When I Fell For You

Where is Ikuko at the moment? I don’t know, it’s been too long.

Wednesday.

Qing'an stood in front of the standing mirror and quietly stared at herself in the mirror wearing a **** strapless dress.

She has a slender figure, waist-long hair, partial points, exquisite makeup, and her facial features are quite charming.

After watching for a long while, Qing An turned around and left the bathroom.

Drive to the company building, park the car in the underground parking lot, pick up the key at your fingertips, and get off Qing'an.

She closed the door with a slam and walked towards the elevator with her shoulders folded.

In the quiet parking lot, only the clatter of the heels of small leather shoes reverberated, lonely and far away.

After pulling her hair to her shoulders, Qing An pressed the button at the elevator entrance, and then selected the floor where she lived after entering. The elevator slowly rose, and she opened WeChat.

In the circle of friends, a friend who married to a distant city posted a small video. In the small video, her husband was teasing the child. The child was scared to cry, so her husband hurriedly coaxed.

Speaking of, I don’t know what Ikuko’s Moments style is like.

Qing'an puts away the phone, puts both hands on his arms, and slowly tightens.

The temperature in October is like a roller coaster, high and low. It was a bit cold today, but it was even colder when I got to the elevator.

Stepping on the small red leather shoes, grabbing the red vintage one-shoulder small bag, walked into the company and checked the time.

At this moment, there is still more than an hour before the "Listening" program starts.

"Oh, Qing'an, did you change your makeup today?" Shen Tian turned his head, resting his right elbow on the table, and gently stroking his chin with his fingers.

"Yeah." Qing An nodded.

"The color of this lipstick is good, so I want to bite it." Shen Tian said jokingly.

After listening to Qing'an, put down the radio theme, put his hands on his shoulders, and slowly turned a half circle with the swivel chair, facing Shen Tian, ​​hooked his fingers, and said, "Then you are here to bite."

After hearing the conversation between the two men, the other male colleagues who were about to get off work looked over here.

Shen Tian looked at the smooth and slender legs under Qing'an's skirt, cleared his throat, and said, "Qing'an, you are really...If I were a man, then you would still be so naked|naked|seduce|quote, maybe Something indescribable has to happen."

"But you are not a man, what indescribable things can happen, right?" Qing'an finished speaking and smiled.

When she is not smiling, the whole person looks a little cold, like a devil in a fashion film.

But once she laughed, it was like a poppy, which made people difficult to resist. Knowing that it was poisonous, she still had to touch it.

"Yes, thanks I am not a man, you can be so unscrupulous." Shen Tian smiled, picked up the hair on Qing'an's shoulder, and played with her fingertips.

"Yeah, two women, even if they do it, they won't get pregnant." Qing'an lowered Shen Tian's hand, turned and continued to flip what was in his hand.

"Forget it, I won't talk to you." Shen Tian helped his forehead.

"Your show is over, why don't you go back?" Qing'an asked Shen Tian still not leaving.

"That's it, Qing'an, can I go to your place today to borrow to live for a night? My roommate's male ticket came, and she was so noisy." Shen Tian said, sighing.

"Come if you want." Qing'an looked at the radio draft, and then added: "But I don't get off work until half past 12, you should be clear."

"It's okay, I can survive, just wait here for you to get off work." Shen Tian said with a smile.

After Qing'an listened, he raised his eyes to look at her, nodded, and then got up to get some water.

When the time was up, Qing An entered the broadcast room with the broadcast draft, held the baton from the previous broadcast host, put on the headphones, adjusted the microphone, and sat down.

"Listen" is a radio program of night life emotions. It has been two years since the program was first broadcast. The broadcast time is from Monday to Friday from 23:00 to 00:30.

At 23:00, Qing'an put on his headphones, and after the opening song and some commercials were over, he approached the microphone.

"Hello everyone, this is the "Listen" program of Longzhe Radio Station. I am your old friend, listen to the language. Welcome to listen, and also welcome all new and old friends to participate in the message discussion on my WeChat account. My WeChat account It’s tingyu×8, and you are also welcome to call the hotline 021-34××7 to tell me your story.”

"In life, many times we have something to say to someone, such as the person you have a crush on, your friends, your family. So, today's topic is, what do you most want to say to him? Let me play a song first. You can leave a message on WeChat, and then come back and we will continue to talk."

Compared with other anchors, Qing'an's voice is not particularly sweet. It is generally defensive, but it is like the slow flow of people's blood, which makes people inseparable.

This is what the listener said when commenting on the official blog of Longzhe Radio Station Weibo.

Listening to the song, Qing An sat there, tilted her head and stared at the desk, thinking about many things she hadn't thought about for a long time. When the music ended, she retracted her thoughts, continued to host, and began to read the comments from the audience.

"My listener [Gaoshan] said that she is a very good girl and she is very hardworking. Now she is starting her own business and she is so thin. We used to listen to this show together, but now she is too busy to listen. I just want to tell her, no matter what, I will always be behind her, accompany her, care for her, take care of her..." Qing'an was reading, suddenly thinking of herself.

Although I am doing a radio show on life emotions, I have never experienced the taste of love.

Every day I live mechanically, no one in his heart, and no one is thinking about himself.

