C111

He didn't call

I placed a note with the word "Zhou Jin" on top of the box, and stuck it on the workbench board with a magnet. The words on it were very neat.

I think Zhou Jin wrote it himself.

There's no courier list on top of this box, and probably no courier would still be working so late. I think this box was personally delivered by Zhou Jin.

So now that you're at the door, what will happen to you if you come in and say a few words to me?

Why do you treat me so roughly every time we meet, and then secretly give me these intimate gifts.

You're shy. No matter what the truth is, that's what I'm going to think.

Zhou Jin was shy so he covered my eyes and didn't even want me to talk properly.

I carefully opened the box, afraid that the knife would cut through the contents.

I saw a manila envelope in a small cardboard box. I happily picked it up and weighed it in my hand. It wasn't thick, but it wasn't thin either.

This Zhou Jin really is a slut. Look at how many things you don't want to say to me in front of me, I really want to say this. I know you miss me a lot, just like … I miss you as much as I miss you.

As I thought this, I opened the envelope, but what fell out of it disappointed me.

There were no love letters in it, just five tickets to different parts of Europe, and a handwritten note with the address of one of the most famous inlaid factories in Europe, along with an invitation, which I should have been able to get through immediately.

… ….

I looked at the plane ticket speechlessly as I looked at the description. Suddenly, I felt a little angry in my heart.

Zhou Jin's description was like an official letter, without any emotion in it. I reread the description several times, trying to find his hints and secret messages in the ice-cold words, but still nothing happened, unless I had to treat the ink that dripped at the end of the description as a heart shape.

I sighed, put the instructions into the scanner and reprinted a copy, then put Zhou Jin's handwritten instructions into a delicate jewelry box, locked it with a small lock, and put in the pill pill and condom that Zhou Jin had sent me.

Well, our way of being in love is very special. The man sends female contraceptives rather than a bouquet of flowers, even though the flowers are also the genitals of the plant.

It's also interesting for humans to woo a plant with its genitals.

I packed the tickets and invitations, took the visas out of the drawer, packed the plans and computers, and decided to leave the next day.

Fortunately, it was already early in the morning, and I guessed that the embassy would open soon.

I sat on the plane, which was about to take off. I leaned back in my chair to catch up on sleep, and I slept all night, getting closer and closer to the end of the race. I was worried.

However, I also feel that it's very fulfilling. At the very least, I don't even dare to think about the current days. So what if I'm old? So what if I'm divorced? I can still do what I like.

I guess he liked me, too. It was only shyness that kept him from talking to me.

It was never too late to start a new life, and when I took the first step, I was already victorious.

I'd been asleep for a long time when the plane landed, and as I walked out of the airport, I saw a sign with my name on it. The person holding it was wearing a suit and looked very serious.

"Who sent you here?" I asked as I walked over to him.

He didn't answer my question. He just took his cell phone out of his pocket and stared at my face for a while, as if he was afraid he'd pick up the wrong person.

When he finally confirmed it was me, he snatched the bag from my hands and gestured me to come in.

"If you don't tell me who brought you here, I'll call the police." I said firmly.

The man in front of me looked at me with a helpless expression on his face, but he still tried to get me to follow him.

"Tell me who brought you here." I repeated it in English. Someone at the airport had noticed me.

The man looked around before finally saying, "It was Zhou Jin who asked me to come."

When I heard his words, I immediately smiled, but immediately put away my expression and turned to look. After confirming that Zhou Jin was no longer here, I asked, "Where is Zhou Jin?"

"Boss Zhou still has a meeting, he told me to come and pick you up first." the man said.

Looking at his helpless expression, I thought for a moment before saying, "I don't believe you, but I want Zhou Jin to talk to me. Only if I personally hear and personally see him will I leave with you."

I was stuck with him in the crowded airport, and he tried to pull me, but he didn't dare.

"Hurry up and make your decision, someone's already noticed us." I said, but I was glad.

"Boss Zhou is really busy." "No," he said.

"I just want to talk to him." "What if you're a fake, and you take me for a prostitute?"

In the end, he sighed helplessly. He took out his cell phone from his pocket and was about to make a call. I went up to Zhou Jin's cell phone and wrote down his number.

