you have a boyfriend?" When An Xia said this, Ling Ge was obviously taken aback, her lips moved, she wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.

Realizing that she might have said something wrong, An Xia blinked belatedly: "Sister, I'm sorry."

"Ah, it's okay... I don't have a boyfriend." Lingge said awkwardly.

The three of them walked for a while, An Xia brought Ling Ge to an auditorium, there were not many people in it now, Ling Ge looked at the red curtain that was not unfolded to both sides.Got it: "This is the site of the auction, right?"

"Yeah," An Xia replied, she and Ling Huan whispered a few words, then smiled at Ling Ge in a flash: "Sister, there are not many people now, why don't you sit here now?"

Ling Ge thought that since she came here, it shouldn't matter if she sat down, so she agreed.

"I'm going to do some shopping." Ling Huan rolled her eyes and turned around.

At this moment, only An Xia and Ling Ge are left, and Ling Ge is a little curious about the two being together: "Did you meet like this back then?"

"Hmm..." An Xia lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, her tone was cheerful: "I didn't say that you met your eyes, you just arrived when you felt it, maybe it's because of the long-term love."

As expected of the god of pure love, Lingge looked a little dazed, the two chatted for a while, during which An Xia said to go to the bathroom, Lingge waved his hand.

Lingge was the only one left in Nuo University's auditorium. Lingge checked her mobile phone, but she didn't reply to the messages she sent to a few friends. She planned to find An Xia to familiarize herself with the environment here.

She wandered around, didn't see anyone, took out her phone and sent a message to Ling Huan: Why did it take you so long to buy something?
Ling Huan replied quickly: On the way back.

Lingge glanced around boredly for a while, the auditorium was very big, but there was no one there, she probably came too early, and the conspicuous signs all showed that it would not start until two o'clock in the afternoon.

Now... Lingge looked down at the time, and it was only before 11 o'clock.

An Xia came in from the door and saw Linge staring at the ground in a daze, she asked aloud: "Sister, what are you looking at?"

"No, I'm in a daze." Linge walked to An Xia's side and suggested, "Go out for a stroll, there's no one here, it's too early."

(End of this chapter)