Are you dating online, miss?

He Lu was entangled in sweet troubles, looking at the deep water, felt deeply helpless while being flattered.

Silently doing elementary school mathematics in my heart, writing up to a thousand an hour, or on the premise that the plot is not stuck and the hand feels smooth...

[-] words, it takes ten hours to write...

Glancing at the time, it's eight o'clock in the evening, so I have to write until six o'clock tomorrow morning.

Oh my god!

She held her head like an ostrich, and it would be faster to die in place.

At this time, Xiao Qunqun flashed again.

【[Air]. : Do you really want more money? 】

He Lu caught the person to confide in and immediately hit the keyboard.

【[Great orator] Lulu: My hand speed...it’s the day and I don’t have to go to work tomorrow_(:з」∠)_What should I do】

【[Air]. : Maybe you think too much. 】

[[Great orator] Lulu: Thinking too much? ? 】

【[Air]. : She just wants to hook you up. 】

Others started to say:

[[dog head]]

【[狗头][狗头]】

【[狗头][狗头][狗头]】

"..."

I'm still Riwan.

This ten thousand did not arrive in the end.

That night, He Lu counted to six thousand, and the hour hand had already pointed to one o'clock in the morning. She felt that her brain had stopped functioning. If she was given an elementary school math problem at this time, she might make a mistake.

How can you deal with the deep water of the goddess like this? !

Are you sorry for her? !

Of course I'm sorry.

He Lu persuaded himself, relieved his psychological burden, raised another six thousand, and fell asleep on the bed.

Look at the comment area after get off work the next day.

Dumu gave a reward again, instead of deep water, he returned to the rocket launcher.

He Lu looked at the rocket launcher, and he felt distressed when he saw that my update time was too late, and was moved in his heart.

Big really...

So sweet!

so sweet!

In the blink of an eye, Christmas Eve arrived.

According to past habits, He Lu, Fang Yun and Zhao Ziyi will get together to chat about the current situation, look forward to the future, and gossip about interesting things around them.This year is different, Zhao Ziyi said in the WeChat group two days in advance that she has an appointment with her boyfriend on Christmas Eve this year.

And Fang Yun was once again detained by the instructor to work overtime.

So on Christmas Eve, when He Lu woke up in the morning, he had no special expectations for today.

It's just an ordinary day of work, and the worst thing is working overtime.

Murphy's Law is very toxic. It says that if there is a chance that something will go wrong, no matter how small the possibility, it will always happen.

"Don't leave after get off work today, go to dinner with me. And Shao Wei, don't leave when you go to inform her after get off work. Why hasn't the research report that I gave you last week been sent?"

As soon as he entered the company, He Lu was called into the office by the supervisor Dong Zhenzhu, and he was greeted with the above words.

She was dazed by the bad news that day, and had to recall the progress of the research report from her messed up mind.

"...It's almost the end of the summary, and I can finish it in the afternoon."

Dong Zhenzhu raised her head from behind the laptop screen and looked at her: "Next time, improve your efficiency a bit. If you have any difficulties, please communicate with me directly."

"There are a few data that are difficult to find, and they have been solved. I will do it faster next time." He Lu couldn't help sitting upright when she saw it.

Dong Zhenzhu didn't speak any more, and waved her hand.

You can kneel down.

"Then I'll go out first." He Lu understood.

"Shao Wei," returning to his seat, He Lu tapped on the board and shared the bad news first, "I have a social event after get off work today, so please don't leave. Miss Dong flipped your sign."

Shao Wei immediately turned her head: "WHAT?!"

He Lu showed her a brotherly smile: "And me."

Several other people sitting next to him heard it, glanced at the corridor outside, and rushed over to chatter.

"Where is the bureau?"

"Is it important where the game is? If it weren't for this high salary, who would want to go to the game?"

"Fan Jiangli just loves to go."

Several people smiled vaguely and ambiguously, and someone asked:

"Why are you here, He Lu?"

He Lu was studying the research report, and raised his head upon hearing this.

"...I want to know too."

On the delicate little face, the corners of the mouth were slightly raised, but the slender eyebrows drooped dejectedly. This really couldn't be called a pleasing smile.

"My condolences."

"Just pretend that Miss Dong values ​​you."

He Lu felt that he was not comforted.

She still had a bitter smile on her face, thinking of the period, she said yesterday that the project had come to an end, and she started preparing the outline for a new article.

The eyebrows on his face drooped sadly.

What could have been a beautiful evening spelling with periods, just gone.

Just as he was sad, the WeChat notification sounded.

【. : Dinner with friends tonight. 】

That means I can't spell tonight.

Since that time, the full stop has kept its promise, telling her in advance every time it can't code.

He Lu pursed his lips and tapped on the keypad of his phone.

【I have horns on my head: Gouju, I can't code tonight...】

【. :? 】

[I have horns on my head: I want to socialize_(:з」∠)_]

【. :come on. 】

"..."

Come on, what the hell!

He Lu fell even lower, and the air pressure suddenly dropped.

After the period, a moving picture was sent.

The large Peach Cat hugged the smaller Peach Cat, and gently stroked her head.

It seemed that there was a hand gently stroking the top of his head, and the hair that frizzed up when he learned of the entertainment seemed to feel it, and it went softly.

He Lu's mood brightened almost instantly.

The words are so gentle.

He Lurou numbly sent a little girl pouting and kissing, and a special effect popped up a heart emoticon.

half an hour.

【. : Nausea does not return. 】

He Lu narrowed his eyes while laughing at these four words.

The sentences are really good.

Inside the hotel box.

