Prosperity Beauty Live Room

The voice on the other end of the phone fell, except for the tumultuous background music on the dance floor, there was no sound near the table where Sheng Yan was.

The small waist who has always been the most rhythmic, and the crazy doki did not speak. If the opposite of the phone is a man, or Sheng Yan can appear less depressed when calling, perhaps they will follow.

But this is very different.

First, the person who called Sheng Yan was a woman.

Second, there is a story between them.

Third, the other party just confessed to her.

Even if modern society is very open, but related topics related to coming out, in the public, it is more like a topic that is too private and unsuitable to touch.

Everyone realizes that this is a shocking melon.

Seeing that Feng Linwan looked down at his hand that was shaking the dice, his eyes were so deep that he was thinking about whether or not to end this "golden right hand" career.

In the end, Sheng Yan spoke first:

"I'll go to the bathroom first, and you continue."

As soon as she picked up the phone and stood up, Doki and Xiao Ai had automatically retracted into their seats, and unanimously made way for her.

Sheng Yan left the party table, adjusted the phone mode to the handset, put it to her ear, and walked towards the bathroom with her feet, and then she seemed to have not heard the two confession just now, and she began to fill in her own words:

"Sorry, I was playing a game with my friend just now—"

"I know." Han Yuming answered her and said to her, "I'm serious."

Sheng Yan called her because of the game.

Her answer was not a game.

Sheng Yan lowered her eyes and became quiet again.

In a noisy bar, you need to turn the volume to the maximum when you make a phone call, otherwise it is difficult to tell what the opposite person is saying.

When it was quiet, it was difficult for even the person on the other side to figure out the emotions, and there were noisy voices in his ears.

Amid the noise, Sheng Yan walked into the bathroom, and the noise outside was finally cut off a little.

She just wanted to speak and say something to end the call. Suddenly she caught the music in the receiver that was delayed for half a second, and she twisted her brows, and Sheng Yan said sharply:

"You are also in the bar"

Han Yuming acquiesced: "Yeah."

Sheng Yan stood near the sink, looked up at herself in the mirror, and said to the other party: "Are you following me or..."

Han Yuming was quiet for a while before answering her: "Sorry, I didn't want to do anything."

Just want to see you.

If it weren't for Sheng Yan's phone call, perhaps Han Yuming would only give out the glass of milk tonight, and then do nothing extra.

Sheng Yan looked at her face reflected in the mirror and noticed the gaze of other women applying makeup nearby. Suddenly she raised her hand and hung up the phone, turned and pushed the door and walked out.

...

the other side.

Han Yuming listened to the hung up phone, held the phone to her ear for a long time, finally took the phone down and put it back on the desktop. She rubbed the rim of the ugly cocktail glass she ordered with the light in her eyes. It went out slowly.

She moved her lips and silently read the poem that Sheng Yan had just read with her.

After being tempered in countless worlds, she is now better than ordinary people in terms of physique and memory, not to mention listening to the retelling, even the teacher in class many years ago, as long as she thinks, she can recall clear and direct.

Han Yuming turned his head and looked at the table Sheng Yan was at before. Her friends had already played the game again.

Only she was not there.

Han Yuming watched in silence for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and picked up the terrible glass of wine in his hand. When he was about to finish drinking, a figure suddenly approached in front of him.

Standing still at her table.

Han Yuming noticed the man's clothes at the end of his eyes, and he was shocked for a moment, and then immediately looked back at the person in front of him.

Before she could make any response, the person leaned down-came up close, leaned close to her, pressed her index finger slightly against her chin, and raised her head.

Han Yuming suppressed his uncomfortable instinctive reaction and raised his head slightly following the opponent's movements, the surprise in his eyes rippled:

"you……"

Sheng Yan was the first to win her voice: "What did you tell me just now?"

Han Yuming choked his breath.

Sheng Yan squinted her eyes, got closer to her, and suddenly laughed, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were filled with squiggly beauty, the feeling of charm is so natural, like a fox fairy who has been cultivated for thousands of years.

With a half-ridiculous tone in her tone, she sighed softly with Han Yuming and sighed:

"Mr. Mei, this is not like you. I remember you used to open your mouth for any line."

"It's been a long time since I haven't acted, have you regressed?"

Han Yuming heard her say this, the light in her eyes dimmed a lot, and it took a long time to hear her answer in a flat tone:

"I'm not acting, I don't have a script, I don't know what to say to be less dumb."

