Qiu Mingyue first trimmed off the leaves, found a bucket to wake up the flowers, and then giggled at the bucket of chamomile for a long time.
It was too sudden when she was given flowers, and she didn't dare to make mistakes in the car, but now she can let her cheekbones rise to the sky, as if she is a flower that sucks water and can't wait to bloom.
She took a photo and sent it to her friend Zhao Xige. Before the text was sent, Zhao Xige had already sent a message: Who sent it? That director of yours?
There is no better friend than a confidant. Qiu Mingyue was still shocked: How did you know?
Zhao Xige: Otherwise, is it worth your while to take photos of me?
Qiu Mingyue:...
Qiu Mingyue has an insignificant weakness, that is, she doesn't look good in photos.
In fact, it's okay, but she doesn't pay much attention to the angle of the picture. But compared to other young people of the same age, she is a scumbag, and in front of the professional photographer Zhao Xige, she is not even as good as gray.
Zhao Xige sent a video call.
After Qiu Mingyue got through, he didn't see Zhao Xige's person, but a blue sea view viewed from a high-rise balcony. The sun was shining brightly in the distance and the beach was shining.
"How does the view from my ocean view room look like? Is it nice?" With Zhao Xige's boastful voice, the camera flipped back. She put her phone on the stand, found an angle, and continued to put on makeup.
It looks good, it looks so good, Qiu Mingyue is so envious.
She and Zhao Xige met in high school. Zhao Xige's father is a photography enthusiast. He has influenced Zhao Xige to start shooting lenses since he was a child. Now he has successfully grown into a freelance commercial photographer. After flying abroad to follow the shooting to complete the work some time ago, he took a short vacation for himself. , and sometimes encouraged Qiu Mingyue to come and play with her.
Qiu Mingyue was in Cao Ying and her heart was in Han. She could only pray that Zhao Xige would become bigger and stronger as soon as possible. She said: "Whenever you become the boss, take care of me and I will be your assistant."
The two chatted all over the world for a long time. Qiu Mingyue also helped Zhao Xige choose the dress she wanted to wear today when she went out. It was a light-colored floral suspender dress, paired with Zhao Xige's wavy hair and a touch of red lips, which looked beautiful. As romantic as a summer wild rose.
"Does it look good?"
"nice."
"Oh, it's a pity that no matter how good-looking she is, she doesn't have a companion by her side," Zhao Xige pouted, pretending to be pitiful, "Just ask for a day off to play with me. A week is enough. I'm so bored here."
"If you're bored, just go back home."
"Hey, let's wait for a few days."
"So why did your boss send you flowers? What kind of flowers are they?" Zhao Xige put things in order and finally turned the topic back to the photo Qiu Mingyue sent her just now. She switched back to the chat page and blurted out, "Chrysanthemums?"
Qiu Mingyue was speechless: "It's chamomile."
"Chamomile is not chrysanthemum? How can anyone give chamomile to anyone?" Zhao Xige was not satisfied and began to search for the flower language of chamomile, "'strength in suffering, vitality in adversity', does he want you to sacrifice your life for him?"
Qiu Mingyue laughed: "You didn't give it to me specially."
She briefly recounted her experience tonight to Zhao Xige, how she had a meal with Zhou Su in a daze, drank a few glasses of wine with him, and finally received a bouquet of flowers unexpectedly, "I just... The choice was not his. Who cares about the language of flowers when buying flowers? The first priority is whether they are easy to maintain or not."
After she said this, Zhao Xige on the screen looked like she was smiling but not smiling. She raised the corners of her mouth and said, "My little Mingyue, do you like her so much?"
"W-what?"
"Did you know that you were grinning from ear to ear just now?"
When Qiu Mingyue heard this, she quickly put her hand on the corner of her mouth and retorted: "No way!"
Zhao Xige put on a little fox makeup and raised her slender eyeliner, which made her teasing smile even more meaningful, making Qiu Mingyue feel extremely guilty.
When she decided to work at Berry, Qiu Mingyue mentioned to Zhao Xige that her immediate boss was very handsome, and he was a handsome abstinent guy who won her heart. At that time, Zhao Xige said: "No man is abstinent," and teased her, "Let's not talk about the office. When it comes to love, don't forget what you said."
Qiu Mingyue swore that she simply admired the handsome guy, not to mention that if she really wanted to have an office romance, she would have to do it with her peers or her boss, which would be suicide.
Although she had been using people as masturbation material unscrupulously, after an absurd erotic dream, Shanshan began to fear the taste of marrow. When she was most entangled and confused, she confided in Zhao Xige, leaving out a lot of details, but Zhao Xige grasped the key points more fluently: "Go to sleep if you want to sleep, chase if you want to chase, beheading will not leave a scar as big as a bowl, shrinking the head." It's a turtle."
Qiu Mingyue said: "How can it be that simple? Can't sleep? Can't catch up? Just change jobs?"
Zhao Xige and Qiu Mingyue are two completely different types of people. Their personalities are so different that they themselves are surprised that they still haven't broken up after being friends for so many years. Although they fully understand what the other party means, they just continue their own opinions: "Yes, we can get along well." Just stay where you are. If you can't get along, you won't be. If you can still work, don't change jobs. If you can't continue working, just change jobs. It's very simple. The more you hesitate, the more complicated it will be. If you hesitate, you will lose. Only if you work hard, you will win."
