Love Delusion

Lin Anran was fully mentally prepared. He changed his clothes, **** his high ponytail, and put on running shoes. He solemnly stood on the most expensive Supreme treadmill in the house.

All the money is spent, and it's done. Lin Anran had already quietly swallowed this big loss, even if she had to run from now on, she couldn't let her money go.

Shang Hao clamped the safety rope on the treadmill to his clothes. This is the emergency stop puller protection of the treadmill. If you are about to fall or fail to keep up with the speed during running, the magnet at the other end of the rope will be pulled off the body, and the treadmill will stop automatically.

"Don't be too fast." After Lin Anran said this to Shang Hao, he looked ahead again and waited.

Shang Hao looked at him, trying to hold back the smile at the corner of his mouth.

It can be seen that Lin Anran should have been laughed at when he was in physical education class. His man leaned straight on the treadmill, like a piece of wood. Before he ran, his expression was already tense, his expression tense, and his body stiff.

Shang Hao comforted him: "Don't be nervous."

Lin Anran nodded nervously: "Yeah."

He stayed at home for too long, and this body has been inactive for too long. He is not sure, maybe he can only run for an hour at most.

Shang Hao pointed out to him: "Here is the speed adjustment. You just started running today, don't need to run too fast, about five kilometers per hour is fine."

This is already a slow-moving gear. After Shang Hao's introduction, after seeing Lin Anran understand, he walked back to make room for Lin Anran. Lin Anran asked him nervously, "Where are you going?"

If he leaves, who will help him press the start?

Shang Hao said: "You can press the start button, it's okay, I will watch you run."

It was only at this second that Lin Anran realized that someone could still press the button while running. He was a little confused, and Yiyan raised his hand and pressed the start.

The track under my feet began to move. Lin Anran, who was standing above nervous, immediately adjusted the speed to five kilometers per hour as Shang Hao said.

Then Lin Anran's person on the treadmill swished and quickly teleported back to Shang Hao, who was ready behind the machine.

At a speed of five kilometers per hour

The safety rope of the treadmill was torn off with his people, and the operation stopped.

Lin Anran, who was thrown off the treadmill for the first time, stared in horror.

What happened just now!

What a terrible exercise!

Shang Hao rubbed his scared face, and after making sure that he was not injured, he hugged the person on the track again: "Five kilometers is not for you, try four kilometers. This time, adjust it slowly."

Then Lin Anran whizzed into Shang Hao's arms for the second time at a speed of four kilometers per hour.

"Of course," Shang Hao couldn't help it: "You can't just stand on it, you have to run."

I can't blame the treadmill, no matter how slow it is, I can't resist Lin Anran's static reaction speed.

Hearing what he said, Lin Anran raised his hand to indicate that he understood. His people will not be able to speak now, and they are groaning and breathing hard to recover. The fine sweat is already on their foreheads before the exercise begins.

Lin Anran wants to take back what he said just now, let alone running on this thing for an hour, he is not sure whether he can survive this morning.

Shang Hao:...

How did this person pass the college physical examination?

In the end, the two repeated tests showed that the speed of 1.8 kilometers per hour is the most suitable speed for Lin Anran's exercise. The main reason is that his physical coordination is not high, and he can't keep up easily.

So first let him adapt to walking slowly on the treadmill.

Lin Anran panted heavily and gave Shang Hao a thumbs up. I am very ok.

Shang Hao no longer needs to catch him from behind. But at the same time, the smile on his face never faded. He walked around the treadmill, holding his mobile phone to record the precious moments of Lin Anran's exercise.

He walked over and kissed Lin Anran's face. Lin Anran was doing sports with all his heart, and didn't have time to talk to him after being kissed.

"I'm going to work." Shang Hao said, "Come on, then."

Lin Anran beat his thumb again: ok!

The treadmill shows that he has consumed 8 calories. Lin Anran is awesome!

Shang Hao didn't smile on his face all morning, and he was still smiling before closing the door. Lin Anran did exercises in the living room for ten minutes. He thought it was OK. Later, thinking of the money spent on this thing, Lin Anran bit her cheek for another five minutes.

call--

He let out a long sigh of relief. I should say, after the exercise, people are really sour and refreshing.

He got off the treadmill softly, tired and collapsed on the chair.

Lin Anran, who sits in front of the computer all the year round and has only the scope of activities at home, needs physical and mental rehabilitation. Even if his body can run, his mind can't run anymore.

Although running is good, he still prefers to do yoga. Lin Anran did yoga for so many days, and the total amount of sweat she shed was not as much as half an hour today.

Shang Hao went to work. He is the only one left in the family.

And about the handwritten letter he sent. On the fourth day of today's letter mailing, Lin Anran had already negotiated with herself.

It's not that he has news about the reply, but that he has read it away.

It was just a flat suggestion box downstairs in the company. He is just one of thousands of ordinary people. Like many other passers-by, he stood downstairs and looked up at the floor where Shang Hao was.

It doesn't matter how much hope Lin Anran holds. The connection between people is not a seesaw. No matter how much he hopes, Shang Hao, who is thousands of miles away from him, knows nothing.

