I am addicted to my paranoia

Chapter 139 Taboo
Hearing about Li Xiao, Lou Mian had already learned to be silent, and sat quietly without answering her words.

Huang Jieya is not stupid, knowing that she will not react, she said to herself: "I just came back from drinking with his roommate, and I heard a lot about Li Xiao from that silly boy."

"He was previously invited to visit by the Institute of Psychology of the Academy of Sciences, but declined."

"For you."

Lou Mian's eyelashes trembled: "Oh."

"That night, a lot of people on the post bar said that Li Xiao was licking his face to come." Huang Jieya shook her head: "Young people these days have really brought their rumor-mongering skills to the extreme."

She talked for a few minutes, and told several things about Li Xiao. What Lou Mian knew and what she didn't know is now clearer.

In the end, there was only a sigh in response to Huang Jieya.

What can be done.

Lou Mian didn't know what to say, distressed words were too fake, indifferent words were too unkind, she couldn't do both.

Huang Jieya pursed her lips, thinking of Li Xiao's uncertain mood, she hesitated and said, "Is it true that there is no redemption at all?"

Hearing this, Lou Mian laughed and looked back at her: "My dad called just now. If there is no accident, the trending searches about me and Li Xiao will be removed tomorrow morning. What else can you say? redeemed?"

"This--"

Huang Jieya was speechless for a while, she knew Lou Mian's father's temper, as one of the domestic business giants, even though he was gentle and normal in front of his family, but when he got angry, the aura of a leader was still unbearable.

"Ok."

The two looked at each other, knowing that the result could not be changed.

Lights off.

Lou Mian asked Huang Jieya to go to bed first, walked to the balcony by herself, looked at the bright moon in the sky, turned on her phone and wanted to post a Weibo, and confide in a little about her recent troubles.

Seeing the line of fans on the personal homepage, the zombie fans are still there, so she clicks in to see if the zombie fans are automatically updated.

The result is really there.

It was a Weibo post a few days ago: [Those things that I desperately want but can't get must not be what I should have, and they must be thoughtful instead. 】

Lou Mian pouted.

A zombie fan, the writing is actually more sad than her.

You can't lose no matter what you lose, she unexpectedly sent out a secret competition copy: [I still yearn for you, but I don't have expectations. 】

Before she quit Weibo, this post was liked by zombie fans, and a private message followed.

[I haven't slept so late, what are you doing? 】

Lou Mian frowned, and muttered softly, "Where's the promised zombie fan? Could it be that there's an automatic private message function?"

She replied: 【Look at the moon. 】

There was no news from the opposite party for a long time, she was a little sleepy, she quit Weibo, turned around and went back to her room to lie down on the bed, after charging her phone, she prepared to fall asleep without distraction.

At this moment, in a mid-range community not far from the Xingfu Mansion, the boy was also standing on the balcony, looking away from the direction of the Xingfu Mansion, and looking up at the moon instead.

pretty good.

It can be regarded as watching the moon together.

……

The weather near the sea is getting hotter and hotter, and the temperature only rises but never drops. Only in mid-August, there is a slightly refreshing wind, and it is no longer so sticky when it blows on the body.

After all, Zhan Mian didn't wait for Li Xiao to add her, and coquettish A also found out that she had been blocked and deleted by Li Xiao that night, and she was so angry that she went to find him the next day and found out that he had resigned.

The Cheng family's marriage urgings became more frequent, and Lou Mian would go there almost every weekend to bring up the matter openly and secretly, and Cheng Yan also went from not speaking at the beginning to joining in to respond later.

The double pinch of work and relationship made Lou Mian lose weight within half a month to the point where people feel distressed just by looking at it.
Lou Mian, who was about to get off work that day and was about to pack up and go home, was approached by the higher-ups to have a conversation. The general meaning was that she was not in a good state recently, and although her work progress had not been slowed down, it was not an option to continue like this.

Lou Mian replied: "I will improve."

The upper class looked at her two slender bony legs under her skirt, and waved her hands, "Report in time if there is any situation."

Walking out of the office, Lou Mian stood in front of the full-length mirror in the coffee room, looked at herself from head to toe, and didn't find that she was skinny to the bone as others said, and she still looked good.

She was a little helpless, picked up the bread next to her, tore open the bag and ate a mouthful.

Good guy.

Still so unpalatable.

Resisting the thought of throwing it away, she drank quickly after eating, which made her feel a lot better.

Two days ago, Lou Mian heard from Huang Jieya that the filming of the TV series adapted from Zhan Mian's novel was about to start. In order to fit the character image of the original, the heroine still found Su Yu, and the heroine chose the third-tier artist Yi Chen.

This also saved Huang Jieya a lot of trouble. Both belonged to her own company, so it was convenient to chat about anything.

Lou Mian asked her at the time, "Why did you choose Yi Chen?"

The other party was silent for half a minute before answering: "Zhan Mian said that Yi Chen looks like Li Xiao when he is fierce."

taste?

Lou Mian laughed involuntarily, and then changed the subject.

Except for Huang Jieya who would mention Li Xiao's name a few times, the rest would not mention it to her.

Some do not know.

Yes, consider this a taboo.

Early September, school season.

Lou Mian drove to CY Road, and saw a lot of students coming in and out of Linhai University, all of them were full of youthful atmosphere, and there was no lack of young couples, holding hands and waists, so sweet that they almost burst into pink bubbles.

She withdrew her gaze, lived for more than [-] years, and automatically developed a good habit of not being knocked over by dog ​​food.

Just after the Mercedes-Benz passed the traffic light, the bus stopped at the bus stop in front of Linhai University.

The door opens.

Stepping on the steps with the soles of the shoes, one step and two steps down.

He was wearing a white shirt with a red and white tie tied at the top, a black jacket on his arms, and trousers of the same color. He had a fair complexion, and his deep eyes were full of plainness. Even if he didn't turn his head, his jaw line was extremely clear.

Pursing his thin lips, he lowered his eyes and walked over with the suitcase.

After a summer vacation, Li Xiao's popularity still hasn't diminished, and after his hot search was removed, there are still people discussing it.

Just standing at the door, in just a few minutes, news of Li Xiao's return to school had spread, some girls ran out of the dormitory to watch, and some urged the driver to drive faster.

I'm afraid that if he comes later, he will disappear.

Yu Zhong and Bai Ke got out of the car, walked towards him, and waved: "Li Xiao!"

Li Xiao looked at it, but didn't respond. He just waited for them to walk in front of him and said, "How was your summer vacation?"

"Forget it, I'm helping my relatives farm in the countryside on a hot day," Yu Zhong sighed.

Bai Ke laughed out loud: "No wonder you are black like coal balls, let's go, Zhong Minghao is already waiting for us in the dormitory."

A reunion that hasn't been seen for a while is always a joy, and they chatted happily in the dormitory.

Except for Li Xiao, he only listened and didn't speak.

In the evening, the Department of Psychology issued a notice that the school invited the Director of Operations from CY Headquarters to give a speech to the students of this major in the auditorium at [-] o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

(End of this chapter)