Qiu Mingyue disagreed. Zhao Xige hadn't become a big boss yet. How could she support her if she lost her job?
Even if they communicate... in the final analysis, she can't go out of her way. In fact, it's good to see her every day and have some occasional contact like now.
"Why did you choose chamomile? Are there no other flowers?" Zhao Xige asked, suddenly speaking in a longer tone, "Oh - no, you said it's because it's easier to grow. Don't you mean..."
Qiu Mingyue quickly and unilaterally hung up the video, but failed to stop Zhao Xige from sending a text: Why did you hang up my video?
Zhao Xige: Is there any mistake?
Zhao Xige: No matter how easy it is to support you, it will last you a lifetime. Just get the people directly and let them buy you new ones every day. Otherwise, you might as well just buy a cactus in the first place.
Qiu Mingyue pretended to be dead and refused to return.
After a while, Zhao Xige sent another message: What made you so obsessed with me? But seriously, just go for it if you really like it. People will give you flowers. It feels a bit interesting. Women chasing men with spacer gauze are not.
Qiu Mingyue had a thought in her mind, her fingers hovered over the input box, and she thought over and over again without typing anything.
Are you interested in her...
In fact, as an adult, Qiu Mingyue would have some vague guesses, but everything was too vague, including her sex and love. "Almost", in the face of love and being loved, she has always been timid and pessimistic. She doesn't know who she should beg for understanding.
The next day, Chamomile was full of energy after drinking enough water. She put it in a vase, which looked elegant and cute. Qiu Mingyue walked around the small rental house with the vase. She actually thought it would look good anywhere, and finally placed it on the wooden coffee table. Go up, open the curtains, and the thin sunlight illuminates the fine dust in the air. It is a quiet corner, like flowers in the wild.
Qiu Mingyue wanted to take photos and share them, so she spent her whole life. If it hadn't been possible, she would have asked Zhao Xige to help her operate it remotely. After struggling for a long time, there are still a few pictures that can be viewed, but the question arises, where does she share them?
Circle of friends?
Then you have to block Zhou Su, but so many colleagues pretend to be smart but don't block Zhou Su... What's the difference between her and a public declaration of love? Have you blocked all your colleagues? It seems that there is no need...
I logged into other social platforms, but it didn't feel right. After a few tries, the excitement subsided—a brief discussion of the reasons why young people don't post on Moments.
In fact, she could send the photos directly to Zhou Xing. She said yesterday that she would take photos for him to see, but it seemed too fast. She should wait a little longer, Qiu Mingyue convinced herself.
When I swiped through the purple software, I clicked on it without thinking too much.
She still remembered her forgotten script. She thought about it in those days and opened the notification, but there were only a few replies in her comment area. She was worried that the pop-up window would be seen by her colleagues at the company, so she closed it again. When we climbed up again on Wednesday night, E certainly didn't want to upload new audio like last Wednesday, so Qiu Mingyue had no choice but to persuade herself to give up.
But now she logged in, her phone was not stuck, and the message changed to 99+ again. Qiu Mingyue was stunned, and for a moment, her heart jumped suddenly because she expected what the reason would be.
No way?
But really, Teacher E updated the news last night: [E] was out in the field and got stuck in the rain with her boss, and then the car shook.
She wrote the script solely out of passion. After she finished writing, she checked it for typos and never read it again. Although there are many scripts with more straightforward titles than hers, but looking at it from a different perspective now, I can't help but blush. But I am both ashamed and happy that Teacher E actually, really, turned over her cards again.
Wait, Teacher E actually locked her back? !
Looking at the "pay attention to each other" sign, Qiu Mingyue was stunned. Her first reaction was not surprise but fear. Why should you follow her? Why follow her?
Teacher E hides his number of followers and fans, and rarely interacts with other bloggers in the circle. He always feels like he is playing by himself.
Could it be that he has always returned to Taiwan?
She had been paying attention to him for so long, so she didn't know that there was such a way to "hook up". But if this was the case, Qiu Mingyue felt that it was no big deal. She exhaled and calmed down a lot, but the temperature at the base of her hot ears was still there. subside.
To be honest, she felt like she was smoking...
Out of curiosity and "professional ethics," Qiu Mingyue first read the messages in the comment area.
[Ah ah ah hubby! husband! husband! ]
[Come first to respect, that is, it's so cool [hot] [hot] [hot] I really like the teacher's voice, please continue to update at this rate [poor] Modo Modo]
Updates for two consecutive weeks are indeed very productive for Teacher E, and two consecutive articles...are all her scripts.
[Wow, it's Mrs. Xingxing's book again! ! ! It's so awesome, so awesome, I'm dreaming of a new book [praying]]
[The script is great, and it matches the teacher's sense of style very well~ Is it just a customized script? I didn't see this script on my wife's homepage. ]
Qiu Mingyue licked her lips and clicked on the private message chat box with Teacher E. There were two messages lying quietly inside. One was his own news forwarded by him, and then there was a brief sentence from Fang Zheng: Thanks for the script, recorded and released. .