my autistic boyfriend

Chapter 3
Qin Jing forced me to listen to all Huai Jin's works the night before.It made her dream that Huai Jin's voice said in the dream: "I said I love you a hundred times, you might not believe it. But it only takes one sentence to say that I don't love you anymore to push you away completely. Are you Do you not trust me, or do you not trust yourself?"

His voice changed from anger to helplessness, and finally to deep sorrow.Huai Jin, who was talking in the dream, stepped out of the darkness, but turned into Jin Siyu's face.Sheng Zhaoxi woke up from the dream.There is already a thin layer of sweat on the head

White belly just appeared outside the window, and there was the sound of birds chirping in the morning.She pressed her temple and shook her head, Sheng Zhaoxi, Sheng Zhaoxi, when will you get rid of this narcissism.

Remembering that it was still the weekend, she lay back and struggled to fall back asleep, only to be woken up by the ringing of her mobile phone.

Qin Jing's bluffing voice came from the microphone: "Xiaoxi! Help me send the folder on the table to the radio station. The live broadcast will start soon."

"Qin Jing, don't do this." Sheng Zhaoxi turned over and continued to sleep, thinking with her toes, she knew that it was her bad trick to deceive her in the past on blind dates.

"To be honest, I will be fired if I don't get the manuscript before 10:30!" Qin Jing hung up the phone without giving her a chance to refuse.

Sheng Zhaoxi put the phone next to the pillow and continued to close his eyes, but after holding on for less than 2 minutes, he still sat up stiffly: "Damn it."

Walking into Qin Jing's bedroom, there was indeed a manuscript on the desk.It was less than half an hour before 10:30, so she just put on a coat and went out to take a taxi to the radio station.

Qin Jing stood at the door to pick her up. The people who entered and exited the downtown radio station were all glamorous and exquisite. Seeing Sheng Zhaoxi's disheveled appearance getting off the taxi, Qin Jing wanted to pretend that she didn't know her.

"Grandma, I know you don't want to go on a blind date, so you don't have to guard against me, do you?"

"Here. Here you are. I have to go back and catch up on sleep."

"Hey..." Qin Jing pulled her back, "It's already here, why don't you come and see my show!"

Qin Jing couldn't help but drag her into the director's room on the third floor, and threw her to a director: "Sister Luo, this is my friend who came to listen to the live broadcast. Help me take care of her."

She pushed Sheng Zhaoxi down on the sofa and sat down, and rushed into the live broadcast room by herself.Through a layer of transparent glass, he made a loving gesture to Sheng Zhaoxi.

Sister Luo poured Sheng Zhaoxi a glass of water: "When the guest guests arrive, the live broadcast will start later, you can do whatever you want."

"Okay. Thank you, Sister Luo." Sheng Zhaoxi sat on the sofa in a daze holding a transparent plastic cup. She was awakened by a nightmare in the morning and she was still delirious and just wanted to finish it quickly and go back to sleep.

During the lengthy time of makeup and tuning, I heard the sound of electric current in my ears.Sheng Zhaoxi fell asleep with his head on the sofa without knowing it.

When Huai Jin walked into the live broadcast room, she immediately noticed the mass of unknown creatures lying on the sofa in the opposite studio. Her hair covered most of her face, only her petite chin was exposed.His head was tilted at an incredible angle, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.The half-drunk water glass in his hand also fell to the side with the width of his body, but it held steady at a weird critical point and did not spill out.

Her presence is conspicuous, especially in a group of highly concentrated professionals walking around.She is like a transparent creature that came through time, out of place but unnoticed.

During the countdown before the live broadcast, Qin Jing noticed that Huai Jin's eyes had been fixed on Sheng Zhaoxi's direction.I thought to myself that there was something to be said for this matter.

(End of this chapter)