The most ruthless is her

Chapter 27

When buying sandwiches at noon on Wednesday, as Ruan Mohan expected, she saw the girl again.

The girl finally made no mistakes today, and she let out a sigh of relief after ordering and collecting the cash.

When handing the sandwich to Ruan Mohan, the senior came over and patted the girl impatiently: "Someone is looking for you at the door."

The girl glanced at the door, her face flushed instantly: "Sorry, I'll be right back."

She stepped out of the counter and hurried out.

Ruan Mohan was about to leave with a sandwich when someone called her, "Director Ruan."

Ruan Mohan turned his head, it was Chu Xingyun, who was in the order line.

"My husband is on a business trip. I didn't bring any food. I'm here to buy a healthy sandwich."

Ruan Mohan nodded.

"I heard you eat chicken breast sandwiches from this restaurant every day?"

Ruan Mohan's robot-like eating habits seemed to have spread through Tingyin.

Chu Xingyun asked her: "Aren't you tired of eating?"

Ruan Mohan shook his head: "No, it doesn't matter what you eat."

Chu Xingyun smiled: "You are very similar to me before."

That Chu Xingyun who was obsessed with medical research and nothing else caught her eyes.

Because you have no other distractions, you can focus and be precious.

It is different now, Chu Xingyun touched his belly that was pregnant with a life, and suddenly became curious: "Director Ruan, will you fall in love with someone in the future?"

Ruan Mohan shook his head firmly: "It's absolutely impossible."

She walked out of the store with her own sandwich, and just met the girl named Amy, who was running into the store with a lunch box in her hands.

Seeing Ruan Mohan, she smiled embarrassedly at her: "My parents came to deliver food, and they told them not to come, but they always think I can't eat well in the store."

Ruan Mohan glanced forward.

Even with her keen eyes, she couldn't catch the backs of the girl's parents in the crowd. It can be seen that her parents were really ordinary and ordinary. They walked into the crowd and quickly disappeared.

The girl's name is Ruan Mohan: "Sister, don't look at them, they are very ordinary."

Young people seem to be like that.I am too embarrassed to let my peers see my parents, as if doing so will make me lose face.

The same goes for girls.Obviously at a young age, she has not realized that a pair of ordinary but harmonious parents is a great gift from God.

Ruan Mohan withdrew his gaze and was about to leave, but was stopped by the girl: "Sister, it's convenient to ask you, what is your occupation?"

Ruan Mohan looked back at her.

The weather is fine today. After the Spring Festival, the cold winter seems to be coming to an end. It is noon and the sun is shining brightly in the sky.

The girl's eyes are like transparent glass beads under the sun.It is different from Jian Shuo's empty innocence, but a kind of pure clarity.

The girl is a normal person through and through.

Ruan Mohan answered her: "Marketing."

The girl smiled: "I hope I can become a career elite like you in the future, but I'm stupid, so I come to work in a cafe first to exercise myself."

She took the initiative to introduce herself: "I am Amy, because my name is Amy. If you come to buy sandwiches in the future, I will tell the chef to make them bigger for you."

Ruan Mohan said indifferently: "No, I can't finish eating."

Amy:"……"

Ruan Mohan said, "Don't take the initiative to tell strangers your real name in the future." He turned and left.

At the age of 20, he is so unguarded against strangers, which shows that he is really well protected by his parents.

A flirtatious and innocent voice lazily rang in Ruan Mohan's ear: "Ha!"

"Someone's name is Amy. What do parents think? If she has a younger sister, shouldn't she be called Ai Wang?"

"If there are many younger sisters, they can be called Ai Ji, Ai Ga, Ai Moo, Ai Gua..."

Jian Shuo followed Ruan Mohan, chattering endlessly.

Ruan Mohan bit the sandwich in his hand, without even looking at Jian Shuo: "Don't make up her mind."

Jian Shuo chewed a piece of bubble gum, her cheeks creaked, and she blew out a big bubble, which popped with a bang, slapping herself in the mouth.

She stuck out her pointed tongue and licked back the bubble gum around her mouth, her eyes were seductive, and the corners of her mouth were pulled into a smile: "So you know what I'm doing here."

Of course Ruan Mohan knew.

Jian Shuo appeared here only for one reason - to observe Ruan Mohan.

