Chapter 30 The little crybaby with a red nose (2)
The noise in the corridors gradually increased.
Bai Ye glanced at the time and went directly to the topic. He handed the pure white pen in his hand to Yan Se and explained:
"Your pen broke, so I threw it away."
Broken?
Well...if it breaks, then it breaks.
Yan Se accepted it calmly and was about to speak when she saw the pen placed in front of her and blinked twice in confusion.
What does this mean?
Her mind was in a mess, her cheeks were burning hot, and she couldn't understand the meaning of this action at all. Thinking about how a stranger could give her a new, unopened pen for no reason, she subconsciously said something ：
"Are you selling pens part-time?"
Bai Ye's hand raised in the air suddenly stopped. He was a little surprised that the little girl not only didn't cry, but also talked nonsense. He opened his mouth and suddenly didn't know how to explain it.
It can't be said that he thought that pen was very important to her and was afraid that she would cry, so he bought a new one, right?
This is a bit ridiculous.
Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Yan Se thought he was right. Thinking that Xueshen's family was not well off, he couldn't help but straighten his back and pat his pocket:
"How much, I'll give it to you."
It was clearly visible that the corners of Bai Ye's mouth twitched twice.
"Little girl, I don't sell pens."
"Huh? You don't sell pens?"
Before Yan Se could get over the shock, he heard the man in front of him speak again:
"I bought an extra pen and kept it there. If your pen breaks, I might as well give it to you."
As if he was afraid that she would ask again, he added very quickly:
"Do you want it? Forget it if you don't want it."
He made a gesture and prepared to withdraw his hand.
"Yes, yes, yes."
Yan Se quickly snatched it from his hand and put the pen into his pocket.
There is no reason not to use the pen of Xue Shen.
But...his aesthetics are really strange...
After thinking for a moment, she pursed her lips and asked cautiously:
"Um...you like to use women's pens?"
Hearing this, Bai Ye's expression quickly darkened, he clasped his empty palms without saying a word, turned around and left.
Suffer it, let’s talk about the central issue.
Yan Se trotted two steps behind him, muttering extremely apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you had this habit. Well... you gave me a pen, and I didn't give you any money either. Can I treat you to dinner to say thank you?”
Bai Ye didn't respond and continued walking forward.
The sunset burned half of the sky red, and the crescent moon hanging high in the sky was looming. The milky white smoke from the school cafeteria merged with the gray mist. The setting sun lingered on the horizon, the prodigals rested, and the lingering night wind reflected the slender willow branches. Wandering on the lake...
The footsteps of the little girl behind him gradually became weaker.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the fiery clouds on the horizon. He seemed to stop inadvertently, the corners of his mouth curled up in a daze, and he said lightly:
"Okay."
……
"Buzz buzz——"
The vibrating sound of his cell phone brought back his wandering thoughts.
Putting down the pen in his hand, Bai Ye turned around and walked back to the living room, picking up his phone.
As soon as the connection was connected, a roaring voice came from the other side:
"Boss, where have you been? We never found you."
Bai Ye cleared his throat: "What's the matter?"
The other end suddenly laughed twice:
"Hehe, nothing happened. The main thing is Wang Song. He said that he saw that neither you nor Kaola, the boss, were at the reception. He wanted to gossip, hehehe..."
"Do you like gossip?"
"No, no, no, I don't like it. Boss, this is the first time I've seen a woman around you in so many years. We also want to care about your love life."
Bai Ye raised his eyebrows:
"I am also very concerned about your professional life. If you are very free, how about returning to the club for additional training?"
Du——
Not even a second after he finished speaking, the other end of the phone hung up.
The group has been arranged.
In the work comment area.
No one who promised me to join the group yesterday can escape~
(End of chapter)