Heaven's Favorite: Picking up the CEO who loves him too much

Nie Qianqian silently withdrew from the stage play, her eyes were on the road ahead, and the sun was shining well on the ground.Thinking in my mind: what is youth?Like immature green fruit and flying black hair, it is always so unassuming and real, and youth at this age is always graceful.

She laughed, Zhou Luoli is not the only one who is young, she is also immature, it seems that no matter how her mind, age, and body grow, she is always in an immature state, a kind of incompleteness.

For example, because she was tired of the repetitive life, she willfully escaped from her cage-like home.Now she needs a job to ensure that her life can be maintained, but the road to job hunting is not so easy, she has no skills, no work experience, and even though she has repeatedly complained that she is an adult, others still refuse with suspicion her job application.

Nie Qianqian was paralyzed on a bench in the park. The afternoon sun made Nie Qianqian unable to open her eyes. She couldn't help sighing: "Eating is the most difficult these days." Looking for a job is already so difficult, and she still has to walk alone in the future. It's really vague, the wind and rain are miserable!

After eating something and taking a short rest, Nie Qianqian cheered up again.She understands that when walking on this road of life, she must have the same spiritual power and vitality as Xiaoqiang, otherwise she will be killed by herself, and the cause of death is———.

"Boss, please! Please accept me, I am really capable, and I promise to eat less and do more! And I am indeed an adult! Please, please!" Nie Qianqian clasped her hands together and pleaded earnestly.

This is a restaurant, and the owner is a fat man in his fifties. He shook his plump cheeks, "No, you have no work experience and you look so young. Even if you are an adult We don't want it either."

"But I know how to do housework. I do all the cooking and cleaning in my house." Nie Qianqian grabbed the bar and tried to get closer to the boss.Accompanied by a crisp bell, two beautiful girls came in from the door, arm in arm.

"No, no, let's go!" The boss shook his head and flatly refused, just like Sichuan changed his face and said to the two girls with a faint smile: "Hello!"

When the two girls passed by Nie Qianqian, they bit their ears, glanced at her secretly, and whispered: "That boy is really handsome!" After speaking, they smiled shyly.

When Nie Qianqian heard this, she moved her ears and raised her eyebrows.Arms casually resting on the bar, body half-tilted, big beautiful eyes throwing a wink, voice deliberately low and full of mysterious magnetic sound, exuding a low-key and unruly smell all over the body, "Hi! Two kittens, do you need anything?"

The two girls screamed, and they shook each other's hands excitedly.Nie Qianqian has achieved her goal, she turned to the boss and smiled, "Boss, please accept me! Huh?"

The boss stroked his clean shaved chin, smacked, weighed, and finally replied: "Okay!"

Ever since, Nie Qianqian found a job full of twists and turns and extremely lucky.Since then, there has been a handsome and gentlemanly small running hall in a restaurant with the sun logo.

A cup of tea that becomes more fragrant and mellower, half of the head is exposed on the reddish-brown sofa, let's extend the camera forward to the floor-to-ceiling windows, a music that is more refined and more moving, the hair on the forehead hangs casually on Mo Shangqian soft face.

Nie Qianqian imagined this as a super start concert, and she is a layman who does not have artistic talent, but arty.The teacup was brought to her lips, she took a sip, took another sip, and put it back in place.Leaning on the sofa, she was comfortable and lazy, staring at the person in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with half-closed eyes in satisfaction.There is never a better, more peaceful time than this.

At this moment, in a brightly lit airport, a man wearing sunglasses who could not hide his cold handsomeness was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at another plane that landed outside the window.Everything is like the peace and beauty before the storm.

The song ended, and after a long time, there was a sound, and Nie Qianqian clapped her hands with a satisfied smile on her face. "To be honest, it's a great honor for me to be your neighbor."

Mo Shangqian smiled like Yangchun Baixue, he said modestly: "To each other, to each other."

Nie Qianqian put down her legs, bent slightly, held a small square red clay pot in one hand, poured all the jasper liquid into the teacup, poured out the water in the teacup, then filled it, put down the small pot, and had a cup of tea in a moment It has been delivered to the table in front of Mo Shangqian.

"Good tea!" Mo Shangqian said after taking a sip.

Nie Qianqian immediately laughed, and rested her head on the table with her elbows, "You're good at complimenting others." After a pause, she added, "You're good at boasting about yourself!"

When she is quiet, Nie Qianqian is clean and pure like a child. Even her naughty short hair becomes quiet. Looking at Nie Qianqian like this, Mo Shangqian has an unknown tenderness in his heart. He thinks that Nie Qianqian like this is really cute good.

During this turbulent time, the two of them enjoyed this seemingly rare and quiet time. The sunlight warmed the whole room through the windows, and the air was filled with a faint taste of extreme harmony.

Any hustle and bustle will eventually be broken, as is the quiet time.Nie Qianqian savored the sweetness for a while and said: "I've tasted the music and finished the tea. Then I'll take my leave!" Standing up with a smile, seeing Mo Shangqian also standing up, she hurriedly said, "Don't send me away!" Well, our two families are so close." After saying that, he left gracefully.Yu Mo Shangqian seemed to be still in a daze, as if time had passed too fast, a trace of regret appeared on his face.

It was night when Nie Qianqian was guarding under the attic window, the stars were twinkling, and even her heart seemed to be erratic.How did that happen?This uneasy feeling?This feeling of restlessness no matter what?In order to get rid of this disgusting feeling, Nie Qianqian took out the blue notebook, a blue pen, and wrote down her thoughts, lines of blue melancholy. "It's the pieces of autumn cut from the branches, it's the pieces of sorrow, it's the tears every word, solidified into blood, speckled, it's you, it's the top of the stream, it's the rivers in my thoughts, can't The end of the hatred."

At night, the longing in this silence is always very clear, and it is often accompanied by pain. The past is like a theater where the curtain cannot be closed, and the same emotion is engraved again and again.

"I remember every little bit of being with you, but you have forgotten me at the other end of this time and space." Stopping writing, Nie Qianqian looked at the twinkling stars outside the window and murmured softly.