Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Zhi drove to the Imperial Capital East Station. The train station was too crowded to find people. He searched for a circle nearby and found Zhou Xufang in a group of unloading big bosses.

She carried three boxes of things in her hand, and when she saw him, she freed her hand and waved at him: "Jianzhi! Jiangzhi!"

She didn't like to laugh before, nor could she laugh.

Now I laughed when I saw him, wearing a mask, laughing out of my eyes, stupid and ignorant.

Jiang Zhi put on the mask and walked over: "Give it to me."

She held the box without letting go, and shook her head resolutely: "How can you do heavy work, you can't!" The boxes are all wooden boxes with lights inside. She gently put a box on the ground, patted the box, and motioned Jiang Zhi to sit on it. , "You sit here and wait for me."

She looked up, there is the sun, do you want to buy sunscreen? Don't let the sun damage Jiang Zhi's delicate skin.

"Zhou Xufang."

He didn't sit, but he got a little angry: "You don't listen to me again, right?"

Zhou Xufang shook his head with an obedient and sensible expression: "I listen."

He took off the watch: "Give me the box."

Zhou Xufang lightly held two wooden boxes that were more than twice as wide as her in one hand, his face was not red or his heart beat: "But I'm not tired at all."

Really, she feels so light.

Jiang Zhi frowned a bit fiercely: "If you don't give it to me, I will kiss you here."

The public is not ashamed...

Zhou Xufang had no choice but to give him the box, and put it carefully, for fear of bumping into him.

Of course, Jiang Zhi was not as weak as Zhou Xufang thought. He lifted it easily, and she also saw him beat someone to the ribs, and insisted on treating him like a sweet flower.

Jiang Zhi freed a hand and sat down on her: "Sit and wait for me."

Zhou Xufang was very worried about her "Little Jiaohua", and wrinkled her little face and exhorted: "If you are tired, we won't move."

Jiang Zhi buttoned the cap on her head and carried the box to unload the goods.

The owner is an uncle in his fifties with natural curly hair and very lush hair. He hasn't eaten lunch yet, and he holds a bowl of sauerkraut beef instant noodles.

As for the uncle, he admired Zhou Xufang's excellent quality of hard work and hard work. He brought instant noodles and chatted with the little girl: "Xiao Zhou, is that your boyfriend?"

Xiao Zhou nodded shyly: "Yeah."

The uncle glanced at Xiao Zhou's boyfriend. Although he was wearing a mask, he could see that he was a thin-skinned and tender man with his fingers not touching the water. The impression was not very good.

He couldn't help holding upsets for Xiao Zhou, a good girl who was hard-to-see, hard-working, and hard-working: "I'll let you work as a girl, it won't work." Xiao Zhou's boyfriend must be a soft meal. Yes, look at what he wears, even if he eats soft rice, he wears famous brands and dyes his hair! Dye blue hair! At first glance, it is a young man who is not enterprising and eats by his face!

Xiao Zhou was still angry when he heard it: "I want to work, my boyfriend didn't let me work." Don't wrong him!

Hey, I was fascinated by the young man.

The uncle felt that he had to take a handful of the ‘missing girl’, and said painstakingly: “Uncle is here, so let’s just tell you something like this. This kind of man who wants you to raise is not good enough, and he won’t be good enough."

Xiao Zhou became even more angry, frowned, and tried to maintain his politeness so as not to stare at people: "Uncle, you are too much."

Uncle: "..."

Loyalty against ears!

"Little Zhou--"

Xiao Zhou won't listen or listen: "Don't talk to me."

Uncle: "..."

The young man has a few brushes, so I'm crazy about it.

Xiao Zhou, a young social youth who wears a brand-name dyed blue hair and doesn’t want to make progress and eats on her face, is bewildered by the misguided girl Xiao Zhou: “My boyfriend makes a lot of money, and I have to raise him.” Her face is serious, willing,'Come on again. My boyfriend will bite you' expression.

Uncle: "..."

I can't eat the instant noodles anymore, so I'm kind.

What a nice girl, she's so deep in the mud.