"Stupid" Sheng Yan visibly raised half of her brow, expressing her surprise with her expression.

She said: "This word has nothing to do with you. Twenty mission worlds, even if you count the reality, I don't seem to have seen you stupid."

Han Yuming carefully met her eyes, and said every word: "If it wasn't for the stupid method I used before, I wouldn't lose you."

When Sheng Yan heard her say this, her smile on her face stopped, she stood up straight, looked at Han Yuming condescendingly, and then took a long time:

"It has nothing to do with being smart or not."

Han Yuming stopped speaking.

She knows that there are still many problems between the two, and many misunderstandings have not been solved. Of course, because of the time issue, even if it is solved, the emotions that were hurt in the past can no longer be recovered.

Han Yuming thought that Sheng Yan would leave again after saying this.

She was even ready to watch the other person turn and leave again.

However, Sheng Yan asked unexpectedly:

"Why did you get younger and younger in the last few worlds of my mission"

Han Yuming didn't expect her to ask this question at all.

Sheng Yan can always surprise her.

After a few seconds of silence, Han Yuming said: "I don't know, I don't have my own consciousness in the final world, and human settings are projections of subconsciousness."

Sheng Yan bends her lips, the curvature of her lips is self-deprecating or clear. After a long while, she left a sentence to her:

"The truth is more beautiful than a lie."

After a few seconds, Sheng Yan slowly added:

"pity……"

She said: "Some things are past and can't go back."

Han Yuming looked at her silently, and when Sheng Yan was about to turn around and leave, he heard her say:

"You can go back."

Sheng Yan had already turned half of her body, heard her voice, turned back, folded her arms, and said to her: "What?"

Han Yuming looked at her seriously and said, "You can go back."

"As long as you want."

Sheng Yan: "..."

She heard herself replied indifferently: "No, I don't want to."

Then Sheng Yan quickly turned and left.

Leaving Han Yuming's eyes darkened again in the same place, he once again picked up the ugly cup of "first love" he had ordered before, staring at the green color for a long time.

Obviously it is a color that symbolizes the sour sentimental color of a green plum, but Han Yuming feels that this thing is like he has been hiding in his heart for a long time.

A bit of self-deprecating emotion flashed under her eyes, she looked at the glass of wine for five minutes, and then almost masochistically raised the glass to her lips, preparing to put this emotion that she could not get back to the original in the sun. Swallow it back into the stomach again.

Just at the time-

The waiter in the bar wandered around for a long time, looking for the table number, and it took a long time to come to her with a tray in amazement. He didn't seem to expect that there was someone at the table, wondering why he hadn't noticed before, and then he bowed to her. :

"Excuse me, this is your hot milk."

Han Yuming: "..."

She frowned slightly, perhaps because she was too serious, with a bit of an aura that no strangers should enter, so that the waiter questioned herself for a second, and said to her:

"Are you a guest at table 58"

"This was ordered to you when someone left before, and said it was for you in return."

Han Yuming said: "I see, let it go here."

The waiter sighed quietly, smiled at her, and withdrew with the tray.

Han Yuming looked at the cup of milky white drink, a slight smile appeared in his eyes after a long while, put down his wine glass, held the milk instead, drank it in one breath.

The sweet smell of milk is left on the tip of the nose.

...

The other side.

Sheng Yan walked out of the bar, blowing the cool night breeze towards her home, because she lived not too far from this street, she simply took a walk home.

The evening breeze dilutes the feasting and feasting smell on her body, and easily blows her mind sober and calm. Her gaze swept over the street side mobile phone film, trinkets, and fruit stalls, and then aimlessly. Past those billboards.

In the end, her lazy pace was stopped by a hand stretched over.

That hand is very beautiful, and Sheng Yan thought for a while it was the hand of an anime character she saw when she passed by someone else's house when she was a child.

She paused briefly.

Then he saw a flyer held in that hand.

A4 paper, black and white, the title is a line in red and bold:

The No. 1 main **** space has been accepted!

The characters are big and ugly, and it's a bit ugly. Sheng Yan thinks that maybe the brochures that engage in MLM distribution are better-looking than this advertisement.

She then turned her eyes away, followed the opponent's hand up, and saw a smiling face in her eyes.

At first glance, this person's facial features are not so outstanding.

However, when you look closely, it feels like a "willow shadow and flowers in another village", as if the person's face was covered with a layer of mist and was suddenly lifted, Sheng Yan only felt that the person's facial features were beautiful, and the temperament was extraordinarily delicate. .

