smouldering

It was almost eleven o'clock when I got home, Jiang Kexin left, and Le An was in the kitchen wiping the freshly washed dishes with a dry cloth.

The windows are open, and the evening wind after the beginning of spring is still chilly.

When Tang Weiran opened the door and came back, Le'an seemed to be concentrating on something and didn't hear anything.Tang Weiran stood there looking at her back for a long time before she realized it and turned around to meet her gaze.

"Is the job done?"

Tang Weiran's excuse just now was not very good, he ate like a hot pot restaurant, and no one could see that there was something wrong.

She nodded, avoiding Le'an's sight: "Uh, um. Has Miss Jiang gone back?"

Le An: "Well, I left shortly after eating. It's too late and it's not safe."

After changing her shoes, Tang Weiran pretended to be casual and asked, "How do you know each other? It seems quite familiar."

Le An put down the last plate, "Oh, she was harassed on the subway, I helped her."

"Oh." It was still a classic scene of the hero saving the beauty, Tang Weiran was so sore, she pointed to the bathroom to change the subject: "Then I'll go... I'm going to take a shower."

Le'an turned to stop her, "Hey, Weiran, I wanted to ask the master to come and have a look today, but they will be closed for maintenance on the weekend, and it may not be until Monday. I'm sorry for you to squeeze in with me again these two nights."

At least Jiang Kexin didn't get this kind of treatment.Tang Weiran waved his hands, and finally there was a smile on his face, "I'm not wronged or wronged, it's because I'm bothering you."

Le An looked at her and smiled slightly: "No."

The conversation between the two was inexplicably unfamiliar and polite, which made Tang Weiran extremely uncomfortable.

The next day, Tang Weiran got up early and wanted to go back to her parents' house. When she went out, she told Le'an that she might not come back to eat at night. Le'an nodded in response. Seeing that Tang Weiran was very sorry for his absence, he comforted her and said, "It's okay. , I happen to be going to Kexin's place tonight."

Tang Weiran bit her lip, "You seem to be playing with Miss Jiang a lot recently?"

Le An: "Yes. He is quite lively."

Tang Weiran held up his heels and swallowed sullenly: "Yes."

After the weekend, the repairman appointed by Le'an came. After inspection, it was found that it was indeed a workmanship problem, and it was still within the warranty period, so the repair work was carried out free of charge.

As for the compensation related to Tang Weiran's injuries and shocks, Le'an raised it, but the small factory didn't have this measure, so after a few disputes, they could only let it go.

Fortunately, it was not too serious, and it was resolved by applying ointment for two days.

It was Tang Weiran's rare location shooting that day, and she came back with an excited expression on her face. When Le'an told her that the bed had been repaired, she felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on her face, and finally reluctantly returned to her bed with the pillow in her arms.

There is no reason to lie on Le An's bed anymore, and there is no reason to let Le An rub her waist anymore.

The good opportunity she thought was bestowed by God slipped through her fingers like this.

And that Jiang Kexin, whom Tang Weiran unconsciously regarded as a thorn in his side, seemed to be attacking every corner.In addition to going out with Le An all the time, he often followed Le An home for dinner, breaking the beautiful scene of Tang Weiran and Le An having dinner together in a day.What made Tang Weiran even more resentful was that she had brought Le'an into a frenzy, causing the store to be closed earlier and earlier.

At first, Tang Weiran thought that Jiang Kexin was a big light bulb squeezed between her and Le'an, but after a long time, she felt more and more that she was the idiot among the three.

The laughter at the dinner table belonged to Le'an and Jiang Kexin, but Robusta's eyes still doted on her alone. It squatted at her feet and raised its head, looking pitiful and funny just for a bone.

Very much like Tang Weiran herself.She looked at the two chatting and laughing happily, and hugged Robusta tightly in the cold.

They are so close, what is she.

She also knew that it was naive to target Jiang Kexin with hatred.If Le An's object of orientation is women, then it's not her Tang Weiran, but another woman, Jiang Kexin, Wang Kexin or Zhang Kexin, what does it matter.

It was she who agreed to Le Yi, she was afraid of Le An's mother, it was she who cut off the way to have a close relationship with Le An, right?

Years later, the work schedule became more and more intense. Tang Weiran completed more and more video themes, but her smiles became less and less. Some people even noticed it in the barrage and comments, and asked her if she had a bad rest recently.You can pretend to laugh, but you can't pretend to have dark circles and acne, which completely reflect her emotions.

Tang Weiran turned off the background browsing history, made a video call to Xiaoying, and wanted to ask for a chance to rest.

Xiaoying looked distressed, "But Miss Ran, it's Miller's press conference soon, and the list hasn't been released yet, so why don't we make a dash for it now?"

If it was before, Tang Weiran would definitely lose her temper willfully, and ask her if the earth would not turn if she rested for two days?But now Tang Weiran knows that it is impossible. Xiaoying has her own work tasks, and her small team also has them. Her efforts not only determine her own, but also affect the performance of others.

Tang Weiran said lightly: "Okay, I see."

Le An and Jiang Kexin went too far, they were inseparable like Siamese twins every day, Tang Weiran thought that her life was hard, her skin would not get better recently.

