Chapter 152 (1/2)
Lin Yi holds a mobile phone and cooks porridge on the phone. She looks at Jiang Li's envious appearance.
”Did you receive the gift from sister Jiang? I'll tell you, that gift contains your sincerity! ”
At first, Jiang Li didn't know who she was talking to. She was absorbed in watching TV and was attracted by the laughter from her side.
As a result, Lin Yi seems to think that it's really not enjoyable to be happy alone, so he simply turns on the handsfree.
The cheerful voices of the four boys of BOT suddenly spread in the empty hall. Jiang Li shrugged to Shanglin Yi's cunning expression.
In terms of cunning, she is no match for Lin Yi.
”Gifts? Sister Jiang sent us a present! ”
Joe brought a little bit of Nuo Nuo tone suddenly, the surprise inside was not artificial, but let Jiang Li and Jiang Li were stunned one after another.
”You didn't get it? It can't be true! Oh, Jiang Li, didn't you say you sent it to the post office? You can't drop it! ”
Lin Yi's question makes Jiang Li feel tight. Although the gift is not absolutely expensive, the friendship inside is by no means fake.
If it's lost
Well, I can only send it again.
”I'll ask at the post office tomorrow.”
After she whispered, she turned off the handsfree and threw it to Lin Yi.
At the moment, in a sea house on the west coast, a pair of big hands are rubbing on four cups of different styles, full of interest.
Jiang Li was given a few days off by the company for recording the episode.
Busy everyday, even the time for breathing is squeezed out, now suddenly idle, but do not know what to do.
Lin Yi has been on the night shift these days and has become a real night owl.
Jiang Li quietly opened her door, looked at the uniform breathing body on the bed, and sighed helplessly.
That guy is tired enough. She would be cruel to disturb her again.
When the Tathagata quietly closed the door, Jiang Li leaned against the door, feeling disappointed.
Maybe it was too boring. She went to the warehouse and looked around to see if she could find something to do.
After more than an hour's tossing, there was nothing but a pile of painting tools that were no longer used.
When she was in college, she also took Chinese painting as an elective course. Unfortunately, she bought a lot of pigments, but in the end, they were useless.
She remembers that when life was difficult, song Yunchen proposed to let her sell these, but she was not willing to scold him.
Now looking back, it made her sad.
It's hard to look back on the past. She just has some pity for her good old days.
The pigment has already dried up. If you stay here, you will have to wait for your life to be completely moldy.
Jiang Li doesn't give up, but she can't stay any longer.
She packed all the things into a disused bag. She carried the bag downstairs and sold it to the waste collector.
Full of a bag of things, only for 25 yuan, as if laughing at her past innocence.
Because of this arrangement, the warehouse is less than half.
Jiang Li wiped the sweat on her forehead, moved a bench and sat aside.
When cleaning up, suddenly fell out of a photo album, the top is green she, and now has come out of her world song Yunchen.
Jiang Li stares at the photo for a few seconds, but she is melancholy that youth is nothing else.
A few years of constant flow, in the end, is still not worth a few months of torture.
Jiang Li took the album and wanted to throw it to the ground. After all, these memories are just disturbing people's dreams.
But the two people in the photo smile too bright, but let her heart is not happy.
It's a strange thing to wear a mask in summer. In addition, she made a brazier. Lin Yi's expression is more interesting than the palette.
”What are you doing! Paper burning in broad daylight
If she didn't know Jiang Li's character, she would have thought that Jiang Li's mind would be squeezed by the door this time.
”I'm burning pictures.”
After listening to her curious questions, Jiang Li perfunctorily replied and continued to tear up the photos.
One side of the album is open, exposing its contents to the air.
Lin rubbed his eyes and strode to get a fish.
Long body is good, even if Jiang Li blocks, it is just a drop in the bucket.
”Whose picture are you with?”
Lin Yi points to song Yunchen, who is intimate with Jiang Li, and is obviously very dissatisfied with him.
”My past.”
Jiang Li couldn't get rid of it, so she just sat down and tore up the rest of the photos.
The tiny scraps of paper came out of their fingertips and drifted towards the edge of the fire basin. When they met the fire, they pricked and turned into powder.
Lin Yi returns the album to Jiang Li, and conveniently moves a stool to one side.
But she wasn't looking at the photos, she was looking at Jiang Li.Always feel that at this time, she seems to need someone to accompany.
Even if the past is no longer important, but after all, remains in the memory, burning the past, there will inevitably be regret.
It has been two days since we last met with Jiang Li.
One day is like three autumn, let alone two days.
Two hours after leaving work, Murong Hao weighs the brooch bought by the trustee and leaves a message for Jiang Li.
People who love each other will miss each other equally.
Now Murong Hao gave her an excuse to meet, how could she not go back?
One o'clock in the afternoon is the time for the diners to rush back to the office, so even if Jiang Li takes a taxi, the road is still blocked to death.
It's not easy to get to Murong Hao's studio, but she has already started shooting. She can only stand by and wait.
”Why are you here now?”
When Miller is preparing tea for Murong Hao, he bumps into Jiang Li, who is looking around at the door. He can't help complaining.
Just because she didn't arrive for a long time, Hao Hao was angry again just now.
Who did he offend? When they fell in love, he became the one who suffered!