wasting time with you

Chapter 33
Even if the road of love is full of thorns, because we promised never to separate, we must stick to it.

Never live up to the oath I made to love you.

An Yiruo's road to love is quite smooth, but work is particularly unsatisfactory. Almost every design draft will be blocked more than three times.

Sheng Xia's smile was very weak, and she threw her artwork on the table again, her voice was cold, "Miss An, you let me down very much."

Bearing it to the limit, An Yiruo's eyes revealed a sharp edge: "Mr. Sheng, your unreasonable pickiness makes me at a loss."

Sheng Xia narrowed her eyes slightly: "I am your boss, Miss An, please pay attention to your wording."

With the preparations for breaking the boat, An Yiruo calmed down instead, and met Sheng Xia's cold gaze, her tone was balanced: "The status of the boss gives you the right to be picky, but Mr. Sheng, can you give me professional advice? , rather than—"

She deliberately said half a sentence and left half a sentence, the meaning was obvious, and she said that Sheng Xia was nitpicking.

Sheng Xia understood, and her expression changed, "Miss An, don't think that you can have nothing to worry about because Feng Xing makes you popular."

"I am very grateful for Fengxing's cultivation." An Yiruo felt grateful to Guan Hannan who appreciated her design style and gave her guidance and help, "But the cultivation and appreciation are given by Mr. Guan, and it seems that it has nothing to do with Mr. Sheng Satisfied to see Sheng Xia's complexion turned even uglier, she raised her eyes slightly, "It's not that you can do whatever you want as a boss."

Sheng Xia was silent for a moment, "What does Miss An mean?"

"It means that it's boring for you to make things difficult for me like this." An Yiruo laid out the two sets of design drafts he had prepared in front of her, "Mr. Sheng, please tell me what's the difference between the two drafts?"

Sheng Xia lowered her eyes and glanced at the manuscript, "Miss An, will you test my eyesight with two identical manuscripts?"

"You can also see that they are exactly the same." An Yiruo's voice suddenly dropped in temperature: "Then I am confused, how come the same manuscript is sent to Mr. Sheng for approval, but the result is completely different."

After this manuscript was unreasonably killed four times by Sheng Xia, it would be a lie to say that An Yiruo was not discouraged, she was so depressed that she couldn't even eat dinner, and sat in the study thinking hard about what the problem was.But I still don't want to change my design style in order to cater to other people's preferences.So she decided to stick to her position and resubmit the manuscript without any revisions, waiting for Sheng Xia to call her for questioning.

The result was surprising, and the design draft was passed.

An Yiruo didn't know whether to laugh or cry.And finally realized that what Sheng Xia was critical of was not her manuscript, but her.

That being the case, she took the initiative to knock on the door of the general manager's office to ask what happened.

An Yiruo calmly put away the manuscript and took her into the army, "Mr. Sheng, please give me a reasonable explanation."

There must be a reason for everything, and she thinks she has the right to know how to offend Midsummer.

"I don't need to explain anything to my subordinates." Looking up at An Yiruo's plain face, Sheng Xia's eyes showed disdain, "I thought Miss An would be satisfactory after the revision, but I didn't even go into details out of trust." Look, I didn't expect someone to play such a clever trick."

The best interpretation of strong words.

An Yiruo didn't have time to accompany such a boring game, so she put away the design draft: "I will hand in my resignation report before I leave work."

not approved.

Sheng Xia pulled the corners of her mouth, "Miss An, I have to remind you that according to the company's contract, resignation needs to be submitted in writing three months in advance, and the design investment in hand must be completed on time, and the company is obliged to assist the company in completing the resignation of the current season. fashion show."

Anger welled up in An Yiruo's eyes: "What do you mean by being so aggressive?"

Sheng Xia laughed a little proudly: "Miss An is the chief designer of the company, even if it's to give Mr. Han an explanation, I must follow the procedures."

Then, An Yiruo calmed down, "Recently, in order to catch up with the draft, my cervical spine is very uncomfortable, and I have no inspiration. How about this, Mr. Sheng, I will take an annual leave to adjust, what do you think?" Holding it against her chest, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, "According to the company's contract, people at the supervisory level and above after working for half a year have the right to take annual leave at any time, Mr. Sheng, do you know?" When the words fell, she turned and left .

