fall in love

His eyes are seductive and quiet, like a pool of ink that will never be melted. At this moment, the tails of his long and narrow eyes are slightly raised, looking lazily at Shang Lingge's gaze.

Lingge hurriedly cast aside her eyes, and quickly asked the organizer beside her as if grabbing a life-saving straw: "Well, the contract?"

The organizer sorted through a pile of documents, and finally found the document. Lingge saw the black pen on the table, and without thinking about it, she was about to reach for it. She lowered her eyes, but was caught by another sudden His hands caught the eye.

The joints are distinct, the lines are graceful, the curvature is smooth, and the body is thin and conspicuous.

Lingge was caught off guard by Fu Zezhou's calm gaze, she endured it for a moment, and almost looked away in a panic, she didn't want to communicate with Fu Zezhou unexpectedly when signing the contract.

She slightly retracted her dangling fingertips, and took over the organizer's pen.

After signing the contract, Lingge did business: "Just send the things to our company, and someone will sign for it."

The organizer smiled happily: "Good Miss Ling."

Lingge suppressed the turbulent emotions in her heart, and tried her best to maintain a calm face. No one here knew that there was a ridiculous and tempting relationship between her and Fu Zezhou.

Lingge didn't look at Fu Zezhou, and didn't even dare to glance at where Fu Zezhou was. She hurriedly said goodbye to the organizer with a smile.

But Fu Zezhou's eyes were heavy, and after signing the contract lightly, he took out his mobile phone and made a call. His eyes fell on the door that was already empty, and he couldn't help but feel a little bored.

It was quickly picked up over there, and a cold voice came out: "Hello?"

"Brother," Fu Zezhou said with a smile. At first he wanted to have a good time but found it unnecessary. He curled his lips and said, "Send me an invitation letter for the banquet held by your family?"

There might be a moment of silence, but the voice still said lightly: "Didn't you never like to participate in this kind of banquet?"

"It's different this time," Fu Zezhou said seriously, "Don't forget to ask your good friend to invite her too."

There was silence for a while, and the voice had no warmth: "Hang up."

"Ah, ah, remember to say it!" Fu Zezhou hurriedly said: "My next life's happiness depends on you, brother!"

There was no words over there, and it took a long time to come back and say: "If you could explain clearly back then, you wouldn't be like today."

Fu Zezhou paused for a while inexplicably, and spoke in a hoarse voice for a long time, but it was full of bitterness: "Brother, you know who I am."

"Yeah." The other side replied very briefly: "So you have suffered a lot."

"Oh, let's not talk about this, I took the first step carefully." Fu Zezhou quickly raised his voice pretending to be enlightened and said, "You have to help me."

"Ah."

Lingge saw Jiang Yan looking at her with a smile on her face from a long distance, she stopped for a while, then went up and grabbed Jiang Yan's ear directly: "What kind of eyes are you?"

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Noticing the fine beads of sweat on Jiang Yan's forehead, and thinking of Ling Huan's behavior of taking the initiative to take the phone to send the address, Ling Ge was able to react no matter how slow she was, she quickly frowned and looked at An Xia and Ling Huan who were pretending to be ostriches :"what's up?"

There are thousands of things weaved in Ling Huan's mind, but after meeting Ling Ge's gaze, he unconsciously suppressed them, and his lips moved: "Maybe... remember wrong..."

Lingge sneered, obviously not believing: "Remember wrong?"

An Xia hurriedly pulled Linge's hand: "Sister, we were wrong, we were also thinking..."

"Wait a minute," Ling Ge interrupted An Xia, and looked at Ling Huan with a clear purpose: "That's why you asked me at the dinner table what I think about the relationship from the beginning until the end of the relationship."

Ling Huan was so frightened that his face turned pale, but he still pretended to be calm and his face was calm. He seldom saw Ling Ge with a cold face. The only time was in elementary school, but now he felt very intuitively that Ling Ge was angry .

"That sister!" Linghuan hastily added: "We know we were wrong!"

An Xia also bowed her head obediently, shook Ling Ge's hand and said, "Sister, we know we were wrong."

Lingge snorted coldly, with self-deprecating voice: "I just said that there is no free lunch in the world."

"Let's talk, who is the mastermind behind the scenes?" Ling Ge clarified the words and moved to the stage to speak, but Jiang Yan wanted to speak at the moment, but Ling Ge stared back with a menacing look.

Ling Huan hesitated for a moment, and seemed a little embarrassed.

But An Xia kept shaking her head and said, "No, we just..."

