Chapter 389 asks to listen to Fanwai 10: In the kidnapping case that year, Su asked about the waistcoat?

Her eyes fell on the carpet. Su Wen ’s towel fell off. She picked it up and folded it on the coffee table: "Help me check the kidnapping case eight years ago."

Yuwen Charge did not ask too much: "I will tell you again if there is news."

"Ok."

At that time, she and her elder brother were still under grown-up, and they could not find anything.

She still remembers that place, it was very damp and very cold, there was an old electric fan creaking above her head, and the warm blood in her palm was sticky and greasy.

Footsteps from far to near.

She looked up with blue tape on her eyes and could not see anything: "Who?"

The man who came came silently.

She smelled a strong **** smell, and mixed with a touch of mint fragrance. Then, one hand touched the back of her hand. It was cold and cold. She had no time to think about it. On the man's shoulder.

"Listen."

The boy's voice suddenly shouted.

She let go of her hand violently and the blood-stained steel bar fell to the ground.

Listen ...

With a familiar voice, Yuwen awakened from the dream, and a cold sweat came out of his back.

At night, the sky is getting cooler, and a full moon outside the window hangs high in the starry sky.

Su Wen ’s dream is much more beautiful, and it is a light and sweet dream.

In the dream, the girl was late again. He sat under the twenty-year-old camphor tree and watched the girl swiftly over the fence, with a pair of black and white eyes, and looked around.

She sat on the fence and asked him under the tree: "Is anyone patrolling?"

He shook his head before she jumped down. The gymnastics on the ground were simple and beautiful. She patted the dust on her hand. She picked up the schoolbag thrown on the ground: "Why do I always see you there when I climb the wall Reading under the tree? "

Wait for you.

He held the extracurricular reading in his hand and walked over, typing a line with his mobile phone: "You are always late."

She smiled, did not speak, and turned to walk in the direction of the classroom. The clothes of her school uniform followed her footsteps and were shaken by the wind.

Then, the picture in the dream became blurred, and then again became clear, the green grass under the camphor tree disappeared instantly, and the house with four white walls appeared in the picture, the window was open, and the outside could be seen Basketball court.

It was a school hospital in No. 1 Middle School, where the teenagers sat face to face.

"Listen." The teenager gave the girl a sheepish look. "I'm not wearing clothes inside."

The girl's hand was still on the teenager's neckline.

She said, "Sorry, offended." Then, using cool fingers to unbutton the collar of his school uniform, he asked, "How did you get this scar?"

What a familiar line.

Then, the progress in the dream is like this ...

The teenager said happily, "Take off all my clothes, you can see more clearly."

The girl unconsciously unbuttoned a button, and then looked up at him, her eyes were pure like Wang Qingquan: "Is it like this?"

"Well." The teenager jumped off the bed. "I take it off for you."

Then, he took off his jacket, squatted down and began to take off his school uniform pants, while urging the girl while taking off: "Listen, I have taken off, you have to take off."

After thinking for a while, she began to take off her school uniform.

In the end, he pressed the smooth **** the bed in the school hospital, doing whatever he wanted ...

At three o'clock in the morning, Su Wen woke up and sat in a daze for a while, then reached into the quilt and touched it, wet and slippery.

Fuck!

He grabbed a handful of hair: "Su asked, are you a beast?"

He climbed up to change his clothes, self-spitting, you him. Mom, beasts, even dreaming of spring, let's listen to dreams as a 14-year-old girl.

The next day, Su asked that the whole person seemed to languish.

Liu Chonggang came back from the president's office and glanced at him: "How listless? What did you do last night?"

Su Wen lying on the boss chair in the studio without bones, with his legs on the table, gave Liu Chong a cold eye.

Liu Chong smiled cheaply: "You look like you are seriously deprived of sleep, don't you have a night's spring dream?" Well, it looks like excessive indulgence, closer look, and dissatisfaction.

Su Wen took a pen and smashed it over, his eyes were fierce and fierce: "What's your business!"

"..."

Just make a joke to see how angry he is. Isn't this not a trick?

Huh, small place male!

Master Liu Chong does not remember the villain: "I just went to the president office and heard the little secretary said that your little fairy has an alumni meeting tonight."

The person who was originally sleepy suddenly became energetic: "What alumni association?"

