How Lucky I Am To Meet You

He deserved it very neatly, "Notify me one day in advance when you want to pull."

"Do you know who I am?" Xing Jiaxin asked.

"I know, I can remember the sound." Tan You smiled and said, "Wang Zengqi."

☆Chapter 4

On Wednesday, the warehouse manager said that the first batch of waste would be discharged tomorrow, and Comrade Wang Zengqi was very happy.

Out of the warehouse, she went to the small garden and called Tan You. The connection was a bit slow this time, and Comrade Wang Zengqi was anxious.

It was not picked up until the phone was almost hung up automatically.

"Hello?" The voice was dumb and dumb.

Comrade Wang Zengqi cleared his throat, lowered his voice and said, "I am Wang Zengqi."

Then they laughed dazedly, giggled, giggled, and laughed for a long time.

Fortunately, Jiaxin was not in a hurry, and listened to her smiling on the phone, as if a flower was blooming in her heart.

Tan You probably woke up with a smile, and when he spoke again, his voice became much clearer: "What? Great writer."

"I'm going to pull the goods tomorrow." Xing Jiaxin said, "Didn't you ask me to notify you in advance?"

"Yes, otherwise I may not be able to queue up time." There was a rustling voice over there, "About what time?"

"It's okay at work hours." After Xing Jiaxin finished speaking, she added a word very carefully, "Of course, it's better to come in the morning."

Coming in the morning is the perfect time for her makeup. If she catches up with the morning light, she will definitely look gentle.

"Good." Tan You agreed. "At half past eight."

Fortunately, Jiaxin really likes her quick work: "Call me when you get there."

After work that day, Xing Jiaxin hurried home again.

Zhang Ming's postcards were still not sent out, and speculation in the group about "the goddess must be in love" has intensified.

That night, Xing Jiaxin digs out all her clothes, tried them one by one, and finally chose one after several struggles.

The next step is to try the makeup. It should not be too thick to attract attention, nor too light to make people feel insensible. It must have big shiny eyes, flashing, and you can secretly send autumn waves without talking.

I wiped and tried, tried and wiped, and rarely took a few pictures of myself. I looked far away and zoomed in until midnight.

She has no friends and doesn't like social software. Only herself can give advice. Of course, all the joy and anxiety also belong to me.

The next day, when the alarm clock rang, she rolled over and got up.

Last night, she had gone through countless steps in her mind and realized them one by one. She left plenty of time, all her makeup, hair, and clothes were put in order, which was more than forty minutes earlier than usual.

What's bad is that she forgot to add the item "eat breakfast" to her head, which led to her looking at her perfect lip makeup in the mirror, and finally gave up breakfast, rode on an eDonkey on an empty stomach, and came to the institute early .

She has the key to the laboratory, but not the warehouse.

Before the standard working hours, there was no one in the warehouse. Xing Jiaxin held the phone in her hand and checked again if it was on the loud ringing bell. Then she calmed down and stood in front of the warehouse. .

Here you have a wide view and you can see distant mountains.

In winter, the daylight is late, and the light is still very dark. The shape of the mountain is hidden in the thick fog, like a splash ink landscape painting.

Xing Jiaxin rubbed her cold hands, still reluctant to hold the phone and stuff it into her pocket, shivering a little while watching the morning light gradually break out of the back of the mountain.

Uncle Cangguan arrived, let her enter the house and wait. Fortunately, Jiaxin thanked him, but stood outside the door.

The uncle brought her a cup of hot water, and Xing Jiaxin hesitated to put the phone on one side of the high platform. The warm cup spread the heat from her palms to her limbs, making waiting more comfortable.

But she did not dare to drink, the lipstick would be stained.

The phone didn't light up and didn't ring, but when the sun rose, an orange truck drove slowly to her in the morning light.

Xingjia stood on tiptoe and looked around. The front of the car was too high and the distance was so close that she could not see the driver's face.

Fortunately, the driver got out of the car quickly, with sneakers and jeans, and the leather jacket on his upper body. As soon as he met her face, he smiled brightly at her.

Xing Jiaxin hurried to greet her, and said: "Why didn't you call me?"

Tan You's hand in his pocket took out the phone and shook it in front of her: "I'm about to get out of the car and call you."

"Oh." Xing Jiaxin responded that she was too impatient, and felt a little at a loss. Tan You's eyes were too bright, she always felt that she could see and understand everything, so she didn't even dare to look at each other, her eyes dangled and finally landed on the water glass in her hand.

