At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

【Um? 】

"I want to team up with you!!!"

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The step he took, the boundary he crossed, made the young Su Che tremble for a moment.

[Social...?]

At that time, I was alone and lost, going through a period of confusion.

I had just entered university, working part-time, renting a room, and writing a book that didn't amount to much.

Faced with her enthusiastic request, Su Che's first reaction was to refuse.

Saying no is actually very simple.

Using the excuse of being from a different city, you can easily shut Nana out.

"I'm sorry, I'm in Tianhai... you're in Beijing..."

"So what! I can fly over to rehearse with you regularly! If it's a team project, my teacher's wife will definitely support me! I'm not particularly short of money!"

Besides, now that we both live in areas connected by high-speed rail, it's incredibly convenient for me to take the high-speed rail to see you! All I need to do is bring my instrument!

Nana's words were no joke.

Su Che wasn't stupid; he knew that continuing this discussion would only result in her being constantly and repeatedly tormented.

After all, my financial situation doesn't allow me to go every time she comes.

Considering this, the relationship between the two is basically clear.

【Feel sorry.】

This was the last voice message sent.

Three years later, Nana's profile picture is still displayed on her own stalking page.

He would also glance at her from time to time.

However, she no longer posts videos of herself playing the bass.

They no longer update their social media activity much.

Instead of chirping softly in the space, they silently shut themselves off.

Only once,

She posted a selfie at 3 a.m., and deleted it less than 5 minutes later.

Su Che, a night owl, happened to see this and was shocked—

"Why has she lost so much weight? Is this really her?"

I couldn't help but sigh like that.

Whether it's stolen photos or heavily photoshopped images, the Nana we see is completely different from the person she was three years ago.

At least 40 jin evaporated out of thin air.

Strangely, the "swamp" behind her was absolutely genuine.

It's her.

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The memory abruptly ended.

It's time to clock in.

Su Che silently walked into Ye Ling.

My thoughts were still lingering on how to rebuild my relationship with my online friends—

His gaze swept aimlessly across the area.

At the bar, the proprietress was chatting animatedly with a familiar face, who seemed to have arrived some time ago.

Look closely.

Shoulder-length hair with side bangs, reaching to the chest;

The azure dye is so striking that one glance is enough to leave an unforgettable impression.

A jet-black mini skirt, adorned with a cross accessory and a nun's necklace;

Devil backpack, small wing hair accessory, dark gray plaid top, slimming leg warmers, heart-shaped leg rings.

Coupled with an extremely dark makeup look—

Yes, this is the same troublesome customer who came over last time to drink...

The makeup artist is here again...

Su Che was deeply impressed.

Only top-notch makeup skills can bring out such a pure dark and demonic look not far away.

This is the latest and most niche style in the landmine genre.

Her outfits are mostly black, gray, and silver accessories, leaning towards gothic but not entirely gothic. Instead, they blend the "desire" of a nun, making her very popular with people both inside and outside the circle.

Su Che was no exception.

Like attracts like.

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Just as I was thinking about how to slip away to the staff area to avoid the incident and get the boss's wife to forgive me for only being there to wash dishes today, I realized...

Before he could even take a step,

The makeup artist turned around and said with a smile:

"Xiao Che, it's you! You've finally come. I've been waiting for you for so long, boohoo."

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Chapter 63 Since I can't take you with me, I'll just eat you up.

"Xiao Che~ I was completely captivated by you the last time I saw you! I couldn't stop thinking about you after I got home, and I couldn't sleep at all, I couldn't even concentrate on work. So, seeing that you like the 'landmine' style, I did a little makeover myself, hehe, how is it? Pretty cool, right? For a makeup artist, a makeover is definitely a test of professional skill~"

The female customer pulled Su Che to the innermost booth, drew the curtain, and started ordering.

Even the proprietress, who seemed hesitant to speak, was pushed away by her.

“Jiang Jiang, wait a minute, I told you, he has already…”

"I know, I know~ What do you mean by being specifically requested by other customers? You just want me to pay more, right? Don't worry, Xiaoye, I won't shortchange you."

Her voice was a mix of cool and sweet, her face was perfectly small, and her expression was one of absolute certainty.

Su Che knew that Ms. Jiang was a senior makeup artist who not only frequented major anime conventions and knew countless cosplayers, but also took on many jobs photographing celebrities, so she had a wide network of connections.

According to her "truth after drinking" last time, her annual income was so high that she couldn't spend it all even in Beijing, so she had to expand her circle and invest her money in new areas.

They even said things like, "Hey bro, you're so handsome, you must have tons of girlfriends, right? If you have the energy, can I be one of them?"—such outrageous things…

This made Su Che feel very troubled by her.

Seeing the proprietress frantically gesturing to him through the semi-transparent curtain, Su Che reluctantly took on this difficult task once again...

"Miss Jiang, are you sure you want to call me today?"

"What are you talking about? I've only been here twice! Today is the second time. If I don't name you, do you expect me to go home? My plane ticket was very expensive!"

"Oh...sorry. Shall we start the timer now?"

"Okay, let's plan it out."

The makeup artist smiled happily, as if coming here was like coming home...

Su Che felt uneasy and under pressure.

Looking back, the customer in front of me is the second person I've handled since Sister Ningning invited me to chat with her.

The first one was a wealthy young lady dressed in a floral Lolita dress. She was an alcoholic and had only come once, but that one time... she drank about 18 bottles of alcohol...

She drinks all kinds of beer, foreign liquor, red wine, and cocktails, and can still soberly get a driver to take her home. She's simply unbeatable; she's the girl with the highest alcohol tolerance that Su Che has ever seen in his life.

The second one is Miss Jiang in front of me, and the third one is Yuan Xiao, whom I took in some time ago.

If I count them on my fingers, there are only three in total, and among them, Miss Jiang is the most difficult to deal with.

—Because she would use the excuse of shopping to draw the curtains and sit on her side.

as predicted.

Seeing that Ningning had walked away, she started to misbehave, stepping off her sandals from under the table and pressing her toes against her calves, moving them up and down a few centimeters.

"??"

Su Che shuddered as if he'd been electrocuted, and quickly reminded her, "Miss Jiang, this is a shop. Shops have their own rules. And they're already posted on the signboard at the entrance."

"Really? Then there are no rules outside the shop, right?"

Her voice was seductive, and with her full set of devilish tear-drop makeup, she exuded an aura that was almost perfect, clearly not interested in vegetarian food.

"I am free to go outside the store, but I don't go outside the store."

Su Che shook his head. "Just like last time, I can drink with you, chat with you, and listen to your troubles. However, any inappropriate behavior is completely outside the scope of my service. I hope Miss Jiang can understand that."

"Well, so you're afraid of me? Last time you came, Xiao Che wasn't this reserved. Could it be..."

"?"

"Do you have a new girlfriend?"

"..."

Faced with her blind guess, Su Che speechlessly reached out, picked up a slice of watermelon from the fruit plate, and shoved it into her little mouth.

Miss Jiang seemed to really enjoy this way of playing; she opened her small mouth and sucked the watermelon shut.