Jing Miao woke up early as usual, and found that there was no one beside the pillow. He leaned forward and touched the quilt beside him. His touch was cold. He should not have returned to this bedroom to sleep last night.
After I changed my clothes and went downstairs, there was a plastic thermos cup on the table with porridge in it.
Jing Miao just glanced at it, took out the oatmeal bread from the refrigerator, poured a cup of yogurt, and sat in the living room to slowly fill up his stomach, which was not hungry at all.
Thinking that he had agreed to treat Li Chen to dinner at noon, Jing Miao took out his tablet and searched for nearby delicacies. At first, Li Chen cooked for himself, and Jing Miao did not want to deal with him casually.
Scanning the rows of shops that popped up on the screen, she picked the most expensive one. She made a reservation and sat on the sofa. When she was bored, she glanced at the bright red nails on her hands. She became irritated, took her bag, and simply left.
Door
The best nail salon in the city center is located in the largest Ginza Building. That building is originally located on the busiest commercial street and is famous for providing top-notch shopping enjoyment.
There are not many people in this shopping building at the moment. It can be said that there are some fashionable women here and there, looking at the products accompanied by the tellers.
Jing Miao liked this feeling and enjoyed the quiet feeling in the busy city. When she walked around the corner and was about to get on the elevator, she suddenly saw a familiar figure.
The tall and heroic back figure was particularly conspicuous among the array of items. Xiu Yu was standing at the door of the silk scarf shop that started with the word "C". Suddenly a girl jumped out, hugged Xiu Yu excitedly, stood up on tiptoes, and touched his face.
Kissed
The girl has a cheerful smile, a flower-like face, no makeup, an air of youth and natural beauty.
Her heart was suddenly clenched, and Jing Miao suddenly turned around, as if she had seen a ghost, and strode into the elevator that had just opened. The elevator immediately rose. The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Jing Miao's eyes suddenly darken.
She staggered a bit, but luckily someone next to her caught her in time
"fine?"
Jing Miao shook her head and smiled with difficulty, "Thank you, I'm fine."
When the waiter at the nail salon saw Jing Miao, he warmly greeted him and took Jing Miao to his seat.
"Miss Jing, what color do you want to make this time?" He also took out a brochure with various exquisite and complicated patterns and textures.
Jing Miao was dazzled and didn't know what choice to make.
It's just a manicure, and there are all kinds of details. With so many choices, women will not be able to put it down or hesitate when faced with what they like.
What about men?
Faces like flowers, each one has a different charm. Jing Miao tilted her head slightly, and the mirror on the opposite wall clearly reflected her face.
The makeup is exquisite, down to every eyebrow, which has been carefully trimmed to create beauty, but it always has an artificial air that cannot compare to the comfort and closeness of nature.
The face of the girl just now flashed through her mind. Hehe, she thought she vaguely understood that the woman she had only met for the first time had deliberately set her up.
Jing Miao found the reason for the girl's inexplicable behavior, and then thought along this line of thought. The more he thought about it, the more he realized how scheming that young woman was.
From the very beginning when he entered the house, he deliberately wore her slippers, and then pathetically wanted to return the slippers to her. While trying to anger Jing Miao, she used her age to act pitiful in front of Xiu Yu.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that her guess was right.
What about Xiu Yu? What role did Xiu Yu play in this? Lan Xinya disappeared, was he lonely? During the period when Xiu Yu and Jing Miao got married, they slept together a handful of times. Jing Miao
pursed lips
I sighed silently in my heart. Age is indeed the Achilles heel of a woman's heart. Xiu Yu would actually feel very uncomfortable when she was with a woman younger than herself.
This kind of discomfort is even more intense than when I saw Xiu Yu entangled with Lan Xinya and Lan Miao.
"Miss Jing?"
The clerk who didn't wait for a long time called her name again.
Jing Miao came to her senses and looked away from the booklet, "Just wash off this color and do basic maintenance."
There were too many choices, and she was too lazy to choose any more, so she faced it with the simplest expression
When I came out of the building, I received a call from Xiu Yu.
"Where?"
"Out shopping," Jing Miao replied simply. The other side of the phone was indeed quiet. Before hanging up, he said, "Come back soon."
Jing Miao lazily hummed and hung up the phone.
A gust of wind blew past, bringing a chill to his face. He felt a little wetness on his face. Jing Miao raised his head and stretched out his hand to see that thin, downy snow fell silently from the sky.
A child ran by and noticed that it was snowing in the sky. He cheered, "It's snowing! It's snowing! It's snowing so hard! We can have a snowball fight!"
The child was like this. Even before the heavy snow started to fall, he was already thinking about something as far away as a snowball fight. It was so good to think so simply. Jing Miao felt a sense of sadness in his heart.
…
When Li Chen heard that Jing Miao wanted to invite him to eat at the revolving restaurant on the top floor, he shook his head repeatedly, "No, there is no need to spend so much money."
"fine"
Jing Miao glanced at him sideways, "Okay, I'm treating you, don't save money for me."
Anyway, let her use her card as she pleases
Li Chen smiled helplessly. After the two of them went up to the top floor, Jing Miao suddenly regretted it and wanted to choose a new place, but Li Chen had already walked in and sat down at a seat by the window under the guidance of the waiter.
Jing Miao secretly cursed her memory, actually forgetting that Xiu Yu was a regular customer here. At this moment, Xiu Yu was sitting in the fixed position, opposite the young girl she saw just now in the store where she bought silk scarves.
(Writing this, I feel that the male protagonist finally lives up to his name, Xiu Zhazha)