"You drink water." Xing Jiaxin passed the water glass.

Tan You paused, and the brows were slightly raised.

"I didn't drink it." Xing Jiaxin explained, and then found that the cup in her hand was a bit cold, and turned to the office next to him in annoyance, "I'll change the cup for you..."

Before she finished speaking, a hand suddenly stretched out and took the cup in her hand.

Tan You's movements are fast, and Xing Jiaxin has time to see clearly, but the black and white colors are distinct when the two hands are intertwined momentarily.

The wheat-colored skin, Xingjia thought in her heart, it looks so beautiful.

Tan You drank extremely guts, swallowed twice in his throat, and a glass of water hit the bottom.

The disposable paper cup was handed back to Xing Jiaxin's hand. Xing Jiaxin held the paper cup, holding it, and throwing it away, panic again.

"Where are the goods?" Fortunately, Tan You opened his mouth.

Xingjia was stunned, ran to the office next to him, and asked the warehouseman uncle by the window: "Master, where is the waste?"

Uncle Cangguan walked to the window and looked out, "Here," he pointed in the direction, "Warehouse No. 3, drive over there."

The uncle's voice was loud, and there was no need for Xing Jiaxin to send another word. Tan You got into the car and drove to number 3.

Xing Jiaxin put the paper cup in her hand into the uncle's hand, turned around and was about to run there.

"Key, how can you open the door without the key." The uncle shouted, laughed, and simply came out by himself, "Forget it, you little girl, you can't open the door."

As a result, a fat uncle was added to the agreement between the two under the Xing Jiaxin plan.

Although Xing Jiaxin required all the procedures for disposing of the waste, she had no idea what the waste looked like.

In the past two days, thinking about it, she was full of things related to Tan You in her mind. What kind of waste is just an excuse!

But now this excuse has become a burden on Tan You, because Xing Jiaxin didn't make it clear in advance, only one person came to Tan You on this bus, and the waste was not a lot and it was not light, and the warehouse manager would not transport it himself.

The uncle brought a wheelbarrow, Tan You took off his jacket, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and did what he said.

Xing Jiaxin stepped on high heels and wore a beige self-cultivation coat, with long hair curled up behind her, followed Tan You for a few steps to help, but Tan You glared back.

"You stand next to you." Tan You said without looking back, "it won't be good if it gets dirty."

Trip after trip, Xingjia's guilt accumulated more and more. She wanted to look at Tan You and cherish every second of seeing her, but she couldn't bear to look at her tired because of herself.

As her heart burned, Xing Jiaxin turned her head and saw the boy standing outside the warehouse.

The boys are a bit familiar. Judging from their outfits, they should be graduate students who come for an internship.

The boy met her gaze, turned his head, but did not leave. Fortunately, Jiaxin waited for two seconds. Seeing that he did seem to be okay, he beckoned and shouted: "Hey—"

The boy looked over in an instant.

Fortunately, Jiaxin hates such a straight look, but boys are now a good carrying machine for her.

"Can you help me?" Xing Jiaxin said.

Her voice was not too loud, but the boy heard it and ran over quickly.

"Sister, what's the matter?" the boy asked.

Now that she called the senior sister, she must have no problem returning to her junior brother. Fortunately, she said, "Junior brother, can you help me move these things into the car?"

The boy immediately turned his head and looked at a large pile of scraps: "These?"

"Correct."

"Okay." Without a word, the boy squatted down to pick up a heavy piece of equipment.

Tan You was right there, stacking things on the cart, and saw it: "Don't rush to do that. Put the small one on top. The one is too big. Next time."

Zhang Ming came across the goddess by chance, and then was put out by the voice of the passion that the goddess took the initiative to talk to.

This is a somewhat low female voice, but it is a female voice after all.

Especially when he turned his head and saw the source of the sound, the blood that was extinguished in his heart raised a fire.

This girl is almost as tall as him, but much thinner than him. Wearing only a thin shirt, with his forearms exposed, his slender and long figure can throw an iron bump on a tall trolley when he raises his hand.

If he Zhang Ming was instructed by a girl in front of the goddess, he still doubted his power, wouldn't it be too shameful.

Zhang Ming ignored her and continued to pull his equipment. The thing was crushed. He didn't pull it in twos or twos, so he had to clean the things on it.

