Chapter 11 Are you having trouble recently?

The atmosphere was then extremely quiet, the narrow space on the first floor was filled with computer parts, only the mechanical sound of his smooth typing on the keyboard, the slight bulge of the finger bones when he exerted force, the cold and seductive hormones.

He was very lazy, as if he hadn't woken up, and he buttoned up his shirt to the top. He was strictly abstinent, with his long legs propped on the ground, beating rhythmically. On such a cloudy day, he looked very expensive.

But your son will not set foot in the old city.

"Thank you boss, how much is it?"

"Three hundred." Song Yanqing said expressionlessly, "Scan the QR code or pay in cash."

"Scan the QR code." Cheng Xuran looked for the payment code in the room, but couldn't find it, and looked at Song Yanqing with dark eyes.

Song Yanqing was seen and was indifferent. After a few seconds, he looked around the house for a week before giving up. He took out his mobile phone, clicked on the WeChat payment code, and faced Cheng Xuran, sparing no words: "Sweep."

The tone is deep and slightly hoarse.

The texture of thin ice, through which electricity flows.

Maybe the phone reflected the light from outside and faced the glass. Cheng Xuran failed to scan it several times and had to get closer.

The breath on his body is cold and refreshing, it smells good, and it is full of distance.

"Wechat collection, three hundred yuan."

The sound prompts, and Song Yanqing turns off the phone.

"What time will you pick it up in two days?"

"Anything is fine." Song Yanqing said casually.

When they met on such a strange occasion, the other party was still willing to repair her computer for the sake of her old classmate, regardless of previous suspicions, Cheng Xuran said seriously and politely before leaving.

"Boss, I will introduce customers to you. I wish you a prosperous business."

"..."

Song Yanqing didn't look up at all.

The sky was getting dark, the rain did not fall, but the wind was strong. Cheng Xuran struggled to open the door, her hair was messy by the wind, her buns fell down, and her long hair shawled her shoulders.

"Cheng Xuran."

The voice calling her from behind was calm and indifferent.

"Have you had any difficulties recently?"

"No, no." Cheng Xuran said, "I'm fine, how about you?"

He stopped talking, probably tired of this kind of small talk.

Cheng Xuran said goodbye and left.

In fact, that sentence about you hides a lot. Since there is no response, there is no need to pester.

After leaving the store, Cheng Xuran let out a breath. Looking back, she could vaguely see his stern and noble profile in the store. She looked away and walked out of the alley along the original path. She had to go back quickly. She didn't bring an umbrella.

"crunch-"

The door of the computer repair shop was pushed open, and someone walked in.

And Cheng Xuran put coins in and got on the bus. There were very few taxis in the dilapidated old city, and the buses with a sense of age were creaking and moving slowly.

The scenery outside the car window was gradually fading away. The road was not repaired and was a little bumpy, but the music from the Bluetooth headset was singing.

"Some people say that life is like a long river, and the turmoil we have survived is the most common turbulence in the world..."

"It's not enough for us to achieve enlightenment, but it's enough to make us unforgettable..."

When the bus entered the city, it was night, the lights were bright, and the traffic was busy. Everything just now seemed like a dream.

There were very few people in the car, so Cheng Xuran took a nap, unconsciously found someone to talk to, and sent a message to his friend.

[I met Song Yanqing today. 】

The friend was her classmate in high school, and her attitude exploded: [What? ! ! ! 】

Cheng Xuran told her the whole story.

Xu Zhizhi Zhizhi: [How can he now!Down and out!Run a repair shop for a living! 】

Xu Zhizhi Zhizhi: [It was so dazzling in high school, how did you get away with it!what!awful! 】

Xu Zhizhizhi: [I finally know why he seldom associates with his classmates, because he is afraid of losing face!I am ashamed too! 】

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