Do you have time? Can you meet me?

Si Ling, your daughter is so beautiful. As soon as I met her, I knew it was your child, and you were so much alike, almost identical. She was so lovely and innocent, so clean as water, that she said she wanted to come to me and find me, and I couldn't refuse. She looked sad and had been crying, presumably meeting the bad boy who had made her sad. But now I'm asleep. Do you have time? Can you meet me? I miss you. Tonight at seven o'clock, Seongnam Park, under the statue.

Love you— Xiao Cang.

Jia Ning hadn't been home for two days, and she had said she was going to study with her classmates, but I didn't suspect it. That classmate was a friend she had known since junior high school, and she often came to my house for three or four days. I remembered that Jianning had once existed on my phone, and hurried to dial it. "Hey, Jia Ning." When the voice of Jia Ning's friend came from the phone, it was as if a thunderclap had exploded in my head. "Qingqing, is Jia Ning there?" I asked as calmly as possible, holding back the trembling in my voice. "Oh, auntie, Jia Ning is not here, I still want her to come and do the math cram school homework together, send her a message but she didn't get back to me." "Well, it's okay, she's been playing with her phone a bit seriously lately, and it's her aunt who forbids her to play with her phone." The phone didn't know when it hung up. The terrible thought in my head was getting bigger and bigger: Jia Ning had really fallen into Xiao Cang's hands.

Xiao Cang didn't know why everyone's enthusiasm for this competition was so high at this time, and even let the courtyard personally make some arrangements. According to the requirements of the hospital, the first thing to do is to make posters. As one of the few people in the department who was proficient in PS, Xiao Cang was rightfully entrusted with a heavy responsibility. Although he is a member of the school's work organization, Xiao Cang is not very sensitive to some popular things in the school, and he understands that in such a university with different rights and bad geographical conditions, it is possible to continue to study in the postgraduate examination and further study. I joined the school's technical department only because I had been exposed to related things and wanted to learn more about it here. But the reality is that his level also represents the overall level of the school, even exceeding the average level of this school, so when he said in the interview that he only knows a little PS, he obviously saw that the eyes of the student sister on the other side were shining, and he passed the re-examination without pressure, became a member of the technical department, and became a technical flow boss who was always praised in the department. Xiao Cang's "proficiency" in PS was popular for a while. Therefore, Xiao Cang was a little sincere and afraid when he received this task, especially the student sister repeatedly stressed, "This competition is very important in the courtyard!" After that, he did not dare to rely on the primary knowledge he learned to cope with the task, he found the course he had learned before, and finished the unfinished processing and began to make posters. By the time of the final, there were five players left, and Xiao Cang had already mastered the road by the time he achieved the fourth shot with his earlier experience. And when he opened the fifth photo, he shook his head for a moment. The picture shows a girl with slightly more beautiful makeup, and like the other four contestants, she is obviously from the same studio. But there was a chill in her eyes, a unique balance with the makeup. Like Leng Qingqiu in "The Golden Powder Family", if she is wearing a Republican student outfit, not a lady's suit. I don't know why Xiao Cang suddenly had a kind of dissatisfaction, dissatisfied with the dull aesthetic level in the courtyard, dissatisfied with forcing the contestants to wear uniform suits to take pictures. "Wow, where did you get such a nice picture of Qiao Siling?" Roommate Liang Feng suddenly came over, Xiao Cang was defenseless, and blushed suddenly, fortunately Liang Feng's eyes were just staring at the computer screen. "What do you think, Sister Xue asked me to make posters for the contestants of the host competition." It turned out that her name was Qiao Siling, Si Ling.... Si Zero.... Zero fell into the mud and dust. " " is really in line with her temperament. Xiao Cang's chuckle was minimal, and the corners of his mouth bent unconsciously.

It was the most attentive picture he had ever made, and he even went to learn a new course, and tried the color matching, composition, and font again and again until he was satisfied. It is said that when canvassing, she earned enough popularity by relying on that poster. Coupled with her own good enough, she eventually won the championship with an absolute advantage. This vigorous game finally came to an end, and at the same time, Xiao Cang's uneasy heart calmed down. He once fantasized about saying to her as she passed, "Si Ling, congratulations on winning the competition." However, he never said anything, even if the distance between them was less than a meter, he felt as if they were separated by the end of the world. Again and again to summon up courage, again and again to pretend to meet, again and again to pass by let him understand that they will not have any more intersection. She had never looked him squarely, sometimes with a cold glance, sometimes without even looking. He thought that they might never intersect, they were like two straight lines with communicating electrons, and as he approached, she left. The poster was the closest they were to. Xiao Cang no longer deliberately went to the road that Si Ling was walking to meet by chance. After nearly a month of out-of-balance learning, he put his bag back on his back and plunged headlong into the library's pile. Until one day, his QQ suddenly popped up a friend application, and when he saw that the additional message of the application was "Qiao Siling", his heart beat wildly again.