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The next day, Liang Xinhe stayed at home and did not go to work.

She communicated with the client's wife in a good manner for a while, and said that the two of them can communicate directly in the future, and there is no need to pull three groups of people.

The other party laughed twice, and there seemed to be a sense of pride in his tone: "I also made an agreement with my husband. He said that I will be the master of the whole decoration in the future, and I will listen to me."

So much the better!

Liang Xinhe really thought so.She "knows the elegant meaning by hearing the stringed songs", and she took the initiative to contact her alone-implying that her husband's WeChat could be deleted, and finally the client's wife hung up the phone contentedly, and she collapsed on the sofa powerlessly.

The words of the master played by Ge You in "Let the Bullets Fly" flashed in his mind:

"Make money, business, not shabby, Jpg".

Is thirty a dangerous number?

There are too many things this year, right?The hidden dangers brought about by the hard work of the past few years have also surfaced. Her spirit and heart are like a battery that is often overdrawn and exhausted, and can no longer support the outside world.

Need to rest, need to recharge.

At least I won't be working today, she wants to watch dramas and read books.

The phone seemed to detect her mind, and vibrated mercilessly.

Liang Xinhe covered his face and wailed, and when he scanned the screen, He Ruyi's WeChat message popped up:

"Miss Liang, I wonder if you are free these two days? I would like to treat you to a meal."

After they added WeChat, He Ruyi would chat with her occasionally, first about the house-related procedures, and after the house was sold, all the procedures were completed, and they talked about her son's affairs.

Liang Xinhe thinks she is very kind, warm and kind, but sometimes she is a little too much.

She is busy with work, and her schedule is trivial but fulfilling. She declined several times when He Ruyi invited her out to play.Sometimes it's really busy, sometimes it's just too tiring.

It's not very polite to always refuse, she can see that He Ruyi really wants to make friends with her.

Multiple friends are always good.

It's just that this time it was really the reason why she couldn't go, but she was worried that the other party would think it was not credible, so she dialed a voice call.

"Haha, I originally wanted to tell Xinhe good news. My son's school exam results came out, and he did well in the exam. As long as he doesn't hold back in cultural subjects, he should be fine to go to Xicheng Academy of Fine Arts."

"Oh my God, it sounds so painful, did you go to the hospital? Do you need me to take you there?"

Really enthusiastic, Liang Xinhe raised his lips and smiled, thinking of something: "No, no, by the way, Miss Ning helped me yesterday..."

"Ah? Miss Ning?" He Ruyi's voice suddenly rose several times, "Is the Miss Ning you're talking about my cousin?"

"...Yes, I just rented here, and she is a neighbor."

"What? Wow! Oh my god! Hahaha what a coincidence!" Hearing He Ruyi's emotions instantly became elevated, "Tell me, tell me, how did she help you?"

Liang Xinhe was stunned, a little confused, so she said: "Didn't I hurt my toe? I took the courier, and she brought it up for me..." Before she could finish speaking, she heard Ruyi's voice resounding in her ears. Laughter: "Hahahahaha, I didn't expect Ning Xi to be so enthusiastic! It's so rare that he offered to help you!"

Liang Xinhe thought that there was no one else at the time, and a normal person would reach out to help when he saw that he was inconvenient to move, right?

Is it a bit exaggerated?

"Haha, I'm sorry, I seem to be exaggerating a bit," He Ruyi's laughter gradually slowed down, "You have to understand that Ning Xi is... very introverted, she never, oh, hardly takes the initiative to make friends."

"Uh..." Actually, they are not considered friends, are they?But He Ruyi didn't give her a chance to interrupt at all, and continued to say enthusiastically: "I have long thought that you should get along well, Miss Liang, Xinhe, go and play with Ning Xi if you have nothing to do."

Liang Xinhe was really dumbfounded.

It's like the tone of a parent who is worried that their kindergarten child will not be able to make friends... This pair of sisters is really interesting.

Liang Xinhe wanted to laugh a little: "Actually, we don't count, heck, I don't know which floor she lives in, heck, I mean, I know she lives on the 15th floor, but I don't know which room she lives in..."

"Oh, she lives at 15C."

Liang Xinhe: "..."

Is it really okay to rashly tell a stranger my sister's house number?

"Really Xinhe, you have nothing to do and sit down, I have a hunch that you can really become good friends!"

Liang Xinhe stroked his forehead and smiled helplessly.

She really couldn't stand the excessive enthusiasm, and after closing the line, she collapsed on the sofa again, and then quickly switched the phone to airplane mode and put it far away.

The emperor didn't even answer the phone when he came!

She moved her legs to the sofa, closed her eyes, gradually cleared her mind, and fell asleep without knowing it.

This sleep was quite heavy, and I slept until the afternoon. When I woke up, I felt that the blood in my body was flowing in a soothing and misty way.

She yawned, lingered for a while, stretched her waist before getting up, took her mobile phone and ordered takeaway.

After ordering the takeaway, she glanced at the prompt on the screen, clicked it, and Wei Xiao posted on Weibo.

She immediately liked it with the trumpet "He miao30", pursing her lips and pondering.

Is it her illusion?She felt that Wei Xiao's state during this time seemed not very good?And she is not the only one who feels this way, there are quite a few people in the comment section who care about her.

After hesitating for a while, in the past she just liked it, but this time she finally commented.

Ning Xi sat by the computer from morning to afternoon, and then she huddled in the computer chair, staring at the unwritten document in a daze.

She thought she could write something today, but in fact, she actually wrote an outline of hundreds of words. When she felt that she had some ideas, He Ruyi called her.

It's nothing more than the words she often nags, go out more, make more friends.It's just that this time there was a specific person in her words.

"Why don't you tell me that Ms. Liang is your neighbor now? Do you think you are destined? What a chance, she lives in 20A..."

Ning Xi felt annoyed after hearing this, so she hung up the phone.

She sat alone, forgetting the time and eating.

After an unknown amount of time, He Ruyi sent her a WeChat message, not a voice message.

"Okay, okay, I know you are annoying my sister, so I won't talk about it, remember to eat."

Ning Xi's eyes were sore all of a sudden, she took off her glasses, wiped them, put them on again, then picked up the phone, exhaled, and typed:

"Like a stone rolling down a slope, I arrived at today's day." (Note 1)

After posting, she finally got up.

My legs are already numb.

After a while, she walked to the sofa and continued to nest in it. She was not hungry, she lay down for a while, and fell asleep.

When she woke up, the room was quiet and pitch black. She straightened up and saw a little bit of faint light in the distance.

It seems to be a little light on the socket.

Ning Xi supported her forehead, her whole body ached.She smiled bitterly, she was really old.

She sits in the dark.

She felt like getting up and looking for something to eat, but she really didn't want to move.

Always move.

Get moving, Ning Xi, you can't be so depressed anymore.

Everyone, including herself, told herself that.

But it always doesn't work.

She sighed deeply.

At this time, her mobile phone vibrated, as if there was air in a vacuum world.

It's a text message from the bank.

Ning Xi smiled helplessly, and clicked into her Weibo. She usually doesn't read her comment section, but at this moment she needs some external "stimulation".

Sliding down, there was a comment with a very low weight, and the font jumped into her eyes:

"How sad, it seems that there is a cliff in the head, and the soil is collapsing every day." (Note 2)

Ning Xi's eyes flickered slightly.

"He miao30."

The author has something to say:

Note 1 Note 2 is taken from "Ishikawa Woodpecker Tanka"

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!