Chapter 572

"You don't have to rush." Gu Ziming hugged Murong Yuqing and said, "Yuqing, let's go."

They left angrily, and Lin Yi's good mood in the morning was disturbed by them. He didn't even eat breakfast.

She was alone in her room, some idle, so she took out her laptop, originally browsing the web, paying attention to the latest hot search rankings.

Then, I don't know how to open the search browser. My thin white fingertips gently tap the keyboard, and the words "the agreement of dandelion" appear on the search bar.

Then, holding the mouse, she pressed the search key and searched out the song "the agreement of dandelion".

The dandelion beside the fence of the primary school is the scenery with flavor in our memory.

the sound of cicadas came from the playground during the afternoon nap, and it still sounds good after many years.

we can't wait for the meteor, but we don't know where we can go.

the agreement of growing up together is so clear I believe,

it's the only wayward thing you insist on to travel together now,

standing in the corridor, we pay attention to the dragonflies by the window,

you are very close to me wherever I go, and a lot of dreams are waiting to be carried out,

the appointment of growing up together is so sincere that I can't talk with you forever,

and I can't tell you are friendship, Or missed love.

……

The song is beautiful, and the lyrics are full of happiness and memories.

Lin Yike curled up, arms around the knee, sitting in front of the French window, staring blankly out of the window. There are several tall Wutong trees planted in the small garden outside

window.

at that time, the main reason why mom bought this apartment was to love these tall Wutong trees. Green veins, full of vitality. Swaying slightly in the wind.

Mother said: "in the old legend, Wu is the male and tung is the female. Wutong is born and died together. It symbolizes love until death. "

Qin Fei has always been a very romantic person. Unfortunately, Lin Jianshan failed her "until death.".

Lin Yi's head was stuck on the cold glass window, and suddenly he felt some sour pain in his eyes.

Her brain is a little bit disordered, the words of Murong Yuqing rang out in her ears inexplicably.

"What's the point of being jealous of the past of Jing ting and me?"

"Jing ting and I grew up together. When we were young, we played together. He was the bridegroom and I was the bride. "

"We grew up and read together. I'm not happy, he'll coax me. When I'm bullied, he'll stand up for me and fight for me. "

"Lin Yiye, have you ever heard of the agreement of dandelion? When we got engaged, we talked about that song, four hands. "

Lin Yike jumps down the bay window, goes into the piano room barefoot, and sits down on the piano stool. She reached out to lift the cover, put her long white fingers on the black and white keys, and the music flowed out along her fingertips.

It's the song "the agreement of dandelion".

However, Lin Yi's music is only half played and can't be played any more.

Lin Yike slammed the lid of the piano, then lay on it and said nothing for a long time.

At noon, when Sister Zhang went upstairs to call Lin Yiye for lunch, she saw that she was still lying on the piano cover and did not speak.

"Xiao Ke, I stewed your favorite old duck soup. Go downstairs and have dinner. It's not good to drink when the duck soup is cold." Said Sister Zhang, standing at the door.

Lin Yike raised his head from the cover of the piano, his voice was a little hoarse and choked, "Sister Zhang, I'm not hungry, you eat first."

Because Lin can also turn her back to her, so Sister Zhang can't see the expression on her face, and doesn't know whether she is crying or not.

"Xiao Ke, you don't eat much in the morning. If you don't eat at noon, your stomach will be hungry." Zhang Jie said earnestly.

"Oh, you can eat first. I'll practice my piano for a while, and then I'll go down for dinner." Lin Yike opened the lid again and began to play again.

It's just that the sound of the piano is obviously messy.

Sister Zhang sighed, shook her head, turned and went downstairs.

However, after Zhang Jie heated the duck soup several times, Lin Yi still didn't go downstairs to eat. The sound of the piano upstairs was intermittent and never stopped.

Zhang Jie helpless, can only secretly call Gu Jingting.

……

Gu Jingting just walked out of the conference room when he received the call.

Secretary Ouyang long handed him his mobile phone, respectfully said: "Gu Zong, home call."

"At home?" Gu Jingting slightly raised his eyebrows and put his cell phone to his ear to answer. Over the phone, Sister Zhang's voice came down.

"Sir, today a miss Murong came to visit her home and said something to her wife My wife stayed in her room all morning playing the piano, and didn't even have lunch... "

Gu Jingting finished listening, deep between the eyebrows a few minutes, light back to the sentence, "I know."After hanging up the phone, he went straight into the president's office and left the papers on the desk. Then, he picked up the suit on the back of his chair, turned and walked out. As he walked, he told his assistant, "in the afternoon, I'll let Ruan Qi go instead of me, and all other itineraries will be cancelled."

Gu Jingting finished and stretched out his hand to open the door of the office. Then, I saw Murong Yuqing and Gu Ziming outside the door.

Gu Jingting's eyes were slightly cold. He looked at Ouyang long beside him.

Ouyang Long's heart was cold. Recently, the secretary department he was in charge of had many accidents, which was fatal. Now he can't even stop people. He thinks that the president's office of Gu's consortium is a vegetable market. Anyone who wants to come will come.

"I'm sorry, you two. Mr. Gu is out of business and can't receive you at the moment. If there's anything wrong, I can make an appointment for you." Ouyang long said politely.

"Jing Ting, I have a few words to say to you. I won't delay you too much time." Murong Yuqing stood in front of Gu Jingting, raised his head and said.

Gu Jingting's eyebrows were deep. After a short silence, he faintly dropped a sentence, "come in."

Gu Jingting turns and walks into the president's office. Murong Yuqing and Gu Ziming immediately follow him.

Gu Jingting put his coat aside and sat in the big boss's chair. Behind him is a huge French window, light from the window scattered in, lining him more and more tall and deep.

"Uncle..." Gu Ziming spoke a little eagerly, but he was interrupted by Gu Jingting.

"Are electronic technology companies so idle? Or, with the deputy general manager in charge, there will be nothing wrong with you as the general manager. " Gu Jingting held a cigarette in one hand, and his tone was loose but cool.

Gu Ziming's face changed slightly. He was about to retort, but he was held by Murong Yuqing.

"Zi Ming, I can handle my own business. You go back first. Don't delay your work."

Gu Ziming hesitated a little, then nodded, "well, I'll go back first. Call me if you have something."

"Uncle, I still have a job. I won't fight you." Before Gu Ziming left, he said hello to Gu Jingting politely.

Gu Jingting looked at the door of the office, opened and closed. He was thinking deeply.