It’s Colder Today

The waiter opened the door and interrupted the two people when he asked if they wanted to serve food.

Jiang Xuyang did not participate in the two of them, and turned to ask Wei Songying: I heard Zhang Guangwei said that you are planning to participate in the Xunchuan competition?

Wei Cong shook his head and took down the ashtray that was on the disk in front of him: Zhang Guangwei just mentioned it to me, but I haven't agreed yet.

Lin Fang heard this and immediately gave up the Kindergarten Battle with Xiang Shaoyuan, and became more alert: You're going to go racing again, aren't you? You're so damn healed that your scars don't hurt, you damn well Look at your arm, there’s such a fucking scar, you’ve forgotten why you broke your car on the left, haven’t you?”

If it's not long, the baby's capacity will be extremely high.

If Wei Zongying had been obedient, he would not be Wei Zongying.

He will definitely go to the competition, but Shi Yun is in a bit of trouble. Seeing her like that, he can't go without telling her. If he tells her, she will probably be angry, and the chance of them breaking up is too high.

But give up?

Wei Zong was unwilling to do so. He liked Shi Yun a little bit, but he still loved himself more.

A way to get the best of both worlds has not yet been figured out.

Wei Congying lit his cigarette and wondered how Jiang Xuyang knew that Zhang Guangwei had told him about the competition.

Jiang Xuyang explained: He saw you bringing Shi Yun there, so he came to ask me specifically. It seems that there was a female staff member at the racing track who originally asked him to get your phone number.

Speaking of Shiyun, he counted on his fingers and said to Shao Yuan: It's been a long time this time. We've been talking about it for several months.

It's been a long time.

I didn’t count the time deliberately, but now I look back and think about it, it’s been several months.

They killed Xiang Shaoyuan for this meal.

Xiang Shaoyuan signed the order brought by the waiter, his heart ached: It's Ah Cong's birthday in half a month, and I have to eat it back.

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Shi Yuan looked at the calendar next to Shi Yun again, wondering how true her mentor's words about New Year's holidays were. No one knows whether this sentence is the same as Pinduoduo’s knife attack, which is a scumbag’s behavior.

They, a group of cheap laborers, are at the bottom of the hospital, scolding them every day for three days and one day for five days. Shi Yuan no longer wants to study for a Ph.D., she is just muddle along, looking forward to the big pie from her tutor.

In the end, she didn't think about the possibility of annual leave. Shi Yuan picked up a small chicken leg with chopsticks and took a big bite: By the way, tomorrow, the 19th, I have two coffee coupons that are about to expire. I will treat you at the end of tomorrow. Drink coffee.

On the 19th...

No. Shi Yun smiled apologetically: I have something to do tomorrow.

What could happen?

The two of them were together every day these days. Shi Yun would meet her boyfriend if she really had something to do, but every time she met her boyfriend it was time to rest, and she wouldn't have a rest tomorrow.

Shi Yuan thought for a long time and finally remembered: The 19th is your birthday.

Suddenly he realized: So are you going on a date with your boyfriend tomorrow? I understand.

Although the facts were completely different from Shi Yuan's guess, Shi Yun didn't even tell Wei Zongying that today was her birthday, but Shi Yun didn't bother to explain to her.

The next day, she was busy at the hospital all day as usual. During lunch, she received a call from her grandparents, saying they wished her a happy birthday and asked her if she had eaten longevity noodles today. The old man did not know how to send red envelopes on his mobile phone. He said that he would ask He Sui to transfer a thousand yuan to her later.

Shiyun didn't eat anything in the morning, so he just ate some rice at noon to cope with the problem. Listening to the concern of her grandparents on the other end of the phone, she lied: I have eaten. I went to eat noodles as soon as I got up in the morning.

People have unconsciously learned the skill of reporting good things but not bad things. The call didn't take long. When Shi Yun was busy in the department in the afternoon, he received a WeChat transfer from He Sui.

One thousand dollars.

There is also a new message.

Happy birthday to her.

She received the money but did not reply to his birthday wishes.

After leaving the hospital, Shiyun went to the flower shop next to the hospital and bought a large bouquet of white wine. There was wind today, which rattled the wrapping paper in Shiyun's arms. She held the flowers in her arms carefully.

Perhaps because the destination was a cemetery, Shiyun took a long taxi ride before waiting for a driver willing to take her.

The driver didn't say anything along the way. As soon as she got in the car, he confirmed the tail number with her and reminded her to fasten her seat belt. Nothing more was said.

Shi Yun liked this speechless atmosphere very much.

She got off the car two hundred meters away from the cemetery. It was quiet around the cemetery and there were cedar trees along the road. The cedar trees gradually grew taller along the uphill slope, and then merged with the evergreen trees in the cemetery.

Shi Yun walked slowly towards the cemetery. He had already received the automatic deduction notification text message in his hand, and the driver left without looking back.

Only then did she realize that it would be difficult to take a taxi back to this place later.

After walking only fifty meters with the bouquet in her arms, she saw an oncoming car.

On the hood of the black car, the goddess of victory with her wings spread is very conspicuous.

Shi Yun could feel the car slowing down and then stopped steadily next to her. Shi Yun stepped away as the rear window rolled down.

She never looked back, but she heard the sound of the car starting up again.

She was already out of breath when she reached the entrance of the cemetery. The tombstones stood there neatly, like well-trained troops. Shi Yun walked around two rows of tombstones with ease, passed by a huge pine tree, and then stopped at

In front of a square tombstone.