Chapter 511

It seems that sang Shixi is not very enthusiastic about the topic I just talked about. I know very little about what happened before I fell ill, and he seldom tells me.

I put down the game machine in my hand, ran to his desk, lay down on his desk and looked at him with my hands on my head.

He did not look up, his eyes fixed on the document: "what are you doing looking at me like this?"

"Is it time to add some water? I'm only 23 years old. Do you think I'm at the age of health preservation now? "

She took the cup from my hand.

"You just drank it! If you want more, I'll get you some water. "

"Good." I gave her a thumbs up: "I saw medlar. Where's tea? What about tea? "

"The medlar tea I made for you." She answered me in fear.

"What is this, please?" I shook the glass at her.

I called out Wu Ruihe's name, and she ran to me in a hurry: "what's the matter?"

I was sitting on the swing in the garden with a thermos cup in my hand to bask in the sun. I lowered my head and wanted to have a drink. The cup was full of Lycium barbarum.

I told him last time that I would never see him again, so he would never let me see him again?

Is he really angry?

No phone calls, no text messages, no sudden appearance in front of me, he seems to disappear from the earth out of thin air.

Qi an didn't come to me this evening, and he didn't show up for the next two days.

I held my cell phone and lay down again. The phone didn't ring all night. I didn't even have a spam message.

About her grandmother's ball.

It's just a spam message. Ask me: brother, do you want to make an appointment?

When I was sticking pancakes on the bed with my eyes closed, I heard the sound of my mobile phone. It seemed that I was hit by something, so I jumped up from the bed, grabbed the phone and flipped it quickly.

Usually I don't get enough sleep. I can sleep in bed, but I can't sleep in bed tonight.

I eat some porridge at night and go to bed. I don't have to go to the studio to squat. I'm free and leisurely.

I stayed in Sang Shixi's company for a day. In the evening, he said that he would accompany me to have a French meal, but I was a little tired, so he thoughtfully said that he would take me home.

But why do I always think of Qi an who is moody and haunted?

Although I don't like to see him wearing glasses, wearing glasses is a bit of yuppie. Such a good boyfriend is handsome, golden, gentle and considerate, which is 100 points.

I think sometimes he treats me like a daughter, but my dad is not as handsome as he is.

Because of his good performance today, sang Shixi was very generous and let me eat junk food.

Besides, he had a meeting at the same time, and I sat on the sofa eating my McDonnell bucket.

Today, I really stayed by sang Shixi's side for a day. At noon, he said that he would go out to lunch with me, but he could only eat casually in the office when he had something to do.

But even though I have a lot of doubts, I can only keep them in my heart. It's better not to explore the past. What's the relationship between sang Shixi's brothers and sisters and me?

Sang Shixi has a younger sister who I have never met abroad. Besides, he seems to have no brothers or sisters. Where is Mr. sang from.

It seems that once I heard one of Sang Shixi's subordinates call him Mr. Da sang. Sang Shixi changed his face on the spot, and the subordinates immediately changed their words.

Who is Mr. Xiaosang?

I always feel that what they just said has something to do with me, but I dare not tell me the truth.

I went into the water room, poured the water and gulped it up.

But if they don't say it, I can't help it. I can't force them to say it with a knife.

They were not talking about TV series just now. I'm not a fool. How can I not hear it.

"Right, right, TV series." The female colleague next to him echoed: "the recent online drama is very good, so we were just discussing the plot."

She looked up at me in fear: "no, no, we were just talking about TV series."

By the way, I pulled out a female colleague who walked by me: "who is Mr. Xiao sang you just said?"

I listen to the misty, also want to continue to listen, but they have found me, immediately shut up in horror, with me bent down, and then carrying a glass from the water room out.

Who is the one they say she is?

Who is Huo Jia?

Who is Mr. Xiaosang referring to?

What are they talking about?

"I think she's really happy. If I don't remember this kind of thing, I'll forget it. If I remember it, life would be worse than death."

"When do you think she'll remember?"

"Well, Huojia, she's alive after a shot!"

"Can you live with a shot?""It's said that Mr. Xiao sang is not dead at all. He's living well."

"Don't talk nonsense. Isn't Mr. Sun dead?"

"I'll tell you, one day I seem to see Mr. Sun."

I opened the door and went out to the water room, where several female colleagues were talking.

"No, I'll go by myself and walk around. My ass will be flat."

I went to the door with a glass of water, and sang Shixi said, "you need to drink water and let them pour it for you."

I looked at sang Shixi's eyes, inexplicably flustered, and quickly cut off the topic: "Oh, I'm a little thirsty. I just ate too much chocolate. I'll drink some water."

"We used to?" He gazed at me, with a seemingly ambiguous smile on his lips: "we're fine, we've always been fine. When we were about to get married, you suddenly got sick. Then I told you in front of your operating table that when you recover, we'll get married. Now you're fully recovered, aren't you

"Then tell us about our past."

"No, you're 23 years old. You just got sick after graduating from university. Your only boyfriend is me. Don't think about it any more. The doctor didn't tell you not to think about it all the time. Is it because your head doesn't hurt recently? Well, the scar has forgotten the pain. When you die, you forget it?"

"I'm not talking about marriage. Have I ever been in love before you?"

"Are you in a hurry to marry me now?" He finally looked up: "if you want to get married, you can do it now."

"Then why not get married?"

"For a long time."

"How long have we been in love?"

Wu Ruihe didn't pick up my words and slipped away from me.

I heard her complaining to the aunt who came face to face: "Miss Xia has been so irritable these days!"

Am I irritable? I don't think so?