Zhimian heard what he asked, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

She suddenly remembered that in the third year of junior high school, she was taken home by Duan Zhuo when she was wandering outside.

Just like a small boat drifting on the sea, there is finally a docking harbor.

He gave her everything she needed, materially and in life, to make her live like a little princess.

I still remember that once Zhimian just said casually that it was so cold in winter and wanted to take a hot spring bath. The next day Duan Zhuo put down his work and took her to a hot spring villa for several days.

As long as she says she wants, he will satisfy her.

Everyone who knew them said that Duan Zhuo had a bad temper and was unruly, but his sister was the one he loved the most.

Zhimian lowered his eyes, and after a while, he opened his mouth lightly:

"Duan Zhuo, do you still remember that night in the club, you must order me a smoothie, red bean taro ball?"

He was stunned for a moment and couldn't remember such a trivial matter.

"I said I don't eat it. You think I'm getting angry, but in fact those days... were my menstrual period and I couldn't eat ice. After ordering it for me, I still felt that I was treating me well."

He was really nice to her.

But it was not what she wanted most.

He never asked what she really wanted.

"In your heart, I'm just a cat," she pulled the corner of her mouth, "Of course the owner will treat the cat well, right?"

His kindness to her made her feel that she was a pet he kept, not a girlfriend.

Because the owner should not guess what the cat is thinking, and do not need to understand the cat's mood.

Duan Zhuo looked at her, his eyes deepened, "Zhimian... Are you still angry that night when you were in the club?"

Zhimian felt a little funny when he heard this.

He will never understand.

“It makes no sense to discuss this now.”

Duan Zhuo softened his voice, "That night was indeed my problem..."

Before he finished speaking, a person suddenly walked out of the corridor.

Zhimian immediately took a step back and kept a distance. Duan Zhuo's words were interrupted, frowned, and his face turned dark.

The staff walked forward. He was myopic. He didn't see clearly what the two were doing. He walked forward and recognized them. He was slightly stunned: "Hey, Duan Zhuo, Teacher Zhi? Are you here..."

Zhimian: "..."

It's over, I won't be seen!

Duan Zhuo looked at the girl's cheeks that seemed to be hot and red, and finally lie: "I'll talk to Teacher Zhi about something."

"Oh, Duan Zhuo, I happened to have something to ask you, then you now--"

Zhimian lowered his head and didn't dare to stay here for too long. "I'll leave first."

"..." Duan Zhuo saw the little girl turning her head and leaving, and quickly disappeared from sight. He looked back with a heavy face and fell on the staff, with a cold tone: "What's the matter?"

The staff was a little guilty.

"That... am I disturbing you?"

Duan Zhuo raised his eyebrows and sneered, "No disturbance."

"..." Why do these words sound so much like slander?

After the business talk, Duan Zhuo left, chased after him, and walked to the entrance of the Cultural Exchange Hall. Manager Wang, who happened to send the guests away, was also there.

Manager Wang saw him, "Duan Zhuo, don't you stay for lunch?"

"Did you see Zhimian?"

Manager Wang was stunned, "Teacher Zhi? I saw that she just left. Are you worried about her?"

Duan Zhuo narrowed his eyelashes, and after a long time, he spoke in a hoarse voice: "It's okay."

"Then let's go in and have a meal?"

"No, the club will have training in the afternoon."

Duan Zhuo didn't say much and walked out of the cultural center-

The next day, Zhimian received a call from Xu Siyuan.

"Zhimian, are you free today? Come to me and I want to talk to you about the contract."

Xu Siyuan felt that he couldn't explain it clearly on the phone and thought it would be better to chat in person.

Zhimian also wanted to learn about the treatment of Xinchuang Studio's contract painter, so he agreed. The two of them would meet in a cafe in the city center tomorrow.

The next day, when she woke up in the morning, she caught a cold because she stomped on the quilt last night, her head was a little dizzy and her nose was very uncomfortable. She must have had a cold.

After soaking the bag and drinking it, she lay down for a morning and got better. She was embarrassed to let Xu Siyuan's pigeon go out in the afternoon.

