Star Iron: I picked up a secretary at the beginning of March 7th

Chapter 121 Buying cakes for girls is not your style

"Oh, my dear curator." Hualin walked towards Angela with a flattering look on his face and asked respectfully, "I wonder why you came to me now?"

"Obviously." Angela pointed at the invitation screen behind her and looked at Hualin with a playful smile. "It's time for you to receive the guests."

"Me!..." Hualin was too angry to say anything, so he took a deep breath and said, "I understand, I'll get ready right away."

"There's no rush." ​​Angela stopped Hua Lin directly, "Come and take a look at this, they are all old acquaintances."

"I know we are old acquaintances..." Hua Lin muttered in a low voice, and struggled hard at the same time. He found that he couldn't break free from Angela's restraints, and then he looked at the picture as if he was resigned to his fate.

On the screen, the familiar Knife Office and the two familiar people were silent, but everyone knew that this time, there would be no third person coming back.

"I'm sorry, I didn't consider that things got to this point...it's all my fault." Shan looked at Lulu with a look of remorse and said, but Lulu just lowered her head and said nothing.

"... Our firm will no longer take on any commissions related to the library. This matter has been far beyond our capabilities from the beginning... I have submitted a report to Zwei."

"What did you say?" After hearing Shan's decision, Lulu could no longer remain silent. She glared at Shan and said angrily, "What's that about Mas? His death is meaningless to you!!!!"

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. If you want to scold me, you can scold me." Shan lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at Lulu. "It's all my fault for my misjudgment. We are just an office responsible for maintaining security and peace. We shouldn't be engaged in investigation at all." fighting......"

"..." Lulu didn't want to answer. She just wanted to calm down. Then she opened the refrigerator and was stunned.

"The cake in the refrigerator... was bought by Shan-senpai?"

"Cake? Ah, sorry, I haven't had time to go..."

"I'm going outside to get some fresh air."

"But it's still raining outside..."

Before Shan Shan finished speaking, Lulu had already left the street lighting office.

"Oh." Looking at the deserted office, Shan sat down on the chair very tiredly, closed his eyes and stopped moving.

Lulu walked aimlessly outside like a puppet, letting the heavy rain fall on herself. Finally walking under a streetlight, she couldn't bear it any longer.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!!! You idiot! Fool!!" Lulu fell to her knees directly, her face covered with water marks. As for whether it was rain or not, it was hard to say.

"It's so outrageous... It's not your style to buy cakes for girls..." Lulu roared incompetently and furiously, and then there were even more water stains on her face. .

When he heard Lulu say these heartbreaking words, Hualin felt even more guilty. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at Lulu's sad and angry look.

"You always say your mother is a great finisher; you always love to show off that big, stupid sword and say it was a gift your mother picked out; you always pretend that one day you will be like your mother So strong..."

Lulu's choked tone and sad words made Hualin's head lower. Hualin really didn't know how to receive Lulu then. Although Hualin knows that they are enemies and should not sympathize with them, who in this back alley is not as pitiful and pathetic as Lulu?

"This is...an invitation letter? The Book of Mars!" Hearing Lulu's somewhat excited tone, Hualin quickly raised his head, only to see Lulu's eyes widening, holding the invitation in her hand incredibly tightly. letter.

"The people who die there... will become books? If you want to get the book, you need an invitation letter..." Lulu carefully collected the invitation letter and said with a firm look, "I will never Don't let those bastards make fun of him...never..."

After saying that, Lulu stood up from the ground, turned around and walked towards the street lighting office.

But after walking a few steps, Lulu stopped, shook her head and said, "No, if I tell Senior Shi, he will definitely stop me. Well... I'll go alone... ..I have several relatives and friends…”

After saying that, Lulu turned and left the rain curtain, and the scene stopped here.

"Oh my God, I finally know why you want to leave so much." Roland said casually to Hualin, then looked at Angela and complained, "I said, Mr. Curator, are we a little redundant? To be honest, it makes me feel a little sad.”

"It's really interesting. Not long ago, a certain 'former terminator' was preaching that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain." Angela raised her eyebrows, but watched Hualin answer Roland's question.

"One code equals one code." Roland knew that Angela wanted to "get" Hua Lin, so he had to enlighten her silently, "Having said that, it would be a waste if you react to every misfortune, and who's life will be lost?" There is no burden of this or that. I have my regrets, and others also have theirs."

"It's rude to reveal your scars to others without permission. Forcing others to know stories they don't need to know will only cause more trouble to others. So..."

Roland glanced at Hua Lin, whose eyes were blank, sighed and said, "They already carry enough things. Sharing your misfortune with them will only make people think that you are showing off how heavy your baggage is. Maybe It may win some sympathy, but it will definitely make people unhappy.”

Roland patted Hualin on the shoulder: "Express sadness appropriately, express joy appropriately, greet others appropriately, and accept separation appropriately. This is good for both of us."

"Haha." Hualin couldn't help but smile after hearing Roland's words. "If our library didn't have a philosophy section now, I would have voted for you to be the designated secretary of the philosophy section."

"Oh, the most important thing is that I can't let emotions affect my work in the library." Roland showed a confident smile to Hualin and gave a thumbs up at the same time, "No matter what, I must always Stay rational so that you can help our curator collect those urban books."

"Haha, you said it so lightly." Hualin adjusted his mood, looked at Roland and retorted, "I am the secretary of the emotional level. I classify the emotional parts of the guests all day long. It is impossible to not have emotional resonance. After all, Everyone has their own unique memories.”

"You're right." Seeing that Hualin had adjusted, Roland also relaxed, and then asked tentatively, "So you can take a rest this time, and I'll entertain you."

"No need." Hualin waved his hand, rejected Roland's kindness, looked at Angela and said, "Mr. Curator, you don't mind having an attendant by your side when you welcome the guests."

"......Come with me."