Chapter 118

On the roof of the hospital, Jiang Xun sat on the fence, his legs swaying gently in the cold wind.

Holding the railings on both sides, looking down from the top, the whole city seems to be trampled under the feet.

"I'm just going to throw rubbish. How come I'm here?" Rong Jing put his hands in his pockets, and his clothes were thin. The collar of his black sweater stood up high, which made him look more ascetic.

I don't know what Jiang Xun is thinking. He didn't hear Rong Jing's words and didn't even turn his head.

Rongjing brows gently twist, step over the fence, also followed by sitting on the half man high wall.

"Don't you know it's dangerous to sit here?" Rongjing looks at the distant scenery.

It's a dark blue, can't see the edge, deep like can suck people in. Only the sparsely dotted lights, like the ink, burned the dots of small holes.

Jiang Xuan turned to look at the people around him: "it's much safer than Rong."

Her objective evaluation, finish saying in the heart but smile, don't know when she even dare to so with Rong Jing speech.

Maybe it started from the day Rongjing and rongning gave her a birthday?

Mingming is still two strangers at the beginning, how unconsciously, close to so much.

"Sometimes, it's good to blow the wind in the nearest part of the city to the sky." With her hands behind her, there will not be too many quiet and leisurely days. After all, she is a person living in the calculation of people around her.

"I didn't know Miss Jiang had such a poetic side." Rong Jing replied that his eyes had been on Jiang Xuan, who was looking at the stars in the sky.

There is no light on the roof, and you can't really see the edges and corners of the river. This hazy vision always makes people feel mysterious and yearning.

"Is Mr. Rong not with Xiao Jiu?" he said

"Don't you really think about replacing Qin Fei? It's a hidden danger to keep that man. " Rong Jing's answer is not what he asked. He learns to be lazy and holds his hands behind him.

Looking up at the starry sky in this way is really like lying in the gentle arms of the night. The whole person floats over the city. As soon as you raise your hand, you can pick up the stars, and as soon as you turn around, you can walk proudly.

After a moment's silence, Jiang Xuan replied, "it's my housework after all. It's better for Rong Zong not to interfere."

For Qin Fei, she always has a kind of intimacy, belonging to the same kind of intimacy.

She didn't know much about her, but she was willing to believe her again and again.

"It's in the interests of our two companies, not your housework." He retorted, tightening his brows and looking at her.

To the view of shangrongjing, Jiang Xuan directly turned around, drew his legs back from the outside of the fence, supported the fence with one hand, turned over and went down from the top.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Rong. I have a lot of things to deal with today, so I'll leave first." Even without looking back, Jiang Xuan waved his hand to the Rongjing behind him.