But fortunately, he is Lin Anran. When hope was frustrated, he felt a little grateful in his heart. Because establishing contact with another human always makes him feel uneasy, no matter who it is.

No connection = no pressure.

Lin Anran, who had accepted the reality, comforted herself like this.

He still checks both the e-mail box and the mailbox downstairs. In their own city, it seems that it takes at least one week for a letter that does not leave the province to be sent.

Every time he checked after leaving separately. Lin Anran didn't want to mention this in front of Separated. There was always a feeling that wild flowers could not be found outside.

Although strictly speaking, he is the wild flower.

He went downstairs to check the mailbox yesterday, and there were only promotional brochures from nearby supermarkets and various advertisements from intermediaries in the mailbox.

Today's mailbox is still the same, except for the home-service advertisement and a letter from Tianneng Holding Group Co., Ltd., nothing else.

……and many more.

Lin Anran's action of pulling out the key stopped abruptly.

He stared stiffly, without focus, and didn't even have the courage to lower his gaze to confirm the two words for the first time.

If the excitement has a temperature, it must be hot. At this moment, Lin Anran was standing in front of the letter box, and an agitated heat wave gushing up from the depths of his body like a fountain, gradually spreading to the whole person, to the tips of his fingers holding the letter.

It's a letter.

Lin Anran never won the prize. But he feels like a big prize falling from the sky.

Lin Anran's people stood there for a long time, and an uncle security guard holding a thermos passed by behind him, stopped and said hello to Lin Anran: "What's the matter? Is it the wrong letter?"

Lin Anran recovered.

He has a true letter in his hand. Not only him, but a letter that everyone can see.

Lin Anran held Xin's fingers slightly harder. He replied to the uncle security guard: "There is nothing wrong with the plug."

He regained his consciousness a little bit, thinking that he couldn't, he couldn't take it lightly, or it might be a matter of course, it seemed like a matter of course that could be done.

A high-priced treadmill at home is enough. He won't be fooled anymore.

The voice was a little low, the uncle didn't hear clearly, so he still sipped the tea in the thermos, and stood there waiting for Lin Anran to see if he needed to put the letter in the reception room.

It just so happens that there is a second person present. Lin Anran nervously decided to seize the opportunity and just opened the letter that read Mr. Lin Anran received.

The entire envelope is extraordinarily thick and textured. The envelope and letter paper are all custom-made by Tianneng. The letter is received by Mr. Lin Anran.

Lin Anran, who opened the letter, couldn't help being solemn, feeling like he had received a very formal invitation letter.

I opened the letter paper and found that the words on it were actually printed. Probably the content is to thank him for his continuous attention to Tianneng Group. Mr. Shang Hao will not forget his original aspiration and will always be committed to doing a good job in charity assistance in the new era, bearing in mind the gratitude and giving back to the society, and also ask Lin Anran to continue to supervise them Will travel all the way.

That is not the attitude of Shang Hao, the capitalist in his family. Looking at people's ideological level, this moral quality can't be caught up by the counterfeit merchants in the family.

But this is a completely official response.

Lin Anran quickly browsed here all the way, and his restless mood gradually calmed down.

His letter was written to Shang Hao, but he couldn't see the shadow of Shang Hao himself in reply. It seemed that he dragged a reply template to print, and then sent it out in batches.

Except for the bottom signature, Lin Anran felt that the quality of the printers of large companies was good. The strength and strength of the pen seemed almost like Shang Hao's personal signature on paper with a pen.

Even a little bit of ink accidentally wiped off next to it is vivid and vivid.

Moreover, the important point is that this signature is completely different from the separate signature at home, and it can be recognized at a glance that it is the signature of two people.

Lin Anran was a little strange. He squinted his eyes and carefully identified the handwriting of Mr. Shang Hao. Did he sign the English name, but it doesn’t look like it, or...

"How about it, okay?" The uncle security guard stood there waiting for him.

Lin Anran faltered, plucking up the courage to say that he could not recognize the signature, and handed the letter to the uncle security guard to see if he could see the signature underneath like himself.

Uncle Security's expression became a bit elusive after reading it. He looked at Lin Anran, and finally said euphemistically: "I see, this last part seems to be the word'attitude' for'attitude'."

Lin Anran was taken aback, still wondering if the uncle read it wrong, took it back and read it again, according to the uncle's thinking, he recognized it.

Then Lin Anran was red from ear to neck.

He just said! !

No wonder he hadn't noticed it just now! I have always recognized the word "Shang Hao", who knows that this person signed the three words!

Fortunately, he is still wondering if it is a custom signature... a custom ghost! The three big characters "Smelly Pervert" were obviously signed on the column of group directors!

It's too vengeful! ! !

The embarrassing Lin Anran said thank you in a low voice to the uncle embarrassedly, and hurried back upstairs holding the letter.

The uncle security guard stood behind and looked at him, while drinking tea, looking at the young man strangely.

Why is there no postmark on the letter just now? Isn't it sent?