she ran away

At the end of October, the decoration of the new office address has been completed.

J&J's first batch of products were successfully designed. With the theme of 24 solar terms, Jiang Chi drew an anthropomorphic painting for publicity. Just in time for Li Zhen's show to end, a small number of models were sold.

Maybe it's because the show's traffic is still there, and the sales have indeed met Jiang Chi's expectations.

This cheered her up.

Jiang Chi was checking the bill in the background, pressing her finger between her eyebrows. The hard work ahead was worth it. When she was launching the page, the phone on the mouse pad vibrated.

Looking sideways, Jing Ruo in the group chat "Four Musketeers" was looking at him.

Jing Ruo: Chi, we have a friend gathering this weekend, will you come?

Jing Ruo: Lu Jingshu has been ridiculed by others for so many years, you can't just ignore her [doge]

This group was created by Jing Ruo on Xiao Lin's birthday last time, and brought them and Xu Zhao into it. According to Lu Jingshu, it was Jing Ruo who got drunk and messed around.

Afterwards, Jiang Chi also knew from Xu Zhao that Jing Ruo was drunk, and he believed in it.

A few people behind will also chat inside from time to time.

Jiang Chi thought for a while: Okay, but I have to ask the leader for approval.

The leader soon appeared in the group: quasi.

At the same time, Jing Ruo was sitting leisurely on the sofa in Xichuang, glanced at WeChat, then glanced at Lu Jingshu, "I said, is it necessary for you two? This kind of behavior hurts single people, do you understand?"

Lu Jingshu took out his handbag from his bag, unlocked it with his fingerprint, and suggested intimately, "You can quit the group."

Ha ha.

Jing Ruo gritted her teeth bitterly, "That won't work, I still want to witness the great love between you two."

Lu Jingshu's wrists were pressed against the edge of the table, and the cuffs were shifted down a little, revealing his slender wrists. His brows were cold like autumn sycamore trees, and his tone was very casual: "Really. I thought you wanted to witness more than that. this."

"What are you talking nonsense about?" Jing Ruo fiddled with the ring on her index finger, raising her eyelids leisurely, "I know what your intentions are lately, don't you just want to bring Ah Chi into your life circle?"

"But don't scare people."

Lu Jingshu rarely raised his eyes to look at her.

Jing Ruo stopped turning the ring, her thin face covered by curly hair had a very serious expression, she said: "We are a huge group of people, and she doesn't know anyone except us, how embarrassing is it?"

"It's different if you bring someone of your own. It's more comfortable. After entertaining others, they think you will come. Don't worry, I will hand over my sister to you, and I will say good things for you. Don't you think so?"

Lu Jingshu's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, not piercing her, "Oh, then who do you think should be more suitable?"

Jing Ruo seemed to be thinking, and after a while, she said, "Xu Zhao, don't they have the best relationship?"

Seeing that Lu Jingshu didn't answer, Jing Ruo lowered her eyelashes, put her hands on the handle of the sofa, and said indifferently, "Others are fine, I know this one."

The corners of Lu Jingshu's lips curled slightly, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his smile: "Okay, then I'll ask."

"...Actually, I still think Xu Zhao is pretty good."

……

Recently, Typhoon Hella landed, and its path happened to pass through Jiangning.On Friday night, the sky was overcast and thunder was sparse.

The evening party was held in Jianghai New City.

Jiang Chi planned to go there after get off work, but there was a problem with J&J, and she had to deal with it herself. She checked the time and sent a message to Lu Jingshu.

Jiang Chi: I still have something to do here, you go there first, I'll come back later.

Lu Jingshu quickly replied: It's okay, I'm busy too, send me a message when you're all right.

The few red clouds in the evening were quickly swallowed by the wind and rain. A nanny car was parked outside Jianghai New City, and the raindrops were pattering on the window.

"Qingqing, are you ready? It's already started inside."

The manager looked at Xiao Wanqing who was still touching up her makeup, and immediately became a little anxious, and said, "There is a magazine interview tonight, so don't be late."

Xiao Wanqing pursed her red lips, glanced out of the car window, and lazily said, "Wait for me for a while and they won't die. Isn't Jing Shu already off work at this time? Why hasn't she come?"

"I didn't know, President Jing is inside, wouldn't it be a good idea for you to go in and ask her?"

Xiao Wanqing just raised her eyebrows and didn't speak.

