Lu Yining: "..."

How does it sound like a stalker stalking other people's experience.

Zhang Wen was afraid that she might think crooked, and said again: "The security guard said he had seen the car and the owner, so today he asked me if you were talking about your boyfriend."

Lu Yining then remembered and asked, "What car?"

"Audi, listen to the security guard, the owner of the car should look pretty good."

There is no need for the second half of the sentence at all, just the first sentence Lu Yining understands.

Apart from Tang Mubai, there would be no one else at all.

No wonder he reappeared near B University yesterday. It is estimated that nine out of ten he followed her all the way.

Lu Yining instantly remembered Jiang Nai's call again, and her brain was dizzy again after finally awake. She pressed her eyebrows and explained, "That's me... a senior."

Lu Yizhou: "Is it just a senior?"

Lu Yining glanced over, and Lu Yizhou immediately lowered his head and stopped talking.

After all, she had to go to work in the afternoon, and Lu Yining didn't dawdle below. Seeing that the two of them were quiet and seemed to believe her, she went upstairs to change clothes on her own.

When the people disappeared at the entrance of the stairs, Zhang Wen dragged her son over: "Yizhou, do you know who sent your sister flower a while ago?"

"Brother Xiaobai."

"Which little white brother?"

Lu Yizhou thought for a while, "It seems to be called Tang Mubai."

——

Because of the drinking accident last night, Lu Yining was a little distracted in the afternoon shift.

It was the first time that she didn't finish get off work before she got off work. She added half a day of work and didn't come out of the office until after seven o'clock.

When she got off the elevator, the person who hadn't posted a message in her WeChat for a year and a half suddenly appeared at the top. It was Tang Yu, who she used to block the knife.

He is similar to Tang Mubai in terms of sending messages. It may also be because the doctor is really busy. They will never use three words for things that can be said in two words. For example, this time, Tang Yu only sent it. Two words: [Sister? 】

Lu Yining: [Yes. 】

Just after sending it, she thought of another thing, frowned and typed a line of words: [Is Tang Mubai your uncle? 】

Tang Yu: [You know? 】

[Then I will not talk nonsense. 】

It was rare for him to send so many messages at one time: [He asked me to ask you if you want to be my little aunt. 】

Lu Yining: "..."

She originally thought that she didn't reply to Tang Mubai's news for a long time, and she didn't send any more news, which meant that the topic had passed.

Unexpectedly, it was over with him, and there was another messenger on her side.

Lu Yining still planned to play dead, put the phone back in his pocket, and didn't return to him.

She pretended to be dead for two days in a row.

Two days later, Lu Yining and colleagues in the same group set off for Xi'an.

The magazine is not bad for money, and employees are basically reimbursed for air tickets when they travel on business.

This time came to Xi'an mainly to go to Huashan to collect wind, but as soon as people arrived here, they caught up with the rainy day, and there was no way to climb the mountain to the top.

Fortunately, the business trip cycle is not short. Their business trips in this industry are originally half travel and half work, so no one is in a hurry, so they booked a hotel in Xi'an for two days.

Lu Yining has been to many places, but only abroad.

After breaking up with Tang Mubai, she seldom returned to the country. Every time she came back, if it was not for official business, she would stay at home during the New Year and holidays.

It was the first time for her to come to Xi'an. After all, it is an ancient capital with historical and cultural accumulation, and there is still a sense of freshness. On the first day a few people arrived, they strolled through the night in the drizzle.

When got back to the hotel, it was past nine o'clock in the evening. When was outside just now, the phone was automatically turned off due to the lack of electricity. After she got to the room, she rushed for a few minutes. As soon as she turned on the phone and connected to the Internet, ten messages popped up at the top of the screen. Several messages.

Except for a few things from Jiang Nai and Zhang Wen that made her eat fun, it was all about Lu Jingxing.

To be honest, when Lu Yining first saw it, he thought that Lu Jingxing had sent it to the wrong person.

After all, although this elder brother is good to her, she is not so clingy when she talks, but when she opens up, she will know what is going on—

Lu Jingxing: [What's the situation with you and Xiaobai? 】

[He also gave you flowers? 】

[Does he want to chase you? 】

[Where is Lu Yining from you? 】

【Don’t think that you can escape from reality if you don’t answer me. 】

Lu Yining: [My phone just ran out of battery. 】

Lu Jingxing: [So what do you two mean? 】

Lu Yining: [Then you have to ask him. 】

Lu Jingxing: [He asked me to ask you. 】

Then she really had a tacit understanding with Tang Mubai.

Lu Yining: [I don't know what he means either. 】

There was no reply. A few minutes later, another message came, this time from Tang Mubai. First, it was a screenshot of the last sentence she sent to Lu Jingxing, and after a few seconds, he said again: [I like you. . 】

Lu Yining clenched her fingers subconsciously, her heartbeat speeded up unconsciously, as if she was beating a drum.

She moved her index finger, ignoring him.

In fact, Lu Yining hadn't replied to Tang Mubai's news for three days, since he asked her three days ago if she wanted to be Tang Yu's aunt, even though he sent messages every day.

He doesn't have a lot of words. Every time it's the simplest good morning and good night, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't reply. Anyway, he doesn't miss it every day.

Sometimes it was probably because the operation was too late, so it was already the early morning of the next day when "Good night" was sent. Although Lu Yining never returned, he always paid attention to the time.