Chen Yi sat on the chair with a cigarette in his mouth and twisted his eyebrows. Of course, his attitude was extraordinary. Maybe after the phone was connected, he could give a step - he went to pick her up from work, and the move could be discussed again. He leaned comfortably on the sofa, his long legs slouched on the coffee table, and the smoke was so stuffy in his chest that he finally let out a little pain, and the strong mist lingered and blurred his face. In September in Vine City, the weather was still hot and stifling, Chen Yi got up and went to the billiards hall, where he played billiards all night. The next day, Bozai came over to see Chen Yi lying on the sofa, his whole body was lazy, and he was always in this state recently. When Bozai talked to him, Chen Yi seemed to be silent, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and he walked out absently. When he got home, there was naturally no one at home, and the cigarette butts on the coffee table were piled up into mountains. Miao Jing had been back for so long, but the siblings were not close, and there was very little conversation on the chat interface. After the whole day, Miao Jing sent him a message that the milk in the refrigerator was about to expire, and asked him to deal with it. Chen Yi called someone to find some fun, went to the restaurant or ktv, invited the card game to play mahjong, and called for a hundred responses. Tu Li also came and got a table of good wine and food, and everyone chatted happily during the dinner, and saliva flew everywhere. Chen Yi smoked cigarettes one by one, and there was no formal form on ktv. Tu Li played mahjong with the dumbass and the group, and glanced at him squeezing the beer into the sofa to watch the mv, and the colored beams of light flowed in his deep face, which was depressed and romantic. After the fight ended, Chen Yi called for a chauffeur to go home. Tu Li put her arms around his arm and saw that he was lazy and slightly drunk. She turned her head to look out the window with a straight face and a lighter in her hand. His eyes were cold for a moment, his eyelids were slightly dilated, and his voice was hoarse, but he was not angry, but impatient and showed no mercy: "Go to the side." "What's the matter?" She patiently courted, whispering, "What's on her mind? I'll help you solve it?" "Shut your mouth." Tu Li winked silently and lowered her head to pick her manicure. Just recently, Chen Yi was always impatient and seemed to have something on her mind. Although he hadn't been very warm to her before, he had never been bored when he was playing. When the sky fell, he could hold it lazily, his shoulders propped up, and his back was straight. She had a little intuition, but she thought about it, but couldn't figure out a clue. The next morning, Chen Yi went to Miao Jing's work unit and wanted to meet her. He wanted to make some things clear in person. Besides, what about her things at home? Chen Yi crossed his waist and frowned, "What's going on?" "I haven't been here these days." Chen Yi was stunned, his face was inexplicable, and he didn't look good: "Okay, thank you for your help." This girl has a bad spirit in her bones - while he is not at home, she prys the door to live in by herself, do you understand how to write the words "dove occupies the magpie's nest". - Miao Jingzhen went on a business trip, and went to the supplier to check the equipment with the supervisor. She also brought a few body stamping parts with her, and she struggled to carry the 30 catties air box, so she called Lu Zhengsi on this business trip. The business trip was in a heavy industrial city in the north, and the itinerary was very tight. The supervisor was eager to train the newcomers under him and let the project go to Miao Jing. During the day, she followed the project manager and supplier engineer into the workshop to operate the table. Just like this for a few days on a business trip, all the engineers who were single took the initiative to add Miao Jing WeChat - a rare female engineer, with a soft appearance, excellent professionalism, and unbelievable perfection - Miao Jing was the only girl on the wine table, and it was pleasing to the eye. The project manager grandly promoted his own engineer in front of Miao Jing, saying that he could provide technical support on site after the project was delivered, and it was not impossible to take root in Vine City. Miao Jing's leader's surname was Tan, who helped Miao Jing block the wine. He said with a red face that the fat would not flow out of the field, and there was only such a female engineer in the department. If she wanted to be a baby, it would be difficult for anyone to be jealous. Miao Jing entered the industry because she liked this kind of working atmosphere, not because she liked special care. The people around her were all engineering boys, all skilled workers, and most of them talked about work and projects, and there were not as many distractions and infighting as in business situations. After the entertainment was over, she went back to the hotel to continue her work. After entering the room, she called Chen Yi first - she saw his call in the morning. "Hello." The voice on the other side of the microphone was electromagnetic hoarse. Miao Jing tapped on the computer keyboard with her fingers, and the mobile phone was on the speakerphone and put aside, and her voice was cold: "Is there anything I need to do?" "Nothing." The phone seemed to be about to hang up, and after a blank, a man's lazy voice sounded. "Where are you going on business?" "Jincheng." "When are you coming back?" "I'll be home on Friday," she said. Chen Yi was silent for a while, and her voice was ethereal: "Didn't you say... I'll never come back in this life, why are you coming back?" Miao Jing's tone was as calm as a cloud: "Didn't you also say let me go, go clean, why did you go to the company to find me?" He sneered and said in a casual tone: "Those things in your room won't be moved? I'll throw them away sooner or later."