Xiao Zhou was still brooding about the uncle's remarks just now, but she didn't want to insult others, and she had to bear it when she was angry. She couldn't help but said, "You are too much."

After speaking, she put her head aside and ignored the uncle again.

The uncle who sat on the cold bench: "..."

Over there, Xiao Zhou's young boyfriend who wears brand-name dyed blue hair and doesn't want to be aggressive and eats on his face has already unloaded forty boxes of goods, and Xiao Zhou ran over and asked him warmly.

"Jianzhi."

"Ok?"

She followed Jiang Zhi: "Are you tired?"

Jiang Zhi carried two boxes of things in his hands, as if strolling in the courtyard: "Not tired."

Asked again: "Then are you thirsty?"

"Not thirsty." Jiang Zhi stopped, "Don't follow, there are so many people here, it's easy to bump into."

Zhou Xufang couldn't help but stare at Jiang Zhi's hand.

His hand bones are in good harmony, well-proportioned and slender, and his skin is fair and clean. It is not like a hand for work and fighting, like a hand holding a pen and drawing.

There is a little redness at the fingertips now.

Zhou Xufang looked at it reluctantly: "Shall we not move?"

Jiang Zhi freed up a hand and touched her head. There were fine pieces of sunlight and reflections in his eyes: "You have promised the boss, you can't go wrong." He turned sideways, "Take out the wallet in my pocket." ."

"Oh."

Zhou Xufang reached into the pocket of his overcoat and took out his wallet.

"Hold the outermost card."

"Oh."

There are more cards in Jiang Zhi's purse, but little money. The one that Zhou Xufang took is black. She also has a black card, but there is no one like Jiang Zhi with a gold edge.

He bent over and kissed her on the forehead.

"Go buy ice cream to eat." He said, "It's too cold, I can only eat one." After that, he went to unload the goods.

Zhou Xufang stood with a wallet in one hand and a card in the other.

Hey!

He is kissing outside again!

She clutched her hot forehead and went back to sit.

It just so happened that the consignor's uncle witnessed all this and made a ‘tsk tsk’ twice, and added another label to Xiao Zhou’s boyfriend who was eating soft rice—Language!

Xiao Zhou had the foresight, and she could see the misunderstanding of Jiang Zhi by the consignor's uncle, so she stuck the black card Jiang Zhi gave to her forehead, holding a finger to prevent it from falling down, and then The forehead leaned in front of the uncle's eyes: "Did you see it?"

Uncle three hundred and sixty degrees with no dead ends stunned face: "?"

Xiao Zhou said: "This is my boyfriend's black card." She leaned over and showed the black card on her head in all directions, "Do you know the black card?"

do not know!

Xiao Zhou's triumphant little expression, especially proud: "It's a very special kind of card."

So: "Why do you still work out?"

Xiao Zhou said solemnly: "Because I want to raise a boyfriend."

Uncle: "..."

Do young people now play so wild?

Opposite the railway station is a crossroads, because there is a lot of people in this area, traffic jams at traffic light intersections.

The gray nanny car stopped and walked, and it was moving at a turtle speed. There were three people in the car. The main driver was driving the car attentively, two in the back seat, one with his eyes closed and the other babbling.

Talking about that, it's a broker, in his thirties, male.

"The demo of the album has been sent over, you can listen to it first."

The one who closed his eyes and rested his mind, the hat was on his face and he couldn't see the face. He didn't want to be disturbed. He plugged the earphones and turned to look out the window.

The hat fell off, revealing his face.

He looked less than twenty and was very young. He tilted his head, his facial features were soft, and his skin was too white, making him look sick and fragile.

He doesn't like to talk, looking at the traffic outside the window, his eyelashes are quietly drooping.

Across the fence across the road, a girl sat on the wooden box opposite, holding a large bucket of ice cream in her hand, her eyes narrowed because of satisfaction.

She took off the mask and spooned a large spoonful of ice cream.

"Yunsheng."

"Yunsheng."

