A city on the east side a thousand kilometers away. At the same time, the sky here became much darker, with thousands of neon lights on the streets and traffic.

A black car drove out of the elevated building around the city, turned the steering wheel sharply, and turned two large bays, and directly entered the underground garage of a community...

Wang Mo untied his seat belt and grabbed the wallet and uniform jacket placed in the passenger seat. He stepped out of the car and stretched his waist, and the giggling sound of bone stretching sounded in his eardrums...

Wang Mo is a salesperson in a real estate company. He has been working for three years and has not achieved much in his career. His monthly salary is very little left after paying his mortgage. He usually invites friends to have dinner, travel on holidays, and living expenses, so he can barely be self-sufficient.

But today Wang Mo went to the Human Resources Department to receive a new badge. The employee number on the badge was reduced from the last five to the last three, which means that he entered the management level.

‘NO:0155’

I couldn't help but take a look at the number of the breastplate embedded in the chest of the uniform, and felt inexplicably fulfilled.

This is a new beginning. For Wang Mo, a young man who has no family background or education in a prestigious university, it is a milestone, a directional mark, and a transcript.

In the past three years after graduation, Wang Mo posted posters and sent flyers in the publicity department; he set up a publicity station in the marketing team, and went to more than 100 township markets to conduct cultural performances and publicity;

He printed documents for the marketing station, served as security for the property management, and even sent a hand to his leader through the toilet...

God rewards hard work. Looking at the "report card" with honors in front of you, it seems that all the efforts are worth it.

The elevator thundered straight up and pushed open the door. Wang Mo's mother had prepared the meal. The dining table was filled with mist and the glass door of the kitchen was full of water droplets.

"Why did you come back?"

My mother complained, she pulled off her apron simply and roughly, and didn't bother to eat. She dragged the sound waiting at the door and rushed out in a hurry.

Before leaving, I did not forget to remind me: "After eating, I washed the dishes and chopsticks, don't rely on me to come back to clean up for you..."

"Mom, are you going to dance square dance again?"

"Nonsense!" Mom looked back and brought it to the door with a bang.

He shrugged helplessly, Wang Mo washed his hands and had a meal. At this moment, his phone suddenly trembled.

"Hey, have you eaten?"

Looking at the text sent by the girl on WeChat, Wang Mo smiled and put down his chopsticks and replied to her message as soon as possible.

The moonlight outside the window is charming and clear, with stars dotted. Under the same starry sky, two lonely souls are colliding, which is the brightest light under this night sky.

"Princess, let me tell you that I will be promoted to the marketing department manager today."

"Is that so? Congratulations!"

"I will meet in two weeks. I'll prepare a gift for you to celebrate my promotion."

"It's rare that you have this filial piety... but don't be too expensive, otherwise I'll be afraid."

"Fear?"

"Yes! I'll worry that you want to fuck me"

"Uh..., not necessarily?"

“…”

...

In the university cafeteria in northern cities, a beautiful and beautiful girl lies on her dining table, her face reflecting the light of the mobile phone screen.

"Yes, I'm worried that you want to fuck me!"

Zhao Qian said, her face filled with sweetness, and she casually took a piece of potato chip from the plate and put it in her mouth.

"Uh..., that's not necessarily true!" The other party replied with such a string of words.

Zhao Qian, who was sucking her fingertips, choked, rubbed her saliva-sticking fingers on her clothes, and shouted angrily on WeChat: "Damn! What do you mean?"

"I also have an aesthetic view, not all kinds of girls can like it!" he said.

"Yohe? You have just become a leader for one day and you have started to expand! Still aesthetic? Let me tell you, I'm so ugly!"

After Zhao Qian said that, she attached an angry expression, but the face outside the silver screen of the mobile phone always maintained a peaceful smile, even brighter.

"How can I not know if you are ugly or not? I have seen your photos!"

After the other party said that, he asked again: "Your photos are not yours, right?"

"Haha, the photo is p."

...

Zhao Qian was giggling at her phone, and suddenly bursts of flowers filled the air.

When she turned around, she saw Zhang Meimei standing behind her at some point, holding roses in her arms, stretching her neck to peek at their chat screen.

"Ah! Daqian, who is this? Are you chatting with him so excitedly?"