Her purpose tonight was naturally to run into Lu Jingshu, they hadn't seen each other for too long.

The manager's heart was in a mess, and he said, "The outside media are waiting too. We have made an appointment in advance. It's raining so much today, and you keep others waiting for so long, how can we cooperate so well in the future?"

Xiao Wanqing has always been an image of the rich and noble flower in the world to the outside world. Because of her relationship with Jing Ruo, fans have already blown her into "Little Princess Qingyue". To Jing Ruo and the others, this time is just a gathering of friends, but It has a different meaning to outsiders.

As long as Xiao Wanqing gets a little bit of a relationship, her image can be raised a lot.

Xiao Wanqing put away the lipstick in disgust, "Forget it, remember to send me a message when Jing Shu arrives."

The manager breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay."

The villa has been set up, and all the people who came were mutual friends of Lu Jingshu and Jing Ruo.

Someone asked in amazement: "Isn't Jing Shu the least fond of partying at home? What's wrong today, has a sex change?"

"How old is your old almanac, hurry up and look through it. I heard that she has a girlfriend recently, and she plans to introduce us to each other."

It is not very surprising for them to have a girlfriend, and few people are shocked.

"Then why haven't Jing Shu and the others come? I really want to see what kind of character can subdue the Wannian Widow King."

"Isn't Jing Shu quite punctual?"

"Maybe she won't come? Xiao Jiang seems to be quite shy and doesn't like places with many people."

Everyone looked sideways, only to see Xiao Wanqing walking over with a smile on her face, stepping on stiletto heels.

Most of the people present knew her, knew that she was Jing Ruo's distant relative, and would occasionally take her to play with her.

"Have you seen it?"

"Well, I've met, Xiao Jiang is very nice. I heard that being in love can make a person better. I guess with Xiao Jiang around, Jing Shu probably won't come out to meet with us in the future, after all, he has to take care of his family."

Everyone frowned upon hearing this, "What? Jing Shu's girlfriend won't let her associate with us?"

"I don't know, but Xiao Jiang is a pretty good person, and he doesn't like to hang out with those messy people. I guess he's not used to such occasions."

"When we first got together, we just cared about this and that. Does Jing Shu like this type?"

"If we don't do anything to look down on us, ho, that's okay."

Xiao Wanqing lowered her eyes, her eyelashes cast a shadow, she shook her head slightly and said, "Don't get me wrong, maybe..."

Before she finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared beside her, and that person called her Teacher Xiao sweetly. Xiao Wanqing looked up and found that Xu Zhaozheng was a few steps away from her.

Although the two are in the same company, Xiao Wanqing has always disdain to deal with Internet celebrities, and they usually just nod each other when they meet in private.

But in front of everyone, she still smiled at Xu Zhao very reservedly.

Xu Zhao, who had always been indifferent, suddenly changed his usual style, stepped forward very enthusiastically, looked at Xiao Wanqing and said with a smile: "I just watched Teacher Xiao's new TV series recently, and your acting is really good. There are still filming actors behind you." Arrangements? I can't wait to see you act."

Xiao Wanqing endured the disgust in her heart, with a gentle expression on her face, "Yes, but I have to rest for a while recently."

"That's it. I really envy Mr. Xiao, who can film at any time. Unlike me, all the movies I want to receive are bad ones."

"Take the latest one as an example. I must be asked to play the mistress. With my face, can I play the mistress?"

Everyone didn't listen to it at first, but when they heard this, someone said with great interest: "Aren't all mistresses pretty?"

"That's not necessarily the case. Some mistresses are not as good-looking as the main palace, but they can be disgusting. The mistress in the script is disgusting and disgusting. People can't pretend to be slanderous and cheap. With this kind of image, whoever plays whoever is disgusted Throw the vegetable leaves."

"Mr. Xiao, do you think so?"

Xu Zhao's eyes were very clear, like a clear spring refracted by the sun, but Xiao Wanqing inexplicably saw a little sharpness in it, and reluctantly replied "Yes".

"If you want me to say that the screenwriter is too brainless, the characters created can understand a person from other people's mouths. Are their brains used to increase their height?"

Except for Xiao Wanqing, everyone was amused by her words, "Hahaha, sister, your words are too interesting."

"What are you talking about smiling so happily?" Jing Ruo walked in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, her body was a little damp, she saw her friend was about to clink glasses with Xu Zhao, and stepped forward to slap her hand away, "Go ahead, this is my company. Artists, you have the nerve to bully other people's little sisters."