When she got off work, An Yiruo, who was used to plain makeup, put on delicate makeup in a good mood, and went to Mu Yan's date in a happy mood, so that a certain leading actor looked at her for a long time, "It seems that I am your self-pleaser. "

A blush floated on An Yiruo's cheeks: "If I say it's someone else, the Mu brigade will probably not agree. Why should I bother."

Mu Yan praised without hesitation: "It's very beautiful."

An Yiruo's smile became brighter.

In the couple's booth, her petite figure was shrouded by his tall and straight figure, Mu Yan pushed a large lavender box with simple and elegant packaging, "Here for you."

An Yiruo tried his best to restrain the smile on his lips, thinking: You have to be calm and don't act too excited, otherwise he will be complacent again.

However, when she carefully opened the package and saw a pot of Western narcissus called "Lingbo Fairy" in the box, she was stunned.

Should I praise him for his ingenuity, or——An Yiruo can only sigh: "I guess only a person with such personality as Captain Mu would give narcissus on Valentine's Day." She lowered her head and smelled the fragrant narcissus, and she Laughing, "Sometimes I really don't know if you are too romantic or too dull."

Seeing her heartless smile, Mu Yan was slightly annoyed, and raised his hand to tap her forehead, "I thought about giving you a bouquet of roses before, but no matter how beautifully it blooms, I have to throw it away if I thank you, I won't give you a bunch of roses." Like a potted flower, after this flowering period, the next one will still be ushered in." Watching An Yiruo's eyes, Mu Yan told her her expectation, "I hope our love will bloom undefeated."

Bloom undefeated?How desirable.

When she was weak and cowardly, he sent lily of the valley and vowed never to be separated from her; when he fell in love with her and tasted the sweetness of love together, he did not send roses representing fiery love as icing on the cake, but chose a pot of roses instead. The icy skinny and slim narcissus brought her the warmth of spring, silently making a promise of "love her".

Mu Yan is not a person who always talks about love, let alone deliberately creating romance and surprises, but he is so affectionate, but he cannot remain calm.An Yiruo was moved by his sincerity.

With mist in her eyes, she choked up: "Thank you!"

Mu Yan caressed her cheek with his fingertips, and gently wiped away the tears of happiness, "Women are indeed made of water."

He likes to see her smile, but he doesn't want her to cry, but what does it matter if she is crying with joy?
The atmosphere of the restaurant is excellent, the decoration is very sentimental, and the melodious piano music adds a touch of romance.An Yiruo saw several couples of lovers stepping into the dance floor, turned his head to look at Mu Yan's handsome profile, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Aware of her gaze, Mu Yan followed her signal gaze and apologized: "I don't know how to dance."

An Yiruo returned with a sweet smile, "I'll teach you." As he spoke, he took his hand and led him onto the dance floor.

Pulling his arm around her slender waist, An Yi hugged his neck like no one else, buried her cheek in his neck intimately, leading him to move with the rhythm.

Mu Yan has a high level of comprehension, and the intimate second step belongs to the kind of dance steps that can be ignored in terms of technical content, and the two quickly cooperated seamlessly.

Hugging him so intimately, An Yiruo's heart was filled with happiness.She finally understood: love should be the sweet taste like this.She clings closer to Mu Yan's arms, as if she believes that he is her ultimate destination in this life.

Unknowingly, indispensable.

An Yiruo didn't know how Mi Yu, Cheng Mofei and the others spent this romantic night, but on this Valentine's Day, she was wrapped up in unprecedented happiness, forgot the cold, and filled Mu Yan's name warmly in her heart , no one can erase.

When they walked out of the restaurant holding hands, the cold night wind was blowing on her snowy skin, and he took out a red scarf and tied it around her neck like magic.

He always remembered that when they met for the first time, she was wearing a red scarf around her neck. The whole figure was like an elf bathed in the sun, dazzling and agile, making people unable to take their eyes off.

