Chapter 901

After the first drop of tears fell, her tears seemed to be opened. They flowed endlessly. Jiang ruting's fingers clutching the paper towel gradually tightened, but her irritability and anger could not be suppressed.

Madness makes people angry, tears moles make people angry, and boring ghost games make people angry, but she seems to be trapped in a vortex and has no chance to struggle.

I don't know how long he sat alone. Jiang ruting threw a paper towel on the ground, turned upstairs and locked the door of his bedroom.

She stood at the door. Her shadow was reflected in the dressing mirror beside the bed. Suddenly, even she couldn't tell whether it was Jiang Rumo or herself standing there.

Her life in recent years seems to be divided into two parts. One is called Jiang Rumo and the other is called Jiang ruting.

Jiang Ruting slowly moved her feet and came to the mirror. The tear marks on her face had already been spent. She was dizzy in a group of eyes under her eyes. She lifted her hand and took off the fitted cheongsam, scattered her hair in the back of her head, went into the bathroom, changed her sister's perfume and shower gel to herself.

In the dense bathroom, Jiang ruting curled up in the bathtub for a long time. It seems that as long as she stays there, she doesn't have to face everything outside.

Until the water in the bathtub became cold, she couldn't help sneezing and finally came out. After changing back to her pajamas, Jiang ruting stood in front of the mirror again.

The face without tears mole and the smell of Jiang Rumo were not around. Jiang ruting finally breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at himself in the mirror.

That's her.

She is Jiang ruting, not a substitute for her sister.

——

After a whole day's work, it was already early in the morning when JOJO got home. The bright moon on his head was shining on the stone road, and the little assistant beside him was still whispering to him about tomorrow's trip.

JOJO leaned back in his chair without saying a word. At last, he suddenly turned his head and asked, "did you renegotiate the time of the previously postponed advertisement?"

"Not yet... Not yet."

Although JOJO never spoke harshly to him, because he was always a stranger, coupled with his iceberg like character and his voice was a little lower, the little assistant began to be frightened. Even though he had been with his boss for nearly half a month, he was still very careful when talking to him.

The little assistant lowered his head again, and his voice was several degrees lower than before: "I'll hurry tomorrow."

JOJO nodded without saying anything. He opened the door and got off. The car behind him restarted, drove into the darkness ahead, turned around at the next intersection and drove out.

The villa in front of him was also dark. JOJO opened the door. The nanny only left him a light in the porch. He changed his shoes and went straight back to the bedroom, throwing himself tired on the big bed.

It has been less than half a month since he changed his new assistant, but it is undeniable that compared with Jiang ruting's working ability, this new assistant obviously does not adapt to this work intensity or his lifestyle.

"Alas..."

JOJO sighed, turned over, took the pillow and covered her head.

He was a little agitated.

No, he was very upset. In the past half a month, he felt that he was several times as tired as before every day.

"Ding ~"

In the quiet space, a wechat prompt tone suddenly sounded.

JOJO didn't lift her head and reached out to touch the mobile phone she didn't know where to throw it.

No one will contact him at this time. It is estimated that his assistant suddenly remembered what he forgot to say, so I'll patch it now.

He felt his mobile phone by the bed. It should have fallen out when he lay down just now, but fortunately it was still in bed. If he fell directly to the ground, he might not even have the strength to pick up his mobile phone.

Sighed, pressed the light screen, was stabbed by the sudden light, JOJO frowned and opened the mobile wechat.

To his surprise, the new news came from Jiang ruting.

They haven't been in touch since he dismissed her.

“jojo。”

There is nothing in the message box except a name.

As if they were just trying to see if they had been blackened by each other.

Looking at the wechat that didn't know whether to say hello or test, he frowned, hesitated, or pressed out the screen without reply.

……

On the other side, Jiang ruting's bedroom.

Jiang ruting, who is also lying in bed with his mobile phone, is holding a cherry powder pillow and burying his whole head in it.

Such as the waterfall's black hair scattered behind, and the white and tender feet fluttering on the bed, fully announcing the owner's inner excitement.

For a while, as if he was suffocating, Jiang ruting suddenly raised his head, his broken hair in front of his forehead was a little messy, and his small face was powdered like a pillow.

Different from the despair and loneliness in the daytime, now her eyes are shining like twinkling stars, which are crushed and sprinkled on the bottom of her eyes. The whole person is hope and light.

Jiang ruting bit his lower lip and read the smoothly sent wechat on the screen again and again.

He didn't black her

Even if JOJO resolutely dismissed her, even if he knew that Qin Zhixu's wedding was led by her sister behind the scenes, he still didn't blackmail her.

Jiang ruting's heart beat slightly. He couldn't tell what he felt at this moment.

As if she had fallen into the deep sea, she was inevitably sinking slowly. At this moment, she suddenly looked up, but saw a subtle light above her head.

In the dark sea, the light that may be almost empty compared with the sun is as bright as the universe to her.

Jiang ruting hesitated for a long time, and finally summoned up the courage to dial JOJO's number.

She thought that on this night, she had some... No, she needed to hear the sound of light.

"Dudu..."

The receiver quietly repeated the mechanical sound. Jiang ruting clenched her hand into a fist and put it in her heart. She heard her heart beat faster and heavier, which made her eardrums roar and almost cover the sound of the phone.

The waiting for more than ten seconds was like a century. At the moment when the phone was connected, Jiang ruting's fingers holding the mobile phone trembled slightly and almost couldn't grasp the mobile phone.

"Hello?" came JOJO's voice.

The original cold but vibrant voice passed through the current. In the dead of night, Jiang ruting was surprised that he had only left JOJO for a few days. He felt that the voice had not been heard for a long time.

But just for a moment, the voice gradually overlaps with the voice hidden in memory.

It is still the clear spring in the mountains.

Jiang ruting took a deep breath, pressed down his restless, banging heart, gently twisted his pajama button with one hand and whispered, "it's me."