Friend A sneered: "You think everyone is like you, so you just drink too much."

When the few people were talking, Xiao Wanqing was ignored. Xu Zhao quietly looked at her and sneered in his heart.

When she met Xiao Wanqing by chance on the TV station earlier, she noticed that Xiao Wanqing was a little strange, but in the end it was just her intuition.

Just now she happened to hear these tea-in-the-tea remarks by chance, but she couldn't see what Xiao Wanqing's purpose was.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the wind and rain came fiercely.

Someone suddenly shouted: "Jing Shu is back."

At the gate, Lu Jingshu was wearing a lemon yellow windbreaker. Outside was the pitch black sky. The cool color on her body made her face even colder.

She turned her head and saw another person walking behind her.

The man was wearing a light gray coat with a suede white turtleneck sweater underneath, with delicate and tranquil eyebrows.

The two stood together, like a gust of cold wind blowing through the branches in early spring, alternately warm and cold, unexpectedly suitable.

Everyone was quiet, and it wasn't until Lu Jingshu brought someone up to them that they realized it.

Jiang Chi said apologetically, "Sorry, I'm late."

Lu Jingshu poured Jiang Chi a glass of water, looked around with his deep and thin eyelids, and said, "There is something wrong with my company."

Jing Ruo crossed her long legs and said, "Even falling in love can't change your workaholic nature?"

"To earn a dowry."

Friend A covered his heart and said: "The AOE damage you said is too high."

While joking, Xiao Wanqing suddenly came up from the corner, holding a cup of steaming food in his hand, approached Lu Jingshu, and said, "You are a little wet, did you get caught in the rain? My manager specially prepared it for me in case I caught a cold." Cold medicine, Jingshu, would you like to drink some?"

Lu Jingshu also had a few traces of raindrops on his body.

She looked up at Xiao Wanqing with her dark eyes, nodded, said thank you, and took the cup politely.

Joy welled up in Xiao Wanqing's eyes, she raised the corners of her lips, and said, "You're welcome, do you still remember that there was a rainstorm before, and you gave it to Sister Ruo and me..."

She was clearly about to say something touching about old feelings.

But Lu Jingshu turned his head and looked at Jiang Chi who was sitting beside him, his tone seemed to be coaxing: "Ah Chi, drink this, don't catch a cold."

Jiang Chi lowered his eyes, took the cup from Lu Jingshu's hand, and when he touched her soft fingertips, he pinched it hard deliberately, and nodded obediently: "Okay."

Then he said thank you to Xiao Wanqing.

Xiao Wanqing's mouth seemed to be tied with a heavy burden, she couldn't speak, no one around looked at her, everyone was talking to herself, but she felt that there were many pairs of ubiquitous eyes staring at her, mocking her How stupid she had acted just now.

She looked at Jiang Chi, with a smile on that porcelain-white clean face, as if she was showing off something...

If it wasn't for her, Lu Jingshu wouldn't have ignored her.

Xiao Wanqing couldn't stay there any longer, seeing Lu Jingshu being cold and distant towards herself, but gentle and meticulous towards Jiang Chi, it was as if someone had stabbed thousands of holes in her heart with a needle, her mouth was full of bitterness but she had nowhere to vent it.

Coming out of the villa, Xiao Wanqing accidentally fell, and the white skirt on her body was stained with sewage. After getting into the car in embarrassment, she wished she could tear the skirt open.

She glared at the assistant in the front row, "Are you blind, won't I follow to open an umbrella when I come out?"

The assistant was a little aggrieved: "You didn't tell me, I'm sorry."

At a glance, the manager knew that Xiao Wanqing was venting, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't blame her. Hurry up and change your clothes, there is still work to do later."

Xiao Wanqing snorted heavily, and squeezed her hands tightly, the leather car seat suddenly had creases like cracks.

After a while, she seemed to remember something, and fixed her eyes on the manager, "Are you sure you have someone nearby?"

The agent nodded: "Yes."

Xiao Wanqing's expression finally recovered, but she didn't say anything more, and said softly, "Okay, let's drive there."

After Xiao Wanqing left, everyone started playing games and didn't disperse until after twelve o'clock at night.

Jiang Chi didn't quite know what happened afterwards, she was a little drunk and was taken back to the room by Lu Jingshu.

