The moment Song Meiyue received the message, her heart trembled slightly, a surge of uneasiness and hesitation, and at the same time a strong expectation. She held the phone tightly and walked all the way to the sofa and sat down.
Taking a deep breath, trying to calm down the complicated emotions in his heart, he slowly raised his arm and looked at the screen of his phone. Sure enough, it was from him.
The content he sent was only eight words long, but it almost made the thirty-one-year-old Song Meiyue burst into tears.
I read the eight-character mantra over and over again, even thinking that I was hallucinating. I raised my hand to rub my eyes a few times. When I opened them again, the eight-character mantra was still piercing into my heart like a dagger.
The enterprising young man Jiang Gongzi: respecting the old and loving the young, traditional virtues.
Respect. Respect the elderly?
Does he dislike my age? Does he dislike me for being an old woman?
Song Meiyue almost squeezed her cell phone to pieces, gritting her teeth as she looked at the content of the message from someone on the screen. If looks could kill someone, then Jiang Qi might have been shot for a day and a night.
this moment,
Song Meiyue came up with many solutions in her mind, including expelling someone, crying to someone's mother, tricking someone into his home and beating him up, or drinking with someone and making him alcohol poisoning. But after the anger, the reason has disappeared.
It occupied my whole brain again, recalling the words someone sent me last night.
So obviously,
What is the traditional virtue of respecting the old and loving the young? This is deliberately trying to harm me. It is someone’s mouth.
What he said clearly last night was that in his eyes I will always be young. Maybe time takes away innocence, but leaves behind maturity.
Song Meiyue curled her lips, with a hint of anger on her face. She picked up her phone and edited the message without any hesitation. She pressed [Send] directly.
Xiao Yue'er: If you dare to put your left foot first at work tomorrow, I will fire you.
Finished sending,
He threw the phone on the sofa angrily, then grabbed a headrest and punched it several times with his immature fists, which showed how surging anger was.
actually,
Song Meiyue used to not care about her age. She didn't think that thirty-one was a bit old, especially in this society where late marriage and late childbearing were prevalent, which gave her more reason to continue to 'age'. But since meeting someone, she seems to have changed.
I have to be a little concerned about my age. Even though it seems indifferent on the surface, I often brainwash myself.
But the sudden change in his clothing style is the most powerful evidence.
at this time,
The cell phone placed on the coffee table rang. If I guessed correctly, it was from someone.
Song Meiyue stopped her fist and bit her plump red lips. She looked slightly unhappy and took a look at her cell phone.
Enterprising Young Master Jiang: Aunt Song, actually you still care about your age, right?
Looking at the above content, Song Meiyue couldn't help but purse her lips, and secretly murmured in her heart: What woman doesn't care about age? I'm a woman too, okay.
suddenly,
Someone sent another message.
Enterprising young Mr. Jiang: My dear Aunt Song, don’t lose yourself in gossip. There will always be people in this world who will dislike you, and there will always be people who will like you, so just be yourself. And I think a thirty-year-old woman
Very charming.
These words were like a key, opening Song Meiyue's heart unintentionally, and then went straight to the most fragile and emotional place in her heart. She bit her lips lightly, and her big and smart eyes became a little blurry.
be yourself,
A thirty-year-old woman has charm.
It seems that he likes that mature and intellectual style.
Right,
He already said it last time.
Xiaoyue'er: I'm going to bed, don't forget to pick me up tomorrow morning
After sending this message, Song Meiyue took her mobile phone and strolled towards the bedroom upstairs. Compared with her previous angry appearance, she felt a little more relaxed and comfortable at this moment. As for the reason, she finally determined a certain person.
People's preferences are precisely their own characteristics.
Mature charm
He's really discerning.
The next morning,
Jiang Qi drove to the gate of Song Meiyue's villa on time. After sending her a message, Song Meiyue, dressed in Office Lady style, walked out of the house. She looked very capable and at the same time not very rigid. Of course,
Song Meiyue responded casually and said calmly: "Let's go."
"okay."
As he stepped on the accelerator, Jiang Qi's Hongguang mini tram slowly drove out of the community.
On the way to the company,
Jiang Qi intentionally or unintentionally chatted with the woman next to him, but Song Meiyue was indifferent to this and had no intention of chatting with him. In fact, it was not that she did not want to chat with him, but the topics he provided were boring.
"you"
"Don't go to that kind of place in the future." Song Meiyue turned her head sideways, looking at the scenery along the street with dull eyes, and said lightly: "It's smoky and messy. If you get infected with HIV, your life will be over. Don't do it in the future."
Go and listen to your elders.”
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"Aunt Song, it seems that you still have some misunderstandings about my character." Jiang Qiyu said earnestly: "I am not the kind of man you imagined. I am a very clean and self-sufficient man who never messes up.
When it comes to relationships between men and women, go there. It’s more about maintaining a circle of men.”
Song Meiyue frowned and was about to speak. But she didn't know what to say. Thinking carefully, sometimes too much interference would not have a very good effect, and might even be counterproductive. After all, men also have their own activities.
circle.
Besides,
A man's heart can't be tied down at all. Even if he stays at home every day, his heart will fly to nowhere.
Thinking of this,
She quietly turned her face to the side and glanced at him furtively from the corner of her eye.
Sure enough, there is no perfect man in this world. Although he is very handsome, very caring and caring, has a very sweet mouth, and has excellent cooking skills, he always likes to run to the bathing center.
Humph. Bad man.
to a certain place,
Song Meiyue got out of the car and watched the car slowly drive away until it disappeared from sight, and her thoughts returned to her mind.
He took out his mobile phone, quickly found a number, and dialed it without hesitation.
"Mizuki!"
"What do you want to see me for so early in the morning?" Jiang Yaling's voice came from the mobile phone, her tone was light and joyful.
Listening to the voice of her good sister, Song Meiyue's melancholy mood improved a little. She pursed her lips and said, "Nothing, I just miss you a little, Sister Yaling. How about coming to my house for a drink in the evening?"