She also took Ruan Mohan as a research object with great interest, hoping to find out what kind of person she was chasing after, which would make Ruan Mohan more excited.

She smiled evilly and asked Ruan Mohan: "Why can't sister Amy?"

Ruan Mohan chewed the sandwich and didn't answer.

"Sister Mo, didn't you realize that Sister Amy looks a bit like you?" Jian Shuo said, "Could it be that you are a bit narcissistic?"

"Don't chase her." Ruan Mohan swallowed a mouthful of the sandwich, and suddenly said: "Chasing her and kicking her hurts people's hearts. I said it, I don't like to owe people anything."

"It's too troublesome to have entanglements with people."

Jian Shuo asked back: "What if I have a good reason to chase her?"

She chewed the bubble gum a couple more times, and blew out a huge bubble, which popped with a bang, slightly impacting Ruan Mohan's eardrum.

She swaggered away humming a grotesque ballad:

"Where are the ghosts,

Hidden in the girl's eyes.

Where are the ghosts, ghosts,

Hiding in the boy's ears. (Note 1)"

The sun was shining brightly, but because of Jian Shuo's innocent and ghostly tone, even the sun became cold and white.

Ruan Mohan rolled up the sandwich wrappers he had eaten and threw them into the same trash can as yesterday.

******

Back in the office, Ruan Mohan felt a chill all over his body for some reason.

She went to the pantry and made herself a cup of hot tea before returning to the computer and sitting down.

First, I saw a message sent by the company from the personnel group: "There is already a backup candidate for the position of assistant. Do you want to see it for yourself?"

Ruan Mohan replied: "No need."

Colleagues are tool people.Don't care about the tool person's appearance or personality.

Ruan Mohan took a sip of hot tea, his eyes fell on the two photo frames on the desk.

Scanning Ruan Qingyin's photo first, then moving his eyes to the right, the little girl in the yellowed photo, who is less than ten years old, has a melon-seeded face similar to Ruan Mohan, with light eyebrows.

Ruan Mohan couldn't help stretching out his hand to the photo.

When he was about to touch the photo, he seemed to be scalded, and his fingers curled up and retracted.

She also thought of the girl named Amy in the sandwich shop, with a pair of eyes like glass beads, reflecting the clear light under her eyes.

What Jian Shuo said is right, Ruan Mohan also found out that Amy looks a little like her.

Ruan Mohan couldn't help thinking, if she also had a pair of ordinary and harmonious parents, if she also grew up in an ordinary and harmonious family.

Will she be like Amy, clumsy, innocent and innocent?

It's not like the current self, who is invulnerable and invincible, but has everything, just a Ruan Qingyin and a yellowed old photo.

Ruan Mohan withdrew his gaze, looked at the laptop, and continued working.

No matter how much emotion she felt in her heart, she would not allow herself to waste another minute, and strictly enforced her time schedule.

Life had trained her like this.

Isn't that Jian Shuo who sings weird ballads?

None of them were as lucky as Amy.

******

At noon on Thursday, when Ruan Mohan went to buy a sandwich, it was not Amy who received her.

With her sensitive ears, she heard the food preparation clerk talking in a low voice: "My boyfriend looks like this, I think he is filming a sweet idol drama."

The tone is sour, like eating lemons.

When Ruan Mohan got the sandwich and walked out of the store, he saw two young figures cuddling in the corner under the tree.

It seems that the person who came to deliver lunch to Amy today was her boyfriend.

A bewitching voice sounded next to Ruan Mohan's ear: "Oh, oh, it's a good match, isn't it?"

Ruan Mohan took another look at the boy from a distance.

Tall and thin, with slightly long hair, a down jacket and sneakers, and a bookish look.

Standing with Amy, who has a clean face, is a youthful scene.

Ruan Mohan was noncommittal.

Jian Shuo couldn't get a response from her only audience, so she continued her lines on her own: "It's a pity."

She took out her mobile phone and showed it to Ruan Mohan: "It's a central air conditioner."

Ruan Mohan didn't reach out her hand, she served her well, and showed Ruan Mohan the photos page by page.

Before his boyfriend came to deliver food to Amy, he dated two girls in a row at a nearby coffee shop. He brushed his hair and touched his face in ambiguous poses, all of which were photographed by Jian Shuo who was following him.

It's all solid, and it's indisputable.

"Your sister Amy is still kept in the dark." Jian Shuo said in a strange way.

