Chapter 1338 (2/2)
”I forgot to pay the fare.” Mingshu pecked him several times: ”do you want to go up, little brother?”
Liang Che was flustered: ”I still have something to do...”
Mingshu released him and stepped back.
Liang Che immediately started the car, accidentally hit the back of the post, a mess of walking, finally can not see people.
Out of the apartment, Liang Che opened another distance and slammed on the brake.
He gasped with his mouth open as if he had come out of the garage and he hadn't breathed.
Liang Che lies down on the steering wheel, his face buried in the arms.
I don't know how long he sat, the man on his stomach moved, and he slowly raised his head.
Take out the mobile phone from the side and click on a paparazzi who has just been deducted the bonus.
What's it like to like someone? ]
[close to the dark: meow meow? ]What's the matter with you, brother liang? Can't the spring heart sprout? ]
[Liang: wages. ]
[close to the dark: like a person, is to see her, the heart will be plopping, deer bumping around, she is the best in the world, what she does is right, can not see her will miss her, see her, can not help but want to hug high. ]Close to the dark a large paragraph of words, whoosh sent over, it can be seen that he is using his life to save wages.
Liang Che carefully read this paragraph several times.
Every time those people in the studio analyze the love and love of a certain star or TV series, and some even feel deeply moved.
But he didn't touch.
Not only love, but also other feelings seemed dispensable to him.
He always felt that he should be a man without feelings.
But
Why did you meet her?
He didn't even remember when he remembered her.
Liang Che sat alone in the car until the light was dim outside.
Buzzing -
the mobile phone vibrated, waking him up.
Liang Che connected the phone, his voice was a little hoarse: ”hello?”
”Brother Liang!” The man over there yelled, ”look at Weibo!”
Liang Che:
Microblog hot search first.
#Liang Che glared at the title and looked at it for several seconds, his fingers trembling.
Image loading.
When the picture jumped out of the moment, Liang Che felt relieved.
No one else.
The photo was taken last night. She held her own picture. The night photo was a little fuzzy, but there was no obstruction. She could recognize it at a glance.
There are also several pictures.
Even before in the hotel, he and she sat together to eat steak photos.
The last one is the garage. She kisses herself.
The angle is just right. Both of them are very clear.
[close to the ink: brother Liang, you're in the headlines! ]You don't like the black flute, do you? ]
[he who is close to the ink: ah, ah, you are going to be crazy. It is said on the Internet that you are a little white face who is taken care of by her. ]
[those who are close to the dark: don't let me know who did it!! ]
[he who is close to the dark: I went, and I heard the flute and tweeted. ]
Liang Che started microblogging.
The latest one, released a minute ago.
Smell flute V: little brother, I raised it, don't you accept it? @Liang Che had to admit that he was overjoyed to see her.
But what kind of ghost does she have?
When did he let her raise it!!
What does it mean, brother liang? Why can't I understand it? ]
[those who are close to the dark: what is foster care? ]
he knows the word, but he doesn't know it when it comes to brother Liang.
Does he know the brother liang?
[Liang: half of the salary will be deducted]
[those who are close to me will be in trouble ]
Liang Che v. Smell flute V: little brother, I raised it, don't you accept it? @After the transmission, Liang Che leaned back and slightly closed his eyes.
He's finished.