The girl glanced at him and said nothing. I piled up my stuff, and pushed the cart away.

Zhang Ming finished cleaning the things on the equipment, and continued to work hard, but he lifted it up, but the place he was holding was too angular, cutting his fingers like a knife.

Zhang Ming had to put it down again and find a place to start.

The goddess was standing behind him, too beautiful, even if he abolished these two arms today, he would still show his male charm.

When Tan You returned with the cart, the boys were still working on the equipment.

It got out of the waste dump, but after so long, it moved two or three meters. Tan You glanced at him up and down. He was dressed very fashionable, and he looked like an intellectual college student.

I don’t know if my mind is good at studying. It seems that it’s not good to use common sense.

Tan You pushed the car over, then stood opposite him and bent down.

This was originally what she should do. The boys came to help. She definitely couldn't let others hum and hum.

However, she just raised this side with her hands, the boy not only did not tacitly agree with her to lift the equipment onto the trolley, but suddenly withdrew his hand.

"Boom" made a sound.

"What are you doing?" The boy glared at her, "You put it down!"

Yo, it's pretty fierce.

Tan You let go of his hand obediently, straightened up, looked at the boy, and then at the pretty girl standing next to him, curled his lips and smiled.

Okay, she got it. This matter of man's face.

Tan You left the cart in front of the boy, and walked aside very step by step, leaving enough space for the boy to display.

But the beautiful girl Wang Qi suddenly spoke, and it was the same sentence: "What are you doing?"

The voice is not high and cold, but the target is not her, obviously angry at the boys.

Tan You didn't look back. At this time, she had better hide and just take a break.

But the girl's next sentence made her unable to hide.

"Apologize to her." There was a loud voice.

Tan You turned his head, the girl's willow eyebrows frowned, and her autumnal eyes were matched with an angry expression, which was unique and beautiful.

Tan You was a little surprised. In these two contacts, the girl made her feel very easy to get along with. Even she joked with her name smoothly and smoothly, and she kept playing with her again and again.

But then I thought about it again. The first time I saw this girl, it was outside the supermarket on a rainy day. The girl was full of guard, like a frozen hedgehog, so people dare not approach.

This contradictory look reminded her of a person.

☆Chapter 5

Zhang Ming is very incredible.

He didn't feel that he had done anything that "needs an apology", and one was a porter who came to pull the goods, and the other was a junior who worked and studied together. Anyway, Xing Jiaxin should be closer to him.

But now, Xing Jiaxin unexpectedly asked him to apologize to an outsider?

Zhang Ming glanced at the porter not far away, and the porter lowered his head as if it had nothing to do with him.

Zhang Ming looked at the goddess again, Xing Jiaxin still had the same expression and the same tone, and repeated: "Apologize to her."

Zhang Ming couldn't help it anymore, he raised his voice and said, "What's your apology?"

Fortunately, Jiaxin is justified and well-founded: "She is kind to help you, even if you don't appreciate it, the attitude is very poor."

"Obviously I am here to help her?" Zhang Ming raised his hand and patted the equipment at his feet, with a "bang".

Xingjia frowned in disgust.

The expression of disgust was so obvious that Zhang Ming panicked.

He was only emotional for a while, he hadn't forgotten the purpose of his coming here, he was here to make a good impression on the goddess, not to attract the goddess' disgust.

He opened his mouth and was about to speak when Xing Jiaxin suddenly waved his hand and said, "I don't need your help anymore, you can go back."

"Senior Sister," Zhang Ming said quickly, "No, no, I didn't mean that."

Xing Jiaxin ignored him, she walked to him and suddenly took off her coat.

Inside the beige coat was a beautiful white lace dress. Fortunately, Jiaxin looked up and threw the high-quality coat on a shabby chair nearby.

Then she raised her hand to tie up the scattered long hair, and with the neat movements, bursts of nice floral and fruity scents penetrated Zhang Ming's nostrils, making him startled.

After that, Xing Jiaxin finished tying her hair and went to pull the cart left by the porter. Gu Lulu, Gu Lulu, pulled to the waste.

Then he bent down and piled the waste onto the car in silence.

Zhang Ming regrets that his intestines are all blue.

Where is the goddess who should do this kind of dirty work, the goddess must have pulled him into the blacklist.

Zhang Ming wanted to make amends. Just after taking two steps, Xing Jiaxin suddenly turned and pointed at him, as if she had a sense of induction, "You, go."

