Small transparent live room

In order to avoid Jiang Fengyue, Qin Yun fidgeted for the first time and watched the time when she got off work. When the second hand pointed to the end time, she immediately picked up her bag and limped out of the office.

"Hey Qin Yun, Director Jiang said that she will have a dinner party tonight, and she will treat them." The colleague reminded.

"I'm not feeling well today...you guys go, have fun!" Qin Yun fled the office like his butt was on fire.

When Jiang Fengyue came out of the office after packing up her things, she habitually glanced at Qin Yun's desk.

"Where did Qin Yun go?" She asked the colleague at the desk next to Qin Yun.

"Oh, she said she was not feeling well and went back early."

"Is that so..." Jiang Fengyue said nothing more.

During rush hours, the subway was extremely crowded. Qin Yun endured the pain in his buttocks and squeezed to the station. He found a way through the narrow gap between the crowd and got off, sweating profusely all over.She bought some plasters for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis at a pharmacy by the roadside, went back to take a shower, lay down on the bed and applied the plasters herself, got out of bed, ate something, and turned on the computer.

Qin Yun put a soft pillow on the sofa before sitting on it, but it was useless, as long as his butt was hurt by something, he had no choice but to hug the computer to the bed and lie down on the bed to type.While typing, she observed the movement of the audience in and out of the live broadcast room, and watched the time approaching eight o'clock, eight o'clock, nine o'clock, and finally until Qin Yun had finished writing the chapter to be updated today. , Xinyue Junxi is still not online.

Qin Yun's heart was a little indescribably lost, empty, as if a friend who had been with him all this time had suddenly disappeared.

Xinyue Junxi did not show up today.Is there something urgent about her?Or did something happen to her?Or, or she got tired of her boring live broadcast and finally found a new fun.

Thinking about it, it's not impossible. My own live broadcast is neither novel nor interesting. Qin Yun opened the live broadcast room for five years. Except for one Xinyue Junxi, how can I find another regular audience? Five years, Even if you are happy with the king, you should get tired of it.

Qin Yun's original intention of opening the live broadcast room was not to be popular, nor to make money - after all, her type of live broadcast is boring and has no technical content, so it's no wonder that she can become popular.It’s just that sometimes a person is really lonely. There is such a small live broadcast room, and there will always be strangers who don’t know it. It's all written rubbish that no one wants to read.

When Qin Yun first opened the live broadcast room, he didn't expect that there would be someone who would stick with him. It took five years to watch her live broadcast, so Qin Yun felt that he probably paid too much attention to this only audience. After that, it's too abnormal to treat her almost as his own private property.

In fact, how can online relationships be reliable?Qin Yun patted his cheek, drove those feelings of loss and hesitation out of his brain, and counted the time to click on Jiang Feng Yuhuo's article.

It’s okay, okay, Jiang Feng Yuhuo’s update is very stable. Although Qin Yun didn’t grab the sofa again, the protagonist’s relationship has made great progress in the latest chapter, and it happened to be stuck at a turning point that makes people scratch their heads. howling.

This is where Jiang Feng Yuhuo is so good. She seems to be born with insight into people's hearts. She always knows what readers want.

Qin Yun propped his chin on the bed and thought that he probably would never reach Jiang Feng Yuhuo's realm in his lifetime.

She stared at the computer in a daze, the phone next to her vibrated, she picked it up and saw that the caller ID was Jiang Fengyue, Qin Yun was startled, subconsciously let go, the phone was still vibrating persistently when it fell on the bed, Qin Yun ostrich I stuffed the vibrating cell phone deep into the pillow until the cell phone stopped by itself, and then I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hello, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later..."

Jiang Fengyue stood at the door of the bar and frowned when she heard the operator's cold notification tone from the receiver. Why didn't she answer the phone?Is something wrong?

A colleague saw that Jiang Fengyue hadn't come back for a long time, so he came to the door to look for her, "Boss, come in, you're the only one missing!"

In just one meal, Jiang Fengyue had already become one with this group of young people. They also grew to be in awe of Jiang Fengyue and became close to Jiang Fengyue. Instead of being called the director, they changed their name to the boss.

Jiang Fengyue put the phone back in her pocket, "Something happened to my friend, you guys take your time and just give me the bill later." After speaking, Jiang Fengyue walked out of the bar without looking back.

Qin Yun didn't drive by himself today, and his foot seemed to be injured. She was a girl, and she looked small. Jiang Fengyue was afraid that something might happen to her, so she kept calling her on the way back, and kept calling her. No one heard.

When there was a car accident on the road ahead, Jiang Fengyue slowly followed the car ahead and got stuck in the middle of the road, honking the horn anxiously.

