I'm the content director at a new media company.
My main focus is on male-female relationships, creating explosive content, which can be said to be a job of figuring out and toying with people's hearts.
After a day at work, I went home exhausted, and I thought of the rib takeout from yesterday.
I wonder if I'll see that girl today? Should I also seize the opportunity to get a girlfriend as soon as possible?
Thinking of this, I ordered another rib set meal.
Speaking of which, my recent luck with romance has been great: these days, every time I go to the company, I don't know which department's girl, always prepares a portion of soy milk and fried dough sticks for me.
Unfortunately, I don't really want to find a girlfriend at the company.
But the girl from yesterday, although a little cold, her appearance and figure were my ideal type...
Half an hour later, it was indeed her delivering the takeout.
This time, when she handed me the takeout, I decisively grabbed her hand.
It was cold, even so cold that I was stunned.
Then I pretended to be a gentleman and said: Hello, can I get your contact information?
The girl panicked and tried to break free from my hand, but her movements were a bit uncoordinated.
I also knew that I was being a bit abrupt, so I let go of her hand. Just as I was about to say something, the girl shook her head and ran away with her head down.
She's too easily shy, isn't she?
I sighed, ate the takeout with a lack of interest, and went to sleep after scrolling through Weibo for a while.
Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, the hoarse voice appeared again!
"Why..."
In my half-asleep, half-awake state, I heard this voice again and swallowed.
Because I remembered the strange things from yesterday, I didn't even open my eyes and tried to continue sleeping.
"Why..."
As a result, the voice came again.
I even felt as if someone was talking to me face to face, almost able to feel the breath coming towards me.
My whole body was hot and itchy.
It might be the subconscious at work, and the oncoming breath seemed more real.
I can't go on like this anymore.
I closed my eyes, prepared myself mentally, tensed up my whole body, clenched my fists, and suddenly opened my eyes.
A fish.
That familiar carp plush toy was actually lying directly on my pillow!
Even at the same distance as facing me!
This damn it! This damn it... whose prank is it?
I rushed to the living room in a panic and dialed the merchant's number.
"What's the deal with your damn plush toy?"
"Hello, may I ask who you are?"
"Mingjing Community, Building 8, Unit 801. I've ordered takeout from your place for two days!"
"Oh, I have an impression. But... we don't give out plush toys?"
"You're talking nonsense! Do you want me to take it over and show you directly? And your delivery person is also creepy, scaring the hell out of me!"
"My nephew delivers the takeout, is there a problem?"
"Damn it! Is your nephew a cross-dresser? A big man wearing women's clothes to deliver takeout?"
"I'm sorry, please wait a moment..."
A conversation with a local dialect came from the other end of the phone.
"By the way, did your girlfriend put it? My nephew said that your girlfriend has been getting the takeout downstairs these two times."
What? Girlfriend? Where the hell did I get a girlfriend?
In an instant, I thought of that girl in the long dress, and then thought of the boss saying that his nephew had delivered the takeout for the past two days.
So, did that girl intentionally wait for the takeout downstairs at my house, and then deliver it to me? Or, is she the girl who orders me breakfast?
Could it be that she's secretly in love with me?
Is that how you secretly love someone!?