Make people feel good at first sight.

Sheng Yan instinctively lowered her defense against this person, and when she heard the alarm bell sounded loudly in her mind, she took two steps back guarded.

The other party was aware of her defenses, and only smiled disapprovingly, speaking to her sincerely in a professional sales tone:

"Modern society is under increasing pressure, and housing prices are rising all the way. Do you feel that the income from only one job is a bit too powerful"

Sheng Yan thought about her live broadcast income, and politely declined:

"without thanks."

The other party perseveres and perseveres: "It seems that you have not encountered difficulties in income and treatment, but -"

"If you haven't met now, it doesn't mean that you won't have it in the future. It doesn't mean that you will have enough food and drink in this life. Doesn't it mean that you can still be so happy in the next life. Learn about our part-time job?"

"From life to death, whether it's reincarnation or permanent employment, this job can provide permanent protection. Do you want to think about it?"

If Sheng Yan heard this before, her first reaction would be to call the police.

Uncle police, there is a cult here.

But now...

She didn't accept the ugly flyer, but looked up at the person in front of her, and said after a long while:

"Where did I hear your voice, have we seen it before?"

As soon as the other party heard her say this, he immediately retracted the flyer, and by the way made a panic action like a chest protector with both hands.

Just listen to the girl saying: "I, I, I, I have a partner, don't hook up with people like this, I will be shy"

Sheng Yan: "..."

The other party's actions, still this strange logic, coupled with the untimely excitement in the words, made Sheng Yan's head suddenly covered with black lines.

However--

"Hua Bai He"

Sheng Yan tentatively called out the name of the person.

After all, talking can make people choking silently, and there are not many guys who don't know what to do today.

When she shouted her identity, Hua Baihe tilted her head immediately, then stuffed the flyer in her arms into her arms, and said to her:

"Anyway, you can only meet when you are destined in life. Consider my job."

After speaking, she turned around and slipped away.

Sheng Yan was left holding the huge and ugly a4 paper in place, at a loss.

After a long time, she finally remembered and asked the system:

"222, is your boss so headstrong?"

The system 222 babbled for a long time, and only replied: "This system has insufficient authority and cannot be evaluated."

Sheng Yan: "..."

She stood there for a long time before remembering that she wanted to go home. The excitement of playing games with her friends before, and the ups and downs when she was on the phone with Han Yuming, all the complications were blown away by the magical pen of Hua Baihe. NS.

Sheng Yan returned home with some dumbfounded crying and laughter. After taking a shower, she saw the flyer that she had taken back. She smiled helplessly, and sat on the sofa to complain:

"It's just such ridiculous propaganda. If she is seen by the city management, she will definitely be fined."

System 222 sincerely excuses its boss: "Impossible, the city management can't see her."

Sheng Yan: "..." Okay, your headquarters is awesome.

"Well, but it's true that she is not proficient in business. Anyway, she should also leave a contact information on it. It's just a pie, and I don't want to think about what if my heart is really moved," Sheng Yan said jokingly.

This time, before 222 could answer, Sheng Yan saw that the ordinary a4 paper in front of her suddenly lit up, and then all the words on it disappeared, and the paper suddenly changed its appearance, becoming a projection frame.

Then, similar to movie special effects, a new line appeared out of thin air:

"Whether to accept pre-job training"

Sheng Yan, who saw this cool special effect and spicy chicken promotion: "..."

After a while, she slowly said to 222: "I was arrogant, disrespectful, disrespectful."

222 saw her reacting like this, but didn't answer her.

It was only secretly thinking that the thing left by the main **** Hua Baihe could change after sensing Sheng Yan's inner thoughts.

so……

Does Sheng Yan really want to work?

Sheng Yan didn't know 222's thoughts, so she tried to communicate with the black technology: "Yes"

Immediately afterwards, a new line of content appeared on the water curtain: "Select the system 018 mission content as a reference, welcome to the mission experience of 018——"

Sheng Yan was stunned for a moment.

When she was mad, the huge attraction on the paper came and sucked her whole person into the world in the paper.

She opened her eyes, got up from the bed, and sat blankly for a long time, without realizing what her state was.

After a long pause, she remembered something, got out of bed and went to the mirror to see what was reflected in it.

Immediately afterwards, Sheng Yan stiffened into a dead quail in front of the mirror.

