Running away from the boss every day

"Cai Yu, do you owe usury?"

"No, no."

Cai Yu pinched the phone, her face turned red, which belonged to a young girl's heart.

"I have something to do on the weekend and may not be at home. Can you take care of yourself alone?"

Song Xutang pouted, she would naturally take care of herself with her hands and feet.

"What's the matter with you? Tsk tsk tsk, Xiao Caiyu, you don't know how to fall in love, do you?"

Cai Yu was taken aback, and shook her head in a panic, "It's nothing, but I agreed to sell flowers for others, not to mention that I look so ordinary, how could the other party like me."

Cai Yu's appearance is a little soft and cute, but the outline is somewhat similar to her real self. Apart from being a little unconfident, she is not ugly.

"How come, you are so cute."

"Thank you." Cai Yu rubbed her eyes shyly, sat beside her, blinked, and whispered, "Xiao Fu, you are so powerful, do you know Song Xutang from Xiangcheng?"

Song Xutang blinked her eyes, "It's... I've heard about it."

"Actually, I don't know much about it, but I heard my employer's secretary talk about people like Song Xutang."

Since when did she, Song Xutang, become a famous figure in Xiangcheng?

Not even an Internet celebrity level is enough.

She died, and these people would not let her go.

Cai Yu said to himself, "There are rumors about the relationship between Song Xutang and Yue Baiyun, the president of the Yue family."

Song Xutang's eyelids twitched unconsciously.

Cai Yu said: "Three years have passed since Song Xutang's incident. Everyone knows that Yue Baiyun fell in love with a down-and-out lady, and then she died in a car accident unknowingly."

Talking about the shit about Song Xutang and Yue Baiyun, gossip people can't finish it for three days and three nights.

Summarize in four words.

Beautiful, piercing.

"It is said that Miss Yue likes Song Xutang, who has passed away for a long time, and every feature of the women around her will be like that Miss Song. She has always kept these people in the palm of her hand."

"You like her?" Song Xutang suddenly said.

"...Well." Cai Yu blushed, smiled silly, and rubbed her hair embarrassingly, "She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Many men and women in Xiangcheng admire her, but she treats everyone Neither gentle nor cold."

She frowned, her tone was not very good, and she said: "You must not like a bitch like Yue Baiyun. This kind of woman loves to lie to a simple and stupid kid like you."

Cai Yu was stunned, "She, maybe she's not as bad as you think."

"You haven't been with her before, how do you know she is a good person, this kind of woman will run as far as I see, she will eat people."

"..." There was something wrong with this classmate Xiao.

Song Xutang's heart tightened, it was difficult to continue this topic, so she pretended to go out to buy supplies, and left as if fleeing.

There was a lot of dirty words in his stomach, and there was nowhere to vent them, Yue Baiyu, this goddamn thing, could even harm such a child.

I suddenly felt that I had been taken advantage of, and cooperated with Jiang Jingxian's arrangement. After waking up after the car accident, I gave her face a whole face. However, she ignored her eyes. The eyes are her own. Why don't you give her the eyes and replace them by the way? .

What Yue Baiyun likes the most is her eyes.

This is all right, all the plans were ruined by the eyes.

Song Xutang decided to go to Jiang Jingxian to discuss it. The phone rang for a long time, but the other party didn't answer. She thought of Chu Nian's number, the string of numbers she knew so well, and hesitated for a while before calling.

The tip of the nose is sour and astringent, the corners of the eyes are red, I don't know if Nian Nian has been doing well in the past few years.

Weekends fly by.

Song Xutang's head was full of books every day, and he finally had time to go out and relax.

Taking advantage of the weekend with nothing to do, she helped Cai Yu out to sell flowers part-time.

Her white arms are full of flowers, and she shuttles leisurely among the bustling crowd.

A pair of arm in arm couples stopped in front of her, chose a bright rose from among them, and asked, "Little girl, how did you sell this rose?"

"20 yuan." Under the scorching sun on her head, her temples were soon drenched with sweat. Song Xutang tied her ponytail and wore a black sun hat. She was so hot that she couldn't breathe.

The other party paid and took the flowers.

She put the change into her pocket, and squinted her eyes with soft dimples.

Song Xutang worked harder, and sold more than half of them in half an hour. She was going to find Cai Yu, but her little deskmate had gone somewhere.

While wondering.

Suddenly, a woman screamed from behind, "Thief, catch the thief!!!"

The line of sight caught a man wearing a black hat, who was a little shorter, grabbing a woman's bag and putting it on a motor and running wildly.

The lady was dressed in a little gold and rich in jewels.

Song Xutang didn't say a word and ran up to chase the thief. She didn't know if she didn't look at the calendar when she went out, or someone careless dropped a banana peel on the ground. I stumbled.

There are a few clicks.