In the magnificent private room, there were nearly twenty people sitting around a large round table with a considerable area. The dishes on the table were exquisite, and there was not much movement. There were many wine bottles on the turntable, but they were empty.

The wine was in full swing, the box was full of smoke, and the atmosphere was lively. Some people were chatting about business, some were chatting about gossip, and some were talking about cooperation.

He Lu sat in one of the seats, still feeling a little uncomfortable.

The smell of alcohol and smoke was so heavy, she ate very little, didn't show anything, but silently prayed in her heart that the party would end as soon as possible.

Through the white and misty smoke, Dong Zhenzhu, who was a few seats away, glanced at her vigorous and resolute posture in the company, with a professional smile on her face, and she was having a lively chat with the middle-aged man with a big belly sitting next to her, as if She didn't notice at all that the man's gaze stayed on her chest several times bluntly and eagerly.

"Pearl, I can tell you the whole story." The middle-aged man, who was called Mr. Li, picked up a bottle of freshly opened white wine, "You can't drink this glass!"

Dong Zhenzhu stood up with a smile, holding the wine glass: "Mr. Li, you have always valued our company so much, can I not drink it, this glass is a respect for your preference for our company."

"What's your name, Mr. Li? If you want to be sincere, you can call him Brother Li. Mr. Li is a stranger." He also picked up a wine glass, stood up, and lingered wantonly on the woman's face. Bar?"

"Brother Li, I respect you for this cup!" Dong Zhenzhu raised her neck and drank it all in one gulp.

The man took her glass and patted the back of her hand: "Oh, that's right!"

He Lu, who was watching the whole process by the side, felt sick to his stomach.

It was one of the social situations she hated the most.

In college, although finance was not a major she was interested in, she did not reject it, but she couldn't love it from the bottom of her heart.

The real disgust comes after work.

Witnessed with my own eyes how at the so-called high-end dinner table, men hypocritically flattered each other in a self-righteous tone, and talked about women in vulgar tones with unruly men. When they talked about these things, they never cared whether there were women on the table or what they thought .

Sitting here, He Lu, in the private room filled with the smell of alcohol and smoky, suddenly remembered the bar that the period took her to.

It is so clean, the air is clean, the mood is clean, and the people are clean.

Then I started to miss the period.

It's been almost a month since my last interview, and I miss her a little bit.

Thinking about it, the body took out the phone faster than the conscious reaction.

【I have horns on my head: Gouju, I miss you...】

[I have horns on my head: 360 days when I want to resign [tears]]

back in seconds.

【. : What does thinking about me have to do with resigning? 】

He Lu looked at the screen in trouble.

It seems that there is no logical relationship.

She thought about it.

[I have horns on my head: entertainment makes me tired, you make me relax and happy, so I want to resign when I miss you]

Click Send.

Is this logical?

He Lu laughed at his own logic, and received a reply in the next second.

【:Where are you?Post a location. 】

?

He Lu was suspicious, and sent a WeChat location.

【. : I went back to Beijing, I forgot to mention during the day. 】

!!!

Therefore, her positioning is to prepare for...

He Lu's heart jumped into his throat.

The palm of the hand holding the phone was sweating unknowingly, both happy and negative in my heart.

She just mentioned it casually.

But at this juncture, if she still wants a position, isn't that...

The full stop is silent.

He Lu unlocked his phone and watched WeChat over and over again, worried that the signal was not good, turned the traffic on and off, and sent Fang Yun a few messages with the content "test" to test the signal.

[Fang Yun: Test what? ? ? 】

[Fang Yun: What about people, run away after flirting? ? ? 】

[Fang Yun: You scumbag! 】

Signal is fine.

He Lu switched back to the dialogue with the period, quietly, nothing changed.

What am I thinking.

She shook her head mockingly, got up and went to the toilet.

While washing hands, the screen of the mobile phone placed on the paper box next to it lit up.

He Lu glanced casually.

【. :I have arrived. 】

【. : Come out of your box and go straight to the right, there is a rooftop, come here. 】

He Lu couldn't believe it, and stared at the screen, almost staring at a hole.

After watching for an unknown amount of time, she suddenly came back to her senses, quickly dried her hands, picked up her phone and opened the door, and ran to the right.

There was a door at the end of the corridor, and she pushed it open gently.

There is really a rooftop outside the door, the area is not small, and there is a lot of fresh snow.

She closed the door and turned around, the rooftop was empty.

He Lu wondered where the period was, and wondered how she knew there was a rooftop here.

The phone vibrated.

【. : Come to the side, I am below. 】

【. : You cannot enter the box area of ​​the hotel without a reservation. 】

It turned out to be the case.

He Lu was relieved, and couldn't help but start thinking divergently, the full stop seems to be more familiar with Beijing than she is, many times more familiar.

She walked to the edge of the roof, poked her head over the railing and looked down.

The soft and delicate new snow on the ground is covered with gentle feathers under the light yellow street lamp, lying quietly.

A tall and slender figure stood in the snow. She put her hands in her pockets, wore a beige coat, raised her head towards the roof, and smiled faintly.

He Lu suffocated suddenly.

She quickly came back to her senses, raised her hands and clenched them, put them on her lips and shouted down: "Why are you here—?"

He Lu saw the period and took out his phone.

Then the bell rang in his pocket at the right time.

Really, I have to make a phone call so close.

She muttered something in a low voice, and touched it out to connect: "Yuyu?"

Her ears were listening to the faint sound of the wind in the receiver, her eyes were still looking at the period under the roof, and she saw her hand that was not holding the phone slowly raised up, beckoning to herself.

"Come and take you to Christmas Eve."