Jiang Chi was lying on the bed in a daze, and vaguely heard the crisp sound of bells, jingling, like wind chimes being blown by the wind in summer.

She rubbed her eye sockets, managed to gather some energy, and muttered, "Lu Jingshu, when did you hang the wind chimes in your room? It's so frightening in the middle of the night..."

When Jiang Chi stood up, his voice suddenly stopped.

Then, there was the sound of her swallowing suddenly.

Lu Jingshu was like a slowly unrolling scroll, lying on his side beside the bed.The warm orange light poured on her body, illuminating the layer of transparent tulle with a faint fluorescence, and making the white skin more delicate.

She propped her chin with one hand, and her long, smooth hair was scattered behind her back, extending from her shoulders and neck to her waist.

The black eyes are like the eyes of a typhoon that hides huge energy, deep and strong emotions are swept away

Go in and keep churning inside.

The first glance is amazing.

The second glance is familiar.

That's right, isn't this the picture of the naked ghost she drew?

But unlike the characters in the painting who are manipulated by silk threads, Lu Jingshu wears bells from his ankles to the sockets of his shoulders and neck, but he has a pair of handcuffs in his mouth.

She just stared straight at herself.

Jiang Chi felt dizzy, the tip of his nose was hot, and when he licked his lips, he felt very dry, "Are you...drunk?"

Lu Jingshu didn't feel drunk at all, the corners of his lips curled up, "I should drink better than you."

Not drunk.

Every time Jiang Chi glanced at Lu Jingshu, he felt a deep sense of guilt, which was too exciting, "Then...then why are you dressed like this?"

"Achi drew me like this, didn't he want me to dress like this? Hmm?"

With the soft ringing of a bell, Lu Jingshu's long legs were like a beautiful snake looking for a target, and her slender white toes firmly hooked Jiang Chi's legs.

Jiang Chi had long forgotten this painting, and couldn't remember when Lu Jingshu saw it, but he was still a little embarrassed to be brought up so bluntly.

"This is art, not love."

"I know, I like art too, so..."

Lu Jing pressed down in front of Jiang Chi, the bell rang against her neck, and he blew into her ear: "I am preparing to dedicate myself to art."

Jiang Chi swallowed air in his throat, looked at her white shoulder, lowered his head and took a bite, "You are so unmanageable."

"You can play whatever you want, and you can dye me any color you like."

When whispering in the ear, even the air sent out has a kind of intoxicating heat, touching desire.

Can devour a person's reason and thoughts.

The wind and rain outside the floor-to-ceiling windows seemed to overturn the world, and the roaring noise brought by the typhoon was still scary, but inside the room, it was like a tunnel opened in the sea, and there was a sense of comfort outside.

The phone call came too suddenly, but it didn't interrupt what was going on in the room.

Lu Jingshu sat on the chair calmly, reached for the phone, and friend A called her to report that she was safe: "Are we all home? Is sister-in-law okay? This group of blind people know how to drink when they are happy, don't be angry ha."

Not long ago, everyone dispersed, only Jing Ruo and Xu Zhao stayed. Lu Jingshu arranged rooms for them respectively, and Xu Zhao was still sober enough to help Jing Ruo go back.

Lu Jingshu looked out the window lazily, and frowned slightly, "Well, she fell asleep."

Because of the opening of the small window, the curtains would roll up a corner from time to time, and the scene in the courtyard could be seen, and the dark night was being hit by heavy rain.

A pure black butterfly flew from the corner of the courtyard in the rain, landed on the orchid, and absorbed the last bit of honey poured by the rainstorm. The rain was mixed, but the sweetness was still too sweet.

The phone hangs up.

Lu Jingshu put down his phone, looked down at Jiang Chi, his deep eyes were filled with tenderness, he couldn't help reaching out and touching her forehead.

……

The next morning.

The sunlight illuminated the entire villa brightly, and Lu Jingshu put everything back in place on the first floor.

There were footsteps on the stairs.

Lu Jingshu glanced lightly, and saw Jing Ruo coming down from the second floor with her hair side-tied. When she saw Lu Jingshu, she subconsciously covered her face with her hands.

"Why do you get up so early?"

Lu Jingshu glanced at her face, and finally stopped on her red and swollen lips, raised his eyebrows: "Call."

"..."

Jing Ruo could only pretend to put her hands in her pockets naturally, looked at Lu Jingshu for a few seconds, and finally said aggrievedly, "Father."