Zhang Ming read the hidden meaning from her eyes. If you don't leave, don't blame me for being polite.

Zhang Ming didn't know what Xing Jiaxin's impoliteness was like, but he was unwilling to take such a risk.

Zhang Ming turned around and walked out of the warehouse, thinking of the postcard still lying in his bag, heartbroken.

Fortunately, Jiaxin tried her best to arrange things neatly so that they won't fall off when she pulls them later.

She didn't want anything else when she was immersed in her work, anyway, she had already taken off her coat and tied her hair.

She can't continue to let Tan You suffer alone because of the image problem.

"Okay." Tan You walked up to her, her voice unexpectedly soft, "Stop it."

Xing Jiaxin turned her head and glanced at her: "I can."

"I didn't say you can't." Tan You's voice was smiling, "I can't bear it."

Xing Jiaxin raised her head suddenly and stared at her straightly.

The word "reluctant" is so intimate.

Tan You's smile deepened, and his eyes were not evasive. He scornfully, with a hint of ridicule: "Such a beautiful girl is suitable for sitting in the office, doing research and writing papers."

"What about you?" Xing Jiaxin asked.

"I am what I am." Tan You bent down and hugged a piece that Xing Jiaxin couldn't move before, and put it firmly on the trolley.

When she was about to move the next piece, Xing Jiaxin put a hand on it, and, by coincidence, it was right on Tan You's finger.

Fortunately, her heart and body are cold, and her hands and feet are not hot in winter.

But Tan You Mingming dressed very thin, but like a small stove. Just touching my finger, it became hot, and instantly burned from the surface of the skin to the bottom of my heart.

Xingjia took her hand in a panic, Tan You raised her head and closed a smile, very sincerely: "Thank you, but you are really getting in the way here."

Fortunately, Jiaxin had to step back.

Fortunately, after a while, two renovating workers from the south came, and Uncle Cangguan called over and asked them to help remove the waste together.

Tan You put on his jacket, took the ticket holder from the front of the car, and asked Xing Jiaxin as he wrote: "The contact person and phone number over there."

Fortunately, Jiaxin was putting on her coat and was stunned.

Tan You raised his eyes to look at her, her mouth pursed.

Xing Jiaxin's coat was half-worn, her arm was exposed, her fingers turned around, and she didn't turn out an answer, her eyes panicked.

Tan You received the ticket holder and looked at her with her arms folded. Fortunately, Jiaxin didn't dare to look directly at her eyes and stared at her toes. After a few seconds, she suddenly raised her head: "I am a contact."

"Oh?" Tan You looked at her with interest.

"I will go with you." Xingjia said heartily.

Tan You's pen between his fingertips turned around, and finally pointed at Xing Jiaxin's arm: "The clothes are ready."

Xingjia's stunned movements resumed continuity, she hurriedly put on her clothes, and then followed Tan You.

Tan Youla opened the door and turned to her and said, "Go over there."

Fortunately, she walked around the front of the car with her heart, and Tan You opened the door for her from inside.

The peculiar smell from the truck came out, not good. Xing Jiaxin involuntarily sucked her nose and quickly got into the car.

Just about to sit down, Tan You said, "Wait a minute."

Xing Jiaxin bent over and pouted her ass. This posture was really ugly.

Tan You didn't look at her, Tan You took two pieces of paper and wiped the co-pilot's seat, which made Xing Jiaxin sit down. After the car started, Tan You skillfully turned the turntable and pulled the car out.

Fortunately, Xingjia wanted to see the man sitting next to her, but she was a little embarrassed.

In winter, in order to keep the car windows warm, there are only two of them in a small space. Within a few minutes, Xing Jiaxin doesn't feel the smell anymore.

The truck drove silently for ten minutes, and Tan You suddenly turned his head and glanced at her.

All the attention of Xing Jiaxin was on her, and she naturally caught this look immediately. She turned her head and stared at Tan You's profile: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Tan You raised his hand and rubbed his nose, "You smell good."

Xing Jiaxin laughed. She turned her head to face the car window and smiled for a long time. Then she suddenly opened the bag on her lap and asked Tan You: "Do you like the taste?"

"I like it." Tan You replied.

Xing Jiaxin took out the small perfume bottle: "This... I took it separately for convenience."

"Huh?" Tan You raised his eyebrows.

