Winner fortune telling _ which winner fortune telling?

In order to save face, I invited a friend to celebrate my boyfriend's birthday. At the dinner table, my girlfriend whispered: He is married. What should I do?

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When Yan Yang first met Wenna, she was eating Oreo Wen Na on a rusty distribution box on Fuzhou Road. The traffic jam happened unexpectedly that day. When Yan Yang came to the crossroads, he simply put out the fire and looked at the little girl with purple hair seriously.

She took the last bite slowly, and the melted ice cream ran down the back of her hand, leaving her hands sticky and awkwardly hanging in the air.

After Yan Yang squeezed out, he bought a bag from Raffles. When he left, the tie ran to the intersection and took a look. Wenna really stood there, shaking his hand and looking at his nails.

Looking at each other, she suddenly waved to him.

Yan Yang thought it was fun, so he went over and heard her ask him nicely, "Sir, do you have a tissue?"

Yan Yang took out the plaid handkerchief and handed it to her, watched her carefully wipe it with her fingers, then held it in her hand and said to herself, "It's still sticky."

Yang Yan asked, "Why don't you talk to others and talk to me?"

She said bluntly, "You just looked at me. Besides, the car is good. You don't grasp such a good opportunity? "

It was getting late and the sun was setting, which dyed her cool hair into warm light. Wen Na looked up at him, a very white young face with soft lines and a full forehead. He narrowed his eyes and seemed to write his thoughts on his face for people to see through at a glance.

Yan Yang thinks that her beautifully dressed hair looks like an animated character she saw when she was a child, but when she thinks about it carefully, she can't even remember her gender.

With a shopping bag in his hand, Wen looked down. "This color is too out of date."

"Oh, it's for my mother."

She nodded and suggested, "Do you eat warm? I invite you! " Pointing to the shop behind him.

So Yan Yang stood in the street with her for no reason, sipping hot drinks and wiping handkerchiefs, and it was almost gone.

It was not until the night rose completely that Wenna reached out and pulled out the Gopro stuck at the foot of the distribution box.

Wen Na said, "Let's go, I have to catch the subway back to school."

Yan Yang said, "Let me see you off."

So on the way from Puxi to Songjiang, Wen Na sat on the co-pilot and smelled the faint perfume, as if it didn't exist.

Yang Yan asked, "Why are you so simple? What if I have an evil plan? "

Wen Na leaned against the door and left a mimeograph on the glass. Frankly speaking, "I'm not simple. Your bad behavior is also the bad behavior of the rich. Where can I lose again? "

After a while, the car was almost quiet, and the last topic had been extinguished for a long time. She brought up the old story again. "You don't lack everything I have. I have nothing to lose in the face of you. "

When I was 20 years old, I felt that I had seen through life once. Money, love, and love have all been experienced, and they have all been hurt by something more or less, so I especially like to pretend to be deep. At the age of thirty, I don't know how many times I have evolved, and I miss the proud innocence of twenty years old, so Wen Na doesn't know that her body is what Yan Yang yearns for.

Of course, Wen Na's name is not Wen Na. This is just a WeChat that Yan Yang gave her when she got off the bus. He didn't care much about her name. However, Wen Na likes it very much, because it sounds like Winner, and God knows how obsessed she was with winning since she was a child.

Her name is Pei Shu Jing.

After her mother's surname. Her father opened a casino in his early years and didn't like his wife's surname. As a result, she decided to take such a name because of a fortune-telling sentence. Her father finally got an excuse to divorce, but two months later he married a new person happily. What's the name of the new wife? What is expensive? Wen Na doesn't remember either. She only heard some interesting words from her mother.

Wenna thought, since the fortune-teller said that he could make a name for himself, let's lose first. She'll win it back somewhere else anyway.

For example, Yan Yang.

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In fact, she is not sure who Yan Yang really is, but she says good night to him cleverly every day and sends a seemingly casual selfie on time. She is very comfortable with his orientation, and every picture is just right, as if she were really so ignorant and indifferent.

She told Yan Yang that she was an independent photographer.

Forget it. Her money-making father finally has a conscience. Before going in, he sent her a small sum of money, only enough for her to go to graduate school. Her lack of interest in learning saved her a lot of money. She bought herself a portable camera, took the best-earned little fresh photo, and traveled all over Shanghai to take time-lapse shots. Occasionally, someone came to buy it.

She photographed the low-angle traffic, how a flower blooms, and the quiet business of snack bars all day, because there are countless people scrambling to take pictures in the macro universe, but few people aim at these unknown things.

When counting money, Wen Na felt that he had a unique artistic pursuit.

She inherited her father's Jianghu spirit. She doesn't usually associate with her classmates, but she knows how to win people's hearts with various titles. Roommates, clubs, and fellow villagers were invited to barbecue everywhere and sprinkle beer together to criticize the teacher who left the homework until someone whispered in the bathroom that she obviously didn't choose this course.

She doesn't care. She usually mixes in more circles, that is, the group of girls with unique logo. Nobody here asks about your origin. After all, you are afraid of embarrassment. Even if we get together and take a selfie, it is a deep friendship. No one is stupid enough to just fix their own pictures. Everyone is very gentle.

Wenner is tired. She has established an unshakable position in the circle. Anyone who is a boss should ask her if she will come. Even though she knows that she is in another bureau, she should solemnly announce that "Shu Jing has something to do today".

And people always have to go up. She doesn't want to continue swimming among this group of fake daughters who flatter each other. She wants to go to that despicable place. Not why, just a pursuit, an expression of seeking meaning.

After all, if people stay in one place for a long time, they will be comfortable, degenerate and really relax their vigilance.

So the first second she saw her in Yan Yang, she became nervous. All the radars started. She analyzed Yan Yang's conditions, requirements and abilities at the speed of light, and how she had to pay to get anything.

Yan Yang didn't know whether she was too lazy to talk or didn't care about her little tricks, so she asked her out to meet every week or two. Take her shopping, buy her some luxury goods and eat exquisite Japanese food together. Yan Yang likes to watch her munch on sushi coated with mustard, with tears in her eyes.

He also took her to a friend's party and directly introduced: "This is my girlfriend Wen Na."

In their circle, only a few female companions are hovering around, taking turns to fall in love, and suddenly a gentle girl comes in, and no one takes it seriously. In short, it will be replaced soon.

The turning point of the story is that Yan Yang is ill, which is really a cliche. However, you can call the driver after a booze, take Wen to school, and rest your head on her shoulder when you get off the bus to say goodbye. The weight of the whole person was on her, which made Wen Na suddenly feel that she was responsible for him. Even if you just want money, you should show your professional ethics and play with your girlfriend for a while.

That day, she went to his house for the first time. She lives alone in a small apartment. Wen Na didn't have time to look at these decorations carefully. She opened the refrigerator and threw the milk into the freezer. She couldn't find the thermometer. She went to the convenience store to buy a high-heeled thermometer and opened the map to find a drugstore. I finally touched the door and found myself locked out.

Wen smiled and cried for a while, standing at the door with a plastic bag rustling, thinking, why should I do this? Frozen outside in the middle of the night, Yan Yang won't know that I have been busy for so long, and he certainly doesn't know if there is enough milk in the refrigerator. Should I call his friend in a humanitarian spirit?

Wen Na opened WeChat seriously, guessing which men and women I met had a good relationship with Yan Yang and could come and renew his life at one o'clock in the morning.

Just then, the door opened. Read some stories every day. App Author: Xia He | Reprinted is prohibited.