Fortunately, Jiang Ningyu still had some sense and didn't really ask this embarrassing question.
She pulled out a smile and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter. I'm such a big person and I can still lose it."
"The probability of something happening is only zero or one hundred. You can't afford to bet." Lin Xuyue glanced at her backpack, "Let's go first. I'll lend you my computer later. I forgot to ask for leave."
Then they took a taxi out of the airport.
Jiang Ningyu handed the notebook over and suddenly thought that she should unlock it before handing it over, but it was too late. He opened it and asked, "Password?"
"...It's the one I used before. I haven't changed it since I got used to it... I'll do it." Noticing his incomprehensible look, Jiang Ningyu realized that he might have forgotten it, so she reached out to get it back.
Unexpectedly, he lowered his head, silently typed a series of numbers on the keyboard, pressed Enter, and the computer started.
Fortunately, the default desktop is used.
Jiang Ningyu turned her head and looked out the car window. Along the way were mountains and forests, hills of terraced fields, and the roads were winding and narrow. But she didn't look at anything. She was slightly lost in thought as she listened to the sound of typing on the keyboard next to her.
The password I'm used to is just a combination of two birthday numbers. It's easy to remember, even if the bank card password is the same, it's no big deal.
Suddenly, Lin Xuyue broke the silence, "Someone is looking for you."
She turned her head and saw the pop-up window jumping. She leaned slightly and moved closer to the screen. It was a private message sent by Chen Che——
[Lisa said you took leave again?]
[But I don’t understand something. Can I have a meeting with you tonight? 】
Jiang Ningyu thought for a while and replied: [Let me tell Lisa, if you have any questions, please go to her. I don’t have time today.]
After she finished sending it, she waited for a moment. There was something pinched under her waist, which made her feel uncomfortable. She stretched out her hand to touch it and found that an arm was pressed against it.
"..."
Jiang Ningyu stiffened and silently moved out a few minutes.
Chen Che: [Okay, come to me if you need anything!]
After seeing his message, she sent another message to another colleague, then straightened up as if nothing had happened, said "Okay", and started to call Li Weiwei.
I called several times in a row and got no answer.
Lin Xuyue used the computer for a while and then returned it to her, "Still not answering?"
"Hmm... Do you think the signal there is not good?" She wanted to seek some peace of mind, but Lin Xuyue said, "It's useless to think about it now. We'll be there in an hour and a half, let's take a rest." After that, she went.
He leaned back against the headrest and closed his eyes.
When he was resting, he crossed his arms with his arms crossed, as if he was afraid of touching her but resisted her body language.
Jiang Ningyu was a little depressed and imitated his gesture and closed her eyes.
Maybe she didn't sleep all night, and she didn't sleep well on the plane. Now that he was by her side, a kind of moisturizing and silent security made her relax, and soon she felt sleepy and fell asleep.
But she didn't sleep deeply. The car bumped from time to time, and she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, but she felt like a piece of duckweed moving with the tide, rising and falling in the turbulent waves.
A violent shaking finally woke Jiang Ningyu up. She opened her eyes in a daze, and saw the man's superior jawline and closed eyes directly above her.
She actually fell on top of him unconsciously. Lin Xuyue might have fallen asleep, because the hands that were holding her arms were loosened, and one hand was placed on her arm without noticing.
A happy and hesitant scene suddenly flashed through her mind - she was exhausted and slumped on the supine board, complaining that she would never exercise again. The person who was counting for her suddenly knelt down on the ground and gave her a kiss from the sky.
.
The long hair that fell naturally and swayed in the light, wanted to push it away but then intertwined her fingers. In the end, she could only blush, gasp and complain, "The nose is too high, it hurts my face."
When Leng Buding thought of this scene, Jiang Ningyu's heart trembled suddenly: Are you okay? Are you thinking about this for fear of being unhappy?
She was cursing herself secretly, but suddenly she noticed that the man's eyelashes were trembling slightly, as if he was about to wake up.
She was so frightened that she immediately closed her eyes and tilted her head outward.
...That's not right. Shouldn't it be better for her to get up?
After belatedly thinking of the best solution, she could only comfort herself: It's okay, he didn't know she was pretending to sleep anyway, just wait until he moved away and then turn around naturally.
However, there was no movement for a long time. It was so long that she doubted whether Lin Xuyue was awake or not.
The car shook violently again.
Jiang Ningyu almost rolled over the car seat and came into close contact with the floor. Fortunately, a hand held her shoulder and straightened her body.
...Fortunately, I didn't open my eyes.
At this moment, Jiang Ningyu only felt lucky.
Then she felt a pile of hair being picked up.
No, you won't pull out her hair and wake her up this way, right?
She didn't know where the strange thoughts at the moment came from. She just knew that if she continued like this, she couldn't pretend anymore. So she pretended to squeak twice, frowned and turned over.
Then she clearly felt the person underneath stiffen.
Wait, shouldn't she turn over?
Really unable to pretend anymore, Jiang Ningyu slowly opened her eyes, as if she had just woken up and her mind was blank. She stood up with her arms, met him with blank eyes, moved away, and then lay down on the other side to sleep.
went.
What she was thinking was that it would be natural to lie down and sleep for a while before getting up again.
However, the phone under her buttocks suddenly vibrated. She touched the phone and without seeing who it was, she slid it open and picked it up, "Hello?"
The sweet voice had a hint of hazy muteness, and there was no response from the phone for a long time.
She couldn't help but glance at the caller ID.
Vivi
Vivi?
The unfamiliar note made her slightly startled, and her mind really couldn't turn around. She even started to think about whether there was anyone named Vivi in their company?
"...Hello?" Finally, a female voice sounded from the other side, a little soft and a little inquisitive, "Who are you?"
Jiang Ningyu asked subconsciously, "You called me and asked me who I am?"
"Sorry, I may have dialed the wrong number..." The female voice apologized first, and then asked hesitantly, "No, is this Lin Xuyue's number?"
...Lin Xuyue?
Jiang Ningyu finally came to her senses and quickly handed the phone to the man next to her. She didn't dare to look at his eyes, she buried her head in shame.
"Hello?"
"Well, I asked for leave today, so you don't need to ask for my share."
"It's okay. Just give it to Lu Li directly. He knows where my home is...Thank you very much. Happy birthday."
His tone was slightly smiling, and he was always cheerful and easy to talk to. He didn't sound angry.
Jiang Ningyu took courage and explained sincerely, "I thought it was my phone ringing... Didn't it cause any misunderstanding for you?"
But he asked, "Then have you thought of compensation measures?"
Jiang Ningyu choked and said nonchalantly, "Can I help you order a birthday cake for someone?"
Then she saw that Lin Xuyue's face turned cold. It was not a deliberate expression of indifference, but a sense of distance on his whole face as soon as he restrained his expression.
He seemed a little angry and said in a cold voice, "Don't watch any bloody dramas. A colleague from the same group was having a birthday treat and he just asked me if I was here."
"I don't watch bloody dramas, cross talk shows are better." Jiang Ningyu muttered, fidgeting with her hair, and then discovered that the pile of hair on the right side was braided.