Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Her eyes looked outward, as if her thoughts were wandering: "If one day in the future I look back at the photos and videos, will I remember the candlelight, the fragrance, and the sound of their voices at this moment? Even if some time has passed, if I can feel happy in the future - then my life will have a little more... chance."

There should be an adjective before probability.

But Ye Kong didn't say it.

But Wen Can felt that he understood.

The last moment... or even the whole afternoon, or even longer, the girl was living an ordinary life - speaking sarcastically, smiling occasionally, drawing without distraction, skipping classes and getting involved in trouble at will - but at this moment without any warning, she revealed the loneliness that followed her like a shadow.

That's not the loneliness of being in a crowd but still feeling like you're alone.

It is the loneliness that is difficult to even understand, but is the loneliness that we have been pursuing.

"But I won't shoot if you don't allow me. I'm not that stupid guy named Luo."

After Ye Kong finished speaking, he said somewhat unwillingly, "But I don't take pictures of our Sese's things."

Wen Can: ...

Fortunately, he didn't drink water at this time, otherwise he would have lost his composure again.

Wen Can looked at the girl's phone: "How do I operate this remote control?"

He actually knows.

Young Master Wen had played with photography a long time ago.

Ye Kong thought that he really didn't understand, so he leaned over and introduced it to him with great interest.

After she finished her dry-mouthed introduction, she heard the man say, "Why don't you open it?"

Ye Kong was stunned and looked up at him.

Wen Can smiled at her: "Don't you want to record it? Just like ordinary couples, I also want to feel it."

Ye Kong's eyes lit up, and he immediately lowered his head to fiddle with it and pressed the record button.

"That's it..."

Before she finished her words, she just raised her head and was kissed by the man opposite her.

The shadows cast by the candlelight were projected onto the door of the "box".

The quiet street lights and tree shadows outside the floor-to-ceiling windows serve as the background; the flickering candlelight casts a shadow on their young faces, and the shadows extend from the booth to the silent camera.

Murmurs mixed with laughter were blocked out by the wooden boards.

Among the blurred sounds, only their mutual support can be clearly heard.

Until the man's straight nose rolled over the girl's soft skin and wanted to change direction, but hit the metal glasses frame with a "bang".

They both opened their eyes slightly confused.

After his eyelashes brushed across his skin and brought a slight itch, Ye Kong had to tilt his head back, his lips and tongue separated, pulling up the stained silver threads, and his glasses that were knocked askew fell back onto the bridge of his nose.

Ye Kong looked closely and saw a red mark on Wen Can's face caused by the mirror frame, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Wen Can touched his face and smiled.

They put their heads together and laughed for a long time without knowing why.

The time light on the upper right corner of the camera is red, recording the light and shadow at that moment every second.

The wind was shaking the trees outside the window; the withered shadows of the branches and the way their foreheads touched were all captured in the camera by the candlelight.

·

Wen Can, who had originally planned to work in the coffee shop for a night, fell asleep inexplicably while Ye Kong was playing a piano piece.

More work awaited him the next day.

Fortunately, he was in high spirits, and when he left the coffee shop, he had a faint smile on his face that outsiders had not seen for a long time, which perfectly matched the conclusion of some observers that "he has now completely become a love-brained person."

But on the way to the parking lot, the wheelchair hit a woman who was running.

If Secretary Fei had not been so skilled and strong that he could have steadied the wheelchair in time, Wen Can would have been knocked to the ground along with the woman.

——But the situation is not much better now.

The wheelchair was pulled and turned 90 degrees on the spot, and the woman's coat was torn with a loud "pop" sound.

She rolled to the ground, and the documents in her hands flew all over the place and then scattered all over the floor.

A few of them floated to Wen Can's legs. He drooped his eyelids, picked them up and glanced at them coolly, but paused after a moment, slowly moving his gaze back, looking at them calmly but intently.

Until the woman got up from the ground in a panic, mumbling some formula, picking up the scattered papers along the way, and finally limped to him and stretched out her hand to him: "I'm sorry to bump into you, but since you didn't suffer any loss, can you return my things to me?"

Secretary Fei couldn't help but frowned: "You..."

Without waiting for him to speak, Wen Can silently returned the papers.

The woman took it with one hand, apologized again, and when she was about to leave, she stopped and squatted down in front of Wen Can unexpectedly.

Secretary Fei was startled, but the mercenary's instinct took over and he thought it was some dangerous attack. He suddenly pulled the wheelchair back, and the wheelchair tilted forward. Wen Can grabbed the armrest suddenly, but the front end of the wheelchair almost scraped the woman's face.

She cried out and sat back, and after a while she covered her nose and looked up blankly: "What are you doing?"

Secretary Fei then saw clearly that she had squatted down just to pick up a piece of paper that fell at Wen Can's feet.

It was early morning and someone was running in the distance.

The sound of distant footsteps and the cold wind swept into my ears.

The woman put down her hand that was covering her nose, and finally revealed her entire face.

——Wen Can’s pupils suddenly froze.

Even Secretary Fei, who was standing behind Wen Can, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and showed a surprised expression.

·

When Ye Kong woke up, Wen Can was gone.

She was working hard on her manuscript behind the cash register, while the coffee shop welcomed another group of tired customers.

Xiao Jin also had classes today, so Qu Wu personally ground the beans and made coffee for the customers this morning.

Originally the air was very silent, with only the sound of the coffee grinder working, but halfway through, someone pushed the door open and came in with her very memorable and cheerful voice.

"Huh? I'm in for a treat today? Boss Qu is making the coffee himself?"

Qu Wu frowned and glanced at the person who came: "Can you please stop making noise?"

"Why can't you even let me talk normally?" Ouyang Nian felt aggrieved. He glanced at the man who had come first and was shocked. "Why do you look like you've been drained of your energy? Is it really okay to go to film like this?"

The man raised his hand and pinched his brows. His voice was low and hoarse, full of fatigue: "I just started work this afternoon, and I still have time to rest."

"You're really tired. Did you stay up all night last night?"

"No."

"What's that for?"

"..." The man obviously didn't want to say more, "Something happened."

"Oh~" Ouyang Nian pretended to understand something, "Social activities in the entertainment industry, I understand."

"..."

Qu Wu couldn't listen any longer, and while throwing ice cubes into the cup, he looked up at her coldly, "Has anyone ever told you that you have no sense of propriety?"

"..." Ouyang Nian was speechless for a while, then touched his nose angrily, "I'm sorry."

As if she was powerless to resist Qu Wu's disgust, she looked towards Ye Kong and said, "Why are you rushing to finish your homework so early in the morning, junior sister? Do you want me to help you?"

When Ye Kong is painting seriously, he cannot hear the voices of mortals.

She didn't even move her eyelids.

No one paid any attention to Ouyang Nian, so she had to order a cup of milk coffee for herself and sat down at a booth at the side, feeling unhappy.

After dealing with these two tactless customers, Qu Wu quickly hung a sign saying "Closed" at the door of the store, then turned around and went to the basement.

For a moment, only Le Yue and Ye Kong were left inside and outside the bar.

Just one person drinking coffee and the other painting.

They do not interfere with each other, as if they are in different worlds.

It was not until Ye Kong's neck ached and he raised his head to turn his wrist that he discovered there was a person sleeping on the bar.

At first she almost thought it was Wen Can.

But the man's face reflected in her cold lenses - it was Le Yue.

Ye Kong paused, leaned back after a few seconds, stared at the tired, sleeping face, and fell into deep thought inexplicably.