"You try?" Xing Jiaxin unscrewed the lid. "It's very clean."

"No, stop." Tan You looked at her, "Perfume?"

"Yeah." Xing Jiaxin was dazed, holding the small bottle in her hand.

"Do you see me like a perfumer?" Tan You laughed.

"You can use it as an air freshener." Xing Jiaxin said as she pressed down the nozzle, the fine mist scattered in the air, and the sweet floral and fruity fragrance became more intense.

"Ah..." Tan You frowned, "It's a waste."

"No waste." Xing Jiaxin put the small bottle on the front of the car.

Tan You looked at the transparent bottle that was refracted by the sunlight and was very surprised.

This kind of delicate, fashionable and bright thing basically does not exist in her world.

Just like the person sitting in her car now, let alone her daily life, there is very little that can be touched at work.

Tan You is very good at drawing boundaries, so that he can think about himself every day, set his own grade, and don't think about what he can't get.

She raised her hand and took the small bottle back, and then threw it into Xingjia's heart without hesitation: "I don't want it."

Xingjia was stunned: "Why?"

"I don't like it." Tan You had no expression.

"Oh." Xing Jiaxin grabbed the small bottle and silently put it back into the bag.

The car fell silent again, and Tan You focused on the road ahead, but the road was so easy to walk, she would not have a problem driving with one finger.

The girl next to her lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking, clutching her bag tightly in her hand, the straps were almost crumpled by her.

Tan You suddenly felt sad, she asked, "Listen to the song?"

"Listen." Xing Jiaxin replied quickly, her eyes gleaming when she looked up.

Tan You can't figure out why she is also a girl, why her eyelashes can be so long and curled, and the flutter and flutter can brush people's hearts.

She started music, and in order to take care of this special guest around her, she deliberately chose very tall light music.

The girl finally stopped rubbing the bag, Tan You turned his gaze back, and the destination was reached in less than three songs.

Moon Lake Villa, an already very complete high-end villa area, does not look like a place where she needs these things in her car.

Especially when the girl signed the entry slip and directed her to a single-family villa, Tan You stopped the car and fell into thought.

Xingjia got out of the car with a heartbeat and waved to her: "Here."

Tan You just touched the ground, and Xing Jiaxin planned to run out again: "I'll find someone to move things."

Tan You raised his hand and grabbed the strap of her bag.

Xing Jiaxin was taken a step backwards, and she looked at her with her big eyes fluttering.

Tan You frowned: "Do you want to move the goods here?"

Xing Jiaxin nodded.

"There are not only equipment, but also steel bars." Tan You said.

Fortunately, Jiaxin nodded.

"Move here and then?" Tan You persevered.

"Sell it." Xingjia was straightforward.

"I'll take care of it." Tan You turned his head and glanced at the villa, "The waste in the research institute needs to be disposed of, so this villa is a transit station?"

"Correct."

"Have you found the person who bought it?" Tan You knew what was in the car one by one.

"Not yet." Xing Jiaxin was very sincere.

Tan You's eyes lit up: "Then you think this is fine? I will help you find someone to buy this batch of goods for up to three days, and all will be cleaned up. You give me your reserve price, and I sell it, which is definitely higher than yours. The reserve price."

"I don't have a reserve price." Xing Jiaxin completely forgot the money she had put into the academy account for this batch of scraps. She was so happy that she had to pretend to be calm, so she had to lower her head and open her bag to turn over. Turn over, "You sell it, you can sell as much as you want."

The finger touched something hard, cold, and Xing Jiaxin pulled it out. It was the key to the villa.

She raised her head abruptly, Tan You was also looking down at her, her eyes met. Fortunately, Jiaxin felt that Tan You's expression was looking at a fool.

But she doesn't care, be stupid. She still remembers Tan You pointing her finger on her head and scolding her disgustingly: "Little fool."

When I was young, I felt sad, but now I think about it, like a candy lit by the sun, evaporating a sweet smell.

"Here." Xing Jiaxin passed the key in her hand, "You come here anytime."

Tan You's eyes were so incredible that she was about to eat her.

☆Chapter 6

Tan You has come into contact with all kinds of people, like Miss Wang Zengqi as stupid, without her education. With her education, Tan You knows this one.

It can't be regarded as acquaintance, and I don't know what happened, and they have a cooperative relationship by chance.