Lingge asked back: "What is it?"

"It's just... I really know I'm wrong..." An Xia didn't dare to look at Ling Ge's slightly narrowed eyes, her expression flashed unnaturally: "I really know I was wrong, sister, let's go back, it's windy at night."

"Aren't you all pretty good at setting me up?" Linge said with a cold face, "palm reading for dinner, strawberry cake, auction—"

"What else?"

An Xia and Ling Huan didn't dare to make a sound at the moment, but they both froze when they saw the man walking slowly with one hand in his pocket behind Ling Ge.

"It's gone." Came an idle voice from behind, fainted in the thick twilight, with a little laziness.

Lingge's face was indifferent, and she was even more silent after seeing the person coming, so she dared to meet Fu Zezhou's eyes directly. She hadn't seen him for a few years, and this person's face became more handsome and profound, with sharp jaws like A scimitar ready to be unsheathed at any time, sharp and moderate, those eyes are still bent frivolously, passionate.

The two just looked at each other in a very simple way, but it seemed that Lingge had exhausted all his courage, while Fu Zezhou in front of him was still standing leisurely with only a little light energy.

Lingge didn't care about the presence of others, and said decisively: "Mr. Fu, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I just want to talk about something with Miss Ling." Fu Zezhou imitated Lingge's way of speaking by [-]%, but he didn't lie. His eyes looked straight at Lingge, as if he wanted to see Lingge. the heart of the song.

But Lingge just said with a blank face after hearing this: "We have nothing to talk about, and Mr. Fu, I don't know if you have noticed——"

Fu Zezhou nodded gracefully: "What?"

"From the first time I saw you," Lingge sneered, with a chill on his face, "I felt sick."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several people present changed one after another. On the other hand, looking at Fu Zezhou, the bottom of his eyes did not change, and he just said calmly, "Why?"

"No reason." Lingge didn't want to stay here, and pulled Jiang Yan to leave, but was locked in place by a sentence behind Fu Zezhou: "I want to ask what is the relationship between Miss Ling and Mr. Jiang now?"

"The relationship between a man and a woman sleeping together at night, Fu must know more than I do." Ling Ge made nonsense, but the indifference in his tone hurt Fu Zezhou.

When the few people walked far away, An Xia and Ling Huan found an excuse that they needed tutoring. Before Ling Ge could ask a question, they held hands and ran away. When Ling Ge occasionally looked back, he found that Fu Zezhou was still standing there , he lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lingge apologized to Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan seemed to have something hidden in his heart, he had been out of state since just now, Ling Ge looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong with you?"

"Ah?" Jiang Yan smiled on his busy face, his eyes slightly curved; "I'm fine."

Lingge just stared at him, Jiang Yan soon lost the battle, the two walked for a while, Jiang Yan seemed to be unable to bear it, and said a word without beginning and end: "You really don't like The one who is younger than you, or do you not like the person who is younger than you?"

Lingge thought for a while, and said firmly: "I don't like people who are younger than me."

"Why?" Jiang Yan seemed a little persistent at the moment, as if he wanted an answer.

"Because my younger brother is always very immature," Linge said as a matter of course: "If he is younger than me, I have to spare time to take care of him, and I have to take care of my emotions after working all day—"

"I was originally a person who likes to have fun in time, and I don't have the energy to take care of a boy who needs to be taught everything."

"Too tired." Ling Ge said to himself, not noticing that Jiang Yan's eyes that were still a little bit bright were completely dimmed at this moment, he reluctantly pulled the corner of his lips: "Really? "

"Well," Linge responded quickly: "But I like to watch good friends talk about my younger brother."

Jiang Yan thought of the meaning of the warm words, so he said, "Xu Simian?"

Lingge nodded, and his words were full of admiration: "The two of them are really enviable."

Unknowingly walked downstairs, Lingge invited Jiang Yan to sit down as usual, but Jiang Yan's eyes seemed to flicker with a struggle, just said: "No, I have something to do later."

Lingge was extremely shocked by Jiang Yan's abnormality: "Did I say something wrong just now?"

"No." Jiang Yan responded almost immediately. He licked his dry lips and looked at Lingge in front of him. Lingge was standing under the street lamp, her red hair was gently lifted by the wind, and the soft light shone on her. Jiang Yan said in a different way: "Lingge, it's very dangerous to invite a man to sit in your room at night."

There was only surprise in Lingge's eyes, she couldn't understand Jiang Yan's words, she just said: "But you are Jiang Yan."