Going to work, going to get off work, eating, sleeping, all kinds of big and small things in life, are basically carried out by one person...

Even being distressed by others has become a luxury.

Well, originally she and Shen Tian often made appointments to travel together, but in the past two months, she couldn't even make appointments with Shen Tian. When he often called to ask if he wanted to come out, Shen Tian said he was busy.

"I think if I were her, I would be very happy. After all, the feeling that someone is thinking about is really good." Qing'an sighed softly after reading the message. Well, if I could meet such a person someday ,That's good.

After that, someone called the hotline and came in.

"Hello, I'm Listening." After connecting to the hotline, Qing An spoke.

"Hahaha, do women have their eyes open when they see money? Really fucking|Fuck, what **** is true, what **** feelings are all fake, hehe." A rough man's voice came out.

Moreover, looking like that, he is still a drunk who has been drinking too much.

"Many men with ordinary economic backgrounds still have girls chasing them. Why don't you see them? Oh, probably because those men have charms you don't have. Of course, I don't want to talk to you too much. I have to take care of the feelings of other listeners, so bye bye." Qing An hung up the hotline after speaking.

For example, the male writer Xu Yan is very attractive. Before Xu Yan became a best-seller, or a poor writer, Qing'an was fascinated by his writing and attitude towards life. .

“I’m sorry that someone just called and made a **** and polluted everyone’s ears. People can be uneducated, but they must be qualified, otherwise no one loves them regardless of whether they have money or not. Then, let me first Put a song for everyone to wash your ears. You can continue to leave a message or call me." After Qing'an finished speaking, he played the song.

Then, she continued to check everyone's messages on the WeChat work account, and after a song ended, she continued to read.

"The listening friend [Ning] said, hey, if you always can’t sleep, remember not to drink tea before going to bed, even if it’s a kind of beverage. In addition, your working hours are contrary to normal work and rest, which is bad for your health, but There is no way. But remember to eat more fruits and vegetables, and eat less foods high in sugar and fat."

After reading this message, Qing'an smiled and said, "It seems that Ning is a very caring person. I hope the person you like can feel your heart."

However, after Qing'an said this sentence, Ning sent another sentence on the job account.

Ning: "These words are for you."

After seeing the other party's second message, Qing An was stunned for a second.

Speaking of which, yes... When she was chatting with a person with insomnia on the show, she said that she also had insomnia and shared the method of forced sleep.

Then, I also said that I have been drinking jasmine tea recently.

But these are all said when chatting with different people.

And this Ning, actually remembered.

Is she a loyal listener of her own? But before, I haven't seen her leave a message, nor have I received a call from her.

Suddenly receiving care from a stranger, Qing An felt... a little warm.

"Are you a dietitian by profession? I feel pretty familiar." Qing'an couldn't help replying.

"No, it's just thinking about the nature of your work, you can't avoid staying up late, so I just checked what you need to pay attention to. I will get up early tomorrow, so I won't accompany you until 12:30 today." Ning said.

"Okay, goodbye, good night." After Qing'an finished speaking, he looked at Xianning's WeChat profile picture.

The WeChat avatar is a hand that is in the OK gesture under the blue sky.

Qing'an suddenly thought of Ikuko. Back then, every time I asked Ikuko for help with something important, Ikuko would smile gently, and then compare this pose.

No way, since Qiao Ling told her the truth, she can forcibly think of Ikuko for everything she sees these days.

At 00:30, after work, Qing An and Shen Tian left the company and entered the elevator.

In addition to them, there are two people in the elevator.

One man and one woman, the man is yawning, the woman is calling.

"The temperature difference between day and night is so big, you just wear it like this, are you cold?" Shen Tian stretched out his hand and twisted the fabric of Qing'an's clothes, and asked curiously.

"I will get in the car later, it doesn't matter whether it's cold outside." Qing'an turned around and Shen Tian closed his eyes.

"Okay." Shen Tian finished, rubbing his eyes.

The streets late at night are quiet, spacious and not crowded. Basically, there will be no impatient horn sound.

Qing'an held the steering wheel and the car started driving as smoothly as her breathing.

On the way back, there was a 24-hour convenience store next to it with lights on. From the early thirteenth to the fifteenth year, from the time Qing'an just hosted "Listening", more than two years have passed, every night, after all the surrounding shops are closed, only this convenience store is still operating.

Qing'an leaned the car to the side of the road, went in and got a blueberry cake. However, it suddenly occurred to Ning that she should eat less food with high sugar content, so she put it back slowly, and picked up a small bag of sugar-free whole wheat bread next to it. Although it is not good to eat these at night, at least the sugar content is less.

And Shen Tian took a box of fruit yogurt.

"Miss, don't you eat blueberry cake today?" The cashier is a girl about twenty-two. Because she often works the night shift, and Qing'an always comes to buy things at this point, once and twice, and when she is familiar, she always talks a few words.

"Stop eating, the sugar content is too high, eating too much is not good for people who stay up late." Qing An said, unlocking the phone lock screen.

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I want to write this article about small loneliness, small entanglements, small warmth, and small ambiguities...

So just a sweet text label, I think it’s too fixed thinking

[Either sweet or abuse] This kind of thinking is not good, everyone~

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