When he got out of the elevator and didn't arrive at the office of fengyiting, he was caught by the successive phone calls and waiting subordinates, and Ji Qianyu also chose to leave first.
When Feng Yiting was free, he was still standing in the corridor, and the fragrance of his hands was all gone.
For a long time, Feng Yiting didn't move. He was a little uncomfortable: How did she suddenly feel that she didn't want to spend more time with him?
Shaking his head slightly, he denied his cognition: what was he thinking? I don't want to, how can I burn myself and give it back to him?
Back in the office, Feng Yiting picked up the phone on the desk: "today, on the 26th floor, director Jin, I don't want to see it again!"
In the evening, Feng Yiting pushed all the social activities and returned home early. Unexpectedly, he waited until 9 p.m. to accompany him, only one room was cold.
On the sofa, turning over the mobile phone, the cold face has been able to scratch a layer of frost.
"Young master --"
sent a plate of fruit. The servant didn't dare to stop. As soon as he turned around, he was called by Feng Yizheng: "wait! Are the young grannies coming back late recently? "
"No! It's usually around seven o'clock. There may be social activities today. In the evening, my little grandma came back to change clothes and told me that she would not have dinner at home! "
"Well! Go down! "
Wave, seal a burst of a few fidgety: he does not come back is good! Don't know if he's back? And social intercourse!
Originally want to make a phone call to her, play with the mobile phone, the interface to return.
I've been wandering outside for a long time. I can't stand the cold weather. Ji Qianyu is on his way back. I haven't forgotten to go to the convenience bag to buy a bottle of red wine and a bottle of white wine.
Fast into the door, she just opened the red wine filled two, but also sprinkled some white wine to add wine.
After dangling leisurely underground, she walked up the stairs without hesitation. The thick floor absorbed the footsteps of high-heeled shoes, and she unconsciously held her breath:
finally, she could not hide!
At the door, she took two deep breaths. Just as she stepped out, a slightly impatient male voice suddenly came: "Xueer, don't make a fool of yourself!"
Ji Qianyu put her head to the ground and heard such a sentence. The bitter corners of her lips twitched. She deliberately stepped on her feet and walked to the wardrobe:
she really wanted too much!
Excuse not in front of you? To alienate him, every minute! If I had known, she would not have gone out to be frozen!
Conditionally, Feng Yiting also quickly moved away from the phone, turned back, and unconsciously was stunned. However, he didn't need to be born, and the beautiful red and white figure had been transferred to the bathroom.
Regretfully, Feng Yizheng frowned a few times, and then took back the phone again. At that end, Ding Ruoxue's voice came again:
"you are married, can't I go back? You just don't want to see me? Do you still care about me? "
"You are my cousin, of course I care about you! Xueer, I'm thinking about your body! Stop fooling around! "
If she comes back at this time, not to mention how he is doing here, but only on the mother's side, I'm afraid that she will have some complaints! Will she offend even the last of her relatives?
"Ha ha, cousin? But I don't want to treat you as a cousin! You are the only thing I care about in the world! "
The voice of satire and resentment came, and Feng Yiting didn't know how to answer. After a while, he said:
"this is not a problem you don't want to think about! But I am your cousin! Xueer, listen to the doctor and take good care of your body. When your body can bear the load, I will introduce your cousin to you and find you a suitable object by the way! "
In this phone call, Feng Yizheng really put her position right. But the next second, over there, the weeping came.
The lips grew several times. For a long time, I didn't say a word of comfort, but I didn't hang up. I could do nothing but wait for her to pass.
At last, they hung up quietly.
Holding on to the mobile phone, sealing Yizheng's heart is not easy. Some things are used to for too long, even if they become rags, they are just like chicken ribs. It's a pity to abandon them. However, his congeniality with Ding Ruoxue was manipulated by the heaven. It was like an uncontrollable and surging song, which would stir in his mind from time to time.
Season thousand language goes out, need not go to see specially, also felt the sadness breath that his whole body sends out.
She didn't speak. She just hugged the pillow blanket, and then she lay on the sofa. Suddenly she was back to her head. She was so big that she couldn't think of it. One good day, after waiting for her all night, the phone call would turn into a bubble again.
Slowly, he crouched down beside the sofa: "go back to bed! Ruoxue called me to discuss the matter of coming back to settle down -- "
unexpectedly, he would explain, and felt uncomfortable, turning over, jiqianyu got up again:" Oh, I'm tired, I'm resting! "
As if in response to him, she also gave him an explanation. When the quilt rolled, she bumped back to the bed, but equally, she did not look at him. Lying down, she was as good as a silkworm baby. She closed her eyes when she closed her hands on one side of her body.
She was caught off guard by her reaction and forgot to respond for half a day. I thought I had to fight!
He pulled the corners of his lips bitterly, but could not tell whether he was happy or sad. He was too tired. After a simple wash, he also went to bed, closed his eyes, and thought of how to hold her in his arms, bent over, and gave her a kiss in her ear:
"good night ~ promise!"
Did not fall asleep, but also did not respond, jiqianyu dropped the fist but could not help but slightly clenched, heart, a trace of acerbity flash away.
One day later, Zhang Yueze finished his work and looked out of the window at the setting sun. However, Zhang Yueze pulled out a cigarette. The smoke curled up and his mind sank. His mobile phone rang again.
"Dad --"
press the answer key, and all the concerned words are asked. A crack of reprimand comes back. With a sigh, Zhang Yueze looks up at the ceiling:
"Dad, can't we talk about anything else except this? I'm an adult! Let me make up my own mind about my marriage! "
It's been missed once. He doesn't want to have any regrets. Even if this time is wrong, his life, he also wants to go through by himself!
"The more Ze, marriage is not a joke! Do you know how much the wrong person will affect your life? Have you ever thought that every day in the future, you may live in pain and suffer rumors? You don't care. What about your kids? What kind of woman did you choose? You ask yourself, do you take the land out? "