Su Meng took out a brown book from the drawer of the desk, opened the book and said, “I ran into a few more questions today. We didn’t pass through it before, so let’s unify the answers now so that people won’t be able to read them later. Something went wrong.”
“Read it.”
Su Meng listened to the phone with no other sounds besides the sound of paper turning and keyboard tapping. She also actively reminded, “Would you like to write down these things too, so that you can use it when you are free.” Let’s see how familiar?”
Surprisingly, Shen Yuan said on the phone, “I never forget.”
With a few simple words, Su Meng looked at the notebook and pen on the table, and felt that he was really a big fool.
She picked up the pen with some grief, “Then you can start talking.”
Basically, the answers to questions like this were given by Shen Yu’an as a rough answer, and after Su Meng’s last modification, a standard answer came out.
For example, the first question, where did you meet for the first time.
Shen Yuan pondered for a moment and said, “It’s at the Arc de Triomphe in Paris. I saw you feeding the pigeons.”
Su Meng thought about the picture and added, “It was early summer. I was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, accompanied by canvas shoes, standing in the square to feed the pigeons. You are wearing a T-shirt…”
Because she is a costume designer, every time she designs these bridges, she subconsciously designs clothes for the two of them, and puts a set of men’s or women’s clothing that she likes on it.
She understood her own dressing style five years ago, but she didn’t understand Shen Yu’an’s dressing style, so she followed her favorite style.
In the middle of the speech, Shen Yuan was interrupted mercilessly, “I don’t have a T-shirt. The cabinet is full of shirts and suit pants, or a three-piece suit.”
Su Meng couldn’t help but muttered, “Rigid man.”
Shen Yuan lowered her voice, “Huh?”
Su Meng immediately changed her words, “Well, a particularly tasteful man. Let’s continue. You walked up to me in an embroidered shirt and loose pants, and reached out to me to introduce yourself. What’s next?”
Shen Yuan on the other end of the phone opened a novel, flipped through it, and continued to speak, “I actively invite you to a bar for a drink, and then the two of us will walk along the Rhine River together.”
Su Meng didn’t make up this piece, because she really couldn’t imagine someone wearing a black shirt going to a bar to drink.
Once the first question is designed, the answers to the next two questions will be more well-designed.
“The next day, we continued to travel to Paris together. That evening we went to the bar for a drink. Then we saw each other and finally went to the hotel. Later, we spent a week in Paris. When we left, I accidentally took your postcard It was lost, and the two were completely out of touch.”
After Su Meng read the love story between the two in the book, her face burned unknowingly.
Oh my god, this is simply inhuman torture.
Talking to a man about the love story you two made up together, about going to the hotel, lingering and other ambiguous words, each word made her get goose bumps and flushed at the same time.
She resisted the shyness and said, “Then all the problems for today will be solved. I am hungry and I am going to eat. You also go to eat, bye.”
Before Shen Yuan on the other end of the phone could speak, she couldn’t wait to hang up.
As soon as the phone hung up, she couldn’t help burying her hot face in her arms, “God, it’s so shameful! Lingering, goodness! Hotel! Terrible!”
After she was shy, she did psychological construction on herself again.
Don’t be shy, everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as these stories are made up, there is no need to make up stories in the next two years.
After a few months, Su Meng will discover that, yes, she does not have to make up stories, but she has to use actual actions to put the story into action.
After doing this brief psychological construction, she walked out of the office with a smile, and this time she was able to face her colleagues’ inquiries calmly.
As a result, there was an extra post on a mysterious forum that day, and it was the love story between her husband and…
Why use… instead of Su Meng’s name is because she has too many rivals in love.
When many people saw the word Su Meng, they couldn’t help but curse a few words in the post, so it was written as…the safest.
As soon as the post came out, it immediately attracted countless onlookers.
If Su Meng had also read this post, she would have discovered that her story, which she said in just 20 words, has become a short story of several thousand words in this forum.
The next day, this post went to Weibo hot search again.
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