Xu Jiamu and song Xiangsi went back to Beijing after their father's first seven days.

I took the plane that morning and arrived in Beijing. It was only one o'clock in the afternoon.

Xu Jiamu's car is parked at Beijing airport. He drives song Xiangsi back to Suyuan apartment.

All the way, the traffic was unimpeded, and it took only 1.40 minutes to arrive at the destination.

Before getting off the bus, song Xiangsi turned to Xu Jiamu with a rare gentle smile. Even the words in his mouth were very gentle: "Jiamu, thank you for this time."

Xu Jiamu opened the car lock and gave song Xiangsi a smile. He looked at Song Xiangsi for a while, then said, "if you have anything, you can contact me at any time. My phone number has not changed."

After a pause, Xu Jiamu added: "do you remember my phone number? If you don't remember... "

Xu Jiamu rummaged in the car, took a business card and handed it to song Xiangsi: "this one has all my contact information."

Song Xiangsi didn't reach out to pick it up, but continued to smile at Xu Jiamu.

Xu Jiamu blinked at Song Xiangsi twice, then lowered her head to look at her business card. After a while, she said, "Acacia, I promised your father to take good care of you. You keep my contact information. As long as you need it, I will always..."

"Jiamu." Song Xiangsi suddenly made a voice and interrupted Xu Jiamu's words: "I called the director, and I will continue to shoot advertising tomorrow."

"Didn't I say that? Go back to Beijing and have a rest for a few days. I'm not in a hurry... " Xu Jiamu frowned.

"Jiamu." Song Xiangsi interrupted Xu Jiamu again, and then called out his name: "Jiamu, the advertisement can be shot in almost a week, I will return to the United States next Wednesday."

Looking at Song Xiangsi's expression, Xu Jiamu was stunned for a while, then he asked, "back to the United States?"

"Well." Song Xiangsi gently answered and did not speak again.

She came back this time because her father was seriously ill. Now that his father is dead, she should also go.

She was very grateful to him for his help and care for her during this period of time. However, he was separated from her.

The car is very quiet, Xu Jiamu didn't make a sound for a long time, song Xiangsi said again: "if it's OK, I'll get off first."

Xu Jiamu seems to have heard what she said, but also seems to have no, looking directly at the street in front of her and gently nodding her head.

"Goodbye." Song Xiangsi pushes the door open, gets out of the car, then closes the door and turns into Suyuan community.

Xu Jiamu is still sitting in the car, his hand holding the business card, shaking very much.

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on the second day after returning to Beijing, Xu Jiamu went to Xu's company and left for about 10 days. His work became a mountain. Three high-level meetings were held in a day, and the emergency documents were signed in. He worked late at night and went to sleep directly in the company.

It took four days in a row to get rid of the work that had been piled up before. And this weekend, 80% of the time has passed.

When some things are busy, he deliberately doesn't think about it. However, once he is free, the more he thinks about it, the more he feels about it. In order to find something for himself, Xu Jiamu simply makes an appointment with a client in the evening to eat seafood restaurant in Xiangyuan. Then, he meets Miss Song, who has not been seen for a few days.

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