The sun is setting in the west, and the tired birds are perched on the treetops.
Ye Zhenzhen rode the electric donkey again, going against the crowd of people after get off work to go to work.
Somehow, she felt a little light when climbing the stairs.
Arriving at the crowded lounge, the usually bustling sounds felt like they were separated by a layer of glass today. She shook her dizzy head and squeezed into the sofa at every opportunity.
The two beauties started to quarrel for some reason, and a group of people gathered around to watch the fun.
The two began to curse viciously. You cursed me to die a good death, and I cursed you to annihilate your descendants. Not surprisingly, they also took the elders of the other party with them. No one in the three generations was spared.
Unable to express their anger by cursing, the two began to fight, pulling each other's hair and clothes, crying and cursing, and the scene got out of control for a time. The walkie-talkie rang noisily, and soon management and security guards rushed in, trying to persuade each other.
The two people fighting were separated. One person’s hair was messy and blown up, false eyelashes hung in the corners of his eyes, and there was blood on his lips; the clothes on one person’s chest were torn open, and there were several streaks on his white chest. The scratches of the nails were filled with long and thin drops of blood. The gold chain around his neck was also torn off, with one part sliding into the chest groove and the other hanging on the towering chest.
The two of them were wearing colorful clothes and wiping away tears, and were invited to have a heart-to-heart talk by the management.
As soon as they walked out of the lounge, the onlookers started discussing. Ye Zhenzhen heard the general idea, it was just two girls who were jealous, you poached my sponsor and cut off my financial path; I exposed your background and told the guests that you make money to support the pretty girl; in short, no one can think well of it.
Faced with the thrilling scene, Ye Zhenzhen couldn't come to her senses for a long time.
Her breathing was also a little light, and the figure in front of her was so gloomy that it made her dizzy.
As usual, Ye Zhenzhen stood in the lobby at the appointed time, bowing and saying hello to every guest who arrived.
The sound of water flowing from the landscape fountain is particularly ethereal and pleasant, like a mountain stream coming from a distant mountain. It is quiet, quiet, and dreamlike.
Wen Baijing appeared in the lobby again. There was a commotion in the princess team, and all doubtful eyes were turned to him.
The colleague next to him touched Ye Zhenzhen’s elbow lightly, his voice a little excited.
"Ye Zhenzhen, why is he here again?"
Ye Zhenzhen was a little confused, why is Bai Wenjing here again? She couldn't understand it either.
She walked to the box with frivolous steps. As soon as I entered the box, I dimmed the lights, only to find that the lights were particularly dazzling.
Wen Baijing sat quietly on the sofa as usual, occasionally watching music videos, and mostly watching Ye Zhenzhen.
Ye Zhenzhen clicked the mouse on the hot song list. She was a little flustered. Wen Baijing's joke was not funny. She felt like a prey, running back and forth in the hunter's sight.
I feel uncomfortable in my stomach, as if every cell in my body is screaming.
Wen Baijing crossed his legs and looked atYe Zhenzhen was in a daze, tapping on the table.
Hearing the sound, she came back to her senses.
He came to Wen Baijing's side with a smile and found that his tea had not been reduced and the wine in his glass was still full. She was a little confused and looked at Wen Baijing in confusion.
His eyes were slightly warm, facing Ye Zhenzhen who was very close at hand, his expression could not help but be soothing, "Can you sit down and chat with me?"
Ye Zhenzhen Zhen's eyes widened and she shook her head:
"Sorry, the waiter will be fined if he sits on the sofa."
"It's better." Wen Baijing pointed to the computer desk. Small stool, "Move it to the sofa, you sit on the stool, that's fine too."
Ye Zhenzhen wanted to refuse, she didn't want to chat, tell her own story, or care about other people's affairs Not interested either.
She was a little tired and could rest properly by sitting on a small stool, so she moved the small stool and sat down by the armrest of the sofa.
Seeing how cooperative Ye Zhenzhen was, he tried to get her to say something, "If you don't want to talk about yourself, we can just talk about other things, okay?"