Another afternoon, Le An told in advance that he would not go home for dinner, saying that he would drink with Jiang Kexin and some friends. Tang Weiran happened to be shooting outside. Going home to prepare dinner, but when Le An called, his emotions were instantly knocked down.

Xiaoying saw her condition and came over to ask, "Miss Ranran, are you okay? Can you still shoot?"

Tang Weiran took out the mirror and looked at himself, pressed his cheeks with oil-absorbing paper, and tried his best to hold up his smile, "Okay, let's continue!"

Le'an in Qingba is not as happy as Tang Weiran imagined.

Jiang Kexin put her shoulders on her shoulders, pointed to the cocktail that the waiter just brought, it was very unique in shape, "This glass is sweet, I specially asked the special blender to put less alcohol, should you try it?"

Le'an on the sofa supported his knees, just like pie these days, only eating the snacks provided on the table, "I don't want to drink."

Tang Weiran doesn't like to drink alcohol. She once said that the smell of tobacco and alcohol is very bad. If she goes back with a smell that Tang Weiran hates, she will be disrespectful.

Jiang Kexin laughed at her, "You come here for snacks every day, and the bars don't even make money."

Le'an: "Isn't there you? A thousand cups will never get drunk."

Jiang Kexin shook his head, "You, you don't confess, you just torture yourself, what are you doing for it? If you break it, you will stand up, or just say it straight, or don't hang yourself on a tree...... "She used a joking tone: "Hey, what do you think of me? Does it match your aesthetics?"

She had already had several drinks, and her face was flushed even in the dim light.

Le An glanced at her, "You're drunk."

Jiang Kexin let out a muffled laugh and stopped talking.She stared blankly at the table for a while, then lifted the wine she ordered for Le An just now, "Don't waste it, if you don't drink it, I'll drink it."

As soon as she brought the wine glass to her lips, Le An stopped her, "Ke Xin, stop drinking."

Jiang Kexin struggled, and suddenly yelled: "You don't care about me! Who are you, Le An?!" She seemed to have lost all strength after yelling, and leaned her head on the back of the chair, and stopped talking.

Le An looked at her for a while, then handed the snatched wine glass to his mouth, "I'll drink it."

Gulp, gulp, down half a cup.

Jiang Kexin couldn't bear it again: "Okay, okay, stop drinking!"

Le An didn't stop, and she called again: "You don't usually drink! Do you want to fall here because you drink so much? I can't carry you!"

Le An continued to drink two big gulps, and there were only large cube-shaped ice cubes left in the glass, "This amount, it's okay."

She really held on to this level of content. Jiang Kexin drank a lot in front of her, even more drunk than her, and walked out in an extremely awkward posture with her hands hanging around her neck.

Walking to the door of the bar, the cold wind blows, and the lingering smell of tobacco and alcohol dissipates a little.Jiang Kexin was finally able to speak, and no longer faltered and couldn't understand what she was muttering.

"Why...why are you so stubborn?" She poked Le An's nose with her fingertips, and Le An turned her head to avoid it.

"Cowards..." Jiang Kexin leaned on her body, "They are all cowards..."

The car called for Jiang Kexin just arrived and stopped in front of the two of them. Le An put her in the back seat, gave the driver a few words, and took a picture of the license plate number with his mobile phone before closing the door.

Le'an stood where he was, took a deep breath with his arms folded, the alcohol welled up from his stomach, it was hot and uncomfortable.

After a while, she turned her head and glanced at the alley at the side door of the bar out of the corner of her eye. There seemed to be a figure, and she took a second look carefully to confirm that there was indeed someone standing there in the alley.

Le An walked slowly, took a closer look, and was suddenly stunned.

Tang Weiran didn't know how long he stood here, and he didn't know what he saw.The moment she was finally discovered, she was so flustered that she didn't know whether to stand up or run away. In the end, as if she had been immobilized, she could only watch Le'an approaching her step by step.

Her heart was burning hot, her breathing quickened and became rapid, she stretched out her hand to caress the side of her face, and then felt hot water stains slipping down the back of her hand.

Tang Weiran sniffed, thinking what to do, why was she crying again.

Before a single word came out, her face was already messed up. She didn't care about the makeup, so she quickly wiped it off with her hands, and the traces just wiped off were quickly filled with tears.

Le An stopped in front of her and looked at her without saying a word.

Woo woo woo.

The alley at night was quiet, only Tang Weiran's choked-up but unrestrained crying could be heard.She shook her head and wanted to order herself to stop, but it was a physiological reaction, and her body was too weak.

While sobbing, she looked at Le'an with tears in her eyes, staring at her red and swollen eyes, a little stubborn.

Le An still stood there quietly, tilting his head slightly, as if wondering about her sudden grievance.

Why did you appear here, why did you hide and peek at Le'an, why did you cry.Tang Weiran was chaotically thinking about the questions Le'an might ask and the reasonable answers she had to give.

But Le An kept silent, just looked at her like this, and let Tang Weiran's head droop little by little.She really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in, but there was no place where she could escape Le An's eyes in the alley that was plastered with cement.

Tang Weiran couldn't help it, she thought that there might be a way out of the preemptive attack, so she took the initiative to say: "It's too cold here..."