Zhimian arrived at the agreed coffee shop and tweeted in. He saw Xu Siyuan wearing a black suit sitting by the window, with a laptop in front of him, with a gentle and elegant temperament.

When Zhimian first met Xu Siyuan, his first impression of him was the same. It has not changed for so many years.

Zhimian walked over, and the man heard the sound, looked up and saw her, and immediately stood up.

"Zhimeng."

"Sorry, Brother Siyuan, I'm late."

Xu Siyuan looked at the watch and smiled faintly: "It's not too late, I just arrived, you can sit down." He made a gesture to the waiter next to him, and the waiter brought two glasses of water and the menu.

Zhimian ordered a cup of caramel macchiato, and Xu Siyuan added her another chocolate forest cake.

"Brother Si Yuan, don't you be busy with work today?"

"It's nothing to do this afternoon. I'm going to go to a nearby bank later and I'll make an appointment with you."

Xu Siyuan closed the notebook, took out a few documents, and put them in front of Zhimian: "You can take a look first, this is our contract."

Zhimian nodded, Xu Siyuan talked about the specific benefits, "In addition to preparing various art exhibitions for you, in a while, the comic reading app independently developed by our studio will be officially launched, and your comics can be serialized on it. Although it is just starting out, I personally think that our app will develop well in the future..."

After listening to it, Zhimian felt that these treatments were already very good for her painter of her level.

She couldn't help but wonder: "Brother Siyuan, can I ask, why do you want to sign me?"

Xu Siyuan's hands on the table folded their fingers and raised his lips: "I think my vision is pretty good. Our app needs very good painters to settle in to become competitive, and you are the gold we need."

"Actually, I also liked drawing comics in high school, but I was hesitant in reality and dreams at that time, so in the end I studied computers in college. Do you still remember it? Once you came to my house to play and were drawing comics at that time. I asked you why you were so happy when you looked at it. You just said casually, you were doing what you like."

"I think I should do what I like, so that there will be no regrets in life. So I really hope that you can draw comics under my command. We are not a superior or subordinate relationship, but more like comrades-in-arms, and can fight side by side together."

Zhimian lowered his eyes and thought, Xu Siyuan looked at her: "And there is another reason, which is some of my selfishness."

"What?"

"I hope I can be with you..."

Before Xu Siyuan finished speaking, a girl's figure suddenly rushed up, picked up the water cup on the table, and splashed it directly at Zhimian.

Zhisleeping was not enough to dodge, and water spilled on her hair and shoulders.

When Xu Siyuan saw Xu Simeng who suddenly rushed out, he widened his eyes and stood up and immediately grabbed the water cup, "Xu Simeng! What are you doing!"

In the quiet cafe, the sound was particularly abrupt, and many people watched it.

Seeing this, the waiter immediately ran up. Xu Siyuan took the paper on the table and gave it to Zhimian with a look of concern: "Are you okay..."

Zhimian stood up, wiped the water droplets from his hair, and shook his head.

Xu Simeng stared at Zhimian, and his breath rose and fell: "Zhimian, are you shameless? When you meet my brother, what do you want to do!"

"Xu Simeng!" Xu Siyuan's angry voice rebuked, "Are you following me here?"

"Yes, I've seen you chatting. Brother, I told you that I don't want you to have any contact with Zhimian again," Xu Simeng pointed at Zhimian, "I hate her!"

"Shut up!"

Xu Siyuan, who has always been gentle, was furious.

"I need your consent to contact others? Xu Simeng, do you really think that if the whole family spoils you, you can be lawless? There are so many people here, how is it like you are so noisy?"

"Brother, you are so mean to me for Zhimian?! You forgot how she treated me?"

"Are the past going to be over? When will it be said?"

Xu Siyuan pulled Xu Simeng and pulled him to Zhimian: "Hurry up and apologize to me."

"I don't want it!"

"If you don't apologize, don't think about leaving today."

During the quarrel, Zhimian's calm voice interjected in: "No need."

Xu Simeng turned to look at her.

Zhimian's quiet and gentle face was as calm as water, like a bystander watching her make a tantrum, in sharp contrast to her crazy behavior.
To be continued...