Ruan Mohan asked indifferently: "What does this have to do with you chasing her?"

"Didn't you look at your sister Amy, who treats her boyfriend so high? If you suddenly find out that this is a scumbag, how can you bear it?"

"I chased her. When her attention was diverted by me and she hadn't turned to me, let her discover the truth, and then I retreat in time, so that she can happily pursue a new life. Wouldn't it be good?"

Jian Shuo spoke clearly and honestly, with a kind smile on his face, as if he was really doing something great for Daoist.

Coupled with her flirtatious appearance and emotionless eyes, it looks extraordinarily weird.

Ruan Mohan tore open the sandwich to eat, and let out an expressionless "Oh".

Jian Shuo was in a hurry: "Are you still eating? Do you care about your sister Amy?"

Ruan Mohan chewed the sandwich and left.

Jian Shuo shouted behind her: "Then I really chased after her."

Ruan Mohan ignored him.

******

On Friday, when Ruan Mohan entered the sandwich shop, he felt the atmosphere was weird.

The clerks were whispering, and Amy bowed her head in silence, her pretty face flushed.

When Ruan Mohan was queuing up, his sensitive ears had already heard the comments of the shop assistants: "What a big show!"

"Amy is so charming?"

When Amy handed the customer a glass of sparkling water, her fingertips trembled slightly, and she lowered her head the whole time, as if she didn't dare to look at the corner of the store at all.

There was an inaudible laugh, a gasp.

Ruan Mohan looked over and saw Jian Shuo sitting at the corner of the shop with his lips curled up. On the small square table in front of him, there were three huge luxury brand paper bags tied with exquisite silk satin bows. There should be three bags inside.

Exuding the extravagance of money.

It was a present for Amy.

Ruan Mohan ignored it, Jian Shuo was about to speak, but was interrupted by a shrill female voice: "Bai Le!"

Jian Shuo was taken aback.

Ruan Mohan already knew who this voice was, it was Zhong Yunli.

She also came to buy sandwiches at noon today, following the gossiping eyes of the clerks and customers, she caught Jian Shuo who was hiding in the farthest corner.

She strode forward and approached Jian Shuo: "Why don't you reply to my message?!"

"What's going on when the phone is down?!"

Jian Shuo stared at Zhong Yunli, a lazy smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Miss, did you recognize the wrong person?"

Zhong Yunli was startled.

"I know you, you are my twin sister's goddess sister, aren't you?"

She blinked: "My name is Bai Yue, it's the first time we meet, hello."

Ruan Mohan pursed his lips.

Zhong Yunli stared at Jian Shuo suspiciously.

Jian Shuo yawned lazily, and pointed to her clothes: "Don't believe me, do you think Lele will dress up like this?"

She is wearing a black gauze dress today, with grand roses blooming on it, the skirt is fluffy, and even the slim cashmere coat is stretched out, like a blooming flower.

And the most flower-like eyes are her overly bright eyes, the slender eyes are drawn with thick black eyeliner, matched with a black mole at the end of the eye, coquettish and seductive.

It was very different from the little white rabbit in the plaid coat with horn buttons in Zhong Yunli's impression.

Zhong Yunli asked half-believingly: "Then what about your sister? Why is the phone shut down?"

"She hides from me?"

Jian Shuo's face was not red and her heart was not beating: "She died, it was a car accident."

Zhong Yunli sneered: "You think you're acting in an idol drama?"

Jian Shuo blinked and blinked: "Well, she has gone abroad."

"why?"

"My parents knew that she was infatuated with a woman and forced her to go abroad, so they gave up."

Zhong Yunli was startled again: "Because of me?"

"Oh." Jian Shuo sighed, "Before going abroad, I cried so much that my eyes were swollen from crying, like a little rabbit."

She rubbed her eyes, and gave two aggrieved "beeps and beeps", and there was a little water in her dark eyes.

As soon as this aggrieved and weak expression appeared, Zhong Yunli felt like the little girl she used to be, staring at her without blinking.

Jian Shuo felt that her desire to perform was a bit too much, put away her grievance, and became lazy and flirtatious again: "Well, anyway, she went abroad."

She pointed to the counter: "Sister Goddess, your sandwich is ready."

At this moment, Zhong Yunli's cell phone rang, and she picked it up, because the office was looking for her urgently.

