Chapter 445

"Secretary Zhao, get ready for the car."

He suddenly opened his mouth and let Secretary Zhao, who had been meditating, shudder, "yes, minister, is it to see Miss Wen?"

He asked tentatively why Jie nodded invisibly, and immediately said aloud, "yes, I'll arrange it now."

When he opened the door and went out, why did Jie explain: "don't disturb her, don't let her find out, tell the bottom servant, be careful."

"Yes, don't worry. I'll tell you what to do."

Why Jie nodded: "go."

Secretary Zhao closed the door and left. Why did Jie sit down slowly? His body was stuck in a soft leather swivel chair. He could not express his displeasure. He reclined on the back of the chair, closed his eyes, but kept circling Secretary Zhao's words in his mind. She looked like now, even Secretary Zhao could not recognize them.

What is lovesickness like? What should she be like?

She should be as delicate and soft as usual, with a bright smile and the most lively eyes. She is thin but not weak, like a smart fawn. She is mischievous but has a good family education. She is suitable for both movement and stillness. She should be dressed in bright clothes and live a comfortable life like she was before the age of 19. This is his love affair What it should look like.

He couldn't think of her change now. As long as he closed his eyes, her face would appear in his mind. The pain was like a thorn from the flesh and blood, which pierced all his disguises.

The car cut through the night and went through the hustle and bustle of silence.

Outside the window is the world of neon flashing. Inside the window is the silence of the night. Lonely. The driver drives silently. Secretary Zhao also breathes while sitting in the passenger cab.

Why did Jie sit in the back row and keep his eyes closed all the time? But between those two eyebrows, they were wrinkled into Sichuan characters, thick and inseparable.

Around most of the city, the car turns into the villages that are out of place. The only place that is lively and upscale is Carrefour supermarket chain.

The car was parked far away from the parking lot. Why did Jie put the window down in half and look at the brightly lit supermarket exit.

Secretary Zhao said in a low voice. If she didn't recognize the wrong person, Acacia works here. She goes to the supermarket at about 8 o'clock in the morning. She will go back for two hours at noon to have a meal and rest. In the afternoon, the supermarket will close at 9 o'clock in the evening, and she will leave.

And it's 8:30 p.m.

Secretary Zhao raised his wrists and looked at the watch, and said, "there is still about half an hour left. It's time for Miss Wen to get off work."

"Well, just wait here." Why did Jie say a word, but his eyes had not been moved from the entrance of the supermarket. He looked at the bright gate. There were many people coming and going, but he seemed to be invisible. He thought secretly, and did not know when to see his little Acacia.

Secretary Zhao saw him like this. He sighed softly and almost inaudibly. What's the trouble? If you really don't want to let go, you should not let go at the beginning. You are married and your wife is of such a nature. Why is minister he doing this now, not to make trouble for Miss Wen?

He gave a shudder. He couldn't imagine what Du Fangfang would look like if he knew all this. Anyway, he was afraid of that woman. So he should apply for a vacation for a while to avoid fighting.

Thinking like this, he denied it in his heart. He has been involved. How can he hide for a lifetime even if he has been hiding for a while?

Acacia changed her work clothes and took her bag to get ready for work. When she looked up, she saw that Changsheng was leaning against the door. Her tall body was a little thin. In the chilly spring night, she was a little cool and elegant. If he painted, she would frown, her thin lips would be slightly pursed with a little pure evil spirit. When her eyes went through the light, she would be confused and confused Also absentminded for a while, how this child, these days more and more different from before.

It's like taking off the childishness of the child overnight, and becoming a pretty man.

When Changsheng saw her, his eyebrows and eyes were bent, and a warm smile flowed gently. His arms were long, but with the unique strength of young people, he stretched them out and put them on his lovesickness shoulder, slightly towards his own side, warm, ambiguous but not light, as if with the simple fragrance of Gardenia.

