"You..." He held her arm tightly and was about to speak. Unexpectedly, the woman in front of him suddenly panicked and said, "Sorry, let me answer the phone."
She turned around in a hurry, took out her mobile phone, and said with an almost apologetic smile: "Hey... Editor An, I'm sorry, I'm in the mountains now, it's really inconvenient."
"……."
"I know there are only two hours left until the deadline. I will definitely be back in time to submit the manuscript."
"……."
"Hey, I promise that this situation won't happen again next time. I won't say anything anymore. I'll get in the car first. You can teach me a lesson when you get back."
After hanging up the phone, she seemed to have forgotten about the man outside the car. She opened the car door and was about to get in, but he grabbed her again.
"Is something wrong?" She looked at him and asked curiously.
He was stunned. She asked him what was wrong? The man squinted his eyes and carefully scanned her expression. Her facial features were exactly the same, except that her figure was slightly plumper, and she was exactly the same as she was a year ago.
And that woman, now so confused and unfamiliar, asked him, "What's the matter?"
"If nothing happens, can you let me go? I'm in a hurry." Her expression was so anxious that she was about to cry.
Seeing her like this, his hand loosened instinctively. He had never been able to see her sad in the past, but he didn't expect that it would now be the magic weapon for her to successfully escape.
The door was slammed shut, and the taxi's tires flew away with splashes of mud.
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Xia Tong sat in the car and opened the bag. When she saw the safe and sound drawings inside, she breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking of the person outside the car door just now, she couldn't help but become suspicious again.
Could it be that he knew her?
Her memories of the past have become blurry. She only remembers that this year, she was accompanied by Gu Haoran and stayed in a hospital in the United States. It was said that she was taken there because of drug abuse and was forced to detoxify.
Over the past year, through the efforts of doctors and herself, she has basically given up her drug addiction. However, due to the impact of toxins on her nerves, she has unconsciously forgotten many past events.
She once asked Gu Haoran in fear, what kind of person she was before? Could she be a heinous devil?
But he just smiled and replied that she used to be very nice and gentle.
But Xia Tong thought depressingly, he was probably lying to her! How could such a nice and gentle woman become addicted to drugs?
After thinking a lot, the car stopped after a while. Xia Tong looked at the building in front of him, lowered his head and looked at his watch. Very good, there are still two minutes before the deadline mentioned by the editor.
She took a deep breath, rushed out of the car door, and ran inward at a sprint speed of 100 meters. The taxi driver was stunned and suddenly shouted angrily: "Hey miss... you haven't paid for your taxi yet!"
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"Give up, give up, give up..." Xia Tong shouted, rushing in every possible opportunity. It was off-duty time, and there were already people coming and going in the hall, so her shout was particularly prominent.
From time to time, someone pointed at her back.
The elevator door was almost closed, but fortunately Xia Tong's hands and feet were still nimble. At the critical moment, he suddenly hooked one foot out, stuck it between the two elevator doors, and squeezed himself in.
"Candy, you are very serious." A colleague praised from behind.
Xia Tong wiped his sweat and smiled happily.
Two minutes later, she finally placed the drawing on the editor-in-chief An Xinya's desk as promised. Seeing her, the editor-in-chief couldn't help but get angry and lectured: "What's going on with you, candy? Why do you get stuck every time you submit a manuscript?"
On the deadline? Do you think our entire magazine has to wait for you to finish the drawing before sending it to the factory for printing? Can you be more punctual and responsible..."
Xia Tong lowered her head and patiently listened to Qitian Dashengan's "careful" teachings. She was so sleepy that she wanted to go home and stretch herself out. Yesterday, she almost stayed up all night to catch up on these drawings, and now she was so tired that she didn't know what to do.
.
She is very sleepy, very sleepy, very sleepy... Can you hurry up, hurry up...
She thought silently and blurted it out unconsciously.
Qitian Da Sheng'an raised his eyebrows: "What did you say?"
Uh... Xia Tong covered her mouth and shook her head innocently: "I didn't say anything."
An Dayun was about to say more, but a middle-aged man wearing a worn wallet suddenly walked out of the elevator. When he saw Xia Tong, his eyes lit up: "Hey, Miss...my car money."
Xia Tong lowered his head and was in a state of sleepwalking.
Seeing the person coming, An Dayang's face became unhappy: "Who are you? How did you get in?"
"Sister, please stop, I'm asking this lady for car money." He pointed at Xia Tong.
Big sister? An Dayang’s expression turned even uglier. She was actually called big sister by a middle-aged and elderly man with a flabby face?!
"Get out!" She roared violently, waking up Xia Tong who was wandering beside her. She raised her head blankly, and then she realized that there was a man standing next to her, spreading his hands towards her: "Miss, my car money,
96 yuan.”
The fare? She was excited, "Oh...I'm sorry." She remembered that she had indeed forgotten to pay the bus when she got off the bus, and she couldn't help but apologize. But when she put her hand into her empty pocket, she hesitated again.
laughed.
He turned around and said to An Dacheng: "Dacheng, can you lend me 100 yuan?"
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"Ah...it hurts..." In the car, Xia Tong lowered his head and frowned, complaining: "Can't you be gentler?"
Gu Haoran sat behind her, gently pressing her head with one hand and applying medicine to her neck with the other: "Isn't your editor-in-chief a woman? Why are you so cruel?!"
"That's not true!" Xia Tong complained with tears in her eyes: "Didn't I just call her out loud? She immediately turned black and slashed at my neck with her palm! It hurt me to death, and I almost fainted at that time.
past!"
His face darkened and he asked tentatively: "Xia Tong, how about we go back to the United States? Even there, you can continue to be a designer."
"No!" Xia Tong flatly refused.
"Why?"
"I think it's very good here. The colleagues in the company are very kind. Although An Dayang sometimes likes to talk too much, I know that she still loves me very much. Otherwise, she wouldn't pick up every issue of the magazine.
My design makes the cover.”
He fell silent and didn't speak.
Xia Tong turned his head and wondered: "Why do I think you become so weird as soon as you return to China? Is there some savage beast here, waiting to eat me?"
He hit her on the head: "What are you talking about?"
Xia Tong held his head in his hands, pouted and muttered: "Are you kidding? Why are you so fierce!"
He smiled, continued to help her apply medicine, and asked: "By the way, why did you run up the mountain all morning?"
Xia Tong yawned: "It's because I stayed up all night last night and was so excited that I couldn't sleep in the morning. Then I got on a bus with nothing to do, but the terminal was that mountain. I got off the bus and walked around.
I even wandered to a cemetery, and then a life-threatening call came from An Dasheng, so I hurried back."
He was helpless: "You are really in a good mood."
Xia Tong bent his knees, rested his head on his knees, squinted his eyes and said, "Yes, it's just because I was so excited that I feel so sleepy that I want to die!"
He bandaged her wound and said, "If you feel sleepy, take a nap. I'll call you when you get home."
"Hmm..." Xia Tong responded vaguely, and suddenly thought of something: "Oh, by the way, I met a very strange person today."
Gu Haoran paused while packing the medicine box: "Weird person?"