The agent Yang Xi yelled twice, but Xiao Yunsheng didn't respond. He just sat up blankly, looked out the car window blankly, stepped on his hat blankly, and those eyes that were always gloomy and absent were raised. Stormy seas.

Yang Xi picked up the hat: "What are you looking at?"

"parking."

The voice is not right, it is too tight.

Yang Xi felt strange, and leaned over to look out the window. The assistant driving in front said, "It's already green and can't stop."

Xiao Yunsheng turned his head and said, "Quickly stop."

How do netizens describe Xiao Yunsheng?

Exquisite and fragile, like a gemstone that has cracks, it is beautiful and expensive, but it cannot be touched easily and will break. The same is true of his songs. You will burst into tears when you don't listen to it alone.

He is a person with sad stories written in his eyes. He was only sixteen when he debuted. He was an energetic age and he didn’t know what he had gone through. He didn’t have the clarity and innocence that he should have at that age. Vicissitudes and loneliness.

It was just such a person. When the one turned his head just now, Yang Xi saw an ecstatic surge in his eyes.

Yang Xi said to the assistant: "After the traffic lights, stop by the roadside."

The assistant nodded, crossed the road, pulled over and parked the car.

Xiao Yunsheng pushed the car door and went down, Yang Xi handed him the hat: "You put the hat on before--"

He had already rushed down. He didn't wear any masks and hats. It was cars coming and going, and he didn't care, like a headless fly, panicking and hurried.

The assistant in the car looked scared: "What happened to him?"

Yang Xi shook his head: "I saw him like this for the first time." He got out of the car and caught up.

All the way to the square opposite the train station, Xiao Yunsheng ran, with sweat on his head. He just sat on the wooden box of the person, and the person was no longer there.

Panting heavily, he pulled the person next to him and asked, "Where is the person sitting here?"

Uncle consignor: "Huh?" This person is so familiar.

"Where is the girl sitting here?" Because of the emotional ups and downs, the veins on his neck were faint, and his eyes were red.

girl?

The consignor's uncle was stunned: "You said Xiao Zhou?"

He almost roared: "Where is she?"

The uncle consignor pointed to the road: "She just left." How could the face on the billboard at the bus stop opposite look like this one?

Xiao Yunsheng turned around and ran towards that road, just hitting the unloader who was carrying the box. The corners of the wood were sharp and a blood stain was drawn on the back of his hand.

The blood just came out of the wound as long as the finger, and it stopped immediately.

The unloader box fell on the ground, dumbfounded: "You--"

The wound is recovering at a speed that the naked eye can see.

Xiao Yunsheng immediately covered the back of his hand, glanced at the unloader, turned and ran into the crowd, but he was surrounded by passers-by after he could not walk a few steps.

"Yunsheng!"

"Xiao Yunsheng!!"

"Ahhh! Yunsheng Yunsheng! I really like you!"

"..."

When Xiao Yunsheng was eighteen years old, his Weibo fans had broken through 50 million. The crazy degree of his fans was well-known throughout the entertainment industry. After a few screams, he called in a large number of female fans.

He was surrounded and struggling.

Yang Xi squeezed away from the crowd and pulled him out, and only protected him in the car with his assistant. He still refused to go up, his eyes widened, and he rarely had an anxious expression on his face.

Seeing that the fans were about to catch up, Yang Xi dragged him in and immediately closed the door: "What are you doing in despair? Who did you see?" So abnormal!

It was the first time someone could make lifeless Xiao Yunsheng so unconscious.

He sat in a daze, before he got over, muttering to himself: "Is a very important person." His right hand was hanging down to his side, and the wound on the back of his hand was crusted.

He turned his head and looked out the window, his eyes calm again, like a dead sea.

Across the street, Jiang Zhi and Zhou Xufang were sitting on the chairs in front of the pharmacy. The ice cream was set aside. It was already melted. The goods were not unloaded and the account was not settled. Zhou Xufang took Jiang Zhi over. , Bought a bunch of medicines because Jiang Zhi had a blister on his hand.

Just one, small.

Zhou Xufang was distressed: "It's all blistering."