In order to make sure that the girl is not really stupid, Tan You asked: "Are you a doctor?"

The girl replied: "Yes."

Then he hurriedly added: "But I am young, about the same as you."

Tan You didn't know how the girl came to this "similar to you". In Tan You's view, she was far from the girl.

The girl's skin is as delicate as a boiled egg, but Tan You's is not.

The girl's eyes are as lingering as Wang Qiutan, and Tan You's eyes are like having finished the spring and summer of life. Stopping in this bleak autumn, a little bit of wind and grass can fall off all the luxuriant branches.

Tan You couldn't figure it out on the way back to the team, and couldn't figure out why this girl trusted her so much. Could it be because she opposed her when we met for the first time, and she helped her?

She also couldn't figure it out. She was an old fried dough stick who had been in the world for a long time. When she encountered this kind of silly order that could slaughter a lot of money, she actually spent almost 20 minutes explaining all the waste to the silly girl. After dealing with the doorway, I clarified my own extraction ratio, and finally asked: "You don't see too much. If you feel too much, I will lower it."

The girl lowered her head and swiped her fingers across her palms, and finally gave Tan You a value that was not clear with a calculator. She said, "Excluding the commission points for each link, I can add five more points to you."

Tan You didn't know what to say.

Now, what she thought was that maybe because the girl was so stupid, she became stupid along with her.

When the car drove back to the convoy, it happened to run into the captain. Her trip was considered a private job. Although it was common for her to work privately in the company occasionally, Captain Huang pretended to be high-minded and hated most people other than herself for doing public favors.

He raised his hand to signal Tan You to stop the car, and asked her with a cigarette, "Where did he go?!"

Tan You quickly took out the box of Ruanzhonghua from his pocket. He originally planned to smoke one and pass it over, but looking at the Huang team's posture of looking at the car diagonally, Tan You simply threw the cigarette out.

The yellow team received very neatly: "Yeah, you don't smoke by yourself, you still carry good cigarettes on your body."

"Others gave it." Tan You said, "Do you remember the captain, do you like to smoke this."

The yellow team immediately spit out the cigarette in his mouth and replaced it with one. He was busy lighting the cigarette and stopped looking at the car. He raised his hand and waved: "Stop now."

Tan You turned the steering wheel, quickly passed the person, and parked the car firmly in the line.

She came back a little late, and there was not a single bite left in the cafeteria, so she could only get a few cold siu mai, and ate all of it with hot water.

Not to mention the car in the team, even the company canteen exudes a smell of motor oil, Tan You is used to it, but she will immediately realize this problem once someone who does not belong to this world approaches.

For example, Wang Zengqi's girl, Tan You thinks of her, and he smells that good smell again, like a citrus garden.

Tan You raised his arm, wanting to smell the presence of what he had on his body, but the sniffles were almost coming down from the twitching nose, and he still couldn't get rid of the heavy smell of engine oil.

She shook her jacket, it was time to wash it.

Xing Jiaxin fell into a magical state.

Since reunited with Tan You, her life has followed a wonderful trajectory.

Many expectations were passed on in her head over and over again, and she chanted silently in her heart. She took some actions, but she never spoke to others.

But things actually moved in the direction she most desired.

It was like buying a lottery ticket to win a big prize. The prizes came one after another, which made her dizzy.

She wanted to see Tan You again, and Tan You showed up at the research institute. She wanted Tan You's contact information, and her phone number was reported to her ear unobstructed.

She wants to establish a relationship with Tan You again, even if this relationship does not have the basis of acquaintance before, or that it is better without such a basis.

She wants Tan You to know a new self, even with a false name and a false face...

Fortunately, Jiaxin’s finger points to her chin, and again and again, the TV series on the phone has been automatically played to the next episode, and the theme song in the headphones is used to listening, and the charming female voice sings a shy and sweet love mood... It sounds nice.

This is her newly added after-dinner activity, watching TV in the corner of the laboratory.

She has problems with her social skills, she knows it herself. It's just that on weekdays, such problems will not affect her life too much. She doesn't need to change, nor does she want to change.

But now, she opened the back door of the wall that hardly separated herself from the outside world, and she wanted to go straight to Tan You. Fortunately, Jiaxin hoped to find the most effective shortcut.

Fortunately, Jiaxin thinks it is a good way to learn these TV series that you don't usually watch.

Hot, hot, highly discussed, young people like it, and everyone yells.