Liu Chong held his chin and thought, "What's coming?" He slapped his head and squeezed his temple pretendingly. "Oh, you can't remember me when you look at me."

Su Wen glanced at him faintly: "Double the performance award at the end of the month."

Liu Chong hey smiled: "Experiment No. 1 Middle School Alumni Association."

Su Wen frowned, "Address."

Liu Chong spread his hands: "The address was not heard."

"Double it again."

A lot of money ... But Liu Chong shrugged: "I didn't hear it." It's true. He eavesdropped for more than ten minutes and didn't mention the address from beginning to end.

Then, staring at the death from Su Wen, pierced him with countless holes.

He raised his eyebrows, the glimmer in his eyes was compelling: "All performance awards are deducted."

Liu Chong: "..."

Haha.

So, don't fight capitalists.

He took a deep breath and switched the crazy mode of drama, pinched the orchid finger and complained: "Su asked, you are not a person, you bully me, I want to break up with you!"

He successfully disgusted Su Wen.

"Get out!"

Who is not a film emperor! Emperor Liu Ying decided to overwhelm Su Wen in his best field!

"You, you--" He sobbed, covering his face, scolding sadly, "You guilty man!" Then, whining and crying, hiding his face

Su asked: "..."

At the door, Su Zisu was dumbfounded!

She looked at Chong Ge's sturdy back and fell into deep thought. She felt that she had discovered something terrible. Well, she couldn't reach a conclusion so quickly, and she still needs to investigate.

Later someone patted her on the shoulder: "Assistant Su."

Su Zi Su was so full of humour: "Huh?"

It is a female assistant of a male artist in Su Wen's studio, everyone calls her sister Dan. Sister Dan asked her: "I'm in a hurry to go out with Brother Tang Ning, can you help me run a leg?"

Tang Ning is the male artist in charge of Sister Dan.

Su Zisu readily agreed: "Okay."

"Before ten o'clock, send this to Director Song's office, and he will give it to Chong Ge after signing."

She nodded her instant noodle head hard: "Uh huh."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Su Zisu looked at the time and decided to eat a pancake fruit before sending the document. In the company's microwave oven, she bought three pancake fruit in the morning and left one without finishing.

After she was full of food, she went to the 19th floor to deliver documents. She had heard of the directors and directors, but she had n’t seen it. The little sister who had an appointment with her said that she was a very handsome young man. cast.

She knocked on the door.

The people inside said, "Come in."

She held the file in and put a small roll of instant noodles behind her ears: "Director--"

The words were interrupted.

"Wait a moment." Song Rong made a mute gesture. He wore his glasses and didn't look up. While using the mouse to pull down the data on the computer screen, he talked on the phone. "After calculating the interest rate, five percentage points are taken. Let the financial review the revenue data, and the post-production company ’s outsourcing company ’s quotation should also be added to it. In addition, the last page of the contract ... "

Yeah, it's the big brother in the elevator!

Su Zisu narrowed his eyes in surprise.

Song Rong was very committed and continued the conference call: "Let the order department estimate the labor cost, and finally the quotation was reduced by 5%. There is also the plan submitted by the sales department. Take it back and redo it. There is a problem in the market analysis. 'S spokesperson will be replaced by Su Wen, the pre-judgment of the brand effect cannot use the previous data ... "

Su Zi Su Tuo cheeks, so powerful, she can't understand a sentence, and she doesn't know when the director's big call will be made, she took a small step, sat on the sofa and waited, this is twenty Minutes, just blame the air conditioner is too comfortable, the sofa is too soft, the director's voice is too nice, she ... fell asleep.

Song Rong took off his glasses and held his hands to look at the ball on the sofa.

"Su Zisu."

She rolled over and mumbled.

He didn't hear clearly, leaned over and leaned over: "What?"

"Don't put scallions on my pancake fruit." She rubbed her head against the sofa, and her fluffy instant noodles were messed up by her.

Song Rong laughed.

He dialed the inside line: "Secretary Lin, can you buy me a pancake fruit?"

Secretary Lin was surprised, and the boss added another sentence: "Don't put onions."

"..."

Secretary Lin couldn't make up the picture that the boss was wearing a high-definition suit and wearing an expensive watch to nibble pancake fruit.

Because of the alumni association, Yuwen listened to work half an hour earlier, without a secretary, she drove to the party hotel by herself.

