Is President Lu Bankrupt Today?

"What does this mean?" Lu Jingxi looked at Cenxi puzzledly.

Cen Xi shook his head: "Nothing."

She really didn't think Lu Dog was easy.

Lu Jingying forgot her, and for this year, she felt that it had been a long time, and sometimes she felt aggrieved when she remembered it.

But Lu Jingxuan suffered such grievances for thousands of years.

Only one person remembers a relationship, it is really difficult.

Therefore, she always thinks that Lu Jingying has endured it for thousands of years. Is she still afraid of these three years?

Think of it this way, there will be a lot less grievances, and more distressed.

Because she felt this feeling now, she knew how painful, uncomfortable and lonely Lu Jingying was at that time.

"Come on, go to the ancient street you said." Cen Xi said, walking a few steps forward, and found several directions, he turned back and asked, "Where to go?"

Lu Jingyi took two steps forward, put her hand on Cen Xi's head, and turned her head in the direction, "This way."

"Oh."

Lu Jingyi smiled, watching Cen Xi walking forward, and followed.

*

The afternoon sun is not dazzling. It shines warm on the body. Cen Xi hasn't played in the street like this for a long time. Like the wild horse that has been taken off, Ladu can't hold it. Full of curiosity.

Lu Jingying already carried a lot of bags in his hands. Cen Xi came all the way and bought a lot of things.

"Oh! What's that?" Cen Xi saw another shop, and the decoration outside was very special. The door was made like a postcard. Cen Xila landed and walked forward. "Go and see."

auzw.com "You slow down." Lu Jingyi shook his head helplessly and followed Cen Xi to the door of the store.

Cen Xi looked inquisitively from the window. There were no guests in it. Cen Xi opened the door and went in.

On the wall, on the table, are all postcards filled with words.

Cen Xi looked surprised all the way.

It turned out to be a postcard shop. There are a lot of postcards with a sense of time and some special stationery.

After asking the clerk, I realized that this shop is special.

You can write postcards or mail them here, and you can choose when to send them.

Some people will write to themselves ten years later and ask the boss to send the letter ten years later.

Some people will write to the partner after the break up, and ask the boss to send the letter on the anniversary of the two.

There are also people who choose to write what they dare not say on a postcard, and then paste it on the wall, hoping to see this way to make the other person see less brave themselves.

Every postcard is a story, and every letter carries a feeling.

Listening to the clerk's introduction, Cen Xi was touched.

She asked the clerk for some postcards, walked to the table, and sat down.

"To whom?" Lu Jingxi came over, glanced at Cenxi, and asked.

Cen Xi clutched his postcard, and mysteriously said, "You control who I send to. This is my privacy. You are not allowed to peek. You are far away from me."

Lu Jingxi frowned slightly, unhappy, glanced at the clerk, and asked for some postcards.

Seeing Lu Jingye sitting at the other end of the long table with a few postcards, Cen Xi couldn't help but ask, "Who did you write to?"

"This is my privacy. I hope Miss Cen will not ask questions." Lu Jingxi replied.