That must be the interpersonal relationship that Tan You longs for...

Fortunately, Jiaxin not only reads the story, but also reads the barrage. The places where the barrage is brushed the most are the plots she wrote down in her small book and decided to try.

The demolition and reconstruction in the south are underway. Soon, the second batch of waste materials will be assembled. Fortunately, Jiaxin’s second chance has come.

She was cheering and nervous, and as usual, she asked Tan You in advance, and arrived at the warehouse early the next day to wait for her.

The car is still the orange truck, and the person is still the beautiful man with a little fish swimming with a smile, but just a change of coat. Fortunately, Jiaxin feels that Tan You is wearing a mid-length army green cotton uniform. It's really beautiful.

It looks better than what she thought in her head, better than the last time she saw it, and it looks better every day!

This time, Xing Jiaxin's preparations were more abundant. She specially bought a new insulated water cup and made a delicious tea. When she passed it through, Tan You was obviously stunned.

"What?" Tan You asked her, curling her lips.

"Drink water." Xin Jia said.

"No." Tan You lowered his head, and when he raised it again, his eyes sparkled with smiles, "Are you so close to people?"

"No." Xing Jiaxin told the truth.

"That is divided into two parts." Tan You pointed to himself, "I am the part you like."

Fortunately, Jiaxin felt that there was nothing wrong with what she said. It was obviously cold, but her cheeks were suddenly hot. She felt a little embarrassed when she wanted to nod her head. She paused, and only said "Hmm".

Tan You tilted his head: "Wait a minute."

She turned around and got into the car again, with a bunch of keys in her hand, and handed it to Xing Jiaxin.

"Huh?" The key was familiar, but Xing Jia didn't answer it.

"Didn't the last batch of goods have been processed, are you satisfied with the price?" Tan You bent slightly and looked at her with a smile.

"Satisfied." Xing Jiaxin answered quickly.

"Then our cooperation can continue." Tan You said, "This time I will contact the buyer directly after loading the goods, and pull it in place at one time, so there is no need to run back and forth at the transfer station. Thank you for your trust in me and return the key to you. "

Xing Jiaxin extracted an important message from a long string of words: the connection between her and Tan You was broken for a short while.

She stared at the bunch of keys, unhappy.

Tan You shook the key chain again: "Don't worry, I have experience last time, this time the speed will only be faster and the price will not be less."

Fortunately, Jiaxin felt that if she hesitated any longer, Tan You would definitely think of another place, so she had to raise her hand to receive the key, and reluctantly raised her hand and threw it into the bag.

Tan You smiled and turned to walk to the place where the waste was put. Xing Jiaxin won't let her move this time, she ran over, holding a water cup and hanging behind Tan You like a small tail.

"Don't worry, don't worry." She shouted repeatedly.

Tan You looked back at her: "What's the matter?"

"I called the workers to move, and they will be there soon." Xing Jiaxin leaned close to her, "You can direct it."

Tan You stopped. She looked at Xing Jiaxin, her expression on her face was a little serious for a while: "Our freight charges include transportation fees."

"Money will not be less for you." Xing Jiaxin said quickly.

"Then how much money can you make this trip?" Tan You pointed at the pile of waste.

"Money is not important." Xingjia slipped smoothly.

Counting the last trip, she made three hundred yuan. This time, excluding the money to find porters, she probably made a negative one hundred yuan.

Money is really not important, but after slipping away, Xing Jiaxin promptly felt something was wrong.

Isn't her relationship with Tan You now based on money?

Fortunately, Jiaxin opened her mouth, and before she could speak again, Tan You asked, "Then what is important?"

This is Tan You who Xing Jiaxin is familiar with, and Tan You who is also strange to her.

There is a bit of ferocious expression like this, the tone is plain but inexplicably threatening, which is often present on the face of fifteen-year-old Tan You.

But unlike then, Tan You now has such emotions, as if the reasons are completely different.

She is no longer the chivalrous breath of Secondary Two, no longer ignorant and brave. She is contaminated with fireworks and irritable doubts. Fortunately, Jiaxin doesn't know how to answer.

At this time, the best way is to divert attention.

Xingjia thought of the plot she had memorized in her small notebook, and she made a decisive decision and slipped her feet up.

This is an ice-breaking slip, a slip that will spin and jump with slow motion, a fall that will never fall, the next second, when the heroine opens her eyes, she