In order to earn face, I invited friends to celebrate my boyfriend’s birthday. My best friend at the dinner table whispered: He got married long ago, what should I do?

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The first time Yan Yang saw Wen Na, she was lying on a rusty distribution box on Fuzhou Road eating an Oreo Wen Na. take. There happened to be an unexpected traffic jam that day. When Yan Yang moved to the intersection, he simply turned off the engine and looked at the purple-haired girl carefully.

She slowly ate the last bite, and the melted ice cream flowed down the back of her hands. Both hands were sticky and had no place to put them, and they hung in the air awkwardly.

After Yan Yang squeezed out, he bought a bag at Raffles City. As he was leaving, he accidentally ran to the intersection and took a look. Sure enough, Winner was still standing there in a daze, waving his hands and looking at his nails.

Looking at each other, she suddenly waved to him.

Yan Yang thought it was funny, so he walked over and heard her ask him familiarly: "Sir, do you have any tissues?"

Yan Yang took out a plaid He handed over the handkerchief and watched her wipe it carefully with her fingers one by one. Then she held the handkerchief in her hand and said to herself, "It's still sticky."

Yan Yang asked: "Why not You’re talking to someone else, but it’s me?”

She said bluntly, “Didn’t you look at me just now? Besides, the car is good, why don’t you take advantage of such a good opportunity?”

Tianse It was getting late, and the setting sun was setting down, giving her cold-toned hair a warm light. Wen Na raised her face to look at him. She had a very fair and young face with soft lines and a full forehead. Her eyes were narrowed and she looked a bit charming. It seemed that her heart was written on her face, making it easy for people to see through.

Yan Yang felt that her swaggering hair looked like an animated character he had seen when he was a child, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't even remember his gender.

Yan Yang was still holding a shopping bag in his hand. Wen Na looked down and said, "This color is too old-fashioned."

"Oh, give it to me."

She nodded and suggested, "Do you want some Wenner? I'll treat you to it!" pointing to the small shop behind her.

So Yan Yang stood on the street with her inexplicably, eating Wen Na one after another, wiping them with a handkerchief, and they were completely lost.

It wasn’t until the night completely rose that Wenner reached out and unplugged the GoPro attached to the foot of the distribution box.

Wenner said: "Let's go, I have to catch the subway back to school."

Yan Yang said: "I'll see you off."

That's it Driving all the way from Puxi to Songjiang, Wen Na sat in the passenger seat and smelled the faint scent of perfume, as quiet as if it didn't exist.

Yan Yang asked: "Why are you so naive? What if I have evil intentions?"

Wenner leaned against the car door, leaving a mark on the glass with his face, and said frankly : "I'm not naive. Your bad behavior is also the bad behavior of rich people. No matter how bad you are, where can I lose?"

After a while, when the car was almost quiet, the previous topic was already gone. After a long time of silence, she brought up the old story again, "You don't lack everything I have. Facing you, I have nothing to lose."

When I was twenty years old, I felt that I had seen through life once, and money I have experienced love, love lightly and delicately, and I have been hurt by everything to some extent, so I especially like to pretend to be deep. At the age of thirty, I don’t know how many times I have evolved, and I miss the arrogant innocence of twenty years old all over again, so Wen Na doesn’t know that everything about her is what Yan Yang desires.

Of course Wen Na’s name is not Wen Na, it was just a WeChat note that Yan Yang gave her when she got off the bus, and he didn’t care much about her name. But Winner likes it very much because it sounds like Winner. God knows how much she has been obsessed with winning since she was a child.

Her name is Pei Shujing.

Take her mother’s last name. Her father ran a casino in his early years, and originally didn't like his wife whose last name was Pai. However, because of a fortune teller's comment, she decided to have such a name. Her father got angry or used it as an excuse to finally get divorced, but they were divorced within two months. Happily married the new man. Wenner didn't remember the new wife's name, either gold or expensive. She only heard her mother say it, which was ridiculously crude.

Winner thought that since the fortune teller said that his name would lead to success and fame, he should just lose like this for now.

Anyway, she has to win it back somewhere else.

For example, Yan Yang.