The party is the bureau of the three-class squad leader group. Because not many students can be contacted, they gather together. Naturally, there is a good mix, and they generously cover the entire night of the hotel.

Yuwen listened to wearing a mask, or someone recognized her.

"Isn't that Yuwen listening?"

"It's really her."

"I'm going, this is the first time I have seen the world champion himself."

"She's really tall. She can be a model without swimming."

"What's so good about modeling, people are now the owners of entertainment companies."

"I can't be jealous in my life."

"Whose face is so big, she actually invited her the Buddha."

"..."

The men and women at the bar were talking, and there was no malice, but it was strange.

Yuwen listened to them and walked to the inside: "Hello."

The man sitting on the high stool was chatting with his classmates. He turned back when he heard the voice and froze: "Hello, hello."

Yuwen listened to him and was the monitor of Su Cuicui's class.

She asked him politely: "Is Su Cuicui from your class coming?"

Su Cuicui?

Oh, he remembered: "She asked the address in the group today."

He stood up and wanted to find a circle, but he could n’t remember what his parents were all about. He only remembered that the bangs were long, the lenses were thick, the legs were long, and the chest was flat ...

I was a teenager at the time, and the ghost knew what it would look like in the future.

Well, if you do n’t recognize it, the squad leader shouted, "Is Su Cuicui coming?"

I do n’t know who returned the sentence: "That dumb, it seems that it did not come."

Yuwen frowned.

"Do you have her WeChat?"

"Yes." The avatar seemed to be listening to Yuwen. The squad leader found the group and turned down in a circle. "She seems to be out of the group again."

The squad leader asked everyone: "Who has Su Cuicui's contact information?"

A baby-faced girl answered: "There should be none, Su Cuicui never associates with others." Everyone will remember this name purely because she can't speak, she is a lonely dumb.

The squad leader went around and asked nothing.

Yuwen heard thanks.

"No need." The squad leader was flattered and thought the goddess' temper was so good. "Can you sign me?"

"can."

The squad leader didn't find the pen, so he borrowed the female student's eyebrow pencil and asked Yuwen to sign a name on his shirt.

After that, the person who came to sign was never broken.

Yuwen would not refuse to listen, whether it was a signature or a toast. She didn't drink much, but she didn't know that she had such a bad drink. After a few glasses of unrecognizable wine, the whole person was dizzy and turned around. Fortunately, before she came, she sent a position to the secretary.

My head hurts, my eyes dizzy, and the laser light in the box flickered. I don't know who was singing, bursts of high sound stimulated people's hearing. Yu Wen listened to sitting in the most corner of the sofa, lethargic, his eyelids unbearable, red and green lights twirling, the light and shadow were mottled, much like the light spot that the sun leaked through the cracks of camphor trees.

That year, the flowering period of the camphor tree was later than in previous years.

"I'm going to play abroad."

The "girl" sitting under the tree stood up and edited on the phone: "How long?"

Yuwen jumped up and grabbed the thickest trunk. His thin arms were very powerful. He jumped on the tree and jumped: "I don't know. It may take a long time to train there."

Su Cuicui stood under the tree and stood on her feet: "How about the middle school entrance examination?"

"Can't come back."

"That high school?"

She thought about it, not sure: "should be in sports school."

He snapped the flip phone off, ignored her, and turned away.

The **** the tree quickly jumped down and ran to chase him.

"Su Cuicui."

"Su Cuicui, you wait for me."

"Su Cuicui."

"..."

After high school, Yu Wen listened to the sports school of the Imperial Capital. He spent most of his time at school, and spent most of his time playing and training abroad. Su Cuicu never visited her.

But every time she competed, she received a bunch of flowers, and the person who sent the flowers said it was sent by a very beautiful teenager.

"Listen."

"Listen."

She opened her eyes, squinted, and the dazzling lights shone into her pupils, blurring them, and she saw a pair of beautiful eyes, a familiar silhouette.

"Su Cuicui ..." She murmured in a dream, "You are here too."

She nested on the sofa, rubbed, and fell asleep again.

Su Wen squatted down, touched her blushing face, a little hot, and shouted close to her ear, she was so drunk that she didn't answer him.

"Who do you drink for her?" Su asked wearing a mask and a hat. The pupils under the brim of the hat were splashed with ink and shiny black.

This aura, two eight meters!

"Are you Yuwen's boyfriend?"

(End of this chapter)