Pretend to be straight

Chapter 39 1 more

I think Shi Jinghe may have a problem with me, otherwise why do you say that I am "often subject"?

I, Lu Zhi, are the first to attack Cloud City, okay?

Shi Jinghe's unbelieving tone made me angry, and finally I had no choice but to change it into one sentence: "I don't care, I don't like it often."

And more importantly, my last relationship with a girl was a few years ago.

Her mask was on the side, and she rubbed the mask with her fingertips boredly after I finished speaking, and laughed when she heard me say this: "It's better for people to live longer, there are so many delicacies in the world that I don't enjoy, isn't it ?"

As soon as she finished saying this, the waiter brought the noodles.

After the waiter left, she said, "I have a cold, so I will stop talking after eating."

After she finished speaking, she picked up the chopsticks and spoon and started. I choked my throat and nodded: "Okay."

The meal was "quietly", Shi Jinghe's eating habits are very good, she doesn't babble, and her movements are not fast, the whole person seems to be coated with a layer of warm light, the whole person looks very soft .

After eating, she wiped her mouth and handed me the phone, her voice was still a little hoarse: "Take a picture for me."

I haven't reacted yet: "What are you doing taking pictures?"

"Business." Seeing that my eyes were still wide open, she explained to me, "It's just posting on Weibo."

I "tsk": "Sister Shi is conscientious."

Shi Jinghe raised the corners of her lips, ignored my teasing address, I pointed the camera at her, she was using the camera that came with her phone, and she didn't turn on the beauty mode, she was the most authentic Shi Jinghe.

But I was a little uncertain and asked her: "Are you sure you want me to shoot?"

Why is there no selfie in my circle of friends?Because my own photography skills are too rubbish.

I have to admit that I am really bad at taking pictures, so bad that I took a selfie on a whim and sent it to Meng Yisheng.

Seeing that she wanted to send me money to make me give up taking selfies.

I also really gave up, and I also gave up shooting other people, because other people under my lens are also very "horrific" than usual.

But now, I actually want to give sceneries and take photos for Weibo traffic influencers. Invisibly, my pressure began to increase.

The she in the lens is the most real her, but the she I photographed will definitely not be the most real her.

It's a little uglier than usual.

Shi Jinghe blinked, looking a little confused: "What's wrong?"

I pondered for a few seconds, and planned to tell her the truth: "I'm... I'm a photo killer."

I also pulled my hair a little embarrassedly, because I was also puzzled why my photography skills were so bad.

Shi Jinghe stroked her hair, she said "hmm" for a few seconds, and said, "Try taking a picture first, and I'll see the effect."

"Okay." I nodded.

"If it's not good, I'll take a selfie."

"Okay." I readily agreed.

She settled into her pose again: chopsticks in one hand, her head propped on the other, her eyes looking into the bowl she had emptied.

I tried hard to find the angle, and finally chose to shoot directly opposite her, stood up a little, and shot her side face from top to bottom.

The bridge of her nose is straight and straight, and the tip of her nose is like a template in a plastic surgery hospital. Her eyelashes are curled up, long and a little curly. I suspect that a cotton swab can be placed on it.

Well, I still don't want to call it "long eyelashes", I will give this title to Shi Jinghe.

I was still looking for the best angle, Shi Jinghe couldn't hold back his voice: "Lu Zhi, are you Monkey King eating noodles? Getting higher and higher."

"..."

After a few seconds, I pressed the photo button, and her beauty at this second was frozen.

I'm ready."

I returned the phone to her, and my heart was pounding, as if I hadn't written my homework but met the teacher to check it, which made me panic.

Shi Jinghe took a look at the phone, she pursed her lips, her expression remained unchanged.

I licked my lips and suggested to her: "It's better to take a selfie."

Shi Jinghe gave me a consoling look, I thought she was going to say something heart-warming, but what I heard instead was: "It's not as bad as you said, although the overall structure is not, but fortunately I have a good looks Lived, so it looked pretty good."

I:?Fine.

The fact is indeed like this, I never know what the composition method of photography is, and I have always been shooting blindly for fun.

As a result, the shots were really blind, and all of them were too horrible to look at.

Xie Ying also commented on my photography skills before: "Zhizhi, if you don't take pictures, it is your greatest respect for your mobile phone."

sad.

If I am free in the future, I must enroll in a photography class.

I sighed, lowered my eyebrows, and stared at my bowl. I didn't finish eating, and there was some left.

There was a "click" - the sound of Shi Jing taking pictures with his mobile phone.

I raised my eyelids to look at her, Shi Jinghe's phone camera was facing me, I was a little surprised, and she took another picture for me.

