Chapter 1008

Nikki slowly turned around and went back to the right way: "you're all right. He didn't even take the initiative to call me once, but I called him twice and got the reply that he was very busy at work. Now, he has time to go shopping with the girl. "

Monica was surprised. "Have you called twice? I haven't played once. "

Nicky: are you gloating

Monica can't help but: "you can have a little fantasy before, but I knew from the beginning that he didn't have no feelings for my model. Am I not more unlucky than you? He started with a home run

Nicky: huh

Monica: Yes, I'm the baseball. I'll fly away with a stick. I don't even have a chance to go back to the game

Nicky opens her mouth, unable to refute the image of her best friend, or even think of comforting words.

"Well, let's go and buy Christmas presents. Not all handsome guys can be friends. Maybe he and we have only two encounters. " Monica pulls Nikki forward and comforts her.

During the conversation, the figures of the two women also merged into the crowd.

……

Unlike Elena's "misunderstanding", Luke really took her on a tour of New York City this afternoon.

After leaving Times Square, they went to NYPD headquarters to see where someone was working and fighting.

Then they went to the Brooklyn Bridge and the Hudson estuary in the southwest. They watched the statue of liberty on Liberty Island from a distance.

They didn't go to the island by boat. Today, it's not so wonderful to go to the island by boat. They can only play when it's sunny.

By five o'clock in the afternoon, Luke sent Elena back to the school dormitory.

However, after parking in the parking lot not far behind the back door, he took advantage of her to say hello to a young security guard and stole into the college.

The paland School of art itself does not have very strict attendance requirements, and with Christmas approaching, most of the students leave early.

Like Elena's roommate, she has gone on holiday with her boyfriend who doesn't know who she is. She won't come back for at least a week.

A moment later, Luke finally stepped into Elena's dormitory.

Before his sister Claire went to Nantah, he just looked around the dormitory and didn't go to her dormitory.

So, this is his first time to enter the dormitory of college girls.

Paland is not a very famous art school. The house rules are not very strict. The decorations in the dormitory are quite distinctive. The house is full of strange things.

Elena's roommate is a New Zealand girl who likes to "make friends" very much. She seldom goes back to her dormitory.

Now, this double dormitory is almost a private space for Elena. The roommate only comes back for a night or a day occasionally.

After analyzing with a keen sense of smell for a while, Luke was no longer worried about his mild obsession with cleanliness.

Elaine's dormitory is a place for international exchange students. It's better than the ordinary dormitory. There's a bathroom for two people. It's very convenient.

But this is not a preferential treatment, because the price of this dormitory is more expensive than that of ordinary dormitory.

Fortunately, Elena came here with a scholarship. In this school, she is also a top student. There is a partial reduction in the cost, which is not much more expensive than other people's living in ordinary dormitories.

Plus meeting a roommate who doesn't go back to her dorm, she lives in a much better environment than a New York House with a monthly rent of 1000 +.

Of course, this is New Jersey, not the other side of Manhattan river. The rent is not that high.

While Luke was visiting the dormitory, Elena had already taken off her coat, dressed only in a thin sweater and jeans, and turned out a package of things from her cabinet: "would you like to come?"

He looked around and smiled. "Of course."

Elena also smiled and opened the coffee bag in her hand: "haven't you changed your taste?"

Luke: Yeah Her eyes fell on her.

She was very skillful, not very quick, and she was very pleasant to watch.

Suddenly, she glanced at him sideways, "why don't you talk?"

Luke sat down on the chair in front of the window and said with a smile, "I remember when we first met."

Elena: what is that

Luke Ho Ho: "I still remember that the third night you invited me to have coffee."

When Elena heard the words, she could not help but also sneer: "you will remember this!"

Luke shrugged. "It's my first trip abroad, and it's the first time a girl invited me to have coffee. It's really memorable."

Elena couldn't help laughing and took something from the side and smashed it at him.

Luke caught this thing and looked at it in his hand. He said, "you're still growing up for a long time!"

Elena gave him a poo and turned a blind eye to someone playing with their own personal clothes.So they talked and laughed. When the hot coffee came out, they sat by the window with coffee in their hands.

Elena's habits remain the same.

A chair, a small round table is in front of the window. It must be the place where she drinks coffee in her bedroom.

There are several books on the small bookshelf beside.

There are art publications, literary masterpieces, and Yeah? detective story.

Holding Elena on her lap, he took the detective novel: "derrick storm, do you still read this? I remember you didn't have that hobby. "

Elena looked out of the window into the dark air, falling larger and larger snowflakes, chuckled, "because I want to know what your work looks like."

Luke shoved the novel back: "the protagonist of the book is a private detective, and I am a detective."

Elena is at a loss: "are not all cases solved?"

Luke Ho Ho: "we can use guns to arrest and interrogate suspects. Private detectives don't have this right. However, if you think you can see it, you can take it as a pastime. The job of both is to find evidence, which is not irrelevant at all. "

Elena just made a sound.

The night outside the window is getting thick, but the bedroom is warm as spring.

It's dark early in winter in New York, and at seven o'clock all the street lights are on.

Jameson, a new security guard at paland college, is walking around the campus with a face full of frustration.

The old security guard retired because of illness. He had just been recruited for a few days.

As Christmas approached, the night shift inexplicably lined up for three days.

As a new man, he can only accept, and quietly comfort himself in his heart: anyway, he has no girlfriend, his parents are also in his hometown, and he can earn some wages by working overtime.

And just at night, the walkie talkie rang. Another old security guard on duty at the front gate told him plainly that he could go out to patrol.

Jameson hesitated for a few minutes in the warm security room, or had to dress up and walk out of it. Who made him new.