She went to the counter to take her sandwich, took a deep look at Jian Shuo, and left in a hurry.

Jian Shuo smiled, and looked at Amy who was peeking over here.

Amy looked away immediately.

Jian Shuo let out an inaudible laugh.

Only Ruan Mohan could hear it.

******

1704:[-] p.m. Saturday, [-].

Ruan Mohan glanced at Jian Shuo who came to open the door for her, and was dragged into the room by Jian Shuo.

With a kick, he closed the door.

She pulled Ruan Mohan to the mirror, took off her coat, and threw it directly on the ground.

Encircling Ruan Mohan's shoulders from behind, the pointed chin rested on Ruan Mohan's shoulders, rubbing back and forth twice.

He stretched out his hand again, pinched Ruan Mohan's chin, and lifted it up slightly.

With slightly drooping eyes, Ruan Mohan had to look at the figures of the two in the mirror.

Jian Shuo's voice is like a charming mermaid: "Look, don't we look alike?"

She turned off the light with a "snap", and the light in the room became the same as outside the window, gray and hazy.

She hugged Ruan Mohan's shoulders, and gently swayed Ruan Mohan's body, her delicate red lips came close to her ears, and softly hummed a love song:

"On a cloudy day, in a room with no lights on,

When all thoughts settle little by little,

Love is spiritual opium after all,

Or a boring pastime at the end of the century. (Note 2)"

Ruan Mohan was led by her, his body swayed slightly, as if floating on a cloudy sea, or dancing a dance where you advance and I retreat.

Jian Shuo closed her eyes, with an intoxicated expression on her face, humming a song, rubbed the tip of her nose against Ruan Mohan's ear, and rubbed her mouth against the small mole on Ruan Mohan's earlobe.

Ruan Mohan opened his eyes, staring coldly at the figure of the two embracing each other in the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Today Jian Shuo deliberately imitated Ruan Mohan's clothes.

The white shirt and black narrow skirt are tightly attached to the body, and the cuffs are rolled up, revealing a white forearm, which has a capable and elegant feeling.

Her hair is thick and curly, too charming, at this time, it is tied into a bun behind her head for more energy.

The slender swan neck was exposed, rubbing against Ruan Mohan's neck, turning into a dazzling white in the dark room.

Ruan Mohan stared at that point of whiteness.

Jian Shuo is like a cunning beast, deliberately revealing a little vulnerability, attracting the hunter to come forward and let her wait for an opportunity to bite back.

Ruan Mohan was unmoved.

Jian Shuo opened her eyes: "Why, don't you like me dressed like this?"

"Don't you have a narcissistic plot and like people who are like you?"

Talking about Amy.

"I thought that wearing it like this would make you very interested."

She went to rub Ruan Mohan's earlobe with the tip of her nose again, and blew on the back of the earlobe with her mouth.

"I don't know how to wear light-colored silk stockings." Ruan Mohan said suddenly, "I also don't wear high heels that exceed six centimeters."

Jian Shuo let out a "ha" and took a step back.

With a flick of his hand, Ruan Mohan fell on the big soft velvet bed.

A head of soft and flowing long hair was lifted up with the fallen posture, and the tail of the hair touched her lips.

Ruan Mohan bit her lip, and the end of her hair got into her mouth, piercing.

Jian Shuo threw off two high-heeled shoes, and stepped on Ruan Mohan's ear with one foot, only then did Ruan Mohan see that there was a hole in the toe.

"Director Ruan." She said with a sly smile, "I have holes in my stockings, and I have to see a client soon, can I borrow your stockings for emergency?"

"Then what should I wear?"

"Put on mine." Jian Shuo said lazily, "Just let it go."

She stretched her hands to her waist, but her eyes were fixed on Ruan Mohan.

Ruan Mohan pursed her lips, and the stockings were snatched from her hand by Jian Shuo.

After the two of them got dressed, Jian Shuo pulled Ruan Mohan up and brought him to the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the entrance.

"Look." Jian Shuo leaned into Ruan Mohan's ear and spoke in a coquettish and alluring voice.

She was wearing Ruan Mohan's stockings and high heels, looking in the mirror, she really looked like a capable professional elite.

But Ruan Mohan was not.

The end of her hair stuck to the lipstick on her lips, and Ruan Mohan bit into her lips a little bit.