Song Xutang opened his mouth in pain, his brows were furrowed, he gasped in pain, and rubbed his sore knee.

Seeing this, passers-by did not dare to touch the porcelain, and dispersed one after another.

She had no choice but to limp and squat on the steps next to her, helping the mask on her face.

Can not help but sigh.

Good things take time.

Song Xutang tightened the flowers in her arms, lowered her eyelashes, and kneaded her knees to relieve the pain in her legs.

The black peaked cap blocked her view, and the halo that came in obliquely outlined her slender figure, casting mottled spots of light, and the foggy gray T-shirt on her body was tucked into the trousers.

She leaned her head against the wall, raised her face slowly, took a deep breath into the oncoming cold air, and suddenly felt much refreshed.

Then he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and prepared to call Cai Yu.

Her voice was low and gentle, and her voice was delicate: "Cai Yu, I hurt my leg, go to the hospital first, it's getting late, you can go home when the remaining flowers are sold."

"Let me accompany you to the hospital."

"No, just be obedient." Song Xutang sighed.

The little girl's life is not easy, and she doesn't like to cause trouble for the other party.

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Night falls.

Yue Zhai was pitch black, and the room without light was silent.

"Xiaobai, do you want me to accompany you tonight?" Jiang Xiu took a bath, wearing a nightgown, sitting by the bed, her body exuded a soft and sweet fragrance.

Yue Baiyun rested his hand on his forehead, raised his hand to stop her from approaching, and said lightly, "Go out."

Tears welled up in Jiang Xiu's eyes, and the tip of her nose turned red, "It's been so long, you still can't forget her, can you? I'm not as good as Song Xutang, you'd rather find similar faces than accept me .”

Yue Baiyu was already a pool of stagnant water, and his emotions and desires were buried in the year Song Xutang died.

Since then, she has gotten used to this lonely life, and many things are still under her control, except for Song Xutang, who escaped from her world unknowingly.

"Jiang Xiu, you are no longer a child. If there is someone you like, I will make the decision for you."

She closed her eyelashes slightly, her voice was clear and cold, and she spoke insignificant words.

Jiang Xiu felt uncomfortable when she heard that, she had liked this woman for so many years, but she couldn't compare to Song Xutang who was only a few months old.

Yue Baiyun would rather drive himself crazy than accept the fact that Song Xutang passed away.

In order to get a subsidy from her, many new directors searched for women who looked like Song Xutang in order to please her.

The crooked melons and split dates found at the beginning were too different, but Yue Baiyu did not drive them away directly, but found similar characteristics from those women.

For example, women with lips like hers, and those with a similar outline were all accepted. These people were exiled by her in the entertainment circle, and they were admired as pets. None of them had the ability to climb into her bed.

Putting together the outline in this way, every feature has a half shadow of the deceased Miss Song.

She's not even as good as a stand-in.

It made Jiangxiu more and more collapsed.

No matter what she did, she couldn't touch her heart.

Maybe Yue Baiyu misses her too much, and obviously knows each other well, Yue Baiyu will not admit the truth.

This kind of torture caused Yue Baiyu to take sleeping pills every day to fall asleep. In his dream, he desperately wanted to meet Song Xutang. Xu was treated cruelly by her during his lifetime. The resentment was too deep, and that ray of lonely soul did not enter her for a long time. dream.

"Xiaobai, living too rationally is often not good."

"Go out, I want to be alone." Yue Baihan turned over and didn't say another word.

"Please wake up, okay, the woman you sent last time, you let her enter the entertainment circle, just because her nose looks like Song Xutang, you bought her new drama at a high price, are you crazy, don't you know Knowing that these women use your influence to be arrogant and domineering in the entertainment circle, don't let them run amok, they don't look in the mirror, they don't even know what they are!"

Yue Baiyun closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time.

Even breathing became weak.

Jiang Xiu said with a sore heart, sniffed, and ran out crying angrily.

I do not know how long it has been.

Yue Baiyou slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were as deep as a pool of water.

Thinking of something, he casually hugged the lamp on the table, lowered his head and looked gently at the small bottle of lacquer with a blue and white background inside.

"How could I think of them as you. Tang'er, you are afraid of the dark. I will light a lamp for you to illuminate your path. You won't be afraid no matter where you are."

She couldn't figure out why her Tang'er didn't enter her dream. She was sorry when she was alive, but she was willing to spend her whole life to make up for it after death, and only hoped that she would let her meet again.

The phone rang for a few seconds on the table.

Yue Baiyun's expression was colder, he turned his gaze away, suddenly pursed his lips, and connected the phone.

"what's up?"

"Mr. Yue, Mr. Jiang is seriously ill and lives in the first hospital."

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and sneered: "Sick? No wonder I haven't seen her in this period of time. The car is ready to go to the hospital. I want to see if she is really sick or fake."

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