"But Lingge," Jiang Yan took a step closer to her, but kept a safe distance, and his eyes became hazy at the moment. The mountain of mist is unpredictable, and his words are helpless, but it seems to be telling Lingge: "I am a man first."

Lingge was still dizzy when she got home, and took out her phone to send a message to Wen Ciyi.

Lingge: Are you there?
Wen Ciyi replied quickly: I am here.

Lingge went straight to the topic: Do you remember Jiang Yan?

Wen Ciyi thought for a moment at the other end of the screen, and replied: I remember.

Lingge didn't know what to say, and felt very strange. He had never felt this way before: Today... he said something to me that made me feel strange.

Warm word meaning: what?
Ling Ge replied: He sent me downstairs, I invited him to my house as before, he would come up before, but today he suddenly said to me——

Wen Ciyi's curiosity was aroused: what?
Lingge replied honestly: It is very dangerous to invite a man to live in one's room at night.

Wen Ciyi's eyebrows twitched when she saw the news, and she quickly asked: Have you ever had this before?Such words?

Lingge thought about it roughly: no.

It took only a few minutes for Wen Ciyi to make a judgment, and replied bluntly: He likes you.

Ling Ge thought it was ridiculous, like hearing a big joke: How is it possible?

Meaning of Wen Ci: Why is it impossible?

Ling Ge hesitated and couldn't tell. If Jiang Yan really liked her, she would feel uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, but she had the courage to ask, so she just avoided the topic in a few words.

Wen Ci commented that Lingge didn't want to talk more, so he didn't continue, just asked: I will come over in a few days, Xu Simian's house has a large banquet to be held, it seems like an exchange meeting.

When Lingge saw the news that Wen Ciyi was coming, he immediately left Jiang Yan behind, and replied excitedly: Really? !Then I'm going!I want to see you!
Wen Ci smiled: Okay, the invitation letter will be sent to your mailbox later. I originally wanted to give it to you personally, but I was afraid that you would clean up all the mailboxes like before, so I will tell you now, and you will go to the mailbox later. Just check your email.

Lingge replied hello.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the silent wind is running wild in this sleeping city, enjoying the alone time, Lingge took a bath, followed the drama, and planned to sleep later.

I haven't seen Jiang Yan's shadow for three days. Lingge planned to pick a time to ask her clearly, but no one answered her phone call to Jiang Yan. After asking Ji Sisi and the people around, they tacitly said that they didn't see her. The song can't help but feel a little angry.

It just so happened that Wen Ciyi and Xu Simian came here on the fourth day, Lingge planned to pick them up at the airport, she changed into a set of normal clothes and went downstairs, and saw Jiang Yan with lowered eyes playing with her mobile phone at the corner.

She walked over to take a picture of Jiang Yan, and asked directly: "Where have you been these days, why can't you contact me?"

"I'm dealing with some things." Jiang Yan didn't seem to want to talk more, but simply said.

But Linge inexplicably thought of that conjecture, and suddenly her mouth became dry for a moment, and she inevitably felt nervous. She didn't move, and Jiang Yan didn't move, and the eyes of the two were silently intertwined.

Lingge said seriously: "Jiang Yan—"

Jiang Yan looked at her: "Huh?"

"You, do you have a crush on me?" Lingge asked.

Jiang Yan's pupils shrank obviously, but what Lingge didn't expect was that Jiang Yan admitted readily: "Yes."

Now it was Lingge's turn to be speechless, she looked at Jiang Yan's still familiar eyebrows, and said solemnly: "I'm sorry."

She was rejecting him, just as Jiang Yan expected.

Jiang Yan shrugged and said, "I knew this would happen a long time ago, but I don't regret it either."

Ling Ge hooked her lips: "What?"

"I know you don't like me, but I don't regret liking you." Jiang Yan looked serious like a young man's sincerity, but he just said: "I didn't even think about doing anything to fight for it, because I know people Once you have someone in your heart, there is no way to replace it.”

"So we are still good friends." Jiang Yan has obviously practiced this sentence many times, but when he said it, he trembled visibly: "I hope you will always pursue what you want, not what you are forced to accept .”

Ling Ge stood in place, and it took a long time to raise her eyes to Jiang Yan. She pursed her lips slightly, her brows and eyes were full of concentration: "It's really unburdening for you to say that."

Jiang Yan raised his hand and fisted Ling Ge.

Ling Ge thought about going to pick up someone, walked a few steps, turned back, and said again: "Thank you."