But Sheng Xizhou felt that on the day before the end of the world, he would still like her very much.
He continued to cook dinner, and before going out, he remembered something and went back to bandage the cut on his finger. He didn't want to scare her.
Sheng Xizhou then knocked on the door opposite and seemed to be a very polite neighbor.
Fu Qingwan opened the door and saw him, and asked him to come in familiarly. These days, Sheng Xizhou always visited Jiang Zhi's house during her working hours and helped her mother with some trivial tasks.
The light in the bathroom was broken and he fixed it too.
When Fu Qingwan heard Sheng Xizhou say that he and his mother had fallen out, she thought he had been kicked out of the Fu family. She didn't know that the man in front of her was already the decisive young head of the Sheng family, and she thought he was really homeless. poor guy.
"Auntie, I made a stew that can't be finished by one person." Sheng Xizhou held the soup in his hand, which was still warm and letting out heat.
Fu Qingwan felt that he was really polite, so she took the soup bowl and caught a glimpse of the gauze on his fingers from the corner of her eye, "What's wrong with your hand?"
Sheng Xizhou said lightly: "It's nothing."
He glanced towards the living room and pursed his lips: "She...isn't there?"
Fu Qingwan smiled helplessly: "She went to bed when she came back from get off work. I'll wake her up for dinner. Xiao Sheng, you can stay and eat with us."
Sheng Xizhou thought for a moment: "Auntie, I won't be polite."
Jiang Zhi was woken up by his mother, yawned and walked to the dining table. When he saw Sheng Xizhou sitting upright opposite, he thought he was dreaming.
Fu Qingwan pushed the soup in the bowl in front of her, "Try the soup Xiao Sheng stewed."
Jiang Zhi didn't believe that Sheng Xizhou could make soup anyway. She put it aside without leaving any trace, "I'll drink it later. I'll eat first. I'm hungry."
Jiang Zhi ate two bowls of rice, but when she put away her chopsticks, she didn't touch the soup at hand.
The soup in the bowl gradually became cold.
Sheng Xizhou saw with her own eyes that her thoughts were ignored, and her face became paler. When her mother went to the kitchen.
He raised his eyes, his eye circles were red, "Are you in love?"
The voice is unstable.
With a vibrato.
Jiang Zhi said yes.
Sheng Xizhou lowered his head, his face was pale and thin, and his expression was extremely broken. After a long time, he said calmly: "I want to kill him."
Jiang Zhi clenched his fists.
Sheng Xizhou then said: "But I don't want to see you sad."
Jiang Zhi knew that his temperament was extreme, his preferences were also extreme, and so were all his loves and hates.
She didn't want him to be like this, like a time bomb that could explode at any time.
I don't know when it broke out.
Sheng Xizhou knew that he had scared her, "I'm sorry. I just couldn't hold it back."
He doesn't want to be abandoned.
Jiang Zhi was silent for a long time, then she said, "After dinner, you should go back."
Sheng Xizhou is still very obedient. He is the same as before. Basically, he will do whatever she says, except telling him to get out.
"I have repaired the sensor lights in the corridor."
Jiang Zhi said no more.
Sheng Xizhou came out of her house and went straight downstairs.
The assistant waited for a long time and stood outside the car, feeling almost stiff from the cold wind blowing all over his body.
"Sir, your two brothers have begun to contact shareholders privately, and they seem to have joined forces."
"Um."
Indifferently, as if he doesn't care.
Sheng Xizhou got into the car and said, "Go back to Sheng's house first."
Shen Luyan doesn't check Moments very much. He doesn't have the time or interest to care about what's going on in other people's lives.
Originally, no one took screenshots of Jiang Zhi's Moments. When Feng Qianning saw this post, she felt extremely happy.
As if she was waiting for a good show, she took a screenshot and sent it to Shen Luyan.
Deliberately making comments: [Who is this? Do you know him? Is he her friend? He looks a bit handsome, and he has abs.]
Shen Luyan thought that he also had abdominal muscles.
He stared at the face in the photo and almost immediately remembered where he had met him.
When the school invited them back to give a speech, the boy struck up a conversation with her and asked her for WeChat.
He stared at the line of text above the photo without taking his eyes off it.
The screen was almost pierced by his gaze.
After a long time, Feng Qianning pretended to be: "Why didn't you reply to me? Didn't you already know that she had a new boyfriend? I thought you knew him."
Shen Luyan said expressionlessly: [Oh, this is not the person I know.]
The thought in his mind just now was also very simple, she had changed her boyfriend again.
More than half a month ago, when they met by chance in the hospital, her boyfriend was still Li He.
Maybe this person will be replaced soon.
Feng Qianning wanted to say something, but found that her number had been blocked by him.
She knew that Shen Luyan would be so angry that he was beyond recognition.
The words are hard and the actions are honest.
Even before being blocked, Shen Luyan coldly warned her that she no longer needed to tell him about Jiang Zhi in detail. He was not Jiang Zhi's nanny or servant, let alone her assistant. She didn't want to know that. many.
He is very busy.
There is no time to grieve over the everlasting love between a man and a woman.
Shen Luyan calmed down and held the meeting as usual in the afternoon.
Office employees have become accustomed to high-intensity work, and gradually it is no longer as stressful as it was at the beginning.
Before the meeting, they were prepared to be embarrassed by the president's ridicule, but the situation was much better than they imagined. They were not reprimanded in the first ten minutes.
The man sitting at the front seemed absent-minded, spinning a pen in his hand.
That pen looked like it was many years old, and the outer shell was mottled and rusty. I don’t know who gave it to me, but I couldn’t bear to throw it away even though it was like this.
Others in the conference room carefully observed the president's face while walking on thin ice while walking on stage to give a report.
The sound of coughing seemed a bit abrupt in this conference room.
Shen Luyan pressed his lips against his lips and coughed hoarsely in his throat. He seemed to be coughing a little too hard, one after another, and his throat ached slightly.
He couldn't concentrate completely since just now, and didn't even listen to what the people below him said.
The words she sent were the only thing in my mind, as if I was falling in love again.
Every word is like an iron nail being driven into the brain.
He coughed harder and harder, his bloodless face turned slightly red from coughing, and the sweet smell of rust came out of his throat. He swallowed quietly, and still saw a bright red patch in the palm of his hand.
Shen Luyan was very calm. He thought he might be sick.
The meeting was suspended, the immediate boss went to the hospital temporarily, and the jacks pressing on the heads of other people in the company were no longer so heavy.
Shen Luyan took a physical examination by the way, and a report was issued at the same time.
There is nothing wrong with his body.
I eat regularly and exercise regularly. Except for my poor sleep quality, I am otherwise very healthy.
Shen Luyan said: "I had a bad cough before I came to the hospital."
He frowned: "I coughed up blood."
My throat and chest still hurt.
The doctor said: "You are anxious and have severe mood swings, which is why you suddenly cough up blood. If you adjust your mood in time, the problem will not be big."