time-limited addiction

Domestic noon time.

When Shen Jing wakes up, the first thing she does is habitually touch the pillow to look for her phone.

Leaning on the head of the bed and yawning lazily.

Check the call history.

Zhuang Ming, it's been 2 hours since I called.

Why did she talk to Zhuang Ming for so long when she was drunk last night?

Will Zhuang Ming's robot chat with her?

I didn’t think much about it, maybe I just pressed randomly and no one was killed.

Shen Jing didn't remember what happened in the middle of the night, not even a little bit.

Mr. Shen was having lunch and watched her come down from upstairs.

It was the Zhou family's car that took her back in the early morning, so she knew who it was without even thinking.

She has to leave for work.

Mr. Shen called people to stop.

"Still grinding him."

Shen Jing turned around and went back to the house. She didn't understand what Mr. Shen was referring to, so she smiled and said, "I'm grinding something."

Mr. Shen snorted, "Grinding a piece of hard iron."

Shen Jing reached out and sucked a carton of milk, "Wouldn't it make me bald if I kept grinding it for a while?"

After talking nonsense, Mr. Shen laughed angrily.

"Eat before you go, don't worry about being late."

Shen Jing waved goodbye, "Uncle Jiu deducted 600 yuan from me this month. He is evil-hearted."

What day is it today? She has already been late for 6 days. Although 600 yuan is not much, it is all evidence of her laziness.

But she was capable, so Mr. Shen only ordered the company's management to give her a small punishment in this way.

During the six months that Shen Jing has been in the company, she has a lot of creative ideas, and the projects she takes over are basically profitable.

Mr. Shen had been planning for a few days. Even though someone was cheating on her behind her back, after thinking about it, she did well in the assessment, but Mr. Shen chose to ignore it and planned to give her a promotion to make her happy.

The little manager entertained her so much that she only asked Xie Qinyang to come to the restaurant.It's autumn and the weather is cool.

I still heard the news that Zhou Lüchen was getting married, and it was not as hyped as expected.

Shen Jing could only say congratulations.

If she hadn't received the invitation, she would have saved a lot of money. Otherwise, she wouldn't know how much money to give to her ex.

During the Double Ninth Festival, the season changed, and the climate became very dry. Grandpa's cough became more severe. After being transferred to several hospitals and throwing away a lot of money, the old man got slightly better and started to make plans to go home.

The age with half a foot in the coffin, the coming and going of autumn, and the recovery from minor coughs and illnesses are extremely slow.

It becomes more serious in winter.

Taking advantage of her free time at work, she spent a lot of money to buy prayer lamps for her grandfather and grandmother, and went to a temple in the western suburbs for meditation with only her laptop.

It is said that sincerity leads to wisdom.

Fast and abstain from lust for seven days.

Shen Jing knelt down devoutly from the first step to the 13th floor, took the prayer lamp from the abbot's hand, entered the temple, and continued to kneel down.

She didn't bring any winter clothes. The sudden change of seasons made Kyoto extremely cold, so Shen Jing could only ask Uncle Liang to send clothes.

The person who came was not Uncle Liang, but Sun Qiyan.

Looking at the man standing at the foot of the temple steps, she hid her hands behind her back in confusion, "You have something to do in Kyoto?"

Sun Qiyan raised the bag in his hand and said, "I'll give you some clothes."

"sorry to bother you."

"Come to see you. They all say that you live in the mountains and have become a nun. I have to come and see if you are a tonsured nun or an unshaved nun."

As a joke, Sun Qiyan kept staring at her eyes, trying to see if she had any signs of sadness.

Zhou Luchen was getting married. Sun Qiyan only found out this morning and was secretly discussing it in the circle. He was afraid...

He was afraid that the people in front of him would be sad, so he just wanted to come and take a look.

She was surprisingly calm and elegant, smiling sweetly as she bit into a pear. The fireworks from the temple were lingering behind her, and there were occasional pilgrims coming and going to visit the mountains. In the crowd of three or two, she was wearing a simple gray T-shirt. It made her lose her color.

Sun Qiyan withdrew his gaze and stepped towards her across the steps.

"Go in and talk."