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Ye Zhenzhen realized that her body was a little lazy. She put her elbows on the armrests and smiled silly, "Can anything be done?"
The warm youthful breath, and then She brushed Wen Baijing's face once and kept scanning, "Yes! Anything is fine. As long as you are willing to say it, I will listen carefully."
Ye Zhenzhen thought for a moment, with a smile on her face Cunning, with a hint of mischief in her tone: "Then I'll tell you, you have to listen carefully!" Looking at Wen Baijing who looked expectant, she laughed secretly.
"Once upon a time," she paused, looked at Wen Baijing pretending to be mysterious, shook her head and said, "Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain..."
That She has an almost childlike expression, which allows people to see at a glance that she is naughty. It is not a disgusting affectation, it is purely like the childish play between childhood friends.
Wen Baijing frowned slightly, realizing that he was being teased, but he did not feel angry or dissatisfied.
The prank was not enough to offend him.
Looking at Ye Zhenzhen's naughty look, Wen Baijing pursed her thin lips, resisting the urge to laugh, pretending to be cold, and deliberately teasing her:
"Ye Zhenzhen, You are really not afraid of being complained!"
Hearing this, she lowered her eyes like a child who had done something wrong, and said slightly aggrievedly:
"You said that, You can say whatever you want..."
Seeing that she was taking it seriously, Wen Baijing slowly raised the corners of his lips, "Well, I said, you can say whatever you want, if you can change it to something less brainless. "
Ye Zhenzhen felt a little tired in her arms, and her brain was recalling quickly, trying to activate the search mode, "Let me think about it, think about it..."
Wen Baijing looked at her. He looked a little dazed when he was thinking.
Her eyelids gradually felt heavy and her head felt a little heavy, "I'm so tired, can you slow me down?"
Wen Baijing only felt that her voice was very soft, and her entire upper body was numb. Lying on the armrest of the sofa, "What's wrong with you?"
Ye Zhenzhen waved her hands randomly, "It's okay, I'm just a little tired..."
Only then did Wen Baijing realize that her face was pale. , patting her shoulder with his hand, "Ye Zhenzhen, what's wrong with you? I'll take you to the hospital."
She avoided Wen Baijing's hand as if she was electrocuted, and struggled to stand up. , folded his hands on his chest, "I'm fine!"
Seeing that she was a little unsteady, Wen Baijing was about to help her hand, but stopped in mid-air.
The soles of Ye Zhenzhen's feet felt weak, and she didn't know which direction to push. Her body was swaying, and the world suddenly collapsed.
"What's wrong with you? Ye Zhenzhen, let's go to the hospital."
Wen Baijing's figures overlapped in front of him, and his voice sounded anxious.
She softened and slid into Wen Baijing's arms. She suddenly felt that she was not so tired, and the surroundings became quiet. She held Wen Baijing's sleeves tightly with her hands and gathered her strength, "...at least let me change clothes before going to the hospital...ok?"
Ye Zhenzhen was scared, afraid that others would know she was there. She works here, does not want to leave this place, and wears work clothes to show off. Her contradictory and pitiful self-esteem is still there when she is about to faint.
Wen Baijing hugged Ye Zhenzhen, who was feeling hot, and frowned.
The warm fragrant soft jade was put into his arms, hung on Wen Baijing's neck, and pressed against his chest. His face was bloodless, his eyes were closed tightly, and he said in a coma with a breathless voice: "...can you...don't Leave me..." Wen Baijing was stunned for half a second and felt confused.
Wen Baijing passed through everyone's sideways glances and ran wildly with Ye Zhenzhen in his arms, driving anxiously in the night where light and darkness were intertwined.
Afterwards, she didn’t remember how she changed her clothes or how she got to the hospital. With only fragments in her mind, Wen Baijing carried her through the unclear tunnel.
It feels like you are on the top of a snow-capped mountain, with the cool wind wrapping around the cold pines. The cold breath went straight into the heart, mixed with a hint of imperceptible warmth.