I Miss You

"We ate takeaway every three or five times. When did we have this mahogany lunch box?"

"Director Xu treats guests, it's not necessarily generous."

Senior Brother Shen shook his head, only thinking that Super was really mistaken--the raspy man couldn't catch more details of other details.

He saw something, and said amused: "Look at Miss Xu frowning, is it dog food with us?"

Super also looked in the direction of Qingcheng, and saw that she was eating slowly while sitting on the long bench. He glanced at the food in his hand again. Before eating, he didn't expect it to taste so good. He thought it was just an ordinary box lunch.

He took out his phone and swiped it, and asked, "I order an after-dinner snack, do you have anything to eat?"

Shen Jiajue said: "I can eat anything."

"I'll order more, let's eat together."

After the meal, Qingcheng received the dessert and freshly squeezed juice distributed by someone, saying that it was requested by Super. She happened to want something sweet. The meal just now seemed a bit salty.

Qingcheng has always known that opera actors are very hard to practice, and now although they are not beaten like the little scorpion in the movie "Farewell My Concubine", they must be affected. But I know that it's different from seeing it with my own eyes. I rub one action back and forth dozens of times, and repeat a sentence dozens of times before and after, just to find the best point. That kind of exhaustion accumulates bit by bit, but when the viewer is about to collapse, the actor has to start all over again.

Because it was mainly the teacher of the xiaosheng who came over this afternoon, Super had to keep practicing while others had a break. Qing Cheng stared at him all afternoon, in a daze. In the room with the air-conditioning turned on, that exercise suit could be soaked with sweat...

When leaving work, Xu Ershu looked at his niece and smiled and asked: "I just watched you and looked very attentively, did you come to be interested?"

"Well, kind of."

"Just like it. I was worried that if you didn't like it at all, it would take a little effort to work later, and it would be unhappy." As the two approached the car, Director Xu asked smoothly, "You haven't got a driver's license yet. Can you get it out?"

"I got the test." But I didn't dare to open it. Speaking of this driver's license, Qingcheng's written test only took one day to get a full score, but it took the road test three times to barely pass.

She said depressed: "The coach of the driving school sincerely suggested to me that I should put my driver's license at home as a display. Don't use it, so as not to cause a lot of side effects."

Ershu Xu laughed loudly.

After that, Qingcheng was about to get into the car and was pulled by the younger brother who had been close to her before. She now remembers the name of this young man, Lin Yi.

Lin Yi handed her a plain white cloth bag with an expression of "I seem to know something extraordinary" and said, "Brother Su asked me to give it to you."

"What?" Looking inside, it was his lunch box.

"Brother Su said it has been washed."

"Oh, thanks……"

"Then I'm leaving." He ran away while talking.

As soon as she got in the car, Xu Ershu asked: "Brother Su? Is Super? Did he give me something?"

Not to send, but to return...

What should I say?

However, Xu Ershu has already thought about it: "Supper won't be chasing you, orange?"

"no!"

When she got home, Qingcheng took the box to the kitchen, opened it, and found that there was a letter inside. She couldn't help but be frightened, thinking wildly, no...

She opened the envelope nervously, and two red banknotes lay inside.

"..."

What do you mean? ?

Is it a thank you fee? ?

Or do you mean thanks for the fee plus another one tomorrow? There are two after all.