At the same time, she heard a voice in the void asking her:

"Want to try a different life?"

...

Same city.

Han Yuming's house.

She went to the bar all night and only drank a glass of milk from start to finish. When she came back, she was still cold and cold.

However, as soon as she walked into the house, she noticed two breaths in the house that she had deliberately noticed.

Han Yuming approached and saw Hua Baihe Tongying sitting on the sofa and watching TV.

She was silent for a few seconds before she asked:

"Didn't you go back to handle official business?"

Hua Baihe raised his hand and waved: "I adjusted the ratio of the tuned space to the time flow rate here, and I will come back to help you chase your wife for thousands of miles. Don't thank me, my name is Lei Feng."

Han Yuming: "...may I ask, what have you done?"

Hua Baihe was obsessed with soap operas and poked Ying Fan next to him without looking back.

Ying interpreter Jihan answered her publicly: "You participated in an experience sharing activity before, allowing all systems and task personnel to do tasks based on your experience. We copied a copy of the promotional material and gave it to Sheng Yan."

Han Yuming's face appeared a little stunned: "It's not that it can't be spread..."

Ying Fan smiled slightly and replied: "If she agrees to become an employee, it won't be considered a rumor."

Han Yuming: "..."

She thought, she now somewhat understands how her two bosses' super-high task completion rates came about.

Leaning on the fringe of Sao's operation, crazy temptation.

After being quiet for a while, Han Yuming said: "Then what if she disagrees"

Hua Baihe sighed.

"Then I can only painfully accept the fact that I have an employee who can't get married."

Han Yuming: "..."

This said as if he was already dead.

As if perceiving that her breathing has become heavy, Hua Baihe thought of the fact that there are scarce employees in the space, and finally awakened her conscience of caring for her subordinates, and moved her eyes away from the TV that had turned into an advertising moment, and said to her:

"We can talk about something happy and look forward to a better future."

She asked: "For example, did you gain anything at the bar tonight?"

Han Yuming was like a saw-mouthed gourd, and it took a long time to reluctantly say:

"I drank a glass of milk."

Hua Baihe: "..."

Huabaihe: ""

She had some difficulty connecting with the brains of her employees: "Then what?"

Han Yuming thought for a while and emphatically emphasized: "She gave me some of them."

Hua Baihe tried to understand the operation of ordering milk for the object in the bar, and issued a torture from the depths of his soul:

"You drank too much, she couldn't stand it, she took the initiative to give you something"

Han Yuming was silent for a while, and replied, "I think she drinks a lot with her friends, so she ordered a glass of milk for her, and she also ordered a glass for me when she left."

Hua Baihe: "..."

She turned her head and said correspondingly: "I want to cry after hearing this..."

Ying Fan nodded, expressing agreement.

Hua Baihe shook his head, and said, "It's so obvious that I can tell you. When it's over, I can't see the hope of love sparks."

What's more sad is that her poor employee has learned to find sugar paper in the **** of the blade, ignoring all the preconditions, self-comforting, and out of context only choosing the part that the other party responds to him.

When she said that, she took up Ying Fan's hand, clasped her fingers with each other, and sighed from the bottom of her heart: "I knocked myself."

A faint smile appeared on Han Yuming's lips. He didn't feel discouraged when he heard her say this. He just quietly moved away from the two lovers who exuded sweet light and returned to his room.

When taking the clothes into the bathroom to wash, Han Yuming remembered the way the other party was chanting the poem to himself clearly.

Immediately afterwards, it came to mind that after returning to the correct world line, panting and knocking on the other side's door, only one sentence later came:

"Han always thinks too much. I don't have any other characteristics. I'm very cheeky and heartless."

If she really doesn’t bother to take care of herself, the cup of milk that hasn’t been moved, she won’t think about giving it back to herself, right?

Han Yuming has never wanted a person to be consistent.

That way, the hopeless hope in my heart will not be completely destroyed.

In the sound of splashing water, Han Yuming closed his eyes, and another sentence echoed in his ear:

"Some things are past and can't go back."

Han Yuming moved his lips and spit out another answer:

"I didn't want you to go back."

How can the hardships you have endured pass so easily?

I can't easily erase them myself.

I just think……

"A new beginning, can it?"

It is those of us who once made us today. You don't want to forget the traces of pain. I will always respect your choice.

But, would you like to give me another chance to accompany me again?

The author has something to say: Today’s author has nothing to say, let’s see Yanyan.