In the evening, when Yan Shiqi came home, she stood in front of the French window in the living room and looked at the setting sun in the west mountain. Leaning against the window, she thought about it and called Liu Qing.
On the phone, she euphemistically expressed that she couldn't leave for imperial capital on time due to private affairs, but she would arrive early on Thursday morning.
But Liu Qing didn't say much. She agreed to her request with a smile and said that she would arrange someone to meet her at the station on Thursday.
After the end of the call, inkstone seven eyes color up a few confused.
She looked out of the window at the darkening sky, her eyes gradually woven a man's handsome and delicate face, and she was vaguely looking forward to the day after tomorrow.
For the next two days, Yan Shiqi was very busy.
Unlike the rush of work arrangement, she is very busy and mysterious.
Even when a man comes home at night, he doesn't see her.
Even if I asked Mrs. Lin, I didn't know where she had gone.
Qin Baiyu feels strange. He has all her notice lists. Recently, because she is leaving for the imperial capital, Tiancheng has not arranged any other work for her except for the charity dinner.
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At half past one on Tuesday night, Yan Shiqi came back to Linhu Bay, tired and tired.
Entering the door, she put down her handbag and rubbed her sore shoulder.
Looking tired into the unlit living room, dim, only one side of the wine cabinet, with a few lights on.
She glanced casually. As she walked up the stairs, she felt something was wrong. There was a smell of cigarette in the air.
Standing still, she cast her eyes to the window again.
This time, she saw it.
The figure of a man standing alone in the window is like a pine and cypress in the night, standing tall and quiet.
With smoke in his fingertips and bright sparks burning, a pair of bright pupils were shining in the dim living room, shining with the bright stars outside the window, which shook her heart.
Inkstone when seven subconsciously looked at the eye mobile phone, already nearly midnight, he did not sleep?
"Why haven't you had a rest yet?"
She walks up to him step by step with the light of the mobile phone screen.
As it approached, the smoke became more and more strong and choking.
The man poked the cigarette into the ashtray at will. By the moonlight outside the window, he saw her face full of tired color. He raised his hand to smooth her frowning brow. He asked in a hoarse voice, "why did you come back so late?"
Besides, Mu Yi has not been followed.
He was a little worried.
Yan Shiqi took his hand and shook it in front of him. "That's... They went to sing with Feifei, so they came back late."
She said it so seriously that she almost believed it.
The man didn't ask much and took her upstairs.
In the bright light of the corridor on the second floor, Shi Qi, walking behind him, saw that the man was still dressed in a shirt and trousers. "Have you been waiting for me?"
She sent him a message clearly, telling him not to wait.
He didn't even change his pajamas, just waiting for her in the living room?
Such a thought, inkstone seven heartache.
But before the time came, she could not tell the truth.
The figure of the man walking in front is straight and proud. When he leads her into the master bedroom, he has a low voice, "no, I've just been busy."
She didn't believe that.
Just now she looked at the ashtray. The cigarette ends in it were almost full. It was obvious that she had been smoking and waiting for her.
She sighed, and in the end she said nothing.
This night, tired Yan Shiqi soon fell asleep.
The man lying next to him took his eyes back on his mobile phone.
Mu Yi has just sent him a message, reporting today's trend of Yan Shiqi.
In the dark, the man put his mobile phone on one side, looking back at her tired face, some distressed.
What she is busy with, he has a guess, cover the bottom of the eyes of the wave, his heart full of a helpless, cherish the embrace of her, in her forehead fall shallow kiss.