As time went by, Song Meiyue somewhat forgot about the bad experience last night, and sipped the preserved egg and lean meat porridge sent by someone. Although he did not cook it himself, after all, he bought it personally, so it was considered a good meal.
Some kind of care and concern for oneself.
Suddenly he mentioned what happened last night.
At this time, Song Meiyue wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. She felt that she had no face to live in this world anymore. Although she didn't know what she told him when she was drunk last night, she felt that she deeply wanted a man at that time.
I'm afraid it's not a good thing to say about the situation, it's probably very shameful.
Me. What should I do?
Should I rush into the kitchen now, stab him to death with a fruit knife, and bury this secret in the grave forever?
Just when someone was about to be torn apart, Jiang Qi, who was sitting next to her, was looking at her delicate red face with a smile, and asked sincerely: "Aunt Song, are you sick? Why do you have such a face?
Hong? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
The words fell,
Song Meiyue trembled slightly and dropped the spoon in her hand on the dining table.
"No. Aunt Song, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Qi asked with a pretended nervous look: "Are you really okay? It seems to me that you are very ill. How about I send you to the hospital now?
You said, if you are sick, you should go to see him. Don't carry it on, or something will happen."
You have the disease!
Song Meiyue took a deep breath, suppressed the feeling of shame in her heart, and said calmly: "I'm fine. Maybe the wine last night hasn't been digested yet."
"Yeah?"
"Then you should drink less alcohol in the future. Look, your face is getting redder." Jiang Qi said seriously.
Song Meiyue felt that her whole body was about to burst. She faced the half-smiling look of the stinky man next to her and responded softly, then picked up the spoon that had fallen on the dining table. At this time, not only her neck and ears were red,
Even my chest was red.
"Aunt Song?"
"You haven't answered my question yet. Do you know what you said last night?" Jiang Qi did not let her go. He picked up the previous question again and pressed her.
Song Meiyue lowered her head and quickly scooped the porridge in the bowl with a spoon. Her red cheeks were covered with black hair, and she said with a slight trembling: "I don't know and I don't want to know."
"Why"
"I always thought you were that kind of calm and mature woman. I didn't expect you to do such a thing when you were drunk. It shocked me so much!" Jiang Qi said with emotion and shock: "
I’m afraid I will remember what I experienced last night for the rest of my life.”
What!
Does he still want to remember it for the rest of his life?
Song Meiyue, who was so ashamed that she almost crawled under the table, suddenly had the urge to strangle him to death. It was obvious that her drunk words last night had left an indelible impression on his mind and at the same time established an image for herself.
It also collapsed.
Maybe in his heart, he is the kind of woman who longs for a man to love her.
Although there is indeed a little thought, it is not so strong. Last night, it was because of the effect of alcohol that I unintentionally amplified my inner desires. In fact, I can continue to live without him.
"horrible!"
"At the same time, I feel so sorry for you." Jiang Qi looked at the lost Song Meiyue beside him and said sincerely: "I can't imagine how much pressure you have on your shoulders. Even after you were drunk, all you talked about was work.
, Aunt Song. At this moment, I just want to say to you: Thank you for your hard work, leader!"
In an instant,
Song Meiyue rekindled the hope of living, and her fragmented heart was put back together again. She pursed her lips lightly and asked coldly and with a hint of caution: "Am I really just talking to you about work matters?"
I'm a little suspicious of someone's words. Under normal circumstances, especially when the desire is overwhelming at that time, I will definitely tell him that I want a man and want him to come over and accompany me. It is unlikely to be at work.
things.
Of course it's not impossible.
There have been a lot of projects in the company recently, and one or two projects almost drove me crazy.
"Of course."
"What do you think you said?" Jiang Qi said with a smile, "Could it be that you want a man?"
Suddenly,
The blush that had faded returned to Song Meiyue's cold face.
"so rude."
"I am your elder, please be careful." Song Meiyue no longer dwells on what happened last night. Since he has explained it this way, believe him. Maybe this is not the case, but sometimes the truth is not that important.
Jiang Qi smiled and didn't say much. He sat quietly next to her and waited for her to finish breakfast.
On the way to the company, the two didn't talk much.
Song Meiyue sat in the passenger seat, turning her head sideways, looking at the scenery along the street hesitantly, her emotions began to overflow. All kinds of strange and weird thoughts popped into her mind.
I don’t know when Song Meiyue started to become a little sentimental. She was not very sure why this happened, but one thing was certain. From the moment she met someone, it seemed that the originally planned life trajectory appeared.
A huge deviation.
"Aunt Song?"
Jiang Qi suddenly spoke.
"Well?"
Song Meiyue turned her head, glanced at him from the corner of her eyes, and responded softly.
"What do you want to eat tonight?" Jiang Qi said to her while driving the car: "I will buy it after get off work and then cook it for you."
"I also can."
Song Meiyue replied calmly.
"Then I'll buy whatever I want. Anyway, three dishes and one soup, international standards." Jiang Qi said.
"Um."
Song Meiyue responded again, and it was different from before. Although it was still the same word, there was a little tenderness in it.
at this moment,
In the small car, the atmosphere between each other returned to the previous silence. Neither of them spoke, and they remained silent with each other in mind, even in the noisy streets, the endless flow of vehicles, and the rapid honking of horns.
This peace cannot be broken.
"Am I particularly difficult to get along with?" Song Meiyue asked calmly.
"No."
Jiang Qi replied casually.
"Yeah?"
Song Meiyue looked at the people walking along the street and said with an expressionless face: "It's hard to get along with me. I never expect others to feel sorry for me. Anyway, I have endured the most difficult days by myself."
Jiang Qi frowned and said seriously: "Maybe this is life. But you still have to believe that there will always be someone who comes for you, understands your thoughts, understands your hard work, and will accompany you through life's ups and downs."
"Could this be you?"
As soon as the words fell,
Song Meiyue suddenly had a brain short-circuit and wanted to jump out of the car.
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