He dialed the number, and I went over to listen. Zhou Jin immediately picked up the phone, and before the person who picked me up, Zhou Jin was the first to speak.

"Did you get it?" Zhou Jin's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Have you delivered it to the hotel yet?"

The person in charge of receiving me looked at me resentfully and said, "She's not leaving. She said that she doesn't believe me and must talk to you."

Zhou Jin remained silent. I began to look forward to it wholeheartedly. In the past, he would advise me gently before he put down all of his work to pick me up after asking for my opinion.

"If she doesn't leave, you can come back." His voice was cold, and then his phone went dead.

The man looked at me, and I wasn't wrong about the schadenfreude that flashed across his eyes.

"Miss Xia, are you still not leaving?" The man who had picked me up now had confidence.

I glanced at him, then thought back to the cold tone of Zhou Jin's voice on the phone, suddenly a little sad.

"I'm not leaving." I simply found a chair and sat down. "You can go by yourself."

The man who picked me up gave me one last look before he simply turned around and left.

I sat at the airport for another hour, and when I was sure the man was gone, I left too.

I can't waste my time in this insignificant place.

I know that Zhou Jin gave me these things like air tickets to ask me for help from these world's top lumber factories.

I took a taxi near the airport and went straight to the mosaic factory. Since the driver didn't speak English and I didn't know French, the two of them finally understood each other's meaning through the translator and sign language. She was so happy that she gave me a big hug.

I sat in the car and watched the trees and the shops and the crowd rush past, and suddenly I felt a kind of trance.

I won't wait at the airport for Zhou Jin to pick me up, unless he does it himself. I didn't want him to put everything right in front of me.

I am equal to him, I am not a fragile princess, I do not need him to prepare everything for me, I do not need him to stand in front of me to protect me from the wind, we need to cuddle together.

I don't need his protection.

I looked out the window, which was now overcast and cloudy, and perhaps there was going to be a heavy rain soon. The heavy wind was blowing on my face, and the sweat on my face was sticky, making my heart churn.

If the world's top-notch factory doesn't work, then I'll have to rely on myself. I clenched my hands.

The car soon arrived at the factory, and after waiting for a while, after explaining to the people at the factory why I was here, I met with the senior craftsmen.

I sent the drawings out and sat in the chair to wait for their assessment.

I was afraid they would shake their heads, and as I stared at them, I began to feel nervous.

The wind outside the window was still howling. The rain was coming, but I still hadn't found a place to live.

"I'm sorry, miss." The golden-haired, well-dressed veteran craftsman handed my design over and shook his head. "That's impossible."

"Thank you." I took it and put it in the trunk.

I walked out of the factory. The cold wind was blowing my thin coat, the clouds were low, it was getting dark, and I had to find a place to live as soon as possible.

I don't know why, I should be in a hurry right now, but my heart isn't in a rush. I walk slowly, and a passing young man whistles at me. I smile, and then they ride away quickly.

I suddenly wondered if Mozart was as bedraggled as I was as he walked the streets of Paris with his score.

I took refuge in a coffee shop with a menu in English. I ordered a cake and hot coffee, and after I'd eaten I wondered how long the rain would last. I checked the nearby hotel on my cell phone and typed in the name of the hotel with a translator.

waiter told me that this hotel is very close, we can reach it by foot.

I bought an umbrella and dragged my luggage into the rain. As I walked, I looked at the scenery in the rain and felt very happy.

I arrived at the hotel without any upheaval. The hotel was not big, but it was very warm.

I sat in my room and started packing. I took out my cell phone and saw a bunch of missed calls, all from one number, an unfamiliar number, and I didn't want to waste time calling back. I threw the phone on the bed and went to the bathroom.

However, Zhou Jin didn't make a single call. I had even specifically memorized Zhou Jin's number from that man's phone.

Warm water streaked across my skin, as though someone was gently caressing me. I couldn't help but close my eyes.

I wonder what Zhou Jin is doing now. Will he be angry? If only he was angry.

When I walked out of the bathroom wearing my towel, my cell phone rang. It was the same number as before.

"Where are you?" Zhou Jin's slightly anxious voice sounded out, and I could hear a hint of exasperation in his voice.