"Sister Sisi, come home together." His voice was like plucking the strings of a violin, running water in her ear. The lovesickness glanced over him, reached out and patted off his hand, pretending to be angry and scolding, "no big, no small!"

Changsheng chuckled and showed his pearly teeth. His eyes were shining brightly. He stood still, but he leaned down a little. His voice brushed her ear: "think, I lied to you."

Lovesickness a Leng, raise head, stare big one eyes pupil: "what matter?"

Changsheng's smile was a little triumphant. It was full of cunning and frustration that didn't match the age of "15 years old": "I'm 18 years old, I'm 18 years old."

Lovesickness Zheng Zhong, a few seconds later, her little mouth gradually grew into an O-shape, but a little anger flowed from the bottom of her eyes. The longer the smile grew, the bigger the lovesickness had hit him on the head, angrily scolding: "you stinky boy! I knew it, I knew it! "

Changsheng was hit by her some pain, sniffle, blink and ask: "did you know?"

Lovesickness just didn't jump up because he was angry. He couldn't speak for a long time. He glared at him and turned to go out. Changsheng hurriedly chased out: "think, think..."

Acacia ignored him. She just walked fast with her head down. As soon as Changsheng reached for her hand and grasped her wrist, she shook it off. Changsheng grasped it again. Acacia was annoyed. When she turned her face, tears rolled in her eyes: "Jin Changsheng, are you playing me funny? When you were 18, you lied to me that you were 15. You lived in my house every day. I didn't guard you as a child. I, I...... "

Acacia tears fell, I lost, cheap have been taken up! Although she was sleeping in front of him at most, she was feeding Yinuo several times. She just turned around and didn't deliberately avoid going back to the room when she came home!

Long life can't see her tears. There is rolling blood boiling in the chest of the young man. He can't control the noise. He wants him to stretch out his arm and hold her in his arms. His Adam's apple moves up and down. Moving, like the voice of the spring, there is a rush of hoarseness: "Miss, miss, I'm sorry..."

"Jin Changsheng! You're still messing around! " Acacia is in a hurry. She pushes him away. Changsheng steps back after being pushed by her. Acacia turns around and runs, but bumps into a strong and hard embrace.

Why Jie's face is so blue, his lips are shaking and twitching. His eyes are almost full of fire. His arms are locked like chains. His eyes are glued to Jin Changsheng's body. His teeth are clenched tightly, but he can't restrain his anger. He dares to hold lovesickness. He dares to!

"Beat him to death!" He grudged and growled at the subordinates standing on one side, hugged the lovelorn arm and tightened it hard.

Pain spread from the bone, Acacia stood there, he was in his arms, full of a minute, can not move.

The taste of his body, the voice of his speech, his holding her movements, his warm embrace, all of which have never changed, but the familiar has been unfamiliar.

She thought that she would never see him again in her life, but she would meet him in such a situation.

But she has not heard of Acacia, and he is not the Jie in her heart. All their feelings have been cut off by his wife with those whips.

When he spoke, her chest was buzzing. She woke up and sniffled slightly. There was a little bit of acid in it, but fortunately, she didn't shed tears.

She pushed him hard, and his movement froze for a while, but strangely obedient, she pushed him away.

"Why do you do it to him?" She raised her head and looked very calm. She looked at him like a stranger.

This is the first sentence she said to him. Why did Jie stand in the crowd, suddenly, he couldn't tell whether the man standing in front of him was lovelorn or not.

And she had turned around, and he watched her step by step to the young man, pushing away the two surrounded hands, and he watched her hold his hand and pull him in the other direction.

The young man looked back at him, a pair of spring like eyes with the sharp cold light like a small animal, he clenched the hand of Acacia, and there were provocations between his eyes.

Why Jietong can't speak, he can't watch her go like this, he stumbles after her.

"Lovesickness..." He called her name, but her steps did not stop, as if he was calling another person's name, and she has nothing to do with it.