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After the reading was over, it began to rain heavily.
Zhao Yi's studio is in the suburbs, and it's hard to get a taxi or an online car-hailing service. Song Xiaolan's agent hasn't arrived yet, so he can only sit in the studio and wait.
?There was thunder and wind and rain outside, only Rococo, Zhao Yi and two staff members were in the studio, and it was extremely quiet.
Not long after, the two staff members also left, leaving only the three of them. Luo Keke couldn't get a taxi either, and was waiting for Zhao Yi to take her home.
Her family and Zhao Yi's family are not on the same road, and Zhao Yi is a person who likes to be alone, so she seldom bumps into Zhao Yi's car.
*
Zhao Yi sorted out the documents and came to the front desk with a thin coat in hand.
Song Xiaolan sat on the reception sofa, with her face sideways, watching the pouring rain outside the door.
Zhao Yi thought that this was fine, since the rain was so heavy, she didn't want to drive rashly, so she might as well wait for the rain to stop.
So he turned around and went to the tea room, made a cup of instant coffee, and was about to take it out when he remembered that Song Xiaolan didn't drink coffee, so he poured it out again, and walked out empty-handed.
"Achen is also working hard, bringing three artists, it's raining too much, wait a minute, I'll send you and Rococo back."
Straightforward, without any emotion.
Song Xiaolan turned her face and looked up at her with stars in her eyes.
Maybe it was born with it, maybe it was moved by Zhao Yi.
"No, Ah Chen will be there soon."
His polite answer was within Zhao Yi's expectation.
Zhao Yi didn't force her, she leaned against the door, crossed her hands, and stared at the continuous jade beads falling from the sky outside.
*
In the middle of the night and dusk, there are bursts of plantain rain.
The sound of ticking is like a concert in the suburbs. It has penetrating power and is easy to resonate with people's spirit.
Song Xiaolan's mood of watching the rain was taken away by her.
Her pair of white and slender legs are faintly visible with the strength of the wind, and the big waves are coiled up, and the scattered hair flutters with the wind.
The sideways body line is very good-looking, a bit charming, and a bit mysterious, I don't know what she is thinking.
Song Xiaolan remembered what Ah Chen said.
"Compared to the popular Xiaohua, this is not amazing, but if you look at it on the street, it is still amazing. The key is she is talented! I like her anyway."
It's not amazing, but it can be breathtaking.
He looks at her, she looks at the rain.
Zhao Yi turned to look at him.
The eyes of the two met.
Suddenly there was a burst of thunder, which startled Zhao Yi. When she was nervous, she wanted to smoke, but she didn't have any cigarettes on her body, and she couldn't let Rococo take it, so she would be scolded.
So she lowered her eyes and asked Song Xiaolan: "Do you smoke?"
Her voice seemed to have been soaked in the spring rain all night, soaked into the softness and mystery of the rain, with a hint of charm.
Song Xiaolan panicked for a moment before politely saying: "Thank you, I don't smoke."
"oh."
Zhao Yi turned to look at the rain again.
*
She looks at the rain, he looks at her.
? The raindrops tick-tick-tick-tick, knocked on Song Xiaolan's heart, and the lingering sound lingered, echoing gently in the chest cavity.
Song Xiaolan's cell phone rang, and he frowned slightly when he answered the phone.
"Well, I see."
"okay."
"that is it."
Nine out of ten it was Ah Chen who called at such a late hour.
Zhao Yi thought that he was indifferent to outsiders like herself just because of his personality, but he didn't expect the same for people he was familiar with.
A gleam of light flashed in her eyes.
It's really hard to find nowhere to go through iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it.
The rain dripped on the ground, then splashed again and hit Zhao Yi's feet. The spring rain inevitably gave off a slight chill, and the feet were also icy cold. She turned around and planned to evacuate, but saw the anxiety on Song Xiaolan's eyebrows, so she went down. determined.
Zhao Yi shouted to Rococo inside: "Don't you still have to go to the flower shop to buy flowers? The flower shop will close later, so let's go."
Rococo looked puzzled.
I?
When should I buy flowers?
Putting on a knitted sweater, she came to Zhao Yi and asked her, "Let's go, the rain is still heavy, are you not afraid?"
Zhao Yi: "Give me your flat shoes."
She went out in a hurry today and wore high heels.?Dare to drive.
Rococo took off her shoes for her, and put on her high heels, which instantly made her height seven centimeters.
Zhao Yi laughed at her: "Hey, you look good when you grow taller."
Rococo scolded angrily: "Give me back the shoes!"
Zhao Yi didn't care, she continued to smile, and asked Song Xiaolan, "Let's go?"
"good."
Song Xiaolan's clear voice answered quickly.
The smile on Zhao Yi's face changed very quickly, undetectable.
*
The three of them went out, entered the elevator, arrived at the basement garage on the second floor, and came to a white BMW suv.
Zhao Yi suddenly became interested, glanced at Song Xiaolan, and asked, "Can you drive?"
Song Xiaolan hesitated for a moment, "No."
Zhao Yi shrugged, "My skills are very average. After today, the three of us are life-long friends."
die
Friendship
Song Xiaolan frowned slightly.
*
In the car.
The benefactor called.
Zhao Yi's mobile phone is automatically connected to Bluetooth, and she is used to answering directly.
"Xiao Zhao! I'm at the airport!"
The voice of a mature man is thick and powerful, with a touch of vicissitudes.
Zhao Yi immediately cut off the Bluetooth.
"Brother Qi, why did you come back suddenly?"
Song Xiaolan didn't have any special emotion between her eyebrows, she just looked out of the window indifferently.
Brother Qi: "Ah, something happened suddenly, I didn't have time to tell you"
Zhao Yi stared at the continuous rain on the car window, frowning, "Brother Qi, it's raining so hard, I'll go pick you up."
Her voice was urgent, as if this heavy rain would swallow Brother Qi.
Song Xiaolan's nerves were touched by her eagerness for no reason, and the stars in his eyes dimmed.
Do not touch the beautiful women in this circle.
He almost forgot.
Luo Keke looked sideways at Zhao Yi and asked, "Brother Qi is back?"
Zhao Yi: "Well, I'll send you to a place where you can take a taxi first, and you can go home after you send Xiaolan back."
Song Xiaolan frowned even tighter.
"Oh, good."
Zhao Yi put Song Xiaolan and Luo Keke at a place where it was easier to take a taxi, then turned around and went to the airport to pick up the benefactor.
On the way Rococo sent Song Xiaolan back, Song Xiaolan didn't take the initiative to speak, and Rococo asked and he answered.
However, Rococo is also used to it. This circle is like this. Some people are playing big names, and some people don't like socializing. They can all understand. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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