MTL - She Really Hates-Chapter 41

But not working is no good.

At most, Meng Xi could only use the boss's privilege of not having to punch in, and lingered for a while before leaving.

She also had a shareholders meeting arranged in the morning; Song Zhiyi was not an idler, and she had to pack up and fly abroad in the afternoon.

Meng Xicai had just made a girlfriend, and was forced to "exotic love" for a long time, and could only meet through video calls.

Song Zhiyi dials the video whenever she is free.

Meng Xi was still approving documents in the company, and she put up her mobile phone when she received a video call from her.

After the connection is turned on, the screen is first covered by something, a group of dark, car humming, street broadcast music, and foreign languages ​​separated by a distance, the wind blows, and then the camera shakes, showing a bright street night scene.

Song Zhiyi didn't show his face, and there was a soft smile in the voice coming from the screen: "Girlfriend, do you want to guess where I am?"

Where to guess.

Meng Xi said: "It's the capital of country A. I was tired of seeing this street when I was in college. Don't take pictures of the scenery. How can you look good in the scenery?"

With such sweet words at her fingertips, her face wouldn't turn red.

Song Zhiyi has gotten used to listening a few days, she smiled helplessly, and turned the camera to point at herself.

In the background are the crowds and vehicles passing by, as well as the glittering storefront decorations on the street. After the lens is focused, they all blur into a deep and shallow streamer, which serves as a foil for her smiling.

Song Zhiyi only covered a trench coat over the long square-necked and long-sleeved chiffon skirt. The night wind blew the scattered strands of hair. She pinned the hair around her ears to the back, revealing the lace ribbons tied around her soft neck. The end of the bow hangs down and rests on the slender line of the clavicle.

Meng Xi couldn't help thinking of the choker she saw when she was shopping with Mrs. Meng two days ago.

The black soft leather that is less than **** wide, and the golden butterflies embellished on the elastic buckles flutter their wings, reflecting the cold glare in the light of the display window.

Meng Xi always takes a look at these kinds of trinkets. If they don't wear them, they will strangle their necks.

Now I suddenly realize that she has a girlfriend! Bought it for my girlfriend to wear it to play, it is pleasing to the eye and enhances the relationship.

...It's a pity that the girlfriend is not around, any ideas are useless.

Meng Xi regretfully pressed down the new hobby that he suddenly awakened, and noticed Song Zhiyi's clothes, "Why do you wear so little, is it cold?"

Song Zhiyi said, "It's not that cold here. It's where you are. I see that the weather forecast has been below zero for the past two days."

"It's okay, I've been in the house all day, and I can't freeze."

Even though I said that, I was always remembered by my girlfriend, and I didn't forget to check the weather forecast here when I went abroad. This thought alone is very precious.

Meng Xi raised the corners of her lips unconsciously, chatting with Song Zhiyi while working.

Even if it is just to exchange their own trivial life, such as Sprite stole the snack jerky in the cabinet this morning, and tore paper towels all over the floor, the hotel where I stayed has a cactus on the balcony, or Meng Xi complained about the domestic stand-alone machine. The market is really sluggish, and PC games are no longer making money. Few companies are willing to develop large-scale PC games...

It seems that because the objects of sharing are different, even the ordinary daily life has become interesting everywhere.

Meng Xi said, and asked her where she went shopping before.

"Keep it a secret for now."

Song Zhiyi's brows and eyes were slightly curved, and she made a "shush" gesture, "I'll tell you when we meet next time."

See you next time...

Meng Xi pointed and calculated that, with Song Zhiyi's tight schedule, she should return to China by the end of next month.

She really wanted to speed up the time, fast forward to the day of the meeting.

But I also feel that even if we miss each other at such a long distance, there is still a beauty that is worth staying for time.

That's how I walked to the hotel, just as a call came in from Meng Xi's side, so I hung up the video call with her for the time being.

It was Su Yuan's phone number.

Meng Xi was a little surprised. She thought it was a contact at work - although Su Yuan usually calls, she usually picks it up after working hours.

Is something wrong?

Meng Xi didn't delay and got connected immediately.

"Hello, Su Yuan?"

"...Xixi." There was a slight silence on the other end of the receiver, and Su Yuan's hesitant voice came, "I heard about you and Song Zhiyi... Is that true?"

Meng Xi's first reaction was what Han Yuming told her. After all, her relationship with Song Zhiyi, although she did not hide it, did not deliberately publicize it.

In addition, when a girlfriend goes abroad to work, there is not even a chance to go out on a date to show their affection. Except for Han Yuming, no one should really know that the two of them are together.

But she thought about it carefully. Although Han Yuming was missing a few points, he was not someone who would gossip about friends, even if this person was Su Yuan, who also had a good relationship with her.

Meng Xi couldn't help asking: "Where did you hear this?"

Could it be that she was so obvious before that the whole world knew that something was wrong with them?

"Isn't it?" Su Yuan seemed to be relieved, "That's good, you weren't photographed like that before, I thought..."

Oh. Meng Xi remembered.

The previous time on the hot search, Meng Xi quickly suppressed the contact. Su Yuanren was abroad and probably didn't know anything at the time.

But the hot search is not in vain. It is estimated that someone who knew her or Song Zhiyi saved the photo, passed it around, and finally passed it to Su Yuan.

"It's true." Meng Xi hesitated for a moment, then simply admitted, "I'm dating Song Zhiyi."

"…"

At that time, Song Zhiyi said that she would not hide anything, and of course Meng Xi had no intention of hiding anyone, so she answered when asked.

"You..." Su Yuan didn't speak for a while, "Xixi, do you know what you're doing?"

"Are you against it?"

