She read them one by one, and a smile slowly appeared on her face. She looked at the time and saw that this happened yesterday. Obviously, he was still in the meeting today.
Let’s just say, how can a grown man be so idle? This is the norm.
She raised her finger and gave him a reply: "I'm fine, it's okay..."
There was no reply. At this time, they were plotting.
She lay down again.
I feel dazed and have a bit of a fever. Maybe I caught a cold, maybe I ate spoiled bread, but I always feel like something is wrong with me.
But night fell again.
Her mouth was dry, and she suddenly thought: Will the big man who picks his feet suddenly appear? Just like the Spring Festival the year before last, she was heartbroken, but when the moonlight fell, she heard a knock on the door. As soon as she opened the door, she
See him with a straight face.
I quickly sent him a message: "Big foot-picking man, come and pick me up quickly. I have a cold and I feel so uncomfortable... I have a fever, a headache, and want to vomit again... wuwuwu... I feel so uncomfortable..."
But after writing it, I deleted it again.
Women are pretentious at critical moments.
Suddenly he said angrily: "Don't you know how to pick me up? Did you guess that the time won't come? After the meeting, it's okay. Shouldn't you show up by yourself? Didn't you say you wanted to surprise me?
Why? Why not? Well, forget it if you don’t come to the graduation ceremony, you won’t be given this surprise either?”
Finally, I couldn't hold it back anymore, so I sent a message: "Young man, didn't you say you wanted to give me a surprise? I'm waiting for your surprise..."
If you still don't understand this, you are a stupid pig.
She was in a daze from night to morning.
When she opened her eyes, the sun was very bright. She rolled over and rushed out. However, the door was silent, only the shadows of the trees were dancing, and there was no one waiting.
She was startled, looked at the time, and calculated the time difference. They were still in a meeting.
No matter how early it is, it will still be three to five days before we get here.
This is the country of the United States, not this city. There is no reason for you to arrive when you want others to arrive - this is not Sun Wukong, who can turn over in a single somersault.
No matter how modern a vehicle is, it has a limit.
No way.
She was dejected and ran back to lie down on the sofa. After a while, she sat up again and thought about it, should she stay here and wait for death? It is boring to feel sorry for herself. There is no need for a woman to suffer from princess disease at the wrong time.
Or drive back by yourself.
The journey of more than a hundred miles was not very uncomfortable.
After parking the car, I saw the familiar red brick houses in Boston, blooming flowers, snow-white fences and lawn shrubs carefully trimmed by gardeners.
Everything feels so intimate and familiar.
Ms. Yang heard the voice and ran out, very surprised: "Miss Yan, you are finally back..."
The workers have not left yet, they have been waiting.
She explained: "Mr. Wang said that you would come back. I was afraid that the house would be a mess when you came back, so I didn't leave and kept cleaning it. Mr. Wang also said that we should turn on the phone at any time in case you need anything."
I'll pick you up in time... Miss Yan, why did you come back by yourself? Why didn't you call me? "
She just smiled.
Ms. Yang came to help her get something. She felt her hands were slightly hot and was surprised: "Do you have a fever?"
"It's okay, just lie down and you'll be fine."
Sure enough, it was still comfortable to go back home.
Ms. Yang took the medicine for her to take, and then began to prepare porridge and side dishes. She also brought her a lot of warm water from time to time, taking the trouble to say: "Drink more water, you have a cold, drinking water is the best medicine..."
