Su Meng took out a brown book from the drawer of her desk, opened it and said, "I've come across several problems today. We haven't communicated with each other before. Let's unify the answers now, so as not to let people see the mistakes in the future."

"You read it."

When Su Meng listened to the phone, there was no sound other than the sound of turning pages and keyboard tapping. She also actively reminded her, "do you want to write down these things, so that you can read them when you are free?"

Who knows, Shen Yu'an on the other end of the phone said, "I never forget it."

With four simple words, Su Meng looks at the notebook and pen on the desk and feels that she is really a big fool.

She took up her pen with some indignation. "Then you can start talking."

Basically, the answers to these questions are Shen Yu'an's general answers. After su Meng's final modification, a standard answer comes out.

Like the first question, where did you meet for the first time.

Shen Yu'an pondered for a moment and said, "it's the Arc de Triomphe in Paris. I saw you feeding pigeons."

Su Meng thought about the picture and added, "it was early summer. I was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. I was standing in the square with my canvas shoes to feed pigeons. You are wearing a t-shirt - "

because she is a fashion designer, every time she designs these bridge sections, she subconsciously designs clothes for two people and puts a suit of men's or women's clothes she likes.

She understands her own dress style five years ago. If she doesn't understand Shen Yu'an's dress style, she says it according to her favorite style.

Speaking of half, Shen Yu'an mercilessly interrupted, "I don't have a T-shirt, the cupboard is full of shirts and suit pants, or a three piece suit."

Su Meng couldn't help muttering, "a rigid man."

Shen Yu an lowered his voice, "eh?"

Su Meng immediately said, "well, a man with special taste. Let's go on. I took the initiative to introduce myself to you with a pair of trousers. What about the back? "

Shen Yu'an on the other end of the phone opened a novel, turned it over and continued, "I'll take the initiative to invite you to a bar for a drink, and then we'll take a walk along the Rhine River."

Su Meng didn't make this up, because she really couldn't imagine that someone would go to a bar to drink in a black shirt.

When the first question is well designed, the answers to the latter two questions will be better designed.

"The next day, we continued to travel with each other in Paris. That night, we went to the bar to have a drink, then looked at each other, and finally went to the hotel. Later, we lingered in Paris for a week. When we left, I accidentally lost your postcard, and the two lost touch completely. "

Su Meng read the love story between them in the book, and her face burned unconsciously.

Oh, my God, this is inhuman torture.

Talk to a man about the love story you two made up together, about going to a hotel, lingering and other ambiguous words. Each word makes her goose bumps and blushes.

She said, stifling her shyness, "then all the problems today will be solved. I'm hungry and I'm going to have dinner. Go to dinner, too. Bye. "

Without waiting for Shen Yu'an to talk on the other end of the phone, she couldn't wait to hang up.

As soon as the phone hung up, she couldn't help burying her hot face in her arm. "God, what a shame! Lingering, my God! hotel! Terrible

After shyness, she did psychological construction for herself.

Don't be shy. Everything is difficult at the beginning. As long as you make up all these stories, you won't have to continue to make up stories in the next two years.

In a few months, Su Meng will find that, yes, she really doesn't have to make up a story, but she has to put the story into action with practical actions.

After this brief psychological construction, she walked out of the office with a smile. This time, she can face the colleagues' questions very calmly.

So, the day in a mysterious forum more than a tip, the tip is the love story of my husband and XXX.

The reason why we use XXX instead of Su Meng's name is that she has too many rival lovers.

Many people see Su Meng two words, can't help but enter the post to scold a few words, so write XXX is the safest.

As soon as the post came out, it immediately attracted countless onlookers.

If Su Meng also saw this post, she would find that her simple story of 20 words has become a short story of thousands of words in this forum.

The next day, the post went on Weibo again.