Rejecting Tang Xiangtian's dinner invitation, Xiang Xiaochuang walked through Central Park alone before taking the subway back to the hotel. As soon as he entered the lobby, he was intercepted by Fang Tianwei who was coming towards him.
"Xiaochang, why did you come back?"
He asked a little hastily, and Xiang Xiaochuang was stunned for a moment before answering: "The museum just closed, I took the subway back... is it very late?"
"I'm not too late. Someone is getting anxious waiting. If you don't come back, I'll probably be sent out to find you." Fang Tianwei smiled jokingly and led her into the restaurant.
"You really don't want to miss Shu. Is the museum so attractive?" Du Jiawen said with a very ugly face, "Why didn't you answer the call on your cell phone?"
"Ah?" Xiang Xiaochuang fumbled in his trouser pocket, "Where's my cell phone? Ah, by the way, I put it on Fang Tianwei's coffee table yesterday and forgot to take it out today."
She looked at Du Jiawen apologetically. After all, she was in the wrong first, so she could only resign herself at this time.
"You haven't noticed that your phone is not around you for a whole day?" Du Jiawen's face was still as dark as water, and he didn't pay attention to Fang Tianwei's winks at the side.
"I...this number is new and no one knows it...so it's normal that it doesn't ring, so I didn't notice it." Xiang Xiaochuang muttered, with a hint of apology.
They were sitting at a small table for four by the window of the hotel. From a distance, they could see the orange clouds in the sky, rolling like waves into one piece from left to right. They seemed to be the scales of a fish or the broadsword danced by Guan Gong.
, he swung it while thinking, but he didn't know where to cut it.
"Don't I know your number?" Du Jiawen scolded angrily, and when he saw Xiang Xiaochuang's reddened face with an aggrieved expression, he sighed unbearably.
After waving, the waiter saw him from a distance and didn't come over, so he started serving the dishes.
Xiang Xiaochuang sighed quietly and began to cut the steak absentmindedly with the knife and fork.
"What's wrong?" Fang Tianwei asked quietly, "The president is waiting impatiently for you. He is afraid that you will encounter an accident, so he speaks in a harsh tone. Don't take it to heart."
Xiang Xiaochuang came to his senses and shook his head. In the morning, at this table, Chen Sijia came to show her cards. The two-day deadline she promised put Xiang Xiaochuang in a dilemma.
She was obviously looking forward to leaving Du Jiawen, but at this moment, there were layers and layers of reluctance in her heart. Thinking of seeing his face again in the future, unless it was in a dream or through a distant TV screen,
There was a sudden pain in my heart.
At the dinner table, except for Fang Tianwei who deliberately told two jokes to adjust the atmosphere, everyone remained silent. In the end, even Fang Tianwei felt suffocated.
"Xiaochang didn't come back very late. The museum was closed and she had to take the subway..."
"Tianwei, none of what you said is a reason!" Du Jiawen interrupted him and glanced at Xiang Xiaochuang, his face involuntarily darkened again.
Fang Tianwei stretched out his foot and kicked it under the dining table. Du Jiawen frowned and asked, "Tianwei, is that your foot? Why are you kicking me?"
"Uh... no, my feet are itchy, I'm afraid I have athlete's foot." Fang Tianwei found an excuse and kicked Xiang Xiaochuang at the right angle. How could he hit Du Jiawen?