Shi Jinghe showed me the interface of the phone, and raised his chin proudly: "Is it better than yours?"

The person in the photo is me, and my facial expression can be seen at a glance.

I hummed: "It's not something to be proud of taking better pictures than me."

Shi Jinghe laughed twice, then lowered his head and coughed again.

I brought her the water and said, "Drink some water, I'll take you back, don't really make your cold worse."

She nodded, and when she raised her head, her face was a little red from coughing.

I held my car keys in my hand: "No, you laughed so happily at noon, I thought you'd be cured of your cold."

I can hold a grudge.

The notes she gave me can be remembered for a long time.

Shi Jinghe was drinking water, when he heard the words, he choked and began to cough again.

I sighed, walked over to her, and patted her on the back.

She is a little thin, of course, and it is more because of her arched back now, and I can feel the bones of her back with my hands through the clothes.

After patting it lightly a few times, she stopped, and her eyes were so moist from coughing that they looked moist.

She waved her hand: "I'm fine, let's go."

After returning home, Xie Ying was still waiting for me with a mask on.

She's still playing the game and is just as cranky as ever.

When I went out to eat, it felt like my body was hollowed out. I lay on the sofa and didn't want to move.

Now my mind is filled with images of Shi Jinghe, her dewy eyes, her reddish cheeks.

From my Ji's point of view, she should eat "chang shou noodles".

Xie Ying finished playing a game, looked at me sideways, and asked, "Is dating Shi Jinghe so tiring?"

I closed my eyes and nodded: "I'm really tired."

Because of Shi Jing and this person, there are a lot of things in his mind.

What's the matter with her, she always plays homonyms.

Xie Ying smiled and said, "I didn't dare to send you a message, for fear of disturbing you." She winked at me, "Cheng Siyi said that she was too anxious when she left today, and even forgot to say that the other person who came to our house this time A purpose."

"what?"

"She said that it was Sunday tomorrow, and the weather forecast said there would be no rain, nor would it be too hot, and asked if she wanted to go to the playground together."

Without even thinking about it, I replied, "No."

Xie Ying had a look of regret: "Hey, Zhizhi, Cheng Siyi might really want to know you..."

I interrupted her with a serious face: "Yingying, I don't trust anyone in this industry except you and Xiaoxu."

"Inexplicably expressing his liking for me, who knows what kind of face is behind the smile?"

"After acting for a long time, I can still tell who is sincere and who is not."

I didn't name Cheng Siyi directly, but Xie Ying also understood, she closed her mouth and nodded.

My words are not unfounded, in fact it is like this, whether Cheng Siyi really likes me or worships me, I will tell you another story, but her purpose is definitely not that simple.

Small dimples?

But when she laughed, it didn't make me want to be intoxicated at all.

Her smile didn't even reach the bottom of her eyes, it was acting out just by looking at it.

The one thing I have improved the most in recent years may be to observe other people's micro-expressions. Although I can't understand it every time, I still have some skills.

Cheng Siyi started with my friend and gave herself the illusion that she is my "fan". I don't know what she wants to do.

I don't want to know either, so I won't see her if I can avoid contact.

I don't have that much curiosity about her, and I don't want to explore the reasons behind it.

Still the same sentence: When things go wrong, there must be demons.

I have been struggling in society for so many years, if I have been naive and simple, I am afraid that I will go bankrupt long ago.

Meng Yisheng called me at noon the next day, her voice sounded a bit tired.

She said that she still hasn't asked Yan Yan to tell him about his cheating. She doesn't have enough courage yet, and it will take some time.

She said that she was looking for Yan Yan to act like a baby, and asked him why he didn't care about himself so much recently, but now Yan Yan is very kind to her and caring.

She said that she doesn't want to divorce at the moment, she wants to wait until after the child is born to talk about it, and now try to ignore the harsh derailment.

I didn't like it in my heart. Although I didn't say it, I actually supported her divorce.

Strictly this scumbag, if it is really possible, I will definitely go to buy a knife with Pu Xin.

My mind turned and turned, and the more I thought about it, the more angry I became, but only one word came out of my mouth: "Okay."

Meng Yisheng is pregnant, and she can't stand the trouble now.

I know that she wants short-term stability, and the child is the most important thing.

As her friend, I can support or oppose it, but I will not say it because it is what she wants.

I can only hope that the strictness will not hurt her again as much as possible, and the birth is about to happen in less than four months. Can I do less?

Although I also understand that derailment itself is very harmful, and its power is no less than an atom/atom/bomb/explosion/explosion.

No matter how it is remedied, the huge pit on the ground will no longer grow flowers.