To my favorite Wen Liang

Chapter 310 Make a Mosaic

"Have we met?"

"No, I've heard of your name and seen your photo." Lin Xun politely extended his hand, "I've heard of your name for a long time."

"It's easy to talk about." Han Twelve reached out and shook his hand.

The two seemed to be able to chat quite well, and soon had a pleasant discussion on art matters.

It is rare for Wen Liang to meet this kind of non-specialist, but very interested conversation. She forgot the time during the chat. It was not until around eight o'clock in the evening that her mobile phone rang, and she regained her senses. Seeing that the time had passed It was late, and it was Huo Dongming's call, so he immediately said hello and went out to answer the phone.

In a quiet corridor.

Only a few soft-colored lamps are left shining brightly.

"Hello? Dong Ming." She picked up the phone.

"Still at the company?"

"Yes."

"Well, I'll be right there, what do you want to eat?"

"You came here just once?" Wen Liang scolded coquettishly, but there was already a warm current in his heart, "It's so late, why did you come here again?"

"Miss you."

The man's simple and low words made her lose her mind for a moment, her fingers holding the phone were stiff, it took a long time to react and she laughed softly.For some reason, the white floor seemed to be painted with other colors at the moment.

Probably pink.

The loving kind.

"Then I'll wait for you in the rest area, Lin Xun and Twelve are also here."

"Got it, is it still the same?"

"Okay, same old."

The same old way.

It was one of the rare code words between him and her since college days.

A fried noodle and a simple bowl of egg soup—this was the must-have dinner for the two of them when he insisted on cohabiting with him and resisting the pressure at home, so he had almost no money. For 20 years, it has been a small shop from a small cart, and finally developed into a chain store.

The taste is as good as ever.

Just when Wen Liang missed the past, Huo Dongming came to the company.

He stopped in front of Wen Liang who was still in a daze, lowered his hands, and the white plastic bag waved in front of her.

"Hey, are you so fast?" Wen Liang regained consciousness.

"You can say that I can do anything, don't hurry." The man sat down beside her and put the fried noodles in her hand.

"...Hey, it's too yellow and too violent. I don't advocate purifying the living environment now. It can't be too dirty."

"Make a mosaic."

Wen Liang almost spit out the mouthful she just ate. After she glanced at Huo Dongming resentfully, she swallowed seriously: "Tomorrow, I will apply for a mosaic on Mr. Huo's mouth."

Huo Dongming stretched out his hand, his knuckles bent slightly, and tapped on her forehead: "Eat."

"Understood, by the way, didn't you bring food for Lin Xun and Han Shier?"

"Ask someone to send it away."

"Ah."

As she ate, she couldn't help but look at the man beside her who was reading news with a mobile phone.

Make sense.

In this world where everyone has a smart phone, some people use it to watch videos and play games, but like Huo Dongming, when they are free, they just read the development history of various companies, or some first-line financial reports... probably in addition to stock trading There is no one who can become a crazy retail investor.

"I can't eat anymore." Wen Liang put down his chopsticks and wiped his lips.

"Is it enough to watch me?" The man put the phone back, took her chopsticks and noodles and started to eat.

"..."

Wen Liang pursed her lips and ignored him.

After a meeting.

Lin Xun and Han Twelve, who also finished their meal, came out of the office.

"Hey, Huo Dongming, the food you bought this time tastes really good, how much is it?"

"Five dollars."

"???" Han Twelve's eyes widened, and the word "fuck" almost changed from mouth shape to voice.

Seeing his surprised look, Wen Liang couldn't help laughing: "Why, look down on the roadside stalls."

"No, no, I want to poach this chef and go home to cook me noodles. You don't know, the chef in Lao Lu's house said it was five-star, but the dan dan noodles he made were not as delicious as Yu Weixun's." , it suffocated me."

"Actually, I can also cook." Lin Xun was a little emotional, "My mother often taught me to make this kind of noodles when I was young, but unfortunately, since she divorced my father, I have never eaten it with the taste of hometown. something."

until today.

This bowl of noodles evoked a lot of emotion in him.

"Then that's great, Lin Xun, I think you don't like to go home, and you probably don't have anything to keep at home, or you can move in and live with me in the future."

Lin Xun was taken aback for a moment, he pushed his glasses and looked at Wen Liang, as if asking for her opinion.Wen Liang nodded towards him, signaling him to make his own decision, and Han Twelve bragged in his ears about how many works of art he had collected at home, but Lin Xun responded, "That's fine, I'm living in a hotel now, only a little It's just clothes."

"Hotel? I remember I said that people in the company can apply for housing allocation. Why are you... also, you are not short of money." Wen Liang said halfway through, then changed the topic.

"It's convenient after all."

Lin Xun also answered with a smile.

after that.

Han Shier left the company with Lin Xun.

Wen Liang also followed Huo Dongming home.

Looking at the gorgeous neon.

For a moment, Wen Liang felt the word "alive", but it was nothing more than that.

See all the neon lights in the world, and read all the world's various states.

If I can have Huo Dongming to accompany me again.

is the best.

……

The next day.

In the back garden of the Tang family, Tang Mo and Huo Dongming set up a barbecue grill.

Wen Liang and Qiao Mumu followed Tang's father and Tang's mother, chatting and playing.

"Okay, Luoshui, you and Mumu have fun, I'll go in with your dad and get the ingredients out."

"Okay mom."

After the second elder left, Qiao Mumu approached her mysteriously: "Xiao Liangliang, I found that your relationship with the Tang family is getting better and better, have you figured it out?"

Wen Liang nodded: "Well, I figured it out, but you, when do you plan to marry my brother? I saw two days ago that he was already making invitations."

get married.

With Tang Mo.

Qiao Mumu froze for a moment, shook her head, subconsciously said "I don't plan to marry him yet", and quickly stopped and changed her words: "You and Colonel Huo are not married yet, why are you urging me?"

"Of course it's because Tang Mo is my elder brother. My younger sister is easy to marry when my elder brother gets married." Wen Liang joked.

"...I just want to fall in love with the male god." She stuck out her tongue.

"You don't intend to marry my brother?"

"I……"

"What are you talking about?"

Tang Mo's sudden appearance startled Qiao Mumu, she shook her head like a rattle, and almost taped the word "guilty" on her forehead.The man looked at Wen Liang suspiciously, and she shook her head: "It's nothing, bro, what did you bring to eat?"

"It's all what you like."

"It's us, it's obvious that Mu Mu likes it." Wen Liang looked around the food, got up and said, "I still count on Mr. Huo, you guys eat."

"Luoshui." Tang Mo felt helpless.

It's a pity that people have gone far away. As the saying goes, forgetting brother when you see sex, that's probably what it means.

Wen Liang left.

Qiao Mumu felt even more guilty, and seemed unable to adapt. She didn't even touch the food, and sat on the chair blankly.

"Did you say something about me in secret?" Seeing her appearance, Tang Mo solved the case without even guessing.

"No, no." She shook her head like a rattle.

(End of this chapter)