An Yiruo stroked it with her hands, the furry feeling made her unable to hold back the smile on her lips.

Mu Yan wrapped her hand in his palm: "Is it still cold?"

An Yiruo shook his head, "I used to be most afraid of winter, it was so cold that I didn't even want to go out, but this year I don't feel cold at all."

Mu Yan pinned her wind-blown long hair behind her ears: "Because you have me."

With Mu Yan, An Yiruo was pushed to the top of happiness, but the weak relationship between Mi Yu and Tan Ziyue finally hit the rocks, and the scorching temperature dropped to zero after the Spring Festival.

"Have you quarreled with him?" An Yiruo frowned and looked at Mi Yu who was haggard in front of him, "No wonder it's been so quiet recently, she doesn't ask me out anymore, tell me, what happened?"

Mi Yu snatched the wine glass from her hand, raised her head, and drank it down in one gulp.

An Yiruo became anxious: "You are crazy, this is not water but wine."

"Whoever said that the more you drink, the warmer you are, it's a fucking lie. We are so stupid as to be childcare for our lives." Mi Yu put his face on his arms and announced in a desolate voice, "We broke up."

separate?Not long ago, I heard Muyan say that Tan Ziyue intended to propose to Miyu, why did he suddenly break up?An Yiruo only treated Miyu as angry: "Mimi, feelings are not a joke, don't break up lightly."

"He even said things that are easy to be foolish, so why do you still want me to rely on him shamelessly?" Mi Yu said, his eye circles suddenly turned red, "In his eyes, I, Mi Yu, am actually a woman who is easy to be foolish, An Yiruo, how much do you say?" Ridiculous."

The deep sadness on Mi Yu's face made An Yiruo feel distressed, "What's going on? There must be a misunderstanding."

"What's wrong in this circle, do you have to sell your body? I don't care what other people do, but I am not Miyu." Miyu said to himself: "I give myself to him, but he treats me Not even the most basic trust. How can we be together?"

Tan Ziyue's angry face and those unfeeling and hurtful words came to mind alternately, Mi Yu couldn't continue, she hid her face in her palm and began to cry softly.

Here's the thing:
Mi Yu, who is the number one in the modeling industry, has always been favored by advertisers, and often speaks for certain brands when she is not on the catwalk.Last year, the company filmed a group of personalized portraits for her. Shortly after the release, a director asked her to make a movie with a high salary.After a month of hard filming, the drama was finally finished. As the heroine, Miyu must not be absent during the promotion process. In order to create momentum for the movie, the film and television company asked her to attend the premiere with her boyfriend in the drama, and she readily agreed.However, the next day, major newspapers and magazines published kissing photos of her and the actor one after another. Sow first.

Tan Ziyue, who is a close lover, was furious when he heard the news, and without even giving Mi Yu a chance to explain, he convicted Mi Yu, "I really misunderstood you, I couldn't bear the loneliness in just a few months Is he better than me?"

Mi Yu was very angry and growled, "Tan Ziyue, do you think I am such a casual person? You would rather believe that outsiders don't believe me?" The words that he wanted to explain suddenly changed, and Mi Yu wished he could knock his head off Check to see if it's filled with straw.

Tan Ziyue's eyes blazed: "How can I believe that the photos have been posted? Do you think I, Tan Ziyue, am a fool, and I am cuckolded and pretend nothing happened. Why do I love you so much?"

Mi Yu was in a hurry, raised his hand and slapped him in a rage, he was irrational, "Since you have decided that I am empathetic, well, let's break up."

"Break up, break up." His face was burning with pain, and before Tan Ziyue left, he said the most heartless words, "A woman who is easygoing like you is not worthy of my love at all."

A word of flirtatiousness completely negates her personality.Miyu's heart was crushed to pieces.

But what a proud person she is, how could she bow her head to Tan Ziyue?

Tan Ziyue thought he was right, but he couldn't wait for her explanation, and he refused to give an inch.

That's how the Cold War has been going on.

In the face of love, there is no strong person, unless you are not touched by the truth.

Mi Yu was so drunk that she kept cursing, "Tan Ziyue, you bastard, I don't love you, go to hell."