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She was actually not sure who Yan Yang was, but she said good night to him obediently every day and posted seemingly casual selfies on time. She was very comfortable with his orientation, and every photo was just right, as if she was really that innocent and carefree.

She told Yan Yang that she was an independent videographer.

Let’s forget it. Her father, who loved making money, finally had some conscience and sent her a small amount of money before going in, which was just enough for her to study as a graduate student. She has no interest in learning and saves a lot of money. She bought herself a lightweight camera to take fresh portraits, which are the most profitable. She also traveled all over Shanghai to take time-lapse footage, and occasionally people came to buy it.

She takes low-angle shots of busy traffic, how a flower blooms, and a cold day's business at a snack bar. Because there are countless people vying to take pictures in the macro universe, but few people focus their cameras on these things. Nameless little thing.

While Wenner was counting the money, he felt that he had a unique artistic pursuit.

She inherited her father's charlatanism. She doesn't usually interact with her classmates, but she knows how to use various names to win people's hearts. Invite roommates, clubs, and fellow students to have barbecues together, and drink beer together to criticize the teacher who left her homework, until she heard someone whispering in the bathroom that she clearly didn't choose this course.

She doesn’t care either. The circle she usually hangs out in is the group of girls where everyone has a unique logo on their bags. No one here asks about your origins. After all, they are afraid of embarrassing each other. Posting a selfie together is considered a deep friendship. No one is stupid enough to only edit their own pictures. Everyone is gentle and flawless.

Winner was fed up. She already had an unshakable position in the circle. Anyone who wanted to host her would have to ask if she was coming. Even if they knew she was in another game, they would still have to announce "Shu Jing has something to do today." It's a good etiquette.

But people always go up. She doesn’t want to continue to swim in this group of fake daughters and flatter each other. She wants to go to a place where she can be so mean. No reason, just a pursuit, an expression of seeking meaning.

After all, when people stay in one place for a long time, they will become comfortable, metamorphose, and truly relax their vigilance.

So she became nervous the first second Yan Yang looked at her. All the radars in her body were activated, analyzing Yan Yang's conditions, requirements, abilities, and how she had to pay at the speed of light. Get nothing.

Yan Yang didn't know whether he was too lazy to distinguish or simply didn't care about her little tricks, but he still asked her out to meet him every one or two weeks. Take her to the mall, buy her some not-too-excessive luxuries, and eat exquisite Japanese food together. Yan Yang likes to watch her eat sushi covered in wasabi, which makes her eyes water with tears.

He also took her to his friend's party and directly introduced: "This is my girlfriend Wen Na."

In their circle, there were only a few female companions who came and went. Individuals, taking turns to fall in love, suddenly throw in a Wen Na, and no one takes it seriously. In short, he will be replaced soon.

The turning point of the story is that Yan Yang fell ill, which is really cliché. But Yan Yang was able to call a driver in his spare time after a drinking party to take Wen to school, and then put his head on her shoulder when he got out of the car and said goodbye to her. The whole weight of her body was placed on her, and Wen Na suddenly felt a little responsible for him. Even if she only wants money, she still has to show professional ethics and play the role of her girlfriend for a while.

That was the first time she came to his house that day. It was a small apartment where she lived alone. Wen Na didn’t even have time to take a closer look at the furnishings. She opened the refrigerator and threw the milk into the freezer. She couldn’t find out the whereabouts of the thermometer. Wearing high heels, I went to a convenience store to buy a thermometer, and then used a map to find a pharmacy. When he finally found his way back to the door, he found that he was locked out.

Wen Na couldn’t laugh or cry for a moment, standing rustlingly at the door with a plastic bag in hand, wondering what am I doing? It was freezing outside the door in the middle of the night. Yan Yang wouldn't know that I had been busy for so long. There was still milk in the refrigerator and he definitely didn't know how to apply it. Should I call his friend in a humanitarian spirit?

Wen Na opened WeChat very seriously, guessing which of the men and women he had met had a better relationship with Yan Yang and could come over to save his life at one o'clock in the morning.

At this time the door opened. Read some stories every day app Author: Xia Ji | Reprinting is prohibited