初冬,李微末裹着深色外套站在展厅的橱窗外,皱着眉,鼻梁上架着的眼镜闪着寒光,他轻叩玻璃,示意里面的人出来。薛小雅看见他的脸就怕,千年不变的板着,此时看到他更是头皮发麻。李微末看了眼橱窗看了眼她:“请你告诉我,今年我们的主题是什么?”薛小雅顿时觉得乌云盖顶,弱弱地说:光怪陆离的童话。“李微末扶了扶眼镜骂道:”那你现在让我看到的明显是群妖魔鬼怪啊!薛小雅,以后上班 Early winter, Li Weiwei wrapped in dark coat stood in the exhibition hall window, frowning, glasses on the bridge of the nose flashing cold light, he tapped the glass, indicating the people inside out. Xue Xiaoya afraid to see his face, the board of the Millennium unchanged, this time to see him more scalp numb. Li Wei looked at the window blindstretched her eyes: “Please tell me what is the theme of this year?” Xue Xiaoya suddenly think cloud cover, weak and weak: fairy tale fairy tale. “Li Wei at the end help glasses scolded: ” Then you obviously let me see the group of demons ghost ah! Xue Xiaoya, after work