"Mediating on other people's business!" Zhao Qian glared at Zhang Meimei, tucked her phone. She raised her eyes again and saw that there was someone following Zhang Meimei, who was her little boyfriend.

Chen Dalu politely smiled at Zhao Qian, put his arms around Zhang Meimei's shoulder, and said gentlemanly: "I'm having my birthday today. I'll invite my classmates to dinner later. If it's convenient, let's go together?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qian looked at the lunch box on the table and looked at Zhang Meimei, who was leaning against others in Chen Dalu's arms.

"Will you tell me earlier when there is a dinner party? I'll waste my meal card!"

...

Zhao Qian is not reserved when going out for dinner with a group of unfamiliar classmates. She is easy-going and extroverted, but she likes this kind of excitement. Because she is following her best friend to eat and drink, it has long become Zhao Qian's normal life in this university.

Eat, drink, have fun, and sing and dance to bring peace.

There are many boys who are attentive and pleased to Zhao Qian in their birthday parties, and they try to show their kindness to Zhao Qian. However, Zhao Qian is relatively sleek and can always find a way to deal with it without any politeness.

It was not until the party was over that several students rushed back to school in a hurry before the dormitory manager locked the door.

Like many people's college life, Zhao Qian has best friends here, interested clubs, admirers, borrowed books that have not been returned, and express parcels that have not been picked up by express stations...

But she will still feel lonely!

Maybe it's just a loneliness in my heart. Is that man who enshrines her so much female feelings really worth going thousands of miles away?...

Before returning to the dormitory, Zhang Meimei and Chen Dalu hugged each other and kissed each other passionately, and were reluctant to leave. On the 20-meter tree-lined path downstairs of the dormitory building, such food sprinkling is performed every night. The flowers are full of the moon, and the air is filled with the rotten smell of hormones rising.

"Ah...! Ms. Zhang Meimei, how long will you hold? Sister Zhang is about to lock the door!"

Zhao Qian urged impatiently, thinking, since they are so greedy, why should they come back? The hotel signs in front of the school are bigger than each other, and the promotional price is more economical than each other. Isn’t it just for the hungry group like you?

Zhang Meimei licked her lips with unsatisfactory feelings, and finally pulled her back to the dormitory under Zhao Qian's drag, but she couldn't help but complain on the way.

"Daqian, can you die by going back to the dormitory by yourself?"

"I'll go! If I hadn't forgotten to bring the key and the other two beloved concubines were not here, would you think I wanted to put it there as a light bulb for you?"

Zhao Qian rolled her eyes at Zhang Meimei, and after speaking, she carried the flowers in her arms over and kicked the door: "Open the door!"

While Zhang Meimei took out the key to open the door, Zhao Qian fell into a state of Shenyao with the rose in her hand.

She seemed to see a door with a bright white light open in front of her eyes. A young man in a clean white shirt walked towards him with flowers in his hands. Behind him was a white halo, dazzling and dreamy...

Zhao Qian subconsciously closed her eyes and sniffed it, and the fragrance of roses was intoxicating.

When Zhang Meimei walked into the dormitory, she threw her backpack onto the bed, and turned around to get the flowers, she saw Zhao Qian who was far away and full of suspicion.

He pulled Rose away, looked at the stunned woman in front of him with a weird look and asked, "Daqian, what are you doing?"

"Ah? Oh, nothing..." Zhao Qian cleaned up her mind and scratched her neck, but she still couldn't help laughing.

Will he buy flowers for me?

Zhao Qian thought so in her heart.

After washing up, the first thing I did when I lay in the embroidery bed was to send a WeChat message to the strange man:

"Hey! Are you asleep?"

"No, I'm waiting for you to say good night to me." The other party replied.

"Is that so? If I don't say good night, will you not sleep?"

"Yeah! Don't sleep..."

...

There are many things you will say in your life, and you will never know how many of them are vows and promises.

Because many vows only grow in the other person's ears.

The strange man would never know that at this moment, a place that Zhao Qian could not see in her heart trembled in vain. It was like the breaking of a string, causing ripples in the depths of her heart.

In early summer nights, the coolness alternates, and the dew on the windows is thick and thick, forming a net, the moonlight cannot penetrate, and the longing cannot spread.

Their love is filled with mist and hidden at this time! It is the flood that accumulates, the rain that is waiting for momentum, and the flowers that are budding in June...
Chapter completed!