There was a hole in the toe of the pantyhose.With her toes exposed, Jian Shuo stared at herself in the mirror with her chin pinched, feeling a little uncomfortable, with her toes slightly bent, picking at the carpet.

"Don't bite your lip." Jian Shuo shook off her chin.

"What, do you feel it?" She turned to Jian Shuo.

"Why, don't you?" Jian Shuo countered.

She hugged Ruan Mohan's waist, and hugged him upwards, letting Ruan Mohan step on her high heels.

I forgot who started kissing whom first, but it is better to say that the two are fighting rather than kissing, and even the strength of the tip of the tongue is vicious.

"Do you want to?"

"No, I don't want to."

******

Ruan Mohan picked up the overcoat on the ground and put it on his body, opened the window, stretched out his arms, and lit a cigarette.

Jian Shuo lay lazily on her back on the bed, staring at Ruan Mohan's back, her calves were shining white, her ankles were slender and beautiful.

Jian Shuo dragged her tune and called her: "Hello—"

"Just now, you really didn't look interested."

Ruan Mohan raised his arm and took a puff of cigarette, fearing that it would set off the smoke alarm in the room, so he quickly put his hand out.

The slender fingers tapped lightly on the thin cigarette, and the ash fell, like the snow that had been held in the cloudy sky all day but did not fall in the end.

I don't know which passerby's head it fell on.

Ruan Mohan gave a faint "hmm".

"Why?" Jian Shuo turned over and became lying on her stomach.

The arm supports the chin, the calf is raised, and the ankle is spinning in circles boringly, shaking and shaking.

"Don't you like that I treat you badly?"

Ruan Mohan lit the cigarette ash with his finger outside the window, then turned his head to look at Jian Shuo: "You mean the ones on the surface? It's useless."

Jian Shuo blinked and looked at her.

"I said, you have to find a suitable object, treat her well, and make me feel that you treat me badly."

"Is Amy okay?"

Ruan Mohan didn't speak, and took another puff of cigarette.

Jian Shuo smiled lazily, withdrew her arms, and "coaxed" her chin into the velvet quilt.

She buried her face in the quilt and said, "You are really crazy." The voice seemed to come from underground.

Ruan Mohan stubbed out his finished cigarette: "Each to each other."

She closed the window: "Give me back the stockings."

Jian Shuo took it off and threw it back to her.

Jian Shuo picked up his mobile phone and took a look: "There are still three minutes to four o'clock."

While wearing it, Ruan Mohan asked Jian Shuo casually, "Why did you give Amy a bag?"

"Oh, Sister Amy—"

Jian Shuo draws out the tone, acting strangely.

Ruan Mohan asked: "She and her boyfriend are so good, isn't she a very emotional person? What's the matter with the money offensive?"

Jian Shuo smiled: "Is it true that you have never been in love?"

"Didn't I say that? If she has seen the world, take her to ride the carousel. If she is naive, take her to see the prosperity of the world."

"A good girl like Amy thinks that her boyfriend is good to her by saying empty words. I have to let her understand what is really good."

She said clearly: "A person who is willing to spend money for you does not necessarily love you. A person who is not willing to spend money for you must not love you."

Ruan Mohan was ready to leave.

Jian Shuo was disappointed: "Why don't you stay and discuss the philosophy of love?"

"Love?" Ruan Mohan asked back: "Does this thing really exist?"

She left without hesitation.

******

At noon on Monday, when Ruan Mohan went to buy a sandwich, he met Jian Shuo as expected.

Jian Shuo was still sitting at the table in the corner, and in the velvet box in front of her were two pairs of earrings and a ring.

Inlaid with diamonds, the whole is shining brightly.

Amy lowered her head and wiped the counter table, trying her best to turn a blind eye to Jian Shuo.

Ruan Mohan stood in the line and said to Amy in a very normal tone, "Turkey breast sandwich."

Amy raised her head and smiled gratefully at her.

From Friday to Monday, few people spoke to her in a normal tone.

While Ruan Mohan was waiting for a sandwich at the bar, the senior came over and patted Amy on the shoulder: "Your boyfriend is here."

Amy was taken aback.

She reached out to untie her apron: "Excuse me, I'll be right back."

"No, I'm not looking for you." The senior pointed to Jian Shuo who was sitting at the table in the corner: "Looking for her."