Answer the phone!Jiang Fengyue supported her forehead with a headache, and dropped the phone on the table.

Qin Yun stared at his mobile phone without moving, turning it on and off, turning it off and on again, and repeated it more than a dozen times, and finally it was completely silent.Jiang Fengyue was in such a hurry to find herself, there must be something urgent, Qin Yun held the phone, hesitating whether to call Jiang Fengyue back.

She lingered on the call button with her thumb for a long time, Jiang Fengyue called her first, Qin Yun took a deep breath, and finally answered the call.

"Hello..." she said with a lack of confidence.

"Ah Yun! Where are you? Why are you only answering the phone now? Is something wrong?" Jiang Fengyue's questions were fired at Qin Yun like a cannonball. Qin Yun's ears were buzzing, his mind was a little confused, weak He replied, "I'm at home. I fell asleep just now. I didn't hear..."

Jiang Fengyue seemed to be relieved, and her tone calmed down, "I finally answered the phone, didn't I agree to have dinner at night? Why are you leaving first?"

"I have a headache, so I'll be back first, I'm sorry, director."

Jiang Fengyue slowly dawdled along with the car in front of her, and finally got out of the scene of the car accident, and continued on the road steadily, the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground, "I'm worried about you, as long as you're fine."

Jiang Fengyue's concern was so obvious that Qin Yun didn't know how to answer it, so he had to say thank you again. Jiang Fengyue tapped the steering wheel helplessly, "Ah Yun, are you avoiding me?"

"No, no." Qin Yun's heart skipped a beat, "Why does the director ask such..."

"Just tell you to call me by my name." Jiang Fengyue said, "Don't forget, we became friends first, and then we became subordinates and subordinates. Could it be that with that level in the company, I can't even deal with you? Friends are going to be lost for nothing?"

"I didn't mean that..."

"I know you don't mean that." Jiang Fengyue interrupted Qin Yun and sighed, "Ah Yun, I cherish you as a friend very much. Don't shut me out, okay?"

The helpless and somewhat warm tone slowly flowed into Qin Yun's ears along the phone. Qin Yun's unhappiness from last night to tonight, together with the grievance of Xinyue Junxi's inexplicable failure to go online, came up together. His eye sockets twitched.

"Ayun?" Seeing that Qin Yun didn't answer, Jiang Fengyue asked tentatively again.

Qin Yun said in a nasal voice, "Ah Yue."

"what?"

"sorry."

Jiang Fengyue laughed silently. She could hear Qin Yun's crying voice, and could imagine the pitiful look of this little woman with red eye circles. She comforted her softly, "Don't talk about this among friends."

The word "friend" made Qin Yun feel a lot better. She sniffed, only to hear Jiang Fengyue say again: "Ah Yun, if you have something unhappy, you can tell me about it."

Jiang Fengyue's warm and soft voice carried some inexplicable magical power. Qin Yun seemed to be bewitched, and spit it out to his mouth. He suddenly woke up, braked in time, and swallowed it back, "I'm not unhappy." She said road.

After all, she and Jiang Fengyue were still subordinates, and they had only known each other for a short time. Even if they were friends, some things were not suitable for them to say.

"Okay." Jiang Fengyue shrugged, "But you must remember to tell me if you have something to do, lest I worry like today again."

Speaking of today, Qin Yun felt guilty. He almost said the word "sorry." Jiang Fengyue seemed to be able to read minds, and said one step ahead of her, "I told you not to say those three words between friends."

"Then...you drive slowly and be careful on the road." Qin Yun said.

Jiang Fengyue chuckled, "Understood, you should rest well, good night."

"Good night."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Fengyue felt that she was a little abnormal today, but she was a friend who had only known each other for a few days and a colleague who just became a colleague today, why was she so nervous?As long as Jiang Fengyue thinks about such people, it's easy to meet more than a dozen people a day.Probably entered the empty window period, and my heart began to look for a target again.

But Qin Yun is not a suitable target, Jiang Fengyue shook her head, such a serious and good girl should be honest as a friend, she thought regretfully, what a pity.

I've gone through a lot of things today, and when I was about to get home, Jiang Fengyue remembered that she didn't seem to have listened to the live broadcast of the little anchor today.But she didn't pay much attention to it. It used to be like this. There are 360 ​​five days a year, and not every day is free. If you miss it once or twice, it's nothing.

But Jiang Fengyue didn't know that in the heart of a certain little anchor, her status had quietly risen to a higher level. They didn't interact with each other before, but now it's different.

Jiang Fengyue stopped the car, slammed the key into the elevator, walked into the corridor on her own floor, and suddenly smelled something unusual. She became vigilant, approached the door of her house lightly, and walked out of the shadows A crooked old man came out.