After sending Miyu home, An Yiruo called Tan Ziyue, but the phone was turned off.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, she overlooked the night view of city A, recalling the happy gathering of the four of them not long ago, a sour feeling rose from her chest.

Love has an inexplicable power, which can turn strangers into extremely intimate lovers, and it can also turn two people who love each other deeply into the most familiar strangers in an instant.

Could it be that God created the mouth as an organ, in addition to allowing lovers to kiss each other's lips, but also to be deeply hurt by the words spoken by the kissed lips?

"The years of youth, the life of wandering, this time, rushing like flowing water, experience the wildness, experience loneliness, experience the joy, love and hate parting, experience the wildness, experience loneliness, this is me, the perfect life...

The lazy and hoarse voice flowed out slowly, which was Mu Yan's exclusive.

An Yiruo slid the answer button, Mu Yan asked her: "Are you asleep?"

An Yiruo's eyes immediately became wet, and the bottom of her heart was filled with an emotion called "attachment". She heard herself say, "Mu Yan, I miss you very much."

I miss his embrace, so warm and powerful; I miss his smile, so charming and soft; I miss everything about him, including his unique smell.

He smiled, and his tone became more gentle, "Do you want to meet?"

An Yiruo asked in a low voice, "Where are you?"

"Your house is downstairs." Standing in front of Daqie, Mu Yan looked up at the dark window on the eighth floor, "I just came back, I want to see you." He went to the neighboring city to investigate the case two days ago, and he rushed back all night without returning home. Went straight to Anjia.

"Wait for me." An Yiruo quickly took up the line, locked the door for Miyu, and hurried home.

Seeing that the light in her room hadn't been turned on for a long time, Mu Yan was hesitating to call again when he suddenly heard the sharp sound of brakes behind him.He turned his head subconsciously, and when he saw through the glare of the headlights whose car it was, An Yiruo had already thrown himself into his arms: "Mu Yan."

The words of reproach stuck in her throat, Mu Yan clasped the back of her head that was stuck in her chest: "I'm here. What's wrong?"

As if he was afraid that he would refuse, An Yiruo asked in a low voice: "Kiss me."

Mu Yan's heart was full of pity, he hugged her and sat in the back seat of Daqie, and kissed her lingeringly.

In the morning, Mu Yan kissed the woman who was still asleep, thinking of how sad she was crying because of Tan Ziyue and Mi Yu, he got up lightly and called the parties to meet.

Tan Ziyue went to the appointment on time.

"You're not an eighteen or nineteen-year-old brat, and you didn't just know how complicated the circle she was involved in today. You still can't trust her after being together for so long?" Looking at the obviously haggard brother in front of him, Mu Yan said earnestly, "You He's a man, no matter how angry he is, he shouldn't say such stupid things, don't you know how hard it is to heal your heart if it's hurt?"

Tan Ziyue propped his hands on the railing by the river, and cast his eyes very far: "At that time, I was so angry that I forgot everything, and my mind was full of pictures of her kissing others." At this point, he paused for a long time, and then opened his mouth bitterly: "I went to find her later and watched her get into another man's car."

At that time, he was standing under the shade of a tree, as if a stone was tied to his heart, heavy, and the spreading pain made him unable to move.

Just lost judgment.

"At least give her a chance to explain." Mu Yan said calmly as an outsider, "Besides, what does that mean? Can't you have other friends of the opposite sex besides yours? Don't stay here, you will die, Go and find out what's going on."

Having been brothers for many years, Mu Yan seldom scolded him so harshly, and Tan Ziyue listened to it.

When he returned home early, An Yiruo was still awake.Thinking that it was the weekend, Mu Yan simply lay down with his clothes on and off, but she automatically and consciously nestled into his arms, and fell asleep even deeper after adapting to the new position.

Mu Yan hugged her contentedly, and went back to sleep.

Awakened by the continuous ringing of the mobile phone, An Yiruo put his head on Mu Yan's chest, pulled the quilt over and buried himself in it.

Mu Yan had no choice but to hand the phone to her ear.

(End of this chapter)