After washing her hands, Lin Xuyue found that the garbage on the table had been cleared away, and she even used alcohol wipes to wipe the entire table until it was shiny.
The TV was turned off. He was still leaning on the sofa, with one leg bent at the knee and a notebook placed on it. At this moment, he was wearing a single earphone, looking down at the computer slightly, typing something on the keyboard from time to time.
Jiang Ningyu guessed that he should have come right after work, otherwise he would not have brought his computer. As for why...
Good friends are kind-hearted. Well, that’s right.
She was in a great mood and jumped over happily, "Do you still have to work overtime?"
With a sweet, coquettish voice, Lin Xuyue looked up, nodded and said, "Have a meeting with the American side and it will be over in half an hour."
He didn't look like he was in a meeting, otherwise a normal person's reaction would be to turn off the microphone immediately and then explain. Jiang Ningyu didn't think much, said "Oh" and went upstairs.
She was going to go up and work for a while, but as soon as she reached the top, she heard him say with a smile, "Stop gossiping, have you calculated your share?"
Almost tripping on the last step of the stairs, Jiang Ningyu stood in front of the computer for a while with her hands on her waist, then changed her mind and went downstairs with her notebook in her arms.
She sat across from him, changed a few lines of code, and asked for leave tomorrow. Listening to him speaking a few words in English from time to time, she sighed and raised her chin to look at him.
Lin Xuyue didn't pay much attention during the meeting. From time to time, she would meet his eyes, and then she would see him raising his eyebrows, slightly confused, as if he didn't understand why she wanted to work around him. Don't you mind the noise?
So after the meeting, he closed the computer and asked, "Why are you sighing? Did I affect you?"
"No." Jiang Ningyu propped her chin up, feeling a little sad, "It's just that I often ask for leave during this period, and I feel a little guilty."
"Have you used up your annual leave?"
"Not yet."
Lin Xuyue nodded and put the computer back into her backpack.
Seeing his look, Jiang Ningyu couldn't help but ask, "Are you leaving?"
"You can stay a little longer." He suddenly stretched out his hand, put it on her forehead, and asked, "Are you still dizzy now?"
"much better."
"Let me take a look at the bag on your head."
Jiang Ningyu rubbed the carpet over and lowered her head to show him.
Putting a hand gently on the hair on the back of her neck, he thought thoughtfully, "What did you use to smash it?"
"Lunch box." She flattened her lips in frustration.
He sighed, "I sometimes wonder if you are an adult."
Then when she raised her head, her clear eyes full of doubts, half helpless and half resentful, "Can't you block it with your hands?"
Jiang Ningyu stretched out her thin, white arms, and said, "The only thing that blocks the trouble is the hands, and the programmer's hands are even more important!"
But he sneered, "My brain is broken, and I can't use hundreds of hands."
She was startled, and said, "You have been with Lu Li for a long time, and your mouth has become venomous." But her eyes dimmed a bit. This level of joking, pure friends, actually are very serious.
We got along like this before.
But what should he say? She lowered her eyes and frowned subconsciously. After thinking for a long time, she felt that if it was Lin Xuyue who liked her, she would probably say "No, it doesn't matter" and then brand her head with
A kiss.
She was so used to getting along like that that she could even imagine the missing things in detail when speaking normally.
As expected, he just regarded her as a friend.
But...this is good.
Jiang Ningyu didn't want to be a greedy person, so she changed the topic, "This weekend seems to be a high school reunion, will you go?"
For a long time, no response was received.
She raised her head in confusion, only to see him looking at her intently, as if he understood her expression.
At that moment, Jiang Ningyu broke into a cold sweat for no apparent reason, as if she was suddenly brought back to reality by his silence, and all those useless memories and delusions were shattered.
She clenched and unclenched her hands hanging on her sides, and asked with a brisk smile, "What do you want me to ask you?"
Only then did Linxu Yuexiang react, "I won't go. I'm not familiar with it."
"Is it also Lu Nan who asked you?"
"No, Xue Kai."
Jiang Ningyu had a vague impression of this name, "Is he the boy you often play with?"
"Well, we had a good time."
"Have you become unfamiliar since you went to the United States?"
"Roughly the same."
"Oh, what a pity."
"Isn't that what life is like? When you get to know someone and then separate, there are some things that cannot be grasped by hard work alone."
His words were too realistic. Jiang Ningyu was silent for a moment before shaking her head, "What truly belongs to you does not require deliberate effort."
"Yes." Lin Xuyue smiled and asked her, "Have you met something that belongs to you?"
It was like asking in a casual chat, but Jiang Ningyu thought for a while, "Let's forget about friendship. The other things... may have passed that time, so there is no need to think about it anymore."
"Burton Weir?"
"...Why do you still remember him?" Jiang Ningyu laughed out loud after not hearing this name for a long time.
"There are so many boys, don't you just favor him?" Lin Xuyue talked about the past, but her tone was not reminiscing. She said lightly, "Didn't your parents also attend his inheritance ceremony?"
Hearing this, Jiang Ningyu was stunned.
But he seemed unable to stop talking about this topic and continued, "The eldest son of the Will Foundation, one of the five richest families in North America. If the news of his tryst with a model hadn't been exposed, you would have been with him long ago..."
"...Wait a minute." Jiang Ningyu put her index finger on her forehead and rubbed it for a long time as if listening to a book from heaven before digesting his words, "Who told this?"
"No one told me." Lin Xuyue touched the mineral water on the table and then stopped her hand, as if she felt that it would expose some of her true psychology, so she even asked a rhetorical question, "Don't I have eyes?"
She glared at him, "I don't want to talk about the past, but my parents definitely didn't go there for him. They don't like me looking for foreigners from the bottom of their hearts."
Lin Xuyue, however, avoided the important and ignored the easy, "It has been so long, and there are some things that really have nothing to say."
So what are you talking about?
Jiang Ningyu was a little depressed and wanted to ask, but he stood up quickly, picked up his backpack and said, "It's ten o'clock, I should go back."
Even if there was such a dialogue yesterday, Jiang Ningyu let him go when he wanted to leave, but she was determined to repair the relationship and come out of it by facing the past honestly. She didn't want to have another stalemate because of some unclear misunderstanding.
.
So, without thinking, she reached out and hugged his arm, "No, you are not allowed to go back until this matter is made clear today."
Lin Xuyue's body visibly stiffened.
He struggled to break away, but turned his eyes to look at her. As if he had been burned, he took a deep breath and warned her, "Speak nicely."
"Speak properly." Jiang Ningyu didn't feel anything was wrong at all. She pushed him to the sofa and said seriously, "Didn't you promise me to be a good friend? How could you want to leave in anger even after you said something?"