The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

Xiao Chuchu forgot how to walk on the avenue, the cars speeding past kept flowing, and the unpredictable neon lights lit up the city, making people deeply fascinated by the night world.

She stood under the pedestrian lights and waited for the red light to turn green, and watched the green light turn red.

When the little green man turned into a forbidden sign again, a question popped into her mind.

What is she yearning for?

Time is still the past.

But these had come to an end when she said to break up.

Looking at the dazzling high-rise buildings across the street, maybe there will be new discoveries when crossing this road.

Just when the no-passing indicator light changed again, Xiao Chuchu finally raised her leg and crossed.

Walking on the long street and weaving through the crowd, she was like a homeless child.

Xiao Chuchu slipped into an alley that was at odds with the noisy long street outside.

The dark and winding stone road was illuminated by flickering street lamps, and the road was full of soaking water. If you accidentally stepped on a pothole, you would definitely be splashed with stains, but she avoided it with her familiarity with the road.

This road was the only way she had to go back to the rental house. During the day, there would be old men and women playing chess and chatting in the alley, but it was eerily quiet at night.

Xiao Chuchu couldn't help speeding up her pace.

When she arrived at the rental house, it was past midnight, and she did not rest.

Turn on the computer, and click on a folder named MOMO, which contains hundreds of photos of Su Mo, including single photos and their group photos.

Xiao Chuchu once made these photos into a video, and when the cursor moved to the video, she felt a sharp pain in her heart.

Taking a deep breath, he clicked the mouse heavily.

The soundtrack in the video played, and Xiao Chuchu's tears fell. The video was played over and over again, and she sat on the sofa with her knees hugged and watched it all night.

At some point, her tears dried up, her eyes were empty, and she curled up at the corner of the sofa.

She didn't move until the first ray of sunlight poured into the room through the window when the sky was dim in the morning.

He hugged the computer and put it on his lap, and pulled the video playback line to the end.

Then she returned to the folder page, selected it, and silently deleted it.

It's over.

Xiao Chuchu did a stretching movement, her limbs relaxed a bit, then she went to the bathroom to wash her face, and washed away the tears on her face. She hadn't slept all night and now she was yawning continuously. She drank a glass of water and went back to her room to rest.

She was a light sleeper, and her mind was heavy when she just lay down. There were dreams that flashed like dreams but not dreams. She felt that she was not asleep, but she couldn't wake up no matter what.

Suddenly a bell rang, she opened her eyes, and reached for the bedside table.

When Su Mo returned her phone, it was out of battery. She charged the phone after returning home last night, and the charger has not been unplugged until now.

The phone was set to automatically turn on when it was charging. She took the phone and saw that it was Professor Cheng.

Press to answer, "Hello, Professor Cheng."

"Chuchu, are you back safe?"

Xiao Chuchu smiled knowingly, and reported to the professor that she was safe before, telling him that she was rescued.

"Well, I'm already in city b."

"It's fine, I'm in school and I have time to come."

After hanging up the phone, she had no intention of going back to sleep, packed up and went out for breakfast and lunch before going to school.

office.

Professor Cheng picked up a cup of tea, "After receiving your call that day, I felt much more relieved. After seeing the news reports of casualties and not being able to contact you, I really thought something happened to you."

"Blame me for being playful and making you worry."

"It's good that nothing happened, it's just that you went with a mission for this training activity..."

Xiao Chuchu knew that Professor Cheng was talking about the National Youth Photography Exhibition again, so she smiled slightly, "It's okay."

"Hey, this competition has a lot of gold content, especially for you majoring in photography. The freshman year is almost over and you suddenly dropped out of school. I wanted to use the competition to make up your freshman credits."

Xiao Chuchu was silent, knowing that the professor was doing it for her own good.

Professor Cheng put down the teacup in his hand, "Don't talk, don't talk, this matter is over."