"...Should I agree?"

"I didn't know you were against homosexuality."

Meng Xi said so.

But she knew in her heart that this was not the case, and she still expected something - Su Yuan didn't like Song Zhiyi.

I don't hate it, I just don't like it.

She used to tell Meng Xi not to embarrass Song Zhiyi, and she was more inclined to simply not want Meng Xi and Song Zhiyi to be enemies than to resolve conflicts.

Meng Xi can somewhat understand her complicated feelings towards Song Zhiyi.

This is also the reason why she told Han Yuming at the first time after she and Song Zhiyi were together, but did not specifically inform Su Yuan.

Such a scene, Meng Xi had imagined before deciding to date Song Zhiyi.

She said that consideration is serious consideration.

"I'm sorry, Su Yuan." Meng Xi said sincerely, "It's normal for you to be unhappy. But I thought about it carefully, I really like her, I want to be with her, and I won't let go easily."

"...You don't need to apologize."

Su Yuan smiled bitterly, "Xixi, I'm your friend, and I won't oppose you."

But it won't support either.

Meng Xi heard what she meant, but heaved a sigh of relief. That's enough.

Two days later, on Saturday, Meng Xi returned to Meng's house with the dog.

Recently, Mrs. Meng and her little sister went to travel around Europe, and they couldn't come back for two or three months. Father Meng and Meng Zhao were not the type who often stayed at home. The home was very deserted to the naked eye.

While Meng Xi was playing with the dog in the living room in loose sportswear, she received a call from Song Zhiyi.

"Surprise."

Song Zhiyi's voice on the other end of the phone was still tepid when he was delivering surprises.

However, Meng Xi suddenly pushed Sprite away and became happy: "It's really surprising, didn't you say there is a temporary additional concert today?"

"Well... I lied to you."

Song Zhiyi's voice was separated from the phone, with a faint smile, "Girlfriend, are you busy now? Would you like to come out to see me?"

Meng Xi was stunned for a moment, understood her meaning in a flash, and got up from the sofa.

"I'm coming now!"

Compared with the real ancestral house, the villa where the Meng family lives now is not too big, but when Meng Xi ran out today, he deeply felt that the road to the gate was too long.

Song Zhiyi's white car was parked outside the gate, and on the hood there was still a pink flower that Meng Xi had scribbled on a whim before, adding a bit of childish cuteness.

As soon as Meng Xi walked to the front of the car, the rear door opened.

Song Zhiyi sat inside, looking at her with a gentle smile, like stars falling in her eyes.

Meng Xi sat in, closed the car door and asked her, "Why did you come back all of a sudden?" Then he said, "It's really stupid, you should actually be allowed to drive in, just come in and sit."

Song Zhiyi said, "Next time. I can only stay for a while, and then I have to catch a flight."

Meng Xi paused.

She originally thought that Song Zhiyi's itinerary had changed temporarily, but now that she heard this, she knew that she was returning to China between work, just to meet and chat for more than ten minutes.

Stupid or not?

Meng Xi couldn't help feeling distressed when she thought that she would have to fly back and forth for more than ten hours, and she couldn't rest well.

There was also some sour and soft love and affection, which made Meng Xi especially want to hug and kiss her.

Song Zhiyi didn't give her this chance. She took out a gift bag and handed it to Meng Xi.

"I told you before, and I'll tell you when we meet."

"You bought a present?"

Meng Xi opened the elegantly packaged cardboard box. Inside was a familiar handbook. The cover was a swaying pocket watch with a peculiarly shaped pointer that could be turned.

"Isn't this a part of "Magic Detective"? Is it still for sale now?"

Meng Xi was surprised.

"Magic Detective" is a stand-alone game of suspense and puzzle solving. It was released more than ten years ago. After two generations, the production company went bankrupt.

For many, it's just an outdated niche game.

But it was this game that allowed Meng Xi to come into contact with the new world for the first time, from a wealthy and wealthy daughter to an internet addict girl who was addicted to games, and finally ran to start a game company...

Of course, Meng Xi didn't need the money to collect the surrounding items. She had this book.

But Song Zhiyi probably spent a lot of thought in order to find the game peripherals from more than ten years ago, which made her even more moved.

Song Zhiyi said, "Open it and take a look."

Meng Xi opened it, only to find that someone had written a line on the title page of the account:

"Gift to my fellow travelers, I hope you will always be enthusiastic - J.D"

J.D is the initials of the main planner of "Magic Detective" at that time, and he is also one of the game planners that Meng Xi especially admires.

Song Zhiyi looked at her surprised appearance, and smiled slightly with her eyes bent: "I happened to meet you this time. I think you should want it, so I asked you for an autograph."

Meng Xi finally couldn't help hugging her and said with a sigh, "Actually, I also prepared a gift for you."

But in such a comparison, whether it is the degree of care or the degree of preciousness, it is a bit unmanageable.

Song Zhiyi had some expectations: "What is it?"

"It's over at the apartment, I didn't bring it here." Meng Xi touched her face and coaxed her, "If you go abroad this time, you'll be obedient until the end of your work, instead of running around like today, you'll be fine when you come back. to you."

Song Zhiyi was startled and smiled helplessly: "Aren't you happy to see me?"

"Of course I'm happy. I'm so happy that my heart melts, but..."

Meng Xi kissed her, looked her in the eyes and said, "Your health is the most important thing. Don't worry, girlfriend, we have a long time."

The author has something to say: in the last chapter, because of the review, a section of the kiss scene was deleted (in fact, nothing was written), and in order to make up for the number of words, I added a subsection of the plot at the end, the baby who watched it before the red lock can take a look, It doesn't matter if you don't look...

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