The high-cold actor is clingy by nature

Then she motioned for her to come and sit down. It was a seat by the window. There was a layer of gray mist outside the glass window, which was the precipitation of time that had not been wiped off for a long time. She looked out the window with great interest. Dozens of floors, with shiny glass curtain walls, are the eyes of the city's prosperity. A long time ago, to her, the city meant high-rise buildings, shining brightly, and the suit was well-fitting, beautiful and magnificent.

"Do you like being outside?"

"Huh?" She turned to look at him, and his eyes were looking at the tall building where she was staying, "What?"

"Do you like that building very much?" He looked indifferent, with probing eyes, and the airflow exhaled while speaking brushed the breath of coffee to this side, and the silky layered feeling was accompanied by bitterness.

Having a chance to look at him normally, Mingwei pays more attention to his expression, glances at his fingers from the corner of the eye, "Very beautiful."

"Your American style." The waiter brought over two cups of coffee. She never liked coffee. The bitter taste was unbearable and she made a hideous expression. After adding sugar and milk, she felt that what she was drinking was no longer coffee at all. , So she lightly smelled the sourness in the air, and looked at the person in front of her with interest. There was a budding pink rose in the glass vase, which was beautiful but not fragrant.

"I haven't asked yet, what's the name of this beautiful lady?" He twisted the flower with his fingers, and the green spikes left faint marks between his fingers.

"Can I understand that you are striking up a conversation?"

He shrugged, "Did you just find out now?"

".Seems to be."

He also just smelled the coffee, didn't drink it, it was fragrant and bitter, as if he had tasted all kinds of life's riddled heart.

"You are very beautiful, you are the first woman who is so beautiful that I take the initiative to strike up a conversation." He put the rose close to the tip of his nose, took a deep breath, and praised the woman in front of the rose.

".Thank you for the compliment." Although this compliment was a little too much, no one would refuse a compliment.

"Besides, you're very interesting." He inserted the flower back, and the angle changed, blocking a bright corner between the two people's eyes.

"Coincidentally, you too."

"Shall we find something to talk about?"

"What topic?"

"Hand." He raised his hand, and his hand under the sun was even more beautiful, with slender and slender joints, clean and transparent nails, tender and white, shining with a gentle light, and even his whole mood improved. "You've been watching my hand from the beginning."

She responded calmly. It is normal for a sensitive person to notice that she frequently looks at her opponent's hands. After all, [you can't imagine everyone as a fool. 】However, she also prepared a speech, "For manual control, your hands are too beautiful to refuse." It is a speech and a fact.

"Then it's a blessing that I can date this beautiful lady." He smiled softly, the first time he smiled sincerely.

"You can say that." Her opponent's concern has not yet reached the level of hand control, but she still has a little understanding. After all, the idols who have been chasing after those years, the little hands are good-looking one by one, so it's impossible not to pay attention.

He sighed, "That may disappoint you." His right hand slowly lifted a piece of delicate skin from the depth of the cuff of his left arm, and took it off like a glove. The palm was exposed. It was a rough hand, which was considered normal, but it was many times uglier than before.

She looked excited, "Can you show me?"

He handed her the faux-skin gloves that had come off,
"No, it's the hand."

Just what I want!Originally, she was wondering how to find an excuse to look at his hands reasonably, but now it was good, she could observe him from a distance, she was a little carried away with joy, and Mu Cheng, who was opposite, found this man even more interesting.

He handed over his hand, and she took both of them, and looked carefully, it was a pair of weather-beaten hands, the callus on the index finger was more obvious than before, Mingwei imagined the posture of holding the gun, this person should be the kind who often holds the gun , Thinking so in my heart, unconsciously initiated a daze.

"This beautiful lady?"

"Huh?" Called back to her senses by him, she looked at him suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"You've been holding my hand for half an hour, and your saliva is almost drooling."

"I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Jintu."

"Then I'll introduce myself too, my name is Nanzhu."

"Oh, and, my profession is—" He laughed again, but paused on purpose,
"Why don't you tell me?"

"you guess?"

"This handsome gentleman, I may have other things to do." Ming Wei smiled politely.

"Then I won't keep you. My number is 123****1230, please call."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to seeing you next time."

So farewell, Ming Wei was watched by him and left. After going downstairs, she went to the movie theater again. The lights inside were bright, and the cleaners had finished cleaning. She went straight to the seat and took out a pistol and hid it in her waist, fastened it with a belt, and was ready to go. Find a hotel to stay after you go out.

Lying on the big soft bed in the hotel, with the pistol beside him, there was only silence in the room.

　At eleven o'clock at noon, the hotel cafeteria.

The cafeteria on the second floor costs 300 yuan per person. She was too lazy to go out, so she chose the buffet, filled a few favorite foods, arranged them in a neat octagon, and went to the corner with the plate. There is an elegant The small round table was covered with a silver-white dark pattern tablecloth. There was a short wall blocking it, and the dark glass blocked it. It was quiet and comfortable. She sat down, put on the earphones she had just bought, and ate slowly.

One after another, several guests also came in and chose their favorite meals. She was listening to the cross talk with great enthusiasm, and did not pay attention to everything around her. Now in her world, there is only the meal in front of her and the interesting cooperation of the earphones.Speaking of love to listen to cross talk, it is very interesting. It was originally used as entertainment before going to bed, but later on it became more and more loved. I don’t know if it’s because the laughing point is too high or because she is afraid of disturbing others. When she listens, she always listens to it. Smiling slightly, without making a sound, every time she smirks like this, it's basically just like listening to cross talk.

There was a sudden noise in the hall, there was no messy sound, it was a violent shout, the young man who made the roar, about 30 years old, wearing a suit and leather shoes, obviously wanted to come here to enjoy a relaxing buffet, and was watching with a livid face at the moment. Looking at Su Ni, who was dressed as a boy with short hair in front of her, a handsome waiter in a uniform went up to try to persuade him to fight, but was also dismissed by the man, who probably looked like a manager, and arranged for other guests to be led to the western restaurant to eat under the waiter's apologies.

The lunch time, which should be noisy, was extremely clean.

While listening to the cross talk, she was sitting in the corner, eating slowly without knowing it.

I have to say that the sound isolation effect of the earphones is really good.