The bereavement boss, he is crooked behind my back

Chapter 58
"I didn't see anyone next to you when I came here," Zhao Xun gasped, "Isn't he just so weird and cold-blooded, it's not uncommon for him to shake his face on the spot."

Lu Qiqi tugged at his ear: "I don't allow you to speak ill of him! What do you know! If I melt his iceberg personality, it will definitely treat me very well!"

"You've read too many Huahua novels..." He muttered in a low voice that only he could hear, and then urged loudly, "Don't you want an autograph? Be careful, sister Zhou will leave after the show is over!"

Only then did she let go, and waved his palm wildly: "Let's go!"

Ruan Yuan deliberately bypassed the busiest woods, chose a quiet path, and was just about to step on it.

"Ruan Yuan—"

He stood still, familiar with this voice.

In the last life, even if she choked on the ashes biscuit until her throat became severely inflamed and hoarse, he could hear her every word.

She said harshly, hating that she had met him, if there was an afterlife, she would hide him to the ends of the earth and be strangers forever.

The soles of his feet crushed dead branches, and he turned around slowly.

"Xiao Yuanzi!"

After a pause, he looked towards the latest source of the sound, showing a slight smile like the mottled light scattered between the branches: "Brother."

Shi Yi's line of sight was blocked by the bushes, so he could only see his disciple, so he walked quickly from the fork in the road: "I only found out this morning that my employer's filming location is the same as your outing location. Hey, where's your sun hat?" ?”

Ruan Yuan didn't change his face: "It got dirty accidentally, so I put it in the desk without wearing it."

"It's okay to be dirty, look at how tanned you are!" She hooked his chin and lifted it up to look carefully, with a trace of chill on the end of the heroic one-line eyebrow.

He sank his head, pressed on her fingertips, and could feel a slight elasticity: "It's good to have more sun exposure, brother who's fine."

She knew that as long as this guy did something wrong, even though he didn't verbally say or express himself, he would always do some small gestures of intimacy to reduce her anger, which showed that he had a clever mind.

I had no choice but to poke at his little prickly dimple: "It's okay, you big-headed ghost, I'll go to the set to lend you a hat later."

"Brother is the star's little assistant." He raised the corner of his mouth to make her fingers dent, making her look more harmless. "It looks great."

"It's just running errands, nothing serious," Shi Yi withdrew his right hand, passed his left hand forward, and showed a signed photo, with a bunch of white hyacinths pinned to the transparent film, which looked pure and beautiful, "Last time I accidentally ran into Ye Zhi on the street, and found that she had printed out a copy of my artist's ID photo, so I guessed that she was my artist's little fan girl, so I specially got an autograph for her, and you can give it to her for me. gone."

"Brother can deliver it by himself." He didn't answer.

"I don't have time. It's a coincidence that I found you. Well, I'm going back quickly." She grabbed his hand, stuffed the thing in, then turned and ran away.

The transparent membrane was squeezed, and there was almost a cutting sound in his hand.

He doesn't move, just waits.

"Ruan Yuan..." Ye Zhi really walked out from behind the thick bushes, her face was a little shy, "I didn't eavesdrop on purpose, I called you just now."

"I know." He didn't waste any more time, and walked a few steps to her hand to hand over the autographed photo, without any emotion in his businesslike manner, "Here you are."

She took it, sweating a little on her fingertips, and nodded lightly with a very ladylike demeanor: "Thank you."

"What do you want from me?" His gaze stayed on her light blue skinny jeans, which were straight and tangible, and he could feel the strength of a ballet dancer.

These legs had appeared in his dreams countless times in his previous life, walking towards him on a large sea of ​​fresh flowers, misty clouds and mist, as if a fairy could not be desecrated.

Heck, he thought, it turns out that fairies can also fall from the sky to the earth when they grow up, and be willing after being splashed with mud.

In the end, she became the disgusting woman she told him before, the last thing she wanted to be.

"It's nothing, I just want to ask if you still need sunscreen..." She tapped her lower lip to gather her courage, "Or, I can give you my hat."

Ruan Yuan finally moved his gaze up. He hadn't seen this face formally in the past one semester, and it was still the same as he remembered. The gentleness was still somewhat proudly hidden on the tip of Qiao Chu's nose, and the willow-leaf eyes were crystal-clear, with black eyes inlaid in them. Like a fine pearl.

Obviously plain and pure, but it makes people tired.

"No, let's go."

He disappeared at the end of the path, and his shadow fell on the gray-brown masonry, and was soon shattered by the shadow of tall and swaying trees.

Ye Zhi tightly squeezed the signed photo in her hand, instead of being annoyed, she lowered her head and smiled slightly.

(End of this chapter)