him and her cat

Chapter 23
The wall clock on the wall is swinging slowly and regularly.

Shujia looked out, and the transparent glass window was blurred by the turbulent raindrops, but the rain was obviously much lighter, and it was estimated that it would stop after a while.

Because of the rain, she gave the shop assistants a break, and there were only her and Xiao Du in the shop.

Xiao Du sat on the small table by the window, flipping through the leaflets made for the Qixi Festival, chatting with her.

Shujia turned on the orange origami lamp, and leaned against the counter absently to check the messages on her phone.

"Jiajia." Xiaodu put down the booklet in his hand, raised his head and called her name, "Who did you say is coming to see you this afternoon? Is it the person who has been rumored to be crazy with you recently?"

Shujia hesitated for two seconds, then said in a low voice, "I didn't tell you, and you don't know him."

As far as she knows, Xiaodu doesn't seem to have set foot in the e-sports circle, and he doesn't seem to be very interested in LOL.Therefore, Zhou Dang should not be known.

What Shujia said made Xiaodu even more curious, "What's the matter, have you been in a relationship with someone recently?"

Shujia was startled, and subconsciously denied, "No, no, you can't even count as friends, so stop guessing."

"Then what do you mean by bringing someone to the store?" Xiao Du teased and asked, smiling narrowly, "Anyway, I've known you for so long, and it's the first time I saw you bring someone here to cook for him of."

Shujia wanted to explain, but after thinking about it, she found that she couldn't explain clearly, so she had no choice but to keep silent.

But Xiaodu still refused to let go, "Look at you, you are dressed like a goddess, you can just turn on your phone and live broadcast directly."

Shujia sighed, picked up two cups, went to the water dispenser and took two cups of hot water.

"Drink some water." Shujia handed Xiaodu a glass of water, "Will the water shut your mouth?"

Xiao Du took it over, looked her up and down, and clicked his tongue.

Shujia was wearing a long chiffon dress, revealing her thin collarbones and shoulders, and a faint fragrance radiated from her long hair.

At first glance, it was specially dressed.

Xiao Du took a sip of water, his smile remained unchanged, "Weibo is full of rumors that you are in love with a certain e-sports boss. It seems that someone is still the captain of the male model team. It's amazing, my good."

Shujia was almost choked to death, "What kind of e-sports boss, oh my god. It's all spread. What kind of love is there? It's not a word."

"You're farting." Xiaodu moved closer to her with a gossipy face, "It's almost not on the trending list, I heard that the male protagonist is a male god in the e-sports circle. It's so cold, why did you take it down?"

"Really not." Shujia said helplessly, "Please don't hear about it."

"Then you tell me what's going on, I really want to know, share and share your experience."

"It's nothing, it's just that he did me a small favor, it's really not what you imagined"

Xiao Du winked at her, "What was the name of that Weibo you posted the night before yesterday, I like it..."

"Okay, okay." Shujia quickly interrupted her, "Stop talking, I admit defeat."

Xiaodu laughed and leaned back, "Admit it, do you want me to help you with an assist in the afternoon?"

"No need." Shujia resolutely refused, "Don't mess around later, don't say anything just to help me."

Xiao Du shrugged, not knowing if he listened, and lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.

Shujia, on the other hand, was distracted by a few words.

She lay on the counter, looking at her mobile phone boredly, and finally received a message from Zhou Dang:
--Arrived

When I walked out of the store, the rain outside had lightened a lot, but the water on the road was very deep.

Shujia picked up her umbrella at the door and walked to the place agreed with Zhou Dang.

From time to time, the drizzle drizzled over her, giving goosebumps to her bare shoulders.

She lifted the skirt carefully, fearing that the pure-colored skirt would be stained with muddy water.

(End of this chapter)